Chapter 465: The Palm Technique that Descended From the Sky

Chapter 465 That palm technique falling from the sky...

Again, dead again...

On the barren mountain, Chu Tian's clothes were messy in the wind.

Knowing the future against the will is a powerful magical power that is rarely mentioned in legends. It is even called the number one in 'seeking good luck and avoiding evil'.

He did not deny that because of this magical power, he had avoided fatal crises more than once, and had also gained great benefits from it.

However, at this moment, he finally felt the biggest shortcoming of this magical power, and also understood what "fate does not determine itself" means.

He does not lack the courage to go to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain, but he does not have the courage to face life and death without changing his attitude.

As a master of magical powers, he is very aware of the power of his magical powers. In the foreseeable future, as long as he chooses, no one will be spared.

For example, at this time, he was almost certain that the Seven Tribulations Sword was in the west. As long as he went west, he would be able to find the location of the Seven Tribulations Sword.

However……

"Go or not?"

Chu Tianyi looked blank.

In a daze, he only felt that there was a scale in front of him, and on the other side was the legendary magic weapon beyond the ten thousand forging level, and the opportunity to reforge the sword's heart.

On the other side, it is your own life.

This sitting lasted all night. In the cold night wind, Chu Tianyi stayed up all night, as motionless as a sculpture.

It wasn't until the red sun rose in the east on the second day that he let out a breath of turbid air.

"I can escape for a while, but can I escape for the rest of my life?"

In front of his eyes, the morning fog was blown away. Chu Tianyi's mind became clear, and he felt that the fog in his heart had also been swept away.

Wow~

There seemed to be the sound of a surging tide in his ears, and a text that could only be seen by Chu Tianyi emerged and flowed in his heart.

[You spent the night blowing the cold wind on the top of the mountain, determined to move forward, and wanted to regain the heart of the sword...]

[The Dao Fruit ‘Chen Long’ has a feeling and buzzes with strange movements... You are truly recognized by it...]

[If my life is all mine, then I can go to see Chenlong in the fog! 】

[Promotion Ceremony: Reversing the future, seeing the cause of death, and going to the place of death to be reborn. Only in this way can the rank ‘Chen Long’ be refined]

[The ceremony has started! 】

"If you take my life, it's up to me..."

Feeling the words flowing through his heart, Chu Tianyi murmured repeatedly, his heart was filled with waves, but he was not impulsive.

On the contrary, it is more cautious.

The Sword-making Villa has collected information about the master of supernatural powers in the past dynasties. He has read a lot of it, so he naturally knows how difficult the ritual is.

No one can count how many magical power masters there have been throughout the ages, but only 20% of the magical masters whose history can be traced were unable to complete the ritual and became demons.

Those who cannot complete the ritual until they die of old age will not be less than 20%.

No magical master dares to be careless in the slightest.

"First, I must understand the cause of death..."

The sword was held horizontally across his knees and flicked. Chu Tianyi calmed down and began to analyze the possible dangers.

In more than half a year, he has become very familiar with this fairyland, which was from an era 1,200 years ago.

In this era, there were actually very few active masters, and there were very few records for later generations. However, after more than half a year of research, he finally understood.

It's not that there are few masters in this world, but that in this era, there are two killing stars.

One is the four great demons of "wind, rain, thunder, and lightning" who live on a strange peak that is "higher than the sky". According to legend, these four demons are all cultivated by great masters and possess magical powers.

The four of them joined forces and fought against sloppy Taoists without losing their lives. They also fought off the stranglehold of the Wulin Zhengdao led by Dayan Temple several times.

Second, it was none other than the great master of the Taoist sect, Master Zhang.

It is said in later generations that this great master with a kind-hearted and benevolent mind was a real killer, and he almost wiped out evil with his own power.

Not even Lianshengjiao dared to approach Ding'an Road.

"The four great demons of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, Fighting Buddha Yinyue, Zen monk, and sloppy Taoist. There are only a few people in this world who can beat me."

Chu Tianyi has a very clear understanding of himself.

His magical power does not have the ability to attack and protect the body. With his sword skills alone, it is really difficult to defeat those great figures who have left their names in history.

But compared to these people, what he thought about more was the 'big enemy' on Xuankong Mountain.

