Chapter 597 Immortal Threshold

"Late Purple Mansion..."

Yuan Xiu's eyes stayed on the sword-wielding man in front of him. His clothes were exactly the same as Si Boxiu's own. They were both Qingchi's first-class Purple Mansion clothes. Yuan Yuan never liked to wear them, but he never took them off.

"Chi Buzi..."

Late Purple Mansion, four magical powers!

The man in front of him had a different face from the usual thin eyes and flat eyebrows of the Chi family. His facial features were more compact, his eyes were bigger, and he looked more eye-catching. His magic power was perfect and he was very powerful.

Si Boxiu was silent for the first time. After careful calculation, Chi Buzi was just 300 years old. The figure standing in front of him was already full of green shadows, revealing the unique clear and turbid nature of "green water". His power was more terrifying than Si Boxiu himself.

"Disappeared for decades, now he can cross the Purple Immortal Threshold..."

Chi Buzi was originally a genius from Qingchi a hundred years ago. He practiced at an astonishing speed. After breaking through the Purple Mansion with "As Heavy Turbidity", he successively cultivated magical powers, and successively achieved "Dongquan Sound" and "Qingxiyu", which took less than a hundred years in total!

Chi Wei valued him very much back then and called him "Chi Family Treasure Tree". This bastard dared to openly collect talents everywhere, and half of his confidence was because of Chi Buzi.

"It's a pity that Buzi didn't follow the old man's ideas..."

Later, Chi Buzi broke through the middle stage of the Purple Mansion. Yuan Xiu thought he would stop there. Who knew that after a few decades, he didn't know whether he had cultivated "Xijie Lu" or "Chougui Zang", and he was already in the late stage of the Purple Mansion.

You should know that once the Purple Mansion has cultivated three magical powers, the Shengyang Mansion will tend to be stable. The fourth magical power is particularly difficult to cultivate. It is common to be stuck for a hundred years. The immortal way is called "Chan Zi Xian Threshold".

Si Boxiu himself had been stuck at the Purple Immortal Threshold for nearly a hundred years, and he had broken through to the late Purple Mansion after Chi Wei's death. How could he not know the difficulty?

"This Immortal Threshold is like nothing to him... What kind of opportunity did he get in the East China Sea..."

Si Boxiu's old eyes were heavy, and he replied coldly:

"Bu Zi has really made great progress in his cultivation."

Chi Bu Zi was elegant and proud, raised the sword in his hand, and said with a smile:

"Uncle, you are too kind, let's get rid of these four idiots first."

He cast his eyes on the two pitiful people in front of him, stretched one hand to his waist and abdomen to make a seal, and used the sword in his hand as a talisman sword with the other hand, holding the hilt in his hand, and his magical power flowed:

"Please disperse the Ding Chou water."

The words in his mouth fell into the air, and with the colorful light, they turned into a gray color, rushed out from between his lips and teeth, fell on the hilt, collided with the golden object, and rippled a gray light wave.

"Hmph..."

Ding Chou was weak in number, but his main weapon was clear. The two remaining Lian Min in the air could no longer hide. They suddenly rose up at the same time, emitting colorful light in the air. They were actually two Lian Min who were mainly cultivating the golden body. They were huge and waved their palms at the same time to cover him.

Chi Buzi still had time to turn around and chuckled, and replied:

"Uncle, these Lian Min are all borrowed magical powers from the same mold. After all, they are borrowed..."

He turned lightly, and the green robe spun. He disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the two Lian Min. He smiled and raised his sword, and replied:

"Borrowed things are not yours after all. As long as you see them once, they will be easy to deal with later."

The magic sword in his hand released two clear lights, suppressing the colorful light on the two Lian Min, and said casually:

"Next, you have to pinch the seal."

These words shocked the two pianmins to the extreme. A flash of hesitation flashed across Jinqi's face. The seals formed by seven or eight hands were halfway formed. It was not right to continue to fight or disperse. Chi Buzi turned his sword upside down and said with a smile:

"Waste!"

The green sword in his hand burst out with completely different colors, and thousands of sharp air currents gushed out, rushing to the two pianmins screaming and retreating one after another. The five eyes on the side were shining with golden light, and they quickly abandoned Si Boxiu who deliberately withdrew his hands. Two golden rings slipped out of their hands and immediately hit Chi Buzi.

When Chi Buzi appeared, Nuzi pianmin had the intention to retreat. He was hesitant between giving up and waiting. Seeing that the five eyes were going all out, he immediately made up his mind and held Si Boxiu back.

At this moment, a thunderous sound resounded in the air, echoing endlessly. A blazing red light passed through at high speed, and it disappeared in a flash. When it was in front of him, the voice came late:

"Bald donkey!"

