Li Shuidao sat cross-legged under the half-withered and half-grown tree.
His eyes were closed tightly, and his face was as calm as water, as if he was integrated with heaven and earth.
In the virtual realm, two huge sky-swallowing clams were taking turns swallowing the purple sun fireballs bursting out from the Shifang Tower. The fireball emitted a blazing light and was slowly swallowed by the Sky-Swallowing Clam, turning into wisps of yin and yang. These two qi are pure and powerful, seeming to contain endless vitality and power.
In Li Shuidao's body, the Immortal Toad Qi was constantly circulating. This true energy seems to be made up of the purest vitality between heaven and earth, and it makes a slight buzzing sound as it flows. These infuriating energy formed an indestructible protective aura in his body, making him seem to be wrapped in an invisible light film, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.
In addition to the "Immortal Toad Qi" technique that he majored in, Li Shuidao also had a strong interest in another technique "Purple Yang Demonic Kung Fu".
He knew that the Purple Sun of the Wild God Realm he had absorbed was the supreme power from the upper world.
In order to explore the mystery of this power, he decided to learn from the practice method of "Purple Yang Magic Skill".
However, the core of Li Shuidao's practice has always been the "virtual realm". It was impossible for him to abandon his original path of cultivation, but instead tried to integrate the "Purple Yang Magic Skill" and "Immortal Toad Qi" with each other.
During this process, his body began to experience strange phenomena. Rays of purple light overflowed from his body, giving people a mysterious and deep feeling.
What he practiced was not "Immortal Toad Qi" or "Purple Yang Demonic Skill", but a different method.
It's just that it is extremely difficult to create one's own exercises. It requires not only a profound foundation of practice, but also a deep understanding and understanding of the laws of heaven and earth. Li Shuidao kept groping on this road, taking every step carefully for fear of making a mistake and going astray.
"Being behind closed doors is not the answer!" Li Shuidao muttered to himself, stood up, and then turned into a lilac light and left.
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Fenghen Temple.
An ancient temple that appears to be abandoned.
This is the headquarters of the Black Mountain Branch of Ziyangmen, and all the monks who practice the Mystic Art of Desolation will gather again.
There is a tall tower deep in the ancient temple. The tower is majestic and majestic, as if it is connected with the sky. The top of the tower points directly to the sky, as if it is as high as the sky.
At the top of the tower, a magic sun mirror floated quietly, emitting a deep purple-black luster, as if it swallowed up all light, making people afraid to look directly. This magic mirror continuously absorbs the magic energy in the void and transforms it into powerful magic light, which continuously flows towards the light-splitting sky crystal on the tower.
The spectroscopic crystal is a piece of crystal clear amethyst. After receiving the magic light from the magic mirror, it splits it into three parts and turns it into three colors of cyan, blue and red light. These three colors of light flow through each layer of the tower, evenly distributing endless magic power to each layer, making the entire tower full of powerful energy.
Under the tower, more than a dozen monks were sitting or standing, breathing deeply. They either absorb divine light, or absorb blue, red and blue light respectively.
Among them, the old man with poisonous hands is in the upright position, absorbing the purple sunlight alone, and his aura is also the most powerful.
These monks have all reached the third level of cultivation. They practice under this tower and are constantly using the power in the tower to break through to higher realms.
Suddenly one day.
A purple ray of light came from a distance.
"We have an uninvited guest!" said the old man with poisonous hands who was sitting in the center of the tower and bathed in the purple sunlight.
The voice was calm and dignified.
Venerable Red Scorpion and Confucian White Snake stopped practicing one after another, clasped their fists and said, "Your Majesty, please leave him alone. Let's go and send him away."
"Try not to cause conflicts." After the poisonous old man finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and practiced.
Venerable Red Scorpion and Confucian White Snake looked at each other and flew towards the outside of the tower.
The purple escape light stopped in a mountain forest a hundred miles away from Fenghen Temple, and then a figure walked out of the escape light.
This is a young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, wearing a green gown and an exquisite long sword hanging on his waist.
"Li Shuidao!"
"That son-in-law of the Lan family!"
Venerable Red Scorpion and Confucian White Snake recognized Li Shuidao's identity at a glance.
After all, he was also a well-known strong man on the Heavenly Ranking. In front of everyone, Li Shuidao only lost to the magic finger Tai Sui's move, and he advanced to the third level in a very short period of time and became a monk in the Naxu Realm. The Five Poison Sect can also be considered a legendary figure.
It’s just that Venerable Red Scorpion and Confucian White Snake have given up the skills of the Five Poison Sect and turned to the magical powers of the Ziyang Sect. They have long since disapproved of themselves as monks of the Five Poison Sect, and they no longer have the slightest sense of belonging to the Five Poison Sect. He especially hates the monks from the four major families.
"Fellow Daoist Li, if you are not enjoying yourself in Lan Huaying's gentle village, why did you come to this deserted temple?" Venerable Red Scorpion said sinisterly.
"Hehe... That's right, you should hold your wife tighter. If you are not here, your pretty lady will challenge three people at home and give you three sons. None of them are yours. How can you feel so embarrassed?" Confucian White Snake scholar He also had a sarcastic look on his face.
Faced with such ridicule, Li Shuidao said with a normal expression: "I want to see the poisonous hand. Please tell the two fellow Taoists that I am here and he will see me."
"Hmph! Who do you think you are?" Lord Red Scorpion yelled angrily.
Confucian scholar White Snake also sneered and said: "This is not the Five Poison Sect, and it is not that you can see whoever you want."
Li Shuidao frowned slightly: "Since it is not convenient for the two Taoists to communicate with each other, I can only find Taoist Poisonous Hands myself."
"Hmph! I don't know whether to live or die!"
Seeing this, Venerable Red Scorpion and Confucian White Snake snorted coldly. They moved and stopped in front of Li Shuidao.
"Fellow Taoists, what does this mean?" Li Shuidao looked puzzled.
"What do you mean? I want to capture you!" After speaking, Venerable Red Scorpion took action directly. A bright blue light flashed across his body, and behind him, a huge blue moon suddenly appeared, exuding a mysterious and cold air. of light.
In the blue moon, there is a tall, muscular humanoid creature. This creature is covered with thick scales, shining with an icy luster, and looks full of powerful power. Its head has a pair of sharp horns, and its eyes are as sharp as knives, as if it can penetrate all illusions.
A powerful aura rushed towards his face, carrying endless fighting power and wildness.
As it stepped, the ground shook, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling.
Faced with this punch, Li Shuidao did not choose to dodge, but calmly stretched out his hands to meet the blow head-on.
His hands glowed with a faint purple light, which was the flow of "immortal toad energy".
The fists and palms collided, and a bright light erupted, like stars falling. The air waves were rolling and the smoke was filling the air. Li Shuidao was punched away. His body was like a meteor, piercing the sky and smashing into the forest.
Rocks flew, trees collapsed, and Li Shuidao's body drew a long trajectory in the forest. When he finally stopped, the surroundings were in chaos. (End of chapter)
