I am immortal

The kid in front of me has a powerful and domineering martial arts body and a decisive killing spirit. He seems to have embarked on a path with his own characteristics. However, the fundamentals of this martial body are unmistakable, just like even if you have traveled an extremely far distance. , witnessed a completely different scenery, there are countless possibilities in the future, but the starting point will not change.

This jade Qingyuan Ancestor Qi's kung fu is pure!

It’s so pure!

It’s so pure that it even tastes a bit offensive!

This is no longer a level that can be achieved simply by taking out a volume of Kung Fu books, this must be taught step by step!

Lord Shangqing Daodao had only one thought left in his heart.

Yuqing! ! !

You ran away!

This is what I like!

Regardless of whether the young Taoist in front of him is Taishang Xuanwei or Qi Wuhuo, Yu Qing is extremely untrue. It is Taishang Xuanwei. This old boy broke the original agreement and agreed not to investigate or interfere. What happened to Kung Fu? ! How could this method be so solid if it didn't take a hundred years?

It's as solid as the rocks at the bottom of the mountain that weigh pickles!

There is no spirituality at all!

Ahem - Oops!

And if he is not Taishang Xuanwei, but just Qi Wuhuo, then Yuqing is not running away!

This is poaching!

Did you dig into my head? ! Okay, okay, you’re playing like this, right? Yuqing!

Shangqing thought about it for a moment, because the steps given by the Supreme Being were very smooth, so now his anger was directly directed at Yuqing, a shameless guy, but he saw the young Taoist over there sank in his steps, and he was covered in The powerful Qi burst out, the sword in the palm slashed horizontally, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal.

good!

Shangqing sighed with admiration in his heart, stepped back, and tapped his fingers with his backhand to smash the sword energy of the Blood River Sword.

In my heart, I cursed the hateful Yuqing old man countless times. Looking at the young Taoist holding a sword in front of me, I was filled with admiration in my heart. He is like me, like me!

But the more he praised in his heart, the more he felt that whether it was sneaking away or poaching, Yuqing who had done something unethical was disgusting——

Damn it! With such grace, it would be great if he were my disciple!

Why did the Supreme Being meet him back then? !

No, anyway, the Supreme Master said, he is not his disciple.

That’s not it!

Lord Shangqing Daodao has always been carefree and casual, and simply didn't care about this matter. He just held a branch casually, making his voice hoarse and laughed: "It turns out that Lord Taishan Mansion only used this method. It seems that the foundation was just borrowed casually before. And the background, it can’t be true after all.”

! ! !

There were slight ripples in the young Taoist's eyes, but Shangqing felt unhappy in his heart, and also wanted to try out this kid's methods. He wanted to give himself a way out and give this kid half a chance, and he left a thought in his heart. Silently muttering to himself: "It depends on how you are able to achieve good luck, and it also depends on whether you and I have such a good luck method."

"If I can sustain thirty breaths under my sword at the same level, I will stay here for a month."

"If I had ninety breaths, I would have stayed for three months."

The branch held casually in the palm shook slightly, and there was mountain night dew on it. In an instant, it was scattered and shattered, forming a hazy mist. The branch burst out in the blink of an eye, and only the top treasure had it. The sharp edge pierced the mist in an instant, and as it moved, the mist turned nine times, turning into a blue dragon with a long roar, and took the lead in attacking Qi Wuhuo.

This guy is so smart.

If you use sword moves, you won't stick to ordinary sword moves, but the charm of it will definitely be discovered by this kid.

Therefore, Lord Shangqing Daodao suppressed his cultivation and never used his signature moves.

Just using ordinary moves is enough to suppress this kid.

Lord Dao thought casually.

This sword is like a sword but not a sword. It moves by controlling the water flow. The Blood River Sword in Qi Wuhuo's palm is made of the highest water vein in the world. It was broken with the same sword. Lord Shangqing Daodao sighed in admiration. By the way, I am indeed worthy of being you, and you have indeed received a true inheritance from me!

This sword move is fierce and unpredictable. It was born out of the Tribulation Sword, but it also has its own understanding.

When unfolded, it is majestic and magnificent.

Walking with the sword in his right hand, two steps under his feet, there are all kinds of Qi and Bai Dharma around his body, accompanied by endless supernatural powers. When he rises with his left hand, a ray of Samadhi true fire is directly spread out. The arrogance is magnificent. Lord Shangqing Daodao breaks it with water, and in a flash The sword tore, the light was bright, and the sword in Qi Wuhuo's palm stabbed out calmly, but it seemed that everything was settled and quiet, and a sense of awe-inspiring suppression erupted.

The sword roared loudly and exploded.

Shangqing Daodaojun swept across with his fingers, breaking Qi Wuhuo's upright and calm sword energy.

The confrontation between the two was very fast. In an instant, the sword energy was everywhere and the magical powers were changing endlessly. In the blink of an eye, they had fought for thirty rounds, but they were still the same. So Lord Shangqing Daodao just breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, this method, ahem, can compete with me for thirty breaths.

