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Chapter 201: Evolution of magical powers! (Subscribe)

"The competition begins!"

The feminine voice traveled thousands of miles, echoing in the boundless mountains with tens of thousands of peaks.

The mountains are high and low, the highest main peak is ten thousand feet long, towering into the clouds, and the low peaks on the edge are also hundreds of feet high.

A Taoist holy land covered with lush trees.

However, at this moment, Wuliang Mountain seemed very dark.

The mountain hanging upside down in the sky pressed down, not only blocking the sunlight, but also affecting the minds of many Wuliang Mountain disciples.

"Who will win?"

"It must be the ancestor!"

"The ancestor has practiced Taoism for thousands of years. He is the junior brother of the ancestor Fantian Daoist. His cultivation has long reached a level above that of a celestial being."

"Add to that the Heaven-shaking Dao technique that he has cultivated... I can't imagine how Chen Yi can win."

"How could the Heaven-shaking Dao Law of the Divine Ability Realm, which has been around for a thousand years, be no match for Chen Yi's swordsmanship that has lasted for more than ten years?"

Many disciples of Wuliang Mountain cannot see the scene above the "Mountain Sealing Formation", but that does not hinder their confidence in their ancestor's victory in the duel.

"It's a pity that the old ancestor proposed a duel of life and death, otherwise he would have been able to kill Chen Yi!"

"Yes, Senior Brother Liu and Senior Brother Fang died so tragically, but the ancestor still treated Chen Yi with such courtesy. I, I don't understand!"

"Ah, maybe the ancestor is not satisfied with what we have done in recent years."

"Brother is right. Ever since the battle at Beixiong Pass where hundreds of disciples were killed or injured, some changes have taken place within the sect."

"Whether it's the headmaster, the elders, or the disciples of each peak, most of them act erratically and overbearingly."

"Wuliang Mountain, which was once the 'number one Taoist sect', often maintained close contact with other Taoist sects, but in recent years it has become 'comfortable with its own ways'."

"This is the truth, but why is Chen Yi so overbearing?"

"Why?"

"Because he is the number one genius, because he has mastered the sword art to the point of supernatural power, and because he saved a group of geniuses at Zhennan Pass!"

"But someone in Wuliang Mountain has colluded with demons and barbarians in an attempt to overthrow Zhennan Pass..."

When Lou Yuchun heard the discussions of the disciples around him, his face turned a little unhappy and he felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.

He didn't think there was anything wrong before, but now after listening to it, he realized that they in Wuliang Mountain had not interacted with other Taoist sects for a long time.

It was obvious that decades ago, before he took over the position of the leader of Wuliang Mountain, many disciples of Wuliang Mountain would communicate with other Taoist holy places.

Just like when he first went down the mountain to travel, his first stop was Taixu Taoist Sect, where he competed and exchanged ideas with Xiao Huang at that time.

Afterwards, he went to Yuhua Xianmen and set up an arena to challenge the geniuses of Yuhua Xianmen.

He fought until he became invincible in the Taoist sect, and then he traveled in the martial arts world, went deep into the southern barbarians, traveled around the Dongzhou Islands, and went north to the Shiwan Mountains.

But now, it seems that no disciple of Wuliang Mountain is like him...

"Brother, don't think too much."

"What the ancestor said before is correct. This time, the 'Little Sword Immortal' Chen Yi's visit to the mountain for a duel is not a bad thing for Wuliang Mountain."

Lou Yushan also heard the disciples' discussion, and said in a gloomy voice:
"As soon as the ancestor wins, I will go to the Taizhou Mountain battlefield to practice hard. I don't ask for merit, but I just want to avoid mistakes."

Lou Yuchun nodded slightly, his eyes fixed on the "little sword fairy" standing face to face with the old ancestor, and he let out a long sigh.

Compared with the deaths of hundreds of disciples, the accusations from the ancestor and a group of disciples made him more sad.

He has been the sect leader for decades, but he never expected that there would be people in the sect who would associate with demons, and not just one or two.

Among them were his brother Lou Yuhuang, the elders of Fu Hai Dao, and evil demons who betrayed the sect like the "Zhen Ghost" Cen Yu...

