Chapter 154: The Immortal Master Teaches the Dharma, Hua Jianling Visits

Master Xu Yang was indifferent to Wu Yi's arrival and drank by himself. After finishing the tea in the cup, he left the place as calmly as yesterday. Yun He, who was following Wu Yi, was puzzled. .

Even though the old man possesses magical powers and has a high level of cultivation, since he has left, why does Wu Yi have to stay here?

What he didn't know was that what Wu Yi saw was never Xu Yang's true body, but always the image of Xu Yang's supernatural power. And which method did Xu Yang want to teach Wu Yi today?

Not far behind Wu Yi, a group of people were whispering.

"I'm not lying to you. The person who walked through there before was the master of this temple, Master Xu Yang. If Master Xu Yang hadn't taught him secretly, how could Wu Yi have defeated so many disciples in my main courtyard."

The disciple who had told everyone his secret before looked around at the crowd with a proud look on his face.

Others were flattering, and finally found an excuse for Wu Yi to be so powerful. Wu Yi was not a simple disciple of the side courtyard, he was secretly taught by the real person of the main courtyard. They are not willing to lose to Wu Yi, but if they lose to a disciple who has been taught by a real person, they will be proud of it.

It has to be said that people are like this and do not want to accept the cruel reality. Let alone whether Master Xu Yang taught the true meaning of Taoism to Wu Yi, even if he taught something, what could he cultivate in a day? What really determines Wu Yi's combat effectiveness is the charm of Wu Yi's penance spells in the past.

These main courtyard disciples pretended to be passing by, looked at Wu Yi who was intoxicated in cultivation with envy, and walked over as if nothing had happened, and they were in batches. Even Yun He could see something abnormal, especially these The envy in the disciple's eyes has almost turned into jealousy and hatred.

"The real person has left, why is Wu Yi still standing there?" After passing by, a disciple suddenly asked, but then he realized something and hurriedly kept silent.

Could it be that there is something left behind from the real person, but why didn't they see it before? I must have not looked carefully before. These disciples quickly found a good excuse for themselves.

So many disciples tidied up their clothes and returned to the original path. When they passed by Wu Yi, especially where Master Xu Yang had been sitting, they looked carefully for a while, but still found nothing.

Yun He looked at Wu Yi who was immersed in the world of cultivation and was anxious, but he did not dare to wake Wu Yi for fear of delaying Wu Yi's cultivation, so he had to jump aside.

"There is no magic method here. I'm afraid Wu Yi is stupid here." These people. He couldn't understand anything, so he said evil words and planned to destroy Wu Yi's cultivation.

What others can't get is something they can't get, which is in line with the monk's thinking.

"It's really shameless to blame the guru for not having a teacher when you can't understand it yourself." Yun He muttered.

"Slave, what did you say?" It didn't matter that they were looked down upon by Wu Yi. Even the Taoist boys around Wu Yi dared to ridicule them. These people suddenly exploded and made bad remarks frequently.

Yun He was shocked by the aura exuded by these people. He was only a monk at the level of Qi Refining. How could he resist these wolf-like foundation-building monks? He was so frightened that he hid beside Wu Yi. It seemed that as long as Wu Yi was around, He can gain strength by being with Yi.

But Yun He quickly realized that if he had been hiding next to Wu Yi, he would have dragged Wu Yi into this whirlpool and disturbed his practice, so he slowly walked out and stood in front of Wu Yi, acting like a protector. Posture.

Each of these disciples shouted loudly, but Wu Yi's previous fierceness still left a deep impression in their hearts. They did not dare to offend Wu Yi to death, and the wise ones hurriedly left after shouting a few words.

But there are also idiots who are addicted to scolding. They keep chattering, criticizing Sang and Huai, hiding guns and sticks when scolding Yunhe, and scolding Wu Yi too. Although he got a round of applause from others, it also pushed himself to the limit. into the fire pit.

Wu Yi, who had just watched the image of the real person's magical power and had not yet had time to practice it on his own, was awakened by this hard-to-early voice. His brows condensed into a rope. No one had dared to be so disrespectful to his face since the foundation establishment. I really thought he was Is it easy to mess with?

With one move, Wu Yi took advantage of the disciples not paying attention and came to the disciple who was scolding the loudest. He unleashed his full momentum and suppressed the disciple so much that he choked the unspoken words in his mouth.

"Wu Yi, you, you, if you dare to fight in private and hurt me, be careful I will report it to the Law Enforcement Hall." After the shock, the disciple forced himself to calm down and said fiercely.

