Chapter 162: How might the mighty, dance alone in the empty lotus platform

Qiye said this with courtesy and high-sounding words. He could really pretend in front of everyone. What did he say that he just didn't have the chance to receive education? Feng Junzi fought with him at least twice! The first time was Qiye attacking me at night, and Han Ziying and Qixin came to help but could not subdue him. Later, Qixin was in danger. Feng Junzi suddenly appeared and grabbed the Red Snake Whip, but was stabbed in his chest. Qiye was also injured by Han Ziying's jade cutting knife. The second time was that he and Fei Yan came to seize the Nine-Turn Purple Golden Pill. Feng Junzi flew down from the sky to stop him, but during the battle, he fell for no reason. Poor Axiu suffered a disaster to save people. Qiye said this clearly, which was a secret provocation, deliberately making Feng Junzi angry.

However, Feng Junzi was not angry. He looked a little dazed, as if he was distracted, as if he was thinking about something. Today, both of them had a wonderful Q&A, but from the beginning, Feng Junzi gave me a slower reaction than usual, and seemed to be thinking about something while asking questions and answering questions.

The title was written by Qiye, so he was certainly prepared. Feng Junzi followed the other party’s title and had no detailed preparation in advance, but it shouldn’t be for him? He should have guessed what Qiye’s allusion would be related to. Feng Junzi looked at Qiye with his eyes, as if he was looking at the void and thoughtful. Since he finished memorizing the passage from "Zhuangzi", he has always been like this. Looking at his expression, I suddenly realized something and remembered one thing, which was the technique of "fasting" taught by Feng Junzi.

Feng Junzi punished me to not eat for three months and took the opportunity to teach me fasting. He said that the art of fasting has the best, middle and lower grades, the best grade is the art of immortals, the middle grade is the art of real people, and the lower grade is the art of ordinary people. He said that I cannot understand the best grade of immortals, and when I reach the realm, I will naturally know that I taught me a method of "picking the sun" of the middle grade of fasting. The mantra of this fasting technique is exactly the passage Feng Junzi quoted from "Zhuangzi" today. I remember that he also explained it at that time--

"The so-called fasting means not eating grains. What does not mean not eating grains? It means not taking acquired things, and concentrating the mind can help all things. Doing without relying on them, growing without slaughtering, returning to the true nature... Not eating grains can make the grains mature! This top-grade fairy fasting technique is a great state and has nothing to do with whether to eat or not. You cannot learn it and need to practice yourself. I can only talk about so much now. When you reach the state in the future, ask me again." (See 97 Chapters)

His explanation on that day was the immortal realm of "use of things". So the reason why he looked at Qiye was tragically in the strange sense of Qiye. Why didn't these contents be mentioned in Qiye's divine consciousness? - With Qiye's achievements today, why can't you understand this question and don't ask this question? He Xi Zhenren coughed again, interrupting Feng Junzi's divine state and asked: "Senior Young Master, do you have any opinions on the words of Qiye's head?"

Feng Junzi came back to his senses: "I have no objection, Qiye, please--"

Qiye: "Since that's the case, I'm so ugly."

Everyone was waiting for Qiye to appear first, but Qiye sat there without standing up. He threw the Fengjie in his hand into the sky. Chengfengjie was like a delicate crystal shuttle flying to the heights with the sublimated wind, and then was caught by a hand in the sky! This hand was Qiye's hand, but Qiye himself was still sitting in his seat, looking closed and resting. There was Qiye underground, and another Qiye appeared in the sky. Everyone let out a scream of amazement, and I was no exception! This is the first time that many people have witnessed the appearance of the Yang God of the Elixir Master with their own eyes!

I can do the method of trance, but I have not refined the Yang God to be able to use the Three Dreams to produce Yin God. And the Seven Leaves in the sky, under the scorching sun, everyone can see clearly, and they are holding the Fengjie in their hands and floating in the air. I can tell at a glance that it is the Yang God, because the Seven Leaves are running naked in the sky with their butts naked!

The Yang Shen looks no different from the real person, but there is a little difference - not wearing clothes. This is also a very funny phenomenon. The practitioner condenses the Yang Shen, but the clothes he wears cannot, so the Yang Shen appears as his body. Of course, I said that he ran naked is a joke. What everyone saw was not the naked Qiye. His body was covered with a layer of crystal clear invisible wind like flowing water glass, reflecting all kinds of light and shadows, giving me the feeling that it was like watching a person in the shower through frosted glass and water mist. However, at this time, the Yang Shen appeared in the sky. I guess no one would think so. Everyone felt that the immortal standing in the sky was a flowing light.

