Diary of the life of a working wizard

In fact, the two legendary predecessors of Xuanmen, Bigfoot Immortal and Wuming Sword Immortal, also envied Xia Yunjie.

One of them is one hundred and twenty years old, and the other is one hundred and fifteen years old. Although both of them have now entered the foundation building stage, their longevity is much longer than that of ordinary people. But since the two of them entered the foundation building period, one has spent twenty years and the other has passed eighteen years, but their cultivation is still stagnant in the early stage of foundation building. Not to mention that Jindan Avenue is doomed to have no hope in this life, even in the middle stage of foundation building, there is little hope. It can be said that the two legendary old men of Xuanmen finally only fought for fifty years more from God than other colleagues. Now these fifty years have passed more than one-third, and the remaining years are actually not enough. too much.

But Xia Yunjie is different. He is only twenty years old now, but his cultivation level is already higher than theirs. It is no surprise that he will be the most promising Xuanmen they know so far to break through the foundation building stage and advance to the legendary level. A monk from Jindan Avenue.

Golden elixir avenue, it is a legendary realm, which makes these two legendary Taoist old men with half their feet in the coffin not envious

"Fellow Daoist Xia, please forgive my presumption, can you show me a few moves?" The three of them were walking side by side along the lake. Suddenly, the unknown swordsman who rarely spoke said with a curious look in his eyes.

"No problem, fellow swordsman's aura is as sharp as a sword, and he must be a top-notch swordsman." Xia Yunjie was slightly startled, then smiled lightly.

"Fellow Daoist Xia is right. My nameless brother is an orphan. He was taken in as a disciple by an Emei Mountain Sword Immortal since he was a child. He has devoted his whole life to the sword and is extremely accomplished in the way of swordsmanship." Bigfoot Immortal took over the words and replaced the Wuming Sword Immortal. replied.

"Brother Lu, please don't flatter me in front of fellow Taoist Xia." The usually taciturn unknown swordsman saw Bigfoot praising him in front of Xia Yunjie. He couldn't help but blush, and said with rare humility.

"Haha, that's true. Fellow Daoist Xia has already surpassed you and me in cultivation at a young age. In front of him, we two bad old men really have nothing to boast about." Bigfoot was slightly stunned when he heard this, then shook his head and shouted loudly laugh it out.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, my swordsmanship is very domineering. Once I attack, my sword energy will be raging and full of killing intent. This place is located in a tourist resort with a lot of people coming and going. I'm afraid it's not suitable for you and me to compete. Why don't you let Li Qingyuan arrange a spacious place?" How about a no-man's land?" The unknown swordsman was eager to compete with Xia Yunjie, and as soon as Bigfoot finished speaking, he suggested.

"It's okay to just stay here. I'll set up a formation before the competition." Xia Yunjie smiled, and then under the surprised eyes of the Unknown Sword Immortal and Bigfoot Immortal, he took off the black face again from his neck. A flag embroidered with twelve strange runes that exuded an ancient atmosphere.

After taking down the flag, Xia Yunjie planted it on the ground. The runes on the small flag flashed and rose in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it blocked the sky and completely isolated the space they were in from the outside world. Come on.

The people in the formation seemed to have come to a dark place without any human habitation, while the people outside the formation still saw a bright and clear sky, with patches of green grass and shady trees.

"Immortal Family Formation" When the Wuming Sword Immortal and Bigfoot Immortal saw Xia Yunjie's flag, they seemed to have entered another world. Their sharp eyes could not penetrate the formation at all, and they could not see the slightest bit of the scene outside. He cried out in shock.

"I made these two fellow Taoists laugh." Xia Yunjie smiled calmly, then put one hand on his back, and made a gesture of invitation to the Wuming Sword Immortal with the other hand: "Fellow Taoist Wuming, please invite me."

"How offended you are, fellow Daoist Xia." The unknown swordsman performed a Taoist salute humbly, then opened his mouth, and a bit of cold light shot out from his mouth. The bit of cold light was suspended above his head, stretching and swallowing white light, but it was a flying sword.

"This sword, White Soul, was refined from a special metal taken from an extremely cold place by the ancestors of the sect. It was passed down from my master. I only refined it into my body five years ago. Fellow Daoist Xia, be careful. This sword has evil energy." It's very serious. Once an attack is launched, sometimes even I can't control it." As soon as Bai Po came out, the nameless sword immortal's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, and his whole person became as sharp as a sharp sword.

Seeing that the Wuming Sword Immortal had released a flying sword that he couldn't fully control before he started fighting, Xia Yunjie secretly couldn't help shaking his head. It seemed that this guy was really a militant.

However, it was rare to meet an expert like the Wuming Sword Immortal, and it was the first time he saw a flying sword. Xia Yunjie was inevitably a little excited, and aroused a sense of fighting spirit. He laughed loudly and said: "Fellow Taoist Wuming, just let the flying sword come over." .”

"Although your cultivation is advanced, Fellow Daoist Xia, this sword cuts iron like mud, so you still need to be cautious." Seeing the unknown swordsman release his domineering flying sword that he could not control yet, but Xia Yunjie was still empty-handed, Bigfoot was a little anxious and hurriedly reminded.

"It doesn't matter, the nameless Taoist fellow is practicing the flying sword, but I am practicing the body." Xia Yunjie shouted loudly, and suddenly the joints all over his body made crisp sounds, and Xia Yunjie's body suddenly rose ten times higher. Centimeters later, the loose clothes suddenly became tight, and the clothing on the arms turned into pieces and flew off, revealing two arms that were made of steel.

