A lotus flower is planted into the sea of consciousness. In an instant, the petals sway and the fragrant wind blows.
The power that contains the fundamental path of [Taiyuan Dao] was transplanted into Xiang Yi's body. He originally practiced a side branch of Taiyuan Dao, and it was quite different in terms of foundation and innate nature.
Now that he has received the teachings from the Taiyuan Lotus Platform, his sea of consciousness seems to have opened up, and its depth has greatly increased.
He is known as the "Hunyuan Qi Immortal", and the tempered Hunyuan Qi is essentially the cloud gas suspended above Taiyuan.
Although it is continuous and awe-inspiring, without the support of Taiyuan, it will ultimately be ethereal and nihilistic.
Now that Taiyuan is born, Hunyuan Qi has a foundation, and it immediately grows tenfold and a hundredfold.
Every time he opened his mouth and took a breath, a large amount of pure Yang power was transformed and refined into Hunyuan Qi. As soon as he opened his mouth and spat out, it became even more unpredictable, and the mystery was more than ten times greater than before.
"Thank you, Master, for teaching me the Dharma."
Xiang Yi is more sincere to Qiu Ping and has learned the foundation of Taiyuan Tao. As long as he digests it all, he will be able to glimpse a chance to become a golden immortal.
Qiu Ping was in a good mood for Taiyuan Dao to have such a capable general.
An immortal is also of great help to him now.
What's more, Xiang Yi is the best even among the immortals.
To be ranked forty-eight in the Immortal Book, no matter which force it is, it will take a lot of effort to recruit. In the human world, the founders of the major sects are only at this level.
"What are your future plans?"
Qiu Ping looked at Yiqixian with a hint of expectation in his eyes.
"Since Xiang Yi has received the Tao Master's teachings, he should accompany the Tao Master." Xiang Yi said firmly.
If Taiyuan Tao was at its peak, it would be impossible for him to be a mere immortal and follow the Taoist master.
"Hahaha, that's great. I'll go back to Shinto to arrange a position for you."
Qiu Ping is very happy that his team has grown again.
At this moment, he suddenly fell into a trance.
He remembered that before the competition in the ring, he had silently made a wish, hoping to be matched with an opponent who would be easy to solve and who would also benefit him greatly.
Xiang Yi himself was a branch of Taiyuan. After seeing himself as the Taoist master, he immediately surrendered.
And he took the opportunity to recruit such a master...
This round and round, doesn’t it just match my wish?
Qiu Ping was stunned on the spot. Oh my God, am I really the protagonist of destiny and have great luck with me?
"I make a wish now. I want to become a Golden Immortal immediately! No, no, I want to become the God King of Creation!"
Qiu Ping said loudly immediately.
After he finished speaking, nothing around him changed.
The priest looked at him as if he were a fool, while Xiang Yi had a strange look on his face. What was the Taoist master talking about?
Little Loach was a little disappointed, it seemed that not all wishes would be acceptable.
"Then let me continue to win the next battle. If I can get more benefits, that would be even better."
But he was also able to adjust himself, and soon he didn't take it to heart.
…
I don't know whether it was psychological factors or whether his wish really had an effect. Qiu Ping won all the next five duels.
Because he had several matches in a row, the opponents he met were all ranked outside the top 100.
Not to mention not as good as Xiang Yi, even Chen Xuanming and Hengduan Xian were slightly inferior. Little Loach could easily deal with them.
After several battles, everyone gradually figured out the strength of Little Loach.
Although this loach looks unreliable, it has its own strength. As a mere immortal, it can fight back and forth with many immortals. This talent is already very amazing.
However, today's battle to advance to the Immortal Book does not suppress strength at all.
Qiu Ping will face a group of people who are at the peak of the real immortals later on, especially Li Ruoyu, whose strength is unfathomable. He may be difficult to beat later with his immortal strength alone.
Who made him reach so high the first time?
Don't blame this mechanism for being unfriendly to newcomers, because the real purpose of the Immortal Book is to select strong people with high enough talents.
Everyone has come this way. Only the most brutal competition and fighting can temper one's character and complete the transformation of becoming a golden immortal.
"I won't say anything anymore. I hope this game can still be won easily. There are great benefits."
Before Qiu Ping entered the ring, he prayed again in his heart.
