Tiandao doesn't work today

Yan Nu clearly demonstrated to them what it means to defy the heavens.

Although magical powers are powerful, like the power of laws, they still have to follow metaphysics.

If you can use magical powers, so can I.

Just like a game of chess, the magical power is still within the rules of the chessboard, but the posture is different, as if the chariots, horses and cannons are placed on the chessboard.

Yan Nu broke the rules. This kind of partial body tempering is not considered a martial arts system. Neither the water girl nor the old ghost can evaluate it.

Strictly speaking, Yan Nu still does not have a tempered body, but he does have the intestines and stomach of a body tempered person.

Is this path feasible? Thinking about it carefully, there is definitely no way to do it, at least it cannot be done by the fourth-dimensional ‘spiritual spirit’.

Only the brain can generate thoughts, where does the ‘spirit of heaven’ come from from the intestines and stomach?

Therefore, one day, Yan Slave must complete the body tempering, otherwise he will always be stuck at the qi and blood rush level.

At this time, the bright moon was already high in the sky, and it had just arrived at Haishi.

The night wind blew the bonfire, and a few crows occasionally sounded in the wilderness.

Yan Nu was extremely focused when he was doing his work. He was twisting his stomach and intestines and seriously attacking the third Yuan Tempering Body.

Shen Leling and Feng Laogui watched nervously, protecting him.

Suddenly, there was a sound of crying and howling in the distance, mixed human voices, and the movement became louder and louder.

Feng Junyou looked around and saw an evil spirit rising, as if there were corpses everywhere.

Looking in the direction, we saw the peaceful little village we passed before.

"What happened?" Huang Banyun asked in shock.

Yan Nu also raised his head. Of course, they could not see the evil spirit, but could only vaguely hear the miserable cry.

Shen Leling immediately said: "Nothing, Yan Nu, you focus on tempering the body! Leave the rest to me."

Yan Nu almost interrupted the body tempering, but Shen Leling knew that he was at the critical moment and didn't want his previous efforts to be wasted.

Now that the evil spirit is rising in the distance, something big must have happened, maybe there are enemies chasing him.

At this time, it is definitely more important to stabilize the quenching body of the Yan slave.

Shen Leling took Feng Junyou away and whispered, "Do you feel the monk?"

"No, maybe it's a disaster caused by weapons in the world?" Feng Junyou observed carefully and found no mana fluctuations.

"Could it be that bandits massacred the village? We can't let Yan Nu know about this." Shen Leling frowned, not wanting to create any complications.

If Yan Nu knew about this, he would probably leave his tempering body behind immediately and rush over.

Feng Junyou said quietly: "If he knew afterwards that you watched this village perish and didn't tell him, he would definitely blame you in his heart."

"Hmph... it's none of my business!" Shen Leling said coldly: "You stay here to protect the law. I'll go over and see what's going on."

There was a river next to her. She merged into the water with a splash, and swam quickly towards the village using the technique of water walking.

Feng Junyou rolled his eyes, floated to a height of three feet, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked into the distance.

But as he looked at it, his face became a little solemn, because the evil aura gradually dissipated.

This is unreasonable. Evil energy comes out due to various evil and ominous things. Its characteristic is that it condenses and does not disperse, lingering for a long time, like a chronic disease.

To say that a place is extremely evil must mean that it has been there for a long time. If it dissipates all of a sudden, then not only cannot it be called a place of evil, but it should be called a place where evil is eliminated.

"Could it be the water girl's method that resolved the evil spirit?"

"No, there is no need for her to waste her mana, let alone resolve it so quickly."

Feng Junyou was very surprised, but there was nothing he could do. He could only stay by Yan Nu's side and keep watching.

Huang Banyun suggested: "How about I go take a look?"

Feng Junyou pouted: "You can pull her down. Even if there is any trouble, Shui Nu has no other abilities, but she still has the ability to escape, so don't cause trouble."

As he was talking, the crying didn't stop, and it was getting closer and closer.

Soon Huang Banyun saw a group of villagers running towards them in a hurry, including men and women, holding children in their arms, looking in a state of confusion.

There were more than a dozen riders chasing behind them. The riders were dressed in various shapes and were fierce and arrogant. They looked like horse thieves.

They caught up, swung their hooks and ropes, and grabbed the villagers.

The iron hooks pierced the shoulders of several women, and with a strong tug, the villagers were dragged to the ground crying.