"There won't be many people in the future who can wrestle with Fighting Buddha Yinyue. Among their peers, I'm afraid only the little overlord 'Qi Daoguang' and the little overlord 'Yilong' can barely do it?"

Chu Tianyi frowned and thought:

"Wearing mysterious clothes and carrying a straight-edged sword on the waist, it seems that it is no more than a weak crown. It seems that it is unheard of to have such a powerful person..."

"Who is he? What grudge does he have against me?"

Before the thought could pass by, Chu Tianyi's heart suddenly moved. He looked up at the sky and saw a dark cloud drifting towards him.

It's a sunny day and there's no such thing as a dark cloud.

Chu Tianyi frowned slightly, and he could already see clearly that it was a group of crows, and he smelled a disgusting smell in this group of crows.

"Somewhat similar to the 'creating animals', one of the nine secret arts of Liansheng Cult? It also smells of blood and Taoism..."

There was a cold look in Chu Tianyi's eyes, but he did not get up, he just pressed the sword with one hand.

"Wow~~"

The hoarse and harsh cries echoed throughout the crowd, as if aware of Chu Tianyi's murderous intent, the group of crows no longer moved forward, but instead circled the barren mountain.

Seems to be waiting for something.

Phew~

Not long after, accompanied by a violent sound breaking through the air, an old crow about half the size of a man with black feathers and red eyes came to the barren mountain.

It hovers high up and makes a human-like cry of "Jie Jie".

"Exotic birds?"

Chu Tianyi suddenly stretched out his hand and caught a piece of paper that was falling. On it, vermilion handwriting danced:

"I'm very happy to hear that you have the magic of swordsmanship to break through the body and become invisible. On the ninth day of September, I specially invite you to participate in the 'Ascension Banquet' with Qifeng Tianbi Gao."

"The sky is higher, Fenghao!"

…

…

White clouds are like jade belts surrounding the mountains.

The pink-clothed girl Yinglier came riding a crane and landed on a barren mountain somewhere in the Dayan Mountains. The wind at high altitude was strong and cold, but she was wet all over, as if she had been fished out of the water.

The white crane was falling, and the whole person was staggering a little, and his legs were weak.

"how?"

Seeing her, a group of Liansheng Cult masters gathered around her, many of them with solemn expressions and uneasy hearts.

"No!"

Ying Li'er wiped the sweat off his forehead, feeling relieved;

"There is no 'Fence Courtyard' in Dayan Mountain, and there is no grandma. No, there is no trace of the old witch..."

"call!"

After hearing her words, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief as if they had been granted amnesty, except Feng Wushuang who was casually flipping through the files.

"not worried?"

Feeling the eyes of all the sisters, Feng Wushuang closed the file.

The fantasy world of immortals and demons is not the legendary 'fragments of the light of the universe' that were intercepted and refined over the years by great supernatural powers. Although it is mysterious and unpredictable, it cannot encompass the entire world of the same era.

On the contrary, its existence has a core and a limit.

However, although she knew it well, she did not explain it. Instead, she sent Ying Li'er to investigate to reassure everyone.

After all, the intimidation of the old woman was too great to describe, otherwise it would not be enough to make them let go of their scruples.

"Senior sister..."

The girls' eyes were evasive, a little ashamed: "We shouldn't doubt you..."

"Is there anything we should or shouldn't do? It's a matter of life and fortune. No matter how careful you are, you can never be too careful. You have done a good job..."

Feng Wushuang stood up slowly, her purple clothes swaying in the wind, and her gentle words contained heavy power:

"However, I hope there won't be a next time. If what we want to do is half-hearted, it will really kill people..."

"I'll understand later!"

The girls' hearts trembled, and they all replied solemnly and lowered their heads.

"It's best if you sisters and fellow apprentices can understand."

Waving his hands to let everyone stand up, Feng Wushuang looked at Ying Li'er: "Junior sister, senior sister still has something to tell you to do..."

"Senior sister, just ask!"

Ying Li'er's expression was respectful: "Junior sister will fight even to the death."

"We came together to avoid death. If we don't give up, don't say anything. Do your best within your ability. If something cannot be done, then the best thing to do is to do it."