Teaching him for a month, isn't it also a matter of course, a matter of course? !

After leaving himself a way out and an excuse deep in his heart, the sword in Dao Lord's palm changed and became faintly more powerful. It was clear that the foundation of its strength was suppressed by the Three Flowers Gathering just now. At the top level, but the magnanimity and sharpness displayed were completely different. It was obvious that the first thirty breaths were deliberately designed to make Qi Wuhuo.

A clang.

The blood river sword in the young Taoist's palm stabbed forward, but it was held firmly by a branch. The energy flowed erratically, as if lingering around for miles, and a graceful force exploded where the two of them met, and escaped towards the outside. Then the forest trees flowed like waves, and in an instant, fallen leaves flew and lingered under the moon. The young Taoist's robe swayed slightly, and the hand holding the sword felt a slight sting.

The man in black seemed to smile, his eyes shone with interest, and said: "Okay, okay!"

"Good foundation and good swordsmanship. Next, I can relax a little!"

In the blink of an eye, a branch of the tree forced Qi Wuhuo's Blood River Sword away from his palm. Immediately, he stepped on the surrounding area. The sword manifested itself like thunder, shining brightly and domineeringly, causing the surrounding wind and waves to whimper, but the sword was far away. It was faster and more fierce than the sound of wind and waves, but it was intended to take down Qi Wuhuo in one move.

Although he was willing to help forge swords and help him if the Supreme Master gave him steps, one month was still enough.

How could he stay too long with Tai Shang?

ha!

Little guy, let go!

The sword energy was bright and the sword was domineering. Everything around him paused for a moment, and then it seemed as if there was deathly silence. All creations stopped moving. The next moment, the flowing wind swept over the domineering force, sweeping violently, destroying the trees, and the bright moon that was previously obscured by the clouds hung in the sky. , the bright moonlight shines down.

The black-clothed Daojun's eyes narrowed slightly. The forward thrust of the 'sword' in his palm could definitely defeat the swords of all Three Flowers Gathering Immortals. At this moment, it was held firmly by the Blood River Sword. The vitality in the surrounding void shook like ripples. The hilt of the sword turned into a netherworld and wrapped around the object, but the young Taoist's body was slightly bowed and he held the sword with both hands, but he finally managed to hold it.

The domineering sword energy was absorbed by the young Taoist's ancestral energy.

then--

Gather it, refine it, seal it, and turn it into my Qi!

The method of nine turns of refining energy was activated in an instant. This majestic Qi was absorbed in an instant, but it was never used on oneself. Instead, after the rotation was changed, it was turned into a technique to attack the enemy. The young Taoist stepped on Bagua to avoid the sword, The right hand holds the sword, and the left hand hangs slightly. The palm is white and slender, but it makes the surrounding space seem to be frozen.

Earthshaking!

The white palm, carrying terrifying power and the pure Qi tempered by the etheric method, resolutely hit his forehead, leaving a bright trail in the eyes of Dao Lord who had suppressed his cultivation.

boom! ! ! !

……………………

Lao Qingniu, who was slowly eating herbs, glanced at the location down the mountain. A strong aftermath swept over there, and countless trees around him exploded and shook. It seemed that the place was covered, and then there was no trace. It disturbed the lives of the people at the foot of the mountain.

Lao Qingniu’s cultivation as a true king cannot be faked, so he just said:

"Master, Second Master Xuanwei seems to have suffered something down there, don't you need to worry about it?"

The white-haired old man smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, he's just a guy with an awkward temper. Deep down in his heart, he still can't let go and can't lose face. Today, I have to find a way to go down."

When it came to this, Lao Qingniu almost understood.

The Supreme Being has a casual temperament, and he will occasionally laugh at him for saying that he has an awkward temperament and cannot wipe out his face. After counting, only that one is left. When I think of that person, he is currently blocking the road with Qi Wu at the foot of the mountain. Confused, Lao Qingniu felt his stomach twitching.

The rumination, which I had not done for a long time, almost scared me.

Old Qingniu hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, that person is going to..."

"Want to try your hand?"

"Don't you need to keep an eye on it?"

The old man couldn't help laughing and said:

"If I took a peek, he would lose face and get annoyed, so he would stop watching."

"Besides, with his temperament, although he is often wanton and unruly, he is not the kind of temperament that does not know the importance of seriousness. Thirty breaths have passed at this moment. With his temperament, I am afraid he will come down to earth and stay here for thirty days."

"Thirty days should be enough."

"Wuhuo can survive thirty breaths so easily. It seems that he also let some water out on purpose. He has such an awkward temperament..."

The old man smiled and thought.

Sure enough, I never went to see it.

……………………

Zheng! ! !

The sound of swords exploded, but the confrontation of swords was no longer the only one, thunder and flames soared like the wind.

The method of Heaven-turning Seal is even more domineering and fierce, combined with the sword technique. In addition, there are also some moves inherited from Emperor Dongyue. In the blink of an eye, sixty breaths have passed. According to the instructions in Shangqing's heart, Looking at his own retreat, this meant that he would have to teach this little Taoist priest for a full two months!