Seeing this, Feng Junyou raised the stone wall without saying a word, completely covering Yan Nu from bottom to top, sealing him in a stone chamber.

In order to prevent Yan Nu from being attracted by this tragic situation and interrupting his cultivation.

At the same time, Huang Banyun's eyes were about to burst, and he roared: "You are not a son of man!"

He mounted his horse and crossed his spear, rushing to save people.

When the horse thieves saw Feng Junyou casting spells from a distance, he looked like a ghost, and their expressions changed: "Ah... there's a ghost, let's go quickly!"

They dragged several women and children and turned the horses' heads, but Huang Banyun could not let them go and chased them on horseback.

Seeing Huang Banyun chasing further and further away, Feng Junyou seemed to finally realize something and shouted: "Don't chase! Come back!"

However, the women and children were all dragged to the ground. The misery was beyond words, and they were wailing for help from him. However, Huang Banyun didn't listen to the old ghost's words, and he quickly followed them and disappeared.

Feng Junyou narrowed his eyes and glanced at the embarrassed villagers who had brought the old and the young in front of him. He suddenly pulled out his ghost sword and slashed towards them.

"Spare your life!"

"No wow!"

The villagers were frightened. Some collapsed on the ground, some knelt down and begged for mercy, and some turned around and protected the children with their bodies.

There were tears in their eyes, their expressions were frightened and helpless, and they experienced all kinds of feelings and situations at the same time.

Feng Junyou's ghost sword stopped abruptly, his eyes showed confusion, and he doubted himself a little.

He would never kill a mortal, for fear of making the wrong cut this time.

And just at this hesitation, the mother who turned around and bent down to protect her child suddenly turned around and threw the child in her arms at Feng Junyou.

At the same time, the other villagers swooped in like lightning, rushing towards Feng Junyou from all directions.

"Phew!" Feng Junyou's expression changed and he hurriedly swung his sword again, but this time it was a little late.

Although he still chopped off the children who were thrown at him with one sword, and blew several people away with a burst of ghost energy, one villager still managed to catch him.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

"Uhhhhhh!"

Feng Junyou's ghost body was like bloody pork on a red-hot iron plate.

Smoke erupted, and the ground it touched melted instantly.

He was originally damaged, and this moment was even more painful.

With a backhand sword, he chopped off the villagers who were approaching him. Feng Junyou floated backwards, with his back against the stone room, his whole body flickering.

Looking at the villagers who were chopped into pieces by him, they threw themselves on the ground and turned back to their original forms. They turned out to be paper-cut people.

There are also dense runes painted on the paper, which can cause huge damage to his ghost body.

"Rat... get out of here!" Feng Junyou shouted angrily.

From the cries and evil spirits coming from the direction of the village, to the horse thieves chasing the villagers, there was a secret plan by someone just to separate them.

No wonder the evil spirit dissipated quickly. It turned out to be rootless duckweed and sourceless water. It was probably caused by the large amount of evil energy collected in the past being released all at once.

There were also those horse thieves and villagers, and he felt a little less like a living person.

But it's just a little feeling. Everything is disguised too much. The other party's paper tying technique is superb, and the method of condensing Qi is even more amazing. Feng Laogui is good at sensing Qi, but he waits for the other party to figure it out before he uses the paper. Mana can be felt in people, but as for the monks behind the scenes, no trace has been found yet!

Dekui was already alert because he was being chased. If he were in his usual idle state, he might have been tricked to death.

"Aren't you here? Just sent some paper figures?" Feng Junyou was alert to his surroundings.

Suddenly he raised his head and his pupils shrank.

I saw a flock of large birds hovering just above my head. They were silent and staring down.

Behind one of the big birds, there sat a boy holding a stick, wearing yellow clothes, with red lips and white teeth.

Without blinking, he had already sprinkled the sky with yellow paper.

These yellow papers were rushing towards the old ghost.

Feng Junyou had nowhere to escape, and his copper deed was still with Yan Nu, protecting him in the stone chamber.

He could only move about two feet around the stone chamber, but the yellow paper was densely packed, falling like snowflakes.

"Drive away!" Feng Junyou said nothing and directly used his trump card.

His whole body was covered with a layer of black. He pointed at a piece of yellow paper that had floated in front of him and resisted the damage.

In an instant, the sky was filled with yellow paper, rising up against the current, and following the original trajectory, they all floated back.

All the yellow paper gathered in the palm of the boy in yellow, and the boy seemed to have been counterattacked, and fell stiffly from the bird with a muffled groan.

