Chapter 569 The Ninth Floor
The old man asked again: "What? In your world, are there many people who have successfully integrated Taoist and divine techniques?"
"I don't know." This was Yi Xifeng's most honest answer, because he really didn't know, or had never heard of it.
The old man didn't pay attention and continued to ask: "Then does your inner strength technique have a name?"
Naturally, Yi Xifeng would not hide this matter. He was not good at giving names, so he said directly: "This technique was just created by this junior by merging the Chunyang Yu Jin Jue and the Divine Demon Technique. It has not been prepared yet." Its name.
The old man pondered for a moment and said: "Chun Yang... Gods and Demons, I think it's better to call it Chunyang Gods and Demons Kung Fu."
Yi Xifeng complained in his heart: "Pure Yang Divine Demon Technique? This is too ugly. It might as well be called Nine Yang Divine Demon Technique, although this doesn't seem to be much better."
The old man probed his inner thoughts, and a light appeared in his eyes: "Nine-Yang Divine Demon Art? It is indeed better than what I have obtained, but what is this Nine-Yang? I have only heard of the Three-Yang."
"This... Jiujiu returns to one. All things in the world change and never depart from their origins. When a technique reaches its strongest point, it also returns to its original nature, so this junior named it Jiuyang." Yi Xifeng said nonsensically.
"Nine Yang Divine Demon Skill, hehe, this name sounds so nice. I am indeed a genius." The old man said.
"Didn't I take this?"
Yi Xifeng already understood that what the old man valued most was the orthodoxy between the Taoist sect and the Zhenwu Taoist Temple, so as long as this red line was not touched, it was okay to have other thoughts in his heart, so he couldn't help but complain, but he didn't dare to do so on his face. Showing it, who knows if he has explored his heart.
"Senior, since this junior's performance satisfies you, shouldn't you send me out?" He tried.
The old man stroked his beard and said: "Send you out? According to the previous agreement, I should fulfill my promise, but there is one thing I still don't know, that is, how did you learn these two techniques at the same time?"
Yi Xifeng's heart skipped a beat. The old man hated the Zhenwu Dao Temple so much. If he found out that he was a disciple there, he would be in trouble.
Speaking of which, this old man's temper is really hard to figure out. He was chatting and laughing with Yi Xifeng before, but later he asked such a pointed question. Now that he saw that Yi Xifeng didn't answer, he continued Said: "Whether you are learning the techniques of the Divine Religion or the True Martial Arts Hall, you must become its disciple, and the hatred between these two factions is difficult to resolve..."
At this point, the old man suddenly looked at the other party with a cold light in his eyes. Yi Xifeng was shocked and froze in place. Then he felt a ray of soul entering his mind, and then scenes of the past flashed before his eyes. The eight major figures in the world today The sect, Yinren Village, made a big fuss at the coronation ceremony of the saint, blocked the internal energy, entered the capital of the divine domain, met Li Dazhi, etc...
He had experienced this feeling once before, when Han Sanli was exploring his memory in the secret realm of Sword Tomb, and the old man used the same method at this time.
"It's over, it's over, I can't hide it anymore. Not only am I a disciple of the Zhenwu Dao Palace, but Xintian also stole the divine and demonic skills for me. He knows everything now, and he will definitely not be able to spare me."
Yi Xifeng felt uneasy inside. After a while, that feeling gradually disappeared, and his body seemed to be liberated. Big beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He glanced at the old man guiltily, thinking repeatedly about how to round up this lie. The other person just looked at him without speaking, as if he was thinking about something.
The two of them were in a stalemate, neither of them speaking.
After a while, Yi Xifeng couldn't help it anymore and said: "Previously...
"Hahaha!"
The old man laughed suddenly, making Yi Xifeng even think that he had epilepsy or something. The other man smiled and shook his head and murmured: "So that's what happened, boy, you are so lucky. In this case, I will Let you out."
This made Monk Yi Xifeng confused. What kind of medicine was this old man selling in the gourd? He was so moody, and what kind of blessing he meant. Before he could figure it out, his body was out of control. He floated up, then flew backwards, and the old man's figure gradually blurred.
Yi Xifeng didn't expect that he was in a desperate situation just now and thought that his life was in danger. He didn't expect to leave here so easily now. Then the old man's figure gradually turned into a black dot, and the old man's voice rang in his ears: " Go to the ninth floor, there are people waiting for you there."
As soon as he finished speaking, for just a moment, Yi Xifeng saw a bright white light in front of his eyes, forcing him to open his eyes. Then he felt that his body was still flying. In his mind, he thought about who the old man said would be on the ninth floor. Waiting for me, is it Zhou Yang? Or Li Xintian?
After a while, the light in front of Yi Xifeng's eyes weakened, and his body began to fall down, but it only touched the ground for a moment. This time, he was caught off guard. Yi Xifeng did not stabilize his body, but fell to the ground. A familiar voice came to my ears: "Brother Xifeng!"
"New addition?"
Yi Xifeng opened his eyes suddenly and saw that he was already on the ninth floor. There was a lake at his feet, and he would not fall if he stepped on it. There is a small dome above the head. It is pitch black on and around it, but there are many white spots flickering, just like the summer night sky. Li Xintian is standing in front of him not far away, in front of the sky. Next to him, there was someone he never wanted to see in his life - Han Sanli.
When Li Xintian saw Yi Xifeng coming to the ninth floor, she wanted to step forward, but Han Sanli reached out to stop her. In this case, she did not dare to disobey the other party's intention, so she had to stand there strangely.
The moment he saw Li Xintian, Yi Xifeng was of course happy, but then he realized something was wrong. Where was Zhou Yang? Why is he not on the ninth floor? Since Han Sanli is here, Li Xintian must have entered here under his protection. As Zhou Yang is the son of the god, Han Sanli will protect him out of emotion and reason, but why can't he see him now? Where is this person?
Yi Xifeng did not believe that Zhou Yang would enter the space mezzanine that the old man mentioned before and die. With his identity, he would never lose his life so easily, but where exactly he went, he couldn't figure it out, and he had no time to think about it, because at the moment There is also an extremely difficult character to deal with, Han Sanli.
"The person the leader was talking about turned out to be Han Sanli." Yi Xifeng was suddenly convinced, "Why does he always linger around?"
Han Sanli didn't speak, but her eyes were glaring with coldness. Yi Xifeng felt unspeakably uncomfortable at this moment. Not only did this man take Xin Tian away, he also stopped Lu Zhanyuan when he was taking Xin Tian away, and then he He sealed his cultivation level and sent him to the capital of God's Domain.
All these hardships and worries were wiped away as soon as Yi Xifeng met Li Xintian, but why, why did Han Sanli just wait until he and Xintian went through all kinds of difficulties and dangers and finally entered the ninth floor? When he was about to leave the capital of God's Domain, he appeared in front of them again.
(End of chapter)
