Faced with the sword energy of Da Dao Jun, Qi Wuhuo was unable to respond.

But sometimes, the silence without a response is already an answer.

If not, Qi Wuhuo would naturally say that he was not here; and if he was here but did not ask for help, then there was only one possibility.

The black-clothed Daoist Master said calmly to himself: "Being controlled by others?"

Take half a step forward.

The tip of the sword in his hand was almost touching Qi Wuhuo's brow, and was about to stab him to death. Due to the sword light shining from it, all things lost their false images and their true nature, and only the fundamental way remained. In the void, the flowing light of all things suddenly appeared, and all things in the world lit up. Many colors became extremely conspicuous and obvious, reflecting the emptiness of all things.

Qi Wuhuo's pupils contracted, as if it was an illusion. He almost saw silk threads appear in the void in an instant.

Countless silk threads crisscross between all living things, as if they are the connection between them. The light is as bright as the moon, crystal clear, vast and illusory, rising from the earth into the sky, and falling from the tiny birds into the vast giant whale. So all things seem to be locked in these countless silk threads.

The threads were bright, all things lost their weight, but not even a single thread appeared around Lord Dao.

All things are vast, only reflecting the remoteness of this body.

Qi Wuhuo's body was wrapped in golden threads, densely packed like golden snakes, trying to devour the boy. Qi Wuhuo subconsciously asked, "What are these?!"

Da Daojun's voice was flat: "What is it?"

“This is the Dhamma.”

“This is the technique.”

“This is the principle.”

“This is the Tao.”

All things changed, trying to wrap around the wrist of the Lord of Dao, trying to pull him into the Great Dao of all things. The silk thread silently disintegrated, and the sleeves shook violently. The side of the sword lit up, reflecting the light of the Great Dao and falling on Qi Wuhuo's brows. The figure of the Lord of Dao suddenly seemed to become incomparably huge, and all things only wrapped around him, but were just footnotes to this body.

"It's complicated and tedious, and it's useless to understand it. It's better to--"

Da Daojun's voice was flat:

"Cut them off one by one!"

The long sword turned slightly, and the sword light was cold.

Chop down!

Then the sky lost its color, the earth lost its shape, all things lost their form and soul, and returned to silence.

Before this sword, all things were in accordance with the laws and were in good order; after this sword, heaven and earth were turned upside down and all things were in chaos!

Back to the big hole!

As the sword light fell, Qi Wuhuo suddenly felt his body loosen. The principles of all things and laws that were wrapped around his body collapsed and disappeared like flowing wind in an instant. With this body and this sword, he killed all things and warded off all evil. The previous scene that seemed to have directly penetrated the reality and illusion and directly saw the great way of all things disappeared. Qi Wuhuo's eyes were still filled with the quiet night in the mountains.

The tip of the sword was against Qi Wuhuo's brow, but then it suddenly stopped.

The torn sword energy and flowing wind changed along the side of the young Taoist, causing his Taoist robe to sway slightly, and tore a huge and glaring gully on the ground. The Taoist frowned and slowly retracted the sword in his hand. When he retracted the sword, the flowing light on the sword body dissipated, and it was still just an ordinary and simple sword.

It seemed as if it could not bear the tremendous power that had just been bestowed upon it. As it retracted its sword, it collapsed inch by inch and was annihilated like dust.

It turned to ashes and no longer existed.

The sword that was just wielded seemed to be able to cut through the law above and kill the gods below in an instant.

It was just a thought of the Great Heavenly Venerable Shangqing Lingbao, and it was tempered at will.

The Great Celestial Lord of Shangqing Lingbao does not need any magic weapon at all.

Shangqing Daojun looked at Qi Wuhuo and said, "It's interesting... The unity of spirit and soul is close to the Tao. This method is like reincarnation. It is almost intended to directly lock him in as your next life. So it is natural for his [next life] to revive in your [previous life]. Even if I chop him with a sword, I will only kill you and him together."

"Humph, such means, such a mentality, so that's how it is..."

