I use myths to create immortality

Chapter 37: The Magical Art of Flying Mountains and Moving Stones; The Magical Powers Shock the Taoist Temple
One of them was Zhao Chengyin, his old rival from whom Ji Yuan had once taken away his golden whip and divine camel.

At this time he laughed a lot: "Hahaha, Ji Er, I thought you had learned the news from Linghe old ghost in advance and had run away long ago."

"I can't believe you dare to come back!"

Ji Yuan did not say anything, nor did he even look at Zhao Chengyin. Instead, he looked at the burly middle-aged monk with a curly beard beside him.

The middle-aged man with curly beard wore a conical hat, a wide-sleeved green robe, and a sword on his shoulder. There was a gleam in his eyes as he was sizing up Ji Yuan.

"Junior Brother Lingyin, the guy who stole your family's heirloom weapons and mount must be him, right?" The middle-aged man with curly beard showed a look of dismay.

I thought this guy had some supernatural powers or some high level of attainment.

He was just a kid with only ten years of magic power, but he defeated Zhao Chengyin, who had three hundred years of magic power, and made him beg for help everywhere.

Even so, he was once known as the best master in Yuntaiyuan.

This Yuntaiyuan and Zhao Chengyin are too useless.

"Brother Lingfeng, you must not underestimate him, and you must not let him get close to you. Once you attack, you must use your strongest move, and don't hold back..."

Before Zhao Chengyin finished speaking, Lingfeng interrupted him: "I want to see what he has to say!"

After saying this, he twisted his fingers and made a gesture.

He used his magic power to control the sword on his body, which turned into a long rainbow light and flew towards him from several miles away.

"Swish, swish" the sword light shuttled through the void, causing bursts of explosions, and birds and beasts in the mountains and forests for dozens of miles flew up.

Inside the Taoist temple, cultivators were awakened by this aura, and used their minds to watch the two men fighting.

The momentum of the sword light is actually not that strong.

Ji Yuan did not take it lightly. He turned into wind and flew up to the mountain, intending to retreat first.

After all, this expert who was invited by Zhao Chengyin so proudly thought he could defeat him, so who knows what other tricks he might have.

Seeing Ji Yuan fleeing without a fight.

Lingfeng became more and more contemptuous: "Where are you escaping to!"

The green steel sword fell to the ground like a meteor. It was launched later but arrived first. In the blink of an eye, it passed several miles and approached Ji Yuan about ten feet behind him.

A sharp blade is approaching from behind.

Ji Yuan had been accumulating strength for a long time, and he drew out his two golden whips and struck back, as if two golden lights suddenly rose up.

"Zheng!" The golden whip hit the flying sword accurately, sparks flying.

"Crack!"

The green steel sword was smashed into several pieces by the golden whip, and countless broken blades fell into the shade of the woods, causing leaves to fly and crackling sounds to appear.

"Those are my double golden whips!" Zhao Chengyin's eyes were piercing.

"How dare you!" Lingfeng was furious when the sword he had cultivated for hundreds of years was smashed into pieces by the golden whip.

Ji Yuan also used the wind to close the distance between them and was only a few miles away from them. He swung the golden whip, flew up, and lashed at the two people on the clouds.

"Looking for death!" Lingfeng pushed away Zhao Chengyin who was in the way, let out a long roar, and suddenly his hair and beard stood up.

The fierce momentum and pressure covered an area of ​​dozens of miles.

He was shocked by Ji Yuan's supernatural powers and martial arts, and this time he was serious about it and showed off his skills.

"Boom!"

The majestic magical power penetrated the void. For a moment, the entire Taoist temple, covering an area of ​​thousands of miles, was shaken.

"Swoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The sky suddenly became dark, and the sound of a huge creature tearing the air was endless.

"A good trick, it really shouldn't be underestimated." Ji Yuan looked up and was also slightly surprised.

In the servants' quarters, the Taoist children saw the ground shaking all around them. They could not stand still and were so scared that they stuck out their tongues and bit their fingers: "Earthquake, earthquake! Run outside!"

"This is a scene of powerful men fighting each other! It is truly rare to see this in a thousand years!" Tang Jiwen dropped his broom with excitement in his eyes.

