Between the girl's fingers and palms, clouds and mist intertwined, changing unpredictably, as if there were endless possibilities, and all the mysterious and illusory principles were exhausted. Moreover, this change was not a fixed pattern, but happened naturally and evolved at will. Even the caster could not fully understand its mystery.

If you only study those hundred or so fixed patterns, it will be nothing more than a dead method.

Once you grasp the core principles, you can create endless changes!

Qi Wuhuo's eyes widened. The failures, hardships, and thoughts during the past "few days" were awakened in this instant, and then a qualitative change occurred. In this instant, he finally found the possibility of combining body, Qi, spirit, technique, method, and many martial arts into one.

【Change】.

Only [easy] is not easy.

There should not be any fixed pattern, but it should exist around "me", naturally, without attachment, as if it is a system that reacts naturally to the world. It should change like floating clouds, changing water flow, or flowing wind, not attached to form.

The girl raised her head slightly, and seriously said, "There is no fixed pattern for so-called magic tricks. One branch is fine, two branches are fine, three branches are fine, or four branches are fine. But if you think that such a 'magic trick' must have the same number of 'branches', the same starting point, the same moves, and the same changes, then you are a complete fool."

"I haven't learned this trick at all."

"It's just a wooden man who follows a script."

The girl was very proud and said, "Wuhuo, I thought about it for several days before I came up with this idea."

The girl Yunqin stretched out a finger and shook it, saying, "On the surface, it's Yunxia's trick."

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

"Actually, it's not." "Actually, it's not..."

"The clouds are just a disguise." "The sword formation is just an appearance."

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

"If you only see the clouds, you are totally wrong!" "If you only focus on sword moves and sword formations, that is a fallacy."

"The real core..." "The real rhyme of Tao..."

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

“It’s a change!”

The smug girl froze for a moment, then looked at the Taoist youth over there, blinked her eyes, and blurted out: "Huh, huh, huh? I spent several days in the quiet room to come up with this idea, Wuhuo, 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 move called [Absolute]..."

Yunqin demonstrated it again.

The young Taoist closed his eyes slightly, and suddenly understood. The magic trick, which seemed to him to be a sword formation, seemed to the girl to be clouds. It was because their foundations were different. Although the foundations were different, the Taoist rhyme they guided was unique. The so-called formation was just a performance, just like water flow, which could be water, ice, or air. If someone followed the book and only learned the fixed form of the sword formation.

Instead, it falls into the inferior category.

So that's it. So that's it.

Just like a stone dropped into water, the ripples will eventually calm down, just like the wind blowing through the bamboo, the bamboo forest will sway slightly but it will not stay like this forever, everything has its own rules, changing with the changes in the outside world, my magical powers should also be like this, the young Taoist was happy to hear the Tao, a smile appeared on his face, he couldn't help but clap his hands and laugh, saying: "Yun Qin, you are really my lucky star!"

The girl blinked.

Then he supported his waist with both hands, raised his head slightly, and said proudly:

"Of course!"

"Hehe, little Wuhuo, just wait for me, the Xuanwu Yunqin Fairy, to protect you!"

The young man couldn't help laughing, then he cupped his hands and said jokingly, "Then I'll be waiting for that day."

Yunqin was very proud. Although she was a girl, she pretended to be an adult and waved her hands "elegantly".

The young man couldn't help but laugh out loud.

The two chatted for a while. Yun Qin saw that Qi Wuhuo was on the verge of enlightenment, so she took the initiative to end the chat. Then, holding the Beidi Mirror that was lost and found again, she asked curiously: "Did Wuhuo realize something new? Strange..." She opened her five fingers slightly, and clouds and mist weaved and flowed, as if they had turned into a small world that could trap people in, cutting off their way out, making them lost and confused, unable to get out.

"This is obviously just a little trick..."

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

Yun Qin propped her chin with one hand and asked doubtfully, "Is this a sword technique?"

"Is it because my swordsmanship is not good enough?"

It was rare for the girl to be interested in swordsmanship. Although she knew swordsmanship in the past, it was only because she was curious when she was young. So she practiced sword techniques, but she was not proficient. So today she thought about it, got up and went to the Niu Su Palace to find her parents, and said to the Weaver Girl, "Mother, mother."

"Um?"

"I want to learn swordsmanship."

The Goddess of Weaving was so startled that the cup in her hand fell over.

This was the first time Yunqin became interested in these skills.