Only incompetent people would beg for foreign aid. Wu Yi had always looked down on such disciples. He leaned close to his ear and said half-mockingly and half-threatening: "I won't hurt you, I will kill you, so you won't have It’s time to sue me.”

Although Wu Yi said it in the ear of this disciple, there were monks around him, so there was no way he could not hear it. The people on the fringe had already started to leave, for fear of provoking Wu Yi, a lunatic.

"Brothers, have you heard this? This Wu Yi is so bold, go and ask Brother Qiu to come quickly." The disciple shouted.

Wu Yi's sharp sword-like gaze swept across the crowd and said, "Did you hear that?"

"No, no." The monk's friendship is very unreliable. After these people finished speaking, they left quickly. However, it is not ruled out that someone really went to invite Qiu Buyan, so Wu Yi still had to make a quick decision.

Only Wu Yiyunhe and this disciple were left in the place. The disciple finally felt a little fear and said in a trembling voice: "What do you want to do?"

Wu Yi looked up to the sky and smiled, as if he had heard a joke.

"Master, be careful." Yun He saw that the disciple's eyes were gloomy and his hands and feet seemed to move strangely, so he quickly reminded him.

"You dare to attack under my nose, you don't know whether you live or die." Wu Yi leaned his whole body and knocked the disciple in front of him away. This was also the method he learned today, called the "ke" character technique, which was unexpected and could be used as a means of attack.

Before he could draw out his sleeve sword, he was knocked away by Wu Yi, and the soft sword in his sleeve also fell out. The disciple was terrified and didn't even dare to take the fallen soft sword. He rolled and crawled away, hoping that today's end would make him understand the harm of boasting.

For such a person, Wu Yi didn't think of destroying him to get pleasure. Just the previous collision, the disciple suffered a lot of internal injuries. If the battle continued, Wu Yi was afraid that he would accidentally kill him, and it would be difficult to deal with him at that time, so he simply let him leave.

As for the soft sword that fell, it was just a medium-grade magic weapon. Wu Yi no longer cared about it and asked Yun He to keep it as a protective treasure. Yun He picked it up with a happy face, rolled it into a ball, and hid it in his sleeve.

It seems that the Nine Ghosts Locking Palace Formation will be set up when practicing in the future. Wu Yi thought of the previous scene, and felt something in his heart, thinking about a solution.

After returning to the courtyard, Wu Yi still practiced the "Rely" formula that he had observed before. This method has great flaws. It can even be said that it is a means of hurting the enemy by 10,000 and hurting oneself by 8,000, but it is a good way to quickly resolve the battle.

Strength cultivators cannot concentrate their means on their hands and feet. Every part of their body is a sharp weapon and cannot be wasted.

The next day, Wu Yi went to the fighting stage again to challenge. This time he met a cultivator who specialized in strength. It was the first time Wu Yi met such a person. His Qi Dao cultivation was not even as good as Wu Yi, and he didn't know if he had reached the peak of the fourth transformation.

"I heard that you are Master Xu's disciple. I am Shi Yi, and I have come to ask for your advice." This person said this as soon as he came on stage. Wu Yi was stunned for a while before he realized that the Master Xu he was talking about might be the old man who had taught him his method in the past few days.

"I can't be called a disciple, but Master Xu didn't abandon me and taught me a few tricks." Wu Yi answered truthfully, but no one believed the truth.

"Anyway, I have taught you. Let's have a good fight. It's too uncomfortable to fight with those cultivators at ordinary times." Shi Yi didn't care about these things and said to Wu Yi with a complaining tone.

After Qiu Buyan announced the start, Shi Yi pressed down his chassis, made a starting gesture, and said to Wu Yi: "Today I am not here to compete for your qualification to climb the ladder, but to have a good fight. This is the crazy dance that I have practiced for many years. Fellow Daoist Wu, take it."

Wu Yi said confidently: "Fellow Daoist, just do it."

Shi Yi attacked Wu Yi with a heavy palm. Wu Yi sensed that the force was not that great, and the blood burning technique remained in a normal state, so he easily took the palm.

"Fellow Daoist, you are very capable." Shi Yi praised him, and his offensive became more fierce, without any chance to stop, and his attack was continuous and strong.

After fighting for more than a hundred rounds, Wu Yi had to activate the Burning Blood Technique to five times before he could take on Shi Yi's attack. Shi Yi's technique was based on momentum, and by constantly accumulating momentum, his strength would increase as the battle progressed.

To deal with such cultivators, one should suppress them as soon as they attack, and not let them grow. No wonder Shi Yi said before that fighting with other cultivators was not satisfying, and he must have been restrained all the time.

