Chapter 222 Snowy Image

"Recovering the Tao and walking in the sky, without Ji He Hong... Chi Songzi has mastered this artistic conception."

Bei Mingzi nodded slightly.

The snow is beginning to clear, and Chi Songzi understands the Snow Ji sword. With this artistic conception, he condenses his martial arts will, and it will not be difficult to become a grand master in the future.

But Bei Mingzi's eyes flashed with worry, Chi Songzi understood the artistic conception based on Xue Ji Sword.

If Xue Ji Sword is not there, what will happen to the future?

The artistic conception in the sky was gathered by Chi Songzi, and turned into a transparent snow sword in the air, the shape of which was exactly the same as the sword in his hand.

"Teacher, take action quickly! The bad guy is going to die!"

Xiaomeng exclaimed, seeing the sword of artistic conception slashing down on Bai Jing's head, and shook Bei Mingzi's arm desperately.

Bei Mingzi had no choice but to say: "I can't die. Didn't you see that he still looks calm and calm?"

Hearing this, Xiaomeng quickly looked towards the field.

Bai Jing smiled faintly, and allowed the sword of artistic conception to pass through his body without dodging, and his figure gradually faded.

It turns out that what was left there was just a shadow!

Chisongzi was slightly shocked. He didn't realize when Bai Jing left, but the familiar moves made him recognize Bai Jing's methods.

"This is like light and dust!"

Xiaomeng's eyes widened.

“Being like its light, like its dust, it seems as if it exists... the body turns into dust, disappearing without a trace.

Bai Jing has cultivated this body technique to the extreme. "

Bei Mingzi chuckled.

At this time, Bai Jing's figure slowly emerged in the corner of the martial arts arena.

Chisongzi and the six elders were full of amazement, showing no signs of frustration as their ultimate move failed.

The higher Bai Jingcheng is, the more powerful the Taoist Tianzong will be in the future!

"Come again!"

Chisongzi kept drawing out his sword, and the grandmaster-level power shook the place beyond recognition. The ground was covered with rubble, strong winds were blowing, and the creatures were restless.

It's just that Bai Jing's body skills are so good, none of his moves hit the target, and most of his true energy was wasted.

Cold sweat ran down Chisongzi's forehead. Using the body of a grandmaster to drive the power of a grandmaster was too much.

He still underestimated Bai Jing. Just with Guang Tongchen's movement skills, Bai Jing could wear him to death!

But this is no wonder Chisongzi, if He Guang Tongchen wants to achieve the effect of Bai Jing, he must cultivate to the perfect state.

For hundreds of years, Bei Mingzi was the only one who succeeded in the Taoist Tianzong. It was only after he became the supreme master and had the highest martial arts attainment that he could fully comprehend it.

Who would have thought that Bai Jing could reach this point within just a few years of going up the mountain.

Chisongzi gritted his teeth. If this was the case, he would leave his junior uncle on the mountain!

"boom!"

Chi Songzi held the sword in both hands, and the area covered by Xue Ji's artistic conception was expanded by three points. He wanted to break through all the methods with one force, leaving Bai Jing with nowhere to hide.

‘I have controlled Xue Ji for nearly fifteen years. With this sword in my hand, I will never lose to my junior uncle! ’

Chi Songzi looked firm and believed in the sword in her hand.

"Master Nephew, you're obsessed."

Bai Jing's expression was profound, and he took the initiative to show up, using the third level of rebirth. His body turned pale white, and he possessed the power of a dragon and a tiger.

"Come!"

Bai Jing stretched out his big hand towards Xue Ji, planning to grab the blade with his bare hands!

"Young uncle, you are too underestimated!"

Seeing Bai Jing despising herself so much, Chi Songzi felt a surge of anger in her heart, and poured all her true energy into the sword. The great master's power exploded, and the earth shook.

"Bring it!"

Bai Jing grabbed Xue Ji directly without dodging. The force coming from the sword kept destroying Bai Jing's reverse state, but it was quickly repaired.

