Alienated Martial Arts

This is the Demon-Suppressing Mountains.

He was now inside the body of the man in front of him.

Mr. Fu looked at the surrounding green trees, blooming flowers, and the simple and elegant pavilion, and then cast his gaze on the young man who was slowly sipping tea. He suddenly felt an extremely unreal feeling in his heart.

A warm breeze blew by, causing the branches and leaves to rustle.

He subconsciously raised his hand to catch a fallen leaf that flew in front of him, but it made him doubt his judgment.

Whether it is texture, color, or even the texture of the leaves, you can find that it is real and not an illusion that can be easily compared.

Even if he quietly used the power of his True Ancestor to sense it, he could not find anything illusory.

However, when Mr. Fu once again laid his eyes on the man in the pavilion, he couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

All is true.

Only the man sitting in it was not.

Under the reflection of the true ancestor's power, the opponent turned into a ball of twisted light and shadow, which was still changing with the breeze.

Its figure keeps swaying, like a candle flame changing its shape in the wind.

Mr. Fu's pupils shrank, hiding the turmoil rising in his heart.

With the distorted light and shadow as the center, a small area of ​​space seemed to be filled with ripples.

It even extends to the entire pavilion and the surrounding green trees and flowers.

Everything becomes bright and dark, seeming to be constantly switching between illusion and reality.

The source of this change was the figure of the man sitting motionless in the pavilion.

The next moment, Mr. Fu felt a little dazzled inexplicably.

His gaze penetrated deeply into the twisted light and shadow, and he even thought that he was staring into the vast and deep dark void.

boom!

Suddenly two scarlet full moons rose, projecting a substantial, cold light that covered him across a long distance.

"This, what exactly is this..."

Mr. Fu held his breath suddenly, his heart was pounding, and he could barely conceal his surprise and fear.

Behind the two bloody full moons, he saw a huge body that was difficult to describe in words.

It was motionless, entrenched deep in the dark starry sky.

It is a combination of ferocious, terrifying, sacred and elegant.

Bringing suffocating pressure.

It also makes people feel a sense of surrender inexplicably, and they are completely shocked involuntarily.

Mr. Fu was in a daze, and even thought that he had returned to Guixu again, facing the arrival of the True Ancestor's will.

Quietly, another breeze passed through the pavilion.

Mr. Fu shivered, and then suddenly came back to his senses.

It was only then that he suddenly realized that he had knelt down and was bowing respectfully towards the pavilion.

"The light in your eyes is very interesting. It makes me feel the looming pressure. This is the main reason why I specially invited you here."

Wei Tao stood up from the stone bench, walked out of the pavilion step by step, and came to Mr. Fu's side.

Then he stretched out a finger and slowly tapped it between his eyebrows.

Mr. Fu's heart palpitated, his scalp became numb and his whole body felt cold. It was at this moment that he sensed the approaching life-and-death crisis.

His body tensed up suddenly, trying to gather strength to resist.

But under the sudden and huge pressure, he couldn't even move his fingers and toes.

Not to mention resisting the approach of that finger, I couldn't even move my body slightly to avoid it.

The key is that the fingertips moved very slowly, which immediately amplified Mr. Fu's fear to the extreme.

His expression was distorted and he was trembling violently. He stared at the distorted light and shadow in front of him, and his mind went blank in an instant.

Wei Tao had no expression on his face, lowering his head to look down, but at this moment he slowed down his movements even more and moved closer to Mr. Fu's eyebrows.

Finally, the distance between fingertips and eyebrows was less than one foot.

At this moment, Mr. Fu seemed to have forgotten everything, and all his mind was attracted by that finger.

He could no longer maintain his original posture, and slumped to the ground trembling all over. Blood gurgled out from his seven orifices, and he no longer had the graceful demeanor he had before.

boom! ! !

At this moment, centered on the two people's positions, a completely different force suddenly descended.

Mr. Fu slowly stood up straight and raised his hand to wipe away the blood that overflowed from his mouth and nose.

When he closed his eyes and opened them again, the fear and confusion in his eyes had quietly disappeared, replaced by majesty and vicissitudes of life.

There was also a strong desire to die that could not be dispelled, appearing in the depths of Mr. Fu's eyes at the same time.

The bottomless and profound gaze came over and fell on the fingertips that were getting slower and slower. Then he looked at the figure that suddenly became clear, and his eyes that seemed to be real could not help but condense slightly.

The next moment, an expression of joy appeared on Mr. Fu's face, and even the death lingering in his eyes seemed to be diluted a little.

The two sides looked at each other, and Wei Tao suddenly withdrew his finger.

