I Am Immortal

  Chapter 366 Daojun's temptation

The kid in front of me, with a vigorous and domineering body, and a decisive killing spirit, seems to have walked out of a path with his own characteristics, but the foundation of this body, Shangqing will not admit it wrong, just like even if you have walked a long way , has witnessed a completely different landscape, and there are countless possibilities in the future, but the starting point will not change.

   This is the kung fu of the ancestor Qi of the Qing Dynasty, pure!

  It's so pure!

  It’s so pure that it’s a bit offensive!

   This is no longer a level that can be cultivated by simply taking out a book of exercises, it must be taught by hand!

  There is only one thought left in the bottom of Daoist Shangqing's heart.

   Yuqing! !

   You sneak away!

   This is what I fancy!

Regardless of whether the young Taoist in front of him is Taishang Xuanwei or Qi Wuhuo, Yuqing is extremely dishonest. It is Taishang Xuanwei. This old boy violated the original agreement and agreed not to investigate or interfere. What's the matter with kung fu? ! It didn't take a hundred years for this method, how could it be so solid?

  It is as solid as the stones pressing pickles at the bottom of the mountain!

  No spirituality at all!

  cough—I bah!

  And if he is not Taishang Xuanwei, but Qi Wuhuo, then Yuqing is not sneaking away!

  This is poaching!

  Did the corner of the wall go to Lao Tzu's head? ! Okay, okay, you're playing like this, right Yuqing!

Shangqing thought about it for a moment, because the steps given by Taishang before were very smooth, and now his anger was directly directed at Yuqing, a shameless guy, but he saw that the young Taoist over there sank his footsteps, and his whole body was covered. His majestic qi erupted, and the sword in his palm slashed horizontally, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

good!

  Shangqing sighed inwardly, then backed away, knocking his fingers with his backhand to smash the sword energy of the Blood River Sword.

   Cursing that nasty old Yuqing countless times in my heart, looking at the young Taoist holding a sword in front of me, I am full of admiration in my heart, like me, like me!

   But the more I applaud in my heart, the more I feel that Yuqing, who has done unscrupulous things, whether it is sneaking away or poaching, is hateful——

  Damn it! With such a demeanor, it would be great if it were my disciple!

  Why did the Taishang meet him back then? !

   No, anyway, Tai Shang said, not his disciple.

   Then not!

Lord Daoist Shangqing has always been free and easy, so he simply didn't care about this matter. He just held a branch at random, making his voice hoarse and laughing: "It turns out that Lord Taishan is just such a means. It seems that the foundation was only borrowed casually before. and background, in the end it can’t be true.”

  ! !

There were slight ripples in the young Taoist's eyes, but Shangqing felt unhappy in his heart, and also wanted to try this kid's tricks. It could be regarded as giving himself a way out, giving this kid half a chance, and left a thought in his heart, Silently said to himself: "Let's see how the boy's luck means, and also see if you and I have this kind of fate."

   "If I can sustain thirty breaths under my sword in the same realm, I will stay here for a month."

   "If there were ninety breaths, I would have stayed for three months."

The branch that was randomly held in the palm trembled slightly, and there was dew in the mountain on it, and it was scattered and shattered in an instant, forming a hazy mist, and the branch burst out in a blink of an eye. The sharp edge pierced through the water mist in an instant, and moved at will, the mist turned nine times, turned into a blue dragon and chanted, and attacked Qi Wuhuo first.

   This kid is too smart.

  If he uses sword moves, although he won't stick to ordinary sword moves, this kid will definitely discover that charm.

  That's why Daoist Shangqing suppressed his cultivation and never used his signature moves.

   Just using ordinary moves is enough to suppress this kid.

  Da Daojun thought casually in his heart.

This sword looks like a sword but not a sword, it moves for the purpose of controlling the flow of water. The Blood River Sword in Qi Wuhuo's palm is made of the highest water vein in the world. Let me just say, you really deserve to be you, and you really got a true biography from me!

  This sword move is fierce and unpredictable. It was born out of Jiejian, but it has its own comprehension.

   When it is deployed, it is magnificent and spectacular.

Walking with a sword in his right hand, and two steps under his feet, there are all kinds of qi and a hundred dharmas around his body, accompanied by endless supernatural powers, and he uses his left hand to make a decision, and a stream of samadhi real fire is directly thrown out, the arrogance is magnificent, and the master of the Qing Dynasty breaks it with water, and in a blink of an eye The sword tore apart, the light was brilliant, and the sword in Qi Wuhuo's palm stabbed out calmly, but it seemed that everything was fixed and quiet, and a sense of grandeur and suppression erupted.

   Then the sword blew up.

  Shangqing Daojun pointed and swept across, breaking away Qi Wuhuo's upright and quiet sword aura.

  The confrontation between the two was extremely fast. In an instant, the sword energy was flying horizontally and horizontally, and the supernatural powers were infinitely changing. In the blink of an eye, they had fought for thirty rounds, but they were evenly matched, so Shangqing Daojun heaved a sigh of relief in his heart.