"The magic machine is perfected!"

Grab it and refine it instantly!

Something shocking happened.

The Xue Ji sword in Chi Songzi's hand actually seemed to have its own consciousness, voluntarily breaking away from his control, flying into the air, and then floating next to Bai Jing, making bursts of sword sounds, as if cheering for joy.

"Xue Ji, my Xue Ji!"

Chi Songzi's eyes were red, as if he saw the goddess he had been pursuing for so many years kneeling down to lick Huang Mao.

"What kind of method is this!"

"My junior uncle is worthy of being a Taoist disciple!"

"The leader is not unjustly defeated!"

Everyone was amazed at Bai Jing's unpredictable methods, but Bei Mingzi focused on Chi Songzi.

Chisongzi's breath was disordered, his breathing was rapid, there was a faint flash of black energy on his forehead, and the true energy in his body was uncontrollable, and he had a faint tendency to go berserk!

"wake up!"

Bei Mingzi gave a low drink, which was like a Taoist initiation. Chisongzi woke up from a dream and realized something was wrong with him, and he quickly sat cross-legged and adjusted his breathing.

The six elders were surprised. The leader's state just now seemed to be possessed. !

Half an hour passed before Chisongzi slowly opened his eyes, his breath was weak, and he sighed leisurely.

"Thank you, Junior Uncle, for your advice, and thank you, Uncle Beiming, for saving my life."

"You are too obsessed with the shape of the Xue Ji Sword."

Bai Jing also sat down cross-legged and said: "Xue Ji is originally a celestial phenomenon, and those who forged swords at that time only incorporated Xue Ji's artistic conception into it for future generations to understand.

The clearing of the sky after the snow is just like the warmth of spring and the blossoming of flowers. It is the glimmer of life for the snow queen. However, you, nephew of the master, have abandoned the basics and focused on the sword shape itself.

But forget that artistic conception is the foundation.

Today is okay, I took the Xue Ji sword. What would happen if you lost Xue Ji to the human sect in the covenant between heaven and man? "

"...If this is really the case, I am afraid that the foundation of my cultivation will be completely destroyed, and I will die in depression and die of my own obsession."

There was a trace of bitterness at the corner of Chisongzi's mouth.

He originally wanted to hit Bai Jing, but he never wanted to be awakened by Bai Jing.

Daozi is worthy of being Daozi. He cannot be judged by common sense, and they don’t need to make decisions for him.

In the past, there was a child prodigy who was the smartest in the world, but at home, his parents believed that the child prodigy was not as good as themselves.

What is the difference between his behavior and that of the head of the family?

When he thought of this, Chisongzi was even more ashamed.

“It’s good that you can wake up in time. I know you are obsessed with the Snow Sword, but I didn’t expect your obsession to be so deep.

If Bai Jing hadn’t discovered it in time, it might have caused a disaster.”

Beimingzi came to the two of them and shook his head.

“Disciple is ashamed.”

Chisongzi bowed his hands to the two of them and never mentioned the matter of stopping Bai Jing from going down the mountain.

Beimingzi turned his head to look at Bai Jing and said, “I know that he has this obsession because his image of Snow Sword has not been fully developed for a long time and has not condensed into substance.

How did you see it?”

“Lucky, lucky.”

Bai Jing laughed.

He couldn't say that he knew the plot, and Chisongzi would lose to Xiaoyaozi in the next heavenly appointment and die in depression.

"The artistic conception of Xue Ji is not something that can be comprehended by just this sword. You can gain more by observing the heavy snow in the sky and the sudden rise of the sun.

This Xue Ji sword is no longer suitable to stay in your hands, do you understand?"

Beimingzi's words were meaningful.

He didn't want to take away Chisongzi's position as the head of the sect, but he was too obsessed with it, and it was indeed not suitable for him to see this Xue Ji sword again in the short term.

This would do more harm than good to Chisongzi.