One person: Reborn as Huangxian, seeking the title of Feng Baobao at the beginning

Chapter 132 A moment of thought

A few minutes later, Huang Miao walked out of the woods alone.

Those sneaky men, scattered in all directions, had already passed out and died in the woods.

It would be okay if these people stayed safe and monitored from a distance.

But they desperately wanted to sneak into the villa.

Huang Miao didn't want to be disturbed by others while he was practicing.

That's why we dealt with all these people easily.

After returning to the villa, I made sure that there were no more annoying flies around.

Huang Mocai sat cross-legged on the ground and opened the sheepskin scroll in his hand.

A parchment drawing with the Qi Men Bureau printed on it slowly appeared in his eyes.

The black eyes reflected the blue light, and the originally plain sheepskin picture seemed to bloom with a bright blue light in Huang Miao's eyes.

Extraordinarily eye-catching.

The depths of Huang Miao's eyes were already filled with the reflection of Qi Menju.

The next moment, the Qimen Bureau at Huang Miao's feet seemed to open on its own.

The scope has been expanded to the entire living room.

"Xiantian leads Zhou Tian, ​​overturns Zhou Tian's changes, and turns me into a king!"

Huang Miao's pupils reflected the blue Qi Menju, and he murmured to himself.

The Qi Men Si Disk beneath his feet began to slowly move on its own.

At this time, his body and mind have fallen into the inner scene of Qimen, and the inner scene of Qimen is tempting people all the time when he is practicing Fenghou Qimen.

Seducing Huang Miao's deepest desire.

If you can't be as free of desires and desires as Wang Ye, you will end up like the three Lu Ye, trapped in the interior scene and unable to extricate yourself.

After all, the interior scenes seduce people's deepest desires.

These desires will be like Zhuge Qing's inner demons in his later period, intruding on the host's spirit all the time.

If Zhuge Qing had not realized the real trump card of Wuhou Qi Sect - Samadhi True Fire, he would have been controlled by his inner demons with a high probability.

And he himself will be permanently lost in the interior.

In the living room, Huang Miao's eyes were dull and only the Qimen Formation in his eyes was constantly rotating, and the Qimen Formation under his feet was also silently rotating.

The whole person stood in place, like a sculpture.

At this time, Huang Miao's spirit has been immersed in the interior scene.

Different from the nothingness in Wang Ye's or Zhuge Qing's interior scenes, in Huang Miao's interior scenes, the sky, thunder, earth and fire are surging.

It's like the end of the world.

The rolling thunder above is like a wandering dragon, frightening and killing evil spirits.

The ground fire was raging below, and a shrill roar could be heard vaguely, like the eighteenth level of hell.

A huge yellow immortal black statue stands between the sky thunder and the earth fire, as if it is the master of this world.

As high as the sky.

The surroundings were covered in pitch-black evil aura, and his eyes were scarlet and evil.

Huang Miao is looking down.

Compared with this statue, Huang Miao is as big as an ant.

Extremely small.

The muffled sound of thunder exploded in Huang Miao's ears, and the huge Dharma Relic stretched out his palm and slapped Huang Miao from top to bottom.

The dark palms cover the sky and the sun, like mountains falling from the sky.

Majestic.

Connected with the rolling thunder from the sky and the fire from the earth.

As if feeling the anger of the Dharma, thunder continued to hit Huang Miao from the sky, and the fire on the ground around him burned even more fiercely.

The four-pan Qimen at Huang Miao's feet were in danger.

It will be forcibly broken open by thunder and earth fire at any time.

Huang Miao took a deep breath, squinted his eyes and looked up at the huge black shadow in the sky.

The huge palm coming from the opposite side showed no change in expression, without any panic.

"In my inner scene, do you still want to overthrow the world?"

"I am the king here!"

"Gai Zhou Tian's changes!"

Swish~!

The next moment, the four-pan Qimen that were still in danger at Huang Miao's feet suddenly enlarged countless times.

In theory, the interior scene has no boundaries, but the four sets of strange gates at Huang Miao's feet seemed to cover the entire interior scene in an instant.

"Make me a king!"

As the voice fell, Huang Miao's body disappeared. At the same time, a huge Huangxian statue rose from the ground in Qimen Bureau.

Standing against the sky and the earth, it is a thousand feet high.

It's just different from the original Huang Xianfa who is full of yin energy.

Huang Miao's incarnation is full of ethereal immortal energy, and the white glow shines across the sky.

No evil breath was seen.

It's like a real immortal is sitting in it.

boom!
Accompanied by a huge roar, the palms of the two statues collided with each other, and the powerful impact destroyed the surrounding ground fire.

One black and one white, one good and one evil, the two Dharmas stand opposite each other.

After just one blow, both sides were evenly matched.

However, when the dark and evil figure saw this, he was not surprised but overjoyed.