Hundreds of miles away, in the Baoning Pavilion of Zhaoyue Mountain, Li Chengyun looked up in fear and said, "It turned out to be Ji Yuan fighting with someone? Even if Master Linghe took action, he would not be the opponent of such a powerful person!"

"Hahaha, what about Ji Yuan, even if he has mastered magical powers? He can't escape this disaster!" Some cultivators whose spiritual objects had been robbed by Ji Yuan before were full of excitement.

In the Ziqi Pavilion, Linghe Zhenren, who had been motionless for ten thousand years, walked out of the hall quickly and looked up at the horrifying scene in the sky with Lingxuan and Lingzhi beside him.

“Hundreds of years have passed, and Senior Brother Lingfeng’s attainments in supernatural arts have improved by many levels. He has become so powerful that he will easily get the position of the true disciple in the selection of the academies this time.” Lingzhi’s eyes were filled with envy.

“I’m afraid that even if you count the dozens of Taoist academies in the domain, he would be the best! Ji Yuan is in danger this time.” Ling Xuan was worried for Ji Yuan.

Linghe Zhenren sighed helplessly: "These guys, each of them has mastered great magical powers at such a young age; if you want to fight, go to a distant place, why do you have to fight in my Taoist temple?"

"They are moving mountains and sending rocks flying, shaking the mountains and hills. They will not be happy until my temple is destroyed..."

In the mountains, the earth shook and all the beasts ran away in panic.

"Boom!" Rocks and boulders, about ten feet wide, were picked up from Yuntai Mountain by Taoist magic and flew towards them.

The speed was extremely fast, tearing the void and causing bursts of wind and thunder.

In just a blink of an eye, the rocks flew across dozens of miles and smashed towards Ji Yuan.

The noise was so loud that it could be seen throughout the entire Yuntai Taoist Temple.

Ling Feng practiced the art of flying stones and had great attainments, and had been famous for hundreds of years. When he wanted to fight with Ji Yuan, many cultivators in the Taoist temple, including the master Ling He, dared only watch silently and did not dare to interfere.

Ji Yuan originally planned to use the wind control method to close the distance and use his own extraordinary martial arts to directly take down Ling Feng and Zhao Chengyin.

But under the huge rock, there were actually sharp and invisible auras that could capture the void across thousands of feet, making it impossible for the cultivators to escape.

They could only watch helplessly as huge rocks weighing thousands of pounds fell down and smashed them into minced meat.

Countless monks in the Taoist temple watched the battle from a distance with their thoughts, and no one believed that Ji Yuan could survive the flying stone technique.

"Great, great! There is such a strange skill of flying mountains and controlling stones, which is similar to my Heaven-Flipping Seal!" But Ji Yuan was not surprised but happy, and looked at Zhao Chengyin and Lingfeng Taoist priest who were several miles away with proud faces. He was worried about how to start to comprehend the obscure and complicated Heaven-Flipping Seal.

Zhao Chengyin was truly his lucky general; he was right not to kill him in the first place.

It's true that you can't find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it doesn't take any effort to get it.

I watched the huge rock falling with a force of thousands of pounds.

"The wind is coming!" Ji Yuanyi summoned all his magic power and used his full strength to display the magical power of [Call the Wind and Summon the Rain].

In an instant, gusts of wind several feet long, visible to the naked eye, swirled out from his body and whizzed upwards.

The first huge rock weighing ten thousand pounds to fall was instantly wrapped up by the wind.

The power of supernatural powers is exerted with all its strength.

"Boom!" The huge rock was swept back by the wind and pulled dozens of miles away in an instant, falling into the mountains. There was a huge noise, crushing half of the mountain, and dust rose into the sky.

"The thought has already started? This is a magical power!" Lingfeng, who was controlling the flying stone, had a drastic change of expression, with greed in his eyes.

You know, his special skill of controlling flying rocks is extremely powerful and does not lack many other magical powers; but every time he uses it, he has to cast spells and engrave talismans on rocks in advance before he can summon them.

It is impossible to make a thought come into being out of thin air.

