Chapter 199 If I take out the Dragon Slaying Sword, what will my fellow Taoist do?

"Alas, it's a pity that my Yinlong Temple doesn't have many people, otherwise..." With a sigh, Yi Chen slowly closed the window, with a look of regret in his eyes.

The room was instantly plunged into darkness.

Three days passed in a flash.

Over the past three days, Yi Chen has been studying the changes in his body after the breakthrough every day, and has gained a lot. His grasp of the subtle and delicate details has become more and more delicate.

"Junior brother, you must teach the disciples to practice well, especially Qingfeng and Mingyue."

"Brother, I will go to Flame Pillar Peak once more and will be back soon."

Yi Chen spoke to Qing Yunzi, his tone calm, not as murderous as the first time he went to Yanzhu Peak.

Ever since his true power broke through the twelfth level, Yi Chen was no longer as anxious as before.

Strength is a man's courage.

According to his estimation, his current strength is already superior to Feng Linsu's. Even if he faces an ordinary ninth-level True Person Realm cultivator, he will have to defeat him to know for sure.

Only he himself knows how powerful the Wanhua Zhenyi is in boosting his true skills.

The true meaning of this technique is so consistent with his true skills.

As expected, this was the scripture that the Five-Equal Immortal God practiced before. It was indeed extremely powerful and difficult to deal with, which greatly improved his purity.

Unless someone is much stronger than Yi Chen, if someone fights with him, combined with his strange ability to devour and his supernatural power to reduce damage, Yi Chen can drag someone to death.

This is the value of being very tanky while still having high damage. If he still has a shortcoming, it is speed.

"Brother, I understand." Qing Yunzi squinted his eyes and bowed his head. Beside him were two delicate and graceful little Taoist boys, Qingfeng and Mingyue.

Yesterday, with the help of Yueyin Dan, Yi Chen’s two foolish junior brothers finally awakened their spirituality and were able to practice.

"Brother, please come back soon." Mingyue raised her little pink fist to show her encouragement.

"Brother, I can practice cultivation now. Don't underestimate me. I am already nine years old. I will definitely surpass you in the future." Qingfeng put his hands on his waist and looked very proud, which made Yi Chen laugh.

As expected of Qingfeng, he is so brave.

Of course, if he wasn't brave enough, he wouldn't dare to jump into the Dragon Pond... After waving his hand, Yi Chen flew into the air, turned into a stream of white light, and flew towards the Yanzhu Peak of the Zoroastrian ruins.

You can enjoy the blue sky, white clouds and bright sun on green mountains along the way.

More than an hour later, Yi Chen had landed at the foot of Yanzhu Peak.

At this time, there were already quite a few people gathered at the foot of Yanzhu Peak. Most of these people were busybodies, spies from other forces, and practitioners who came here because of its reputation.

It was outrageous enough that a powerful person who was at the top of the Dragon and Tiger List and killed Ba Dao appeared in such a small Fengyun County.

Now he has returned to destroy the Zoroastrianism and killed the Great Elder of the Nether Fire Sect, Lie Yanzi. Today he even made an appointment with the Nether Fire Sect's Leader Yin Tianyin at Yanzhu Peak. His intention of provocation is self-evident.

As soon as Yi Chen appeared, the crowd exclaimed.

By now his fame had spread far and wide, and even in many places beyond the Dai Viet River North Road his deeds were being sung.

Many people have been discussing who is stronger between him and Zhang Daoyi, the number one figure of the younger generation in Taoism.

"Master Yi, the leader has arrived as promised and has been waiting for a long time. I wonder if you dare to go up the mountain?" An old man in a red robe with a white beard came to Yi Chen and said coldly.

Judging from his aura, he seemed to be at the third level of the True Person Realm. Yi Chen guessed that he should be an elder of the Fire Hall of the Nether Fire Sect, because his eyes were filled with hatred, as if he wanted to eat Yi Chen alive.

But Yi Chen liked the look on his face where he hated him madly but couldn't do anything about him.

"Yichengzi, this old man is..."

"Get out! I'm not interested in your name!" Yi Chen's eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he glanced at the old man in red robe like an eagle, shocking the man so much that he staggered in front of everyone.

As if pushing aside a piece of garbage, Yi Chen didn't even glance at the man and strode onto the mist-shrouded Yanzhu Peak.

The abnormal fog on Yanzhu Peak at this time was obviously caused by the formation.

Although the Nether Fire Sect came as promised, they obviously also gave Yi Chen a question.

We are here, do you dare to come? If Yi Chen had thought about it before, now that his merits have increased, he would naturally not be afraid.

The reason why the eagle dares to stand on the branch that grows on the edge of the cliff is not because of the hardness of the branch, but because of the hardness of its own wings.

