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Li Yi took Huang Rong's hand, turned to Guo Jing, and said, "Guo Jing, you have been possessed by a demon. You should hand over the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms." His voice was steady and powerful, but with a hint of helplessness and worry. Guo Jing stood opposite, his eyes flashing with a complex light, which was an indescribable pain and struggle. He tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, as if it was his only support.

"Brother Yi, you don't understand, I'm not possessed by a demon." Guo Jing's voice was a little hoarse, he tried hard to explain, "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is the life's work of my master Hong Qigong, I can't just hand it over so easily." His eyes revealed determination and persistence, as if he was guarding some extremely important belief.

Huang Rong looked at Guo Jing with mixed feelings. She knew Guo Jing's character and how much he valued the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. However, at this moment, Li Yi also made her feel extremely trustworthy. Li Yi was her senior brother, and he had always taken great care of her, and his judgment had never been wrong.

"Guo Jing, you are poisoned and your mind has been corroded." Li Yi's tone was harsh, "The secret book of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms in your hands will only make you lose yourself further. Hand it over, and maybe you can have a chance of survival."

Guo Jing shook his head, an unyielding will surged in his heart. "I won't hand it over. This is my master's last wish, and it's also my responsibility." He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind. "If you really think I'm possessed, then come and take it."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense and tense. Li Yi and Huang Rong looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Li Yi knew that Guo Jing was stubborn and once he made a decision, nothing could change it. But he couldn't just sit back and let Guo Jing be trapped by his inner demons.

"Guo Jing, don't force us to fight." Li Yi slowly drew out his sword, and pointed the tip of the sword at Guo Jing. Huang Rong's heart tightened when she saw this. She didn't want to see her senior brother and Guo Jing fighting. However, at this moment, she didn't know what to do, and could only stand beside Li Yi silently.

Seeing this, Guo Jing also slowly raised his sword. He knew that this battle was inevitable. He had no hatred in his heart, but just wanted to protect the belief that belonged to him. "Brother Yi, Rong'er, I'm sorry." He murmured in a low voice, and then shook the sword and performed the moves of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms.

A fierce battle began. Guo Jing's moves contained extremely powerful force, and each strike seemed to have the sound of a dragon's roar, deafening. Li Yi and Huang Rong joined forces to deal with it, but they also felt great pressure. Guo Jing's moves seemed chaotic, but they contained some kind of wonderful rules that made them elusive.

The battle lasted for a long time, and both sides gradually felt exhausted. Guo Jing's heart was full of contradictions. He didn't want to hurt Li Yi and Huang Rong, but he couldn't give up the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Li Yi and Huang Rong also gradually felt Guo Jing's struggle and pain during the battle.

At this moment, a strong aura suddenly attacked, knocking the three people away at the same time. Everyone looked up and saw a white-haired old man walking slowly. That was Hong Qigong. He was not really dead, but survived in a special way.

"Jing'er, you did very well." Hong Qigong looked at Guo Jing and said with a smile, "The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms requires a firm and righteous heart, and you have achieved it." He turned to Li Yi and Huang Rong, "You don't have to worry, Jing'er is not possessed by the devil, he just needs time to comprehend."

Li Yi and Huang Rong felt relieved after hearing this. They sheathed their swords and walked towards Guo Jing. Li Yi patted Guo Jing on the shoulder and said, "Guo Jing, we misunderstood you." Huang Rong gently held his hand and said, "I'm sorry, we shouldn't have doubted you."

Guo Jing smiled slightly, "It's okay, I understand your concerns." He looked at Hong Qigong, his heart filled with gratitude. "Master, thank you."

Hong Qigong nodded and said, "Remember, the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms is not only a martial art, but also a responsibility and belief. Go and protect the justice in your heart." After saying that, his figure gradually disappeared in the wind.

Guo Jing, Li Yi and Huang Rong looked at each other and saw firm faith in each other's eyes. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but they would go on together to protect the peace and justice of this continent.

In the ancient Eastern land, legends always follow one's shadow. In this mysterious world, there is a magic weapon that has gone through thousands of years of wind and frost and still exudes endless power. At this moment, in the hands of the young man Li Yi, the seemingly ordinary long stick suddenly shines brightly, revealing its true form. It is the Ruyi Jingu Bang that once accompanied the Monkey King Sun Wukong in making trouble in the Heavenly Palace.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang was originally the sea-suppressing magic needle of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. It weighs 13,500 kilograms and can change its length, thickness, and thickness at will. When Sun Wukong got this magic weapon, he relied on its magical power to go to heaven and earth and do everything. The golden cudgel is not only a weapon, but also a symbol of Sun Wukong's unyielding spirit. Now, this legendary magic weapon has been passed to Li Yi, carrying Sun Wukong's expectations and destined to write a new legend in the new era.

Li Yi has been familiar with the story of Sun Wukong since he was a child and has always admired him. Once by chance, he received the inheritance of Sun Wukong in an ancient temple in the mountains. In the ancient temple, the Buddha's light shines everywhere, and the phantom of Sun Wukong appears in front of Li Yi and hands him the Ruyi Jingu Bang: "Young man, this stick is very important. It is the magic weapon I used to escort Tang Monk to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. Now, I pass it on to you, and I hope you can use it to do good deeds and slay demons and monsters."

