The heavens: pushing across all realms

Feng Ji carefully understood the Six Meridians Divine Sword and was puzzled to understand it.

"Strange, so strange!"

Feng Ji was extremely surprised. Why did this Six Meridians Divine Sword destroy its internal organs?

After thinking about it, Feng Ji couldn't understand it.

After pondering for a moment, Feng Ji tried practicing.

I closed my eyes at the moment, my mind settled, and the innate energy in my body began to circulate along the sword manual route.

With his current level of cultivation, no matter how complex and obscure the Six Meridians Divine Sword is, it will not be able to defeat him.

I saw the innate energy flowing in the body, and in the blink of an eye, the first step of Taiyin Lung Meridian - Shaoshang Sword was completed.

Feng Ji immediately felt that the innate internal force in his meridians seemed to have turned into an extremely sharp sword of internal force, moving and stirring in the meridians, and there was a faint tingling sensation in the meridians.

Feng Ji pressed his thumb, and with a pop, the sword of internal energy flew out with a roar, and shot through the stone slab with a pop.

A deep hole was immediately shot out of the stone slab, and the sword energy lingered at the entrance of the hole and lingered for a long time.

Feng Ji pondered for a moment, and then began to practice other sword techniques.

Every time he mastered a sword technique, Feng Ji would shoot out the sword energy to prevent it from remaining in his body and damaging his lungs.

Half a stick of incense has passed, and all six sword techniques have been mastered.

However, this seems to be just an ordinary method of transforming true energy into a sword, with nothing special about it.

Feng Ji frowned: "It shouldn't be."

Based on his martial arts attainments, he is almost certain that there is something mysterious about this technique.

At this moment, the innate qi is directly circulated, and the six meridians are penetrated at the same time. The sword qi of the six meridians are simultaneously circulated and born, wandering among the meridians!

At this moment, Feng Ji suddenly felt his heart suddenly shake.

In the dark, something seems to have been cut by the Six Meridians Divine Sword!

Feng Ji was suddenly startled. This feeling was very weak, but his consciousness was sharp and he was almost sure that this was not an illusion!

Immediately he looked inside himself, only to find that there was nothing strange in his body, except that his internal organs seemed a little dim.

Feng Ji's eyes flashed: "Try again!"

At this moment, the Six Meridians Divine Sword was circulating again, and the sword energy was directed but not released, and it traveled through the six meridians in the body.

Suddenly, Feng Ji felt as if his sword energy had cut off something again.

Feng Ji's mental power was amplified to the limit. Suddenly, he felt like there was a dragon roaring in his ears!

Feng Ji was stunned: "Dragon Yin?"

His thoughts changed quickly, and he immediately jumped and flew to the boat in the Mirror Lake.

He looked at himself in the lake, and there seemed to be no difference.

His thoughts moved slightly, and his mental power immediately covered his eyes, staring at himself in the mirror lake again!

But he saw a golden dragon flowing around him, but among the golden dragons, there was also a small pale golden dragon that was devouring the golden dragon!

Feng Ji suddenly widened his eyes: "Duan Yu's dragon energy!"

Feng Ji suddenly became frightened and angry. The dragon that was devouring his luck was the dragon he got after killing Duan Yu that day!

It's just that the dragon energy seemed to be swallowed by the golden dragon at first, but it was not digested. Instead, it took the opportunity to bite back the luck of the golden dragon!

You must know that my golden dragon luck was accumulated by being the emperor for decades in Yitian World.

Without the protection of the golden dragon, it would be difficult for him to travel through the turbulence of time and space.

But why does that reputation have a dragon spirit? Can he even compete with his own golden dragon?

"Duan Yu is the son of King Zhennan of Dali. Even though he is a member of the royal family, how can his dragon energy compare with my golden dragon?"

"Why is my golden dragon retreating steadily and being swallowed up by his dragon energy?"

Feng Ji was frightened and felt incredible.

Suddenly, he thought of something.

"No, when I killed Duan Yu, heaven sent me punishment. Duan Yu was blessed by heaven and was the son of luck in the dragon plane. Could it be...that's the reason?"

Feng Ji was frightened and angry, and suddenly his heart moved.

"Wait a minute, what exactly does this Six Meridian Divine Sword cut off?"

Feng Ji hurriedly activated the Six Meridians Divine Sword again, and his inner energy instantly swam away. The sword energy scraped into his six internal organs, and his eyes suddenly froze.

But under the cover of spiritual consciousness, he clearly saw that after the sword energy traveled for a week, the golden dragon representing luck and Duan Yu's dragon energy were cut off by something at the same time. A layer of golden light fell off his own golden dragon's luck. At the same time as Duan Yu's Dragon Qi, a trace of luck will drop!

Feng Ji was shocked: "The real function of Duan's Six Meridians Divine Sword is to cut off luck?"

"how so?!"

Feng Ji was horrified. Is this "Six Meridians Divine Sword" still a martial arts technique?

This can already be regarded as a magical power!

How powerful is it to cut off luck?

"No, why do people from the Duan family practice such a martial art?"