It was rare that there was someone who was very much in line with Wu Yi's taste, so he did not choose to defeat him at the first time, otherwise the Burning Blood Technique would be activated to ten times and he would be directly knocked out, and Shi Yi would not even have the chance to beg for mercy.

But now Wu Yi is more like a sparring partner for him, allowing him to exert his maximum combat power in the battle.

This crazy dance is very similar to Wu Yi's Burning Blood Technique, but there are still big differences between the two. For example, this crazy dance increases the strength slowly, while Wu Yi's mind is the only thing that matters.

But the flaw of the Blood Burning Technique is also obvious, which is the burden on the whole body, especially on the meridians. If Wu Yi had not practiced the method of Blood Light, how could the Blood Burning Technique be activated to this extent? Ordinary people can only activate it to three times, which is the limit. If it is more, they will explode and die.

After using the Crazy Dance, the body will at most ache all over. After a rest, you can still be a tough hero, not useless.

"Overwhelming." Shi Yi stretched out his palms and pushed out. Wu Yi, who was only activated to five times the Blood Burning Technique, was knocked back several steps by this huge force. When he finally stepped on it, there was already a crack on the bricks and stones under his feet.

Wu Yi's previous moves to deal with Shi Yi had always been relaxed and casual, as if he was feeding him moves, which made Shi Yi feel very stressed. Now that he saw that his attack was effective, he couldn't help but smile and increase his strength.

Wu Yi estimated Shi Yi's strength and increased the activation of the Blood Burning Technique. He kept in a balanced state with Shi Yi. He wanted to know how much Shi Yi's crazy dance could increase his strength.

Wu Yi deliberately delayed and maintained stability. Shi Yi needed time to improve his strength. In this way, half an hour passed. Except for a few remarkable points at the beginning, everyone was already tired of watching it.

"Mount Tai is pressing down on the top." Shi Yi jumped to the sky, shouted loudly, and struck down, which was difficult to resist.

Seeing the fierce momentum, Wu Yi activated the Blood Burning Technique to ten times and took the palm hard. Both sides retreated several steps. It turned out that they were evenly matched. Wu Yi's Blood Burning Technique could now be activated to twelve times at most. If it continued like this, Wu Yi would not be able to hold on.

"Forget it, you won." Shi Yi was panting, sweating, and all the joints in his body were in great pain. He had lost his fighting power and could not fight again. Seeing that Wu Yi still took it easily, he knew that Wu Yi's strength was far more than that, so he wisely admitted defeat, but he did not see that Wu Yi was also at the end of his strength.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Wu Yi bowed, not as arrogant as before.

"If you lose, you lose. There is no need to admit it. I wish you to ascend the ladder to heaven. There should be no other powerful disciples to fight with you next. You can do whatever you want."

Shi Yi waved his hand and left the fighting stage in a carefree manner. He was the one who lost the most honorably among so many people who fought with Wu Yi. In return, he told Wu Yi some news.

Wu Yi did not know the secret behind it, nor did he know how Shi Yi knew it, but he still bowed to Shi Yi's back.

After this victory, Wu Yi did not receive hatred from the disciples of the main courtyard below the stage. Wu Yi even saw the look in their eyes that should have been like this, as if they had regarded Wu Yi as one of them, which made him very curious.

When he walked to the place where the real person taught him the Dharma before, Wu Yi was surprised that the real person was gone today. Wu Yi felt a little disappointed, but he also understood that the master's thoughts were not something that a disciple like him could decide. He sighed and returned to his own courtyard.

At this time, in the main hall of the Dide Temple, Xu Yang welcomed a special guest, Hua Jianling.

Hua Jianling is also a Jindan three-level cultivator with extraordinary qualifications, otherwise he would not have been favored by Lingming Shangzhen and become a second-generation disciple. In terms of seniority, Xu Yang would have to call him uncle.

Of course, after all, they are not from the same cave heaven, and the difference in cultivation is not big. Xu Yang and Hua Jianling both called each other "Daoyou". In fact, "Daoyou" is the most common way of addressing in the Taoist sect. If you stick to seniority, I don't know what it will be like in the end.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, there are rumors that you are teaching Wu Yi the Dao, I don't know if it's true or not, what do you think--" Hua Jianling came to ask for an explanation, and asked this question after a few simple greetings, without any reservations, just like his usual arrogance.

Wu Yi was originally his favorite, and he was the one who helped Wu Yi climb the ladder to heaven. Now Xu Yang wants to come out and pick peaches, how can it be so easy.

"Fellow Daoist Hua, you worry too much, it's just the Eighteen Styles of Strength." Xu Yang smiled slightly.

