The wooden thorn that was once invincible was now pinched between Ning Qi's two fingers.
The wooden thorns turned back into yellow leaves, swaying slightly at Ning Qi's fingertips.
This scene was projected unreservedly onto the sky above the Haoran Realm, and a glimmer of light suddenly appeared in everyone's originally dead eyes.
They have not yet recovered from their dead silence, but they cannot suppress their curiosity to explore.
What is going on?
Why was the wooden thorn caught so easily by Ning Qi and turned into a dead leaf again?
Inside the cave space.
The dragon-faced monk was slightly startled.
The will of the Haoran Realm and the Saint Ancestor's clone, which were nailed by the wooden thorns, also showed puzzled expressions.
Ning Qi retracted his fingers, and the dead leaves on his fingertips disappeared instantly.
Seeing this, the dragon-faced monk asked uncertainly, "Do you have the Jianmu seedling?"
Before, he had seen Ning Qi break into the Mountain and Sea Realm and use the Jianmu seedlings to patch up the holes in the Mountain and Sea Realm.
At that time, Shanzu only launched an attack on Ning Qi and did not target him with all his strength.
He thought that Ning Qi could only hold on for a little while longer, and sooner or later he would not be able to withstand the consumption of the Jianmu seedlings, and Mount Buzhou would continue to devour the mountain and sea world.
But later on, the entire mountain and sea world disappeared, and no one knew where the Jianmu seedlings had gone.
Originally, the Jianmu seedling was brought into the Mountain and Sea Realm by the Mountain Ancestor after he obtained the inheritance of Mount Buzhou. He then suppressed the will of the Mountain and Sea Realm, and the Mountain Ancestor also left a wisp of his soul to reside in the Jianmu seedling.
The Jianmu seedling has always been in the possession of the Mountain Ancestor, but the Mountain Ancestor cannot sense its existence now.
So, when he saw him shoot the wooden spikes condensed from the dead leaves of Jianmu at Ning Qi, and Ning Qi easily caught it, the dragon-faced monk asked this question.
Ning Qi's expression remained unchanged as he asked, "What is a Jianmu seedling?"
The dragon-faced monk felt choked. Ning Qi refused to admit it!
However, he only suspected Ning Qi and could not confirm it.
He was more inclined to believe his previous guess, that there was a person with strength comparable to that of their ancestors hiding nearby and doing everything.
The dragon-faced monk shook his head at Ning Qi in front of him. It was impossible for Ning Qi to do all this!
The dragon-faced monk immediately condensed three wooden spikes, each of which flashed with different luster and shot towards Ning Qi.
Whoosh whoosh!
Three wooden spikes shuttled through space, one shot at Ning Qi's eyes, one shot at Ning Qi's dantian, and one appeared from behind Ning Qi and shot at Ning Qi's vest.
Their speed was extremely fast, and even the dragon-faced monk injected them with the aura of immortals.
However, this time, Ning Qi was too lazy to even move.
As the three wooden thorns approached Ning Qi, they softened instantly, turned back into leaves, and lightly penetrated into Ning Qi's body.
Seeing this, the dragon-faced monk lost his composure.
If the previous wooden thorn was an accident, then this time all three wooden thorns were restored by Ning Qi into dead leaves, which was definitely not an accident!
The next second, he thrust his palm forward, and countless wooden thorns shot towards Ning Qi.
These wooden spikes were arranged into an array, some large, some small, some real, some fake, some real, some unreal, like flowers scattered by a fairy from heaven, surrounding Ning Qi from all directions, and then suddenly shooting out.
On the side, the suppressed will of the Haoran Realm and the Saint Ancestor's clone couldn't help but reveal worried expressions.
Their bodies were full of thorns, so they knew very well how terrible these thorns were.
Not only does it possess the sharpest penetrating power in the world, it is like having life. While nailing them, it constantly absorbs the power in their bodies to allow itself to take root and sprout.