"That family has the luck of being a royal family. Why do you want to use this skill to cut off your own luck?"

"Is it to become a monk better and completely cut off the royal family's karma?"

Feng Ji was shocked and confused and couldn't understand.

This world of Tianlong is becoming more and more strange.

Although he had some speculations about gods in this world, his eyes had always been on the Xiaoyao Sect, but he never thought that the Duan family in Dali actually had a magical skill involving magical powers!

Feng Ji's heart became more and more solemn. This world seemed to be far from being as simple as he thought.

"Why did the Xiaoyao Sect begin to decline when it was passed down to Wuyazi's generation?"

"Why is such a top sect not famous in the world?"

"Before the Northern Song Dynasty, people in the world had never heard of the Xiaoyao Sect."

"If there really are immortal cultivators in this world, then where are the immortal cultivators? Where are they?"

Feng Ji had too many questions in his mind, but no one could give him the answers to all of them.

The only way now is to find the inheritance of Xiaoyao Sect, and the mystery of the immortal cultivator must be solved as soon as possible.

Feng Ji couldn't wait any longer. This world was too weird.

"Lingjiu Palace has been unable to find him for a long time. I will go to Gusu first to find Xiao Wuxiang Gong."

Since he knew that there was something strange in this world, Feng Ji had to get the martial arts secrets of the Xiaoyao sect before actually meeting the descendants of the Xiaoyao sect, in order to prevent the boat from capsizing again.

There is definitely a big problem with the dragon energy in Duan Yu.

Otherwise, why would the Duan family leave behind the "Six Meridians Divine Sword" to cut off these fortunes?

Feng Ji felt heavy in his heart and kept running the Six Meridians Divine Sword to repeatedly cut off the energy in his body.

However, although this "Six Meridians Divine Sword" can cut off luck, the effect is not outstanding.

Rather than cutting off, it is better to say obliterating.

A little bit of obliteration only takes a long time, I'm afraid it's too long.

"Go to Gusu first and find the Little Wuxiang Gong."

At that moment, Feng Ji said hello to Zhong Ling and rushed to Gusu alone.

In less than half a month, Feng Ji had already appeared in the Suzhou area in the south of the Yangtze River.

On this day, he went all the way to find someone to inquire about Yanziwu and came to the vicinity of Linghu Lake.

I was eating in a teahouse when suddenly a burst of sandalwood came over me.

Feng Ji's heart moved and he looked back.

But I saw a monk from the Western Regions with a splendid treasure entering.

When the waiter saw that the monk was dressed luxuriously, he did not dare to neglect him and said hurriedly: "Master, do you want to drink tea or eat?"

"Amitabha, the young monk would like to ask for a drink of water."

"Master, wait a moment."

The monk was sitting near the door, scanning the room. When he passed by Feng Ji, his eyes suddenly focused on him.

Feng Ji also guessed the identity of this person, he was probably the Great Wheel Ming King Jiumozhi.

Jiumozhi looked at Feng Ji, and when he saw Feng Ji's eyes meeting his, he smiled and looked friendly.

Feng Ji couldn't help but wonder, why did Jiumozhi come to Gusu if he didn't get the Six Meridians Divine Sword?

Jiumozhi was eating noodles and was surprised.

"They say there are outstanding people in the Central Plains. I didn't believe it at first. I didn't expect to see such a person when I first came to Jiangnan. This man is so powerful and has a deep gaze. I am afraid he is a master, but I don't know if he is the Nan Murong in the rumors."

The two of them ate separately, neither paying attention to the other.

After Feng Ji finished eating, he called the shopkeeper and asked, "Waiter, let me ask you about a place."

"Master, tell me."

"Do you know Mantuo Villa?"

The waiter in the shop was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and couldn't help but shake his head: "I've never heard of it."

Feng Ji frowned and suddenly remembered that Men were never allowed to enter the Mantuo Villa.

Li Qingluo has an eccentric personality and hates men. Mantuo Villa is not famous, but it is normal.

Then he asked: "Have you ever heard of Yanziwu?"

"Hey, who in Suzhou doesn't know that the Yanziwu of Murong's family in Gusu is located in Linghu Lake, but it's not easy for ordinary people to enter that place. If you want to go in, I'm afraid you have to find a boat and go there by yourself. .”

"Is it possible to go to the ferry near here?"

"Okay, you can go over there to Shenhe Village and you'll find the ferry."

Feng Ji nodded, rewarded him, and stood up to leave.

Along the way, I asked someone about the location of Shenhe Village, and finally came to a large lake.

But I saw many people looking for boats by the lake.

"Amitabha, I didn't expect to meet the donor here again."

As soon as he arrived at the ferry, Feng Ji met Jiumozhi who also came to see Murong's family.

When Jiumozhi saw Feng Ji, he immediately came up to say hello.

Feng Ji smiled and asked, "What a coincidence. Is the master Jiumozhi, the great king of the Great Snow Mountain?"

Jiumozhi was shocked and secretly thought that he rarely set foot in the Central Plains, so why was his identity revealed by someone?

