Chapter Six Hundred and Seventy-Fifth: Mastering a Fairy Method, Seabed Mutation

.. Inside Lingtian Dao Palace.

Chu Kuangren was closing his eyes to comprehend the immortal method. After ten days, he finally merged the nine great emperor techniques and turned it into a brand-new cultivation method!

And the fluctuations of this brand-new practice method spread out continuously at the moment of formation, causing the resonance of heaven.

The entire sky, countless cultivators, and mortals were all affected by the fluctuations in the cultivation method, their emotions were out of control, and they fell into chaos.

Chu Kuangren, who noticed this, hurriedly stopped running the cultivation method, and said in surprise: "What a powerful wave of the Tao, above the rhythm and pattern of the Tao, is this the legendary immortal Tao?"

Immortals hide immortals!

After ten days of research, he has restored the true face of this practice method, but it takes practice to fully grasp it.

After all, this is a fairy method.

And with Chu Kuangren's current state, if he wants to fully exert the power of this immortal method, he is still far from it.

But it is undeniable that, having mastered this immortal method, he has no doubt mastered an incomparably powerful hole card.

"The Seven Loves of Magical Serenity, this immortal method is really good."

Chu madman murmured.

The Magical Serenity Seven Love Songs is the name of this immortal method.

This method is a method specializing in the mind, which can affect the mood of the monks, causing them to fall into an illusion and cannot extricate themselves.

In front of this immortal method, a monk with insufficient cultivation base or weak Taoism can be said to be like fish on a chopping board, which he can slaughter.

He walked out of Lingtian Taoist Palace, Lan Yu and the others were waiting, and after seeing Chu Kuangren come out, there was a bit of resentment in his eyes.

He swept through his thoughts and found that something was wrong with the entire Xuantian Sect's disciples. Some of them had red eyes, as if they had just cried a lot. After thinking about it in his heart, he suddenly understood what happened.

"Well, during the retreat, I got a little gain, but I didn't control it accidentally, I'm sorry." Chu Kuangren said with a dry smile.

"Master, what have you done to make the disciples of Xuan Tianzong lose control of their emotions, this is too weird."

Murong Xuan asked curiously.

"Ha, it's nothing, just mastered an immortal method."

Chu Kuangren chuckled lightly.

"Oh I got it."

Murong Xuan suddenly realized, and then he came back to his senses, his face stiffened for a while, staring at Chu Kuangren, swallowing, "What did you just say, Sect Master? Say it again?!"

"It's nothing, just mastered a fairy method."

"Fairy magic!!"

Murong Xuan let out a strange cry, and his voice increased dozens of degrees.

Lan Yu, Ning Yu and others were also stunned.

Fairy!

Is there really a magic in this world? !

For a long time, immortals have only existed in rumors, and the so-called immortal methods are even more illusory, and no one has ever seen them.

Now, Madman Chu said that he has mastered an immortal art!

How dare people believe this? !

"Master, are you serious?"

"Do I seem to be joking with you?"

Chu Kuangren blinked.

"No, I'm just curious."

"Why not, how about you experience it yourself?"

A playful smile suddenly appeared on Chu Kuangren's face, his fingertips pointed towards Murong Xuan, and a strange wave of Dao appeared.

There were no earth-shattering explosions, collisions...

Vaguely, a burst of music sounded in the void.

That is, Daoyin!

This voice is like crying and complaining, and it is very sad.

Affected by it, Murong Xuan's eyes gradually turned red, he knelt on the ground, and said sadly, "If there is an afterlife, I will never be a human again. I have really failed to live... woo woo..."

The dignified emperor actually cried like a little girl.

Lan Yu, Ning Yu and others widened their eyes.

what happened?

"Master, what have you done?" Lan Yu asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it just magnifies his inner inferiority complex. It's a small application of this fairy method."

Chu madman smiled lightly.

"Emotion, could it be that scroll?"

Ning Yu seemed to think of something and asked.

Chu Kuangren nodded slightly, "Exactly."

Then, he took out the ninth scroll and said, "This is the last scroll, so consider it as a gift from me to Qiqingmen. As for whether you can merge into a fairy, it's up to you."

The immortal method is extremely mysterious. Although Chu Kuangren understood it, he still has more than enough strength to teach it to others.

Immortal methods can only be understood, not spoken.

If Qiqingmen want to learn this fairy method, they have to rely on themselves.

However, in the eyes of Chu Kuangren, the possibility of people from Qiqingmen wanting to learn this immortal method is almost... zero!

After all, not everyone has the comprehension he has.

Of course, after tens of thousands of years of deduction, it is not impossible to grasp, there is still hope.

Um……

It took him ten days.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Chu." Ning Yu took the scroll and planned to send it back to Qiqingmen after a while.

"That head, how long will he cry?"

Lan Yu pointed to the side and was still half-kneeling on the ground, exuding a dejected air, a look of admiration that looked like she could not love.

Rong Xuan said.

"Well, maybe an hour or two later."

Chu madman smiled lightly.

He didn't use all his strength in that move just now, otherwise, Murong Xuan might have been so inferior to him that he would commit suicide on the spot.

What did he think of, his eyes lit up.

"If you can control the strength of this fantasy and serenity song, maybe it can be used to sharpen the disciples' Dao heart."

Chu madman murmured.

Hearing his words, Lan Yu couldn't help mourning for the disciples.

…………

in distant seas.

In the Lin family palace, Beiming Xuanse was practicing, but suddenly, his chest felt tight and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn, damn!"

"My heart is stagnant, and I can't calm down and practice at all!"

Beiming Xuanse couldn't help recalling the scene of being humiliated by Chu Kuangren in the purgatory forest that day. As an emperor of the Lin clan, he was questioned by the other party pointing his nose, and he was suppressed by the other party to no temper.

Every time he thinks of this, he seems to be holding a fire in his heart, burning him to the point of fidgeting, and burning his whole body to the point of exploding.

"Take the imperial soldiers of the emperor of the Lin clan, wound me in the Great Snow Dragon Mountain, and make me lose face in front of the emperors in the purgatory forest, Chu madman, Chu madman, you should be damned!!"

"But now, he is a torturer, what can I do?!"

The Heavenly Punisher is one of the people with the highest status in the human race.

Even a Taoist wouldn't dare to say that he could be more noble than the other party. This position alone is not something he can shake.

"Tsk tsk, do you want revenge? Do you want power?"

A deep voice suddenly came from Beiming Xuanse's ear.

"who is it?"

Bei Ming's complexion changed.

But when he looked around, he didn't find half a figure.

"Who I am, it doesn't matter, the important thing is that I can help you get revenge, let you gain strength, and deal with Chu madman..."

In that low voice, there was a sense of bewitchment.

Beiming black color has a kind of vigilance.

"Why, don't you want to take revenge? Do you want to be held on your head by Chu madmen? You are the emperor of the Lin clan, and you represent not only yourself, but also the dignity and glory of the Lin clan..."

"Think about it carefully, figure it out, and come to the undersea valley."

Beiming's black complexion changed, "Under the sea valley, you are..."

But the voice had disappeared, and only Beiming Xuanse was left on the spot, and his face changed uncertainly.