…

Qi Wuhuo ended his connection with Yun Qin and entered into the integration of his own magical powers. The part that had troubled him and puzzled him before was now easy to handle and naturally solved. He realized that the last link was touched. Qi Wuhuo understood that the rigid and dead pattern was only inferior, and using it flexibly was not enough. He needed to be guided by changes and take himself as the core.

I feel happy when I hear the truth, and I also feel the joy of growth.

He worked day and night, and integrated all his supernatural powers into a system in one go.

Then, he gathered his strength and challenged the Taoist Qingyu again.

The Holy Mother of Taiyuan sat under the tree and looked at the young man. Although he looked a little tired, his eyes were peaceful and calm, and he already had a calm demeanor. Taoist Qingyu said calmly, "Come."

"Senior, I'm sorry."

The young Taoist put his fingers together and swept them, and the Blood River Sword came out of its sheath, turning into a sword light that pointed directly at the Qingyu Taoist.

And this person picked up the long stick and attacked as well, with thunder roaring. Holy Mother Taiyuan saw that the young man no longer had the fierceness he had at the beginning, nor was he at a loss when he suddenly realized the way of breaking the whole into pieces and losing again and again. Instead, he began to have some ease and control of his demeanor, with thunder running and sword energy as cold as frost. Maybe he had some technique of transformation, or some mysterious formation.

It is neither fast nor slow, neither fierce nor overbearing, nor is it extremely skillful.

Just express yourself freely.

He has many magical powers, and has achieved the feeling of being at ease with them. What he seeks is no longer as noisy and grand as before, but as calm and unhurried as the wind blowing through a sparse forest, just right. However, when he occasionally draws the sword, it is filled with the aura of the Robbery Sword, and although there are traces of the Robbery Sword, it is not the fixed pattern of the Robbery Sword.

It is leisurely and flows freely, like a strong wind sweeping across the sky or still water running deep.

However, its profoundness and subtlety give rise to domineering and murderous intent.

This way of competing and fighting style is no longer the normal style of the Three Pure Ones disciples. There is a subtle sense of being neither fast nor slow, neither quick nor slow. Although there is no thunderous killing move, there is no flaw at all. They move slowly step by step, but there is a dignified, overwhelming and powerful momentum growing.

This is exactly the characteristic of Yuqing Sect members.

No matter how many supernatural powers you have or how many wonderful methods you have, I will break them myself. This is the kingly way, with integrity!

Press forward.

The so-called domineering!

The moves of the two men became more and more fierce, but Qi Wuhuo suddenly realized that even at this moment, he was still unable to defeat the Taoist Qingyu in front of him. He was just able to counter Taoist Qingyu's moves without being defeated quickly. However, this only meant that his foundation had finally reached the level recognized by Taoist Qingyu. Not to mention defeating him, he couldn't even force out a single move of his magical power.

But Holy Mother Taiyuan had already seen the change in his eyes.

This foundation...

This kind of means.

Although the moves are different, when Senior Brother Tianpeng and the teacher disassembled it back then, it was only one level higher than this.

The "foundation" mentioned by this teacher is actually almost as good as that of the senior brother?

He has become a master of his own way. What on earth did he encounter that allowed him to combine everything he has learned into one? !

In just over ten years...

No, just over a day.

It is possible to have such a transformation.

If the teacher had not increased the difficulty, he would have almost completed the down-the-mountain trial of the Twelve Saint True Levels!

Qi Wuhuo's body movements changed, and he appeared beside Taoist Qingyu. The sword energy around him was like frost. He subconsciously raised his hand and changed it slightly, almost instinctively using the so-called little magic trick that the Great Dao Lord had passed on to Yunqin, the Taoist rhyme called [Trap]. In an instant, the sword energy piled up densely, as if it was going to turn into a world.

If this trick is used, it will definitely force Taoist Qingyu to use his magical powers at this time.

However, the young Taoist priest only moved his fingers slightly, and ultimately did not use the sword formation.

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

Taoist Qingyu pointed his finger at his forehead, then moved away and said calmly, "Why didn't you use the sword formation just now?"

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

Taoist Qingyu said: "Why not? Don't you want to win?"

"Because, that doesn't count as winning, it's just cheating."

"If you use it, you lose."

The young Taoist said: "In all things, seek their true nature."

"The purpose of the senior blocking my way is to test my foundation, and for me, it is to sharpen myself. The sword formation is not my magical power. If I win with the sword formation, it is just relying on external forces, just taking shortcuts. My body has walked out of this door and down this mountain, but my own path and I will be left behind forever."

"Please ask me for help."

"Seek truth and truth."

