Chapter 1270 No Power to Fight Back

As long as there is a dispute over the great way, a life-and-death battle, it is like two armies facing each other, and the arrows have to be shot on the string. There is no room for surrender without a fight or making detours.

When Jiang She pulled out the long spear that broke the formation, Chen Pingan immediately sacrificed a sword fairy banner that he had obtained from Li Zhen in the past, and stabbed it heavily on the ground.

The sword fairy banner, which had been refined into a life object not long ago, was only dared to be refined in the middle before. It was placed by Chen Pingan on the top of the "mountain shrine" made of five-colored soil. Now, a life cave has been opened up for it. I saw that from the banner, there floated out a number of sword fairies with silver eyes and ethereal figures. There were a total of eighteen of them. The "robes" they wore were all made of refined talismans.

Jiang She's burly figure turned into a rainbow light. Above the earth, the long spear that broke the formation brought arcs of fireflies. Those sword fairies who blocked the way were as fragile as paper, and they didn't even have the opportunity to draw their swords.

Whenever the spear touched the figure of the sword immortal, it was like snowballs bursting.

Jiang She came to Chen Pingan in an instant, and the pair of golden eyes came into his eyes. How hateful!

Chen Pingan's mind moved slightly, and he tried to take back the sword immortal banner, but Jiang She's spear shattered that spiritual consciousness.

Jiang She pulled the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand to hold the temporarily ownerless sword immortal banner, and casually broke it.

Chen Pingan's body, which was far away, was shrunk to a muffled thunder.

A sword immortal banner that was carefully refined and engraved with thousands of talismans as inscriptions, along with a natal cave, was thus scrapped.

Jiang She knew that this kid still had a lot of natal objects hidden on him. Ordinary cultivators would not dare to pursue quantity and casually refine natal objects. If all fights could be won by magic weapons, who would not have hundreds of natal objects as belongings for cultivators who have lived for thousands of years? However, Chen Pingan was right to do so. As a half-one, he had a good innate foundation and was not afraid of being full when hungry. If he was given another two or three hundred years of cultivation, he would be able to open up more than a thousand Qi Palaces in his human body, and then use the great refining of his own life objects to sit in them. When he achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven, he would probably think that the power of the heavenly tribulation was not enough? It was also a brilliant method that had never been seen before and will never be seen again. It was a pity that he was against himself.

Jiang She shook his head and reminded: "These kinds of objects that make up the number are also worthy of testing the depth of my power? I advise you not to take them out and embarrass yourself. Why don't you use your real killer?"

As he spoke, Jiang She was unstoppable, and he pointed a spear at Chen Pingan's chest. Chen Pingan did not retreat but advanced, striding forward, letting the spear pierce his chest, twisting his wrist, and instantly holding up a thunder bureau made of overlapping arrays in his right hand, interweaving lightning, like a dragon and snake swimming. The Thunder Bureau was like a fist, smashing into Jiang She's face. With a strong push, the entire Thunder Bureau collided with Jiang She's strong true energy and turned into powder in an instant, hitting Jiang She's head back and making a huge hole in Chen Ping'an's chest.

He retreated a dozen steps and stood still with his gun.

He was indeed a pure and refined divine body, with the Cloud Water Body and Water Spirit Realm. The wound in front of him healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Two daggers slipped out of his sleeves, and Chen Ping'an gently held them.

One of the Caozi daggers was inscribed with Chaolu, but its real name was Zhulu. The other one was inscribed with Muxia, and was named Gelu by Chen Ping'an.

Barely avoiding Jiang She's shot that stabbed his neck, Chen Pingan approached with a dagger in hand. A glittering Big Dipper formation diagram appeared out of thin air on the ground. Jiang She was slightly surprised. The second shot still missed and failed to split the guy from head to toe. It turned out that Chen Pingan used some secret method to deliver daggers at the same time as Yaoguang and Yuheng. They were real knives, and stabbed at the temple on one side of Jiang She's head. At the same time, the stars moved quietly, and Jiang She's position happened to fall near the Kaiyang star. Jiang She smiled. His body was not fast enough to shrink the ground, so he had to rely on these fancy tricks to make up for the disadvantage.