The night wind made the boy sway unsteadily, and when he fell to the ground, he turned out to be a paper man.

However, the cane he was holding was actually a magic weapon. When it lit up slightly, the boy immediately stood up. The original paper-like texture suddenly became as soft and soft as a living person.

"The magical power of the earth evil spirit!" The little boy holding the staff did not move his mouth and let out an exclamation. It turned out to be the voice of an old man.

There was also envy in his tone, as if an unlucky person saw a lucky person.

"In the stage of spiritual consciousness... you are not the owner of that old dog, are you? Don't you dare to show your face? Are you afraid of being ugly?" Feng Junyou spoke unforgivingly, but felt extremely stressed in his heart.

A low-end spiritual puppet like a paper man will not have the ability to cast spells independently, but just now in the sky, the paper boy used the spell-repelling technique.

This technique of borrowing objects to cast spells is very clever. You must at least be at the stage of spiritual consciousness and spend a lot of time studying spells.

This will cause trouble. The enemy is in the dark and you are in the open. Others can be in an invincible position, but you can only take advantage of them.

Shen Leling was fine, but he was lured away. He was a restrained old ghost who wanted to protect the Yan slaves. He was also seriously injured by a wave of tricks, so he couldn't be an opponent at all.

"I am a poor Taoist from Yimeng Mountain. I have practiced Taoism for seventy years and have no grievances or enmities with you. You evil spirits actually killed my beloved dog and taught it to have no body left. How cruel! You also took away my magic weapon. How audacious!" Behind the scenes! "Monk," said the boy who borrowed the paper.

His tone was righteous and awe-inspiring, possessing a certain power.

Feng Junyou laughed loudly: "Oolong is just a man-eating vicious dog, and you have the nerve to take revenge?"

"Oh, I understand, you want to get the demon bone and the dog collar back, right?"

Any piece of jade bone is a rare material, and the collar obtained from Wulong last time is also a fine magic weapon. This person is probably here for this.

"Humph, you evil spirits will die!" The Yimeng Mountain people stopped talking nonsense and saw the paper boy waving his cane, and a large piece of thick yellow paper flew out from his hand.

At the same time, the boy spit out a barrage of copper pellets from his mouth.

These copper pellets are extremely fast, powerful, and have runes drawn on them.

Feng Junyou was pierced by a copper pill, and an irrecoverable crater immediately appeared on his body.

The copper pill even hit the stone room where Yan Nu was retreating behind him heavily, blasting out a hole... no, two holes!

It penetrated the front of the stone chamber, emerged from the back wall, and then flew more than ten feet away before being deeply embedded in a tree.

"Hiss..." Feng Junyou's ghost body flickered, but the copper pills were still firing continuously.

He quickly used the expulsion magical power again, and all the copper pills flew back in an instant and poured into the boy's mouth.

"Gurgling..."

The boy twitched wildly, and dozens of copper pills were swallowed back at once, crowded in his mouth, and instantly exploded into pieces of paper.

"How can a mere lay cultivator pretend to be an authentic Taoist disciple?" Feng Junyou smiled.

It doesn't matter if the opponent's cultivation and realm are overwhelming him. No matter how powerful this spell is, as long as it touches him and drives him away with one move, it will flow back.

The enemy will also suffer magical backlash. Now, after only two backlashes, the paper boy collapsed.

As for the remaining ghost-suppressing talisman flying in the air, Feng Junyou gave a casual order and raised a stone wall to block it.

The yellow paper talisman circled around the stone wall and came out of nowhere. Feng Junyou leaned against the stone wall. Like a closed door, the rocks on both sides protruded and surrounded him.

The talisman couldn't break through and quickly fell to the ground.

"Come out with your real body. You can't beat me with a paper man!" Feng Junyou leaned out and felt a wave of mana above his head.

Unexpectedly, the opponent fired not two moves at once, but three!

Hundreds of large birds were circling in the sky, and hundreds of them swooped down like a suicidal charge.

Feng Junyou's pupils shrank, and he suddenly came to the top of the stone chamber, holding up a ghost energy shield, and at the same time, rocks stood up.

"boom!"

The huge explosion instantly cracked the rocks, dust flew into the sky, and all the layers of stone walls were blown apart.

The scene was in a mess, with astonishing mana fluctuations, at least three hundred mana explosions...

And there are four hundred of these big birds circling in the sky.

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p.s: Sorry.