The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

Thinking of this, Yichen's heart was filled with huge waves. From this point of view, it was really because of what his senior had done to him that he had made such a slow breakthrough in his cultivation realm in the past three years. It was really his fault that his senior had done something to him. He would definitely not harm himself. He had no reason to harm himself. If he wanted to harm himself, he would just kill himself. Why would he teach his own mysterious skills?

And now it seems that the strange senior has indeed not harmed himself. Although his cultivation level seems to have slowed down, in fact his cultivation level seems to have been "compressed". Just like a magic weapon that has been tempered for thousands of times, his skill has been far improved. Super comrades, everyone, in this way, the strange senior is helping himself!

But when he thought about it again, he felt that something was wrong. Although the world is big and full of wonders, is there any miraculous skill in the world that can continuously "compress" a person's cultivation?

"Well……"

Suddenly, Yichen felt a sharp pain in his head, and then many inexplicable words appeared: heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work, yin and yang are charcoal, and all things are copper...

what happened? What on earth are these...

After half a stick of incense like this, Yichen finally recovered slowly, but when he tried to recall it, the words in his mind seemed to disappear again, and he couldn't remember them anymore.

"how so……"

Yichen looked at the palms of his hands blankly, why did he have these strange words in his mind? What exactly are these words, and why can’t I remember them? Is it because of these words that my progress in Taoism has been slow?

Suddenly, he thought of something else. Although his Taoist realm was progressing slowly, his skill had not diminished at all and was even getting deeper and deeper. In this case, weren't the Nine Dragon Song Styles really created for him? The Nine Forms of Long Yin cannot exert much power in the hands of ordinary people, so it is regarded as an introductory Taoist technique. However, my own skills are much deeper than ordinary people. Isn't it suitable for practicing this set of palm techniques?

Thinking of this, Yichen was very excited, so that's it! I see! If I practice this abandoned palm technique to the level of proficiency, I will definitely be able to display the same power as the old man. Even if I face those superior Tao techniques, what should I fear?

That night, Yichen was so excited that he couldn't sleep. In the next half month, he practiced "Canglong Yin" day and night. He was currently unable to practice the superior Taoism, so he practiced this entry-level Taoism like an arm. He pointed out that he would then have a battle with Ren Jianzhi's superior Taoism. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is already the beginning of February. This morning, Tianchi Valley is full of people. Everywhere you look, you can see people moving around. Not only because it is the day of the three-year trial, but also because one month ago, the sword fell to Xiao Yichen. After signing a letter of challenge, many senior brothers and sisters came to watch. After all, Yaoguang Zun had never accepted a disciple before, and this time he accepted a disciple. They heard that he was a person with extremely poor qualifications, so they were all very curious.

As noon approached, almost everyone had arrived. In addition to the two elders Song and Bai, there were also several other elders who taught the skills, as well as senior brothers and sisters from Qifeng, such as Lou Qingshan from Xuanyang Peak and Li Yuanzun from Tianquan Peak. Disciple Xia Guyun, disciples of Lord Meiyue of Tianxuan Peak, Leng Qianxue, Ruan Fuling, etc. are all here.

This morning, a fighting platform had been erected in the valley. The cold wind blew up the dead leaves under the platform. To the southeast of the fighting platform, there were the Xuanyang Peak disciples. Looking around, there were nearly a hundred people. Among the seven peaks of Xuanqing, apart from Tianquan Peak, Xuanyang Peak has the most disciples, and only some of them came this time.

"It's difficult to distinguish the true and false of the Ling Xianbu on Lord Yaoguang. Remember not to get into trouble with him later."

Lou Qingshan looked at Xiao Yichen in the distance and said solemnly, even though he knew that Ren Jianzhi's Taoism was far superior to this person, he was determined not to underestimate Fairy Miaoyin's Lingxian Steps. He did not expect that in the past, The little Pingyang Peak disciple he could crush with one finger has now become the disciple of Lord Yaoguang in one leap.

Ren Jianzhi smiled, as if he didn't care, and said calmly, "Senior Brother Lou, don't worry, I will definitely make a quick decision..."

When he said this, he seemed to be eager to see Xiao Yichen unable to get up after being beaten by him. To be more precise, he wanted to see the disciple of the famous Yaoguang Zun, beaten by him. He was so beaten that he couldn't get up.

Next to her, Zhao Ying'er was always frowning. Although she also knew that Ren Jianzhi's skills were far superior to Xiao Yichen's, there was no suspense in this competition, but for some reason, she had a vague premonition, especially when she thought about it. When her brother was suddenly severely injured by this ordinary boy three years ago, she was puzzled by that time.

To the northeast of the fighting platform stood thirty-four female disciples with fluttering fairy clothes. Those were the disciples of Tianxuan Peak. Ruan Fuling looked at Xiao Yichen from a distance, also frowning deeply and squeezing her palms tightly. .

When Liu Chengfeng came to "pay homage", it was this young man she had never met before who saved her face. She naturally hoped that Xiao Yichen would win the competition, but she also knew that this young man's conduct was much worse than Ren Jianzhi's. Well, even Ling Xianbu, who is pregnant with Yaoguang Zun, can only protect himself, and it is almost impossible to win.

