Chapter 638 Fighting
"My Taoist sect is open to all rivers. It is broad in its tolerance and has the mission to educate all spirits. So what if Yuan Xi has the blood of a foreign race? In the past, our human race rose up in the world as a foreign race."
Wu Yi spoke of the responsibility of the Taoist sect to educate all spirits, which An Yirong had just recited not long ago. This kind of thing is important, but it's too hard to wipe your butt when you don't need it.
It doesn't matter. Now that Wu Yi adheres to this article, Xuan Zhenzi cannot directly object, otherwise it will be disrespectful to Taoist ancestors.
The Taoist ancestors of the Sanqing Dynasty passed down all the Taoist methods, and later generations established sects. The incense Taoism continues endlessly. The more people practice Taoist methods, the more merits the Taoist ancestors have. Even the Shangqing, who doesn't think much of the demon clan, has never banned the demon clan from practicing Taoism.
This is why saints dominate the world without fighting. No matter how ignorant Xuan Zhenzi is, he cannot make such an obvious mistake.
Although he could not compete with Wu Yi on a macro level, Xuan Zhenzi could not give up just yet. Yuan Xi's existence in the world was a day of humiliation for him and could not be tolerated.
"Do you want to cultivate the next Dan Mingzi?" Xuan Zhenzi said sinisterly, deliberately setting a trap for Wu Yi.
Wu Yi smiled slightly and said: "I don't have this ability." Wu Yi's words, to the ears of outsiders, meant that he was giving up.
Xuan Zhenzi showed an expression that was telling you, but Yuan Xi inevitably showed a disappointed expression. He knew that at this moment, only the person with a quiet temperament in front of him could save his life, and this person knew it was difficult and could not save his life. If he retreats, what will be his fate? Will his cultivation be abolished, kicked out of the sect, or directly executed.
At this moment, Yuan Xi no longer expects to be able to stay in Yiqimen. There are few disciples of Yiqimen who are not aware of the Danming Rebellion.
The human race's wariness against aliens also exists objectively. Although I don't know how many generations ago the demon bloodline in my body is, it exists objectively and cannot be erased. Once it breaks out, I will definitely not be able to stay in the sect. middle.
The other disciples looked at me. Except for a few who looked at me with regret, the rest looked like they were filled with hatred. Do you dare to stay here even with the sect's permission?
And this is also the reason why Yuan Xi never told others after he became aware of his bloodline. No one would have thought that the change would happen at the least expected time. Everything was too sudden.
"However," Wu Yi suddenly spoke, immediately attracting the attention of the audience, and Xuan Zhenzi had some bad premonitions in his heart.
"Although Pindao doesn't have the ability to teach this boy to become Dan Mingzi, he can still do what he can to follow the Taoist ancestor's wishes and teach all spirits."
There was an uproar. Anyone who heard what Wu Yi meant would know what it meant as long as they were not mentally retarded.
"Hey!" Xuan Zhenzi sneered, "So, Wuyi Zhenren is planning to accept this evildoer as his disciple." The eyes of everyone looking at Wu Yi also changed, becoming puzzled and even suspicious.
The situation changed too fast, suddenly rising from the bottom of the valley to the top of the clouds. Yuan Xi's eyes were filled with tears for a while, his excitement was beyond words, and he knocked hard at Wu Yi.
However, if he knew that Wu Yi actually had a chance to avoid all this today, would he still be grateful to Wu Yi?
Wu Yi looked at all the looks indifferently and responded calmly: "Yes."
Public discussion became louder.
"Most of this monster's abilities were taught to him by my disciples. Now I want to take them back. I wonder if Master Wuyi will agree?"
Although Xuan Zhenzi asked, he obviously didn't give Wu Yi a chance to answer. He thought of himself and made his move first. He had been beside Yuan Xi before, and now he moved with lightning speed, kicking towards Yuan Xi. Yuan Xi's Dantian Qi sea was released.
If this kick is really effective, then even if Yuan Xi survives half of his life, it will be difficult for him to practice again in the future. Repairing Dantian, which is the core of Taoist priests, requires precious materials and elixirs. , more than an astronomical number.
Xuan Zhenzi's vicious heart is clearly evident.
However, Wu Yi expected Xu to be so cautious and never let down his guard. He shot a stream of chaotic energy with a snap of his fingers. The chaotic energy was as fast as lightning. In the blink of an eye, it was about to hit Xuan Zhenzi's feet. If Xuan Zhenzi persisted, Yuan Xi can still be crippled, but his own legs may also be crippled.
In the flash of lightning, Xuan Zhenzi made a decision that almost all ascetics would make, and gave up his original behavior. But Xuan Zhenzi was not willing to give up, stretched out his right palm and slapped Yuan Xi.
Wu Yi, using his escape technique, slipped between Yuan Xi and Xuan Zhenzi early on, and faced off with Xuan Zhenzi's palm.
The Gangsha swallowed up his power, and the two Yuanying masters fought fiercely, affecting a pond of fish. The majestic high platform collapsed, and all the disciples were in a mess, their clothes were messy, and they were in a mess. In comparison, Yuan Xi was behind Wu Yi, Wu Yi allocated a lot of strength to him and remained unscathed.
This result is actually the result of the restraint of Wu Yi and Xuan Zhenzi. Otherwise, if all the Gangsha were used, the entire Tiancheng would be shaken.
Xuan Zhenzi's stern look showed. Since the two sides had already fought each other and their faces were broken, he didn't care so much, "Wu Yi, do you really want to go against me?"
Wu Yi had no intention of fighting against Xuan Zhenzi, but when things have progressed to this point, he has to do this, and he can only do it once, "I fight against those who violate Taoism!"
"Hmph, it's useless to talk too much. You and I will meet in Jitian." Xuan Zhenzi drove Gang Sha and went straight to Jitian. He said this, and there was a burst of echoes.
"You can't get what you asked for." Wu Yi was the same and rushed to the sky.
The two big guys actually fought like children, and the disciples below looked at each other in bewilderment, but they all raised their heads consciously to watch this rare duel. They usually don’t have this opportunity, so they need to seize it well.
Yuan Xi was the same, but he was different from others. He was a little worried about Wu Yi. After all, he heard that this real person had only become an infant in recent years, and although Xuan Zhenzi was also a newcomer, he had accumulated decades of experience. The outcome of this fight directly determined his fate.
Jitian is just a general concept, referring to the air area that is not interfered with by the gods of the earth.
The gods use the maintenance of the incense of the believers as the source of their divine power, so they naturally have the responsibility to protect the believers. When high-level cultivators take action, the mountains collapse and the earth cracks, and all living things are exterminated, which is naturally unacceptable to the gods of Shinto.
The place where Yiqimen was established is the main peak of the Yulong Mountains, where the spiritual veins intersect and the spiritual energy is overwhelming. Therefore, the Jitian range here is much more spiritual.
On the one hand, cultivators can call upon more spiritual power, and the power of their magic spells is even more astonishing, but on the other hand, the pressure on cultivators is also greater, and every move requires more energy.