The figure that had just become clear disappeared without warning. When it appeared again, it was already far behind the pavilion, on a solid rock protruding outward.

Mr. Fu was slightly startled, then took a step forward.

Instead, he raised his arm and grabbed the void ahead.

Following his movements, large areas of the mountain were violently turbulent.

There was a loud noise like rolling thunder.

Click! ! !

At this moment, a golden thunder suddenly descended.

Its speed is so fast and its momentum is so fierce that even the entire cloud layer is rolling and surging.

One moment it was in the sky, and the next moment it was in the middle of the mountain.

After all, Mr. Fu failed to really take that step forward.

The arm that had just been raised gradually fell down weakly under the bombardment of golden thunder that was like a catastrophe.

He stood quietly, looking away from the figure in the distance, looking up at the rolling clouds, the mist surging, and a slightly surprised expression appeared on his brows.

"To hold oneself in a void to avoid disasters, he is worthy of being a son of destiny in the true world. It is a handiwork that even surprised me."

"The Holy Spirit gathers and returns to oneself. This is a path that even I have never imagined, but I can't recall for a while which Taoist friend has lived to this moment since ancient times."

"Oh? It seems that there are still traces of the ancient god's true spirit, which is attracting the endless sea of ​​blood to come closer. It is really a lively scene that one can expect."

Having said this, he slowly closed his eyes, "You are very good. I will find you again. I hope you two take good care of your health and don't leave me with a worthless broken body."

Time passed little by little.

The rolling clouds gradually subsided.

Mr. Fu's body trembled and he came back to his senses at this moment.

He looked around with a confused expression on his face.

It seemed like there was no memory of what had just happened.

After a long time, Mr. Fu tentatively asked, "Your Excellency, you mean that I am in your body?"

"Yes, it is indeed in my body."

Wei Tao nodded and said in a gentle and slow tone, "The green trees, flowers, pavilions and stone paths you see now are all in my body. They are things that I asked them to help build and cultivate after I was practicing because I was bored. ."

Mr. Fu added, "I don't know what you need me to do when you come to me, sir, and my subordinates..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wei Tao.

"My purpose of finding Mr. Fu has been achieved. What happens after that has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to spend your remaining energy thinking about it."

"As for your subordinates, Mr. Fu, rest assured that they all passed away peacefully and did not suffer much pain before their death."

Speaking of this, Wei Tao sighed softly, "Actually, what I want to say is that since Mr. Fu has helped me, I also want to express my gratitude to you.

Therefore, if you have any unfulfilled last wishes, you can take advantage of the last moment before your death to think about and organize your language. "

"You, what are you talking about!?"

"I have the power of the True Ancestor to protect my body. No matter how strong you are, you may not be able to take my life right here and now."

Mr. Fu was so excited that he could hardly control his emotions.

As he spoke, he was about to find a way out.

Click!

Suddenly, a soft sound suddenly interrupted Mr. Fu's somewhat incoherent voice.

"Why did the power of the True Ancestor remaining in my body completely disappear?"

He froze suddenly and felt his face was itchy for no reason, so he subconsciously raised his hand to scratch it.

Click, click, click!

At this moment, a series of crisp sounds rang out quietly outside the pavilion.

Mr. Fu's expression was blank, his eyes were dull, and he looked down at his hands.

There were fine cracks like spider webs all over the palm, and they continued to extend upward until they covered the entire arm.

Just by lowering his head, the clicking sound sounded again.

The fragments fell down at this moment and turned directly into fly ash in mid-air, without any blood dripping.

"When exactly did I sacrifice my body to attract the unbearable power of the True Ancestor to come here?"

Mr. Fu spoke with a trembling voice, his eyes full of confusion.

"I'm going to die, I'm really going to die."

He stood there motionless, looking up at the sky covered with dark clouds, "I am the soul boy who is most in line with the power of the True Ancestor. The True Ancestor will not abandon me, and will definitely send down his power again to bring me back to the ruins. He will definitely... "

The cool night breeze swept through the mountains.

While bringing wisps of moisture, it also made his pleas come to an abrupt end.

Only the soft clicking sound was left, swinging one after another under the dark night.

Mr. Fu finally sighed, and his entire body, starting from his shoulders, suddenly collapsed like a sculpture made of gravel, slowly turning into debris and falling to the ground.

Swept by the night wind, no trace was left.

Wei Tao watched all this happen quietly without any reaction from beginning to end.

He was determined to save the person. Even if only the seriously injured and dying body was left, at least he could get more useful information from his mouth.

