In front of the Sutra Pavilion, more and more disciples came after hearing the news.
The main reason is that Ye Chen is too popular, and the name of Huayang is also too big. One is the true successor of Huashan, and the other is the master of the Taoist scriptures. The two are going to fight. Just listening to it is refreshing. Practicing and enlightening the Tao every day is boring. Now It’s a rare program, so there’s no reason not to watch it.
As a result, the previously deserted Sutra Pavilion was quite lively today. Not to mention the empty place, even on the top of the hill, there were people's shadows, stepping on their feet and looking around.
"Boss, who do you think is better at fighting?" In the Sutra Pavilion, the Diyuan avatar raised his hands. This guy was also a loyal spectator, and he didn't forget to glance at me.
Before Di Yuan opened his eyes, his expression said everything. Hua Yang appeared to be a saint, but in fact he was a quasi-emperor. Even if the world of immortals suppressed the realm of cultivation, this fact could not be erased. The newly promoted saints and those who suppressed the saints A battle between quasi-emperors is conceivable.
Even he thinks so, let alone the disciples outside.
The saint himself and the quasi-emperor who was suppressed into a saint are not the same. They are both saints. Fools know who is weaker and who is stronger. They still gather to watch because they want to see this man who was recognized as the master by the Taoist people and destroyed in one day. How much strength do the little stones in the four realms have
"I'll make a bet and Xiao Shitou will be completely defeated."
"No way! After all, someone who recognizes his master through Taoism can be so miserable?"
"Senior Brother Huayang is a quasi-emperor."
The disciples were talking a lot, and the outcome was already decided before the war started. Few people were optimistic about Ye Chen. His talent was undoubted, but after all, he was a new saint and his combat power was limited.
Amidst the noise, Hua Yang raised his hand slightly and raised a finger.
It's not that he was bragging. He didn't have Ye Chen in his eyes. He was truly arrogant and scornful. The meaning of raising a finger was as clear as day: Defeat you with one move.
Ye Chen was also sensible and raised a finger.
The disciples raised their eyebrows, wondering what this finger meant.
"Don't waste time." Hua Yang said calmly, disappeared in an instant, and reappeared in front of Ye Chen. A Ling Tian palm knife was engraved with ancient seal scripts. The power was still very overbearing and could chop Ye Chen into pieces. Few monks and immortals of the same level can withstand it.
Ye Chen only smiled but did not move, but at that moment, his body turned into an illusion.
"You..." Huayang's expression suddenly changed, and he struck the air with a palm. He didn't know that Ye Chen was also possessing such a heaven-defying magic. It was obviously a space magic that could turn reality into virtuality.
He missed the target, but Ye Chen's attack was effective. He used the raised finger, which was bent into a hook shape, and aimed at Huayang's forehead, firing bullets in and out.
Then, all the disciples were seen raising their eyes, their eyes swaying left and right, watching Hua Yang fly out, like a stream of light, passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, across the universe Yin and Yang, and hit the distance. The bullets flashed, and he said sourly.
After a long time, I heard a rumble. Without looking, I knew that Huayang, which was flying upside down, hit a mountain, causing a steep mountain peak to collapse.
For a long time, it was eerily quiet in front of the Sutra Pavilion.
Everyone's mouths, including that of Master Di Yuan, were half-opened. They were all petrified, with confused faces. He, the most authentic successor of Huashan Mountain and the genuine quasi-emperor, was unexpectedly killed by a newly promoted saint. The finger flew away, lawless.
Three to five seconds later, all the disciples passed by Shen'er and looked at Ye Chen together. Their eyes were filled with indescribable shock.
"This guy is cheating!" Someone opened his mouth and swallowed hard.
"Flying a quasi-emperor with one finger, how terrifying he is."
"He who carries the Dao Sutra and breaks through four realms in one day must be a monster against the heavens." The discussion started again, one after another, the sounds of shock, hisses, and tongue-licking intertwined into a sea tide. The little stone spirit in their eyes, He has become a monster.
At this moment, they realized that Ye Chen's raised finger had several meanings. It meant that he could defeat his opponent in one move with one finger.
Facts have proved that one of his fingers is still very good. He flicked the bullet and flicked away Huashan's No. 1 True Legend in one move.
Ye Chen blew on the finger and took steps, heading straight to the peak of Huashan Real Man. They were all disciples of Huashan. He naturally kept his hand. If he wanted to destroy Huayang, one move would be enough.
Looking at Ye Chen's back, everyone's eyes changed and turned into awe. They had seen strong people, but never seen such strong people. They had seen evil people, but never seen such evil people.
In the Sutra Pavilion, Master Di Yuan's expression became more and more exciting, and he had not surpassed it yet. He knew Huayang's fighting power, and he had the capital to fight at a higher level.
Who would have thought that he would be flicked away by a newly promoted saint.
"Boss, you sometimes make mistakes."
The earth element clone said cheerfully, he is also a rebellious master. Seeing the wonderful expression on his face, he felt inexplicably happy. He said he was so confident just now, but he was slapped in the face.
Master Diyuan didn't say anything. It was undeniable that he was mistaken.
Not only did he make a mistake, Huashan Zhenren, who was secretly paying attention to him, had not come back to his senses for a long time. He knew that Ye Chen would not be weak, but he did not know that he was so strong.
