The first form of the cultivation of the Fan Classic, called Xiu Wuwei, I don't know if it is based on his own name, or just a kind of self-deprecation. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the purple mist space, Liu Yihan and Lin Yu both comprehended the Wuwei chapter, so they were extremely confident when they came out, even after knowing that the other party had also comprehended, this confidence would still not decrease in the slightest.

No one knows what they went through inside, they don't know how they felt when they had an epiphany, and naturally they don't understand the source of this confidence.

The Stone of the Heavenly Dao contains thousands of Dao Laws, everyone in front of it, will have their own comprehension, no one will think that the Dao of their own enlightenment will lose to others, and the two who also comprehend the cultivation of the Fan Canon also think that they are unique.

Both look down on each other, squinting at each other, as if they think they are the right ones.

"You may not know that there is another name for cultivating wuwei, which is called cultivating wuwei. Liu Yihan was very puzzled by Lin Yu's mysterious self-confidence, and he said with a chuckle, like looking at an idiot.

"I'm not illiterate, you still need to tell me the words on it?" Lin Yu also regarded the other party as a fool.

Liu Yihan's expression froze, of course, the Xiu Fan Dian in the purple mist space recorded another name for Xiu Wuwei, but he obviously didn't mean this.

"Ignorant boy!" Liu Yi smiled coldly: "Do you think you can win me if you learn a little fur?" Tell you, cultivating Wuwei is changed by Wuwei Daozun according to our Liu family's useless Dafa, otherwise there would be no useless words? Now do you understand, what you are cultivating is just a little bit of my Liu family's exercises, and you are really a frog at the bottom of the well?"

Lin Yu didn't answer, but he couldn't help laughing.

It is quite impolite and humiliating to laugh when someone is talking seriously. And Lin Yu didn't think about it much, he just thought that the other party was very funny, he didn't expect someone to be so thick-skinned, so he naturally laughed.

"Look for death!" Liu Yihan opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows sharply, and roared. He knew that cultivating Wuwei was changed by Dafa without anything, so he naturally thought that only by cultivating Dafa since he was a child could he truly comprehend Wuwei, and he occupied the right time and place, and was actually ridiculed by Lin Yu mercilessly, how could he not be angry.

Anger made Liu Yihan form a strange handprint, after this handprint was finished, the aura in the air centered on him surged like a whirlpool, his palm emitted a faint golden light, and the slender and handsome fingers, like a tall Buddha's hand, were profound and profound, containing the power of heaven and earth.

The name of the mudra is Wuwei Seal, which is the first magic power of Wuwei chapter!

Everyone looked at Liu Yihan in the center of the storm, everyone's hair fluttering, and their robes agitated, with the wind, wanting to attract to the center. The terrifying wind chilled everyone's body and heart, like falling into an ice cellar. This kind of law power no longer seems to be something that a Qi Refining Cultivator should master.

The golden light handprint slowly came with Liu Yihan's anger, and the process was very slow.

Lin Yu didn't dodge, because how could he dodge the magic power of the handprint containing the power of heaven and earth, he wouldn't dodge, if he dodged, Tang Yu behind him, as well as a group of monks, would also bear this terrifying power.

There is a more direct reason, he is not afraid, and his lack of fear stems from self-confidence.

In the same incredulous gaze, Lin Yu quickly formed a handprint that was almost identical to Liu Yihan's.

This process was faster than Liu Yihan's, but no anomaly appeared, and the handprint did not glow with golden light like the other party, but with blue-black smoke, an ordinary color like his natal spirit sword.

The two handprints met in the air, and to the naked eye it looked like Liu Yihan was completely crushing Lin Yu, both in color and size.

The two 10,000-year-old supernatural powers collided with each other, and there was no violent explosion in the center, but they slowly merged together, and the air seemed to freeze.

The ground of the cave seemed to shake in a trance, and then some stones fell from the top of his head, getting bigger and bigger, and someone even jumped on the spot, and a boulder grazed the tip of his nose, and then smashed a deep pit on the ground, so everything was not an illusion.