"It is indeed time to make some changes, otherwise the thousand-year-old inheritance of Wuliang Mountain will decline in our hands."

Lou Yushan patted his shoulder with a smile on his face.

In a trance, he seemed to see his former brother, the invincible brother who traveled the world with his extraordinary magic and defeated all the geniuses.

"This time, the disciples of Taixu Dao Sect came to the mountain to compete. One day, my disciples from Wuliang Mountain will definitely go to Taixu Dao Sect to set up a competition arena!"

Lou Yuchun glanced at him and forced a smile on his face.

Even so, he knew that it was almost impossible for Wuliang Mountain to cultivate a young genius like Chen Yi.

Even if there are disciples who can overpower their peers, they cannot suppress all the disciples like Chen Yi did.

This fall is doomed to fail for them at Wuliangshan!

The discussions below did not affect the fight between Chen Yi and the Taoist priest of Gushan.

However, neither of them took direct action. Instead, they accumulated their power and observed each other.

"No flaws!"

At this moment, Chen Yi looked at the Taoist priest of Gushan who was just hanging quietly in the air, and his expression became more and more solemn.

Previously, no matter whether he was facing a big demon or a group of evil demons at the master level, they all revealed their weaknesses to a greater or lesser extent under the pressure of the sword.

Some have fragile bodies, some have insufficient spiritual power, and some have poor circulation of their true essence, demonic energy, or technical skills.

But the old Taoist priest of Gushan has none of these.

He stood there, in front of the solid mountain, and his aura was not noticeable at all.

It was as if he had become one with the mountain; his spirit, true energy, and techniques were all "as still as a mountain."

Not only him, but even the white tiger spirit under him lowered its body as if it had encountered an enemy, and its tiger claws stepped on the stars from time to time.

The old Taoist priest from Gushan had a smile on his thin face. His body was slightly hunched like an ordinary old man, and he held a whisk in one hand and placed it on the crook of his other arm.

He looked Chen Yi up and down, and something suddenly occurred to him.

"Fellow Daoist Chen Yi is young, extremely talented, and has a high level of swordsmanship, but he has not yet completely mastered the essence of his magical powers."

Supernatural powers are the "Tao" evolved from the true meaning of techniques, just like the boxing intent and true energy he cultivated, which merged with each other to evolve into the "Heaven-shaking Tao".

All things are connected.

The same is true for sword skills.

In his eyes, Chen Yi's magical powers were not integrated.

The sword is still a sword, and the magical powers are still magical powers.

Thinking of this, a smile flashed in the eyes of Taoist Gushan.

"Since fellow Daoist Little Sword Immortal is so modest, I feel offended."

As he spoke, he waved his whisk and made the "Qian" seal with his other hand, with his index finger resting on top of his middle finger.

A majestic aura emanated from him and landed on the lush mountain behind him.

Then I saw the towering mountain rumbling and shaking, and swaying several times like an earthquake.

Small hills hundreds of feet high appeared on both sides of it, surrounding the two of them.

Without hesitation, the Taoist of Gushan turned his wrist, pointed a finger at Chen Yi, and said:

"Infinite!"

In an instant, the hills leaped up one after another and smashed towards Chen Yi.

Huh?
Can the divine will that evolved from supernatural powers be used in this way?
Chen Yi's eyes twitched slightly, and a flash of enlightenment came into his mind, but he did not think deeply about it, but took a step forward.

In an instant.

He appeared in front of the old Taoist priest on Gushan Mountain, and ignored the mountain that was falling on him.

A sword thrust out.

"To capture the thief first, capture the king?"

Although he lacks the ability to use his supernatural powers, his experience in fighting is extremely high.

Weird, weird, weird!
Although the old Taoist priest from Gushan felt strange in his heart, he did not slow down in his actions.

He slid sideways and shook the whisk in his hand twice, causing the hairs to swirl and stretch, trying to wrap around the Spring Rain Sword.

Chen Yi stared at the Taoist priest of Gushan, and with a slight movement of his wrist, hundreds of sword shadows were emitted from the Chunyu Sword.

The sword shadows merged with the murderous sword intent and instantly condensed into silver-white long swords.

After circling once, these silver-white swords flew towards the swarming mountaintops one by one.