The Qiye waved in the air to present the wind, rolled up a whistling wind and headed eastward, landing on the top of Chengshu Peak. Zhengyi Sanshan is the highest of Fangzheng Peak where we are, but the venue of the Dharma Exercise Conference is not at the top. The height of the venue is exactly the same as the peaks of the two peaks of the Dharma pillar. From this position, the peak of Chengshu Peak is already ten kilometers away. Even people with good eyes can only see a shiny little dot. What do you want to do when you run so far?

Everyone was guessing, and Qiye's voice came from afar: "The venue of the Dharma Performance Conference is not enough for us to perform. Senior Young Master and I might as well fight in the sky between these two mountains so that I can also experience the various magical skills of Young Master, so that everyone can see clearly."

As he spoke, the shiny dot on the distant peak was constantly expanding and enlarging. The seven-leaf Yang God grew with the wind. From this perspective, his facial features were vaguely visible - so it is speculated that his body was at least a hundred feet high! The magic weapon Chengfengjie in his hand was originally a three-foot-long transparent branch, but now it also emits a delicate and transparent layer of tangible crystal light. With his body, the size remains unchanged to the original shape of his real body holding Chengfengjie.

Qiye's appearance was full of spirit and mighty power. He probably had thought in private that how to take the limelight from the beginning and overwhelm the other party in momentum. Everyone turned around to see Feng Junzi. Qiye was so cool. What more powerful tricks could Feng Junzi play? Before attending the performance conference, Feng Junzi took the shiny light feathers I carried with me, saying it was useful. However, I didn't see him take it out at this time, and I was still sitting there holding Hei Ruyi in my hand.

Everyone thought he would throw Hei Ruyi into the sky like Qiye, but Feng Junzi didn't. He waved Hei Ruyi, and in an instant, I couldn't see anything! Everyone felt a blazing black flames ignited beside him, exactly the same as the Kyuhai Karma Fire I saw not long ago. But I knew that this was not Kyuhai Karma Fire, it was just a look, covering the entire venue more like a huge thick black fog that could not be melted, and even stretched out my hand to see my five fingers.

It was just a moment, and everyone's eyes lit up and saw a huge black cloud like a canopy rising. The size of this black cloud could cover the entire venue of the Magic Performance Conference. The black cloud rose into the air and turned into a huge mushroom-shaped cloud with its tail and fell to the top of the Magic Pillar Peak, covering the entire peak of the Magic Pillar Peak.

I glanced at Feng Junzi sitting on the field. He also closed his eyes and rested, and Hei Ruyi was still holding it in his hand. He didn't bring this artifact to the sky? On the top of the Dharma pillar peak opposite the Qiye Leaf was a black cloud, without Feng Junzi's shadow. Everyone stared at the wide eyes and waited to see how Feng Junzi's Yang Shen appeared?

The black cloud began to rise around it, gradually curling and forming, as if it had condensed into the shape of a substantial sculpture. Everyone recognized this shape, exactly the same as the twelve lotus platform where Ge Jujizan Living Buddha's golden body magic, but it was just black. After the huge black lotus platform was formed, the twelve black petals slowly opened outwards, just like a black lotus blooming. At this time, countless rays of light shot out from the middle of the lotus platform, and the colorful changes were extremely dazzling! Feng Junzi's figure was exposed in the opened petals, which looked no different from the size of the seven leaves, and his whole body was covered with colorful light.

Imagine what it would look like if someone had colorful rag strips on his body? They were wandering beggars. But what would it look like if these rag strips turned into colorful light strips? That would be the gods descended to earth. Feng Junzi's gimmick is quite a bit!

Feng Junzi's colorful sun god stood on the lotus platform and said loudly: "Qianye, I am a senior after all. I cannot bully the small with the big ones. Today I only defend but not attack. As long as you can knock me off this cloud platform, the battle will be over."

Feng Junzi breathed a lot, and when he opened his mouth, he didn't take Qiye seriously, and even said words that only defended but not attacked. The younger disciples didn't know, but the masters present and Qiye himself understood. Qiye asked coldly: "You should not hurt each other at the martial arts performance conference, and there is no need to decide the winner. Senior Master said this, do you know what it means to be knocked down from the sky? Are you forcing Qiye to hurt others?"

Feng Junzi smiled and shook his head: "You misunderstood. I didn't force you to hurt others. Even if you knock me down from the clouds, I can't be hurt at all. In such an occasion, I will not speak casually as I am." Feng Junzi said so confidently, and everyone present took a breath.

When the host of He Xi in the venue saw that the situation in the sky had changed, he was about to dissuade him, but was stopped by a person: "Don't panic, let him take action, I won't be in trouble." As soon as this person spoke, he scared He Xi, who had always been steady, and almost screamed. Some people happened to see what happened on the high platform in the center of the venue, and they opened their mouths in surprise and forgot to close them. Some people next to them found something wrong with their companions and looked over. Soon, more than 3,000 people in the venue saw it.

