Luck entry, starting from pretending to be a prince

Chapter 249 The Day of the Rise of Taoism
"This this……"

"This is sorcery!" A Taoist warrior murmured, with a horrified look, as if he had seen a ghost.

Ping Yangzi, in the realm of a master, actually played tricks on the great master Cang Haijun.

This situation completely exceeded everyone's previous expectations.

Before the competition, the warriors present, even the most optimistic, would only think that Pingyangzi could sustain ten moves.

Never thought that Lord Canghai would be so vulnerable in front of Ping Yangzi.

It has completely lost the face of Kun Island and the Grand Master.

No, to be precise, it's not that Cang Haijun is too weak, but that Ping Yangzi's methods are too miraculous, and can even be described as weird.

The corner of Ji Tianci's mouth showed a calm arc, as if the scene in front of him was completely under his control.

"This is the gap between immortal energy and true energy!"

"The difference in quality completely smooths out the difference in realm."

Ji Tianci sighed in his heart.

It is no wonder that in ancient times, Taoism was the head of all schools of thought.

The dominance of immortal qi is simply a blow to reduce dimensionality to warriors from other schools of thought who cultivate true qi.

"Ping Yangzi, that's enough!" Ji Tianci ordered lightly.

Ping Yangzi ended the ancient immortal Fa Senluo Wanxiang.

In an instant, Canghaijun noticed that the scene in front of him had changed again.

The Ping Yangzi in front of him turned into a statue of the Taoist monarch in the main hall.

The surrounding Taoist warriors whispered and pointed around him.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Canghai didn't know that he had been trapped in Pingyangzi's illusion just now.

"Double Illusion!"

Cang Haijun muttered in his mouth, his face kept changing, shocked, unwilling... Finally, it turned into a deep wry smile.

"I lost!"

"Fellow Daoist Pingyangzi, I admire your accomplishments in the ancient immortal arts."

Mr. Canghai can be regarded as a highly respected person in Taoism, and he still can't do shameless things like playing a rascal.

After realizing that he was missing a move, he decisively admitted defeat, showing his gentlemanly demeanor.

Seeing Lord Canghai admit defeat, the unwillingness in Ping Yangzi's heart was completely released.

"Mr. Canghai, I am not far superior to you in terms of attainments in the ancient immortal arts."

Cang Haijun was taken aback by Ping Yangzi's reply, and then a look of anger appeared on his face.

"Ping Yangzi, if you win, you win, why bother to mock me?"

"I am well aware of the gap between you and me in attainment of ancient immortal arts."

"The gap is so big, it's like a chasm!"

Mr. Canghai shook his head, like a rattle.

Ping Yangzi explained in a slow manner: "Mr. Canghai, the poor way can win because of the poor way..."

"Using immortal energy!"

After finishing speaking, Ping Yangzi stretched his right hand and began to practice the exercises.

Immortal energy circulated in the palm of his hand.

Immortal!

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In the main hall, hundreds of Taoist masters all looked at Ping Yangzi.

Immortal spirit, what a dreamy word.

Isn't the Taoist pursuit for thousands of years just to cultivate the immortal energy again?
Everyone stared at Ping Yangzi with scorching heat and shock.

The gaze in the eyes can almost be described as frenzy and madness.

"Friend Daoist...you...you...have you cultivated immortal energy?" Cang Haijun's voice was trembling, as if he couldn't even control his voice, "How did you cultivate it?"

Seeing the fanaticism, trembling and excitement of all the people present, Ping Yangzi acted very calm.

He was long past the moment of shock.

Now, all he has left is admiration for Ji Tianci.

Ping Yangzi clasped his hands together, and said calmly to everyone: "To tell you the truth, the poor Taoist can cultivate immortal energy, all thanks to His Highness's gift."

After all, Cang Haijun and the others noticed Ji Tianci among the group of Han Shan Guan.

"Could it be that Your Excellency is...His Highness the Prince of Wu!" Cang Haijun asked tentatively.

"It's Gu." Ji Tianci nodded.

"Then fellow Taoist Pingyangzi, is what you said true?" Cang Haijun asked immediately.

"Of course it's true."

"Not only Daoist Pingyangzi, but in the Hanshan Temple, there are already more than a hundred warriors who have cultivated immortal energy."

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In the main hall, there was a sudden sound of gasping for air.

One after another, incessantly.

