Volume 1 Qiankun Introduction Chapter 32 The Transformation of Heaven and Earth (Introduction, Text)
"What do you mean?"
Huanglong Daoist frowned and said,
"Naturally, I don't want to admit defeat, I just don't want to fight. ”
"Senior brother, you don't want to let me go?
Afraid that Liusun would not reply to his words, he only raised his eyes and asked,
"Are you scared?"
Afraid of Liusun's eyes narrowed slightly, and shot out two rays of fine light, hitting the face of the Huanglong Daoist.
The Huanglong Daoist gave him this poisonous snake-like cold gaze, and his face was numb.
"It's not 、、、 fear, it's just ......"
Huanglong Dao was not very neat when he spoke, and he was affected by this gaze for a while.
In the distance, the Taiyi Dao people on the stage saw this and their hearts moved, and the secret technique of the secret path made the furnace perfect.
"Then don't say more!"
"Look at the move!"
Afraid of leaving his grandson's figure, he suddenly came to the front of the Huanglong Daoist.
The red light in the hand of the fearful Liusun loomed, and the hand was claw-shaped, grasping directly in front of him.
At first glance, many viewers only heard a stabbing sound in the air, and the sound of breaking the air was particularly harsh.
When everyone looked at it for the second time, there was only a red light in the entire field, and there was no fear of leaving a grandson.
The senior brothers were slightly shocked, only to feel that this person's style was completely different from that of the previous senior brothers.
The size of the power of the move is not clear, but just a quick word makes people dare not underestimate it.
Even the two strongest Fuxian Daoists before, the speed was not much higher. At least the figure is still visible.
And now, it's a gray figure and red light.
Halfway through the Huanglong Daoist's words, he saw a flash of red light, and a strong wind rushed in front of him.
Huanglong Dao was shocked in his heart, and he didn't dare to think about it, so he turned around and pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist and held it in his hand, his right hand waved the sword again and again to block, and the fingers of his left hand flew over, pinching the trick and pinching the starting style.
A move, done in one go, makes people applaud and can't help but be amazed.
"Bang!"
A huge force came from the sword, and the arm of the Huanglong Daoist was shocked by the huge force, and he couldn't grasp it for a while, and the tiger's mouth was numb.
The palms of his hands were red, and the rolling heat wave hovered over them, and the red light was charming to his eyes.
The right hand of the Huanglong Daoist holding the hilt of the sword was invaded by the red immortal qi, and it became more and more difficult to grasp the hilt, and the sword moves gradually decayed.
Seeing that the opportunity was wrong, the Huanglong Dao people had to endure the pain and push forward with their palms, abandon their swords and walk back, and pretended to shout,
"Senior brother, look at the sword!"
Before the sword was drawn, the Huanglong Daoist pinched the trick with his right hand and cast the flash trick.
Afraid of leaving Sun to beat back the Huanglong Daoist with his two palms, he was about to pursue, but suddenly saw the sword light flying out of thin air, shining brightly, so he hurriedly palmed his hand to block the sword light.
I'm afraid that the Huanglong Daoist also imitated the set of extreme moves of the Fuxian Daoist, and he can't eat this sword light.
Afraid of leaving his grandson, he didn't dare to hold it up, so he had to block the sword light with all his might.
Afraid of leaving his grandson to prop his hands forward, the huge force rushed out, thousands of horses together, unstoppable, swallowing mountains and rivers.
This style is called the Ben Lei style, and the name takes its meaning, and it is bound to be Ben Lei.
Unexpectedly, when his palm touched the sword body, he suddenly felt that his sword was soft and weak, which was quite wrong.
There is only a brute force, and there is no half of the immortal sword qi to speak of!
Afraid of leaving his grandson's face darkened, he said angrily,
"Is the junior brother playing the senior brother?"
Afraid of Liusun's arms, the sword body was shattered inch by inch, and the broken inch by inch sword body was cracked and then shattered again, repeatedly, the sword body was shattered several times, and then turned into powder and dissipated in the air.
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what to say.
Although this long sword is not a wonderful treasure like the Wu Hook Double Sword, for most of the juniors and disciples in the field, it is also a long sword of the same rank that may not be exchanged for all their net worth.
Afraid of Liusun's pair of fleshy palms waving and flying, he turned this thing into powder in an instant, isn't it overbearing and abnormal?
This is simply a weapon, if it is a human body, how can it bear it?