The person who spoke was not someone else, but it was Feng Junzi sitting on the stage!

Yang Shen was far away from the clouds ten kilometers away. How could the body left behind speak? Not to mention He Xi, even the real person Shouzheng and Ge Jujizan Living Buddha beside Feng Junzi were shocked. Feng Junzi held the Heiruyi slanted fingering peak in his right hand, and the teapot in his left hand was drinking water. He was just talking to He Xi. No need to listen to him anymore, just look at his cross-legged legs and toes shaking, you know that he was not at all in a daze.

Everyone was shocked and turned their heads to look at the clouds in the distance. Qiye's Yang Shen was looking at Feng Junzi's "Yang Shen" with an angry look on his face, while "Feng Junzi" looked at him with a smile. Could it be that it wasn't Yang Shen? It must not be Yang Shen! What? It wasn't an illusion created by Feng Junzi! But who could use an illusion to fight with the Yang Shen, a top master like Qiye? Qiye didn't notice it!

I looked at Feng Junzi in the sky wearing colorful lights all over the sky, and suddenly I felt familiar. When I was fighting with Fu Qiong, his light feather emitted this kind of light, and the outline of the light knife of the light feather can change with magic power. Could that "Yang Shen" be transformed by Hao Guangyu? No wonder Feng Junzi wanted to take Hao Guangyu from me. What did he do? Don't say I don't know, even the real person who guarded the king looked at the expression.

Although I don’t know what happened, everyone at the Dharma Assembly already understood that the Yang Shen in the sky was not Feng Junzi. No wonder he was not afraid of being knocked down by Qiye. Only one person was kept in the dark, that was Qiye who confronted Feng Junzi in the sky. He stared at his opponent with full concentration, without paying attention to what happened in the distant place. From the beginning of this battle, Qiye has been based on the "unbeatable" place. No matter whether he can defeat Feng Junzi's "Yang Shen", he will leave a laughing stock from now on. Even if the disciples of the Hainan Sect want to tell Qiye, it is difficult to speak out in this public place, which will make the leader even more embarrassed.

Qiye on Chengshu Peak was so angry that Feng Junzi didn't say anything for a long time, and finally said coldly: "Since senior is so confident, Qiye dared to offend him." He decided to take action. Everyone was not worried about Feng Junzi now, but just curious about what happened to Feng Junzi in the sky? Will Qiye destroy this illusion with one move? Feng Junzi is also arrogant and embarrassing!

I saw Qiye wave Chengfengjie with his right hand and slap the palm of his left hand. The sound was not loud, but it was as if it was close to me! With the sound of Chengfengjie, my spiritual sense had a sense of sensation - the air began to solidify, becoming sticky, making people feel difficult to breathe. I have seen the magic that Qiye used to treat Feng Junzi, which was the "unmoving wind" that Feng Junzi used to fight Yu Cangwu. Now it is used by Chengfengjie, and its power is even greater.

Qiye slapped the Fengjie several times again. On the top of Chengshu Peak, the air was compressed by a huge force, and suddenly squeezed from the center of all directions. Everyone could see that because the black lotus platform under Feng Junzi's feet was squeezed and contracted inward, slightly open, and then contracted inward even more violently, as if the enemy could not stop the moving wind from all directions.

Gradually, the lotus platform was no longer in shape and was about to shatter under the feet of "Feng Junzi". At this time, Feng Junzi, who was sitting in the field, picked up Hei Ruyi, and the twelve petals of lotus platform suddenly rolled upwards, just like the upside-down shot of flowers blooming, harvesting a bud shape, wrapping the entire "Yang Shen". A huge "black egg" appeared opposite the seven leaves, and Feng Junzi's "Yang Shen" could not be seen at all.

Qiye stopped his movements, and he stretched out his hand to throw Chengfengjie out, held it in the air, and then blew forward in the void! However, a sound of gold and iron sound came from the Dharma pillar peak ten kilometers away, mixed with the sound of wind breaking through the air. The huge black egg was shaken and trembled in the air, but it did not break. It seemed like a ball of invisible and intangible black gas was shrouded, not afraid of the impact of this vibration.

Qiye soon discovered that this black gas was very strange, and such a magic attack could not work. He used his hand to slowly rotate Chengfengjie in the air, not to turn around, but to rotate around the axis like being rubbed by two invisible hands. Even twenty miles away, I could hear the buzzing sound from Chengfengjie, like a swarm of bees flying by. With the sound, countless sharp wind blades continued to roll towards the black gas. The power of this wind blade in the sky was a little stronger than the strong wind I had encountered on the alchemy peak.