He'll be annoyed by himself in two months.

At this time, Shangqing suddenly discovered what Qi Wuhuo's fighting style was. It was based on an extremely solid, even overly solid foundation and moves. The killer moves only appeared occasionally, but they appeared just right every time. Every move is so smooth, it can be said to be a system of its own, and it can produce effects that scattered moves can never match.

You can guarantee that no matter what style of moves or magical powers your opponent uses, there is a way to deal with them.

Then pull the opponent into your own rhythm and system cycle.

The continuous cycle has no reason, the great road is unified, and all methods are inseparable from their origin.

Everything is changing, but I keep one ear to myself.

Yuqing——

It's Yuqing's move.

This young Taoist's foundation is really too solid.

He has really experienced a calamity and several lives and deaths. His Qi has achieved the state of the four righteousnesses and has been flowing smoothly. More and more changes have come out. No matter what moves the Shangqing Daojun comes out, he can deal with them perfectly and then use them. He responded with the rhythm of the moves that he was good at. Looking at the young Taoist, his eyebrows were clear and he was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe over his white clothes. He had a clear demeanor under the moonlight.

Lord Shangqing Daodao actually had an illusion.

There is a feeling of going back in time and fighting against the young Yuqing.

So I felt more and more unhappy.

OK! Yuqing, you are playing like this, right?

OK! ! !

But he had told himself before that he would not use his signature magical powers, such as the Tribulation Sword and Taichi Lingwen, to avoid being seen by the young Taoist. Now he found that he was being suppressed by the young Taoist. , there was a vague feeling that the situation was being eroded by the young Taoist and gradually turned around.

Turning with yin and yang, the changes are endless, but I am the only one.

The old man’s method is too great!

Shangqing Daojun's forehead twitched slightly. In the blink of an eye, he had reached more than eighty breaths. If he continued like this, he was afraid that he would have to stay together with that bad old man Taishang. It was necessary. This was absolutely not possible. Daojun had a branch in his palm. He suddenly moved forward and stabbed, wanting to defeat the enemy with one move, but he had to restrain his urge to use his signature magical power.

I said no, no!

Besides, do I still need to exert all my strength to deal with this kid at the same level? !

Absolutely impossible!

This move was extremely powerful. After a few moves, the young Taoist was indeed weak. He was struck by a sword and had to retreat. His footsteps changed and he actually fell backwards. The empty door opened, and there was a flaw in his energy. Shangqing Daojun's eyes were calm. , holding the sword to attack, but at this moment there was an unexpected change.

The young Taoist leaned back to avoid the sword. He held the five fingers of his left hand slightly, and there seemed to be wind coming from the void.

Heaven and earth are harps, and the flowing wind is the strings.

A sudden flick.

Fuxi played the right tone.

Not when you are crazy, but when you are right and dignified.

The sound of the piano enveloped the surroundings and suddenly disappeared.

Lord Shangqing Daodao will not be affected, but he will not violate even the agreement he made with himself. No one with the same level of cultivation will not be disturbed by this move, so he sighed secretly in his heart and slowed down the move. , before his eyes he saw the young Taoist draw his sword with his backhand, and the Blood River Sword burst out with a trace of sharp energy.

【Jie Jian·3】!

The branch in Dao Lord's palm was torn apart, and began to collapse and shatter layer by layer from the end. The broken wood fragments were scattered into the wind, and the sword continued to press towards his chest.

Daojun was shocked, sighed, and finally his eyes were filled with admiration.

Zheng! ! ! !

……………………

The wind stirs the sparse forest and the mountains are like waves.

Old Qingniu looked at the place where the battle was taking place at the foot of the mountain. After the last sound of the piano, the large forest was shaking violently, and countless leaves were shattered and flew into the sky. However, this seemed to be the last, and there were no more violent fluctuations. , and finally calmed down after a long time.

Old Qingniu was so worried that he didn't even move to eat the herbs. His eyes were fixed on the direction. After a while, he heard footsteps approaching.

Step by step, calm as usual.

Only then did Lao Qingniu feel at ease. He immediately saw the young Taoist priest in blue robes walking up with a basket of medicine on his back. His expression was calm and his black hair was hanging down in the night. He saluted as usual and said he had met the teacher, the Supreme Being. He smiled and asked, "Wu Huo, there seemed to be movement at the foot of the mountain just now. Did you fight with anyone?"

The young Taoist said: "Yes, but that person left, and the disciple didn't know who it was."

"So..."

The Supreme Being stroked his beard and asked with a smile as if he was careless: "How was the confrontation?"

Old Qingniu pretended not to care, but still quietly pricked up his ears.

The young Taoist put down the medicine basket in his hand and said:

"That person seems to be restraining something all the time. He probably didn't use all his strength, so..."

"So what?"

"Disciple, it's a little better than half a move."

The old man's movement of stroking his beard suddenly stopped.

Silent for a long time.