After taking a closer look at the seat, Manjushri nodded and said,
"I haven't seen him for a few years, and the opening of the heavens that I am afraid of leaving my brother Sun is becoming more and more terrifying. ”
"If it's really a hidden dragon, it's a thing in the pool. The avenue can be expected. ”
Lingbao Archmage looked back and wondered,
"How did you get acquainted with this fearful grandson? I knew you a thousand years ago, but I didn't know about it. ”
Manjushri shook his head and said,
"Senior brother has been out for more than a thousand years, but I only stayed in the meditation to cultivate. ”
"Once I went to consult the classics, I happened to meet the senior brother who was afraid of staying behind, and I found that this junior brother was not like ordinary bones, and there was an extraordinary aura hidden in his body. ”
So he gave him a few ways to open the heavens, so as to conclude cause and effect with it. Perhaps, this person may have a chance to achieve perfection. ”
Manjushri smiled and preached to Archmage Lingbao.
"Perfection?"
Lingbao Archmage smiled and said,
"Haha, you and I are still far away, so it's better not to expect anything from your junior brother. ”
Manjushri smiled silently.
Regardless of anything else, just talking about the world's unparalleled Five Elements Xuanxuan Technique, which is afraid of leaving behind grandchildren, is enough to be used as a bargaining chip to tie up this cause and effect. Manjushri said silently.
After the Huanglong Daoren's personal sword was smashed in the field, he looked at it and saw that the Huanglong Daoist had stopped in a corner at some point.
The difference from before is that the flying sword hanging from the waist is gone, and the scabbard is left empty to wear.
"Senior brother!"
The Huanglong Daoist shouted at the fear of leaving his grandson far away,
"If I don't want to fight, I don't want to fight, what do you have to fight for?"
Afraid of Liusun, he raised his head and sneered twice when he heard this, and shouted back from afar,
"Why didn't you say anything when you deceived me some time ago?"
"At that time, when he lied to me, he was like a lotus flower. Why is it no longer like that?"
"This ......"
The Huanglong Dao people were stunned and speechless.
At that time, I just wanted to find an excuse to politely refuse, so I gave birth to such a lie.
Now I am afraid that Liusun will use this as an excuse, but it is better for the Huanglong Dao people to not know how to deal with it.
"To fight or not to fight?"
Fear Liusun asked.
Huanglong Daoist did not hesitate, shook his head and said,
"Don't fight!"
"Good!"
Afraid of leaving Sun angry, he laughed back.
"I'm going to have you fight this today!"
"Huanglong Daoist said that he would not fight, so he didn't say anything!"
The Huanglong Daoist touched the palm of his hand, and there was an extra scroll of talisman seals in his hand.
The talisman is crystal clear, brilliant, and extraordinary.
The spirits of the senior brothers were lifted, and the secret words in their hearts were rare.
The disciples of the older generation all knew that the Dao technique of the Huanglong Daoist who was promoted to the Heavenly Immortal level and became a senior brother-level disciple was the Fu Seal.
At that time, Huanglong Dao was a first-class Fu Seal master.
There are many low-level disciples or Taoist friends under the mountain who come to ask for talismans, and they have a majestic atmosphere back then.
It's just that the later Huanglong Dao people gradually closed their hands, and everyone didn't know why. But as he gradually lived in seclusion and did not ask about the world, there was no way to verify.
Today, when I saw him repeating this technique, they all watched it intently. Don't want to miss out.
Only the Huanglong Dao people themselves know the reason.
Since ancient times, when it comes to Taoism, the deeper it is used, the deeper it will fall.
Since the people of the Yellow Dragon Dao felt that they were incompatible with this talisman, they felt more and more that this Dao could not last long, so they had to stop in time, unwilling to explore this Dao more deeply. Read all over the Taoist Tibet, trying to broaden the way of the Tao and seek the path to liberation.
Today, the flying sword of the Huanglong Daoist has come out, and when he sees that he has no skill, he has to regain this technique when he is unwilling.
Afraid of Liusun seeing this scroll of brilliant treasures, he smiled,
"What, is the junior brother going to make up his mind to fight?"
Huanglong Daoist shook his head and said,
"I just want to tell everyone with Taoism that if I don't fight, I won't fight. There is no compulsion to say it. ”
Afraid of Liusun's face sank, and snorted coldly,
"I want to see how powerful your technique is!"
As he spoke, he felt a sense of murder and a chill.
As soon as Huanglong Dao's heart moved, he saw that the figure in the distance in front of him disappeared for a moment.