This invisible and intangible black air could not stop the small and sharp wind blades, and was torn apart one by one. Each of the broken holes had colorful glows, but Feng Junzi in the middle did not react at all. The wind ridge buzzed and the wind blades were whistling all over the sky. The huge black air ball was impacted like a broken ball emitting light everywhere. However, strangely, although this big black ball was torn apart everywhere, it could still maintain its shape. The black air around the wind blade automatically closed, and other places were torn apart by the wind blade behind...

After a cup of tea, Qiye's wind blade was already dense to the limit, and it was still impossible to tear the black gas completely. He shouted: "Du!" Chengfengjie was stationary in the air again, and then Qiye waved his hand and made a whistle sound from his mouth. Chengfengjie flattened in the air, spinning rapidly towards the fan, dancing into a round and virtual light! At the same time, Qiye laughed: "Senior Young Master, are you holding a nest to hatch eggs?"

Qiye's words were interesting, and many people laughed. But Qiye's face was very serious. If he couldn't even tear a black egg apart after three moves, then he wouldn't fight. So he was determined to win this blow.

As Chengfengjie rotated, a whirlwind blew around the black air on another mountain. The whirlwind turned faster and faster with a strange scream, gradually rolling away the black mist from the outside! The black air tried its best to gather, and the power of the whirlwind became even stronger and could not stop spreading outward in a spiral shape. Gradually, light pierced through the black mist, and Feng Junzi's figure appeared again, and the black cloud surrounding him had rotated into a large disc spiral shape. Feng Junzi was standing in the middle of the black air spiral.

It was just a few words, and it was impossible to describe the spectacular scene in my eyes. Above a high mountain, a huge black cloud rolled into a spiral of thousands of feet long by the strong wind, and rotated rapidly around the top of the mountain, like a terrible dark storm. In the middle of the eyes of the storm, a figure as high as a hundred feet tall stood, and the whole body emitted colorful rays of light soaring into the sky. The black clouds were like leaves of a huge fan, dancing with the wind in front of the seven leaves, but the human body stood still in the void.

Chengfengjie has danced into a white light. Although the black clouds are torn apart, Feng Junzi's figure is still standing still. If the seven leaves cannot take advantage of tricks like this, the power of the whirlwind is the weakest in the center. If the "Yang Shen" is really changed by a two-foot light feather, it is not difficult to hold such a small knife in the center of the storm. What's more interesting is that Feng Junzi's image at this time shows great majesty against the backdrop of the cirrus clouds and the glow. The wind blows the clouds and dances, but it cannot blow the light.

Feng Junzi also asked at this time: "Seven-leaf Master, do you want artificial rain?"

Qiye: "I admire you, let's fight in the air, don't stand on the mountain anymore!"

Feng Junzi and Qiye are at least twenty miles away, so the farther they are, the easier it is to defend and difficult to attack. Feng Junzi took a big advantage. Qiye finally couldn't help but fight in close combat, and shouted and took Cheng Fengjie back into his hand. He stepped on a whistling divine wind under his feet, like flying slowly on the opposite side. Feng Junzi also shouted softly, put away the cirrus clouds under his feet and condensed them into the shape of a cloud platform. He stepped on the black clouds and dragged the long black mist and flew towards Qiye.

It took a moment to fly in the air for more than ten miles. Seeing the crystal clear glass set by the divine wind, it was about to collide with the colorful light accompanied by the black air, but neither of them wanted to avoid it. Qiye raised it high and waved it forward, and saw a transparent vortex-shaped wave from him, shooting forward, causing the refraction of the surrounding air to occur sharply. A sharp edge was forward, and a huge rotating cone formed behind it. Qiye concentrated all his magic power at one point, attacking the point between the light and the darkness, which was the place where Feng Junzi's "Yang God" stood. Qiye also discovered the strangeness of the black cloud under the other's feet. Only by forcing Feng Junzi to leave the black cloud would he have more opportunities to knock him down from the air.

A master like Qiye sacrificed the Yang Shen and waved his hand to the full force of the magical artifact such as Chengfengjie. Not to mention Feng Junzi, no one in the world can stop his sharp edge without fighting back. Why doesn’t Feng Junzi flash? He will definitely not be able to take it in a head-on way! Everyone is thinking this way.

As expected, the sharp impact hit the sky, as silent thunder flashed in the air. The disciples with shallow cultivation on Fang Zheng Peak could not help but shake. Feng Junzi, who was wearing colorful light and the black clouds under his feet were shattered by this extremely sharp blow, turning into light rain and scattered black air. Everyone exclaimed!
Chapter completed!