Cuiguang Pavilion, Gutong Courtyard.
Fu Henghua refined all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures collected in the past few days.
At the Three Treasures Sword Pavilion, Wukong's incarnation also threw himself into the sword pool, running the "Bagua Furnace Technique" to consume the sword energy crazily and purify it into the true essence of creation.
With the combination of the two, Fu Henghua's magic power continued to grow, and the true energy in his limbs and bones was like a huge wave in the ocean.
When two external rivers merge into the ocean of creation, the progress of cultivation accelerates.
Forty-six million, 46.1 million, 46.2 million...
One small week after another, the movement is moving in the body.
When the 46,656,000 Little Zhoutians were completed, Fu Henghua finally broke through the second level.
boom--
The power of magic is vast, like the universe changing, and everything is reborn.
At this time, Fu Henghua sensed a subtle change in his magic power.
"Yinhui has more magic power than Chouhui, right?"
In the Book of Creation Xiu Yuan Zhi Gong, the twelve societies are arranged according to the twelve Yuan Chen, which are: Zichou Yinmao, Chen Jiwuwei, Shen Youxuhai.
Following the evolution of Yuan Hui, Zihui's magic power has gone through the changes of heaven and earth, the old and the new, and is at the beginning of the first yang, when vitality sprouts. After going through the ugly meeting, the magic power became stronger and stronger, just like the sprouts and seedlings that have been exposed to wind and rain, and their stems and branches have matured.
And when Fu Henghua appeared in Yin Hui, Yin and Yang merged, and all things flourished. His magic power is at its peak. And this change of true essence just caters to the blessed land of Changchun in Yuting Mountain.
Fu Heng's blessing reached his soul, and his spiritual consciousness rushed out of the Cuiguang Pavilion with his magic power, resonating with the entire blessed land and fairy mountain.
It happened that Song Chunqiu went back to Cuiguang Pavilion to pick up things. He saw the anger rising in Fu Henghua's residence and nodded frequently.
"The immortal formula evolved from the "Eternal Spring Sutra" is indeed related to my Yuting Mountain. It's a pity that it is not part of the Xuanwei Taoist lineage."
After picking two magic weapons, he went to the main hall.
Before leaving, he told the Taoist boy: "If he comes out of seclusion, let him come to take charge of the Golden Palace."
"yes."
Several Taoist boys gathered around Song Chunqiu and left.
When the door closed, several children cheered and continued to run into the house to fight with crickets.
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The true energy of creation is circulating, and the body is glowing with golden light, full of vitality.
"Bite a piece of my flesh now and ordinary trauma will be healed immediately."
Fu Henghua went down to the ground and came to the window.
A pot of green grass is placed on the window edge.
He went over and blew a breath, watching the green grass spit out a new long and narrow leaf.
"Looking more and more like Tang Monk."
Fu Henghua was quite helpless.
It's a shame that I'm not famous now, if I were to become famous all over the world. You don’t need to speak your own words, other magicians will be able to understand the beauty of your Taoism after just a few glances at your own practice.
"Don't talk about eating my flesh, I'm afraid Elder Tang will have to experience the peach blossom disaster again."
Fu Henghua shook his head, opened the door and walked out.
Seeing the Qingtong trees in the courtyard, Fu Henghua's worries disappeared.
What are you afraid of!
Anyone who dares to offend will be killed immediately!
"Now, I'm still half way from breaking through to the eighth level of foundation building."
After walking along the Liusha River, Fu Henghua had already understood the way of Tu Po.
Looking back, as long as the four levels of "Zichou Yinmao" are complete, you can evolve into the last spiritual god - Tu Po.
Cooperating with one's own Golden Gong and Wood Mother, the three of them circulate the five elements, and then complete the magic practice of the Fourth Association of the Middle School, and then you can enter the late stage of Xuan Fei, which is the ninth level of foundation building.
When he walked out of Gutong Courtyard, he saw two paper cranes flying away from the door.
Soon, several children came to report.
