After receiving Liu Haichan's punch, Ji Boyi felt a sharp pain in his hands and realized that he was serious. Seeing his left hand retracted and his long-prepared right fist swung out again, he did not dare to neglect, and his whole body was purple.

The rays of light bloom, particularly conspicuous in the dark night.

It's just that Liu Haichan's punch was like a thunderbolt from the blue, blasting away the clouds and mist one by one. It put a huge pressure on him from his voice, momentum, and what he saw. In terms of condensing his true energy and cultivating his state of mind, Ji Boyi still fell short.

He has been experienced for decades. However, he is not an easy person. Over the years, he has immersed himself in Taoism, verified and integrated the inner alchemy techniques of various Dao sects, and created his own martial arts path.

His mind sank into a state of no thoughts and thoughts, and nothing outside could shake his confidence. This is the inner alchemy of the Qingwei sect, which emphasizes that the internal environment does not leave, the external environment does not enter, and the energy of the whole body is released according to the orifice.

This is the superior artistic conception of using stillness to stop and using defense instead of attack.

As for this, Liu Haichan's monstrous power could no longer affect him. In the violent storm of the offensive, he could still calmly peek through the gap between the fists. Taking this opportunity, Ji Boyi's palms were like the highest

Ming's piano master cut into the gap between the fists with his five fingers, and moved the Qianjin four or two times. Liu Haichan's Qi Jin from the front just entered, but he turned back to counteract the last punch.

"Huh!"

After thirteen punches in a row were easily broken by his disciple, Liu Haichan could no longer remain calm and retreated without making any further moves.

"You have used the Qingwei Sect's Talisman Zhengfa to such an extent. If Nan Bidao saw it, he would probably be so shocked that his eyes would pop out."

After hearing this, Ji Boyi just smiled slightly and dispersed the punch in his palm. This was Liu Haichan's thirteenth punch. He had borrowed it. He originally planned to resist the next punch, but who knew that he would retreat and could only disperse it.

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"There is no need to use the Talisman Zhengfa now. I am not Cheng Yuanjun. I know that I can't control this kind of power, but I still go against the will of heaven without knowing what I can do. I just borrowed the luck control method, which controls the true energy.

Being still and motionless for a while, the artistic conception that can be felt and understood is of great use."

After hearing this, Liu Haichan laughed and scolded: "You get a bargain and act like a good boy. If Nan Bidao uses this set of skills, I can only retreat. As for you, I'm afraid you won't be able to fully control my Taixu Wuji Zhenqi."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Haichan immediately took action. This time it was no longer the boundless energy like the blue sky and the sea, but the raging waves of true energy like the Optimus Pillar. The most rare thing is that the true energy changes from three to three as it travels.

Stacking, condensing all the power into one point, far exceeds the limit that Ji Game can control.

"Master, please come and try the 'Shenxiao Thunder Technique' that my disciple has learned and sold now. It has the artistic conception of 'go up to the sky, and go to the earth for millions'."

Ji Boyi made a strange seal with both hands, and the Zixia Qi in his meridians surged out wildly. The whole body was surrounded by clouds and mist, and he seemed to be in a trance above the ninth level of the sky. A subtle thunder sounded, "ZZZZZZ

"Here" is like a purple electric light cutting through the clouds and mist, spilling out from the palm, and striking together with Liu Haichan's fist energy condensed into substance.

Amidst the sound of thunder, people ten miles away were awakened by the huge noise, but they all thought it was a heavy rainstorm and had no idea that it was just the sound made by two Taoists fighting each other.

Liu Haichan really miscalculated this time. He didn't expect this. He was blasted away by the Five Thunder Techniques of the Shenxiao Sect. His concentrated fist strength was blown away. Unprepared, the purple electric light even broke through his body-protecting essence.

He was so angry that his monk's robe was stained with several scorched black spots.

"How much have you learned, kid? Aren't you afraid that your artistic conception will become different in the end and its power will be greatly reduced?"

Without paying attention to his own appearance, Liu Haichan asked curiously. "Artistic conception" is naturally the best thing that suits you. After understanding it, you can even grow with your own mood changes. It's not "

"Fengtian Sword Intention" is a half-baked idea that can only be used but not modified. Just now Ji Game changed three different artistic conceptions when he started, except for the first one "the best is like water" which was his own understanding of the Xiaoxiao Yangtze River in his several years in Wuchang

As for achievements, the rest, whether it is the Qingwei sect's "Stay still, feel and understand" or the Shenxiao sect's "High to the sky, go to the earth for millions", they are the inherited methods of other Taoist sects, not their cultivation.

Even if you understand the mysterious power, it is impossible to exert 100% of its power, and it may even make your own artistic conception confused and chaotic.

"Master, it's not like you don't know that my disciple has a very wild temperament. He wants to learn whatever good things he sees, so when he is cultivating his own 'artistic conception', he specially developed a method that can melt the artistic conceptions of various schools, and

With the special artistic conception of growth, I named it 'Mysterious and Mysterious, the Door of All Wonders', and the last two levels of Zixia Gong were created for this purpose."

As soon as Ji Boyi finished speaking, Liu Haichan's fist came again. This time he really didn't hold back, because when he struck, it was not only boundless energy, but also his unique artistic conception.

Like an immortal sitting in the ninth heaven, he blew a gentle breath at the mortals on the earth. The breath turned into a breeze the moment it was exhaled, then turned into a strong wind, a violent wind, and finally turned into a tornado roaring in the sky and the earth.

