"Roar!!!"
Just as the old man in white robe was stunned, the white tiger opened his mouth and let out a loud roar.
In an instant, endless anger surged in, and the expression of the white-robed old man's soul changed suddenly. He suddenly felt as if he had been hit by a million kilograms of force, his mind went blank, and then his whole person was directly lifted out of Yu Huatian's mind. Fly out.
"puff!"
At the same moment when the soul was hit, the old man in white robe turned pale, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out from his mouth again.
He looked up and saw that the soul had become extremely weak and looked much more illusory than before, as if it would dissipate in the next moment.
The white-robed old man looked horrified, with indescribable panic in his heart. He quickly called his soul back, then stared at Yuhuatian and said in a horrified voice:
"What the hell is living in the sea of your consciousness?!"
"Didn't you see it? How does it feel?" Yu Huatian chuckled.
Then, without waiting for the old man to reply, he slashed with his sword.
boom!
The nine swords were superimposed, and the terrifying sword force swept towards the old man again.
The old man's face changed suddenly, and he immediately waved the whisk in his hand to resist.
This fly whisk should also be a magic weapon. With the blessing of the old man's magic power, white light shines on it.
But just for a moment, Qingguang was directly overwhelmed by the sword energy.
Then, the sword energy exploded, and endless sword energy overflowed. The old man seemed to have been hit by a thousand mountains, and he vomited blood again and flew backwards.
"Bang!"
At the same time, the whisk in his hand exploded.
The two magic weapons were damaged one after another, and the old man was stunned.
However, before he could react, another terrifying sword intent locked onto him.
The old man was horrified and had no time to think about it. He quickly raised his hands and shouted anxiously:
"Surrender!"
laugh!
A point of sword light accurately stopped in front of his eyebrows.
If he moved forward an inch, his head would explode.
The old man was so stiff that he didn't dare to move.
"Don't fight?" Yuhuatian fell down like a banished immortal.
"No fight, no fight!" the old man said hurriedly.
"No more pretense?"
"No more pretending, no more pretense!"
Although he didn't know what "pretending" meant, the old man answered quickly, fearing that if he answered slowly, the sword light would enter his eyebrows.
Yu Huatian chuckled, flicked his fingers, the sword light dissipated, and the Heavenly Wrath Sword flew into the scabbard in his hand.
The old man breathed a long sigh of relief, then looked up at the handsome young man in front of him, with a trace of awe and fear in his eyes.
He never thought that Yu Huatian's strength would be so terrifying!
He is a majestic Qi practitioner, and he has no power to fight back in his hands!
It's so strong that it makes people desperate!
Yuhuatian didn't know what the old man was thinking, and didn't bother to pay attention to what he was thinking. He said calmly: "You are the founder of the White Lotus Sect, right?"
"No!" the old man shook his head.
Yuhuatian was stunned for a moment: "The White Lotus Sect was not established by you?"
The old man answered honestly: "The founder of the White Lotus Sect is named Mao Ziyuan. He is a Buddhist and believes in the Wusheng Old Mother. Pindao joined the White Lotus Sect later, but he is now considered the oldest senior of the White Lotus Sect. .”
Yu Huatian suddenly understood, nodded slightly, and continued to ask: "Then where did you learn the Qi refining method?"
Life or death is not up to anyone. The old man did not dare to be as arrogant as before and explained honestly:
"Pindao was originally from the Ming Dynasty. When he was young, he accidentally picked up a scripture in a cave. It recorded some qi-refining methods and some qi-refining techniques. Pindao relied on the qi-refining methods in this book. This is how I became a Qi Refiner."
"Scripture?"
Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Bring it to me and take a look."
Hearing this, the old man was a little reluctant, but he still took out the scripture from his arms and handed it to Yuhuatian.
Yuhuatian took it and took a look, only to realize that the material of this scripture was similar to the ancient scroll he had obtained after killing Wu Ming. It seemed to be the skin of some ancient beast, and the words recorded on it were also similar to that of the ancient scroll. It's almost the same, crooked and twisted, like a ghost painting.
Yuhuatian took out the ancient scroll from his arms, compared it carefully, and found that it had almost the same text.
Yuhuatian looked at the old man in white robe, "Can you understand this text?"
The old man was stunned for a moment when he saw that Yuhuatian had an ancient scroll made of this material in his hand. He glanced at the ancient scroll that Yuhuatian took out, shook his head and said, "I can't understand."
Yu Huatian's face turned cold: "I don't understand how you practice? Are you kidding me?!"