Even with the formation diagram, the Taoist step Gang plus the shrinking magic, his body was still so slow.

If you are not good enough, no matter how good the time and place are, it is still false.

Jiang She was too lazy to move the throne, but just turned his head slightly to avoid one of the Muxia daggers, and then raised his hand and hit the dagger engraved with the inscription of Chaolu with his palm. A Caozi dagger with a long history and legendary stories broke into pieces, like jade chips.

He stretched out his hand again, grabbed Chen Pingan's face with five fingers, and returned the favor. He also twisted his wrist and flipped Chen Pingan to the ground.

The earth shook violently, and Chen Pingan sank into the pit, with countless cracks around him.

Jiang She raised his foot and stepped hard on the guy's heart. Chen Pingan's figure turned into eighteen sword lights and scattered instantly, and condensed in the distance. Jiang She seemed to disdain to chase and kill, but just raised his spear diagonally, and the tip of the spear pointed to the formation, and there was a majestic Taoist force condensed like an arrow, breaking through the air. Chen Pingan's figure exploded again, and a bowl-sized hole appeared in his abdomen, which was truly "empty". The healing speed of the wound this time was obviously slower.

Chen Ping'an had no expression on his face, but a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. How could Jiang She be so fast?

It should be noted that after Jiang She drew out his spear and broke the formation, he had not yet used any military skills, let alone any immortal arts. In other words, Jiang She had always been fighting the enemy with his physical body.

Besides, this battlefield site was originally a place where the heavens defeated Jiang She, the first ancestor of the military strategist who killed a god. The natal flying sword of a sword cultivator is already a special case that is least affected by the long river of time, which is why there is a saying that one sword can break all laws. Since Jiang She did not use his natal magical power and was in the small world of the military strategist, how could he completely ignore the obstruction of the long river of time?

The most important thing is that Chen Pingan had already sacrificed a natal flying sword, the bird in the cage, so Chen Pingan sat in the small world and moved like a boat with the wind and the water. Jiang She here seemed to be in an invisible frozen glass realm. His body was more than a ship going against the flow, and it hindered the flow of his soul and the spiritual energy in his body.

Damn it, it is worthy of being Jiang She, who is really strong.

Jiang She, who has not yet returned to the peak, is already so strong, what about the Taoist ancestor who has firmly occupied the upper hand ten thousand years ago?

No wonder Bai Jing reminded him in his heart when he was on the night boat. When the two armies faced each other, the generals of both sides fought each other in front of the battlefield like in the later epics. Daozu was entangled by Jiang She and was really angry.

Jiang She walked forward slowly and said with a smile: "The Ascension Realm does not know the magnificent scenery of the Fourteenth Realm, and the martial artists of the End Realm can hardly know the weight of the Eleventh Realm of Martial Arts."

The sky and the earth suddenly became dark, like dark clouds covering the sun. Jiang She raised his sight a few points and saw a white jade Ganoderma lucidum as big as a mountain, hitting him heavily.

Jiang She just glanced at it sideways, and his steps did not stop. He opened his fist frame and threw a punch casually, easily breaking the jade Ganoderma lucidum. Then there was a white jade-colored rainstorm, which splashed the earth wantonly.

"Hasn't the sword holder told you that since ancient times, there has been no exception for the Qi-refining practitioners who have sought immortality. They are all just people who drink water from the long river of time and are just water thieves."

As Jiang She was walking slowly with his gun, another strange phenomenon occurred on the side. A flying sword shaped like a river on the earth, with a fierce momentum, rushed over like a broken dam. The river water with surging sword energy was like hitting a pillar in the middle of the stream, stirring up thousands of feet of water mist. After a moment, Jiang She walked out of the flying sword water curtain that concealed the meaning of the word "blasphemy", unscathed, but in front of him, a large expansion of land appeared, and a huge green lake appeared, with vast waves and boundless water.

Jiang She saw through the trick at a glance. They were all imitation small worlds made of swords. After the great refining, they could be changed as they pleased and allowed the refiner to change the shape to deceive the eyes. The roots of the two swords are actually the two short dragon swords in Chen Ping'an's water house "Longqiu", which are engraved with the words "寅" and "湖".