But there is no way, even with his high level, there is nothing he can do in the face of this situation.

Mr. Fu first sacrificed his body to attract the power of the True Ancestor, which was already far beyond his ability to bear.

But that's still not the point.

The real destruction is still after the will of the True Ancestor comes, and the fight with the golden thunder of Taixu Spiritual Realm.

Both sides did not dodge or retreat, nor gave in. They just had a fight on top of his body.

While opening a gap in the demon-suppressing ban, it also announced the start of the countdown to Mr. Fu's death.

When Wei Tao thought of this, he suddenly had a doubt in his heart.

At the same time, I also felt some inexplicable regret for not asking Mr. Fu more before he died, so that he could know what kind of cultivation state he was in now.

If it is divided according to the ancient true world, what level is it at?

Since entering the Taixu Spiritual Realm, especially after being banned by the Son of Destiny, he has been selflessly cultivating with the help of Golden Thunder.

Gold coins are flowing in the status bar, continuously improving various skills.

And through continuous deduction of the attribution of all dharma, all of them are integrated into the dharma body of the Holy Spirit.

Starting from the 20th level of Breaking the Limit and climbing all the way up to the 49th level of Breaking the Limit.

It has accumulated to the extreme of quantitative change, and taking another step forward will lead to a breakthrough in qualitative change.

It's just that he stayed here for a long time, but he never found a way to break through the barrier.

Even the existence of golden thunder cannot truly take the next step.

However, until today, I invited Mr. Fu and felt the power of the True Ancestor in close contact. It was like a door was opened in front of him. The problem that had been unsolved for a long time suddenly became clear and there was a solution. New directions to try.

Wei Tao returned to the pavilion and slowly sat down on the stone bench.

In the center of the stone table in front of him, a slowly rotating bead appeared silently. Under the reflection of the surrounding light, it reflected outwards a faint chaotic light.

This was the gathering of the power of the True Ancestor that he secretly withdrew and intercepted when the True Ancestor's will was confronting the golden thunder. It was finally compressed and transformed into a gray bead the size of a dragon's eye.

"Although I don't know who the True Ancestor is, according to the information I have already mastered, I know that the True Ancestor came from the Ruins of Chaos, and the power that was brought down also contains the aura of chaos that I have never seen before."

Wei Tao reached out and twisted the ball, letting it float quietly in the void in front of him.

His eyes were quickly attracted to the round bead, and his whole mind was involuntarily immersed in it, as if he had completely forgotten the passage of time.

I don’t know how long it will take.

As a thunder rolled in the clouds.

Wei Tao came to his senses at this moment, and the gray ball hovering in front of him was only less than the size of a grain of rice.

“Starting from the martial arts practice in the Lost Land, and then continuously integrating the endless blood sea and the original power of the Taixu Spiritual Realm, the Holy Spirit Dharmakaya has been pushed all the way to the current high level.

Then, if my deduction direction is correct, I should be able to break through the barrier of this fundamental technique through the power aura from Chaos Return to Ruins, and enter a new level from now on. "

Quietly, the illusory status bar appeared in front of me.

Name: Holy Spirit Dharmakaya.

Progress: five hundred and ninety.

Status: Breaking the limit of 49 paragraphs.

Realm: Chaos without form.

Description: The Lord of the Seven Spirits, the Law of Heaven and Earth.

"Whether to consume a gold coin to increase the progress of Holy Spirit Dharmakaya practice."

Wei Tao gathered his energy and clicked on the yes option.

boom! ! !

The mysterious atmosphere arrived at this moment.

The towering mountains began to change violently, and it was visible to the naked eye that they continued to expand and surge.

The entire wasteland was in turmoil.

The spiritual veins are surging, the earth is torn apart, and even the thick clouds high in the sky are surging wildly in the sharp and howling wind.

Time passed little by little.

The doomsday catastrophic upheavals finally subsided.

Deep in the messy northern wasteland, the mountains reaching into the sky became quiet again.

The pavilion is still the same pavilion.

The looming illusory figure is still sitting on the stone bench beside the table.

The next moment, the status bar appeared again.

In the exercise interface, the description of the Holy Spirit Law Body finally showed new changes.

Name: Chaos Dharmakaya.

Progress: 10 percent.

Status: Beginner.

Description: The attribution of all laws, the beginning of chaos.

"Whether to consume a gold coin to increase the progress of Chaos Dharma Body practice."

Wei Tao looked up at the clouds above and followed a golden thunderbolt, watching it fall from the sky and explode into a ball of fire on the surface of the dark mountain.

He retracted his gaze, landed on the status bar again, and clicked the Yes option again.