Feng Wushuang helped her up, not shying away from everyone, and said calmly:

"This fairyland of immortals and demons stands on the ground of the seventy-two divine peaks. It has many entrances, and there are many outsiders here.

We have been dragged down by our education and have a bad reputation. Therefore, we should give up what everyone is chasing, and what others don't notice is our goal. "

"Can't others notice?"

The girls were thoughtful when they heard the words.

Among them, there are many former saints who were deprived of their status because they could not pass the assessment, but they are all chosen at the moment, and there are many people with quick minds.

"Could it be that what senior sister is referring to is elixir material?"

Ying Li'er came back to his senses.

"good."

Feng Wushuang nodded and handed her a unilateral sheet:

"Although these elixirs are not valuable, it is difficult to hide them from the old guys in the sect if you want to search for them in the outside world. This illusion is just right."

"This elixir is..."

Looking at the many familiar pills above, Ying Li'er's eyes couldn't help but become horrified, but he swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"Meeting Immortal Powder?!"

Ying Li'er's heart was beating wildly, almost losing color. Fortunately, she was facing Feng Wushuang and felt the latter's signal, so she restrained her fear.

After the blood transfusion is complete, although the warrior is not immune to all diseases and poisons, it is still difficult to be injured by poisons and diseases.

But this Fallen Immortal Powder is an exception among exceptions.

This medicine is made from extremely yin, extremely dirty, and extremely filthy substances. Just one drop is enough to poison tens of millions of people.

It is one of the few poisonous pills that has been proven to be able to kill Martial Saints!

this……

"Junior sisters, please go together."

After Feng Wushuang finished giving instructions, she held the folding fan in her hand and was about to leave.

"Sister, where are you going?"

"A few days ago, a strange bird with a weird smile came to my door and sent an invitation. Nothing serious happened..."

As he spoke, the white crane was already fluttering its wings:

"Go check out the fun!"

…

…

The sky is high and the clouds are clear, and the breeze is gentle, blowing the endless waves of wheat.

Under the Dachan Temple, there is the world-famous monk field. This is where the Dachan Temple has accumulated thousands of years of savings and can support millions of people.

Under the scorching sun, there are still figures as tiny as ants shuttled around, busy. They are farmers near Dachan Mountain.

A few of them are believers, but most of them are homeless people.

boom!

The thunder rippled, and the ground seemed to shake.

The sudden hurricane blew up the waves of wheat, but many farmers seemed to be accustomed to it and kept their heads down and were busy.

"Bald thief!"

One blow of the sword failed, but Yu Fengxian's anger increased instead of decreasing. He fired the sword like a dragon, and the true agang rolled like a scorching sun in the sky.

Each sword was heavier than the other, and it kept slashing at the great monk who had his hands clasped together and refused to dodge or block.

boom!

Golden light and air waves exploded, Yu Fengxian's clothes and hair fell back, leaning on the ground with a knife, and a trace of respect rose in her fierce eyes:

"What a thief! Your head is harder than the hundred-refined black iron!"

"Amitabha!"

Gently patting the non-existent dust on her body, Yin Yue smiled slightly and said:

"Not bad, not bad. This roar has a bit of the flavor of Tianlongyin. In time, I am afraid that I will not be your opponent..."

"At most one year, I can cut you in two with one knife!"

Yu Fengxian soothed her numb palms, but still said harsh words.

After only half a year of getting along, she also had some respect for this monk in her heart. She had never seen such an incredible horizontal martial arts.

I don't know what kind of magical power he had back then, she could even cut Ji Longshan who had refined himself into a hundred-refined black iron body.

But in the past six months, she didn't know how many thousands of times she had chopped and chopped, but she didn't force the fat monk to retreat even a step!

"Not bad, not bad."

Yin Yue was not annoyed, and even felt a little relieved:

"Next, I will teach you a wonderful palm technique, but you remember that this palm technique must not be used unless it is absolutely necessary.

And it must not be passed on to anyone!"

At the end, the monk's voice became serious, but he was just warning that anyone who got this palm technique would never show it to others easily.

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

Seeing that he was cautious, Yu Fengxian couldn't help but become interested, her eyes sparkled, and she remembered that the monk in front of her had a peerless palm technique that had been lost for more than a thousand years.

"This girl has always been tight-lipped, who can cheat me of my martial arts?"

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