"There are thousands of so-called caves and Taoist temples in the world, and which one is not living by the water? The so-called cultivators, who is not a maggot clustered on the corpses of gods? We warriors don't have this drawback."

Jiang She walked leisurely on the water, and every step he took on the green glass mirror-like lake surface, he forcibly suppressed the sword intent under the water surface, so that it could not raise its head like a dragon.

There was another pocket-sized flying sword that was disproportionate to Jiang and Du, hidden in it, quietly and insidiously swept over, but was still just picked up by Jiang She with a shot.

If this flying sword had not been stained with a little demonic aura, Jiang She would probably have noticed it later in the movement of the water curtain being shaken and still lingering.

It turned out to be the natal flying sword "天来" of the sword cultivator of the monster clan of the Zhengrong Sect. Just now, the flying sword was hit by the tip of the spear, and sparks flew, turning into ashes on the way.

This is the power of the spear breaking the formation. As long as the quality of the refined object is not high enough, it will break if it is slightly touched.

It's a pity for him again. If he is facing an ordinary Ascension Realm cultivator, with these messy magic skills, can an immortal have the upper hand?

In an instant, above Jiang She's head, the daytime scene instantly turned into night, the starry sky was bright, and a picture of the twenty-eight constellations with a strong sense of Taoism appeared.

Jiang She looked at it intently and took a closer look. It seemed that a real object was refined as the core of the formation, and twenty-eight talismans of good materials were added to "paint" the lifelike painted statues of the twenty-eight constellations. Jiang She was a little familiar and remembered that it was the Jincheng Jade Emperor Temple in Guzezhou, Qingming Tianxia. It was as if Chen Pingan had "invited the gods" to move here, and the gods returned to their positions and sat in their respective stars in the sky. What is a little strange is that there are signs of the sun and the moon in the sky outside the star map, which is a bit of a random patchwork.

A star map formation above his head is just circulating on its own, always in a state of readiness, and there is no sign of attack, so Jiang She will not care about it for the time being.

Is it that frightening flower stand, or Chen Pingan's trump card that he thinks is the key to victory or defeat? It can't be a decoration that wastes spiritual energy. You will know it when it "falls".

The owner who spent money is not in a hurry, and Jiang She, who just wants to watch the fun, will be more patient.

"It's a pity that you can't practice martial arts or swordsmanship, and you don't have any "purity", which is pitiful. On the contrary, your own divinity, which you regard as the enemy of the Tao, is the only one that has a chance of purity, which is even more pitiful."

The big lake in front blocked the road, and Jiang She didn't bother to take a detour, and walked straight into it. He stepped on the soft green mirror surface, and the sword energy in the lake was forcibly suppressed.

Even someone as arrogant as Jiang She could not help but admire in his heart that Chen Pingan, this kid, had only been a Taoist for so many years, but he could actually save so much.

"What to eat, martial luck, spiritual energy, magic weapons, gold and copper coins, dragon-slaying platform, etc., all of them are like a bowl of food before execution, and in the end, they will all be used to make wedding clothes for divinity."

"Listen to my advice, it can't be locked up. The result of this tug-of-war has been determined long ago, and struggling is useless. It's better to admit defeat and lose half. The divinity can be fully stretched, isn't it a kind of freedom."

"Fighting is fighting, fellow Taoist, don't make noise."

At some unknown time, Chen Pingan was dressed as a Taoist priest, wearing a lotus crown on his head and a green gauze Taoist robe. He held a snow-white whisk in his left hand and a pocket imitation white jade pagoda in his right hand.

The Tao Qi all over the body is as thick as substance, with a dazzling yellow-purple light, and behind him are the two haloes of the sun and the moon.

When he finally spoke, he made fun of Jiang She.

On the imitation object hanging in the air in the palm of "Taoist priest" Chen Ping'an's hand, there is a white jade capital, five cities and twelve floors, each with wisps of slender treasure light flowing, and green book secrets with bursts of Taoist charm.

Jiang She laughed angrily when he heard this. In his field of vision, there was a turquoise-glazed pavilion in the middle of the lake. A swordsman in white, who looked like he was cooking wine to entertain guests, walked out of the pavilion. He raised his sword and walked out of the pavilion. He said with a heroic smile, "The hero is very skilled. Tell me your name and have a drink with me. It's your turn to go up to the mountain to gather together."