   Fortunately, such a method, ahem, can compete with this seat for thirty breaths.

  Teach him for a month, isn't it also, of course, of course? !

After leaving a retreat for himself, and an excuse in his heart, the sword in Daoist Lord's hand changed, but it became sharper and sharper, and it was clear that its strength was basically suppressed by the three flowers gathered just now. At the top level, the magnanimity and sharpness displayed are not the same. It is obvious that the first thirty breaths were deliberately made to confuse Qi Wu.

   There was a bang.

The blood river sword in the palm of the young Taoist stabbed forward, but was firmly held by a branch, the air flow was erratic, as if lingering around for miles, an aura of grace exploded at the place where the two confronted, and escaped towards the outside. As a result, the trees flowed like waves, and in an instant, fallen leaves fluttered and lingered under the moonlight. The young man's Taoist robe shook slightly, and his hand holding the sword felt a slight tingle.

  The man in black seemed to smile, his eyes burst out with interest, and said, "Okay, okay!"

   "Good foundation, good swordsmanship, next, I can relax a little bit!"

Immediately after making a move, a branch directly forced open the Blood River Sword in Qi Wuhuo's palm, and immediately stepped on Fangyuan. It was faster and fiercer than the sound of the wind and waves, but it planned to take down Qi Wuhuo in one move.

  Although Taishang gave him a step, he was willing to help cast swords and help each other, but one month is enough.

  How could it be possible to stay for too long like Taishang.

ha!

  Little guy, let go!

The sword energy was clear, and the sword was domineering. Everything around him paused for a moment, and then it seemed that everything was dead silent, and all creations stopped moving. The next moment, the wind swept across the domineering, suddenly swept across, smashed the trees, and the bright moon that was previously covered by the clouds hangs in the sky , Bright moonlight shed.

The black-clothed Daoist's pupils contracted slightly, and the 'sword' in his palm stabbed forward, which could definitely defeat all the swords of the Three Flowers Gathering the Top Immortal, but at this moment, it was firmly supported by the Blood River Sword, and the vitality in the surrounding void was shaking like ripples, The hilt of the sword turned into the underworld and entangled it, but the young Taoist bowed slightly and held the sword in both hands, but he finally held it.

  The domineering sword energy was absorbed by the young Taoist's ancestral energy.

   Then—

   Picking, refining and sealing, turning into my qi!

The Nine Turns Alchemy Method is in motion in an instant, this majestic qi is absorbed in an instant, but it has not been used on itself, but after the cycle changes, it turns into a technique to attack the enemy. The young Taoist stepped on gossip to avoid the sword, Holding a sword in his right hand, his left hand hangs down slightly. His palm is white and slender, but it makes the surrounding space seem to be calm.

   Overturned!

  The white palm carried terrifying power, carrying the supernatant qi tempered by the method of the ether, and resolutely smashed it towards his forehead, leaving a brilliant track in the eyes of the Daojun who suppressed his cultivation.

  Boom! !

  …………

The old green cow, who was eating herbs slowly, glanced at the position at the bottom of the mountain, where a tyrannical aftermath swept across, and an unknown number of trees around them exploded and shook, which meant that the place seemed to be covered, so there was no It disturbed the lives of the people at the foot of the mountain.

  The old Qingniu's real cultivation base can't be fake, he just said:

   "Master, Second Master Xuanwei seems to have encountered something down there, don't you need to worry about it?"

  The white-haired old man said with a smile: "It's okay, it's just a guy with an awkward temper. I still can't let it go in my heart, and I can't save face. Today, I have to find a way for myself to go down."

   When it came to this point, Old Qingniu almost understood.

Taishang's temperament is free and easy, and he will occasionally laugh and say that he is awkward and can't save face. After counting, there is only that one left. Fighting against confusion, Lao Qingniu felt a convulsion in his stomach.

  The rumination that I hadn't had for a long time was almost scared out.

  Old Qingniu hesitated for a while, and said: "Master, that person wants to..."

   "Try your hand?"

   "Don't you need to watch?"

  The old man couldn't help laughing and said:

"If I peeked, he would lose face and get annoyed, so he wouldn't watch it."         "Besides, with his temperament, although he is often reckless and unruly, he is not the kind of person who doesn't know the seriousness. Temperament, now thirty breaths have passed, with his temperament, I am afraid that he will come down to the earth for thirty days."

   "Thirty days should be enough."

   "Wuhuo can sustain for thirty breaths so easily, it seems that he also put some water on purpose, it's really awkward..."

  The old man smiled and thought.

   I really never went to see it.

  ……………

  Zheng! !

  The sound of the sword's cry exploded, but the clash of swords was no longer the only one, and the thunder and flames rose like the wind.

The technique of Fantian Seal is even more domineering and fierce, combined with swordsmanship. In addition, there are some moves inherited from Emperor Dongyue. In the blink of an eye, sixty breaths have passed. Judging from his own way of retreat, this means that he will teach beside this little Taoist priest for a full two months!

