Chapter 39: Tao Follows Nature

Thinking of this, Yichen's heart was even more overwhelmed. It seemed that it was really because of what the strange senior did to him that his cultivation level had been so slow in the past three years. But the strange senior would definitely not harm him. He had no reason to harm him. If he wanted to harm him, he would just kill him. Why did he pass on his profound skills?

And now it seems that the strange senior did not harm him. Although his cultivation level seemed to have slowed down, in fact, his cultivation level seemed to have been "compressed". Just like a magic weapon that had been tempered for thousands of times, his skills were far superior to those of all people in the same line of practice. In this way, the strange senior was helping him!

But he thought about it again, and he felt that it was not right. Although the world is big and there are all kinds of wonders, what kind of wonders in the world can continuously "compress" a person's cultivation level?

"Uh..."

Suddenly, Yichen felt a sharp pain in his head, and then many inexplicable words appeared: the world is a furnace, creation is a worker, yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper...

What's going on? What on earth are these things...

This lasted for half an incense stick of time, and Yichen finally recovered slowly. However, when he tried to recall it again, the words in his mind seemed to disappear into thin air, and he could not remember them at all.

"How could this happen..."

Yichen looked at his palms in a daze. Why did he have these strange words in his mind? What exactly are these words, and why can't he remember them? Is it because of these words that his progress in Taoism is slow?

Suddenly, he thought of something else. Although his progress in Taoism is slow, his skills have not decreased at all, and even become more and more profound. In this case, isn't the Dragon Roar Nine Styles really created for him? The Dragon Roar Nine Styles can't exert any power in the hands of ordinary people, so it is regarded as an entry-level Taoism, but his skills are much deeper than ordinary people. Isn't it suitable for practicing this set of palm techniques!

Thinking of this, Yichen was very excited. So that's it! So that's it! If I practice this set of palm techniques that have been abandoned by others to the realm of perfection, I will definitely have the same power as the old man. Even if I face those superior Taoist methods, what is there to fear?

That night, Yichen was so excited that he couldn't sleep. In the next half month, he practiced "Canglongyin" day and night. He couldn't practice the superior Taoist methods at present, so he practiced this entry-level Taoist method like an arm, and then he would fight against Ren Jianzhi's superior Taoist methods.

Time flies, and it's already early February. On this morning, Tianchi Valley was full of people. Looking around, there were shadows everywhere. Not only because it was the day of the three-year test, but also because Ren Jianzhi issued a letter of challenge to Xiao Yichen a month ago, so many brothers and sisters came to watch. After all, Yaoguang Zun had never accepted a disciple before, but this time he accepted an apprentice, and they heard that he was a person with very poor qualifications, so they were very curious.

Near noon, almost everyone was there, except for the two elders Song and Bai, there were several other elders who taught skills, as well as senior brothers and sisters from the seven peaks, such as Lou Qingshan from Xuanyang Peak, Xia Guyun, a disciple of Li Yuan Zun from Tianquan Peak, Leng Qianxue and Ruan Fuling, disciples of Mei Yue Zun from Tianxuan Peak, etc.

This morning, a fighting platform had been built in the valley. The cold wind blew up the dead leaves under the platform. To the southeast of the fighting platform, there were disciples from Xuanyang Peak. Looking around, there were nearly a hundred people. Among the seven peaks of Xuanqing, except for Tianquan Peak, Xuanyang Peak had the most disciples, and only a part of them came this time.

"It's hard to tell whether the Lingxian Step of Lord Yaoguang is real or fake. Remember not to get involved with him later."

Lou Qingshan looked at Xiao Yichen in the distance and said solemnly. Even though he knew that Ren Jianzhi's Taoism was far superior to this person, he was determined not to underestimate the Lingxian Step of Fairy Miaoyin. He didn't expect that the little disciple of Pingyang Peak who he could crush with one finger in the past would now become the disciple of Lord Yaoguang.

Ren Jianzhi smiled, as if he didn't care at all, and said lightly, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Lou, I will definitely fight quickly and decisively..."

When he said this, he seemed to be impatient to see Xiao Yichen being beaten by him with one move and unable to get up. To be more precise, he wanted to see the disciple of the famous Lord Yaoguang being beaten by him with one move and unable to get up.

Zhao Ying'er, who was standing beside him, had a frown on her face. Although she knew that Ren Jianzhi was much better than Xiao Yichen, and that this competition was a foregone conclusion, she had a bad feeling for some reason, especially when she thought of the time three years ago when her brother was suddenly severely injured by this ordinary boy. That time left her puzzled.

In the northeast of the fighting platform stood thirty-four female disciples in fairy clothes. They were disciples of Tianxuan Peak. Ruan Fuling looked at Xiao Yichen from a distance, and her eyebrows were also deeply furrowed, tightly clenching her palms.

When Liu Chengfeng came to "pay respect", it was this boy who had never met her before who saved her face. She naturally hoped that it was Xiao Yichen who won the competition, but she also knew that this boy's Taoism was much worse than Ren Jianzhi's. Even if he had the Lingxian Step of Yaoguang Zun, it was only enough to protect himself. It was almost impossible for him to win.

