MTL - I Am Immortal-Chapter 232 Fight and win!

  Chapter 232 Victory!

Between the girl's palms, clouds and clouds are intertwined, changing unpredictablely, as if there are endless possibilities, and all the mysteries and illusions are exhausted, and this change is not a fixed change, but a natural one, evolving according to one's heart, Even the caster can't be extremely mysterious.

  If you only study the hundred and ten fixed forms, it is just a way to die.

   Once you have mastered the core principles, you can change endlessly!

Qi Wuhuo's eyes widened. The failures, tempering, and thinking in these "few days" were awakened in this instant, and then a qualitative change occurred. In this instant, he finally found the ability to control the body, energy, and spirit. , art, law, and many martial arts are combined into one possibility.

【Change】.

   Only [easy] is not easy.

There shouldn’t be any formula, but it should exist around [I], a system that is natural and unattached, as if the world would respond naturally. It should be such a change, as if clouds and mist are drifting, as if water flow is changing, It seems that the wind is not attached to the shape.

The girl raised her head slightly, and solemnly recited what the black-clothed man said, "There is no set formula for the so-called tricks, one branch is fine, two branches are fine, three or four are fine, but if you feel like this If the 'trick' really needs to have a few 'twigs', even the number, hands, moves, and changes are the same, then it is a peerless idiot."

   "Didn't learn this 'trick' at all."

   "It's just the kind of wooden people who follow the script."

  The girl was triumphant, and said: "Wuhuo, I thought about it for several days before I thought of it."

  The young girl Yunqin shook her finger and said, "On the surface, it's Yunxia's trick."

  The young Taoist murmured subconsciously: "On the surface, it is a sword formation."

   "Actually not." "Actually not..."

   "Yunxia is just a disguise." "The sword array is just an appearance."

   "It is a tool used to carry the trick." "It is a genre used to carry the rhyme."

   "If you only see Yunxia, ​​then it is a mistake!" "If you only obsessed with sword moves and sword formations, it is a fallacy."

   "The real core..." "The real Dao rhyme..."

  The young man and the girl spoke at almost the same time:

   "It's change!"

The smug girl's expression froze for a moment, then she looked at the young Taoist over there, blinked her eyes, and blurted out: "Hey? I just figured this out after staying in the quiet room for several days. Don't worry about it. you…"

   "Did that uncle teach you too?"

  The young Taoist shook his head and said, "No..."

  The girl blinked her eyes, and said, "There is another trick, called [Extreme]..."

   Yunqin demonstrated again.

The young Taoist closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly understood that the trick, he looked like a sword array, and the girl looked like Yunxia, ​​it was because they had different foundations, and the foundations were different, and the dao rhyme guided was unique, and the so-called The formation is just a manifestation, just like water flow, it can be water, ice, or air. If anyone follows the scriptures, they only learn the formula of the sword formation.

   Instead, it falls into the inferior.

   So it is, so it is.

Just like a stone falling into water, the water will eventually calm down with ripples, just like the wind blowing bamboo, the slight movement of the bamboo forest will not last forever, all things have their own laws, and change with the changes of the outside world, my supernatural powers should be like this, the young Taoist heard the Tao Zexi, a smile appeared on his face, he couldn't help clapping his hands and laughing when he got emotional, and said: "Yunqin, you are really my lucky star!"

  The girl blinked.

   Then put his hands on his back, raised his head slightly, and said triumphantly:

   "That's natural!"

   "Hmph, little Wuhuo, just wait for me, Fairy Xuanwu Yunqin, to cover you!"

  The boy couldn't help laughing out loud, then cupped his hands and joked: "Then Xiaodao will just wait for that day."

  Yunqin was triumphant, clearly a girl, but pretended to be an adult and waved her hands 'elegantly'.

  The teenager couldn't help laughing out loud.

The two chatted for a few words, Yunqin saw that Qi Wuhuo was on the verge of enlightenment, and ended the chat on her own initiative, then held the lost and recovered Northern Emperor Mirror, and asked curiously: "Did Wuhuo realize something again? Strange... "Her five fingers are slightly open, and the clouds are weaving and flowing, as if it has turned into a small world, which can be trapped in, with no way out, lost, lost, and unable to come out again.

   "This is obviously a trick..."

   "Why does Wuhuo say this is a sword formation?"

  Yunqin propped her chin with one hand, wondering: "Is this a sword technique?"

   "Is it because my sword skills are not enough?"

It is rare for a girl to become interested in swordsmanship and the like. Although she knew swordsmanship in the past, she only practiced swordsmanship because she was curious when she was young. She knew it, but she was not proficient in it. So today she thought about it, got up and went to Niusu In the palace, I found my parents, and said to the Weaver Girl: "Mother, mother."