'Hengli Zhenren of Hengzhu Dao...'

Si Boxiu's ears moved, and he immediately recognized the person when he heard the voice. He sighed slightly in his heart, knowing that his plan to test Chi Buzi's strength would definitely not work. He immediately took decisive action, and the talisman in his hand sprayed out countless golden chains, which were locked towards Nuzi Lianmin.

"It's gone..."

Nuzi only heard this voice, and his heart was already half cold. Hengzhu Dao has always been incompatible with Buddhist cultivation, and Hengli Zhenren is a famous enemy of Buddhist cultivation. Seeing him suddenly attack, there were three purple palaces on the field, which frightened him so much that he jumped up on the spot like a rabbit, lost five eyes, and turned around and ran away.

Unexpectedly, the Five Eyes on this side was also frightened to death, cursing in his heart:

"Why is this lunatic here too! I will be seriously injured, but I will lose my life!"

He scanned with his spiritual sense, and as expected, Nuzi turned around and ran away, and even the brothers Shike and Shien had disappeared completely. He made a prompt decision, stepped back half a step, and turned into golden light and rose up.

"Bald donkey!"

This Hengli Zhenren was very fierce, his voice was like a tiger's roar, and he slapped the golden light with one palm, making the Five Eyes stagger, and said coldly:

"【Empty Form】? Come on, come on..."

Several Buddhists fled for their lives, while Chi Buzi returned on the wind. Si Boxiu was still wondering whether to chase Nuzi. Unlike Hengli, who had a blood feud with Buddhists, they had no intention of doing such thankless tasks. They watched the immortal chasing on fire. Chi Buzi landed beside Yuan Xiu and said leisurely:

"Hengli really hates Buddhism!"

Both of them knew that Heng Zhudao had always despised Buddhists. When Murong Xia went south to prove his Dao, he chose to eat a woman from Heng Zhudao's lineage, which caused the three Purple Mansions to go out together and return in defeat, which became a topic of interest... New and old hatreds, no wonder this person hates so much.

Yuan Xiu did not answer him, but said solemnly with a stern face:

"Now you are willing to show up?"

Chi Buzi seemed to have gotten used to his attitude. He took a step later, holding the sword in one hand, and placed the end of the sword flat in the other hand, staring at the pattern on the sword, and said:

"Uncle... I am not here to covet the golden nature..."

He grinned and said softly:

"First of all, since An Huaitian has the golden nature left, it means that Zifu was indeed caught off guard and died suddenly. In addition to the golden nature that everyone wants, who knows what else Are there any ancient spiritual tools in there? Come and take a look. "

"Besides... you also know that there are only two Zifu techniques in the sect, plus the Ning family's "Luchi Dongxuan Sutra", there are only three techniques. The remaining two are really hard to find, so you can only look here. "

The techniques in Anhuaitian are indeed real. Although the Jiang family brought out many rubbings, most of them were originally stored in the cave for the safest purpose. Zifu suddenly died, and many techniques were not taken out. It is really possible that there are techniques from Lushui.

When Yuan Xiu heard what he said, he thought about his implication in his heart, and was shocked. The light of disbelief in his eyes jumped. Muttered:

"Okay... So you cultivated these four techniques yourself!"

"Of course."

Chi Buzi smiled gently and said with a low brow:

"My nephew may not be good at other things, but he is ambitious. Shangyuan Zhenjun cultivated himself and became a Zhenjun. I learned a little bit from him, which is also considered progress."

Yuan Xiu felt complicated and kept silent with his hands behind his back. He thought of his senior brother Yuansu who refused to ask the Chi family for the technique until his death. After a few breaths, he replied:

"You are capable enough to get the Zifu technique..."

Chi Buzi smiled and replied:

"Uncle, what are you talking about..."

As the two were talking and flying north, the dense array patterns in the sky slowly lit up, and three dark gaps appeared. The whole array shook slightly, but there was no one to preside over it, so they could only rely on the instincts in the array to resist.

In the dark gap, dense golden eyes first lit up, and then countless big hands grabbed both sides, and the golden Dharma body squeezed in with all its strength, making a roaring collision sound.

"Boom!"

Master Bu Zi looked carefully and turned back:

"I was wondering why Maha hadn't made a move at this time. It turned out that he was detected by this immortal formation and was outside the formation for more than a quarter of an hour!"

His words were teasing, but the magical power under his feet quickly accelerated. Yuan Xiu also looked up and passed through the cave, stopping in front of a high and round altar-shaped round hall.

Chi Bu Zi stopped immediately and looked up. The white-step green hall was dimly lit and white mist was floating. A bright plaque was hung on the top, with several ancient seals depicted in golden lines.