The reason why supernatural powers are superior to all magic, strange arts, and Taoist arts.

It is not only a mysterious and powerful theory, the key is that it can be performed at the touch of a thought.

Lingfeng could see that Ji Yuan was limited by his shallow realm and magical power, and was simply unable to unleash the maximum power of this magical power.

Only one or two thousandth of the mystery can be used.

If there really is someone who has reached the realm above Tongxuan and can display such magical powers, not to mention Lingfeng, even ordinary Daomiao ancestors would have to retreat.

Now is the best opportunity to seize the supernatural power.

If such magical power is mastered by Lingfeng, with hundreds of years of magic power, he will be able to discuss swords outside the realm, call the wind and sweep thousands of miles, and he will not be afraid of the geniuses of various religions.

"Okay, okay, Junior Brother Lingyin, you are really my lucky star. I will definitely get this magical power!" Lingfeng shouted excitedly.

Zhao Chengyin was also full of excitement: "Brother Lingfeng, don't hold back, kill him first, then we can extract his soul and refine his spirit, and torture him to find out the secret of his magical powers!"

Apart from anything else, Zhao Chengyin has really learned his lesson since he suffered a great loss at the hands of Ji Yuan because of underestimating his enemy.

He is steady and not at all like the dandy guy who relied on his rich Zhao family background.

Suddenly, it was as if a rain of stones fell from the sky, with thunder and lightning roaring loudly. Hundreds and thousands of stones, covering the sky and the sun, all fell towards Ji Yuan.

Each stone is at least ten feet wide and weighs no less than ten thousand pounds.

The largest ones are as wide as 20 to 30 feet and weigh no less than 100,000 pounds.

This is the current limit of Lingfeng's flying stone technique.

A huge rock weighing tens of thousands of pounds was smashed down from the sky, which was almost beyond the limit of Ji Yuan's current magic power to perform the magical power of [Call the Wind and Summon the Rain].

However, Ji Yuan's expression did not change. If he had not mastered the wind bag, he might have really been killed by Lingfeng.

Ji Yuan flicked his sleeves, and visible silver winds appeared, making the cuffs float.

The next moment, dozens of feet long silver winds visible to the naked eye flew out from his sleeves, stirring up the changes in the clouds and mist in the sky.

The entire Taoist temple, covering hundreds of miles, was startled by the whistling wind.

The wind from all over the sky gathered and turned into golden wind hundreds of feet high, blowing towards the thousands of huge rocks that covered the sky and the sun.

As soon as he made a move, Ji Yuan used the wind bag's most powerful killing move, Qianfang Tianfeng.

"Boom!" The explosion resounded through the clouds, and countless flying rocks and fragments fell thousands of miles away.

In the sky, the flying boulder was swept by the golden wind, and the sound of "swooshing" metal continued to ring. In an instant, it was riddled with holes, as if pierced by billions of sharp edges.

It also seemed to have undergone tremendous changes in an instant, turning into decay and melting away.

But when the golden wind comes, it seems invisible, but it is like billions of sharp blades stabbing.

At that time, with the help of this method, even the magical hand of dozens of acres wide manifested by the Dao Miao ancestor was completely melted away, which shows its power.

Not to mention these ordinary stone materials.

They were swept by the golden wind and were all riddled with holes in the air. The next moment, they exploded into pieces.

In just a blink of an eye.

The thousands of rocks in the sky were all broken away, and the golden wind also dissipated.

"Magic weapon!" Lingfeng's eyes were about to burst out, and he was frightened to death.

Without hesitation, he left Zhao Chengyin, who was stunned, and turned to run away.

"It's too late to run now." The next moment, a hurricane swept over where Ji Yuan was, and Ji Yuan's figure disappeared on the spot.

"Bang!" Before Lingfeng Jiawu ran ten feet, a gust of wind swept over, and a golden whip fell from the sky. He was caught off guard and was hit on the shoulder by the whip.

"what!"

Under the tremendous force, half of the arm exploded into a cloud of blood, bones flew everywhere, and Lingfeng screamed and fell into the clouds.

Ji Yuan reached out and grabbed it directly.

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