Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

Chapter 442: Fighting

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"Zhenren Xu, I'm offended."

Master Dingyang took a deep breath, flicked the jade Ruyi in his hand, and golden light suddenly appeared. The extremely masculine and pure golden light, like a giant sword, illuminated the dark night.

Xu Junming opened his palm, and a grain of yellow rice flew out. Under the stimulation of magic power, the yellow rice that was originally only the size of a peanut expanded instantly, and in the blink of an eye it became thousands of meters tall. Black brilliance flashed, and extremely hot. The pure golden light disappeared instantly, as if it had been swallowed by something.

"Kunlun's true 'Pure Yang Jade Virtual Skill' is exquisite and unparalleled, and the pure Yang Jade Ruyi that matches it is even more magical. Now it seems that it is indeed the case." Xu Junming said.

Master Dingyang looked solemnly at the yellow rice floating above Xu Junming's head. Even if he had not practiced the Way of Hutian, he could feel the powerful Hutian spiritual energy from it.

"Thank you Master Xu for your compliment, but compared to the Pure Yang Jade Ruyi in Pindao's hand, this Pot Heaven Spiritual Treasure from Master is even more wonderful."

After saying this, the jade Ruyi stood up high in his hand.

"Pure Yang Sword!"

The golden light of Jade Ruyi condensed into one piece, like a giant sword that continued to extend forward, and the tip of the sword pointed at Xu Junming.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and the black mysterious light flashed from the yellow rice. He planned to repeat the same trick and take away the pure golden light of the sun condensed into the giant sword.

But the pure Yang sword was as solid as steel, extremely strong, and actually blocked his space cutting.

Seeing this scene, Master Dingyang showed a trace of satisfaction on his face.

He was not a fool. Since he saw that the golden light of the sun could be taken away by the Hutian Lingbao, he certainly could not make the same mistake the second time.

As soon as his eyes opened, his magic power surged.

"go!"

Driven by the tyrannical magic power, the pure Yang sword's penetrating power increased sharply, and it ran straight towards Xu Junming.

Feeling the power of the sword energy mixed with pure Yang power, Xu Junming was a little surprised.

"Although the moves are good, the Yimeng Huangliang that I have painstakingly practiced, even if it is only 1/365, is not just capable of this."

With a thought in his heart, the black light on the yellow rice instantly became darker.

The Pure Yang Sword Qi lost its resistance and extended forward crazily. The face of Dingyang Master, who was still a little proud at first, gradually became serious.

The Chunyang Sword, which was transformed into Chunyang Ruyi, his natal spiritual treasure, seemed to have penetrated into a vast space. No matter how hard he moved forward, he could not reach the bottom.

"no."

There is a limit to the extension range of Pure Yang Jade Ruyi. If it exceeds this limit, it will be useless to activate the mana.

He gritted his teeth, raised his sword finger with his right hand, and made a volley in the air.

The giant sword transformed by Chunyang Ruyi seemed to be swung by someone and slashed down in the air.

As soon as Master Dingyang changed his moves, Xu Junming sensed it.

"It's not that easy to leave."

Point your finger.

"Space solidifies!"

The black brilliance on the original yellow rice instantly solidified, like a black piece of iron, integrated into one body.

The face of Master Chunyang who was operating the giant sword also changed.

The pure Yang sword light that was once flexible and flexible suddenly seemed to be tightly grabbed by someone. No matter how he urged it, he could not take it back, let alone change his moves.

Following the calm-looking Xu Junming on the opposite side, Master Chunyang waved his hand, and a black bell with a powerful aura flew out from the dantian. With a boost of magic power, it instantly became thousands of feet tall.

Looking at the gigantic bell in the sky like a giant mountain, everyone around them felt dazzled.

The power that Lingbao exerts in the hands of Yuanshen monks is truly astonishingly powerful.

"Kunlun Sect's spiritual treasure Ziyang Bell!"

Xu Junming had long heard of the reputation of this Kunlun sect's spiritual treasure, and when he activated it, it had great power.