"Um?"

   "I want to learn swordsmanship."

  Jun Vega was startled, and the cups in her hands were knocked over.

   This is the first time Yunqin has become interested in these skills.

  ………

Qi Wuhuo ended the connection with Yunqin, and entered into the integration of self-supernatural powers. The part that was difficult and puzzling before is now easy to untie, comprehend, this last link After being touched, Qi Wuhuo realized that the rigid formula is only inferior, and flexible use is not enough. It needs to be guided by changes and centered on me.

  While hearing the Tao, you will be happy, and you will also have the joy of growing up.

  Forget about eating and sleeping, sleepless and restless, all in one go, integrating all the supernatural powers of the self into one system.

   Then, he recharged his batteries and challenged that Taoist Qingyu again.

  The Holy Mother of Taiyuan sat under the tree, looking at the young man, although his expression was a little tired, but his eyes were peaceful and serene, and he already had a three-point calm demeanor. Taoist Qingyu said lightly: "Come."

   "Senior, I offended you."

  The young Taoist swept his fingers together, and the Blood River sword was unsheathed, turned into a sword light and pointed directly at Taoist Qingyu.

But this body raised the long stick and also shot, the thunder was loud, and the Holy Mother of Taiyuan saw that the young man was no longer as fierce as before, nor was he at a loss when he suddenly realized the way of breaking it into pieces and damaging it again. , but began to have a little swaying demeanor, thunder running, sword aura like frost, or there is a technique of transformation, or a mysterious formation.

   It’s not fast, it’s not slow, it’s not aggressive, it’s not clever.

   only sway freely.

Many supernatural powers already feel like they are at your fingertips. What you seek is not as loud and magnificent as before, but it is like the wind passing through a sparse forest, calm and unhurried, just right, but occasionally the sword is full of the charm of robbery. The trace of the sword, but not the formula for robbery.

   Take it easy, flow freely, like a long wind sweeping through the sky, and still water flowing deep.

  However, its profound and subtle aspects give birth to domineering thunder and murderous intent.

This way of fighting, the fighting style, is no longer the normal style of the Sanqing disciples, there is a faint one, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, although there is no thunderous ultimate move, but there is no flaw in the slightest, walking slowly , but there is an upright and majestic momentum that is crushed and majestic.

  This is exactly the characteristic of Yuqingmen people.

  Let you have all kinds of supernatural powers and infinite magical methods, and I will destroy myself, and I will be upright and upright, and I will be king!

   Pressed away.

  The so-called overbearing!

The moves of the two became more and more fierce, but Qi Wuhuo suddenly realized that even at this moment, he hadn't been able to beat the Taoist Qingyu in front of him, but he was able to fight against the Taoist Qingyu without losing quickly, but this was just It means that his foundation has finally reached the level recognized by Taoist Qingyu, needless to say he is better than him, and he can't force even one and a half moves.

  But the Virgin of Taiyuan has already seen the change in her eyes.

   This foundation...

   Such means.

  Although the moves are different, when the big brother and the teacher dismantled the canopy back then, it was just one level higher than this.

  The 'foundation' in the teacher's mouth is actually as close as that of the senior brother?

  A self-contained journey, here, what exactly did he encounter that allowed him to integrate what he had learned into one? !

  In just over ten years...

   No, just over a day.

   To be able to have such a transformation.

  If the teacher didn't increase the difficulty, he has almost completed the downhill trial of the twelve holy levels!

Qi Wuhuo changed his posture and appeared beside Daoist Qingyu, surrounded by sword energy like frost. He subconsciously raised his hand and changed slightly, almost instinctively using the so-called little trick passed on to Yunqin by the Taoist Lord. The Taoist rhyme named "Crash", in an instant, the sword energy piled up, as if it was about to turn into a world.

  If this move is used, Taoist Qingyu at this time can definitely be forced to use his supernatural powers.

  But the young Taoist moved his fingers slightly, but he never used the sword array after all.

   After several moves, he was defeated, but this time, although he was defeated, he was not injured.

  Taoist Qingyu pointed his finger between his eyebrows, then moved away, and said lightly, "Why didn't you use the sword array just now?"

  The young Taoist replied: "I don't want to use it."

   Qing Yu said humanely: "Why not? Don't you want to win?"

   "Because, that's not considered a win, it's just a trick."

   "If you use it, you lose."

  The young man said humanely: "Everything should be true."

"Senior blocked the way for the purpose of testing the basics of the school, but for me, it was to sharpen myself, and the sword formation is not my supernatural power. If I win with that sword formation, it is actually just relying on external force, just opportunistic. My body walked out I have passed through this gate and descended from this mountain, but my way and I will remain forever."