He admired the scenery in front of him and nodded:

"Uncle, come with me? It seems that An Huaitian's [Wen Dao Palace] is ahead."

Yuan Xiu looked up at the formation. No one had entered it yet. He was not very interested in the practice, but he could study the magic. Although the teachings of the True Lord would not be placed here, it was enough for Zifu to study it. So he nodded:

"Please."

Bu Zi smiled slightly and replied:

"Although I have some understanding of the formation, I can't compare with Uncle Shi's method of breaking the formation with talismans. When Uncle Shi practiced on Wangyue Lake in his early years, this method was famous in Yue State, but I rarely saw it. Now I can finally open my eyes!"

...

The big river.

The big river is turbulent, coming from the west, flowing into the salty lake, dividing the north and the south, and the waves are white and crystal, which is very beautiful.

The monks on the river bank rose and fell, and a bright light came from the south and stopped in the formation on the shore. A young monk appeared, and the bright light under his feet attracted everyone's attention.

Li Ximing had been here for several months and had gradually become familiar with the place. When the monks on both sides saw him coming down, they all stepped aside and said respectfully:

"Meet the Taoist!"

He held a small white disc in his hand, about the size of a palm, engraved with full patterns, and evenly divided into three pieces, each with different patterns.

This thing was the magic weapon he exchanged for the magic pot, called [Guiyang], which was a good defensive magic weapon, and it was also obtained from the hands of the magic cultivator. The Ning family easily exchanged it for him.

[Guiyang] was forged with a spiritual object of the Shaoyang nature, mixed with a small amount of true fire spiritual objects. Obviously, the original owner was also a magic cultivator of the Purple Mansion Golden Pill Dao. Although it was not Mingyang, it was close, and it was a powerful magic weapon.

Li Ximing knew that the magic pot was not as good as this [Return to Yang] after all. The Ning family exchanged it so easily just to repay the favor. He accepted it silently and felt much better.

"Master Ximing!"

The cultivator in front of him called out, his face was shocked and terrified, and he said in a low voice:

"Please go quickly... The demon cultivators from the north are coming down again..."

Li Ximing's expression darkened, and he quickly stepped forward. When he landed in front of the formation and looked up, he saw demon cultivators standing in the layers of demonic energy, with greedy eyes shooting straight at him.

"More and more demon cultivators have gathered here in the past few hours..."

Li Ximing didn't know what happened in Chengshuiling. He had some experience in guarding here for a few months, but since midnight today, the battle between the north and the south was completely different from what he imagined...

"It's a mess... It's really a mess..."

The demon cultivators seemed to have lost some restraints. The whole Xu State was in chaos. Bian Yanshan's orders were also blocked in the north, as if the whole chessboard was smashed to pieces. Both the north and the south felt at a loss.

The demon cultivators had already started a killing spree, but the entire demon cloud was fighting and advancing, giving birth to countless tentacles, sweeping towards the south, and the original feeling of soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals, and chess pieces against chess pieces disappeared completely.

In just one hour, dozens of Qi-cultivating demon cultivators came to Li Ximing's place, and even many foundation-building demons stopped here, which frightened the cultivators in the formation and called him over in a hurry.

"Taoist... In just one hour, several bases of ours on the north bank disappeared without a trace without any news..."

This person reported, and Li Ximing felt more and more uneasy, whispering:

"Does the Ning family have any news?"

"I came to ask once a quarter of an hour ago!"

Li Ximing frowned immediately and sighed for the unrighteousness of the man in front of him. It was only because this formation was not completely under the control of his family, otherwise how could such a person climb to such a position? Coldly said:

"What are you talking about?"

The man seemed to realize his mistake and trembled at his tone. He suppressed his fear of foundation building and said respectfully:

"Master... I came to ask... I asked Master... if I can contact General Xuanfeng..."

"What?!"

Li Ximing was stunned, and a chill rose in his heart. He murmured:

"Didn't Ning Heyuan say that my uncle followed Master Yuan Xiu? Why do you ask me about this? Has he lost contact with Master!"

"I... I don't know!"

The man in front of him thought he was asking him, and he knelt down in fear and kowtowed like crazy. Li Ximing had no intention of paying attention to him. He hurriedly wandered a few steps in the same place, and the more he thought about it, the more terrified he became.

He quickly pulled out the jade talisman from the table, poured his spiritual consciousness into it, and wrote:

"There is a change in the north... Zhou Wei, please quickly flee to the East China Sea..."

He pulled the man on the ground up, stuffed the jade talisman into his arms, and said sternly:

"Hurry and send it to the Qingdu Li family!"

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