The crushing situation did not appear, and Lin Yu's handprint looked ordinary, but the energy contained was not much less than Liu Yihan's.

As the two mudras converged, both of them continued to transmit mana, their faces slowly turned pale, and they clenched their teeth, obviously under a lot of pressure.

Suddenly, Liu Yihan was shocked to find that Lin Yu actually sighed softly, and then became as usual with a pale face, as if he was extremely relaxed, and seemed to ...... It was like a pretend.

What made Liu Yihan even more desperate was that Lin Yu actually lowered his hand, and then slowly walked towards him.

The handprints were still in a stalemate in the sky, Liu Yihan was still supporting it with all his might, but Lin Yu seemed to jump out and walked towards him casually.

Liu Yihan's eyes widened, and then he looked at Lin Yu in fear and pulled out a knife, his cold eyes stared at him, but he stayed where he was, unable to move.

The knife is an ordinary knife, but the knife technique is not an ordinary knife technique, it is the knife technique that Lin Yu remembered when he copied the Immortal Dao Tuoxin, and it was the knife technique that Wuwei Daozun imperceptibly engraved in Lin Yu's mind, how ordinary!

A drop of cold sweat slid down from the tip of Liu Yihan's nose to his dry lips, and the saltiness of the moment made his tongue bitter. Incomprehension and unwillingness filled his heart, and then silence.

You can only hear the sound of small stones falling, and if you have a spiritual sense, you can also hear the sound of blood dripping from the knife to the ground.

Lin Yu's knife fell, Liu Yihan forcibly stopped his handprint regardless of the danger of backlash, dodged a knife, and the next moment, Lin Yu easily waved the handle of the knife and stabbed into Liu Yihan's chest.

Liu Yihan fell down with a bang!

"Impossible, impossible......" Liu Yihan trembled and stretched out his right hand, wiping the dampness on his chest, and said unwillingly: "I am a genius, I have cultivated a hundred useless Dafa, my Wuwei Yin is impossible to lose to you, impossible!"

The last words Liu Yihan almost roared, but the sharp knife was taking away his life, and the sound was not loud.

Lin Yu's face was expressionless, and he gently pulled out the knife in Liu Yihan's body, watching the blood gushing out of the other party's body, but he didn't move.

"When you think that cultivating useless exercises originates from the Liu family, you will end up at the bottom and are destined to not win against me. Lin Yu explained: "You don't understand the meaning of the word useless at all, the word useless means useless." ”

This is not a sick sentence, but a long-winded sentence, or nonsense. Lin Yu said that he was vibrating and serious.

"I don't know if you remember the last sentence of the Wuwei chapter, 'Eternal sky, once the wind and moon', this is a Zen saying!" Lin Yu raised the knife into the air and continued: "This sentence is far more useful than the secret book of supernatural powers, you concentrate your strength on the Wuwei Seal, thinking that it is the Supreme Dao, this is not right!"

"The Word is its own, and no matter how weak it may be, it should not be abandoned. That's why I can jump out, I draw my sword, you can only watch!" Lin Yu stared, and there was only decisive intent in his eyes, this was the killing intent had been decided.

"There's no way I'm going to lose...... It's impossible to ......" Liu Yihan's snot and tears came down together, moving his body, wanting to escape, but in Lin Yu's eyes, it was just a squirming. "Please, don't kill me...... I'm from Zhongfu, and you have a lot of magic weapons...... If you kill me, you won't die well, you bastard, you bastard......"

A son of a family, facing death is so ugly, Lin Yu sighed, and he didn't say much, and the knife in his hand fell.

Block——

But the knife did not fall, but fell powerlessly to the ground.

Lin Yu suddenly clutched his chest, his face looked painful, and then he fell to his knees, and he turned his head in shock.

A disciple with an ordinary face and dressed in white walked towards him without hurry.

Then the man pulled out the long sword behind his back, the corners of his mouth raised, and stabbed into the chest of Lin Yu, who had no power to resist.