The heavens: pushing across all realms

"Haha, in that case, the young monk is here to learn your secret skills first!"

Among everyone, Jiumozhi was the first to speak out!

He had been beaten by Feng Ji once when he was in Suzhou, but he was above the lake at that time. He couldn't swim and was afraid, so he lost one and a half moves and fell back to the shore.

Seeing Feng Ji again at this time, the competitive spirit in his heart was aroused again.

Be the first to take action now!

call--

Jiumozhi's body flashed and he struck with a palm strike from the air.

In an instant, the air became scalding hot, and the heat wave came roaring with powerful palm power.

Feng Ji watched Jiumozhi take action, and there was fierce anger in this palm.

And above Jiumozhi's head, the dharma image representing the golden-winged roc bird also screamed, its wings vibrated, and the flames burned.

Tantric magic, flaming knife!

It's just that at this time, this flame knife exerted terrifying power in Jiumozhi's hands.

Wherever the palm touched, a burning smell came.

Feng Ji sneered and punched out without dodging!

Bang——!

The force of the fist shot through the air in an instant, tearing the air with a roar.

The fists surged, and the air suddenly exploded.

The two collided with a roaring explosion.

The air wave exploded instantly and swept out like ripples.

"Violent——"

At the same time, a sharp cry suddenly exploded in Feng Ji's mind.

It's a Dharma phase luck attack!

But Feng Ji had already been prepared. After fighting Qiao Feng, he had already guarded against the luck attacks of these sons of luck.

At this time, his other hand suddenly pointed towards the void!

The Six Meridians Divine Sword burst out!

Poof!

The air was torn apart instantly, Feng Ji's spiritual consciousness followed the Six Meridians Divine Sword, and instantly turned into spiritual consciousness sword energy, hitting the golden-winged roc!

Bang——!

With a muffled sound, the golden-winged roc instantly screamed and screamed, and with a roar of flame wings, they were all wiped out.

Jiumozhi on the opposite side suddenly changed his expression and spat out a mouthful of blood!

He retreated sharply, his face full of disbelief.

"What was that sense of crisis just now?"

Jiumozhi couldn't believe it. At that moment, it seemed as if something important had been hit by the opponent.

It brought fear to his mind.

He has never felt this way until he became King Maharaja.

Feng Ji did not stop. To deal with these sons of luck, he could only defeat his opponents by cutting off their luck first.

This kind of fighting method is completely different from the situation in other martial arts worlds.

Boom!

Feng Ji punched again, and the man followed the punch, his fist whining and roaring, tearing the air.

Jiumozhi hurriedly used Qinggong, and the flaming knife kept slashing out.

However, the flame knife met Feng Ji's innate aura, and the moment they collided with each other, all of them dispersed.

The Jinpeng Dharma Prime didn't dare to make a sneak attack even once.

When Feng Ji saw this, he couldn't help but sneer: "If you don't do it, I will!"

Then he raised his hand and made a sharp move, and the Six Meridians Divine Sword suddenly shot out, directly towards the top of Jiumozhi's head.

Jiumozhi was horrified for a moment, and the sense of crisis resurfaced, and he hurriedly shouted: "You guys still won't take action?"

"Master, let me help you!"

Murong Fu had already paid attention to the battlefield, and when he saw Feng Ji, his eyes were red and he was already filled with anger.

Especially when he saw Feng Ji holding Wang Yuyan's hand, he felt like he was being cuckolded.

All the memories of that day in the mill came to my mind, and I thought to myself: "The old and new grudges are all gone."

"Canglang——"

But seeing the long sword in his hand unsheathed, an assist came from Jiumozhi's side in an instant.

I saw this sword slashing towards Feng Ji's right arm, drawing a large circle. The sword energy was strong and the internal energy was strong.

Feng Ji glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the top of Murong Fu's head. The Dharma sign representing Asura was already showing its teeth and claws.

"Hmph! Jiumozhi and Murong Fu, you are not qualified enough."

Feng Ji suddenly waved his right palm, and the Great Shift of the Universe was immediately displayed.

With the sword energy of the flaming sword in his right hand, he slashed towards Murong Fu's long sword.

Bang!

The energy of the two collided, and Murong Fu frowned: "Is it the method of energy transfer? Although it is not as good as the star transfer method of my Murong family, it is still quite magical."

Jiumozhi was horrified, and he was filled with shock and anger: "Mr. Murong, when did this person secretly learn the secret skill of the Qian family?"