With a flash of his figure, Yi Chen's figure disappeared into the clouds.

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations from the practitioners who were watching from afar at the foot of the mountain.

"My God, I thought the rumors were exaggerated and untrue, but now I'm afraid that this Taoist Master Yi's cultivation is even higher than I imagined."

"The man he just glared away was actually the sixth elder of the Netherfire Sect, Lie Wuxia. He was the younger brother of Lie Yanzi, who died at the hands of Taoist Yi."

"How hateful! The Nether Fire Cult actually set up a formation to prevent us from watching this meeting."

Yi Chen naturally had no idea what was happening outside.

The clouds separated the inside and the outside, and were sticky and cold.

As soon as he entered the formation, he felt like he was being watched.

A faint sense of threat lingered in his heart.

"Interesting, this old sect is really quite powerful. It can actually pose a threat to me now. It's really interesting."

A sneer appeared on Yi Chen's face, but he was secretly on guard in his heart.

However, contrary to his expectations, nothing unexpected happened on the way to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, under a big tree, an old man with a sage-like appearance and wearing a white robe was sitting in meditation with a chessboard placed in front of him. It was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother, you are truly a skilled and courageous person. Please take a seat and have a plate of wine." The old man opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming like lightning.

Yi Chen looked up and down at the old man in front of him.

This man had a long white beard and a graceful and elegant figure. If he exchanged clothes with him, Yi Chen would feel that he was the leader of the Netherfire Sect and the man in front of him was the Taoist priest.

It's outrageous.

He originally thought that the style of the Netherfire Sect Leader should be a gloomy old man, but he did not expect that he would be so marketable.

The old man's aura was as deep as the ocean. No one knew what kind of secret technique he practiced. For a moment, Yi Chen couldn't tell the depth of his aura.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand and pulled the chessboard directly in front of him.

Yi Chen lifted his Taoist robe, sat down on the ground, and waved his hand: "You can play chess, come over here."

The old man sneered, a hint of unknown regret flashed in his eyes, and he came to Yi Chen with a smile.

"Master, should I make the first move or should I make the first move?"

"I shall take the lead!" Yi Chen took the lead and played black first.

Negotiation is about momentum. Since the other party doesn't speak first, he will just play along.

You should know that he had also dabbled in Go in his previous life, and his chess skills were comparable to two eagles, that is, two war eagles.

The two of them moved back and forth without much thought, and kept making moves.

In the middle game, Yi Chen thought for thirty seconds and then decisively made the eagle move.

The old man smiled knowingly, and the white chess piece placed again, and Yi Chen's dragon was actually in danger.

The white chess pieces continued to advance and captured cities and territories. Without knowing when, Yi Chen's black chess pieces were surrounded by the white chess pieces.

"Master, you lost. You still need to hone your chess skills."

"Young people are still full of energy. They fall into the encirclement with just a little temptation."

"Okay, let's talk about it. Why did the Taoist priest kill the great elder of our sect?" The old man smiled majestically, like a famous scholar.

Yi Chen thought for dozens of seconds again, sighed, and stood up.

The Dragon-Slaying Sword was clearly in his hand.

"I didn't lose."

"Your chess skills are certainly strong, but if I take out the Dragon Slaying Sword, how will you make your move?"

The True Yang Spirit and the Dragon-Tiger Form were revealed, and a four-meter-tall silver-white Taoist with cold eyes was looking down at the old man.

The violent momentum rose into the sky.

Yi Chen would naturally not lose. As long as he could kill the person playing chess, wouldn’t he win?

"Master uncle, come out."

As soon as the old man in white robe finished speaking, a series of coughing sounds were heard.

An old man wearing a dark black robe and looking like a consumptive patient walked out from the trunk of a big tree in front.

The continuous coughing sound seemed to be coughing out his intestines, heart and lungs, and he looked like he was about to die. However, when this person appeared, Yi Chen's pupils instantly shrank.

The aura of this black-robed consumptive ghost is surprisingly similar to that of Feng Linsu. He is a genuine master at the eighth level of the True Person Realm.

At that moment, Yi Chen understood the source of the vague sense of threat and surveillance when he entered the mountain.

"Master Yi, you are going to give me an explanation for killing the great elder of my sect." The old man in white robe chuckled, looking like he had a wise attitude.

"My damn young mother, the Pure Yang Holy Seal opens the sky!"

The Nether Fire Cult is so sinister that they even have an old coffin stuffing lying in ambush.

With Yi Chen as the center, a red mist with a diameter of 20 meters suddenly rose up, and the Dao domain opened!

This chapter is not complete enough to be cut off at 199 words, so I cut it off. I will post the remaining parts together tomorrow.

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By the way, I want to diss instant noodles. Master Kong is really unpalatable and not as good as Uni-President.

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