Jiang She felt confused and didn't say anything to him. He swept forward, raised his gun, and shattered the illusion of the swordsman blocking the road on the spot.

It was said to be an illusion, but in Jiang She's opinion, if he were an ordinary martial arts master, he would have to spend countless efforts to defeat him.

Jiang She quickly figured out the joints and said disapprovingly: "The eleventh-level warrior who is just imagined out of thin air cannot be used for much purpose."

Taoist priest Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "You talk too much, and you lose your masterly demeanor in vain. Taoist friends, if you learn from me, you will understand the truth of preserving your spirit early on."

Waving his fly whisk in Jiang She's direction, the Taoist said, "You are a tyrannical person and a disobedient person. How dare you show off your cruelty? Just accept your death."

Jiang She couldn't help but laugh. If throwing a fist at him was a sign of acknowledging one's ancestors, then by using this magical power of Yin soldiers to cross the border, are you determined to change your surname to Jiang?

I saw troops arrayed on the lake. It was roughly estimated that there were hundreds of thousands of ghost soldiers and ghosts. They were all in formation, with large banners erected. Some of them were leading generals, wearing armor and holding troops, or sitting in military tents. For a time, the Yin soldiers on the lake were in jingling armor, their horses' hooves were in formation, and their drums were beating like thunder, soaring into the sky. The killing energy condensed one after another, forming thick black clouds in the sky. On each sea of ​​clouds floating in the sky like ink, there are countless warriors wearing precious armor gathering like locusts and ants.

Jiang Sheti walked straight into the pavilion without any suspicion at all. He drank the pot of boiling warm wine in one gulp, wiped his mouth and nodded, "Good wine."

After throwing away the wine bottle and walking out of the pavilion, Jiang She said calmly: "Zhan Zhan."

If Jiang She broke through the formation with a gun before, it was the martial arts method that defeated the ten-level martial arts.

Then this moment was a veritable act of utterance. The words "Zhen Zhan" were like rolling thunder, spreading all over the world. The Yin soldiers on the lake and the divine generals in the clouds, among the millions, did not escape the net.

They were all dismembered in an instant. Thick smoke was billowing from heaven to earth, and wailing was everywhere. If you listened carefully, it seemed that there were countless women wailing and wailing one after another.

Jiang She turned a deaf ear, how could the soldiers care about the dust blown away by the wind. If you don't have a heart of stone to fight, your Taoist heart will be overwhelmed long ago.

"Fellow Taoist, please stop and take some time to read."

The Taoist priest shook his sleeves and unfolded a long scroll of history. Everywhere there were fresh battlefields of fighting or lifeless ancient battlefield sites.

After manifesting a "book of war", Chen Ping'an gently threw the fly whisk in his hand towards Jiang She.

A handful of whisks suddenly dispersed, turning into countless long lines of cause and effect, actively wrapping around the hidden body of the ancestor of the military strategist.

There are thousands of ghosts and dead souls on every rope.

Jiang She frowned slightly, his face no longer so confident, and said: "Even evil heretics who are not popular can dare to hope to corrode the golden body."

The Dharma statue standing behind him immediately showed signs of shattering the golden threads.

"Is Jiang She not a heretic?"

At the same time, Taoist priest Chen Ping'an also put his fingers together, held the seal in front of him, uttered the truth, and said with a smile: "I must destroy it so that I can do justice for heaven."

Jiang She moved his shoulders slightly, but a golden statue behind him shone brightly. The threads were washed away by the golden light as thick as water, and soon turned into bursts of ruined ashes, fluttering to the ground.

Chen Ping'an looked indifferent, watching this scene from a distance, not too surprised. Military monks are indeed one of the Qi practitioners who least care about cause and effect.

Perhaps he was really annoyed by Chen Ping'an's series of tactics. Jiang She once again thrust the spear in his hand into the ground beside him, and made a simple twisting gesture with his palms facing each other.

All the scholars of all schools of thought have differences in the left-handed and right-handed ways of heaven.

But for Jiang She, this kind of scholarship is really boring.

