The sun is shining brightly.
Although Ling Yue didn't know why Ouyang Ming bought so many elixirs, he didn't ask anything.
He raised his hand to take the storage bag and walked towards the stall where he bought elixirs. This was the brilliance of his conduct. You will never ask questions that you shouldn't ask. This was true during the volcano, and it is true now.
As for Ouyang Ming, he walked back to his small courtyard to recharge his batteries.
Time passed and the elixir feast was over.
After the fermentation of the name of Ouyang Ming and the Immortality Pill during this period, it has reached the point where everyone in the Seven Star Sect knows it.
In particular, the name Ouyang Ming was so popular that it was comparable to Daozi from the seven main peaks!
On this day, the entire Seven Star Sect was shrouded in mist and mist, as thin as gauze, like a curtain made of rainwater.
Ouyang Ming stood in the rain, but not even a drop of rain fell on him.
Suddenly, there was a slight movement in his heart, and he turned sideways and looked in one direction.
In front of his eyes, a man in rich clothes was walking slowly in the rain. He had a handsome face and a vague breath. His clothes were soaked by the rain. He was carrying a sword box behind him. The color of the sword box was red. , like countless red runes beating, extremely scarlet, making anyone who sees it feel terrified.
His name is Burial Sword, Daozi of Juejianfeng, and he has peak spiritual cultivation. He is known as one of the people in the Seven Star Sect who has the best chance of becoming a venerable.
Burial Sword's eyebrows frowned slightly, he gently cupped his hands and said, "Fellow Taoist, is the elixir feast over?"
"Well, today just ended." Ouyang Ming nodded lightly. This man gave him a very strange feeling. Although there was no murderous intention in him, he gave him a faint sense of crisis. This feeling was like gangrene in the bones. Why? Can't get rid of it.
"Thank you, Brother Dao!" Zhan Jian nodded lightly and then drifted away.
He accidentally heard Wen Zhou mention that this person had obtained a quota to enter the Great Market, so he came here specifically to see him.
But when I saw it, I was extremely disappointed. The Qi machine did not have the majestic power to shake Yueyang City, but was dull and unremarkable. Such people, no matter how hard they try, will never be able to step into the realm of the venerable. If they do not become the venerable, they will remain miserable throughout their lives. It's an ant.
Ouyang Ming had a thoughtful look in his eyes, shook his head, and laughed softly. Although he didn't know the origin of this person or the purpose of his sudden appearance, since the other party showed no hostility, he no longer looked for trouble.
The sky soon cleared up, and Ling Yue walked up step by step along the path that wound like a dragon.
Before anyone arrived, the voice came first: "Brother Yu, please leave me with the Qiyao Pill."
"Brother Ling, there is no need to be so polite between us, it's too polite." Ouyang Ming smiled heartily.
Immediately, his thoughts changed, and the light in his eyes slowly condensed, shining brightly, like a long knife that could pierce the sky, a sharp intention burst out, and then said: "Brother Ling, let's go, I want to see it too , What are the abilities of people who break through this step?"
At this moment, Ouyang Ming was like a long knife that could pierce the sky in Ling Yue's eyes.
The light can overwhelm eternity and split mountains and rocks. Even if the sky is in front of him, he will dare to dig a hole for you.
Soon, the two of them galloped away and arrived at the small courtyard where Wen Zhou was.
When they first entered the house, Wen Zhou held a kettle in his hand and was watering the flowers. He hissed softly, signaling the two of them not to talk. He watered each flower very carefully. After half an hour, Wen Zhou straightened up. He came up, let out a light breath, and said, "Coming?"
"I've met Master!" Ling Yue looked respectful and clasped his fists heavily.
Wen Zhou waved his hand and put down the kettle in his hand.
He sighed: "I only have you two disciples. Naturally, I want you to live in harmony, but this is just a wish, not a reality. This is the spiritual world. The strong is the king and the fittest survive. I hope you will not hold grudges as a teacher." He He sighed in his heart and thought to himself, but Jian Chengzhe is too obsessed with winning and losing, and is narrow-minded and has no ambitions. In this life, the middle level of the spirit has been his limit. He doesn't know that this evaluation is different from Gu Gengren's evaluation. Surprisingly consistent.
In his heart, it is most suitable for Ling Yue to give this Qi Yao Pill.
Not long after, Gu Gengren was followed by an old man in black robes, who slowly came to the small courtyard. Jian Chengzhe was a little farther away, with a flattering look on his face, and there was a hint of cruelty hidden deep in his eyes. hot.
Guanyue also quietly ran away from her master. After all, in her heart, this was a big deal for Ling Yue. If Qi Yao Dan is used properly, there is hope for breaking through to the first level of a spiritual being.
Wen Zhou looked at Jian Chengzhe's expression and sighed in his heart. There was demonic intent entwining his Taoist heart, so how could he make any progress? He was extremely disappointed with Jian Chengzhe, his disciple.
Suppressing this thought, he flicked his sleeves and said in a cold voice: "There is only one Qiyao Pill, let's make a gentleman's agreement now."