"Sir, sir... Master has ordered you to go to the Golden Palace after you come out."
Golden Palace?
Fu Henghua said in surprise: "Shall I go?"
"Yes, that's what Master ordered."
Fu Henghua looked towards the direction of the Golden Palace.
The rays of light and birds, and the majestic energy lingering in the hall.
"There are so many people, why are you asking me to go?"
As Fu Henghua walked, he muttered: You can't try to use your power to overwhelm me and force me to become a disciple, right?
run? Can you run?
It should be possible. Among the evil arts, there are the Qianli Jixing method and the Qiankun transposition method. It's okay to lose a hundred years of mana and run away. If you can't run away, drag it first. Then go to Senior Canglan to reveal your identity and ask for help.
With this thought in mind, Fu Henghua came to the Golden Palace.
The two Tribulation Immortals are not here, only the Nascent Soul Grandmasters are gathered here.
Song Chunqiu sat in the head position, and several elders of the Heng generation sat on golden chairs on the left and right. Elder Jindan like Zhou Xiao could only stand obediently behind Elder Hengyu.
There is a mirror in the center of the hall, showing a sword fight inside.
Fu Henghua blurted out: "Sword Immortal Continent, Senior Sun versus the Chiyuan disciples?"
"That's right. It's a coincidence that you're here. This battle isn't over yet."
Song Chunqiu waved to him to enter the palace quickly.
Fu Henghua quickly came in and observed the battle in the mirror.
In the raging sea of fire, Sun Zhuoyun was not afraid. Holding a flying sword in his hand, he displayed the swordsmanship he had learned in recent years to the fullest, forcing Yang Dai to retreat steadily.
Hengyu pointed to the position next to him, asked him to stand over, and whispered: "Just now Zhou Xiao told us that Sun Zhuoyun studied swordsmanship with your grandfather on Panlong Island and introduced his swordsmanship system. Look at his current swordsmanship. , how is it better than your grandfather?"
"Of course I can't compare with my grandfather. My grandfather's swordsmanship has reached the level of 'Everything in the world is my sword'. In the swordsmanship, looking at many waters, only the sword masters can stabilize his head."
Fu Henghua stared at the battle intently, observing Yang Dai's Li Gua Taoism.
"That's good."
Hengyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He doesn't dabble much in swordsmanship. I'm really worried that the descendants of Chiyuan will be as powerful as Fudanwei and his ilk. In that case, he will also lose.
That's right. Although Sun Zhuoyun currently has the upper hand. But Yang Dai's heaven-level Taoism has not yet been revealed, and everything can still turn around.
…
Seeing that he was about to lose, Yang Dai held up the palm-sized fairy mountain in his hand.
"Fire!"
The sky-wide spiritual flames exploded with a bang, and combined with the original sea of fire, formed a special realm covering the heaven and earth.
"Burning Heaven Fire Realm! Fellow Taoist, please enlighten me."
The fire world circulates, and countless flames follow Yang Dai's summons, forming a thousand-foot giant sword again.
Sun Zhuoyun looked at the divine sword, and just like the sword cultivator a few days ago, he used his natal sword embryo to activate the power of heaven and earth.
Jin Xian'e and others stood on one side, watching the sword fight nervously.
"The Chiyuan Taoist sect has been away for thousands of years and no longer understands the current water environment. Using fire techniques here, even on Buxian Continent, will be very detrimental to him.
"But even so, the power of his Taoism is beyond our expectations."
Mu Shansheng talked quietly with several junior brothers.
Guan Shenjun and others looked serious.
Heaven level.
The Taoism of the Heavenly Book, which had become extinct, was finally taken seriously by this group of sword cultivators again.
Their swordsmanship is unparalleled, and they are not afraid of the various sects' magical techniques. But in the face of heaven-level Taoism, he can't help but feel eclipsed.
"Senior brother, you say...can we create a heavenly book in our swordsmanship?"