Countless wooden spikes shot towards Ning Qi, and Ning Qi simply uttered one word: "Receive!"
In an instant, all the attacking wooden thorns penetrated into Ning Qi's body. This time, Ning Qi didn't even turn them back into dead leaves.
Everyone was extremely nervous when they saw this scene.
The next moment, Ning Qi let out a light breath, and not only did he act as if nothing had happened, but his aura actually increased a lot.
Not only did the thorns not hurt him, but they seemed like a nourishing tonic.
He smiled faintly at the dragon-faced monk and said, "How many thorns do you have left? Why not put them all here?"
The Saint Ancestor's clone and the Haoran Realm's will were dumbfounded.
All the people in Haoran Realm who were staring at the sky suddenly had numb expressions that moved, and their eyes lit up.
The dragon-faced monk looked at Ning Qi's two fingers with an extremely deep gaze.
"No, this is definitely not your strength. Who are you?"
Suddenly, he quickly stepped forward and rushed towards Ning Qi, curling his fingers into claws and stretching them out, trying to catch him.
Ning Qi had no intention of accepting the challenge. His figure faded and turned into two streams of air, one yin and one yang.
The dragon-faced monk waved his claws, even tearing the space apart, but once he touched the yin and yang energies.
The yin and yang energies flowed through his fingers like slippery loaches.
He had clearly tried to arrest and lock him up, but it was completely ineffective.
The dragon-faced monk's expression changed, and he said in surprise: "Transforming Qi into the ultimate softness, this is the method of the sea of love!"
The skills he cultivated were extremely strong and masculine, and nothing could be broken or caught. Only Hai Zu, who had been against him all these years, could escape with the power of softness he had comprehended.
In order to trap Hai Zu's soft power, the only way to deal with it is to use the phantom of Buzhou Mountain, but the phantom of Buzhou Mountain has not yet been projected in.
The dragon-faced monk turned around and looked at the yin and yang energies.
The yin and yang energies transformed by Ning Qi circled behind him again, as if to condense Ning Qi's figure again.
The dragon-faced monk attacked the yin and yang energies again.
But the yin and yang energies were like a gust of wind that could not be caught from beginning to end. Instead, they flowed away along the fist wind of the dragon-faced monk, and were immune to all kinds of attacks.
clank!
Suddenly, there was a burst of intensive sounds of metal being pulled out from the cave.
Upon hearing the sound, the dragon-faced monk continued to attack the yin and yang energies while suddenly looking towards the source of the sound.
The original will of Haoran Realm and the clone of the Holy Ancestor, who were originally pinned down by him, were rescued at the same time.
The wooden thorns on their bodies were easily pulled out, and it was the yin and yang energies that saved them!
Those wooden thorns seemed to have changed their ownership in an instant and were integrated into the yin and yang energies.
When the dragon-faced monk saw this, he immediately became furious.
It turned out that Ning Qi had not only created a yin and yang energy, but also quietly split it into two. One was to provoke him into battle, while the other went to rescue the Saint Ancestor's clone and the Haoran Realm's will.
He worked so hard for so long before he finally pinned the two down, causing a catastrophe in the Haoran Realm and the shadow of Mount Buzhou devouring the energy of the Haoran Realm.
But who knew that it was destroyed by Ning Qi again, and the other party succeeded so easily.
The dragon-faced monk roared wildly, shaking the cave.
"How dare you, boy!"
As he went crazy, the world-devouring dragon that had long since merged into the cave space emerged again.
There were bursts of dragon roars, and dragon scales emerged, trapping the three who had just escaped inside the dragon's belly.
A huge dragon head suddenly emerged from one corner, aimed at the three people in the dragon's belly, and spewed out a breath of destruction!
Inside the dragon head, a branch emitted a withered yellow color, and seemed to turn gray and black in an instant as the dragon head exhaled breath.
"Kid, just focus on dealing with him and leave us alone!"