"Great Divine Practice!"
Huanglong Dao knew that something was wrong, and pinched out a yellow talisman and crushed it.
"Kill!"
The ghostly figure of the Fear of Liusun sounded from behind the Huanglong Dao people.
Most of the people on the field only listened to him, but did not see him.
Only a few senior brothers with higher Dao Rank saw a black light flickering, and somehow, they suddenly reached the top of the back of the Huanglong Daoist.
The claws of the black shadow turned by the fear of leaving Sun are extremely sharp, the black gas is rich, the nails are about a foot long, and the black light is circulating, seeping into the person abnormally.
Lingbao Archmage shook his head and sighed,
"This incomparably strange Xuan Xuan Technique coupled with the powerful Heaven Opening Palm is simply like a tiger with wings, dangerous and ruthless!"
This is almost comparable to the Taoist people and the Taoist cultivation of the two of them. ”
Fear of leaving a grandson's claws intertwined, paw prints heavy. Find the Huanglong Daoist and catch it in the heart.
If he had been at the foot of the mountain, he would have grabbed him by the back of the head. But the brothers and sisters only hurt their bodies, not their lives.
"Snort" twice.
Afraid of leaving his grandson's "big killing" second grab, he grabbed it on his robe.
Afraid of Liusun's face suddenly turned stunned, his hand was empty, and he grabbed it empty.
The body of this Huanglong Dao man turned out to be just a shadow?
Afraid of leaving Sun's claws, he hurriedly retracted, turned around, and hurriedly turned around and looked around.
After a few glances, I saw the figure of a gray-robed Taoist gradually appear from the wall.
"Hide!"
A talisman seal in the hand of the Huanglong Daoist gradually dissipated.
Afraid of Liusun, he threw himself into the air, his anger was furious, and his muscles were violent.
Without saying a word, I saw a figure flickering, and another white light appeared.
Huanglong Daoren's face remained unchanged, and with a pinch in his hand, another talisman disappeared.
A moment later, a white light appeared from the side of the wall, and the palm wind gusted, and the qi was like a rainbow.
"Shattered!"
A green light swam through the field.
The Huanglong Daoist crushed a talisman seal.
Afraid of leaving his grandson, he pounced.
"Killing!"
A purple light appeared in the field.
The Huanglong Daoist crushed a talisman seal.
Afraid of leaving his grandson's moves empty.
"Desperate!"
A blue light flashed in the field.
The Huanglong Daoist crushed a talisman seal.
Afraid of leaving his grandson to find the enemy in vain.
..............
..............
The Huanglong Daoist crushed one talisman after another.
These pieces of his hard work have been exhausted one by one.
Huanglong Daoren's face remained unchanged, and he calmly cast spells.
Perhaps, these are nothing to a Taoist who is proficient in this way.
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"Arin?"
"What the hell are you stinky Taoist priests, how can he 、、、、?"
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"I'm afraid of staying with Senior Brother Sun!"
"Aren't you going to let it go? You're angry enough. ”
"The junior brother knows the mistake!"
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"Arin?"
"You see he's really unconscious!"
"This ...... It shouldn't be like this!"
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Between the fighting methods of the Huanglong Dao people, they tossed and turned, dodging several killing moves that were afraid of leaving their grandsons.
It's just that, for some reason, there is an extra voice in his head, as if it is all in front of him.
At the same time, he felt that the light of the talisman in his hand was gradually becoming psychedelic, like a dream.
Heaven and earth seem to be up in an instant.
The people in front of him seemed to be twisted all of a sudden, the long ones were twisted into circles, and the round fighting fields were transformed into growth.
The sky is spinning, the fluorescence in front of him is flashing, and the ground under his feet is shaking.
Everything in front of the eyes of the Huanglong Dao people seemed to become psychedelic, distorted, distorted, distorted, distorted, distorted, distorted, distorted........
.............
What is this, what?
He muttered to himself.
No one answered him.
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He felt as if he had suddenly flown out of his body.
Just now, for some reason, I was watching the half-life of a man named Huanglong Dao.
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Everything in front of me is like a huge bubble, in the air, in the heart, in the mind.
Shattered.
Bang, bang, bang.
Everything in front of you is just a delusion?!
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After a long, long time,
A voice in my heart called, asking:
What is 、、、、 Yellow Dragon?
What is 、、、、 Arin?
His vision was a blur.
No one responded.
It was as if he had fallen into an endless abyss.