I can do whatever I want the avenue to do!

The sky and the earth are tilted, just like the grinding of a millstone, unstoppable. All living beings and all things in it are turned into powder, reduced to ashes, scattered like flying dust.

Sure enough, the entire scroll in front of Jiang She was easily torn to pieces in an instant, and the lake under his feet disappeared. Not only that, the entire world was distorted in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

Throwing out the long scroll and whisk, and uttering the big words "do justice for heaven", Taoist priest Chen Pingan watched with narrowed eyes.

The basic cave where the five elements' natal objects are located, plus the caves where ten princes' mountains are found as assistants, one master and two slaves, totaling fifteen natal acupoints.

This means that Chen Ping'an has already practiced ten additional natal objects during the retreat at Fuyaolu Dojo. This is far from the real total.

However, he was blocked a lot by the sneaky Fourteenth Realm whose identity is still unknown and made several sneak attacks. As a result, Chen Ping'an had to withdraw from seclusion again and again, wasting too much time.

The refining of the natal objects was a bit hasty, as many key treasures were missing, or they were not refined to a perfect level, resulting in the overall effect not meeting expectations.

Chen Ping'an originally thought that this obstacle had nothing to do with the overall situation, but he never thought that within a few days, he would confront Jiang She.

Chen Pingan's previous idea couldn't be simpler.

In addition to refining swords, eating gold and copper coins, and looking for dragon-slaying stones, my homework in the Immortal Realm was to continuously improve the quality of my two natal flying swords. In addition, I could only do one thing to consolidate my Dao foundation and increase my Dao power.

Just practice the magic weapon and you can achieve multiple things with one stone.

Such as those in the marketplace, who have no skills at all and beat the old master to death with random punches.

In the mountain fighting, victory is directly based on numbers, and the opponent is smashed to death with magic weapons.

A simple idea, but it requires extremely complex and cumbersome steps to implement.

What you want in the end is, of course, a unique method of ascension to gain immortality.

That's why I preached, protected, observed and enlightened Taoist Ding.

Taoist priest Chen Pingan raised his head to see the sky.

The barrier of Qingtian Avenue is like a wall, the sun and moon are on the same wall, it is impossible to tell, and it has trapped so many Taoist heroes from the past and present.

The true form of the star map in the sky is an ancient inkstone with the sun and moon engraved on the same wall. The back of the inkstone has the eye pillars of the twenty-eight stars.

Obtained from Zheng Juzhong, used to hold hundreds of gold and copper coins.

In the Battle of Tianwai, Chen Ping'an, who was at the lowest level, was responsible for sitting in the center and controlling the operation of the abbot's formation. He got this close-by object that was not clearly stated whether it needed to be returned. During Chen Ping'an's retreat, he suddenly had an idea. With the help of it, he could even refine a Liuxia Boat. Using the refining technique taught by the successful Gu Can, Chen Pingan actually succeeded in refining this very close object into a small cave. It proved that this method is feasible and can be called a magical power, and it is well deserved.

As for the technique of drawing talismans, it has the simplicity of ancient Taoist priests, which is enough to make many ancient Taoist priests mistake it for the handwriting of an ancient Taoist priest.

Because the "Ghost Painting Talisman" lent to him by Li Huai recorded the fundamental method of holding a ji and inviting gods to descend.

The many imitation swords that were given to Yuan Lingdian of Zhixuan Peak and entrusted to Liu Jinglong to buy from Henjian Mountain in Luzhou, Beiju, have all been refined one by one.

Regardless of your rank, whether it is a spiritual weapon, a magic weapon, or a semi-immortal weapon, whether you bought it with money or "picked it up on the roadside", whatever you have on hand counts as the same thing. Chen Ping'an has been refined into a natal object connected with the Tao , used to fill various large palaces.

Under the blue sky avenue where the sun and the moon are on the same wall, they are fighting here, each showing his ability. You, Jiang She, are as strong as a broken bamboo. It seems that you are in a no-man's land in the long river of time. Even if you reverse the yin and yang, control the heaven and earth as a millstone, you will not be able to do anything. It was Jiang She's own fault, and he just "polished the ink" along with his Taoist and supernatural powers.