The old man quickly said: "Although I can't understand it, I know that it is a text handed down from ancient times. In my early years, I liked to study history. Although I don't know the specific names of these characters, I can still tell them based on history." The ancients had the habit of recording events and translating these symbols into words, and Pindao practiced based on these translated words."
Hearing this, Yuhuatian couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, is this okay?
"You are really a fucking talent!" Yu Huatian glanced at the old man.
The old man stroked his beard, with a proud expression on his face. He was about to pretend to be a habit, but suddenly thought of his current situation, he stopped quickly, smiled coquettishly, and said: "Thank you, thank you."
"hehe."
Yuhuatian chuckled lightly and asked, "Tell me, what is recorded in this ancient scroll?"
The old man had already memorized this ancient scroll by heart, and he did not dare to have other thoughts after hearing this, and answered honestly:
"This is a volume of Qi refining methods called 'Du Xian Yin'. It records the cultivation methods from introducing Qi into the body to the soul leaving the body, as well as some supporting techniques."
"Du Xian Yin?"
Yu Huatian narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "According to what you said before, as long as you practice this volume of skills to great perfection, you can ascend to the immortal world and be on par with the sky?"
"No, because this technique is incomplete and can only be practiced to the realm of refining the void." The old man shook his head.
Yu Huatian frowned: "Then what were you pretending to be?"
The old man sneered and said: "This... I'm used to it. If I didn't say it like this, I wouldn't have been able to deceive people in the early years. No one would want to join the White Lotus Sect."
Yu Huatian twitched the corner of his mouth, ignored this old guy who didn't look very smart, handed the ancient scroll he got from Wu Ming to the old man, and said:
"Look, is this a Qigong practitioner's training technique?"
The old man took it and looked at it carefully, then nodded and said: "It is a qi-refining method, but it is also incomplete. However, it will take a lot of time to translate it all, and this method can only be practiced to the end." In the virtual realm, it is not as high as Pindao's 'Du Xian Yin'."
"Return to the Void Realm?"
Yu Huatian frowned and said, "Is this the state of cultivation of a Qi Refiner?"
The old man nodded and said: "Qi refiners focus on refining qi. From low to high, there are four realms, namely refining qi to transform, refining qi to transform into spirit, refining spirit to return to void, and refining void to combine with Tao."
"However, each realm has many differences, so it is subdivided into eight smaller realms, namely: Refining Realm, Qi Transformation Realm, Qi Refining Realm, Divine Transformation Realm, Divine Refinement Realm, Returning to the Void Realm, Refining the Void Realm and Hedao Realm.”
"From the beginning of the Soul Transformation Realm, I have been majoring in Yuanshen, and Pindao is currently in the Void Refining Realm."
Yu Huatian nodded slightly, then looked at the old man with disdain and said: "The seventh realm of Qi Refiner, with this little strength, you keep showing off how awesome you are, how dare you?"
Hearing this, the old man was a little angry and said:
"The Qi Refiner mainly focuses on refining Qi and cultivating one's body and increasing one's lifespan. Their fighting methods mainly rely on magic formulas and magic weapons. However, the Qigong Technique Book obtained by Pindao only records a few lower-level magic formulas, and there are no The right materials are used to refine the magical flying sword. If there are high-level magical techniques and flying swords, Pindao's strength will definitely be stronger!"
"Moreover, Pindao is just entering the Void Refining Realm for the first time. If you reach the perfection of the Void Refining Realm, or break through to the Hedao Realm, you will never be Pindao's opponent!"
Yu Huatian said disdainfully: "Weakness is weakness, don't make excuses!"
"you……"
The old man's nose was so angry that he was crooked.
weak?
Even if he only relies on a low-level flying sword and a few low-level techniques, his strength can still be comparable to that of a third-level heavenly being, right?
Is this still weak?
But thinking of Yu Huatian's strength, he decisively shut his mouth.
If you are weak, be weak!
You are strong and you have the final say.
Yuhuatian threw the two ancient scrolls to him and said calmly: "From now on, you will work for me. Is there any problem?"
"What?! You..."
The old man looked angry and was about to refuse, but when he saw the killing intent flashing in Yu Huatian's eyes, he decisively chose to follow his heart: "No... no problem!"
Yuhuatian nodded with satisfaction and asked, "What's your name?"
"My Taoist name is Duxian Zhenren!" the old man said in a deep voice.
Yu Huatian's mouth twitched: "I'm asking you for your real name!"
"Xu Hongru." (End of chapter)