Murong Fu said in a deep voice: "Master, look at it, this is my family's unique skill!"

But when he saw Murong Fu's long sword making a circle, the sword energy and saber energy suddenly turned around on his long sword and crashed into Feng Ji!

With this pulling and pulling, he actually used the method of star-shifting to superimpose the two attacks and bounce them back to Feng Ji!

Feng Ji suddenly laughed wildly: "What a trick, what a change of fortune!"

Feng Ji turned his fists into palms, hugged Tai Chi, and used his peerless internal strength to instantly absorb the tip of Murong Fu's sword.

He stamped his feet on the ground, and the momentum of Tai Chi followed the trend, pulling it like a circle, and all the strength was melted into his palms.

But when he saw him swaying his body from side to side, the force circled between his arms, getting smaller and smaller, and in an instant, it dissipated directly!

Feng Ji's eyes were filled with light, and he suddenly thought: "Tai Chi generates two rituals, and two rituals generate all phenomena. This is the Taoist method of transforming thousands of things into one."

"Since I can take away the opponent's internal energy and use the power of Tai Chi to break it into pieces and dissipate it into nothingness, doesn't this mean that there is Tao without form?"

At this moment, Feng Ji seemed to have caught something, and he was extremely surprised!

"Can I use the Tai Chi method taught to me by Master Zhang to deduce the Taoist art of harmony, return everything to chaos, and enter Tai Chi from everything?"

At the moment, he intends to no longer fight his enemies with Kung Fu and the Six Meridians Divine Sword, but can rely on the Tai Chi Sutra to deal with his opponents.

But seeing that Murong Fu's sword skills were complicated, countless sword movements came at him, and the sword energy flowed with the sword light, whistling fiercely.

On Jiumozhi's side, he sometimes used flaming swords to attack, and sometimes used Shaolin's special skills such as Wuxiang Jiezhi to sneak attack Feng Ji.

Feng Ji ignored it and drew circles with his arms, constantly pulling Qi and attracting the opponent's strength.

At the same time, his spiritual consciousness was running in his mind, and as his arms drew circles, the Tai Chi yin and yang pattern gradually emerged.

As soon as this pattern came out, his mind suddenly shook, and he felt two dragon roars vibrating above his head.

Immediately, the two dragon-shaped fortunes were forcibly pulled into the Tai Chi spiritual consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden dragon is located in the white area, and Duan Yu's dragon energy is located in the black area. They are constantly rotating with the Tai Chi transformed by spiritual consciousness, getting lighter and smaller!

Feng Ji felt as if his whole soul was flying, and every pore in his body was breathing.

Suddenly, Feng Jifu was enlightened, and Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou" automatically appeared in his mind.

"Those who are suitable for the wilderness will have three meals, and their belly will still be full; those who are suitable for a hundred miles will have to grind grains; those who are suitable for thousands of miles will gather grains in three months."

"Beiming's magical power absorbs people's internal energy, embraces all rivers, and strengthens the body."

"But what if this method is not used to absorb the internal energy of others who have worked hard to cultivate, but to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

"What if this method does not use acupoints and meridians to absorb the energy of heaven and earth, but uses pores to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

Feng Ji's mind suddenly moved and his mind became empty.

In his mind, the yin and yang of Tai Chi rotated, and his spiritual consciousness amplified, and he seemed to be able to detect the faintest traces of spiritual energy wandering in the heaven and earth.

He subconsciously ran the Beiming Divine Skill and Mind Technique, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

In an instant, countless spiritual energy entered the body, wandered around Feng Ji's body, and was stored in various acupoints.

He had already entered Xiantian and had enough true energy in his body, but as the spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered his body, he immediately discovered the difference.

The spiritual energy of this world is obviously much purer than that of Yitian World. Although it is thin, its purity is extremely high.

The true energy in the acupoints in the body also quickly became thicker and thicker, as if it was changing from a gaseous state to a liquid state.

Feng Ji felt neither joy nor sorrow in his heart, and he had completely entered the realm described in "Xiaoyaoyou": "To praise someone in the world without persuading them, to criticize someone in the world without discouraging them, it is a matter of distinction between inside and outside, and a state of honor and disgrace."

The mind is empty, Tai Chi rotates, and the luck of the golden dragon and the luck of the eight dragons in it are quickly refined by Tai Chi!

But outside the spiritual realm, the battle continues.

