Chapter 562 Invite the national teacher to preach, return to Yinlu, and attack the three corpses!

"No matter what, at least now in the foreseeable future, Lingxia Realm has completely fallen into the control of Wu Yichengzi."

Yi Chen felt the enormous power that he could now command, and he had a vague guess in his heart. After all, the Human Emperor was an existence who had once set foot on the Star Road and had innate wisdom. As the Lord of War who inherited the Human Emperor's legacy and received his teachings, he was naturally not unfamiliar with the Dao Fruit realm. According to what the Lord of War had said before, because the Dao Fruit he condensed was extraordinary, his combat power far exceeded that of his peers. When he lost his mind and forcibly killed the two domain lords who attacked the Netherworld, the Lord of War had privately said that his attack had reached the power of an orthodox Dao Fruit third-level cultivator.

"The Lord of Arms said that the Dao Fruit realm has one level after another, and every three levels will usher in a leap in strength. It can be roughly divided into the first three levels, the middle three levels, and the last three levels. The fourth level is incomparable to the third level in strength. Unless the Dao Fruits are extremely restrained, it is a dream to defeat the strong with the weak."

“As for those who have reached the later stages of the Dao Fruit Realm, what they are competing for is more about their understanding of the Dao. Unless there is a crushing trend in the battle between them, the confrontation between them will often be protracted before the winner is determined.”

"It is said that the battles between high-level Dao Fruit realm cultivators use a world or even a star field as a chessboard, with countless creatures as chess pieces. This is the most dangerous and the fastest way to increase merit."

"But such a domain is not something I should be considering right now. After completely suppressing the will of Lingxia Realm, my magnetic field is spinning a million times faster than a turbine, and its power is nine times stronger than before. With this increase, I should have reached a combat power comparable to the fourth level of the Pseudo-Dao Fruit Realm in the main field of Lingxia Realm."

Thinking of this, Yi Chen felt a little relieved.

As a martial arts master, he did not follow the traditional 'spiritual' path of practice, so he could only use this method to calculate his current realm.

It’s just that the Lord of Arms’ description of the Dao Fruit realm is a little vague. The first three levels of the Dao Fruit realm are fine, but as it goes on, the Lord of Arms’ description becomes more uncertain, especially when it comes to the battles of high-level Dao Fruit cultivators.

Yi Chen didn’t think that his cheap elder brother was trying to trick him, after all, they were all in the same boat now, but it was because the Lord of Arms himself was also confused.

"Damn it, a fight between powerful men like Asuna who can overlook the heavens, can't be a battle similar to the Investiture of the Gods."

"It's just that what's cut in the Conferred God List is luck. The big guys are still the big guys. If a Dao Fruit Realm expert loses a fight, what's cut is the Dao Mark on his own Dao Fruit, which is equivalent to denying himself. The winner, on the other hand, is equivalent to gaining an experience pack and can use the failure of others to improve his merits."

After thinking for a long time and unable to figure out the reason, Yi Chen could only bury his many speculations in his heart and turn his gaze to Yuan Jun who was still in a daze opposite him.

Yuanjun's appearance at this moment is somewhat different from before.

For example, Yuanjun's long pink hair has now turned into a golden color. The only thing missing is the straight hair pointing to the sky, still as stubborn as before. Obviously, Yuanjun's cultivation has improved after obtaining the inspiration from heaven and earth, which has created such a strange phenomenon.

As for Yuanjun's mind, it is still as great as before.

"How about scaring Yuan Jun and collecting some interest?"

Suddenly, a malicious thought arose in Yi Chen's mind, and soon became uncontrollable.

With a thought, Yi Chen took a step forward, and appeared on Yuanjun's back as if teleporting. The water wave barrier surrounding him was slowly torn apart, and a big hand suddenly patted Yuanjun on the shoulder from it. The powerful voice of the Great Qin State Master suddenly resounded behind Yuanjun, which frightened Yuanjun so much that he instantly launched into action... "Hey, Yuanjun, what are you thinking about?"

Yuanjun looked back as he recovered from his shock, and saw a tall and strong Taoist priest looking at him teasingly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Little Wolf, you are going to die!"

Yuanjun knew that she was being teased, and two bright red flames instantly rose in her eyes. Perhaps she knew that she could not do anything to Yi Chen, or perhaps she wanted to weigh her own weight, so she actually took out the Gu Diao Evil Sword.

"Little Wolf, look at Yuan Jun's sword of victory!"

After Yuanjun's sacrifice and refinement, the current Gu Diao Evil Sword is no longer what it used to be. Except for the pattern of the True Spirit Gu Diao which is still there, the sword body, sword spine, and sword handle are all different from before.

The hilt of the sword is emerald green, but the blade is white with a hint of red, like a ripe white peach.