Laughing wildly.

"Jie Jie Jie."

"Use Fenghou Qimen in front of me and seek your own death!"

Dharma Prime Minister's scarlet evil eyes were filled with cold light.

"Turn me into a king? That's not a small statement!"

"I will show you what it means to transform me into a king!"

As the other party finished speaking, the Qimen Bureau at Huang Miao's feet began to operate freely and uncontrollably.

"Kun Zi·Yingzhuo Ancient Star!"

The dark Faxiang spoke lightly, and a huge rock fell from Huang Miao's head out of thin air.

The rocks carry fierce flames, like meteorites from the sky.

The ultimate goal of Qimen is to be able to freely control the changes in everything within the game.

From nothing to something, from something to nothing.

All in one thought.

Most warlocks follow the trend and control everything according to the changing laws of time.

But Fenghou Qimen is not like this.

As long as they are in the Fenghou Formation, the user is the true god and the way of heaven.

Everything in the world can be manipulated in the palm of your hand.

"Stupid guy, today I will show you what the Queen of the Wind is!"

The dark dharma image stood indifferently in the void, and the Qimen array was moving rapidly under its feet.

Time, space, the five elements, yin and yang all move according to his will.

The huge dharma image that Huang Miao incarnated seemed to be able to resist silently at this moment. He did not expect that the other party could actually control his Qimen layout.

"You thought this was your inside scene?"

"wrong!"

"I am the king here!"

An arrogant and hoarse voice sounded in Huang Miao's ears. At this time, the world around him had changed drastically.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the four seasons change.

Within the four-pan Qimen Bureau, he seemed to have been thrown into the furnace of heaven and earth, being continuously tempered.

"I will inherit your perfect body."

A flash of joy flashed in the dark and scarlet eyes of Faxiang Huang. At this time, Faxiang Huang Miao was already trapped in the strange trap he had arranged.

Can't escape.

As long as his mind is completely refined, Huang Miao's body will be under his control.

In the interior scene, Huang Miao has no means to escape from the Qimen situation.

"Is this the real Fenghou Qimen?"

"Really extraordinary."

Huang Miao stood cross-legged in the Qimen Bureau, carefully feeling the changes in the rules around him.

He felt as if he was in another world.

Yin and Yang are reversed, and the five elements are disordered.

There is no pattern at all, it is just a thought of the other party. In this world, the way of heaven is controlled by the opponent, and he will be naturally disliked by the opponent.

Although it is often said in the secular world that Taoists can conquer heaven, in the alien world this sentence is almost a fantasy.

Even if Zuo Ruotong, the Great Immortal of Daying back then, had practiced the three levels of rebirth to the extreme, he still could not achieve the goal of man conquering heaven.

"You are pretending to be a ghost, do you still want to resist?"

Seeing Huang Miao sitting cross-legged, he seemed ready to resist, his hoarse voice full of disdain.

He didn't think that Huang Miao could make any waves in the interior scenes and in his own Qimen game.

Again, he is God here!
Faced with his ridicule, Huang Miao didn't say anything or refute.

Just sit cross-legged and silently circulate your mind.

Three strands of strange-colored aura floated out from his body.

Click~click~click~
Crisp sounds are clearly audible in interior scenes.

There are cracks visible to the naked eye on the Qimen Bureau under your feet.

"what?"

The scarlet eyes of the huge Dharma form suddenly trembled.

Looking at Fenghou Qimenju at his feet in disbelief.

Why do cracks appear?

"If we talk about Fenghou Qimen, I am indeed not as good as you."

"But don't forget this is my interior!"

"And besides Fenghou Qimen, I also know a little bit about other methods."

Huang Miao's eyes sparkled with terrifying light, and his tone was as bright as a god's.

Three illusory figures appeared behind him.

The person on the far left is a white-haired old man wearing a Taoist robe. He has an immortal style and Taoist bones. The Taoist robes on his body are all condensed with Taoist talismans.

On the right side is the image of Huang Xian, with the ghosts and spirits being manipulated by the evil wind.

In the middle is a young man who has transformed into Huang Miao. His Tao Qi is flowing and his expression is as cold as a celestial being.

"Fenghou, long time no see."

Three phantoms took advantage of the wind and floated towards the huge black statue.

There was no need to take action at all, and the Dharma image that stood tall on the sky and the earth began to disintegrate inch by inch.

At the same time, the Fenghou Qimen game that trapped Huang Miao failed.

A middle-aged man with long flowing hair appears from the huge Dharma image, with his feet on the Nine Palaces and Bagua diagram, holding the diagram in his left hand and a book in his right hand.

Standing in front of three phantoms.

Shenlong came out of Luoshui with a negative picture, and the book on Caifeng Street was written in the blue clouds. It was written after the fate of the wind, and the Dunjia Qimen began.

The pictures and books in the middle-aged man's hands are none other than Hetu Luoshu.