The Eighteen Styles of Strength is a method for the disciples of the main courtyard to strengthen their bodies. If they practice continuously, they can reach the gate of cultivation, that is, become a cultivator of strength, but most disciples do not have this patience, so they use it to strengthen their bodies, focusing on Qi Dao.

I don't know what Wu Yi felt in his heart after he understood that Xu Yang was teaching him this method. He should have suddenly realized that it was no wonder that it was so easy for him to practice, and he could get started in one night. The Eighteen Styles of Strength were originally very simple.

Xu Yang was telling the truth, but Hua Jianling felt a hint of sarcasm in his heart. Did he think he was a fool? Anyway, he would never believe Xu Yang's words.

Although Xu Yang did not practice mind reading and could not see through Hua Jianling's inner thoughts, he could guess it. He did not explain it. The innocent will be innocent, and the mediocre will worry about it.

"Anyway, the end of the ladder will let the disciples choose their own way of cultivation. Why not let this disciple decide for himself?" Hua Jianling gave a suggestion, that is, both sides should not intervene and let Wu Yi decide for himself.

When Hua Jianling came to visit, Xu Yang knew that it was impossible for him to secretly make Wu Yi return to his heart as before, so he stopped insisting and said: "That's great."

The Yiqi Sect has five caves, corresponding to the five caves, namely Qingyang Cave Lingming, Dongyuan Cave Lingche, Shenxu Cave Lingyang, Zhenyang Cave Lingyuan, and Xuanming Cave Huixuan, who has the lowest generation and relies on his wife's family to get to the top.

Hua Jianling's master Lingming is proficient in the way of law, and Xu Yang's master Zhenyang Cave Lingyuan is proficient in strength. Wu Yi is proficient in both ways. The two are excited to see the prey, so it is inevitable that they will fight.

It would be best to let Wu Yi decide on his own, but can Wu Yi really decide on his own? It's just that the two of them have changed from playing on the field themselves to a confrontation between their subordinates. They both have this idea in their hearts to influence or even ask Wu Yi to choose which one.

After discussing the reason for coming here, Hua Jianling said to ease the atmosphere: "Many people in the sect saw me push Wu Yi to the ladder, and many noble families also chose this path for their children. What do you think?"

"It's just a fight. How many of their disciples can comprehend the rhyme of the Tao." Xu Yang responded indifferently, showing great disdain. It is normal for the master-disciple lineage and the noble family lineage to encounter each other.

"That's right, they may have forgotten to ask the Tao." Hua Jianling said this, even though he was always confident, he couldn't help but feel sympathetic at this moment. He climbed the ladder to the sky after achieving the golden elixir, and he spent a lot of effort to pass the level of asking the Tao.

Only one out of ten people can successfully pass the ladder to the sky with the foundation-building cultivation. This requires that all ten people can comprehend the rhyme of the Tao. If they can't even comprehend the rhyme of the Tao, then it is only one out of ten thousand, and it is even very likely that they will be crushed to death by the Tao.

It was Hua Jianling's idea to arrange Wu Yi to climb the ladder to heaven because he saw that Wu Yi had good aptitude, especially his extraordinary ability to raise ghosts.

Knowing that Wu Yi's cultivation in the Dao of Law was not low, he had a heart of love for talent, and was afraid that others would take the lead, so he made this arrangement. No matter whether Wu Yi succeeded in the end, he had to thank him. It was a sure win.

"Pass this thing to Wu Yi." Hua Jianling gave Xu Yang a bunch of bamboo slips.

Xu Yang's spiritual consciousness scanned it and found that it was actually the key to ascending the ladder to heaven. He didn't know if there was any hint of Wu Yi's choice of the Dao of Law, but Xu Yang also knew in his heart that Hua Jianling would definitely set up a ban to prevent outsiders from viewing it, so he didn't do useless work.

Xu Yang said: "Daoyou is thoughtful." I don't know if Hua Jianling heard the deep meaning of the sentence, anyway, after giving Xu Yang this thing, he turned around and left.

Not long after Wu Yi returned to the courtyard, he was about to go into the house to practice, but he heard a voice outside the door calling the door. Yun He hurried over to open the door, but it turned out to be several strong men, with packages on their shoulders and waists.

"I came here to deliver some items under the order of the master." The strong men explained their purpose.

After the strongmen placed the items in the yard, they left. Wu Yi didn't even have time to say "go slowly", he was very clear and concise.

These strongmen actually have the foundation of cultivation. It is extremely rare to be able to cultivate to this level. Only the strongmen who are qualified to have this level are real people.

Looking at these sudden items, Wu Yi couldn't guess what the real person was thinking, so he ordered Yun He to move the items into the room and he would say it after he had a look.

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