The Saint Ancestor's clone and the Haoran Realm's will broke free from the Dragon-Faced Monk's seal, still looking incredulous.
After all, both of them were helpless against the wooden thorn, but Ning Qi was more like its master than the dragon-faced monk, and took it away easily, which really shocked them.
However, the Holy Ancestor's clone understood the current situation.
He and the Haoran Realm Will were no longer able to deal with the Dragon-Faced Monk, so they could only rely on Ning Qi.
So, he immediately spoke up, hoping that Ning Qi would leave them alone.
Ning Qi did not respond, but instead blocked the two behind him and faced the World-Devouring Dragon's extermination breath.
His eyes reflected the extinct dragon's breath, and he couldn't help but reveal admiration in his eyes.
"The Jianmu seedling uses the world as its nourishment, absorbing the world's power to grow stronger. I didn't expect that in the hands of the Dragon-Faced Monk, it could even exert the opposite power. Is this the inheritance of Mount Buzhou?"
The extinction dragon's breath sprayed towards the three people like a flood and a flame, burning the space all the way until it collapsed.
Ning Qi felt the extinction of life, and the path of withering and death was hidden in it.
He did not dodge or evade, but turned his body and transformed into a dark and gloomy yin energy, rather than the simultaneous appearance of yin and yang energies.
The dragon's breath instantly sprayed onto the Yin Qi.
The two collided, but there was no fierce confrontation or conflict.
The next second, the two began to blend together, the Yin energy was like water, absorbing all rivers and completely absorbing the dragon's breath into its body.
In the void, a stream of Yin energy swayed and rotated, like a fish swimming in the space as a pool, playing happily!
Behind Ning Qi, the Saint Ancestor's clone and the Haoran Realm's will were stunned.
Since Ning Qi took action, he has never chosen to confront the dragon-faced monk head-on, and has been using an extremely sophisticated force to resolve the situation.
Although the Saint Ancestor's clone didn't understand why Ning Qi wasn't as aggressive as he was in the previous battle, he had to admit that Ning Qi had become stronger again!
Just like two people fighting, if they fight back and forth and both are injured, it means that their levels are actually similar.
But if one party can resolve the opponent's attack by means of resolution, it only proves one thing: the person who resolves the attack has a complete understanding of the opponent's means and is confident that he can fully accept the opponent's means, so that he can successfully perform the resolution move.
At their level, in addition to possessing the power of rules and the body of rules of the ordinary Hedao realm, they are also pursuing the immortal path of a higher level.
This kind of great way is no longer the power of rules, but the understanding of the Tao.
All three have found their own way and are expected to break through the state of harmony with the Tao and become immortals.
However, the paths of the three are different.
Hai Zu entered the Tao according to the corresponding rules of water and moon, and walked a path of extreme yin and softness.
The Mountain Ancestor took the mountain as his way, and by practicing the inheritance of Mount Buzhou, he embarked on a path of utmost strength and yang.
The Holy Ancestor entered Taoism through calligraphy and painting, studied the sacred texts, and created a unique secret path of sacred texts through calligraphy and painting.
Among the three, no one can say which one is the strongest.
But at this point in the spiritual war, they all knew that Shan Zu was much stronger.
This is not to say that Shanzu's extremely strong and yang way is the strongest, but that the inheritance Shanzu obtained is too amazing.
Moreover, Shanzu's temper is cruel enough. He regards everyone as straw dogs and thinks everything in the world as consumables for his success.
However, now, the Saint Ancestor's clone felt a great way that surpassed the three of them from the yin and yang energies displayed by Ning Qi!
These principles may sound simple, but they are related to one's personal experiences, practice and understanding.
Ning Qi seemed to be using only the Yin and Yang energies, but his Yin and Yang energies already encompassed everything.
Other cultivators can also use the Yin and Yang energies, such as Qin Minghao who followed Ning Qi in the past.