After all, it is a conflict between the two sides.

Chen Ping'an held up an imitation white jade capital in his hand, and in the southern Huacheng of the white jade capital, there was a young Taoist priest wearing a lotus crown. In his hand, he held a six-man seal with the heavenly payment "Lu Chen's Order" on it. On the surface of the seal, thirty The six ancient gods opened their eyes at the same time.

The scene changed. The young Taoist priest seemed to have sacrificed a huge dharma statue, with big sleeves fluttering, floating out of Nanhua City. His height was not inferior to Jiang She's golden body, but Chen Ping'an's body condensed into the size of a mustard seed, hiding away from the tallest statue in Bai Yujing. at.

Bai Yujing collided with Jiang She's rotating millstone of the Great Avenue of Heaven and Earth, making a soul-stirring creaking sound, like an awl slowly carving the surface of a glass mirror.

After a moment, the white jade capital seemed to block the rotation of the millstone, so that the whole world began to shake with a subtle amplitude.

Chen Ping'an held his sleeves with his hands, and his figure in the green robe swayed with the twelfth floor of the five cities under his feet.

Jiang She picked up the broken formation again, gently twisted his wrist, and rotated the spear.

Changing his mind temporarily, Jiang She was not in a hurry to destroy the fake Bai Yujing.

Just because Jiang She saw through Chen Pingan's plan immediately, he didn't let this guy get what he wanted.

The opponent is within "Bai Yujing". If Jiang She grabs and breaks the formation, it will be an excellent opportunity for Chen Ping'an, who will ask Bai Yujing to attack in the future, so that he can use rocks from other mountains to attack. Jade.

"It can be seen that Jiang She is not completely sure of killing me on the spot today."

The Taoist priest laughed endlessly and said to himself: "If he thinks he is sure of victory, why should Jiang She care about the gains and losses? Or is he afraid that I will learn the general route and detailed tips for defeating Bai Yujing?"

Jiang She rubbed his chin, and finally understood the thoughts of some Qi practitioners. A martial artist's bad mouth is indeed annoying.

"Do you like to sit on the sidelines so much, watching me play monkey tricks one by one?" Jiang She seemed to have finally lost his patience, "Everyone, if you don't show up, your Taoist companions, mountain masters, and allies will really be killed by me. Beaten to death."

Controlling the avenue, he easily turned his back on guests, temporarily trapping the imitation white jade capital and divine Chen Ping'an.

Jiang She's figure fell back and merged into the Dharma image behind him. The Dharma image stretched out his hand and grabbed a long spear. After taking a few steps, he came to the young Taoist priest and swept across the gun, hitting the man. Countless jade fragments arose from the chest of the Taoist priest. The Taoist staggered back, and Bai Yujing, who was "higher than others", moved back.

Jiang She stabbed the Taoist priest in the heart with another spear, and Bai Yujing lit up countless rays of light, condensing on the spot where the Taoist priest's appearance and the tip of the spear were in contact.

Jiang She did not withdraw his spear and took a step forward, causing the Taoist priest and Bai Yujing to slide back together.

Jiang She looked around and sneered: "Doesn't it look good to have a big stone on your chest like this?! The spectators don't have to pay, but there are only a few cheers?"

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, please be patient."

Inside Baiyujing, Chen Pingan stood by the railing, put his sleeves in and looked up at the statue of Jiang She holding a gun, and smiled: "Daoyou, please be more virtuous and don't hurt the harmony."

Even if Jiang She was as tenacious as he was, he was also very angry at this nonsense.

Jiang She increased the strength in his hand, and the tip of the spear that broke the formation pierced into Baiyujing.

Martial artists ask for fists, and cultivators fight, which always consumes physical strength, blood, and spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Any damage to a cultivator's life-refining item can be said to have damaged the root of the Tao.

This is more of a hidden danger than the loss of Tao power after decades or hundreds of years of Taoism. This kind of Tao is missing, and there are endless troubles, just like the root of the disease of the martial arts masters in the rivers and lakes. As for the end of hurting the soul, the scattered mind, and the reduction of merit, who is not a cultivator, it is easy to become a demon in the heart, and the obstacle to the future of the Tao? The higher the realm of the cultivator, the seemingly insignificant pinhole-sized gaps in the past will become bigger than a hole in the sky. The Qigong cultivators thought that when the realm was higher, they would use external objects to mend the missing Dao heart. There is always a way out, so go and mend the sky.

