Chapter 315 The Technique Is Not Far Away, The Truth Is Like A Lamp
Suddenly, a colorful tiger appeared out of thin air. Its fur was black and white, and it had cold teeth and sharp claws. It was like a tiger pouncing towards the four of them! His aura was like a rainbow, and the sound of wind and hunt entered his ears. He couldn't really experience it anymore.
I've long heard this old man mention that there were experts in the old Jianghu who were proficient in illusions and could create illusions to harm people with mental attacks. This was the first time Gu Tianyou had witnessed the so-called illusion technique in the world of high technique. He was secretly surprised. Was this thing really his god?
Jiang Fei snorted coldly, "Little skill of carving insects!" Suddenly, a bright light bloomed in his eyes as he shouted, "Dan Zhu's mouth is divine, and Qi is divine." The pill essence of my mind makes me understand the truth. Vermillion Bird gathered charcoal and was reborn from the flames. Dao Qi always existed when one was focused on refining spirits. In a hurry. Break it! As soon as these words were spoken, a faint phoenix cry resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
In an instant, the illusion of the White Tiger pouncing on people disappeared. Ling Jue looked at Jiang Fei with an awe-inspiring expression and said, "Little girl has some cultivation. She can actually break through my Great Circular Light Technique."
Circular Light Technique was a very common secret technique. Taoist sects and Buddhist sects all had different names and different kinds of functions. The most common technique was the circular light technique, which was also known as the old light technique. It required a high level of skill and cultivation to invite a god to appear, develop in the air, and form stereoscopic images.
Jiang Fei said, "It's a bit of a sect that you can hold back the White Tiger's soul. It's a pity that you met me today. You've already made your move. I haven't made my move yet. Take a look at me too." As he spoke, his eyebrows trembled. He raised his plain hand and opened his palm towards Ling Jue. He shouted, "Swift!"
There was a storm on the flat ground, and an undercurrent moved with the wind. This wind suddenly appeared along with Jiang Fei's movement of raising her hand. In other words, this wind was created by Jiang Fei using her spiritual will to comprehend the trajectory and rhythm of the natural flow. This was an anomaly simulated by the Dao Sect, the Dao of Man, the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and the Dao of Heaven and Earth. A high-end divine ability technique that only True God Clay Pills could use when he was in contact with Heaven and Earth.
This undercurrent followed the wind and sent the poison from Jiang Fei's Azure Devil Hand over. It circled around Ling Jue's body, and not long after, the poison was completely introduced into her body. Ling Jue's expression changed drastically. A look of despair and terror appeared in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hand and pressed down on his throat. His expression gradually became painful and ferocious, and tears came out of his nose. He struggled and shouted hoarsely, "Antidote, quickly give me the antidote. Otherwise, I'll let a hundred ghosts pester you and make you die a terrible death." Sect Master will not let you off … … … … …
Jiang Fei laughed heartily. The small area of the air seemed to become lively because of this laugh. He clapped his hands and said, "I thought there were some amazing figures here, but they were all unfashionable things. Have you ever seen a kid who dared to pester a Bodhisattva?" She smiled complacently at the little dragon girl and said, "I've finished my work. I'll leave the rest to you."
As a Bodhisattva, he was actually referring to a kind of realm. His spiritual sense and truthfulness were like lamps that illuminated the true colors of everything in the world. He had already cultivated. Putting aside the trash of the strange will of the gods, there was no Buddha or Bodhisattva in his eyes. They were all cultivated by humans. From the perspective of magic techniques, these sects spread their doctrines and fought for the worship and belief of others in order to increase the cultivation of the deities and buddhas by borrowing the soul faith power of the believers, so that the spiritual energy of the deities and buddhas could have greater influence in this vast world.
In the end, they were all human beings, not gods.
The essence of all techniques came from the natural phenomena of heaven and earth. Techniques were methods that borrowed the methods of heaven and earth, and were not divine immortal techniques that chanted incantations. Scattering beans into weapons was a mental illusion. A scientific explanation was that powerful souls exerted pressure on weak ones. Xingyun Buyu was naturally comprehended by his master. He borrowed the power of Heavenly Phenomenon to create small-scale spells. Although it looked miraculous, there were actually laws to follow. This astronomical phenomenon required an extremely high level of primordial spirit to be borrowed.
As soon as an expert made a move, he knew if there was one. Jiang Feilu's move had completely subdued everyone. Originally, he thought it was a relaxed half-moon tour to the west, but when he left the capital, he still felt that Master Lin was too solemn, putting on such a one-sided formation was too respectful of these three thieves. However, he didn't expect that the strongest but most capable of acting would die in a single meeting. The little girl on the other side was extremely beautiful, but she had an unfathomable opportunity to attack. How many years had it been since such a method appeared in the world of high technique?
Gu Tianyou walked straight to the six remaining people and asked, "Did you kill all the people in this village?"
Amongst the six, there was an old man dressed in white, black trousers, and long beard and white hair. Seeing that he had a bit of an elegant intention, he took the conversation and said, "The Dao is not far away. There are endless spells. This old man Wu Hongliang has finally seen a real Daoist. Warlocks are unfathomable. This old man admires him greatly." "This must be Mr. Gu. We didn't expect you to have such an expert by your side. Previously, I only heard that you have a martial arts expert who is very good at fighting. This old man has always wanted to experience it."
Gu Tianyou said, "So it's Martial Master. There's no need for anyone else. If you want to fight, fight with me."
Wu Hongliang said, "With this young lady here, how can the few of us give full play to this?"