The Lord of the Black seemed to finally understand everything.

Qi Wuhuo breathed a sigh of relief.

The Black-robed Great Daoist Master was extremely certain and said:

"Have you met Fuxi?"

Young Taoist: “…”

The Black-robed Daoist Lord said, "Humph, such means, calmness and mentality are definitely something that a guy like Fuxi can do. When he was at his peak, he was at the ultimate realm. It is natural that he could hide it from me and the old man Taishang. Humph, it is indeed him, it is indeed him."

"He really didn't die cleanly back then."

"Hmm? What do you want to say?"

"Don't worry. The magical power that is wrapped around you has been shattered by me. At least for now, there is no way to restrain you..."

"Is it Fuxi?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head.

The Black-robed Avenue Master: “…”

Then he said calmly: "Ahem, I said, he has already turned to ashes, dead without leaving any traces, how could it be him, ahem, it shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, if it's not him, then there is only that one left..."

The black-clothed Daoist Lord raised his eyes slightly: "Is Taiyi not dead?"

He was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and grasped a sword.

The sword, which was already extremely powerful, began to show ripples. When these ripples spread out, the sword was already filled with pure and incomparable sword energy. He handed the sword to Qi Wuhuo and said, "Hold this sword as if I were with you. The enemy will not be willing to get close to you, and you will be safe for the time being."

"Stay here."

He swept his sleeves.

The moonlight turned into sword light, and then formed a circle around Qi Wuhuo.

This whole circle of sword energy is grim and has been tempered into weapons, isolating the principles of all things and laws, and can keep Qi from being confused and unharmed.

Then the Great Dao Lord disappeared.

Qi Wuhuo held the sword, thinking about the brilliance of the sword wielded by the Great Daoist Lord just now, and was distracted for a moment. The way of sword energy, Qi can be transformed into three in one, and the sword can destroy everything. Subconsciously, he felt joyful as if he had seen the truth, and wanted to imitate a little, but the distance was really far, and he didn't know where to start learning. He only felt that the closer he got to the truth, the farther he felt.

After a while, Lord Dadao came back.

But this time, the one who came back was also the old man with white hair and beard, and of course, the green ox was not seen.

After Qi Wuhuo told everything, the old man stroked his beard, his expression slightly solemn, and said: "So that's how it is, no wonder... It's [Taiyi]? Wuhuo, give your hand here." He stretched out his hand, pressed it on the wrist of the young Taoist, stroked his beard and concentrated. After a moment, he felt that there was a seemingly weak, but actually extremely strong power in the young Taoist's soul.

Let’s not talk about its quantity for now.

Just mentioning its pure vastness, it is actually comparable to myself.

So he sighed: "This level of Qi is indeed Taiyi."

“But it doesn’t matter. At the moment, he only has a remnant of power. Taiyi’s individual body has been destroyed, but Taiyi’s essence still remains in the world. The reason why he came to Wuhuo is, on the one hand, because you, Wuhuo, have come into contact with Taiyi’s seal, and on the other hand, it is probably because of your power and Tao…”

The old man was pointing to the great wish of [calming down the heaven, earth, humans, gods and ghosts, all in one].

“If you walk this path, you will naturally attract the attention of those walking ahead.”

"Even though Taiyi's Dao is different from your Dao, there are some similarities and connections between them. In addition..."

In addition, Qi Wuhuo obtained some of the true teachings of the Three Pure Ones.

Shangqing Daojun said impatiently, "Okay, Daoist friend, there is no need to say more. This kid has been targeted. I have tried it just now. If I really use my sword, Taiyi can be eliminated temporarily, but this kid's soul may not be able to withstand my sword energy and will be reduced to ashes on the spot. Whatever method you have, just use it."

The old man stroked his beard and thought, his expression still solemn, and said: "This matter concerns the soul."

“The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it; it cannot be untied by external forces.”

"However, Taiyi Dao is very powerful. Although we cannot separate Taiyi Dao from Wuhuo's body, we can temporarily reduce the part that is too strong..."