How many of Chen Pingan's natal objects related to the Dao of life were broken today?

Jiang She seemed to understand something.

Could this guy want to do the opposite?

Although Chen Pingan has many identities and means, there are actually more hidden dangers. For example, without the Yin God and Yang God, he is destined to be unable to refine the natal word, and the sword cultivator and the martial artist are not pure...

First assume that there must be some gaps in his human body and soul that cannot be mended, so he simply has a "battlefield martial arts performance" that is similar to "dispersing the Dao". For those who practice the Dao, all dharmas are empty, and they empty their bodies to nourish the Yuanshen. Make up your mind, give up all the external things, and only have a clear Dao heart?

Good guy.

The phrase "Learning more and more, but losing more and more" is similar to "The Way of Heaven reduces the surplus to serve the deficient"?

Can it be explained in this way? !

It is indeed a wonderful idea.

Jiang She's previous comment that "a young man became famous" was unfair to this young mountain master who was a sword cultivator, a martial artist, and a talisman cultivator.

It's worth it that I asked around for your news, so that I wouldn't capsize in the gutter and get into trouble in the first fight after leaving the mountain, and be laughed at by Laoyouzhici and Bixiao.

There were some surprises in the confrontation today, but there were too many disappointments.

Is it that this is the only Taoist skill of a young man with half a one?

So far, what is it if it is not that he has no power to fight back?

The two statues were close to each other.

Jiang She was about to pierce Bai Yujing and the Taoist's chest with a gun.

At this moment, the Taoist holding a five-thunder seal in his hand threw the seal at Jiang She with lightning speed.

Jiang She's punch failed to break it, but only knocked it to another place, and the seal rolled to the ground.

Using the seal to hit people seems reckless and has nothing to do with immortal spirit, but it uses the fist of a god beating a drum.

Jiang She was puzzled and sneered: "The thunder is loud but the rain is small. After careful planning, the result is such a killer move?"

Chen Pingan frowned slightly, puzzled why this five-thunder seal would lose most of its effectiveness in an instant, and the change was almost in an instant.

This resulted in many back-up moves being unable to be used.

To say that this seal alone can severely injure Jiang She, I don't think so, but this five-thunder seal is the beginning of Chen Pingan's next few real killer moves, which is true.

Therefore, not to mention that Chen Pingan was very surprised by this move, even Jiang She mistakenly thought that Chen Pingan was playing some tricks.

On the top of the tilted pillar, Chen Pingan, who had allowed the divinity to be enemies with Jiang She, helped out for the first time. He took out an ancient bow, drew the bow like a full moon, with a string but no arrow, and with a bang, a golden light shot out, dragging out a very long and dazzling line, like a long sword.

Jiang She drew out his spear, used the tip of the spear to resist the fierce sword light, and smashed an "arrow".

"Do mud-legged people also have mysophobia?"

Jiang She's face was full of sarcasm, "Or do you dare not let the divinity hold the sword at all?"

Putting away the longbow obtained from the night ship, Chen Pingan spread out his crystal clear palm like mutton-fat jade, and a jade short sword no longer than an inch appeared in his palm.

This sword embryo obtained from Dayue Sui Mountain was called "Xiao Fengdu" in ancient times.

The two flying swords, Chuyi and Shiwu, had been obtained for a long time, but they were the very few things that Chen Pingan had not been able to refine.

Chen Pingan remained silent.

This seemed to be the first time that Chen Pingan had fought against someone, and the spiritual energy accumulated in each cave was exhausted.

For cultivators, fighting with others and discussing the Dao, all costs money.

Controlling each of the treasures of the natal objects that have been refined, attacking or defending, and deploying troops.

But the result was that they were either broken by Jiang She's blow or stabbed by the tip of the spear. Although they did not collapse on the spot, they became dilapidated and fell in rank.