He was clearly worried that Jiang Fei would use a miraculous technique to plot against him. Gu Tianyou had the heart to test the knack of exerting strength. He needed the experience of fighting with a traditional boxer. He was afraid that he would not make a move. Thus, he smiled and said, "From now on, I can guarantee that she will never make a move against any of you. Next, I will stand here and fight with you."
Wu Hongliang's eyes lit up, "Is this true?"
Gu Tianyou smiled faintly, "As long as you want to fight, I will definitely accompany you to the end!" He paused for a moment before continuing, "As long as you can defeat me, you can leave this place alive. If you want to play with something sinister, you can find either of them."
These people didn't dare to look at Jiang Fei, and they all cast their gazes at Long Jianmei. Looks like he's looking forward to it. The little dragon girl knew that Eighth Granduncle's heart was about to test his fist, so she didn't want to ruin the man's mood. She snorted softly and walked to the apricot tree. She raised her head to take a look, and suddenly shouted, "Luo!"
It wasn't a punch, nor was it an exaggerated kick that broke the tree, it was just a roar. After this roar, the trees fell like rain. He was standing in the rain of flowers, as if he were a deity.
The few people who were thinking of her immediately shrank their necks in fright. They were all from the gates that had a high technique inheritance. They didn't have much ability, but they didn't lack experience. The old people would always say that when they were talking about martial arts, they would always say that when they were hitting people with their voices. The sound of hitting people was not from the throat, but from the nasal cavity of the Niwan Palace. It was not from the human body, but from the mental will of the opponent.
Even if they weren't immortals, they wouldn't be far off if they were able to knock down the leaves and apricot blossoms with a sonic boom.
Wu Hongliang cupped his fists at Gu Tianyou and denounced him. He lowered his body and shook his shoulders. His hand was a snake-shaped collar, and his entire body arrived in a flash!
Gu Tianyou looked at his movements, moving from stationary to rapid. He listened to the sound of Qi and blood circulating in this fellow's body, and his muscles and veins vibrating as he tried to imitate it. He raised his hand to block his punch. In the blink of an eye, Gu Tianyou felt a slight numbness in his palm as he clashed with his fist. There was an obvious prickling sensation, and a hidden force was trying to penetrate into his hand.
This was hidden strength? Gu Tianyou thought to himself and waved his hand to block Wu Hongliang's snake fist. However, Wu Hongliang was worthy of being an expert in actual combat. The edge of his fist was blocked, but he turned around. First, he flicked his elbow and whipped it over like a whip. Gu Tianyou retreated, and he immediately leaned back and chased after him with his shoulder. Gu Tianyou raised his hand and pushed it. He felt his opponent's blood vibrate at this moment. His heart seemed to beat wildly. Suddenly, a fierce potential came from his shoulder.
At this moment, Wu Hongliang's shoulders trembled, and all of the potential in his fascia meridians was activated. This was his strongest attack, the one leaning against the mountain, the one within the Eight Extremes. It suppressed all of his hidden strength. A powerful blow.
Gu Tianyou pushed with his hand and "heard" that the source of his strength was his heart. Qi and blood stimulated the small muscles, and the noisy fascia followed suit. This person should be at the pinnacle of Dark Strength. In the world of high technique, he really wasn't considered an expert. Thinking of this, he grabbed Wu Hongliang by the shoulder and pressed down on his shoulder. Then, he turned his wrist and grabbed Wu Hongliang's neck.
Wu Hongliang did not expect Gu Tianyou to be able to receive his full strength attack. He lost his first move and was caught by the enemy. He couldn't help but say, "Gu, you can't kill me. Otherwise, you'll get into big trouble."
"I won't kill you?" Gu Tianyou snorted softly, "Ask the hundred people in the village if they agree or not?"
Wu Hongliang said anxiously, "I am the descendant of the Wu Clan's Taiji Sect. If you kill me, the experts in the sect will not let you off."
Gu Tianyou chuckled coldly, "What nonsense is an authentic sect? It's just a lackey raised by Luo Yifei. What kind of gold are you putting on your face?" As he said that, he twisted his hand and broke Wu Hongliang's neck, killing him on the spot.
"Next!" Gu Tianyou raised his voice and said, "Apart from knocking me down, don't expect any other way to leave this place. If you want to play tricks, you'd better find a reason to impress me. Don't talk about the sect at all."
A short, lean, monkey-like man suddenly snorted coldly and leapt out. He did not aim for Gu Tianyou, but flew towards the south slope of the mountain. This person was clearly proficient in a certain type of running skill, and it was extremely ugly to run. He bent his body, and his entire body's center of gravity was almost completely leaning forward. His knees were against his chest, and his hands and feet were cooperating. It was not so much running as running like a wheel working on bones.
Although this movement did not have any aesthetic feeling, its speed was truly astonishing. It only took a few seconds for it to run a hundred meters away.
Gu Tianyou slapped twice and said, "You're running so fast. Are you a genius if you don't participate in the Olympics?"
The little dragon girl unhurriedly picked up a stone from the ground and casually tossed it. The stone was like a meteor, making a sharp sound of breaking through the air. Right in the temple, a bloody light burst out from the man's head. Half of his head was shattered and his corpse fell to the ground.
Gu Tianyou said, "See? It's a path from Mount Hua since ancient times. Who's next?"
"Let me give it a try." Out of the remaining four, a middle-aged woman walked out. She turned around and said to the other three, "I'll go first. No, the three masters will fight for this chance of survival." She had climbed down from the tree just now, and her movements were as clumsy as those of an ordinary woman. However, when she stood in front of him, Gu Tianyou suddenly had a feeling that she was the only true expert among the seven of them.
"Wang Chunhong, Da Cheng Fist!" The woman cupped her hands and announced herself. Then, she flashed the door of the jade cat to wash her face. His body immediately emitted a strange rumbling sound.
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