"Qiu Ping, fight against [Kong Taoist] Li Ruoyu."
As soon as he stepped onto the ring, he heard a voice coming from the void.
Little Loach was completely stunned. He almost thought that he heard wrongly. He had only dealt with small monsters in the past few days, so why did such a heavyweight come here all of a sudden?
How to fight this?
Although Qiu Ping has little information, he also knows the value of the three words "Li Ruoyu". He is the number one genius who has occupied the immortal book for thousands of years. Anyone of his contemporaries is eclipsed.
Are you not planning to water for a few more rounds? Just the finale of the game?
The little loach secretly complained, and soon, a faint gray figure appeared in front of him.
This is a face that does not look old or young, with mediocre facial features, smooth skin, but gray hair. He was wearing a gray linen robe, which seemed to have not been washed for a long time.
There was a long sword slung across his waist, without even a scabbard.
When this figure appeared, other people at the scene were also shocked. They did not expect that Li Ruoyu would appear at this time.
In everyone's imagination, Qiu Ping should have defeated the others with difficulty, and then had a showdown with Li Ruoyu.
Or maybe Qiu Ping loses early and Li Ruoyu fights the strongest among the others.
That's right, over the past thousand years, Li Ruoyu's strength has been imprinted in everyone's hearts.
In this world, below the level of immortals, there are only Li Ruoyu and others.
"What Li Ruoyu is best at is illusion. Although he wears a sword all year round, he is not a swordsman. However, he has been able to integrate illusion into all attacks. It is difficult to distinguish between true and false. Once he is deceived, he will be defeated."
Qiu Ping recalled the information the priest gave him in his mind.
Although it was impossible to make targeted arrangements according to each opponent, the priest still gave information in advance to the more powerful ones among the crowd.
"Illusion?"
Among all the avenues, illusion is a law that can be said to be strong or weak.
Its lower limit is very low, but its upper limit is also ridiculously high.
Ordinary monsters and ghosts can also use some magical powers to deceive ordinary human senses. And those powerful illusion masters use falsehoods to cultivate reality. The true and false are uncertain, making people immersed in layers of illusions and never wake up.
Moreover, the power of illusion compared to other laws is that it has no trace at all. Every plant, tree, flower and leaf in the world, and even the world and the earth, may also be illusions.
Even the Void Avenue, which is said to carry everything and accommodate everything, is inferior to illusion in this aspect.
Qiu Ping looked at Li Ruoyu, feeling secretly in his heart. He finally met the person who could restrain himself the most.
Space tearing can destroy all pure matter, but the illusion has no trace, and even if he wants to destroy it, he can't find any trace.
From this moment on, everything he sees with his eyes and senses with his mind may be false.
Even the games he is participating in now may be false memories constructed by his opponents.
When illusions reach this level, they have already touched the threshold of reality. If you fall deeply into it, you may be trapped to death.
"I only make one move. If you can take this move, you will win."
"If you can't take it..."
Li Ruoyu's voice is also very ordinary, like the average of all living beings, leaving no memory at all after listening to it.
In fact, he was also very curious about Qiu Ping. A person who could rush to second place just after becoming an immortal, even if he cheated, his own talent should not be underestimated.
In addition, it was an arena match now, and he didn't want to slowly entangle the opponent with illusions.
It's time to use the move that I recently learned. Maybe I can use it as a whetstone to take the final step and completely enter the Golden Immortal level.
As for the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, although it was very precious, he had the confidence to rely on his own strength to gain access to the Golden Immortal and disdained the use of external objects.
Qiu Ping was panicking at the moment. We have all made a wish. What if I can't take this move?
This [Taigao Mist Realm] is the world where our Shinto condenses after all. You, Mingling King, must save me.
The little loach was no longer as unruly as before, and he was begging his grandfather and grandma everywhere in his heart.
Everyone in the audience was also very curious about this. As early as a hundred years ago, Li Ruoyu didn't do much. It was rumored that he understood a trace of the original power from the deepest part of illusion. His talent was endless. Once he could grasp this ray of origin, There is support for the Golden Immortal Karma. From then on, the roots of the Tao are deeply planted, the fruits of the Tao are fruitful, and they are immortal and immortal.
Li Ruoyu glanced at Qiu Ping, then took out the long sword from his waist and stabbed it crookedly forward.