To the east of the fighting arena, Elders Song and Bai saw that the time had come. They looked at each other, and Elder Song said loudly, "The first match, Ren Jianzhi from Xuanyang Peak and Xiao Yichen from Zixiao Peak, the competition begins."

As soon as these words came out, the nearby disciples were all excited and looked towards the stage. The reason why so many people gathered in Tianchi Valley today was because they all wanted to see how many disciples the Yaoguang Venerable, who had never accepted any disciples, had accepted.

I saw a green figure in the crowd flying flatly onto the fighting stage. That person was none other than Ren Jianzhi, and then another white figure flew over, and Xiao Yichen also landed firmly on the fighting stage. The two looked at each other, the former with a faint smile on his face, and the latter with an expressionless face.

Elder Song frowned and said, "When the competition begins, no one is allowed to interfere, but the competition between fellow students must be completed. Do you two already understand that?"

"Elder, don't worry, Junior Brother Xiao and I will finish the order."

Ren Jianzhi was smiling, but there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes that everyone could see, while Xiao Yichen had an expressionless face, but there was a murderous intent that no one could see in his eyes.

"Okay, let's start!"

Elder Bai made a single stroke with his fingers and drew a boundary around the fighting stage. All the disciples stepped back one after another. Ren Jianzhi looked at Xiao Yichen and smiled coldly in his heart, Ling Yin, I think you still have to do this this time. What qualifications do you have to be on an equal footing with my master!

Thinking of this, I saw his Xuan Gong was shaken, and the whole body was immediately wrapped with fiery red Qi. A hot breath was forced out, making many people feel suffocated. This was the red blood of Master Xuanyang. Yang Shen Gong!

Lou Qingshan couldn't help but be slightly startled, thinking that although Junior Brother Ren started late, he had already mastered the Chiyang Divine Art to the third level in just five years, which seemed to be faster than he had done at the beginning.

"No one in this world can disrespect Master, and you are no exception..."

Yichen Wu had no expression on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he swiped his fingers, and a layer of frost suddenly enveloped his body. Many people in the distance were also slightly surprised. This was Yaoguang Zun's Bingxin Jue, a fire. Yi Bing, the mental attributes cultivated by these two people happen to be in conflict with each other!

Ha, naive!

Ren Jianzhi smiled coldly in his heart, and suddenly kicked off his feet, lifted up into the air, and yelled, "The world is infinite, the universe - Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"

The moment the voice fell, the situation suddenly changed, layers of sword shadows enveloped the fighting stage, and everyone in the distance was eclipsed. As soon as he took action, it was the Ten Thousand Sword Jue, and it would stop at this point!

Thousands of golden sword energy seemed to have materialized, covering the entire fighting platform. Even if Xiao Yichen was carrying Lingxian Steps, there was no way he could avoid it. The expressions of the two elders Songbai changed drastically, and they were completely unexpected. There is no room for maneuver when Ren Jian takes action!

"go!"

At this moment, Ren Jianzhi's body was trembling a little, but he still used all his profound energy to cast the Ten Thousand Swords Jue. Even though he could only barely cast such an excellent Taoist technique with his current Taoist skills, the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Jue itself was extremely powerful. It should not be underestimated. If a disciple who refines Qi wants to withstand such a rain of swords, he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead!

Driven by Ren Jian, thousands of sword lights slashed towards Xiao Yichen as fiercely as a raging sea wave. Everyone present was horrified. Why didn't he resist? Why didn't he resist?

Yichen was seen standing on the edge of the fighting stage, his long hair behind his shoulders flying in the cold wind. Facing the terrifying sword energy that came like rain, he seemed unusually calm. Many people in the distance were shocked, and their eyes widened. Why didn't he resist? Has he already given up? But even if he admits defeat at this moment, the rain of ruthless swords will inevitably severely damage his soul in an instant!

"Hurry up and resist!"

In the distance, Ruan Fuling's heart was already beating like a drum. Seeing the thousands of sword energy approaching, she finally couldn't help shouting out at this moment.

However, Xiao Yichen still had no intention of resisting, and the two elders Song and Bai finally turned pale when they saw this. Perhaps this young man had lost all his strength when encountering such a ferocious attack for the first time. Almost at the same moment when they were about to take action to prevent the disaster, The sword rain that filled the sky suddenly slowed down strangely.

"what happened!"

One wave after another, everyone couldn't help but be surprised again. They originally thought that some elder suddenly intervened to stop it, but they looked around, but no one was seen. Only the two elders Song and Bai were stunned not far to the east of the fighting platform. At first They also thought that someone took action before them, but now it seems that is obviously not the case.

"One yin and one yang are called Tao..."

At this moment, a faint voice came from the stage, and Yichen moved his hands, and two mysterious energies, one yin and one yang, came out of his body, one black and one white, forming a "Tai Chi" pattern on his chest. Everyone Another surprise, this is it!

Before everyone could react, in the next moment, there was another gust of wind in the air, and the sound of "rustling" could be heard continuously. The dead leaves under everyone's feet suddenly started to spin and gathered towards the fighting platform. Faintly, There were also bursts of dragon roars heard.