As soon as his voice fell, his eyebrows knitted together tightly, his face was extremely solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Jian Chengzhe, this time, you asked Gu Gengren to be your helper, right?" The voice was not loud, But there is a kind of coercion from a superior person contained in it. After all, Wen Zhou is a powerful elder. Even if he is a peak spiritual person, he would not dare to make a mistake in front of him. Otherwise, he will not get a quota to enter the Great Market every year.
"Yes!" Jian Chengzhe nodded immediately, feeling happy.
In his heart, a spell caster must be no match for Gu Gengren. This is someone who knows this from birth.
Wen Zhou asked Ling Yue the same question again, and Ling Yue naturally nodded repeatedly.
"Okay, since everything has been said personally, let's get started." He made a decision with a wave of his hand.
"Do you think Brother Yu can win?" Guanyue looked worried and looked at Ling Yue.
"We will definitely win!" Ling Yue lowered his chin and looked into her eyes.
Just as the two were talking, Ouyang Ming had a thought and saw the space bag flashing with white light, which looked extremely soft and enveloped him. When the white light dispersed, he had already held Liehuo Hancicada in his hand and cast a spell. , turned into a green light and soared into the sky, reaching the extreme speed. Now he is a spell caster, and his skills can only be used in a wide space.
Gu Gengren didn't stop him. He integrated his body into this world and reached the top of the mountain.
He flipped his wrist, took out a ancient guqin, and said with a chuckle: "From the first time I met you, I had a hunch that I would fight you. This is fate, there is no escape, and this War is just the starting point, not the end." His voice was filled with emotion.
"It's just your inner demons. If you really want to leave, you don't have to worry about Qiyao Pill." Ouyang Ming replied.
"Inner demon?" Gu Gengren shook his head.
The two engaged in verbal exchanges from the beginning, each trying to put the other down.
Wen Zhou waved his sleeves and said in a calm voice: "Ling Yue, look good. These two are both extraordinary talents. This kind of battle is rare. If you can gain some insights, it will be of great benefit to your future practice."
"I sincerely follow Master's teachings..." Ling Yue stood beside Guanyue and spoke respectfully.
The sound reached Jian Chengzhe's ears, which made him a little bit disgusted.
As if there was a mess in my heart, I thought to myself, if you only tell your junior brother, but not me, am I not your disciple? The resentment towards Ling Yue became deeper and deeper in his heart, and he even felt a trace of resentment toward Wen Zhou.
"Fight!" Ouyang Ming shouted softly, and the three cracks on Liehuo Hancicada lit up at the same time, and countless runes jumped.
He raised his hand and pointed, and the top of the mountain surged like a tide. This area covered dozens of feet, and the rocks, grass and trees all swayed regularly.
Ouyang Ming exhaled a breath of green air and said calmly: "Stone Cone Technique!"
The voice has not yet fallen, the world has changed!
The land within tens of feet seemed to be squeezed from both sides to the middle by a pair of invisible giant hands. Countless stone cones protruded, and a breath as thick as a mountain rippled out. Immediately afterwards, countless stone cones seemed to be pulled out of the earth, spinning rapidly, aiming at Gu Gengren from all directions and crushing them away, almost instantly.
Just like a heavy rain hitting plantain trees, it is dense and fast.
If it were just like this, it would be nothing more than countless stone cones gathered together in vain.
Ouyang Ming pointed his finger in the air, and the stone cone shattered instantly. Countless piercing sounds overlapped and were extremely sharp. The stone cone was like countless shrapnel blasted away by huge force, with extremely strong impact force. Go straight to Gu Gengren.
Looking down from the sky, it looks like countless streams of light with tail wings, condensing towards a single point.
But even after seeing such a terrifying scene, Gu Gengren's expression not only remained unchanged, but also revealed a look of surprise. He sat cross-legged and whispered, "This move is a good one."
In the wind, her white clothes are fluttering, and her bare hands are waving the strings of the piano.
A crisp sound echoed, and a trace of ripples visible to the naked eye rose up in the space. It rolled violently and wrinkled like the surface of a lake. Wherever it passed, a strong tearing force spread out, shooting out the air. The gravel that came was crumbling inch by inch.
Both of them did not test, and the high-level combat power of the spirit master was perfectly displayed as soon as they struck. Every blow had the power to split mountains and crack rocks.
Wen Zhou looked at the mountain top that had become a mess, his face changed slightly, and he thought to himself, is this kind of combat power really achievable by high-level spiritual beings? Even if you are a peak spiritual person, you have to use it with all your strength, right? Whether it was Ou Yangming's Stone Cone Technique or the sound of the piano emanating from Gu Gengren's palm, he felt as if his scalp was numb, as if even a trace of it would cause him to be seriously injured.
He knew in his heart that if he faced any one of them, he would definitely lose.
Guanyue was also frightened in her heart. Although she knew that these two people were very strong, she never expected that they could be so strong. Every blow was filled with undercurrents and hidden murderous intent.
He gently drew a circle in Ling Yue's palm with his fingers, and said with a worried look on his face: "The two of them are really evenly matched, and they won't give an inch."
"Yes, they have been fighting each other since they met, and they have been fighting with each other, but no one has benefited. Now they are extremely powerful when they take action. This time, it is a bit difficult. They are not simple people. It is natural to want to win. It's not simple either." Ling Yue let Guanyue draw circles on his palm, looked at the mountain top, and spoke in a low voice.