"Tao, do not deceive yourself, I do not deceive myself, that kind of descent is not what I want."

The young Taoist picked up the sword, his expression calm and clear, and said: "I want to use my own magical powers and methods."

"Defeat you."

"Go down the mountain with dignity."

"Discard external things, and only follow the Tao."

The expression of Holy Mother Taiyuan was moved.

Taoist Qingyu suddenly laughed out loud. For someone as introverted and restrained as him, this was no different from laughing out loud. He stood with his hands behind his back, and with a swipe of his sleeves, he knocked the young man to the ground. Then he said slowly, "How arrogant..."

"He Qi."

"Like me!"

The young Taoist said, “All those who seek the Tao are like this.”

So Taoist Qingyu finally laughed out loud.

There was already admiration in his eyes.

Qi Wuhuo continued to practice for several days, honing himself. The so-called sudden enlightenment was just an illusion, and the real breakthrough required an incomparable solid foundation, honing oneself day after day, thinking hard, and staying up day and night. There was joy in hearing the truth. Unknowingly, several days had passed, and every day was a battle, reflection, and thinking.

Taoist Qingyu is like a peak that can never be crossed, but he is also like a jade disk that reflects Qi Wuhuo's shortcomings.

After another day of fighting, Holy Mother Taiyuan could no longer sit there, so she stood up and watched the battle.

The magical powers of both sides were disassembled and their moves changed. If she hadn't looked at the young man's appearance, she would almost feel as if she had returned to the distant past and saw the fight between the teacher and the eldest brother when the eldest brother first came down the mountain. It was just that this basic confrontation reached a certain level, and both sides had a majestic momentum, and this confrontation finally burst out to a higher level.

Taoist Qingyu held a branch in his hand and stabbed it forward casually, as if he had reached the purest realm of swordsmanship, as domineering as the Heaven-Flipping Seal, but it was just an ordinary move, not a magical power. The young Taoist raised his sword to block, and with a step, he had already moved to the direction of the Eight Diagrams. With a slight movement of his wrist, the sword body was pulled, and he actually swallowed this move completely!

The original ancestral qi!

However, Taoist Qingyu's Qi was extremely overbearing, and the young Taoist's physique could hardly bear it. In an instant, there seemed to be a mark of the Eight Trigrams under his feet. Previously, when Qi Wuhuo and Taoist Qingyu had competed with each other, the places where their footsteps had stepped had become the formation of the Eight Trigrams. In an instant, his five fingers clenched together, and the Eight Trigrams Furnace reappeared, surging and accommodating Taoist Qingyu's Qi.

It surged and rolled, then roared away.

The boy looked calm.

Yang Fire Qian uses nine.

Shake it four times.

Yin Fu Kun uses six.

Shake it four times.

With one hand, he started to chant the Dao spell to collect, refine and seal the energy. His sleeves fluttered as he went with the flow. In an instant, he used the Supreme Dharma as a defensive technique, swallowed the energy, and refined it. With the five fingers of his left hand slightly open, he used his backhand to cast the Heaven-Flipping Seal. Because it was refined with the Bagua furnace, the power of this seal swallowed up Qingyu's strength and was several times greater than before.

With a loud bang, the branch in Taoist Qingyu's hand swept across and broke the Fantian Seal.

The young Taoist priest appeared in front of him.

His eyes were calm, as if his mind was above his own fighting spirit.

Raise your left hand slightly and point your right hand forward with your fingers together.

Thunder magic sword technique is performed.

Taoist Qingyu's innate Qi changed, and he absorbed his supernatural powers. In an instant, wind and thunder arose, the air waves were surging, and swords and knives rang out. Another long red dragon raised its head and chanted, roaring and whistling, circling here, its scales intertwined, and lightning and fire burst out. It slowly exerted its power and turned into Yuan Qi and dispersed. The Yuan Qi turned into swordsmanship, and the sharp sword energy soared into the sky.

At this time, the young Taoist put his finger on the throat of the Taoist Qingyu, and the Taoist Qingyu turned his palm slightly and pressed it on the young Taoist's forehead. The pupils of the Holy Mother Taiyuan shrank violently. Taoist Qingyu looked at the young Taoist calmly, "What kind of magical powers did you use just now?"

The young Taoist replied: "Can the gestures of a person be considered as magical powers?"

Then there was a hint of smile in Taoist Qingyu's eyes.

He withdrew his hand, walked to the side, cleared the way ahead, and said in a calm voice:

"The sword is faster than the seal."

"You can go down the mountain now."