In the battle outside the sky, although Chen Pingan was drafted, it was worth the trip and was of great benefit to cultivation. Just to say that he witnessed the collision route of the two worlds with his own eyes, Chen Pingan began to try to lay out a traceable Qingdao track in the human body and the world at the Fuyaolu Daochang.

Paving roads and building bridges.

Pursuing a realm, every time you draw a sword, it is like the way of heaven.

As for the choice of "taking the opportunity to smash all the natal objects into one", it was really against Jiang She, and he had to do it.

The reason is very simple. If we don't do this, there will be no fight. Let alone confrontation, it is a luxury to delay for a few minutes, let alone find out the truth and try to check the depth of Jiang She's cultivation.

The green-shirted real body Chen Pingan on the top of the mountain smiled and said, "See, something went wrong. I guess there is a big problem in Qingming Tianxia."

Collecting the Dharma photo, he took back the imitation white jade capital that had regained its miniature appearance, and held it in the palm of his hand. Chen Pingan listened intently and heard a subtle sound like the opening of porcelain pieces in his hometown. It collapsed, and the strong wind blew between the sky and the earth, stirring up countless debris, like snow.

"A fight has just begun, but the losses are so huge. Do you really feel no pain at all?"

Jiang She understood clearly in his heart. He glanced at Chen Ping'an's real body in front of him, then turned to look at the existence high up as a blindfold, "Yes, that's how divinity makes the decision. If there is no intention, there is no mistake."

The two Chen Ping'an exchanged positions.

The Chen Ping'an in front of Jiang She had removed the blindness, and he was the truly divine half.

Four fairy swords appeared around him.

This "Chen Ping'an" shook his neck, raised his hand, and shook his sleeves. His golden eyes had a fiery look on his face. He grinned and said, "Jiang She, that 'I' is not doing things well. To be honest, I I’ve tolerated you for a long time.”

Jiang She smiled and said, "Same reason."

Chen Ping'an has always been good at stealing from his masters. For example, during his retreat at the Qingping Sword Sect's Secret Snow Peak and Changchun Dongtian Dojo, he also imitated Wu Shuangjiang and imitated four fairy swords.

If we say that Wu Shuangjiang's four pieces are second-class authentic works, they are similar to the official imitations of official porcelain, which are entrusted with money.

So after the battle of the Night Ship, Chen Ping'an's imitation sword was once again first-class. Whether it was the material of the sword or the divine will, it was that... civilian imitation official.

It is naturally not difficult to scare people on the mountain, and it is also effective in fighting people in the same situation. However, if you use these imitation fairy swords to deal with Jiang She, it is inevitable that you will feel that your skills are at a loss, or that you are jumping over the wall.

Jiang She could tell the quality of those poor imitation swords just by looking at them.

It seems that it is not far away from using several techniques to suppress the bottom of the box.

This kid is good at picking opponents, and he directly chose Bai Yujing Yudou as the target of his sword challenge.

Being truly invincible is not considered arrogant in today's world. It is estimated that when Yu Dou has completely refined a Yujing Mountain, it will be time for him to reach the pseudo-fifteenth level.

However, if you want to become the number one person in the world, you have to overcome your own calamities.

Jiang She is like this, and so is Yu Dou. Thinking about it, great chaos has begun in Qingming's world. From a peaceful and prosperous era to a chaotic era, how to transform into peace... is the fate of Yu Dou.

Looking at the young man in front of him who has exhausted all his traps and resorted to various tricks, there is no hint of discouragement in his eyes.

After all, Chen Pingan's methods should have been used to deal with Yu Dou.

A pot of wine in the pavilion, what does it mean?

It was hard for Jiang She not to remember the group of scholars in ancient times who were high-spirited, impassioned, not pedantic in temperament, and always kept their grudges clear.

Jiang She picked up the spear, pointed it at the high place, and asked lazily: "Whether it is a sword holder, or half a sword, can you show some real skills that are not fancy?"

"Easy to say."

Chen Ping'an, the high-level real body, stamped his feet, instantly shattering hundreds of qi talismans on his hands and feet, and said with a smile: "If you want to take over the universe with your spirit, you need to break it into chaos first."

Jiang She nodded and said, "Young man, I really dare to think."

The next moment, Chen Pingan reached out to hold Jiang She's head down and knocked him to the ground.