As the voice sounded, Yuanjun's golden hair suddenly fluttered, his figure suddenly retreated into the air, his momentum instantly rose sharply, and the Gu Diao Sword, no, now it is Yuanjun's sword of victory, suddenly rose with a thousand feet of red light.

Illusory peach blossom petals lingered and floated all over the sword body, like a dream, with an ultimate destructive aura in the ultimate beauty.

"We will win! We will win!"

Yuanjun roared with his fangs bared, raised a ten-thousand-meter-long lightsaber in both hands, pierced the sky, shattered the flowing clouds, and slashed towards Yi Chen on the head.

At this moment, Lang Qianhua and Ying Si were both looking at the red sword light that was shooting straight into the sky in the distance in shock, and the woman in the peach blossom mask with her golden hair fluttering in the wind, who was like a goddess drawing a sword and slashing people in the air.

Bang! "Asshole, stupid little wolf, why didn't you hide? If Yuan Jun hadn't stopped in time, you would have knocked off the wolf's head!"

Seeing that Yi Chen did not dodge or evade, Yuan Jun, who had hurriedly retracted his strength, rushed over in a rage.

"Thank you, Yuan Jun, for showing mercy!"

"This sword is too powerful. I have no way to avoid it. I can only bear it head-on."

After receiving Yuanjun's telepathic message, Yi Chen immediately bowed gracefully with one hand and said with a smile.

Oh, childish!

He is not as mature and steady as Yichengzi at all.

But it doesn't matter. If Yuanjun hadn't covered up for him and mediated, he didn't know how many people would have targeted him. Compared with such kindness, this little fact is really not worth mentioning now.

"Very good, little wolf, you did a great job this time! That's it!"

"This time, Yuan Jun will forgive you."

The voice of telepathy rises again.

Standing beside Yi Chen, Yuanjun put away her sword of victory, looking as if she was really awesome. She put one hand on her waist and used the other hand to pretend to pat Yi Chen's shoulder.

At this moment, high in the sky, Ying Si and Lang Qianhua were coming together.

"National Master, you...you really succeeded?" Ying Si said with joy.

"It was luck, luck that I succeeded." Yi Chen glanced at the ambitious Yuan Jun and responded in a low-key manner. Looking at the shocked eyes of Ying Si and Lang Qianhua, the smile on the face of the Qin State Master soon became awkward.

He only saw Ying Si and Lang Qianhua bowed and said in unison:

"I beg the Imperial Master to preach to us!"

"Little Wolf, just tell me, Yuanjun wants to hear it."

"Although Yuanjun only used 10% of his strength in the previous sword attack, you were able to block it with your head. Yuanjun is still willing to listen to your talk."

A face with a peach blossom mask couldn't help but come over and echo.

"Ah...ah? You really want to hear it?"

The Qin State Master, who had just successfully suppressed Tianyi, was speechless for a moment.

How could he explain this? "Well, I will tell you about the Yuanci Dao Fruit!"

Thinking that the final right of interpretation was in his hands, the Great Qin State Master's chest straightened up again, and the four of them walked into the largest palace on the Falling Dragon Mountain together.

An hour later, Yuanjun, Lang Qianhua and Ying Si could no longer hold on and filed out.

No one knew what they heard in there. In short, Qingfeng and Mingyue saw the three people go in with great expectations, and come out with confused looks on their faces.

They didn't understand, but they felt it was powerful! Three days later.

The moon is above the willow trees.

Two silhouettes climbed onto the windowsill in the Imperial Palace.

A graceful woman gently placed a bowl of soup on Ying Si's table and asked with some concern, "Your Majesty, are you still thinking about the great principles that the Imperial Master talked about that day?"

"What kind of road is this Yuanci Dao Fruit?"

Yue Ji walked slowly behind Ying Si, gathered her light magic power at her fingertips, and began to slowly massage the area around Ying Si's temple.

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

"Eh, I don't understand, but I always feel it's very mysterious. The magnetic field that the national teacher talked about is something I have never heard of before.

Every time I thought I had gained a glimpse of the way, I discovered more fallacies, so that I felt that this so-called Yuan magnetic theory was simply bullshit, a castle in the air built with a bunch of imaginary things. "

"But if this is a false path, the more I delve into it, the more I feel myself becoming restless and irritable. Even my unshakable state of mind has shown a sign of retreat. It's really scary." Ying Si said with a pale face.

"The national master is extremely talented. He has opened up another path in the universe. Only such a great talent can make such rapid progress. There are three thousand great ways, and countless side paths. Every supreme master is a sincere person. Your Majesty, why do you have to worry about the national master's Yuanci Dao?"

"I think your Majesty was provoked by the Imperial Master and was blinded by a single leaf. Everyone has his or her own strengths. Some have photographic memories but are physically weak, some are clever but cannot carry anything, and some are extremely strong but cannot even thread a needle. Only by following the path that you are good at can you achieve greater success."