The bristles of the whisk that were entangled by the old Taoist priest from Gushan were also cut off by the long sword transformed by the sword intent.

Afterwards, the mountaintops were intertwined with the silver-white sword intent, and one after another were split into two.

"Amazing swordsmanship!"

The old Taoist priest from Gushan understood clearly in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. He turned sideways and covered his face with his hands, changing the seals one after another.

"Qian, Kun, Kun, Gen..."

Chen Yi was about to give chase when he sensed something strange with his sword. He paused and suddenly retreated three feet.

The next moment, four sharp conical mountains emerged from where he was just now.

Chen Yi frowned and looked at the Taoist priest of Gushan who was smiling, and a feeling of dissatisfaction flashed through his heart.

If he had chased after them just now, he would have been put in a very bad state by these four mountains rising from the bottom.

However, no matter how unhappy he was, after the previous collision between his sword intent and the mountain, he had already realized that his sword intent could not crush the old Taoist priest of Gushan.

In fact, let alone crushing his opponent, it was already a rare achievement for him not to lose in the clash of techniques.

"Little Sword Immortal Daoist, keep going!"

The old Taoist priest from Gushan waved his hand with a smile on his face, and waved his whisk to control the cone-shaped mountain to rotate, with the sharp end pointing directly at Chen Yi.

Chen Yi pursed his lips slightly and stopped testing. His murderous sword intent completely burst out, forming a silver-white sword blade that pierced the sky.

"Roar!"

At the same time, the White Tiger Spirit let out a terrifying roar.

Then it saw its four tiger paws step forward, and after taking three steps in succession, the three huge stars below changed their positions one by one.

Then, silver, dark, dark blue and red lights suddenly lit up, entwined and blended with each other, forming a bridge connecting to Chen Yi's body.

That's right, it is an arch bridge, silver-white all over, with black arches and red and blue pillars.

"The Bridge of Divine Will?"

The old Taoist priest from Gushan was stunned. He didn't expect that Chen Yi would surprise him again.

You should know that forming the technique and cultivating it to the level of supernatural power is only the first step, and there are several more levels to come.

The first is manifestation - the manifestation of the form of supernatural powers.

The second is the true spirit - the supernatural power is manifested, and the true spirit appears by itself, just like the mountains behind him and the white tiger divine will under Chen Yi's feet.

The third one is - the Bridge of Divine Will, which is the evidence of the beginning of the fusion of oneself and divine power.

There are several more realms behind, which even the Taoist priests of Gushan have not been able to see. I didn’t expect that…

Previously, he thought that Chen Yi's swordsmanship had just begun to develop into a supernatural power, and he still used sword techniques and sword intent as means of fighting.

Now, after seeing the appearance of the "Bridge of Divine Will", I can't help but sigh in my heart.

"Little Sword Immortal Daoist Fellow is so young, yet he has not only cultivated the meaning of the technique to the level of supernatural power, but has also taken three steps in succession... It's really terrifying!"

No matter what you think, the Taoist priest of Gushan is no less capable.

He raised his hand and waved the whisk three times.

Then he saw the mountain behind him rise ten feet, huge stone pillars emerged from below, and hundreds of them formed a mountain bridge connected by stone pillars. "Little Sword Immortal Daoist friend has extraordinary talent, I admire you!"

Having said that, the Taoist from Gushan had no intention of holding back. He threw the whisk in his hand and stepped out with the Seven Star Steps.

In the blink of an eye, he came to Chen Yi and threw a punch without any fancy moves.

The Taoism that overturns the heavens and shakes the mountains!

The fist seemed to transform into a giant mountain. When it was thrown, the giant mountain fell from the sky.

The divine power of the mountain behind him also erupted at this moment. As it shook, the mountain bridge leaned forward and pressed against the back of Taoist Lonely Mountain.

In an instant, the domineering power was completely solidified, blocking Chen Yi within ten feet!
When it was——

Chen Yi only felt a huge force pressing on him, suppressing his sword intent and body together.

The fist thrown by the Taoist priest from Gushan was only three inches in diameter, but in his eyes it seemed to cover the entire world, approaching from a distance with terrifying power.

"Well."

Chen Yi's eyes focused, the sword moved as his heart desired, he took a step forward, and the Spring Rain Sword slashed out.