At this time, Ding Chunqiu, Duan Yanqing, Yue Laosan, and Ye Erniang also joined the battle.

These people besieged Feng Ji together, and each used their unique skills to attack Feng Ji's weak spots with all their strength.

Feng Ji did not dodge. He suddenly sat on the spot. Around him, the air flow surged, whirled and whizzed, forming a huge circle.

The big circle covers the small circle, and the small circle covers the small circle.

Faintly, a huge Tai Chi pattern, with Feng Ji as the center, completely enveloped all directions.

No matter how many people attack and exert their inner strength, once they fall around Feng Ji, they instantly disappear and become invisible, as if they never existed!

Feng Ji's every breath and every breath vaguely coincided with the rhythm of heaven and earth, and his figure slowly floated up in the air.

This scene shocked everyone in the Shaolin sect who had not taken action not far away.

Master Xuan Tong couldn't help but be horrified: "This... what kind of martial arts is this? How can you control the air out of thin air?"

Su Xinghe's face was also full of shock, and a look of excitement instantly appeared on his face: "This... this is the state of Taoist Tai Chi without form!"

"Duan Yanqing, Ding Chunqiu, Murong Fu, and Jiumozhi are all great martial arts giants and top masters in the world. So many people are besieging him, and they can't even get close to him!"

"He...he has entered the Tao! He has entered the Tao!"

Su Xinghe was excited and suddenly shouted ecstatically: "Master, Master! I'm so happy!"

Su Xinghe turned his head, slammed open the wooden house in the air, and opened the secret room with a bang.

But he saw several ropes pulled up from the beams, hanging a person.

The man was unable to move. He had a handsome face and black hair, which was scattered around his shoulders. He could not tell his age.

"Galaxy?"

He opened his eyes, which were full of the vicissitudes of time.

Su Xinghe made a pop, knelt on the ground, and cried: "Master, Master, someone outside has entered the Tao!"

Wu Yazi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes brightened.

"Entering the Tao? You...are you serious?"

Su Xinghe kept kowtowing: "Please take a look!"

Before Su Xinghe could say anything, Wu Yazi suddenly took a deep breath and blew hard against the wall!

call--!

Boom!

Suddenly the entire wall collapsed, and a breath of strong energy was so powerful!

Su Xinghe stepped forward and broke the other objects blocking his sight, allowing Wu Yazi to see what was going on outside.

Wu Yazi looked from a distance and saw the strange air around him and the changes in spiritual energy, and he couldn't help but show excitement.

"It's spiritual energy! He is indeed absorbing spiritual energy!"

"How did he do it, how was this done?"

Wu Yazi shouted excitedly. The nearly seventy years of cultivation had collapsed at this time.

His beard trembled slightly, and he looked at the center of the airflow, only to see Feng Ji sitting out of thin air. The airflow around him was rotating. The huge spiritual consciousness pulled the aura of heaven and earth, forming a huge aura outside the body. This aura vaguely showed a Tai Chi pattern.

Wu Yazi couldn't believe it, his beard was trembling and his eyes were full of excitement.

This is the realm he has been pursuing for many years, but he has only heard about it from his master, but has never truly experienced it.

For so many years, he had been practicing the "Beiming Divine Art" hard, but he still couldn't get it right.

"That's...Ding Chunqiu!"

Suddenly, Wu Yazi noticed that Ding Chunqiu was among those entangled in Tai Chi!

This made him furious instantly, and vaguely, he saw a Yaksha Qi Luck Dharma form above his head roaring and shaking.

The moment the Yaksha Dharma appeared, Jiumozhi and Murong Fu immediately had the Dharma on their heads.

The two of them seemed to have been injected with blood in an instant. They took action almost at the same time, using all their strength to wave their palms violently.

Boom!

Above the two people's heads, Qi Luck violently rioted with the fists and exploded with a roar.

Immediately, the two of them staggered and flew out of the Tai Chi circle. Finally, with the help of luck, they escaped from Feng Ji's Tai Chi circle.

The four villains, Ding Chunqiu and others were not so lucky.

These people in the Tai Chi circle were torn apart by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in almost the blink of an eye. Their energy drained away rapidly, and they began to scream and wail.

This spiritual energy of heaven and earth is the most primitive innate energy. Without the innate realm, it is naturally impossible to resist.

The flesh and blood of several people disappeared quickly and turned into pieces of meat. They howled in the aura, and soon turned into pieces of meat, fell to the ground with a huff, and smashed into mud.