   He will get annoyed himself for two months.

And at this time, Shangqing suddenly discovered what Qi Wuhuo's fighting style was, it was based on an extremely solid, even overly solid foundation combined with moves, killing moves only appeared occasionally, but every time they appeared just right, Every move and style is so smooth, it can be said that it is a self-contained system, and it can exert an effect that is absolutely incomparable to the scattered moves.

   It can be guaranteed that no matter what style of moves the opponent uses, there is a way to deal with it.

   Then pull the opponent into your own rhythm and system loop.

  The continuous cycle is endless, the avenue is unified, and all dharmas are inseparable.

   Ever-changing, I keep one ear to myself.

  Yuqing—

   is Yuqing's move.

  The foundation of this young Taoist is really too solid.

He has really experienced a calamity of calamity, several times of life and death, his qi has acquired the state of the four righteousness, flowed smoothly, and many more changes have emerged. No matter what moves the Lord of the Qing Dynasty uses, he can respond perfectly, and then use it I was good at dealing with the rhythm of the moves. Seeing that the young Taoist had clear eyebrows and a dark blue Taoist robe over the white clothes, under the moonlight, his demeanor was clear and bright.

  Shangqing Daojun actually had an illusion.

   There is a feeling of going back to the past when I confronted the young Yuqing.

  So I felt more and more unhappy.

OK! Yuqing, you are playing like this, right?

OK! !

But he himself told himself before that he would not use his best symbolic supernatural powers, he would not use Jiejian and Taichi Lingwen, so as not to be seen by the young Taoist, but now he found that he was faintly suppressed by the young Taoist , there was a faint feeling that the situation was being eroded by the young Taoist and gradually turned over.

   Turning from yin to yang, infinite changes, but I am the only one.

  Too old man's law!

Lord Daoist’s forehead twitched slightly, and in the blink of an eye it was more than eighty breaths. If this continues, I’m afraid I’ll have to stay with that bad old man Taishang for a long time. He rushed forward suddenly and assassinated, wanting to defeat the enemy with one move, but he had to restrain his urge to use his signature supernatural power.

   If you say no, you just don’t!

   Besides, do I still need to use all my strength to deal with this kid in the same realm? !

   It is impossible to judge!

This move was extremely fierce, after a few moves, the young Taoist was really weak, he slashed with his sword, and had to retreat, his footsteps changed, and he fell backwards, the empty door opened, and his qi also showed flaws, the eyes of Shangqing Daoist were quiet , holding a sword and attacking, but unexpected changes occurred at this moment.

  The young Taoist leaned back, avoiding the sword, and slightly grasped the five fingers of his left hand. In the void, there seemed to be a wind.

  The heaven and the earth are the piano, and the wind is the string.

   With a sudden flick.

   Fuxi Zhengyin played out.

   It's not the time of madness, but the grandeur of the right time.

  The sound of the piano enveloped the surroundings and suddenly dissipated.

Lord Daoist Shangqing will not be affected, but he will not violate the agreement between himself and himself, no one in the same realm of cultivation will not be disturbed by this move, so he sighed inwardly, and the move slowed down , seeing the young Taoist draw his sword with his backhand in front of his eyes, the blood river sword burst out with a trace of fierce aura.

  【Jie Jian·Three】!

  The branch in Dao Daojun's palm was torn apart, and began to collapse and shatter layer by layer from the end, the shattered sawdust scattered into the wind, and the sword continued to press towards his chest.

  Mr. Dao Dao was astonished, sighed, and finally his eyes were full of admiration.

  Zheng! !

  ……………

  The wind moves the sparse forest, and the mountains are like waves.

Old Qingniu looked at the place where the confrontation was under the mountain. After the final sound of the piano, the large forest trembled violently. I don’t know how many leaves were shattered and flew into the sky, but this seemed to be the end, and there were no more violent fluctuations. , After a long time, it finally calmed down gradually.

  Because of worry in his heart, the old green cow didn't even eat the herbal medicine. His eyes were fixed on the direction there. After a while, he heard the sound of footsteps gradually approaching.

   Step by step, calm as usual.

Only then did Old Qingniu feel relieved, and immediately saw the young Taoist priest wearing a blue Taoist robe walking up with a medicine basket on his back, his expression was calm, his black hair drooping down in the night, he saluted as usual, saying that he had seen the teacher, His Majesty He smiled and asked: "Wuhuo, there seemed to be some movement at the foot of the mountain just now, did you fight with anyone?"

  The young man said humanely: "Yes, but the man left, and the disciple didn't know who it was."

   "It's so..."

  Taishang stroked his beard, and asked with a casual smile, "How was the confrontation?"

  Old Qingniu pretended not to care, but quietly pricked up his ears.

  The young Taoist put down the medicine basket in his hand and said:

   "That person seems to be restraining something all the time, and he probably didn't use all his strength, so..."

   "So what?"

   "Disciple, slightly better than half a move."

  The old man's beard stroke suddenly stopped.

   I was speechless for a long time.

  (end of this chapter)