Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

When the smoke and clouds gathered, it was like a light veil, colorful and swirling around, and the light from outside could not penetrate. Meng Zixia shouted, waved his sleeves, and stretched out his fingers. Between his fingers, a three-foot white light appeared. Further up, there were strands of thin and undetectable golden threads, shining brightly.

Meng Zixia stared at Zhou Qing, muttering something. After a few breaths, the golden threads shook gently and turned into thousands of them, like sword lights, slashing down from the front. The speed was so fast that it was unbelievable.

In just one moment, the thunderbolt had already burst into the eyes, and the golden light filled the sky and sprinkled down, covering everything, making people feel a tingling sensation on their skin.

It can be imagined how fast and sharp this attack was!

The average monk who had entered the acupoint would probably be hit by this attack.

Zhou Qing's eyes narrowed. Meng Zixia of the Zuoqiu Meng family across from him practiced a Taoist technique, and it was a very powerful Taoist technique. No wonder he had the confidence to stir up a storm on the Qingyu Terrace.

"However,"

Zhou Qing stood quietly, motionless, as if he didn't see the golden color in the sky. It was just that above his head, at some point, the dragon-transforming true energy surged up, holding out the Tianwen Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl Pendant, and then gently shook it.

The next moment, the pearl in the middle of the dragon's mouth bloomed with light, and a series of precious lights shone across the front, back, left and right, forming a kind of solid ice, airtight.

The golden line that was slashed in the air collided with the transparent precious light, making a fierce collision sound, and the sound of ding-dong ding-dong rang out.

At first glance, it sounded like a night rain coming in a hurry, hitting the banana leaves, one after another, continuously.

Meng Zixia saw that his attack failed, and the residual color of the collision spread out like a rainbow, colorful and dazzling. Above his pupils, the suspended Tianwen Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl Pendant was reflected, and he was slightly surprised.

"It's actually a spiritual weapon."

Once his Taoist magic Golden Sword Spin was activated, it was fast and urgent. Only a magic weapon with spirituality could jump up and block it.

And seeing that the light was condensed and not dispersed, like solid ice, the spiritual weapon in the opponent's hand seemed to be of high grade, and it should be a purely defensive spiritual weapon.

"Zhou Qing is lucky."

Meng Zixia turned his thoughts, and his eyes were slightly cold.

Like the children of Zuoqiu Meng's family or the children of Luochuan Zhou's family, after practicing to the Qi Refining Realm, they have true Qi in their bodies and can control magic weapons, they usually get magic weapons from their clans.

It's just that the children of aristocratic families can get magic weapons, but the quality of the magic weapons they get, whether they match the skills they practice, what they can be used for, etc., are all uneven, and everyone has their own fate.

In Meng Zixia's eyes, the magic weapon Zhou Qing offered on the opposite side is not only of extremely high quality, but also very compatible with his aura, which is very rare.

"You are not the only one who has a magic weapon."

Meng Zixia's thoughts turned, and a little golden light appeared on the top of his head, and then he jumped up and turned into a golden plate. In the center was a picture of fangs and claws, and countless small sword lights were squeezed together outside, making a constant collision sound.

"Duh."

After offering the golden plate spirit weapon, Meng Zixia opened his mouth and spit out a stream of true energy, hitting it. The golden plate suddenly shone brightly. Not only did the picture of fangs and claws in the center emit brilliance, but even the small sword lights around it kept shuttling and then striking down.

At this moment, Meng Zixia's Taoist magic and the power of the golden plate spirit weapon seemed to be perfectly integrated, like wind from a tiger, clouds from a dragon, and in an instant, the golden silk threads all around rose again, thin and dense, and covered the face.

The sharp aura was three to five times stronger than before!

"No wonder Meng Zixia dared to seek wealth and honor in the danger of Qingyutai."

The smile on Zhou Qing's face disappeared. He looked at the golden threads whistling in the sky. Each one contained an unstoppable sharp aura. Such power would probably kill ordinary cultivators in the realm of enlightenment.

"Rise."

Zhou Qing took a deep breath, and the dragon-transforming true energy in the Danhai continued to flow out and hit the Tianwen Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl Pendant.

Just like a real dragon roar, the fine scales on the two dragons seemed to come alive, coming and going, swaying up and down, and the gem facing each other in the center shone brightly, and circles of light shone out, forming a light curtain, layer upon layer.

The golden thread that struck down from the sky formed a light curtain. This time, the collision was more intense than the last time. If the sound of the last collision was still the sound of rain hitting banana leaves, then this time it was definitely a hailstorm, darkening the sky and the earth.

Zhou Qing said nothing, but just controlled the Tianwen Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl Pendant to open the treasure light and block the attack that seemed to come from all directions.

He looked calm, allowing the true energy in his body to be rapidly consumed. He ignored the concave shape formed by the golden light of the opponent's Taoist magic and magic weapon that was almost in front of him, and focused on defending with the Tianwen Yin-Yang Dragon Pearl Pendant.

"Want to fight with me?"

Meng Zixia understood Zhou Qing's response and sneered. He operated the mysterious power, and golden textures emerged in his Taoist body. True energy surged from the Danhai and Lingqiao, supporting him to go all out to perform Taoist magic and magic weapons.

According to common sense, he used the Taoist magic of the Golden Sword Spin and the spiritual weapon of the Angry Dragon Sword Plate. He should have consumed more and faster true energy than Zhou Qing on the opposite side.

It was not good for him to keep grinding like this.

But almost no one knew that Meng Zixia's mysterious skill "Treasure Gold Elephant Qi" was mysterious and extraordinary. The Danhai he opened up was larger than that of ordinary cultivators of the same realm, and the amount of true energy in his body was beyond imagination.

The magic weapon in his hand was also obtained from an elder in the clan who practiced the same technique as him. After the sacrifice, he inherited it perfectly.

More importantly, Meng Zixia has seven parts of immortal bones, three parts of fire and four parts of gold. When he was building his foundation, he used the clan's secret technique to build a radiant Taoist body.

One of the main functions of this Taoist body is that it is not only easier for cultivators to get started in practicing gold and fire Taoist arts, but also consumes less true energy than normal when performing gold and fire and magic weapons of these two attributes.

You can use less true energy to do the same thing.

That's why, even though Meng Zixia performed Taoist arts and used spiritual tools, he consumed much less true energy than expected.

"Let's see how long you can resist."

Meng Zixia looked at the opposite side, confident of victory. His Taoist arts and spiritual tools were already amazing offensively. Now the spiritual tools can help the power of Taoist arts, making it even more difficult for the opponent to block.

Even though the spiritual weapon sacrificed by Zhou Qing on the opposite side was extraordinary, and its defense was stronger than he had imagined, but facing wave after wave of attacks from him, Zhou Qing had to push the spiritual weapon to its strongest point and could not stop. The amount of true energy and spiritual will consumed was even greater than his own.