He is like an ordinary person who is not proficient in swordsmanship. This move is full of flaws, and any naughty boy may be more sophisticated than him.
But the moment Li Ruoyu drew his sword, his whole temperament suddenly changed. The gray color on his head quickly faded, and his skin became more rosy. His facial features were three-dimensional, his body was tall and straight, his eyes were as bright as stars, and he was handsome. Like a god.
The long sword thrust forward, and the surrounding void suddenly began to flow, and all materials were distorted, as if several lumps of paint were mixed together.
Red, yellow, and blue, they look so distorted that people’s minds are twisted.
Is this sword fast?
It's not fast at all, it just stabs out so feebly that it can be avoided by just dodging.
But this sword was also like lightning and flint. The time from when he drew the sword to when it arrived was erased. At the moment when he drew the sword, the sword had already reached Qiu Ping's body.
"Year...the power of years?"
Among the people watching the battle, there were also some incarnations of golden immortals and even higher beings coming. When this sword came out, even these big guys couldn't calm down.
Li Ruoyu actually started with illusions and realized a hint of the mystery of time. With this talent and character, it was foreseeable that he would soon become one of himself and others.
The law of time is the highest of heaven and earth, containing everything. Except for Zhulong back then, no one else can touch the mystery of time.
"There is no suspense in this battle."
Everyone was shocked by this sword. Although Qiu Ping's spatial attainments were very terrifying, compared to time, the two were not in the same dimension.
Li Ruoyu, who has captured a hint of the mystery of time, is already in an invincible position.
"Huh? This person actually knows the law of time?"
"No, no, his law of time is too fake, it seems to be simulated."
When Qiu Ping saw this sword at first, he felt strange, but he soon discovered that it was just a counterfeit.
It's like a person running from one point to another at extremely fast speeds, as if he has compressed time.
But time exists only because of time itself, not that you look alike, that is.
If Li Ruoyu used normal attacks, Qiu Ping might not be able to react. But this time-simulating attack method was full of flaws in his eyes.
"Snapped."
He snapped his fingers gently, the world became quiet, and time stopped.
Li Ruoyu's movements paused on the spot. Although he was less than three inches away from Qiu Ping, the distance at this point was like a natural chasm.
Let me just say it, no matter how similar the simulated time is, it is not the real time.
Otherwise, when Qiu Ping settled down, Li Ruoyu could move around without any hindrance.
Yu Ruyi appeared in Qiu Ping's hand. He swayed and appeared behind Li Ruoyu. Then he raised Ruyi high and aimed at the back of the opponent's head and gave him a hard blow.
One, two... ten, twenty!
Considering that Li Ruoyu's cultivation level was relatively high, Qiu Ping gave up after hitting him twenty times.
After everything was done, he put away Ruyi and returned to where he was.
"Snapped."
Another snap of the fingers, and time resumed its flow.
Li Ruoyu held the long sword and almost stabbed Qiu Ping in the chest.
But the next moment, his head shook, and he fell straight to the ground unconscious. The long sword in his hand was less than an inch away from Qiu Ping.
But this inch is like a chasm.
Li Ruoyu rushed to the street.
Silence, deathly silence on the scene, many people who had just been excited because they had glimpsed the mystery of Li Ruoyu's move, now seemed to have their throats strangled, and their faces turned red.
Some golden immortal incarnations who had just praised Li Ruoyu also stopped breathing at this moment.
Li Ruoyu, who was invincible under this golden immortal and understood the secrets of time, was actually defeated?
Or was he defeated in a way that no one understood and extremely quickly?
Looking at Li Ruoyu, who had his face on the ground and seemed to have no energy, everyone was a little confused.
At this moment, everyone's first reaction was not that the little loach had defeated Li Ruoyu, but that some good fortune master had helped cheat?
Otherwise, with the eyesight of golden immortals like them, it is absolutely impossible not to see how Li Ruoyu lost.
"Li Ruoyu has lost the ability to resist. The winner is Qiu Ping!"
King Chengming's voice echoed throughout the scene, but he also gave the final word, telling everyone that there was nothing fishy at this time.
Li Ruoyu was indeed knocked unconscious by Qiu Ping without any external interference.
You may not believe in Little Loach’s strength, but you must believe in the character of King Chengming.
But, how did this guy do it?
(End of chapter)