A trace of ancient domineering aura emanated from the two arms, and soon filled the entire world. A faint metallic luster flowed on the surface of the arm skin, giving people no less chill than the white soul flying sword.

As soon as the technique was activated, the witch's blood surged in Xia Yunjie's body, and his fighting spirit increased infinitely. The vast and powerful witch's aura burst out from his body, filling the entire world in an instant.

Xia Yunjie simply stood there like this, but it gave people the feeling of a great giant standing majestically between heaven and earth. Even if the sky fell, he could push it back.

Faced with such a majestic and domineering momentum, not to mention that Bigfoot was like a mountain bearing down on him and could not even breathe smoothly. Even the unknown swordsman who had already released the flying sword had to inject mana into the flying sword with all his strength, and he could barely block Xia Yunjie's release. With the terrifying momentum coming out, sweat started to appear like beans from his forehead and rolled down before the battle started.

Only then did the Wuming Sword Immortal realize that the gap between himself and Xia Yunjie was actually also huge.

"Come!" Xia Yunjie, whose fighting spirit surged forward, could not tolerate the Wuming Sword Immortal's thinking and hesitation at all. He shouted loudly, and then stepped on the ground with two thighs as thick and powerful as iron pillars, heading towards the ground step by step. The unknown swordsman strode forward.

In today's era when Taoism is declining, the Wuming Sword Immortal can see through the way of heaven and enter the foundation building period. He is also a very capable person. He knows that he is far from Xia Yunjie's opponent. Not only does he not retreat, but he completely abandons the idea of ​​victory or defeat. When he sees this, He shouted sharply: "Well done."

As soon as he drank it, Bai Po flashed a cold light in the air, and suddenly chopped off Xia Yunjie's head.

Seeing Bai Po's cold light radiating out and its sharp edge slashing at him head on, Xia Yunjie not only refused to retreat, but a glint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and he raised his hand to block the flying sword.

Seeing that Xia Yunjie used his flesh and blood arm to directly block the flying sword of the Unknown Sword Immortal, Bigfoot Immortal's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He opened his mouth to call out but couldn't.

From this we can see how shocked this scene was to a mysterious Taoist man like Bigfoot.

"Clang, Clang, Clang" The flying sword struck Xia Yunjie's arm solidly, making the sound of gold and iron hitting each other. Not only that, every time the arm and the flying sword collided, the unknown swordsman took a step back and turned pale. points, and the sword body of the White Soul Flying Sword also trembled non-stop, making a harsh buzzing sound.

The cold light flashed in the air, the shadows of hands flew by, and the sound of gold and iron clashing could not be heard. However, it only lasted a few seconds. The unknown swordsman couldn't help it anymore and collapsed on the ground sweating profusely. The cold light was still stagnant before. Bai Po also fell to the ground with a "ding-dong" sound, and the cold light disappeared, just like a piece of iron.

"Fellow Daoist Xia, don't fight, don't fight, I'm no match for you." The Wuming Sword Immortal sat on the ground powerlessly, breathing heavily while waving his hands to Xia Yunjie, looking at him with eyes full of In awe.

Fighting against his flying sword with a flesh and blood body, and fighting head-on, not only did he not hurt him in the slightest, but every time he hit it, it was like a huge boulder hitting his heart hard, making people have the urge to vomit blood. This kind of terrifying strength has already It completely exceeded the imagination of the Wuming Sword Immortal, and the opponent turned out to be such a young guy.

Xia Yunjie saw the Wuming Sword Immortal sitting on the ground at such an age. He waved his hand and said he would not fight without blushing at all, and said that he was no match for him. However, he felt that this old man with a stern expression was quite frank and cute. He smiled and stepped forward and stretched out his hand to fight. The Wuming Sword Immortal pulled him up from the ground and said, "Fellow Taoist Wuming has been offended."

"Haha, what offence? This is what he asked for. This time, the nameless brother was defeated?" Bigfoot saw Xia Yunjie smiling and stepped forward to pull the nameless swordsman up from the ground. Then he recovered from the shock and said Despite his age, he stepped forward and said gloatingly. Obviously, this old man has often suffered losses from the flying swords of the unknown swordsman.

The Nameless Sword Immortal smiled coquettishly, then looked at Xia Yunjie, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Fellow Daoist Xia, I would like to ask, what level have you reached now?"

After hearing this, Bigfoot also stared at Xia Yunjie with curious eyes. He was also curious about this question.

"Later stage of foundation building," Xia Yunjie hesitated before replying.

"In the later stage of foundation building, isn't it just one step away from the golden elixir avenue?" The Wuming Sword Immortal and the Bigfoot Immortal were all shocked when they heard this, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground in surprise.

Xia Yunjie smiled shyly when he saw this. In fact, the late stage of foundation building of ordinary monks could not be compared with his late stage of foundation building. In the late stage of foundation building, he was a fellow cultivator with his magic power, and they reached the late stage of foundation building together. Not only that, he was cultivating the Niwan Palace, and the purity of his magic power was by no means comparable to that of ordinary monks in the late stage of foundation building.

Of course these unknown sword immortals and Bigfoot immortals didn't know this, but even so, it was so shocking that they were shaken and unable to control themselves.