Chunyang Master's Taoist robes were fierce, his long hair was flying, and the aura on his body was overwhelming for thousands of miles, shaking the world.

He pointed his sword at both hands, his eyes widened in anger, and he shouted loudly.

"disease!"

With a 'buzz' sound, the Ziyang Bell quickly rotated, and the dazzling purple-gold light became stronger and stronger. Soon, a sun seemed to appear above Lingzhou City, illuminating everything within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Along with this astonishing strange appearance, the aura on Ziyang Zhong became stronger and stronger.

"Purple Yang Zhenshi!"

"Boom...!"

The mighty bells resounded throughout the world.

The vast purple-gold aura, like a vast ocean tide, crazily rolled towards Xu Junming.

The power of the powerful pure Yang spiritual light combined with the sound of the bell is no longer one plus one equal to two, but has been increased by more than ten times.

Feeling the heat in the pure Yang Qi that seemed to burn even the skin and flesh, Xu Junming's face became solemn.

If his guess was correct, this Ziyang Bell was once an immortal weapon, but after the world was not enough to accommodate the immortal weapon, it degenerated into a spiritual treasure with twelve levels of spiritual restraint.

Such spiritual treasures, accumulated abundantly, are much more powerful than those perfect spiritual treasures that are cultivated from layers of sacrifices.

Xu Junming opened his palm, and nine grains of yellow rice flew out, fused with each other, and turned into the size of an apple.

With a casual finger, the yellow rice beams shined brightly, and the dark black light turned the surrounding area thousands of feet into the ultimate black.

That kind of darkness without any impurities, as deep as an abyss, makes people instinctively fearful.

When this black aura collided with the flying purple-gold aura and bell, the latter seemed to fall into a bottomless pit and became silent instantly.

"impossible!"

Master Dingyang's face suddenly changed and he exclaimed in surprise.

He thought that Xu Junming could block this blow, but the Ziyang Bell was a spiritual treasure of perfection, and it was beyond his expectation that it could be blocked so easily.

"Haha, nothing is impossible."

After his Yi Meng Huangliang swallowed the demon's white bone relics and the innate sky clear stone, it was already a spiritual treasure with twelve levels of restraints.

Although in terms of background, one grain of yellow rice is not as good as the Ziyang Bell, but nine grains combined into one can surely beat it.

Master Dingyang's face kept changing, and his eyes gradually became firm.

Using his hands, he changed several techniques, and his body instantly rose up, hundreds of feet tall in the blink of an eye, and then turned into a huge purple-gold aura.

This light swooped towards Chunyang Yu Ruyi, who seemed to have swallowed the 'Shiquan Dabu Pill', and the distance instantly vibrated.

With a 'buzz' sound, the pure Yang Jade Ruyi broke free from the shackles of a single grain of yellow rice. Like a dragon going out to sea, its spiritual light became stronger and stronger, and the power it displayed increased steadily.

Xu Junming saw it in his eyes, and while he was secretly on guard, his eyes also showed expectation.

The most powerful attack method for practitioners is to combine the soul and the natal spirit treasure into one, so that the strengths of both parties can be combined to the greatest extent.

Its power is astonishing.

"Master Xu, take another strike from me!"

Along with the sound that shook the world, the thousands-foot-long red-gold sword seemed like a giant mountain toppling. With desperate pressure and extremely sharp sword energy, it slashed down towards Xu Junming crazily.

The fierce hurricane and heavy pressure enveloped Xu Junming's whole body. If it were another Jindan monk, he would have been shocked to death under such strong pressure.

But apart from making Xu Junming's robe fit more closely to his body, it doesn't have much effect.

"Forget it, I'll let you give up completely!"

Grains of yellow rice flew out from the Dantian, like fireflies flying up and down around Xu Junming.

Xu Junming stretched out his hand.

"The Lost Soul Bell!"

The yellow rice disappeared instantly, and a tall khaki clock appeared above Xu Junming's head.

There was no sound like Huang Zhongda Lu, just an invisible but extremely powerful ripple that spread out like lightning.