"Your Majesty, I think you should take a rest for a while. Drink the soothing soup I made with ninety-nine and eighty-one kinds of natural treasures first, and then seal this Yuanci Notebook and leave it to the right person. A decline in your state of mind is the biggest warning sign. Your Majesty must not go astray and fall into the wrong path."

Yue Ji picked up the bone white porcelain cup, opened the lid, and gently scooped a spoonful of soup into Ying Si's mouth.

"Tsukihime, you, you!"

"You really woke me up. I never thought that with my level of cultivation, I still don't understand as much as you, Yue Ji." Ying Si sighed, pushed away the spoon that Yue Ji handed to his mouth, and poured the spoonful of spiritual soup back into the porcelain cup.

"What does your majesty mean?" Yue Ji looked at Ying Si with a puzzled look, but saw her husband looking at her with ill intentions.

Ying Si picked up the porcelain cup and drank it all in one gulp. Then he laughed and picked up Yue Ji's legs and walked into the study.

"What do you mean? Yue Ji, take off your armor!"

Suddenly, the embroidered shoes on the graceful woman's feet fell off, revealing her jade-like toes.

The toes were painted with red nail polish, as red as blood, and particularly dazzling under the sunlight.

Same moment, under different skies.

Zhuilong Mountain, outside Chunyang Taoist Palace.

The immortal palace of immortality and the Taoist family whose life span is as long as the sky!

The setting sun melted into gold, shining on the plaque outside the Chunyang Taoist Palace, reflecting bursts of golden light.

At this moment, the Great Qin State Master Yi Chengzi was sitting opposite his fellow apprentice.

During these three days, he first searched the five realms, but unfortunately he did not find many deep red dots, so he simply gave up this plan and instead feasted and had fun with friends such as Ying Si and Yuan Jun during the day, and practiced skills with Zhen Ruan, Lin Luo and others at night, indulging in sensual pleasures.

During this period, he had planned to go to Qingping Mountain, but he was stopped by Yue Qingping's flying sword letter before he could even see the nun. The letter said that the nun was in seclusion at the critical moment of breakthrough, and Qingping Mountain was closed to outsiders. Out of respect, Yi Chen did not think of anything else and gave up.

During these three days, Shen Hui brought his fellow apprentice to visit him, drank a glass of wine and then said goodbye and left. As for his dining partner Qian Yuru, she had not returned yet and should still be in the underworld.

However, Yi Chen also asked someone to send a letter of safety to her parents, Lingshui Zhenjun.

"Brother, how long have you been back? Are you going on a long journey again? Brother, you are invincible now, why bother doing this? Why not stay for a while and rest?" Qingyunzi has now become a handsome Taoist in his prime, if you ignore his disdainful eyes.

"My foolish junior brother, you don't understand the value of being invincible in the world and having enemies coming from the sky!"

"Your senior brother has offended two of the seven great giants who look down upon the heavens, especially Asuna, who gave him a bad slap like a pig. He can't run away!"

"If you don't find a way to make up the final 1.5 billion Crimson Points difference and wash this stamp, your senior brother will have to sleep with one eye open at night."

Facing Qing Yunzi's expectant eyes, Yi Chen sighed in his heart, but he was complaining wildly in his mind.

Damn it, didn't Yi Chengzi want to? Didn't he want to try to see if the Dragon Dance could give birth to magical powers? Didn't he like to eat and drink well and relax occasionally? Of course, as the eldest brother, Yi Chen couldn't speak directly to Qing Yunzi about his inner thoughts.

Firstly, my junior brother’s cultivation is not enough, and he can’t get involved in such a vortex at all.

Secondly, such an answer is obviously not positive enough! Facing Qing Yunzi's hopeful eyes, Yi Chen's eyes turned cold, and his eyes suddenly became strong and powerful, and he immediately gave a ruthless rejection!

"Junior brother, how can you be lazy on the road of cultivation!"

"Practicing is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. Even if you walk slower than others, you will regress. In this world of great strife, if an enemy comes from the sky, how can you resist it? How can you resist it?"

"For the sake of the human race and the Five Realms, it doesn't matter if I suffer a little more, as long as I can buy you some more time."

"You must remember that the world is yours in the end. Hidden Dragon Temple still depends on you, Junior Brother!"

After leaving Qing Yunzi with a resolute and majestic back, the eldest senior brother of Yinlong Temple left the room just like he did five years ago.

All strange deeds and evil powers are the root of disasters in the world. He, Yichengzi, is going out to uphold justice again.

His figure flashed and he came to an uninhabited place, where a strange red house suddenly appeared! Yin Lu, his Yichengzi came again!

(End of this chapter)