Chapter 85: The Xuanyin Sutra
Chapter 85: The Xuanyin Sutra
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Seeing that his right hand was scorched black by the flames, stinging, Han Cheng's face couldn't hide the horror on his face. He roared in horror: "Yin God Realm! How can there be a Yin God Realm monk in the Northeast? This is impossible?"
"How is it impossible, aren't you also in the Yin God Realm?" Gao Fei replied.
Han Cheng was speechless for a while. Although it is true that he himself is in the Yin God Realm, it is only because he feels that his qualifications are limited, and there is no hope of breaking through the Yang God Realm in this life. Only then did he give up the way of cultivating immortals, integrate into the mortal world, and enjoy the endless glory and wealth of the world.
The reason why Han Cheng chose to come to the Northeast to settle down is because this was originally his hometown, and his eldest brother was the overlord here. Twenty because there are very few monks in the northeast, and there are very few powerhouses in the Yin God Realm. After he came to the Northeast, it can be said that the tiger returned to the mountain and the dragon entered the sea. Here he is the top powerhouse, unmatched.
But I never expected that the originally foolproof plan still went wrong. A kid who suddenly appeared out of nowhere would be upset for the Bafang Society, and the most important thing was that he was still in the Yin God Realm, which was comparable to Han Cheng's cultivation.
Han Cheng's white face was bruised, and he said angrily: "Don't you feel ashamed that a dignified Yin God cultivator actually worked for mortals." ”
"NO, NO, NO. I'm going to see the unevenness of the road and draw a knife to help. Goofy replied with a sense of righteousness.
Seeing that Gao Fei said so righteously, Han Cheng gritted his teeth with hatred. I thought: Pull out a knife to help, and a fool will believe your nonsense. Although there are quite a few sects in the Xiuzhen Realm that claim to be famous and upright, the premise for them to uphold justice is only carried out when their interests are threatened. Even if there are a few free people who do the right thing for heaven occasionally, they do it casually when they are in a good mood one day.
Cultivating a discipline is to change one's life against the heavens, to take over the heavens and the earth and to merge all things into oneself, which is itself full of selfishness and toughness. How could a monk cultivated by this robber theory be full of righteousness and fearless dedication.
It is not easy to cultivate, and it is even more difficult to cultivate to the Yin God realm. Therefore, if the monks above the Yin God did not encounter mortal enemies, they would not fight to the death. After some temptation just now, Han Chengcheng felt that Gao Fei's strength was not below him, but even better than himself. So he planned to talk to the other party once.
"Dao friendly means, fellow cultivators, why fight to the death because of mortal things, it will only ruin each other's harmony. As long as the Taoist friends agree to ignore the affairs of the Eight Directions, the poor Dao is willing to give it a heavy reward. ”
Seeing Han Cheng's compromise, Gao Fei disdained. He knew that although Gao Fei was in the early stage of the Yin God with him, his strength was several times that of him. In the test just now, Gao Fei didn't even show half of his strength. So he said mockingly: "As long as you die, isn't your entire worth mine? ”
"You ....." Gao Fei's words topped Han Cheng was furious. He didn't expect Gao Fei to be soft and hard, and he had to go against himself.
Having said this, Han Cheng knew that this battle was inevitable, so he calmed down and entered a state of alert with his whole body.
Seeing Han Cheng's fighting state, Gao Fei also put away his contempt. The opponents he had encountered before were either much weaker than him and could be destroyed at will. Either they are stronger than themselves, and they will succeed by some skill and luck, and they have never met an opponent with comparable cultivation. It's just the right time to hone your strength through this battle.
The two of them faced each other for half a moment, and neither of them made a move. Finally, Han Cheng couldn't bear it anymore, his hands were raised, and he was black, and he attacked Gao Fei, still the same as before, but this time it was a double claw, a fierce tiger in the lower mountains, and it was violent. It is several points stronger than the previous single claw, and it seems that Han Cheng has also retained his strength before.
The exercises practiced by Han Cheng are called the Xuanyin True Sutra. One move and one style are filled with black gas, and the evil spirit is full. It was passed down by the wild Taoist priest who kidnapped him back then. Although the name of the exercise is domineering, it is an unpopular exercise, and cultivating to the top is only the Yin God realm.
Han Cheng's master's qualifications were too poor, and he didn't cultivate to the top level in his life, and there was no hope of breaking through the Yin God, and he could only end up with hatred in the end. But Han Cheng's qualifications are not bad, coupled with a small opportunity, he finally broke through and succeeded and became a Yin God powerhouse.
Han Cheng's pair of ghost claws were like black iron casting, extremely hard and extremely sharp. The dancing was vigorous, and the pitch-black true qi overflowed, covering a radius of several meters, and it even had the effect of confusing the enemy and taking it by surprise.
Gao Fei was testing his strength this time, so he didn't use spells at the beginning, and only relied on his own body and speed to dodge and resist back and forth.
Han Cheng could never have imagined that at this critical juncture, the other party actually didn't do his best, but just used him as a test stone to test himself. If he knew Goofy's thoughts, he would definitely vomit three liters of blood and scold.
Although the Xuanyin True Scripture was just an inaccessible exercise, Han Cheng had been immersed in it for decades after all. One move and one style have long been memorized, studied deeply, and the power exerted has far exceeded imagination.
But no matter how strong it is, it's just a non-streamed exercise, which is compared to the spells and strengthened physiques cultivated by the upper system. After more than a dozen rounds of fighting with Han, Gao Fei secretly shook his head, and sure enough, he had to find an opponent with the same strength as him to hone himself.
Although Han Cheng and him were both in the early stage of the Yin God, the gap in real strength was very different, and they were not at the same level at all.
Now that Han Cheng has lost his role, Gao Fei also plans to keep his hand and prepare to send him back to the West. So he swung Han Cheng's claws with a punch, opened up some distance, and a blazing fireball threw towards him.
The fireball was coming, and Han Cheng was startled. He had seen the power of the fireball before, and he had suffered a secret loss. At this time, he dared to resist and hurriedly dodged.
One is easy to dodge, and what about two....what about ten? Goofy danced with his hands, and large fireballs poured out like machine guns. The explosion caused the entire office to be filled with flames, smoke, and desolation.
Finally, under the bombardment of Gao Fei's full-screen map coverage, Han Cheng finally couldn't dodge, was hit by two fireballs, and flew out upside down.
Han Cheng, who stood up again, was charred black all over, and his already tattered Dao robe was even more shattered. His face was pale, his mouth was bloody, and he was clearly not lightly injured. But there is no fear of life. At this time, he was surrounded by black qi, looming.
"Protective Strength"