Directly east of the fighting stage, two elders, Song and Bai, saw that the time had come. They looked at each other, and Elder Song said loudly, "The first match, Xuanyang Peak Ren Jianzhi, Zixiao Peak Xiao Yichen, the competition begins. "

As soon as these words came out, the nearby disciples became energetic and looked toward the stage. The reason why so many people gathered in Tianchi Valley today was precisely because they all wanted to see Master Yaoguang who had never accepted a disciple. , how many jins and taels does this recycled disciple weigh?

I saw a green figure in the crowd flying flatly onto the fighting stage. That person was none other than Ren Jianzhi, and then another white figure flew over, and Xiao Yichen also landed firmly on the fighting stage. The two looked at each other, the former with a faint smile on his face, and the latter with an expressionless face.

Elder Song frowned and said, "When the competition begins, no one is allowed to interfere, but the competition between fellow students must be completed. Do you two already understand that?"

"Elder, don't worry, Junior Brother Xiao and I will finish the order."

Ren Jianzhi was smiling, but there was a trace of cruelty in his eyes that everyone could see, while Xiao Yichen had an expressionless face, but there was a murderous intent that no one could see in his eyes.

"Okay, let's start!"

Elder Bai made a single stroke with his fingers and drew a boundary around the fighting stage. All the disciples stepped back one after another. Ren Jianzhi looked at Xiao Yichen and smiled coldly in his heart, Ling Yin, I think you still have to do this this time. What qualifications do you have to be on an equal footing with my master!

Thinking of this, I saw his Xuan Gong was shaken, and the whole body was immediately wrapped with fiery red Qi. A hot breath was forced out, making many people feel suffocated. This was the red blood of Master Xuanyang. Yang Shen Gong!

Lou Qingshan couldn't help but be slightly startled, thinking that although Junior Brother Ren started late, he had already mastered the Chiyang Divine Art to the third level in just five years, which seemed to be faster than he had done at the beginning.

"No one in this world can disrespect Master, and you are no exception..."

Yichen Wu had no expression on his face. As soon as he finished speaking, he swiped his fingers, and a layer of frost suddenly enveloped his body. Many people in the distance were also slightly surprised. This was Yaoguang Zun's Bingxin Jue, a fire. Yi Bing, the mental attributes cultivated by these two people happen to be in conflict with each other!

Ha, naive!

Ren Jianzhi smiled coldly in his heart, and suddenly kicked off his feet, lifted up into the air, and yelled, "The world is infinite, the universe - Ten Thousand Swords Technique!"

The moment the voice fell, the situation suddenly changed, layers of sword shadows enveloped the fighting stage, and everyone in the distance was eclipsed. As soon as he took action, it was the Ten Thousand Sword Jue, and it would stop at this point!

Thousands of golden sword energy seemed to have materialized, covering the entire fighting platform. Even if Xiao Yichen was carrying Lingxian Steps, there was no way he could avoid it. The expressions of the two elders Songbai changed drastically, and they were completely unexpected. There is no room for maneuver when Ren Jian takes action!

"go!"

At this moment, Ren Jianzhi's body was trembling a little, but he still used all his profound energy to cast the Ten Thousand Swords Jue. Even though he could only barely cast such an excellent Taoist technique with his current Taoist skills, the power of the Ten Thousand Swords Jue itself was extremely powerful. It should not be underestimated. If a disciple who refines Qi wants to withstand such a rain of swords, he will be seriously injured even if he is not dead!

Driven by Ren Jian, thousands of sword lights slashed towards Xiao Yichen as fiercely as a raging sea wave. Everyone present was horrified. Why didn't he resist? Why didn't he resist?

Yichen was seen standing on the edge of the fighting stage, his long hair behind his shoulders flying in the cold wind. Facing the terrifying sword energy that came like rain, he seemed unusually calm. Many people in the distance were shocked, and their eyes widened. Why didn't he resist? Has he already given up? But even if he admits defeat at this moment, the rain of ruthless swords will inevitably cause his soul to be severely damaged in an instant!

"Hurry up and resist!"

In the distance, Ruan Fuling's heart was already beating like a drum. Seeing the thousands of sword energy approaching, she finally couldn't help shouting out at this moment.

However, Xiao Yichen still had no intention of resisting, and the two elders Song and Bai finally turned pale when they saw this. Perhaps this young man had lost all his strength when encountering such a ferocious attack for the first time. Almost at the same moment when they were about to take action to prevent the disaster, The sword rain that filled the sky suddenly slowed down strangely.

"what happened!"

One wave after another started, and everyone couldn't help but be surprised again. They originally thought that some elder suddenly stopped them, but they looked around, but no one was seen. Only the two elders Song and Bai were stunned not far to the east of the fighting platform. At first They also thought that someone took action before them, but now it seems that is obviously not the case.

"One yin and one yang are called Tao..."

At this moment, a faint voice came from the stage, and Yichen moved his hands, and two mysterious energies, one yin and one yang, came out of his body, one black and one white, forming a "Tai Chi" pattern on his chest. Everyone Another surprise, this is it!

Before everyone could react, in the next moment, there was another gust of wind in the air, and the sound of "rustling" could be heard continuously. The dead leaves under everyone's feet suddenly started to spin and gathered towards the fighting platform. Faintly, There were also bursts of dragon roars heard.