Hundreds of people in Hanshan Temple have cultivated immortal energy, what does this mean?
This means that cultivating immortal energy does not depend on the talent of individual people.

This means that cultivating immortal energy can be promoted on a large scale.

This means that as long as they master this secret, they can also cultivate immortal energy.

The eyes of everyone looking at Ji Tianci were as hot as the sun in the sky, like magma erupting from a volcano, as if they were about to melt Ji Tianci.

Cang Haijun suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked Ji Tianci.

"Your Highness, can Your Highness tell me the secret of cultivating immortal energy?"

"Pindao knew about this matter, it was a merciless request, but... this secret is too important for us Taoists."

"If Your Highness is willing to share the secret, on behalf of Kun Island and the Taoist School, I can fully support His Highness, and I will go through fire and water without hesitation."

"I think other fellow Taoists have the same idea."

"Exactly! Exactly!"

In the main hall, echoing voices came and went.

Seeing that the Taoists are so knowledgeable about current affairs, Ji Tianci nodded slightly, with a faint smile on his face.

"Don't worry Cang Haijun, even if you didn't ask, you came here alone to share this secret with everyone."

As soon as Ji Tianci finished speaking, everyone pricked up their ears, listening to the secret that Ji Tianci said.

"The secret is actually very simple, it is this spiritual fruit in the lonely hand."

After finishing speaking, Ji Tianci flipped his right hand and took out the feather fruit.

"This spiritual fruit is..." Cang Haijun frowned.

Their Kun Island has a long heritage, and their understanding of spiritual fruits and spiritual plants is not inferior to that of Shennong.

But he didn't recognize the spiritual fruit in Ji Tianci's hand.

Ji Tianci said eloquently: "This spiritual fruit, named Yuhua fruit, has the magical effect of absorbing spiritual energy."

"After the warrior refines the Yuhua fruit, the Yuhua fruit is equivalent to the second dantian, assisting the warrior to absorb the aura in the void."

"With spiritual energy, how to cultivate immortal energy, I think it should not be difficult for all of you."

The voice fell, and there was an uproar.

The Taoist warriors present all showed expressions of horror.

In the world, is there such a miraculous spiritual fruit?
"Mr. Canghai, if you don't believe me, you can refine this feathered fruit in front of everyone." Ji Tianci gave the feathered fruit to Lord Canghai.

Cang Haijun nodded, with a serious expression on his face.

Regardless of whether what Ji Tianci said was true or not, he had to experience it himself.

It is too important for Taoists to re-cultivate immortal energy.

Cang Haijun sat down cross-legged under the expectant eyes of everyone, and followed Ji Tianci's instructions to refine the Yuhua fruit.

After a quarter of an hour.

Cang Haijun refined the Yuhua fruit, and felt that the Yuhua fruit merged with himself, as if there was an extra organ in his body.

The most important thing is that the Yuhua fruit is absorbing the spiritual energy in the void.

Ji Tianci, what he said was true!

Cang Haijun was excited, all the cells in his body trembled because of the excitement.

Cang Haijun suppressed the excitement and excitement in his heart, and practiced the exercises.

The kung fu inherited from Kundao is the top Taoist inheritance "Rigorous Flying Wings Art". When practiced to great success, one can become a great roc and soar up ninety thousand miles.

The spiritual energy was ingested from the spiritual fruit by Mr. Cang Hai, and poured into his dantian.

"Sure enough, what His Royal Highness said is correct, this feathered fruit is equivalent to the second dantian of a warrior."

"The spiritual energy between heaven and earth is thin and we warriors cannot breathe it in, but the Feathering Fruit can."

"With spiritual energy and immortal energy cultivated, you will no longer be like a flower in the moon mirror!"

A moment later, a ray of immortal energy flowed in his dantian.

Dense like a dream!

Immortal!

He has cultivated immortal energy!
Their Taoist march of suffering is finally over.

Thinking of this, Mr. Cang Hai couldn't control the excitement in his heart anymore, he opened his eyes suddenly, and there were crystal tears rolling in the eye sockets.

Everyone noticed Cang Haijun's strangeness and couldn't wait to ask.

"Mr. Canghai, have you cultivated your immortal energy yet?"

Cang Haijun looked around, responded to everyone's expectant eyes, and said in a loud voice.

"Everyone, the day for the rise of our Taoism has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)