Ji Taoist

Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Yan Buzhi sees the world of cultivation and the world of mortals as similar.

Since he became famous, many more martial arts cultivators have come here to become apprentices, but Yan Buzhi has always let Longzhou and the others handle this matter.

Yan Buzhi's fame has added fuel to the development of the Martial Arts Association. Now the Martial Arts Association is already a fairly large organization in Dongxing City.

This naturally caused dissatisfaction with other organizational forces attached to the arena, and Longzhou Wu Qian was not stupid. After accepting so many martial arts cultivators, he tried every means to lure them to the arena. Through a series of operations, he not only gained fame, but also Make a lot of money.

There are even rumors that the Budokai will replace other big forces that rely on the arena. Now, under such circumstances, the Budokai must have touched some people's cakes, and it is impossible to cooperate.

Yan Buzhi asked Wang Qiangsheng to investigate this matter, especially those gladiators who dragged him into a fierce battle and almost saw through his pants, which was really unbelievable to him.

He just wanted to know who was studying him in such a targeted manner.

From Wang Qiangsheng's mouth, Yan Buzhi learned that among the batch of martial arts cultivators who originally joined the martial arts association, there were spies from other forces who would deliberately collect information on him while he was teaching Taoism and martial arts. However, they have not found out yet. To whom it was given.

After returning to the Budokai.

Long Zhou and Wu Qian were sitting inside, looking serious.

Yan Buzhi laughed: "Why are you two so serious?"

"Brother Xu is so relieved. He was so dangerous in the arena just now, and now he is still chatting and laughing. It really makes us admire him." Longzhou smiled helplessly.

"Brother Long, what you mean is..."

Wu Qian looked at him: "Brother Xu, you should have noticed that as you have exposed more and more of your trump cards in the past few months of fighting to the death, someone has already been studying your fighting style and habits and made targeted decisions. Sexual countermeasures. If the fight continues, I'm afraid..."

"Are you two trying to persuade me not to continue fighting to the death?" Yan Buzhi sat down and asked.

The two nodded: "It's not that I want Brother Xu to give up the arena. After all, the interests of our martial arts association are all there. Without Brother Xu, the current situation of the martial arts association is like burning oil. If you don't pay attention, you will easily lose everything. "

"What do those two people mean?"

"How about taking a break for a while? Brother Xu might as well practice for a while. If you have new trump cards, you can continue."

"Yes, Brother Xu has done enough now. If the fight continues, someone will really see Brother Xu clearly. If others are to target him, why not change his own style of play?"

Yan Buzhi thought for a while: "You two are right, but you still have to beat me."

"this...."

"Martial arts cultivators need to improve themselves in battle. Besides, they haven't pushed me to the limit. How could I back down?"

Longzhou frowned: "But Taoist fellows also know that it was a fight to the death. If something went wrong, it would be like today's fight to the death. If it weren't for the opponent's sudden instability in mana, I'm afraid Brother Xu wouldn't be able to stand here safely. ”

"So, since it's a life-and-death fight, with you and without me, how can I not try my best? My cultivation also needs this kind of battle to grow." Yan Buzhi said with a smile.

"this...."

Yan Buzhi waved his hand: "You two don't need to say more, I will still participate in the death match next month."

"Oh, okay." Seeing that Yan Buzhi couldn't be persuaded, the two said nothing more.

After entering the room, Yan Buzhi sat down cross-legged and looked inside.

The immortal essence circulates around the sky with the Xuan Gong, and returns to the Dantian in a few breaths.

There were no more or less Dao marks in the Dantian, exactly 600, which also made Yan Buzhi very strange.

"Can't we increase Dao Marks quickly in battle? That's not right. We obviously feel that Dao Marks are improving, but how come they don't increase at all?"

Yan Buzhi was quite strange and started to attract Dao Hen.

Bah!

Um? !

The martial arts mark suddenly trembled in the Dantian, and Yan Buzhi immediately followed the discordant feeling and searched for it.

"This is it!"

There is something wrong with his selflessness!

Yan Buzhi raised his hand and put the Selfless Body in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully: "So my Dao Mark is here! Has it been swallowed by the Selfless Body?"

Yan Buzhi was quite surprised. He looked at the martial arts traces that appeared on the true essence furnace in Wuwo's ​​body, and the purple thunder light flashed in the furnace. He couldn't help but feel confused.

Seeing the lightning and Dao marks gradually merging, a burst of purple energy suddenly emerged from Wuwo's ​​body. As the purple consciousness flashed, purple arcs circulated in Wuwo's ​​body's meridians and flesh.

"Xuan Gong?!"

Yan Buzhi was stunned for a moment, what does "selfless body" mean?

Did the Dao Mark that absorbed me undergo some strange changes from the Zixiao Divine Thunder that was retained when I passed through the thunder tribulation?

Yan Buzhi watched as the Dao marks on the True Essence Furnace continued to decrease, until the selfless body once again mastered a mysterious skill, and actually broke through to the foundation building stage!

"This kind of mysterious power is unheard of. It actually relies on absorbing thunder to strengthen the physical body and spiritual consciousness. And this..."

Yan Buzhi looked at the thunder seeds left in the True Essence Furnace and couldn't help but be surprised: "You can still cultivate thunder seeds. If you cultivate them well, even martial arts cultivators will be able to activate the Purple Sky Divine Thunder in the future!"

All the five elements of heaven and earth have their own seeds, such as the heavenly fire seeds in Yan Buzhi's hand. This is not a power that monks can cultivate, and can only be used through external refining.

But the martial arts profound skill created by Wuwo Body on its own actually has the thunder seed of Zixiao God Thunder, which is quite outrageous.

"If eating my Dao mark can create such a profound skill, I will eat it if I give it to you."

Yan Buji laughed, checked the method of Wuwo Body's profound skill cultivation, and tried to practice it himself.

But Yan Buji soon stopped laughing, because there was no Zixiao God Thunder in his body, so he had no way to condense the thunder seed. The first step of the profound skill cultivation encountered a big problem.

"Hmm? It seems that I have to find another heaven and earth thunder to practice this profound skill? It's too troublesome."

Yan Buji looked at Wuwo Body and directly reached out to take out the thunder seed from its body.

Wuwo Body is still under his control now, and Wuwo Body itself is created by Yan Buji's spirit, so there is no need to erase the mark, and it can be refined directly.

Of course, for safety reasons, Yan Buji still took the initiative to sacrifice and refine it for seven days. After there was no mark on it, he used Wuwo Body's profound skill to refine it.

The thunder seed entered the body!

Since it was refined by immortal essence, Yan Buji immediately felt like an ant crawling, and recalled the time when he was struck by thunder.

However, because of his experience, Yan Buji did not make any mistakes when refining.

After half a month, after refining the thunder seed, he began to practice the mysterious art and officially entered the door.

"Since it is a mysterious art containing purple thunder, let's call it purple thunder art." Yan Buji smiled.

Then, Yan Buji looked at Wuwo Body.

Wuwo Body operated autonomously, even if he lost the thunder seed, the practice of the mysterious art was not hindered at all, but it allowed him to condense another thunder seed.

Yan Buji's pupils shrank, and he thought of a vicious method.