Li Yi took the golden cudgel and immediately felt a strong force surge in his heart. The golden cudgel seemed to be in tune with his mind, and instantly became as light as a silk thread, surrounding him. As soon as Li Yi's mind moved, the golden cudgel immediately became as long as a dragon and snake, flashing with dazzling golden light. He waved the golden cudgel, and in an instant the wind and clouds changed color, and the mountains trembled, as if everything in the world was subject to this artifact.

Not long after, Li Yi's village was invaded by a group of demons and monsters. These monsters wreaked havoc on the village, and the people suffered terribly. Li Yi stepped forward, holding the Ruyi Jingu Bang, and rushed into the group of monsters. The Jingu Bang in his hand was like a spirit snake coming out of a hole, flying up and down, and each strike was as powerful as thunder. Seeing this, the monsters were terrified and fled in all directions.

"Stop being so arrogant!" Li Yi shouted, and swung the golden hoop stick violently, knocking a ferocious wolf demon to the ground. The wolf demon struggled to get up, but was firmly suppressed by the golden hoop stick and could not move. Seeing this, the other monsters became even more panicked, and turned into black smoke to escape. How could Li Yi let them escape so easily? He used his magic power, and the golden hoop stick instantly became huge, covering the entire village in a golden light. The monsters had nowhere to escape and could only surrender obediently.

After this battle, Li Yi became famous and was hailed as the "modern Sun Wukong". He held the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and traveled around the world, eliminating violence and protecting the good. Whether it was the monsters and ghosts in the deep mountains and old forests, or the injustices in the world, they could not escape his eyes. In his hands, the Golden Cudgel was not only a powerful weapon, but also a symbol of justice and courage.

As time went by, Li Yi gradually realized the true meaning of the Ruyi Jingu Bang. This magic weapon is not only about its powerful destructive power, but also about the spirit it carries - perseverance and courage. Just as Sun Wukong showed when he made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, the Ruyi Jingu Bang is a symbol of resistance to oppression and the pursuit of freedom and justice. Li Yi holds the Ruyi Jingu Bang, shoulders this responsibility and mission, and continues to write his own legend in the new era.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang once again showed its power in Li Yi's hands, not only allowing the world to witness the magic of this legendary magic weapon, but also allowing the spirit of Sun Wukong to be passed on in the world. In this era full of challenges and opportunities, Li Yi will hold the Ruyi Jingu Bang, fight for justice, and become a hero of the new era.

Above the endless sea of ​​blood, a tragic atmosphere permeated the heaven and earth. Li Yi stood on the cloud, gazing at the blood-stained sea below, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sigh in his heart. Ancestor Hongyun, the powerful man who once looked down on the universe and was feared by all, has now fallen on this sea of ​​blood, becoming a regret in the long river of history.

The life of Patriarch Hongyun is full of legends. He was born in poverty, but with his perseverance and wisdom, he overcame all obstacles on the road of cultivation and eventually achieved great success. He has challenged countless powerful enemies single-handedly, and each time he escaped danger, he won the admiration of the world. His name resounded through the sky like thunder, making countless cultivators afraid.

However, even such a powerful being could not escape the fate. Hongmeng Purple Qi is a legendary power, containing endless mysteries and power. Countless practitioners dream of obtaining it, hoping to break through their own limits and reach an unprecedented realm. But not everyone can control Hongmeng Purple Qi. It is like a raging fire, powerful and dangerous. If you are not careful, you will burn yourself.

In order to pursue a higher realm, the Red Cloud Patriarch desperately wanted to obtain the Hongmeng Purple Qi. He spent countless efforts and went through untold hardships, and finally found the clues of the Hongmeng Purple Qi. However, just when he was about to succeed, fate played a joke on him. The power of the Hongmeng Purple Qi far exceeded his imagination, and he could not control it at all. In the struggle with the Hongmeng Purple Qi, he gradually lost himself, and was eventually backfired by the powerful force and fell on the sea of ​​blood.

Li Yi looked at the death of Red Cloud Patriarch, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart. He knew that the road of cultivation was full of unknowns and dangers, and every step was like walking on the edge of a knife. If you were not careful, you would be doomed. The death of Red Cloud Patriarch was not only the passing of a strong man, but also a warning to all cultivators.

"Hongmeng Purple Qi is not something that anyone can obtain." Li Yi silently said this in his heart. He understood that a cultivator cannot just pursue power and ignore his own practice and perception. Power is important, but inner peace and wisdom are more important. Only with a strong heart and profound wisdom can one truly control power and reach a higher level.

The death of Hongyun Patriarch also made Li Yi more determined in his belief. He knew that he could not repeat the mistakes of Hongyun Patriarch. He had to be down-to-earth, practice step by step, and constantly improve his strength and realm. At the same time, he had to maintain inner peace and wisdom, and not be confused by the power and temptation of the outside world.

In the following days, Li Yi practiced harder. He devoted himself to studying Taoism and constantly improved his cultivation. He no longer blindly pursued power, but focused on inner cultivation and perception. He knew that only with a strong heart and profound wisdom could he go further on the road of Taoism.

As time went by, Li Yi's cultivation level continued to improve. He gradually realized the true meaning of cultivation and reached a new realm. He understood that although the death of the Red Cloud Patriarch was a pity, it was also inevitable. The road of cultivation is full of challenges and dangers. Only by constantly surpassing oneself can one truly achieve the realm of immortality.

Li Yi stood in the clouds, gazing into the distance. His heart was filled with confidence and hope. He knew that his path to becoming a Taoist was still long, but he was ready. He would use his wisdom and courage to meet future challenges and create his own legend.