It is as powerful as destroying the world.

Ji Game knows that these are just illusions. The tornado that sweeps the world and absorbs everything does not exist at all. It is all just an illusion evolved from a fist. However, although it is an illusion, the power of this punch is real.

, if it is hit solidly, the consequences will not be much better than being involved in a storm.

Putting away the smile on his face, Ji Boyi cursed in his mouth: "You really think I am a genius, how come I have spent all my time trying to keep the bottom of the box? Do you want to cut off our Huashan Taoism?"

At this time, Ji Boyi regretted that he had acted without knowing the importance of the move. He suppressed Liu Haichan and let this good-looking master use his own artistic conception at all costs. This was not his half-hearted "mysterious and mysterious", but an old Taoist priest.

The artistic conception of Dacheng that has been tempered for decades. While retreating, Ji Boyi's thoughts were constantly colliding with each other, thinking of ways to break the move. He turned his eyes around the hall and suddenly noticed in his heart.

Lingxu Step, Jin Yan Kung, Fishing Toad Step...all kinds of light kung fu were integrated into one by Ji Boyi at this moment, making his figure pass through the courtyard like a phantom of blue smoke and fly into the hall. Liu Haichan's heart

Out of curiosity, he slowed down for a moment, then increased his strength, raising his artistic conception to 80%. A tornado-like punch followed and blasted into the hall.

At this moment, a crisp sword chant was heard, like the sound of a true dragon flying beyond the sky, and a sword light reached through the sky and the vast sky. With the peerless edge, it cut through the tornado like a bamboo, and the cold light

The overflowing sword blade passed over Liu Haichan, who had a shocked face, and brought up a strand of crystal white hair.

"As the saying goes, no matter how high your martial arts skills are, you are still afraid of the kitchen knife. Master, although your fists are strong, you may not be able to compete with my Fengtian Sword Intention in Lin'an, where the dragon vein is located."

Ji Boyi proudly curled the long sword in his hand into a sword flower. Although he has not held the sword in these years, he has enshrined this sword of the emperor in his hall. In addition to cultivating his state of mind, he also wanted to confuse people.

Those who have ulterior motives.

Unexpectedly, just after he finished feeling proud, he was hit hard on the top of his head. The pain caused him to put down the sword in his hand and squat down holding his head.

"You brat, you went to the house and uncovered the tiles without being taught a lesson for a few days. You really think it's a magical weapon that is omnipotent. If an expert uses all his strength, he can beat your ass to pieces."

Liu Haichan, who felt that he had lost face, slapped Ji Boyi who was squatting on the ground hard, which was considered a relief.

After feeling that Liu Haichan was not about to take action, Ji Boyi straightened his dirty Taoist robes and hid a little timidly towards Feng Heng.

"Okay, brat, you can ask the emperor for leave tomorrow and go somewhere with me."

Ji Boyi was very puzzled, because Liu Haichan's tone when he said this was more decisive and decisive than usual, and even had a vague sense of dejection.

"where?"

Faced with the questions from his disciple, Liu Haichan did not hide anything: "The old Taoist feels that he is almost done with the Lotus Peak of Huashan Mountain. It's time to go back there and die!"

"master!"

Ji Boyi was shocked and didn't know what to say. Although he had known that such a day would come, but when it actually came, he still felt a pain like a knife in his heart. It was as if the most important part of himself had been dug away.

"Don't cry sadly, I still have a few years to live, but I am greedy for this world of mortals, so I hope that I can overcome the barrier of life and death and live for a few more decades. Unfortunately, it was too late when I obtained the 'Xuan Guan Acupoint'.

If it had been twenty years earlier, I would have been confident that I would live for two decades."

Liu Haichan thought about this decision for a long time, and finally made up his mind after today's discussion with Ji Boyi. Because he knew that this apprentice was already a master who was not inferior to him, and even without his protection, he could dominate the world.

"Master, let's leave tonight. The emperor will definitely not let me leave Lin'an, so don't pay attention to him."

"Good disciple, this is what we are like as monks. For us, secular imperial power is just a passing cloud. Only our own freedom is real."

Liu Haichan laughed loudly. After discussion, the master and the disciple packed their luggage and set off overnight. With their skills, the city wall could not stop them at all.

"Can you take me away?"

Suddenly, Feng Heng's firm yet cowardly voice sounded, making Ji Boyi realize that there was another person present. Liu Haichan rolled his eyes, turned around and left.

Early the next morning, outside Lin'an City, two Taoists, an old man and a young man, were walking slowly on two tall horses. Behind the young Taoist, a plainly dressed woman hugged his waist and buried her head on her back.

The half of his little face that was exposed was extremely happy.

"Boy, have everything been settled?"

Ji Boyi pretended that he couldn't see the teasing look on Liu Haichan's face, but he still couldn't bear it. However, Feng Heng only knew him in Lin'an, so he was worried about leaving her alone there. Yue Fei was at war again, so he could only

Bring it with you, just like bringing a towing oil bottle.

"I will put a letter on Brother Mingyuan's bedside. He will understand when he gets up and sees it. Unfortunately, if I leave, I will probably have no place for me in the entire Southern Song Dynasty."

Daozang has not yet been completed, and Ji Boyi's departure would be the crime of deceiving the emperor, and might even implicate Yue Fei. But Liu Haichan's life was approaching, so he couldn't care less.

"Um, hey, that's very good. Let's go, my disciple. I will take you to visit the ancestral graves."
Chapter completed!