"Is it possible that it's because of the Divine Yun of the Imperial Dao?" Fairy Huashan whispered.
Master Huashan smiled and said, "Di Yun is not with him."
Fairy Huashan was quite shocked when she heard this. Without touching Di Yun, she could fly Huayang with one finger. If Di Yun was there to help, wouldn't it be even more outrageous? Huayang would be defeated in half a second.
The most confused person was Huayang. He lay in the rubble and didn't get up for a long time. I don't know whether he was stunned by a finger or it was difficult to accept this fact. The sea of spirits was rumbling, his head was about to explode, and his mind was already confused. , unable to distinguish reality from fiction.
He was defeated. He was completely defeated. The so-called arrogance, the so-called bloodline, the so-called cultivation, and the so-called Tao Yun were all no match for a finger of a little stone.
Here, Ye Chen has climbed up a mountain with a scroll in his arms.
This peak is called Qiankun Peak, and it is exclusive to the headmaster. It is also the largest peak in Huashan Mountain besides the main peak. Since it is exclusive to the headmaster, it is not simple. The whole mountain is filled with Tao Yun, the fairy energy envelopes the dusk, and there is a misty sky. The sound is loud and the spiritual energy is extremely majestic.
Tsk tsk!
Walking up the stone steps, Ye Chen kept clicking his tongue.
The spiritual flowers and herbs grown in this mountain are full of vitality. They are all the best among the best. It is a natural spiritual herb garden. Any alchemist who sees it will be moved.
As if he knew he was coming, Master Huashan had already made tea and was waiting for him.
Also present is Fairy Huashan, who spends all day together. I would not believe it if they said they did not have a special relationship. Maybe they even sleep in the same bed at night.
Ye Chen came up and took a quick look, his eyes were even brighter.
However, what he was looking at was not the real person and the fairy, but the dense land behind them. There was a fairy, which was the legendary fairy flower. Extremely majestic essence.
Immortals like this are extinct in the heavens.
The reason why his eyes are shining is because the fairy flower is also a raw material for refining the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill, and no other material can replace it.
Therefore, without this fairy flower, he would not be able to refine the Nine Turns of Resurrection Pill.
"Good stuff." Ye Chen licked his lips, ready to rob him on the spot, and then ran away, thinking that no one could catch him, and he was determined to be shameless for the sake of the treasure.
However, this idea was quickly discarded. Huashan treated him very well, so it would be too shameless to steal someone's treasure like this. Damn it, it’s better to trick him normally.
"I've seen enough." Master Huashan said with a smile. He was amused by the little stone, but he was not stupid. He also knew that it was a treasure, so wasn't it a treasure? It has been nurtured for thousands of years and must be protected with Tao Yun and essence every day. Even he regards it as a treasure.
Ye Chen smiled dryly, stepped forward, and took the scroll brought out from the Sutra Pavilion.
Also taken out was the one bought from Chentangguan. Anyone with a little insight would know that these two paintings were painted by the same person and were beautifully painted.
Master Huashan raised his eyebrows slightly. These two paintings were indeed made by him. One of them had been lost long ago. Unexpectedly, it was in Ye Chen's hands. Is it God's will
"Senior, who is the woman you drew?" Ye Chen asked tentatively.
Master Huashan smiled and looked at Ye Chen, "Why are you so interested in her?"
"Curious." Ye Chen smiled.
Master Huashan didn't believe it. He took a sip of ancient tea and said leisurely, "When I made these two paintings, I was not a disciple of Huashan. I had just started practicing Taoism for less than a hundred years. There was a vision in the sky that night, and I could see the silhouette of a woman in the hazy sky. She was like a dream and extremely beautiful, so I took up painting to depict her divine appearance. Counting the years, it was more than two thousand years ago. To this day, I still don’t know who she is, and I have never heard of her in the world. "
Ye Chen frowned when he heard this. Even Huashan Zhenren didn't know who she was, so the origin of the woman in the painting was quite mysterious. You would have to go to Daozu to find out about it.
"Little guy, can you tell me where you are from?" Master Huashan suddenly spoke, his words full of meaning, and he looked intently, hoping for an accurate answer.
"A little stone spirit." Ye Chen chuckled.
Master Huashan smiled and didn't ask any more questions. Ye Chen didn't want to say anything because he had his own reasons.
"Senior, do you want to sell your fairy flower?" Ye Chen rubbed his hands.
This sentence made Master Huashan laugh again. How can the legendary fairy flower be measured by money? Even if I want to buy it, can you afford it
"I want to use it to make elixirs and save people." Ye Chen's eyes were quite sincere.
"Alchemy?" Fairy Huashan asked in surprise, "Are you an alchemist?"
"A little research."
"How many patterns can be made?" Fairy Huashan said with a smile.
"It shouldn't be lower than the seniors."
Ye Chen smiled. As early as the day when Huashan discussed Taoism, he knew that Huashan Fairy not only practiced Qin Tao, but was also an alchemist, and the flame he carried was a kind of fairy fire.
"Little one, don't aim too high." Fairy Huashan whispered with a smile.
"Senior, don't underestimate me." Ye Chen said, adjusting his collar.
"In this case, why not give it a try." Master Huashan stroked his beard, "If you win, junior sister, you can take the fairy flower as you like. If you lose, tell me your origin."
"really?"
"really."
"Okay!"
PS: Happy National Day! Greater China is prosperous.