This means that if Qi Wuhuo and Taiyi were two pieces of paper, now the two pieces of paper are almost completely merged.

However, Taiyi is too powerful. His existence is enough to cover Qi Wuhuo, and there are still large areas outside. Taishang and Dadaojun cannot separate the parts that are beginning to merge, or they cannot separate them while keeping Qi Wuhuo safe. However, it is not a problem to do something with the part that exceeds Qi Wuhuo.

The old man smiled and said, "Wuhuo, stretch out your hand."

Qi Wuhuo stretched out his right hand as the old man said. The old man smiled and stretched out his finger, writing a word on the palm of the young Taoist. The word suddenly emitted a golden light, and after a long time, it gradually retracted the light and returned to calm. Its true appearance could not be seen by the naked eye.

The old man just patted the back of his hand and said gently, "Okay."

"In this way, even if we cannot expel him, at least we can keep you safe for a certain period of time."

"Of course, life is a matter of one's own efforts. As for the rest, I believe that you can definitely overcome it..."

Qi Wuhuo clenched his palm and hummed.

The Daoist Master knocked on the stone table impatiently with his sword and asked, "Is it done? Is it done?"

"It's just writing a word, it's a waste of time."

"Brat, come here quickly!"

The old man smiled helplessly and said, "Go ahead."

Qi Wuhuo then went to the Lord of the Dao. The Lord of the Dao sat beside the stone table, with a long sleeve on his right hand, casually holding a sword. He looked Qi Wuhuo up and down and said, "Did Taiyi attack you in your soul?"

Qi Wuhuo nodded.

"That's right..."

Lord Dao thought for a moment and asked, "How did he make his move?"

"Can you show it to me?"

Qi Wuhuo thought about it, recalling the battle in his dream. Taiyi's moves were simple yet violent. They were simple, fierce, and powerful, yet they were naturally harmonious. He couldn't remember the specific moves for a moment. Da Daojun asked, "Is it a magical power or a martial art?"

Qi Wuhuo said: "It's both."

The Great Dao Lord asked: "With the sword or with the palm?"

The young Taoist replied, "Use your fingers to perform the ritual."

The Great Dao Lord seemed to be thinking about something, and then suddenly made a move, holding a sword in his right hand and putting his left hand together like a sword. At the same time, he brushed across Qi Wuhuo's brow, throat, and heart, and then turned his palm into a palm and pressed down gently, saying, "Is this the method?"

Qi Wuhuo shook his head.

The Great Dao Lord used another magical power again, restrained the use of Qi, and only showed the trajectory outside, and said: "Is that so?"

“No.”

After changing seven or eight magical powers in a row, he suddenly turned his hand and turned it into fingers. The finger technique was powerful, seemingly slow, but also seemed extremely fast. It slowly pressed down towards Qi Wuhuo's brow. All things and methods were suppressed. The young Taoist's pupils contracted. The Taoist Master stopped and said, "It seems that this is the trick."

"Taiyi's judgment of you is really accurate. This move is not a great move. The only difficult and powerful thing is Taiyi's own momentum and Qi. Hey, he really underestimated me!"

Somehow, the corners of Daojun's mouth curled up slightly, and a bright light emanated from his eyes.

Then it fell on Qi Wuhuo.

The young Taoist's body stiffened slightly. The Great Dao Lord placed his palm on Qi Wuhuo's shoulder and said, "Taiyi underestimates you so much. Boy, your chance of survival lies here. I..." The Great Dao Lord seemed quite happy. He mentioned a certain name, glanced at the old man over there, paused, and said, "I will now teach you how to break his moves."

Qi Wuhuo was stunned.

The Great Dao Lord stood up casually, tied up the hem of his robe, raised his hand to take a branch as a sword, and flicked his wrist casually, and an extremely sharp aura appeared, saying: "The third sword of robbery is just the basics. Ordinary people talk about sword moves and sword formations, but they are only of the lower grade. If you can transform into the infinite, with the sword of robbery as one, you can break all the laws."

