706. Forbidden Dharma and Ten Thousand Dharmas [Additional update for readers of 'Nature is like jade and the heart is persevering']

Style: Fantasy Author: The prosperous Tang Dynasty has no nightWords: 2235Update Time: 24/01/18 14:57:44
Pei Xihe was secretly vigilant, wondering whether there had been any flaws previously.

It shouldn’t be! She thought to herself.

Based on the male cultivator's consistent reckless behavior that he observed earlier, if he had discovered his presence while fighting the rock python, he would have punched him at will, hoping to kill him.

Now that he has left and returned, he suddenly knows what Pei Xihe had hidden before. Why?

Her thoughts were swirling, but she didn't show any signs of it. She glanced at Wen Renyu quietly and had some calculations.

I came from Daqian Imperial College together. I saw the elegant behavior of this male cultivator before. I thought that if my fellow disciple was attacked, I wouldn't stand by and watch on the sidelines, right?

Of course, you can't rely entirely on others. Pei Xihe has secretly mobilized his own magic power to always prepare for possible conflicts.

The shirtless male cultivator in front of her could be considered an eighth-level heavenly immortal. After observing his fight with the rock python, she naturally knew that his magic power was strong and his cultivation was profound.

If the majestic Dharmakaya he had summoned earlier had landed on him with that punch, he would probably have been left half crippled and would have to recuperate.

However, at this moment, Ao Jiuze did not look at Pei Xihe, but returned his gaze to the rock ruins.

His sword-shaped eyebrows were thick and dark, and he was frowning tightly at this moment, bringing out a bit of anger.

"Why exactly?"

Ao Jiuze muttered secretly in his heart.

But at this moment, Pei Xihe got the message from Ao Huahua, who was in the Tianzhu.

"This person has part of the dragon bloodline. He is probably half human and half demon."

"This should be innate. After all, some dragons, well, do not tolerate meat and vegetables, and have mixed blood, which is not unprecedented with the human race. And he should have used some method to refine a kind of dragon blood into the qi and blood." Yes, but it’s definitely not a real dragon.”

Pei Xihe recalled the Qinglin Demonic Dragon that had been transformed by Qi and blood, and he came to a conclusion in his mind.

It turns out that, relying on the induction of blood, Ao Jiuze also has a big advantage in finding dragon blood essence stones.

"And I can vaguely smell the scent of a secret treasure on him? It should be a 'Dragon Hunting Plate'? It's quite a generous move."

This 'Dragon Seeking Plate' is a magic weapon, but it requires dragon scales, dragon bone, and dragon blood as the base material, supplemented by crystals nourished by dragon energy to be refined, which lasted for hundreds of thousands of years.

"Hmph, it was because you shattered the snake-shaped soul that I created earlier and revealed the true dragon spirit god. You leaked some of the aura, and then it was sensed by the dragon-seeking disk and found here."

"My previous plan should have been flawless!"

On the contrary, if it weren't for Pei Xihe, who has the blood of the demon god, it would be impossible to see through Ao Huahua's painstaking plot.

Pei Xihe replied via voice, with a hint of comfort in his voice.

"Even if he knows about it and can hide away, he can't penetrate my Huandi Bead with his mind power."

"Just wait and see."

She learned the cause and effect from Ao Huahua's mouth, which was only a breath or two in reality.

Ao Jiuze, on the other hand, had already spread his mind power, searched to no avail, and turned his attention back to Pei Xihe.

"Say! What did you discover here before?"

His voice was like thunder, with a hint of hidden anger, and the pressure of his magic power surged towards Pei Xihe like a mountain and a vast sea, showing an aggressive attitude.

The smile on Pei Xihe's face suddenly faded, and her golden eyes narrowed slightly.

"Your Excellency is an Eighth Level Celestial Immortal. You have searched to no avail before. I am only a Second Level Celestial. What kind of true dragon relics do you expect me to find?"

The two of them are six small realms apart. Whether it is mental power or magic power, Ao Jiuze is superior by a few percent. According to common sense, the perception of heaven and earth is even better. It does not make sense to ask such a question.

Wen Renyu naturally preferred the side of Pei Xihe, who also graduated from the Imperial Academy, so he felt that this male cultivator was really arrogant and domineering.

He took a step forward, his face slightly darkened, and his voice was like broken jade.

"I, Da Qian Taixue Wen Renyu, have not asked you where you studied?"

Ao Jiuze's dark eyes were deep, and his face was visibly ugly.

Wen Renyu was the genius of Daqian, so he naturally heard about it. Since he had not yet advanced to the ninth realm, his ranking on the Immortal Ranking alone was not as good as the person in front of him.

"Anxu Cangliu, Ao Jiuze."

He had some fears in his heart, but he was also frank and generous, not secretive.

Ao Jiuze was sure that this Qianlong Flying Island battle was his chance to become famous and an opportunity for the rise of the Cangliu lineage. He was full of pride and ambition, so how could he be so mysterious?

Pei Xihe and Wen Renyu both thought secretly in their hearts and realized that they had never heard of this name before, so they didn't say much for a while.

Then, a two-color halo of azure and dark green appeared under the feet of the banished man holding the oil paper to support the flowers.

"No matter where you are from, Sir, it makes no sense. A monk from the Eighth Realm can be so domineering? Are you trying to bully me, the Supreme Master?"

As Wen Renyu's mana surged, the realm pressure exerted by Ao Jiuze before was virtually eliminated.

He stood in front of Pei Xihe, showing his support.

His eyebrows are like green mountains, and they are slightly wrinkled at this moment, just like the wind blowing through the mountains and forests, and the rivers surging into the sea.

Wen Renyu held the flower in his hand, and on the gathered umbrella, layers upon layers of extraordinary and mysterious runes were faintly visible, flashing on and off, as if the light of day reflected on the waves.

"Even if you are young and talented, you must know that there is only one word 'reason' in this world."

"Retreat quickly."

Ao Jiuze's eyes were filled with dark waves as he stared closely at the male cultivator in a green and white flying feather coat, but he grinned and sneered.

"I only believe in my own fists. I'm afraid your tone is greater than your ability."

"So what if I search this female cultivator's soul!"

Pei Xihe's heart suddenly surged with murderous intent, he lowered his eyebrows, suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and said with a smile.

"It turns out that your fist is your truth, that's true."

"Then I would like to advise you, be careful if you bump into someone with a bigger fist in the future and you will be killed with one punch."

Ao Jiuze glared and sneered at the corner of his mouth.

"How brave!"

His body suddenly moved like thunder, the air torn and roared, and it was a punch that hit Pei Xihe's body.

This move obviously angered Wen Renyu. His face darkened, and a hint of red appeared on his eyebrows. The Nine Realm magic power was displayed, and a black and blue sword was waved out from his sleeves.

The Xuanqing Pilian condensed with mana suddenly collided with Ao Jiuze's body, but he heard the roar of a dragon, and the extraordinary energy and blood transformed into a Qinglin Demonic Dragon. It bared its teeth and claws and moved towards Wenren. Yu entangled and left.

He recited the mantra.

"Lawless!" The forbidden magic technique was cast instantly, and the magic power was easily turned into nothingness. Wen Renyu couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Seeing his figure continuing to kill Pei Xihe, he frowned, held a flower in his hand, opened the umbrella, and jumped to a higher place.

"All dharma belongs to me."

"Like a mirror!"

He chanted in a low voice, invisible Taoist rhymes flowed, and the imprisoned mana flowed again. Ao Jiuze felt that part of the mana in his body had lost control. He actually used the forbidden method on himself, and suddenly all the mana in his body was lost!

(End of chapter)