But what Qin Minghao used was only the power of rules. He comprehended the power of yin and yang from the rules of heaven and earth, rather than the great way he comprehended and understood on his own.
Just like the Saint Ancestor, the Mountain Ancestor, and the Sea Ancestor, the three of them are the ancestors of the two worlds, and they have countless disciples who have been taught their methods.
But no one can cultivate to their level. They have not entered the Tao at all, but are practicing completely according to the methods of the Three Ancestors. Let alone surpassing the three of them.
Just like there are countless teachers in the world who teach young people to learn all kinds of knowledge, but there are actually very few people who can actually master it and use it skillfully, not to mention those who have the courage to explore their own way.
The Holy Ancestor, the Mountain Ancestor, and the Sea Ancestor are such people, and Ning Qi is even more so!
Ning Qi is smart and studious. Ever since the Holy Ancestor started paying attention to him, he has never stopped making progress.
The Saint Ancestor's clone clearly sensed that Ning Qi had completely learned the inheritance from him and the Sea Ancestor, and had even surpassed him.
Ning Qi has transformed their avenue into his own strength and integrated it into his own avenue!
"It's worthy of the name of immortal seed!"
The expression of the Holy Ancestor's clone seemed to be both happy and sad.
In the distance, the dragon-faced monk's eyelids also jumped.
He had to admit that he still underestimated Ning Qi.
But, is this guy in front of him really the Ning Qi who was born in the remote spiritual realm and once served under his command?
The dragon-faced monk always felt resentful and suspicious.
"Who are you?"
The dragon-faced monk asked.
In the void, the Yin Fish swung its tail, dissipating all the dragon's breath, and Ning Qi's figure reappeared.
"What do you think, Master Shanzu?"
Ning Qi said calmly.
The dragon-faced monk was speechless. He had already begun to equate Ning Qi with the person with the same strength as them who was hiding nearby.
"With your cultivation level being so high, Ning Qi would never be able to reach such a state even if he cultivated for another thousand years. Why do you have to hide your identity and only make others laugh?"
Ning Qi was speechless.
This guy is really suspicious.
He was too lazy to pay attention to the other party. No matter what he said, the other party would doubt its authenticity.
Ning Qi looked at the Saint Ancestor's clone and the Haoran Realm's will behind him.
"You two, I'd better get you out first. The entire Haoran Realm has fallen into disaster, and you are still needed out there!"
The Haoran Realm's will stared at Ning Qi in silence.
The Saint Ancestor's clone also stared at Ning Qi's ordinary face and said, "Can you really do it alone? I see that you seem to have been avoiding a head-on confrontation with him until now."
Ning Qi smiled and said, "Old man, who says young people can't do it? I was just making preparations before, and..."
Ning Qi paused for a second.
"what else?"
The Saint Ancestor's clone looked anxious. This brat was still playing dumb with him at this critical moment.
Ning Qi suddenly snapped his fingers.
In the cave space, the dragon-faced monk originally opened a space channel and connected to the virtual image of Mount Buzhou. The mountain ancestor opposite was condensing a small virtual image of a sacred mountain, preparing to project it into the core area of Haoran Realm.
However, just when he was about to succeed, Ning Qi snapped his fingers.
The space channel floating above the dragon-faced monk's head suddenly closed.
The Holy Ancestor's clone, the dragon-faced monk of the Haoran Realm, and all the living beings in the Haoran Realm who were gazing at the sky, all saw clearly that a young, tall and slender monk slashed his right hand, instantly closing the space channel and floating down from it, as if a thread was plucked from the earth.
His speed was extremely fast, and the next moment, he appeared next to the dragon-faced monk.
He quickly stretched out his palm and tore off the dragon-shaped mask on the dragon-faced monk's face.
"Who said I was alone?"
Ning Qi said calmly.
"Also, isn't it you, the masked guy, who's really hiding your true identity?" (End of this chapter)
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