"Compared to the Heavenly Book, a heaven-level swordsmanship is more practical. But——"
Mu Shansheng's own knowledge of swordsmanship and the ability to create swordsmanship at the level of Immortal Jue were already very limited. There is no hope at all for swordsmanship at the Heavenly Book level.
Not only him, but looking to the east, no one can create a heavenly book of swordsmanship.
The cloud sword covers the sky and cuts towards the Burning Sky Fire Realm. The power of two golden elixirs exploded in the air, and countless sword energies and flames flew around.
Mu Shansheng flicked his sleeves, and the flames surrounding him disappeared.
In the center of the battlefield, when Yang Dai was trying to regain his breath, a cold light suddenly appeared from behind and struck at his neck.
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"have equal shares?"
After seeing Sun Zhuoyun and Yang Dai fighting fiercely with swords, the elders in the Golden Palace couldn't help but stand up.
The next moment, they saw Sun Zhuoyun using his sword energy to make a sneak attack from across the air.
Suddenly, Hengyu, Zhou Xiao, Fu Henghua and several elders around them sighed at the same time.
Afterwards, several people looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"We can't win. Do you think so too?"
"It's too urgent. In other words, the reserved sword energy is not powerful enough."
"It would be great if I could slash the sky-covering cloud sword again."
"That sword strike was enough for my grandfather to deal with it with all his strength. But after that strike, the sword energy in Senior Sun's body was exhausted, and it was impossible for him to strike again."
Fu Henghua said, looking at the final result in the mirror.
The cold light cloud sword touched three feet beside Yang Dai, and when it touched a layer of weak fire, it evaporated automatically.
The fire realm composed of the heaven-level Taoist law and Litian Burning Realm has not yet dissipated.
If you want to take advantage of the moment when Yang Dai's mana is depleted, you must strike out with a sword that breaks the world.
When Sun Zhuoyun saw this, he understood that he had lost his chance to make a comeback.
After the Burning Sky Fire Realm gradually collapsed and disappeared, it turned into billowing vitality to restore the opponent's mana.
"This heaven-level Taoism is too abnormal. It is both offensive and defensive. When it disappears, it can also help him recover his mana? How to fight this? Use heaven-level Taoism to counterattack?"
Knowing that his mana was almost exhausted, Sun Zhuoyun decisively admitted defeat and moved away from the battlefield.
Yang Dai silently gathered the flames.
But Yun Jian was so powerful that he extinguished 90% of the sky-burning sea of flames, leaving him no chance to gather the fire.
Putting the remaining fire into the fairy mountain, Yang Dai felt the weakness of his Tao body and silently said to Fang Dongyuan and others in the distance:
"The next battle will be with the fellow Taoists from Zihuang Pavilion in three months."
Make a fire! We must find a way to find a place to collect fire!
…
In the golden palace, the elders fell into silence.
"Do you still want to fight?"
"Of course I have to fight."
"You can't just admit defeat, right?"
"Then let Junior Nephew Mo Yang do it?"
"It's just him."
As an outsider, Fu Henghua originally did not intend to speak.
But when they heard that everyone wanted Dong Moyang to fight, they couldn't help but say: "Seniors, with Brother Dong's current cultivation level, I'm afraid he won't be able to cope with this Taoist method."
As soon as the Tao method came out, the Yunhai Sky Covering Sword was defeated.
"Then we can't avoid fighting. Our Taixuan Dao Sect must be his final opponent, and there is still time."
But you can’t win even then!
Fu Henghua thought for a while and suddenly asked: "If we use a method to solve his heaven-level Taoism. And at the moment of solving it, Brother Dong pierced the fire world with his sword with all his strength, can we defeat him? At least, Can the two of them be considered a tie?"
"Another heaven-level Taoist magic?" An elder snorted, "You dare to say so. Where can we find heaven-level Taoist magic?"
"Tai Xuan Zong didn't leave any heaven-level Taoism?"
"Even if he stays, Mo Yang doesn't have time to learn now."
"Then streamline it and transform it into his own Taoist method? Or create a simple Heaven-level Taoist method that is unique to him?"