"I didn't expect to see you three again."

"It turns out that person has hidden his methods. No wonder someone has the confidence to enter the interior to confront me."

In the interior, anything can take shape.

Naturally, it includes the eight magical skills.

The middle-aged man holding Luo Shu and He Tu at this moment is the appearance of Fenghou Qimen.

The three people opposite him were the renditions of Qi Ti Yuan Liu, Tong Tian Lu and Ju Ling Qian Jiang.

"This person actually has such an opportunity and talent to realize four miracles at the same time."

The middle-aged man looked down at Huang Miao, who was sitting cross-legged and resting with his eyes closed.

Weird eyes.

As far as he knew, no one had ever mastered two miraculous skills at the same time since ancient times.

First, there is not enough opportunity to obtain the other eight magical skills.

Secondly, one's own qualifications are not good enough. Being able to comprehend any kind of magical skill is already a gift.

It is almost impossible for one person to master two magical skills at the same time.

However, the guy in front of him has completely mastered the three magical skills and completed the comprehension of Fenghou Qimen.

As long as they can pass the interior level set by themselves, the opponent can be said to have completely mastered the four unique skills.

"Queen of the Wind, do you still remember the meaning of our creation?"

"This person may be the real master you and I have been looking for for many years."

The old Taoist with a crane-haired face and a fairy-like appearance stroked his beard and opened his mouth. He threw out the talismans one after another, and the talismans reflected in the heavens.

Blocking the middle-aged man's escape route.

"Although this is your home court, with one against three, you are no match!"

Huang Xian, who was full of sinister aura, also spoke hoarsely and licked his lips.

The eight magical skills are all powerful means, and there should be no distinction between high and low.

But this is an interior scene, and it belongs to Fenghou’s home court. If it’s one-on-one, he may not be his opponent.

"Haha, since you and I were created, I have never fought against you."

"Today I just take advantage of this opportunity to discuss things with you."

The middle-aged man glanced at the three of them silently. Even if they were one to three, there was no fear on his face.

"Fenghou, it seems you haven't figured it out yet."

"Even without me waiting, do you think you can really trap this guy?"

"In that case, let me show you his true strength."

The young man who resembled Huang Miao spoke lightly and gestured to the old man and Huang Xian Xuying, and the three figures naturally retreated backwards.

The talismans surrounding the middle-aged man were naturally lifted.

"Three people, what does this mean?"

Feng Hou looked at the three people in confusion and didn't understand why they suddenly retreated.

But before he could finish his words, there was only horror in his doubtful eyes.

A lifelike and huge Huangxian body appeared in front of him.

The huge Huangxian, tens of millions of feet tall, looked like an ancient god facing him far away.

At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes except the huge yellow immortal.

Magnificent, majestic, and huge.

In comparison, the Dharma form he had just condensed seemed to be floating in the sky, incomparably small.

Huang Miao slowly opened his eyes, and a sound of Huang Zhongdalu's voice came from the void.

Bright stars appeared out of thin air and began to rotate around the body of the Dharma. A fiery red sun and a bright moon hung above his hands.

"I said, in my inner scene, I am the king!"

With just a look, the middle-aged man felt his body stiffen, and the powerful intimidation prevented him from moving.

"How come?"

"How could it be that you are so powerful?"

In the hall, the brilliance of Qimen reflected in Huang Miao's pupils gradually disappeared.

The layout of the Qimen at your feet suddenly enlarged several times, covering the entire villa.

Huang Miao's body trembled, and his spirit was separated from the interior scene.

At the same time, the Qimen layout under his feet began to operate as he pleased.

He has fully understood Fenghou Qimen, one of the eight magical skills.

It's just that this time the realization was in the inner scene, so there was no strange color happening around him.

Even if outsiders see it.

Huang Miao would only be seen standing motionless for a few hours.

The rest remains unchanged.

This time I learned the Eight Magic Skills, which was the most peaceful one.

Huang Miao exhaled a breath of turbid air.

After spending several days, I finally succeeded in understanding Fenghou Qimen.

It’s not easy.

Compared to the other eight magical skills, Fenghou Qimen undoubtedly took the longest time to practice and comprehend.

It only took an hour for him to learn and comprehend the original Qi Ti Origin and Ju Ling Qi Jiang.

Even the Heavenly Barrier only lasts a few hours.

However, Fenghou Qimen spent several days. Fortunately, the final result was good.

At this moment, deep in his Dantian, the white Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged also changed again after Huang Miao realized the Fenghou Qimen.

A seemingly invisible Nine Palaces and Bagua formation is looming under the feet.

It looks like a demon sitting on a lotus platform.

Weirdness and peace are perfectly integrated in Yuanying.

"I don't know what kind of monster Yuanying will become if he truly fully comprehends the eight magical skills."

(End of this chapter)