764. Suppression and repel cause and effect

Author: No Nights in the prosperous Tang Dynasty

764. Suppression and repel cause and effect

Qiuxue nodded, waved her sleeves, and there was a blue-colored magic wave, protecting it beside her.

"This time, the mountain leader takes action, you can also observe a few things, and you can get a lot of benefits, but you must stick to your own ways and don't be guided."

The great way that the heavenly priest, such as Yan Qijue, practiced has been completed.

It was when you climbed into the palace and built a tall building.

Those who attain the Tao must use the great way as the foundation, accumulate soil and stones, and achieve the nine-level Taoist tower, which echoes the nine-level realm among the Heavenly Lord.

Until the Taoist tower is completely constructed, the high-level clouds are connected to the sky, and then step onto it, touching the true heaven, and from then on, the great way is added to the realm of the true heaven.

With Yan Qiji's current state, every move is carried by the Taoist rhyme. If Pei Xihe does not stick to his original heart, he will inevitably be led by this, which will cause one or two deviations in his own Taoist path.

But if you use this as grinding stone, it can be called uncensored jade to produce light.

Pei Xihe nodded and responded with a smile, and then looked at the two heavenly masters with all concentration.

The disciple Liu Wei, who was favorable to the son, was the best immortal, and his realm was unstable. He was the bottom of the first extreme realm. He could be called the weakest in the same realm and naturally could not stop the aftermath of the collision.

He retreated in a hurry and stumbled, while Qiu Xue winked at Shuo Li. The old man immediately understood and summoned his magic power to capture the man and imprison him.

The favorable son wanted to help him, but he was controlled by Yan Qijue and could not easily get rid of his hands.

There was a rune flashing in Pei Xihe's golden eyes, asking her to see the battle between the two heavenly priests.

In the small world opened by Yan Qijue, he saw his right hand clenched into a fist, and a statue of gods and demons intertwined with red and green appeared between heaven and earth.

She raised her eyebrows, and the magical waves around her body were shocking.

"Old man, you have not made any progress in the past years?"

The favorable son was poked into the pain area, his face darkened, and he hummed coldly.

"So what if you are young and talented? I am the sixth level of Taoist vacancies, but only the fourth level. If you come again, you can't suppress me easily."

The mockery between Yan Qijue's eyebrows became even more serious.

"I believe the leader of Qiuyue Cave Curtain should not know that you are so dependent on your age. I think Qiu Tansheng should be tired of you. If I really make you suffer, she will be afraid that she will cover her back.

He smiled secretly."

"Since that's the case, I'll fulfill you."

As soon as she thought, the strange statues of gods and demons behind her suddenly moved, like real creatures, carrying a vast power, and magic power condensed into thousands of sharp swords, falling like rain.

"But because you have lived for more than 100,000 years and have condensed two more levels of Taoist vacancies, you will be so beautiful."

Shunyuanzi looked at the vast sword rain and immediately waved the whisk in his hand.

The white silk floated in the air and extended out, like a spiritual snake, or a ferocious dragon.

"boom!"

He brushed his white beard and spitted a word of the mantra. In a flash, the white silk produced by the whisk collided with the magic sword. The sound of the slam resounded throughout this small world, as thunderous as thunder.

Although Yan Qijue is two smaller than the difference between the two levels of small realms, his expression is flamboyant, as if everything is in control, without any panic and fear.

She raised her right hand and pointed at her index finger, a red light swept out, like a phoenix spreading its wings, burning the void.

"Yuanchen."

This is his original genius, which looks like a crimson jade hairpin, with clever patterns and dexterity. It is clearly a phoenix totem when you look closely.

A strong red light emerged from his hairpin, which caused the sky to fall and the flying flames to fall!

Seeing this, the son of Sui Yan was even more sank, and the whisk in his hand suddenly waved.

"Mysterious mist."

Wherever the whisk passed, it created something out of thin air, and turned into a deep mist, making him look more and more immortal.

The fog spreads all directions, as if it can be swallowed and accommodate everything, and the falling fire is completely broken.

"Yan Qijue, stop in time, I and you can protect your face."

When the favorable son looked at him, he felt a little more confident and stable in his heart.

Yan Qijue burst into laughter in an instant.

"You old man, you, my good man."

Her eyes suddenly felt cold and violent, and she said with a smile.

"Today, I will lose half of my life here when I am in the majesty of the Great School."

Yan Qijue saw that the white mist was everywhere, as if it was about to fill the entire small world, so he enveloped her in with her. He did not resist at all, but just put his fingers together with his right hand and waved towards the heaven and earth.

"The first Qi of Hunyuan is revealed, and the two clear breezes of the Taoist Dharma in heaven and earth."

There are thousands of ways in the world, but only two wisps of breeze in my world are enough to blow the peaks and mountains, sweep away all the confusions of the road ahead, and see the open and clear path.

The breeze blows by, from gentle to strong, and turns the mysterious mist into nothingness, which makes Suyuanzi's face change drastically.

Yan Qijue only recited lightly, and the long hairpin of red jade was inspired, and the magic power turned into a red phoenix and flew. In an instant, a thousand auspicious air was filled with red lights, and the long hairpin penetrated the heart of the lucky son in an instant, calling Its breath is sluggish.

At this point, if you do not crush the soul and soul into ashes little by little, and burn them into nothingness, it will be like a spring breeze and wild grass, endlessly reborn.

After all, if this person is really killed here, it is equivalent to the declaration of war between the two forces, namely the Dagan Dynasty and the Qiuyue Cave Curtain. At that time, the struggle will inevitably lead to the loss of life.

But after this, it is enough to severely damage the favorable people, and the price you deserve to pay for doing this offense.

Yan Qijue saw his shaky figure and his smile became stronger.

"It's only you, the old bone, that respects the face so much."

Now she had the thoughts on her side, looking at Liu Wei who was imprisoned by Shuoli, her face showed a little strange.

"Is your disciple so useless, so worthy of your thoughts?"

"Breaking through the upper fairyland, you can actually be like a rootless duckweed, shaking like a rock, as if you are using the power of external objects to enter this state and ignite the bright light?"

Hearing this, Liu Wei's face was flustered, and his eyes showed obscure and unspeakable meanings, which made Yan Qijue notice and even more suspicious.

Shunyuanzi's face turned gray and knew that she was looking at Qiuyue's cave curtain and sighed.

"I have a relationship with him, how can I not help him?"

When the spiritual beings enter the path of Tao, they have actually used the spiritual energy of heaven and earth as the hub, and have a little connection with the laws of the great way. If they enter the fairyland, they can even "listen to the destiny of heaven."

If he had this disciple in his destiny, he would take him to his subordinates and educate him carefully, but his talent was limited.

"oh?"

Yan Qijue stared at Liu Wei, and his body trembled slightly.

"Old man, you seem to be really."

"I'm so old."

As soon as she said this, Thunder Ting immediately took action. He saw Yan Qijue painting a large piece of mysterious runes with his hand, turning into strange gray-white chains, and a blue flame that was flashing and dark was lit on it.

Qiuxue's face changed slightly and she said in surprise.

"The mountain chief actually used this Taoist technique."

Pei Xihe looked at her, her heart full of curiosity.

Qiuxue then answered her questions.

"Since you are a bachelor of the Imperial Academy, you naturally know that at the top of the Eight-Level Immortal Que Tower, there is a volume of the "Source Heavenly Art" called the most Taoist Technique."

"And for nearly a million years, only the mountain leader has truly stepped into it and learned this technique."

"This technique is called 'destructive fruit'."
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