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032 Breaking the Formation

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    Are you really a member of my Yanxia Xuanmen?

    Xu Fu's words are not about doubting me, but out of feeling after being too shocked.

    After all, Yanxia Taoism has stagnated for more than two thousand years, so it stands to reason that it is unlikely that a strange person like me will come out.

    Talent is one thing, but having this extraordinary opportunity all the time is quite another.

    In my case, nine out of ten people were taken care of by the invisible fate before birth, and came into the world with some kind of mission.

    This sounds a bit like the chosen one who is favored by God, but in fact, most of the time it is not a good thing. Such people often end up not very well, and may even be miserable.

    "Senior Xu, I am naturally a person of Yanxia, ??and I don't know what all this is going on." I pretended not to understand, and explained seriously.

    Xu Fu said: "I'll just say it casually, you don't need to take it to heart. At the last step, you can only look at yourself. I feel that there are strange auras everywhere, which are not something ordinary human demons can touch. I can't use my spiritual sense either.  To find out, to prevent being discovered, so I have to hide completely."

    I nodded and let Xu Fu hide in the space ring with peace of mind.

    He was right, the aura on the ninth floor was indeed extremely strange.

    This is a kind of breath that I have never felt before. It is not a ghostly spirit, nor is it angry in the human world, but a very ethereal air of floating dust, giving people a feeling of being in a dream at this time, which is very unreal.

    I walked forward step by step, and after a while, I found that it was a bit like the sixth floor. The sixth floor is boundless darkness, and the ninth floor is endless misty air, which feels endless.

    With the experience of the sixth floor, I simply stopped moving forward.

    I sat cross-legged, closed my eyes, began to breathe and breathe, and practiced the small cycle.

    Although the breath here is illusory, it is extremely helpful for Qi training. In an instant, I felt like I had broken through to the 103rd floor.

    I thought that it would be time consuming anyway, instead of actively exploring and becoming passive, it would be better to just go fishing like this and wait for the wisher to take the bait.

    Sure enough, when I swallowed a lot of misty energy, some things seemed to be exhausted, and soon there was movement.

    It's not that there is really a god watching on this floor, it should be that the formation was successfully pulled out by me.

    Just like the Yellow River Shrine, there are three ways of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism in the shrine, the sound of reading, chanting, and the sound of sword wind, all of which are caused by the formation mechanism.

    "Ju Dao Feng, Ju Dao Feng" A voice calling to me came from my ear.

    I raised my head and saw white gas billowing above my head, and behind the white gas was a huge gas eye, like a sky eye.

    Presumably even a sage saw this scene and couldn't help but worship him, thinking that he had encountered a real god. After all, this place represents the heaven. What are the eyes of the sky if they are not the eyes of gods?

    But I am not in awe of it at all. First of all, even if it is really the eye of heaven, I will not respect it.

    As far back as the Song Dynasty, in my first life, I looked directly into the eyes of the sky and said to Lai Buyi: "There is no god in the world, but the god is in my heart, and you are the god."

    What's more, this bastard can't even call me the right name, and can't even see through who I am. How can I be a god with just this bit of knowledge?

    I reckoned that this was a formation, and I extracted some of my soul consciousness, using the spiritual energy sealed in the formation, to pretend to be a ghost.

    I raised my head and said directly to Tian Tian, ??"Who are you?"

    An old voice said: "I am a god, and now I will help you overcome the calamity. If you are out of your body, follow me!"

    The primordial spirit is out of the body, let it come.

    Why does this sentence sound familiar?

    Soon I realized, isn't this the sound of the formation in the Yellow River Shrine?

    Our ancestors in Yanxia used the Yellow River Shrine to coax the breakthrough Fengshui master Yuanshen out of his body in order to prevent future generations from producing saints.

    In this way, the formation in the Nine Soul Pagoda is similar to that of the Yellow River Shrine.

    Naturally, I wouldn't be fooled, so I said directly to it, "Why should I listen to you? You don't even dare to show your face, what are you capable of?"

    "Bold!"

    With a cold drink, a heavenly knife fell.

    This Heavenly Knife is far less powerful than the real Heavenly Knife I saw in Guishan, it's just a miniature version.

    With the sound of a sword coming, the Dragon Soul Sword roared out.

    Facing the Heavenly Knife, stab it with a sword.

    In the end, the swords collided and both fell apart.

    Without the slightest hesitation, I once again condensed my energy into a sword, piercing the eyes of the sky.

    In the end, the eyes of the sky disappeared and the white energy dissipated.

      However, after the white air dissipated, it quickly gathered again.

    This time it gathered three portraits, a big Buddha, a Taoist priest, and a scholar.

    Good guy, isn't this the same Confucianism and Taoism venerable who is similar to the one in the Yellow River Shrine?

    If the Fusang sage saw this scene, he would naturally worship him, thinking that he had encountered a real god.

    But I was still unmoved, knowing that this was a picture created by the formation.

    "Chen Huangpi, you are so bold that you don't respect the gods?" The three 'divine mansions' suddenly spoke at the same time.

    I admit, at that moment I panicked.

    They yelled out my real name, which shows that I am no longer a child's play house, which is really a bit of a trick.

    But soon I stabilized my mind, this is a formation, not a real god.

    And I am indeed Chen Huangpi. Since I entered the formation, after a period of time, I extracted my memory through my soul consciousness, and then recognized me. This is not a fantasy, it is normal.

    So I gathered energy with my feet suddenly, and the lotus stands under my feet.

    Stepping on the lotus platform, I soared up.

    Soon, I came to the three statues and sat on an equal footing with them.

    "What a crazy mortal boy, how dare you sit on an equal footing with us? It's really audacious!"

    I sneered and said, "It's just a virtual image, how dare you call yourself a god?"

    "Bold, die!" The three virtual images spoke at the same time.

    So the Bodhisattva recited scriptures, the scholar picked up his pen, and the Taoist drew his sword.

    Three bursts of strength roared towards me.

    For a while, the clouds moved in all directions, but I remained motionless.

    I opened my hands and let the three attacks come to me.

    This is a virtual image, if I fight back, it is a mistake, not a way to break the formation.

    Sure enough, after the three attacks finally came to me, I didn't reveal a little bit of energy.

    In the end, the three energies were as weak as a stone sinking into the sea, and they all dissipated.

    "Boy, what exactly do you want to do? We are the three ways of heaven. If you want to ascend to heaven and become a god, you must choose the way. Since you have come to the end of the road of mortals, why ruin your future?"

    The three virtual images spoke again, seemingly changing their routine.

    I sneered, and then suddenly exploded the air machine.

    I am not a saint, but I have the aura to break through the Qi refining state, which is comparable to a saint.

    The one-hundred-layer air machine exploded suddenly, and at the same time I gathered Qi and transformed into a dragon.

    A skinny dragon suddenly appeared, looking down on the three virtual images.

    "The way of heaven has bounds, but I have no bounds. If you don't cross me, I will cross myself!"

    At this moment, the dragon looked up.

    With the body of a skinny dragon, I drive away tigers and devour wolves.

    The skinny dragon opened its mouth wide, swallowing the world in one gulp.

    In an instant, the Bodhisattva wept, the scholar put away his pen, and the Taoist returned to his sword.

    The formation is broken and the tower is opened.

    There was a rumbling sound in my ears, and the Nine Soul Pagoda was also crumbling at this moment.

    With arrogance in my chest, I stare straight ahead.

    A virtual image slowly rose above the head, gradually forming a path.

    I know that it is not the way of heaven, but the way that may lead to another world.

    The end of this road may be the land of the evil race.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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