Such a terrifying scene really made all the martial arts people present turn pale with fear.

"This...what kind of martial arts is this? Is it so terrifying?"

"This strange circle is really weird."

"Who is this person? When did such a terrifying master appear in the martial arts world?"

…

As soon as Ding Chunqiu died, his disciples suddenly screamed strangely and ran for their lives.

With the help of luck, Murong Fu and Jiumozhi managed to escape from Feng Ji's Tai Chi circle.

At this time, he looked at those pieces of meat with a horrified face, and his heart was filled with fear.

If they hadn't escaped from the battle at the critical moment, they might have ended up like this.

For a moment, the two of them were filled with fear and no longer had any nostalgia.

The two looked at each other and immediately turned around and ran away.

Murong Fu's retainers, Bao BuTong and others hurriedly followed and left quickly.

Wang Yuyan shouted on the spot: "Cousin...cousin!"

She was filled with tears, but when she saw Murong Fu leaving without looking back, she felt despair for a moment.

At this time, Feng Ji slowly opened his eyes, with Tai Chi faintly flowing in his eyes.

His body landed lightly, the aura around him dissipated, and the Tai Chi circle dispersed automatically.

After taking a look at the corpses and pieces of meat on the ground, Feng Ji already understood what had happened. He couldn't help but shook his head slightly: "Why seek death?"

He immediately turned his head to look in the direction of the wooden house, and his eyes met Wu Yazi's.

Wu Yazi couldn't help but laugh and said, "Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for entering the Great Dao."

Feng Ji also smiled slightly, walked towards Wuyazi and said, "I can enter Taoism. Speaking of which, I want to thank you."

Wu Yazi was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding.

Feng Ji did not explain immediately, but said: "Fellow Taoist Wuyazi, I have something to ask you."

Wu Yazi smiled: "Please."

At that moment, Feng Ji sat in front of the chessboard and asked, "What kind of sect is Xiaoyao Sect?"

Wu Yazi couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this, and then took a deep look at Feng Ji: "It seems that you have come into contact with a lot of people and things in my Xiaoyao sect?"

Feng Ji didn't waste any time and directly took out the secret books of "Beiming Magic" and "Xiao Wuxiang Gong" from his arms.

When Wu Yazi saw the picture scroll recording the "Beiming Divine Art", he couldn't help but understand it immediately.

He sighed: "Have you been to Langhuan Jade Cave?"

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "Been there."

"How are Qiu Shui and my daughter doing?"

"The place has long been deserted, and the Langhuan Jade Cave has also been evacuated. Now your daughter has married to Suzhou and became Mrs. Wang of Mantuo Villa."

As he said that, Feng Ji suddenly waved his hand, and the majestic true energy immediately surged out, and he immediately used the technique of Capturing the Dragon to pull Wang Yuyan from far away.

Just this move made Su Xinghe, who was standing aside, stunned.

There may be people in the world who know how to capture the dragon, but everyone who practices this skill needs supreme internal strength as the foundation.

But as far as he knows, no matter how strong a person's internal strength is, the Dragon Capturing Skill can only capture the target from a distance of five to six feet.

However, Feng Ji was dozens of feet away from Wang Yuyan, and he was able to attract her with just a wave of his hand.

Such internal strength is really unbelievable, and has long gone beyond the scope of martial arts.

"she is……?"

When Wu Yazi saw Wang Yuyan, he was shocked and his face was full of surprise.

"Your granddaughter, Wang Yuyan."

Wang Yuyan was already in a trance at this time, her heart was filled with despair, and she had no intention of listening to what Feng Ji and Wu Yazi were talking about.

Her heart was full of sorrow, and her cousin actually abandoned her. Did she really have no place in his heart?

Wu Yazi couldn't help but ask: "Yu Yan?"

Wang Yuyan remained silent, and Feng Ji said: "Her sweetheart left her, let her be sad for a while."

"Oh, idiot." Wu Yazi sighed.

Feng Ji asked: "Fellow Taoist, you haven't answered my question yet."

Wu Yazi looked at the scroll on the ground and sighed: "Xiaoyao Sect... is not a martial arts sect in the ordinary sense. The founder of our sect is actually a Taoist who cultivates immortality and pursues immortality."

Feng Ji was not surprised, and just listened quietly to him talking about the origins of the Xiaoyao Sect.