Chapter 320: Sowing the Seeds and Reaping the Fruits
"Wu Yi." A sudden sound came from not far ahead. Wu Yi turned his eyes and frowned. It was true that enemies met on a narrow road. Nearly ten years later, it seems that the cause that was planted back then will have a result.
Yuan Zeyu stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes like lightning, he recognized Wu Yi's face and said, "It is indeed you."
When he was practicing in the inner sect, Wu Yi fought with his inner demons for the right to control his body. The inner demons killed Yuan Zeyu's younger brother Yuan Qingxi, and Wu Yi became enemies with the Yuan family.
At the beginning, Yuan Zeyu responded to his grandfather's order and wanted to kill Wu Yi in a life-and-death struggle. After Wu Yi refused, Wu Yi was worried for a while at first. Later, for some unknown reason, Yuan's back-up was never seen. Unexpectedly, they met again at this moment. .
Seeing that there seemed to be a conflict between the two sides, some good people couldn't help but stop where they were and wait and see.
Yuan Zeyu is a descendant of the Yuan clan of the twelve wealthy families. Although he is not a direct descendant, he has long been famous among the disciples. This time he met this new disciple, which caused everyone to talk about it.
"Isn't that the twenty-first man of the Yuan family? Who is the disciple opposite? What happened?" asked a disciple who came later.
The disciple who was asked impatiently said: "I don't know either. My fellow Taoist should ask elsewhere."
The disciple asked around, but no one knew anything. He suddenly realized that something might be wrong, so he went to report it to the real elder.
Wu Yi looked around and said: "Do you want to enter the stage of life and death again, fellow Taoist?" The confidence on his face was different from the dodge and refusal at the beginning. Behind this, naturally, he cannot do without the support of strength.
At that time, Wu Yi was just entering the realm of foundation building with his strength, but Yuanze Yulie was the true successor, with profound light as practiced, and holding a mysterious weapon, and his strength was unfathomable. How could Wu Yi be his opponent? The only way is to avoid fighting. Lift.
Nowadays, Wu Yi has not polished the golden elixir because he is practicing the scriptures. So far, he is only at the first level of the golden elixir. However, with the blessing of the three scriptures, not to mention the third level of the golden elixir, he is the real Yuanying. After occupying the right time and place, Wu Yi also Dare to fight.
In contrast, if Wu Yi is not mistaken, Yuan Zeyu is only the second level of the golden elixir, in the state of taking off the elixir shell, and has not yet completed the steps of condensing magical powers into the elixir body.
Wu Yi's confident look made Yuan Zeyu feel a little stirred in his heart, but he didn't show it at all and said: "There is no life and death platform here. It is not good to break the sect's laws. It would be nice to be able to argue with him."
Debate is a form of fighting that does not put people to death. However, if it is not stopped in time, it can also be fatal. If this is the case, the murderer will often be severely punished by the sect. Unless there is a person with a deep hatred and hatred, the battle is generally not fatal.
Wu Yi raised his hand, took a stance, and said: "Fellow Taoist, go first."
Yuan Zeyu regarded Wu Yi's generosity as contempt for him, and responded coldly: "You should make the first move."
Wu Yi smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, don't regret it." Yuan Zeyu's eyes became colder.
Wu Yi's temperament suddenly changed. Sometimes it was vast, sometimes it was subtle, sometimes it encompassed the universe, sometimes it was tiny and tiny.
"What magical power is this?" asked one of the onlookers, but no one could answer him. There are many disciples practicing "Yi Qi Shangyuan Tongxuan Gong" in Yiqi Sect, but most of them are not allowed to enter if they stay on the first floor. , which can already be called a genius.
Like Wu Yi, who has cultivated to the third level and refined the Qi of Taixu, none of the disciples can recognize the Qi of Taixu.
If you want to refine this Taixu Qi, the easiest way is to enter the ladder to kill the true self, but there is no one like Wu Yi who can kill all the true self.
In order to practice this true scripture, many monks, although they have achieved golden elixir, still go to the ladder to practice from time to time.
But your qualifications will eventually expire. If you are unable to continue to destroy your true self, you can still cultivate to an extremely high level, contact the original way, and be in a high-level building. It is still possible to refine the energy of Taixu, such as those in the caves of Qingxu Hall. real.
Yuan Zeyu sensed the strange aura on Wu Yi's body and did not dare to ignore it. He slowly activated the pattern of his robe, and a Qingluan whirled and screamed. The Yuan family raised many Qingluan blood descendants and collected their blood. Feathers, woven into robes, are of large quantity and high quality.
After Yuan Zeyu broke through the Foundation Establishment, his family gave him this robe. It was just a magic weapon at first. After being nurtured by him day by day, he finally gave birth to a trace of true spirit. Now it is a mysterious weapon.
Wu Yi mobilized all the Taixu Qi in the Qi Sea, which was just the size of a fist, with more than a hundred strands. When it was about to be thrown out, all the spiritual Qi along the way would repeat themselves, and the five elements would become more flexible and return to Yin and Yang.
Originally, Taixu Qi was formless and qualityless, but the characteristics of the Five Elements were reproduced, making it appear in a brilliant color, clear and bright, with a chaotic atmosphere, without any sinister appearance.
Yuan Zeyu saw the danger of Taixu Qi, and felt that it was similar to the "Yin Yang Hundong Baosheng Jing", one of the three skills and nine scriptures in the sect.
However, the "Yin-Yang Hundong Baosheng Sutra" refines the energy of the Yin-Yang Hundong Cave and wipes out all things into nothingness. It is not like this energy is returning again.
A Qingluan flew out of Yuan Zeyu's robe, carrying him to a high altitude, moving his body from time to time, trying to avoid the aura of Taixu.
Wu Yi watched quietly, not worried at all. The energy of Taixu was invisible and pointed directly at the source. As long as the opponent was captured by Wu Yi, he would not be able to escape. At most, he would just split up to delay time.
Yuan Zeyu evaded for a few moments, and then realized that everything he had done was unnecessary. He hit a Dansha in the past, with blazing red flames and bursts of foehn wind. However, he was quickly annihilated by the energy of Taixu, and he reappeared as a small group of Yin and Yang. gas.
The Taixu Qi was almost not damaged, but Yuan Zeyu still found that it could be dissipated. His worries were gone, and he used Dansha continuously, turning it into a flaming fireball, surrounding the Taixu Qi. Although the damage was huge, since he couldn't avoid it, he had to wipe it out.
Wu Yi sensed the changes in the Taixu Qi, and the Yin and Yang Qi were constantly transformed. Although the fireball was still as huge, it was getting thinner and thinner.
Yuan Zeyu could sense the blazing fire that his Dansha had transformed into, and thought: I don't know where Wu Yi learned this strange skill, but it's so powerful.
Yuan Zeyu was annoyed by the Taixu Qi, and his eyes suddenly looked at Wu Yi. To catch a thief, he must first catch the king. If he caught Wu Yi, the dilemma in front of him would be solved.
Seeing the smile on Yuan Zeyu's mouth, Wu Yi smiled back. Next, it depends on who can laugh last.
Wu Yi blinked, deliberately giving Yuan Zeyu a chance to attack. When he opened his eyes again, Yuan Zeyu was already in front of him. He felt a sense of restraint. It should be the effect of the Danyu. When he fought with Mo Yinhua, he was also trapped by his Danyu.
Being able to evolve the shed Dan shell into Danyu, the Dancheng must be in the upper third grade.
"You lose." Yuan Zeyu said lightly.
"No." The yin and yang behind Wu Yi turned into two dragons circling, glaring at him.
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