Dingyang Zhenren, whose primordial spirit cooperated with the pure Yang jade and turned into a giant sword, felt a 'buzz' sound, and his whole primordial spirit seemed to have been hit by a giant hammer, and his mana, soul, and spiritual treasure were all out of control.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up.

Feeling the faint pain in his soul, and seeing Xu Junming standing with his hands behind his back, his robes flying not far away, his expression darkened.

He understood that the other party had already shown mercy.

Otherwise, his soul will be crushed to pieces by the mysterious spirit treasure.

He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the Pure Yang Jade Ruyi and Zi Yang Zhong flying not far away flew into his palm and disappeared.

"Thank you Master Xu for showing mercy. I...lost this fight."

Xu Junming nodded slightly.

Master Dingyang is indeed worthy of being the leader of a sect, he can take it and let it go.

"In that case, I will take my leave."

"Wait a minute." After stopping Xu Junming, "Can you tell me the name of the spiritual treasure that the real person used just now?"

"This treasure is called 'Yi Meng Huang Liang', and it is my natal spiritual treasure!"

As the words fell, Xu Junming's figure gradually blurred and then disappeared.

"Yimeng Huangliang! What a powerful spirit treasure!"

After sighing, Master Dingyang shook his head and disappeared.

The war ended, leaving behind truly endless wonder.

"Zhenren Yuanshen is indeed the strongest person in this world. With just one move of his hand, he can destroy mountains and open rivers and seas!"

Shen Bi, the city god of Lingzhou City who had seen Xu Junming, sighed.

"It would be great if we could have such cultivation."

The ghost general next to him said with envy.

The others heard and nodded in agreement.

A higher realm of cultivation is what everyone yearns for, but not everyone can achieve it as a Yuanshen monk. The first level of the Heavenly Tribulation is really too difficult.

Three tribulations of wind, fire and thunder, and twenty-seven difficulties, have blocked 90% of the cultivators in the world who have perfected their Nascent Soul.

"Serious man, have mercy!"

When everyone was immersed in the overwhelming strength of the Yuanshen monks, envious, jealous, and even fearful, screams were heard.

However, it quickly disappeared.

"It sounds like the voice of the pig-woman dragon demon in Weishan Lake!" said the ghost general.

Shen Bi nodded.

Although Weishan Lake is hundreds of miles away from Lingzhou City, in the eyes of the monks, especially the Yuanying monks, this distance can be reached almost instantly.

Therefore, the two families can be called neighbors and are very familiar with each other.

Moreover, a few years ago, the Pig Woman Dragon Demon on Weishan Lake attacked here, but was repelled by Shen Bi with his ghost army.

"It's Zhenren Xu."

Thinking of what Xu Junming asked him, Shen Bi's tone was firm.

"Why did Master Xu kill the demon dragon? Did Na Si dare to provoke Yuanshen Daxiu?" The ghost general asked in confusion.

"It won't dare to provoke Yuanshen Daxiu even if you give it ten courages. However, Zhenren Xu is different from other Yuanshen Daxiu. He hates evil and kills decisively. Now that he encounters the demon dragon, of course he cannot be left alive to harm the people." Shen Bidao.

The ghost general nodded.

"It's good now. Without the constraints of Weishan Lake, I, the Lingzhou City God, no longer have a big threat."

"Yes! Zhenren Xu is indeed a senior in the world of cultivation. He is kind-hearted and brave, which is admirable!" Shen Bi sighed.

"It would be great if I could become a disciple of his hometown and learn Taoism." The ghost general said longingly.

"You? Forget it. Legend has it that outside the city of Zhongzhou in Dayong, the real person set up a formation to test. There were nearly a million monks in Dayong. In the end, only one person entered the Dharma Eyes of the real person and was accepted as a disciple. It can be seen from this that The real person is very strict in accepting disciples. Even if a Shinto monk like you and me, who doesn't even have a physical body, goes to become a disciple, the real person will not accept him."

After saying that, he sighed, becoming a disciple was not his ultimate dream.

However, he is more self-aware than his careless subordinates.