   "Cultivate the Tao and ask me."

   "Seek truth."

   "Dao, don't deceive yourself, I don't deceive me, what I want is not the kind of downhill."

  The young Taoist raised his sword, his expression was calm and clear, and he said: "I want to use my own supernatural powers and methods."

   "Beat you."

   "Go down the mountain dignifiedly."

   "Abandoning foreign things, only me and the way."

   Our Lady of Taiyuan looked moved.

Daoist Qingyu suddenly laughed out loud. For his restrained character, it was no different from laughing out loud. He stood with his hands behind his back, swept his sleeves, and beat the young man to the ground. Just then said slowly: "How arrogant..."

   "How."

   "Like me!"

  The young Taoist said: "This is the case for all seekers."

  So Taoist Qingyu finally burst out laughing.

  In the eyes, there is appreciation.

Qi Wuhuofu practiced for a few more days to sharpen himself. The so-called epiphany is just an illusion, but the real breakthrough requires an unparalleled solid foundation. It is self-sharpening day after day, painstaking thinking, and day and night. Hearing the Tao without sleep has its own joy, and before I know it, it will last for several days, and every day is fighting, reflecting, and thinking.

  Taoist Qingyu is like a peak that can never be crossed, but it is also like a piece of jade, reflecting Qi Wuhuo's shortcomings.

   Another day of battle, the Virgin of Taiyuan could no longer sit there and stood up to watch the battle.

The dismantling of the supernatural powers of the two sides, the changes in moves, if you don't look at the boy's appearance, it almost makes her feel that whether she has gone back to the distant years and saw the fight between the teacher and the big brother when the big brother came down the mountain for the first time, it is just this kind of foundation. The confrontation has reached a certain level, both sides have great momentum, and this confrontation has finally exploded to a higher level.

Daoist Qingyu held a branch in his hand and stabbed it in front of him at will, as if he had reached the purest state of swordsmanship. He was as domineering as the Heaven-shattering seal, but it was just an ordinary move, not a supernatural power. The young Taoist raised the sword With a horizontal block, a foot step, already in the direction of the gossip, a slight movement of the wrist, and a pull of the sword, unexpectedly swallowed all this move!

   Yuan ancestor Qi!

It's just that Taoist Qingyu's qi is extremely domineering, and the young Taoist's physique is also unbearable. In an instant, there seems to be a mark of gossip under his feet. Before Qi Wuhuo and Taoist Qingyu fought for the front, the place where his steps stepped has become a formation of gossip Dharma, in an instant, the five fingers are clasped together, and the eight trigrams furnace reappears, surging and surging, containing the qi of Taoist Qingyu.

   Tumbling and rolling, crashing away.

  The boy looked flat.

  Yang fire dry use nine.

   Take four strokes.

  Yin Fukun uses six.

   Take four strokes.

One-handed Dao Jue, sealed for mining and refining, sleeves fluttering, following the trend, in an instant, using the Taishang Dharma Gate as a defensive technique, swallowing its energy, carrying it and refining it, the five fingers of the left hand are slightly opened, and the backhand is turning the sky. It has been smashed down, and because it is refined in a gossip furnace, the power of this seal swallows the power of Qingyu, which is several times stronger than in the past.

  Slammed down the branch in Taoist Qingyu's hand and swept across, breaking the sky-shattering seal.

  The young Taoist has already paced and appeared in front of him.

  The eyes are peaceful, as if the mind is above one's own fighting spirit.

  Raise your left hand slightly, and stab forward with your right hand.

  Leifa swordsmanship and cast.

Daoist Qingyu was born with a change of qi, swallowed supernatural powers, and in an instant, wind and thunder rose together, air waves roared, swords and swords blared, and another long red dragon raised its head and groaned, roaring and whistling, hovering here, scales and armor intertwined, and burst out. The thunder fire was cast slowly, turned into yuan qi and dispersed, and the yuan qi turned into swordsmanship again, and the sharpness of the sword energy soared into the sky.

At this time, the young Taoist put his fingers against the Qingyu Taoist's throat, and the Qingyu Taoist turned his palm slightly, and pressed it on the young Taoist's forehead. The young Taoist priest with the same aura said, "What kind of supernatural powers are those used just now?"

  The young Taoist replied: "Is a person's gestures considered supernatural powers?"

  So Taoist Qingyu had a smile in his eyes.

  Withdrawing his hand, he paced to one side, getting out of the way ahead, with a calm voice:

   "A sword is faster than a seal."

   "You, you can go down the mountain now."

  (end of this chapter)