Immediately he said: "Young monk Jiumozhi, but I don't know how the donor knew this young monk?"

Feng Ji smiled: "King Maha Lun Ming is famous far and wide, and everyone in the Central Plains knows him."

Jiumozhi was stunned. He was so famous in the Central Plains?

"I heard that the master is one of the eight great kings of the esoteric sect, and that the master of the Ningma sect of the esoteric sect of the Tubo country taught him the "flaming knife" magical skill. Feng is curious. Can he give some advice?"

Jiumozhi felt a chill in his heart. Not only did this person know his identity, but he even knew his own unique martial arts skills!

But he knew nothing about this person.

Jiumozhi became wary: "You haven't asked the benefactor's name yet?"

Feng Ji: "The leader of Wuliang Sword Sect, Feng Ji."

Jiumozhi's mind turned around. He didn't remember that there was such a number one figure in the Central Plains martial arts world.

Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a faint singing sound coming from the water in the distance.

The voice of the visitor was melodious, like a warbler's cry, and he was singing a Su Wu ditty.

Everyone followed the sound and saw a small boat floating in the lake full of water chestnuts.

A girl in green clothes came holding the boat on the boat.

It turned out to be a little girl collecting water chestnuts.

Before Jiumozhi and Feng Ji could speak, they heard other people on the shore shouting.

"Little girl, little girl, are you taking anyone with you on this boat? Do you know where Yanziwu is?"

Feng Ji looked at the man and saw that the man was very old and holding a gold abacus in his hand.

Beside him was a young man with a soft whip wrapped around his waist.

Feng Ji thought deeply in his heart, these two people are probably the Golden Abacus Cui Baiquan and the Soul Chasing Whip, and they are from the Funiu sect.

Ke Baisui, the head of the Funiu Sect, died a few months ago from one of his famous stunts, the Hundred Victory Whip, "Thousand Splits of Heavenly Spirit".

His disciple Guo Yanzhi suspected that it was the Murong family's special skill of "repaying him with his own way", so he invited his uncle Jin Abacus Cui Baiquan, and they came to Gusu to question the Murong family.

The one shouting at this time was Jin Abacus Cui Baiquan.

Cui Baiquan shouted, and when the girl heard the sound, the oar swayed slightly, and she approached the shore and said with a smile, "You want to go to Yanziwu?"

"Does the girl know the way? If she does, please make it easier for her."

"There are a lot of people coming to Yanziwu these days. Come together." The little girl chuckled softly, and her words were very pleasant.

When everyone heard this, they were immediately overjoyed and waited for the boat.

Feng Ji and Jiumozhi also boarded the bow, each standing in a corner, silent.

Hearing the girl still singing the ballad, Cui Baiquan couldn't help but ask: "May I ask what the girl's name is?"

"Just call me Abi."

"It turns out to be Miss Abi."

When Feng Ji heard this, his heart moved slightly. It was indeed Abi.

Feng Ji sat cross-legged and ignored their chat. Instead, he used the Six Meridians Divine Sword to activate his internal energy and eliminate his luck.

Just with this movement, the Six Meridians Divine Sword suddenly trembled, as if it wanted to leave the body.

Feng Ji was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Now use your spiritual consciousness and look towards the lake.

On the reflection of the lake, his own golden dragon energy vibrated, but the dragon energy belonging to Duan Yu was extremely excited and seemed to want to break away from the golden dragon.

Feng Ji's heart moved slightly. This was the first time he encountered such a situation. He immediately looked in the direction of the dragon's energy induction.

At this sight, his pupils suddenly shrank!

But not far away from him, there was the shape of a golden-winged roc, enveloping a person!

This person is none other than Jiumozhi!

Feng Ji's pupils shrank, his face full of disbelief.

It's just that Duan Yu has dragon energy and luck. After all, Duan Yu belongs to the Duan family of Dali, so it's not surprising that he has dragon energy and luck.

But Jiumozhi, how could he have the luck of a golden-winged roc?

This... what is going on?

Feng Ji couldn't understand. He was shocked and quickly looked at the others.

Scanning his eyes, he saw that there was no luck surrounding Cui Baiquan and Guo Yanzhi.

However, when he saw Abi, his pupils shrank again!

I saw that Abi was also covered by a strange statue of luck.

There is an octagonal crown on the top of this statue. The body is red and flesh-colored. The body is like a bull king, but the color is dim. It holds a flute in its left hand and a sword in its right hand. It has the appearance of great power. There is a flaming garland in its bun.

Feng Ji's heart was shocked. He really couldn't figure out what this thing was!

For a moment, he was confused and unable to understand.

Why does the spiritual consciousness look at the past and see that some of these people are enveloped by great luck, but the shapes of their luck are not the same.

Jiumozhi's luck is that of a golden-winged roc. What does this mean?

And Abi, why does this minor supporting character also have great luck?

Cui Baiquan and the others have nothing on them?

What exactly is this for?

I have relatives at home, sorry for the late update. Updates may not be stable these days, but I will definitely write, sorry.