The old man stroked his beard and explained with a smile: "The Taoist Qingyu follows the principle of using one principle to derive all things, and all changes remain the same."

The Great Dao Lord didn't care, and said: "He is using his power to suppress others, but you should concentrate your mind. When his power is at its greatest, use the sword to split the light into shadows, and continuously chop at the weakest part of his energy. Then use a point to break the surface, take advantage of his momentum and reverse it. With the harmony of Tai Chi, which contains the principles of all things, you can take advantage of the momentum to wrap up the aftermath of his moves and break it with one sword!"

The Black-Clothed Daoist Master created a sword technique on the spot.

Then he personally used Taiyi's moves to attack Qi Wuhuo, until Qi Wuhuo truly mastered this sword technique evolved from the Jie Sword Three as the core, and then he casually threw the branch in his hand away, and it fell to the ground, took root and sprouted, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a big tree with lush branches and leaves. Fruits grew under the green leaves, and Da Daojun casually picked one to quench his thirst.

Then he shook his hand and threw one to Qi Wuhuo, saying: "Boy, just sit here and meditate and sleep, and see how you can fight with Taiyi this time." Although he acted as if he didn't care, his eyes were slightly drooping, and there were ripples of worry in his eyes. It was obvious that the two words Taiyi awakened some of his memories.

Qi Wuhuo also had the same idea, so he sat cross-legged in the circle drawn by Da Daojun.

With his eyes closed, Daojun swept his sleeves, and the sword energy that had previously protected Qi Wuhuo dissipated. Taiyi's Dao wrapped around him again like a vine, and the young Taoist fell asleep within three breaths. The old man's expression was faintly solemn, and Daojun's right hand had already fallen on the hilt of the sword.

"If the kid doesn't live up to his expectations, we'll have to call that guy down as well."

"Daoyou, are you talking about Yuqing?"

"Humph, who else but him?"

Da Daojun replied rather angrily, with a sharp look in his eyes: "Please don't let me down..."

"The Great Mysterious."

Qi Wuhuo opened his eyes.

What he saw before him was the courtyard again, with the Moon hanging high above. In front of him was the extremely powerful supreme god Taiyi. Taiyi was about to take action, and that kind of incomparable oppression once again suppressed Qi Wuhuo. The young Taoist seized the opportunity, raised his left hand, and a word appeared in the palm of his hand, which suddenly emitted a brilliant light.

Qi Wuhuo closed his eyes, and when he opened them, he found a huge barrier appeared in front of him.

Isolate Taiyi, who is as oppressive as the heaven and earth.

Taiyi didn't seem to intend to stop there.

Because Qi Wuhuo is also one of all things.

Although Tai Shang was isolated from all contact with the outside world, Qi Wuhuo was still there. The young Taoist saw ripples on his body, and a "self" with eyes as bright as the golden sun and an ancient and sacred temperament appeared in front of him. He immediately raised his hand to attack.

It’s still the same trick!

It was still that finger, vast and majestic, as if it came from the sky, suppressing all things!

Qi Wuhuo was suppressed, his five fingers clenched together, and his eyes contracted violently.

That finger seemed to be extremely slow, but that was an illusion caused by its overly majestic and powerful force. In fact, it was extremely fast, and could be called the fastest move Qi Wuhuo had ever seen. The young Taoist's eyes were clear, and in just a split second he used the sword technique that Da Dao Jun used specifically to restrain this magical power.

The sword flashed for a moment, and the incomparably sacred aura dissipated. The finger failed to touch Qi Wuhuo's brow, but fell on his chest.

Blow up a bloody hole.

Blood flowed from the corner of the young Taoist's mouth, and he felt a tearing pain, but there was a ferocity in his eyes.

The sword in the palm broke the move at the same time.

When you are injured.

Pierced Taiyi's heart!

Exchange injury for death!

Cut off a glimmer of hope!

This sword is called——

【cut】!!!