Sword Three: Block the River!

The condensed silver-white sword intent formed an arc-shaped sword blade like a silk thread, blocking the fist of the Taoist priest from Gushan.

clang!
In an instant, the sword and fist stopped at the touch, as if they were evenly matched, frozen together, neither giving in at all and unable to advance an inch.

Then, the crisp sound of metal clashing resounded through heaven and earth, and an invisible force swept out from between the two men to the surroundings.

The Nine Thousand Year Old Man's expression changed slightly, and his eyes mostly fell on Chen Yi when he looked at the two of them.

He didn't expect that facing such a powerful punch, Chen Yi would be able to block it without losing ground.

"The Bridge of Divine Will, the swordsmanship is astonishing... Young Marquis Chen's talent is truly monstrous."

Thinking of this.

The Nine Thousand Year Old Man did not stop his actions. He waved his sleeves to eliminate the power generated by the fight between the two men and prevent casualties among the disciples of Wuliang Mountain below.

Lou Yuchun and others who were watching the battle not far away also looked surprised.

Like Jiu Qian Sui and Gu Shan Lao Dao Ren, Lou Yuchun realized how impulsive Chen Yi's previous thoughts were when he saw the "Bridge of Divine Will" behind him.

"Brother, it's a relief that our ancestor intervened, otherwise our Wuliang Mountain would be in danger of collapse today."

Lou Yushan felt a little scared and sighed:
"Who the hell would have thought that this 'little swordsman' could improve his swordsmanship to the third level of magical power at the age of only seventeen?"

"Yes," a sturdy Taoist priest beside him nodded in agreement:
"If we were not restricted by the 'Heaven and Earth Bridge', we would have nothing to fear, but fighting him on the Tianyuan Continent is simply courting death!"

“Even if we attack with our ‘full strength’, we will be killed one by one by him without being able to display our supernatural powers.”

"Even if we ignore the threat of the 'Heaven and Earth Bridge' and forcefully explode, not only will the outcome be unpredictable, but we will also be punished to death by the might of heaven."

A young female Taoist priest heard this, looked at Lou Yuchun who remained silent, and said:

"Brother, we were all wrong before."

Lou Yuchun pursed his lips, and his handsome face twitched slightly.

Although he was aware of his mistakes, he still looked a little embarrassed after hearing the words of his fellow disciples.

"Well, Senior Brother Lou can't be blamed for this. After all, he didn't know Chen Yi's swordsmanship was like this before."

"Who should I blame? Should I blame Chen Yi for hiding his sword skills?"

"..."

When these Taoists in the realm of supernatural powers in Wuliang Mountain were frightened, Chen Yi also felt a little sigh.

The ancient Taoist was right.

Wuliang Mountain has been the "number one in Taoism" for thousands of years and it is not a false reputation.

The depth of the foundation is beyond the imagination of outsiders.

Regardless of Lou Yuchun, Lou Yushan and others before him, the Taoist priest of Gushan who is not restricted by Taizhou Mountain can protect the thousand-year inheritance of Wuliang Mountain.

If the Taoist of Gushan had not treated him with courtesy before, it would have been difficult for him to escape unscathed if he had continued to kill according to his idea.

Even if he fought with all his might and risked his life, it would be difficult to destroy Wuliang Mountain.

At most, as he had thought before, all the disciples of Wuliang Mountain would be killed.

But that would be a threat to him, Taixu Dao Sect, Lin Xueru and others.

——If you don’t cut the grass completely, there will be endless troubles!

"Come again!"

Hearing this, the Taoist from Gushan smiled, nodded slightly, and without hesitation, dodged and delivered several punches.

One punch is heavier than the other.

After three punches, the mountain-like power was eight times as strong as the previous punch.

The art of overturning the heavens and stacking mountains!

Chen Yi's face tightened, and before the fourth punch landed, he took a sword step and came to the side of the Taoist priest of Gushan.

The Spring Rain Sword was raised up——Sword Two: Aurora!
Then a foot-wide silver-white sword intent flashed across the sky in an instant and went straight through the Taoist priest of Gushan.

Ding, ding!
Two crisp sounds rang out almost at the same time, and the whisk beside the Taoist of Gushan had already taken the shape of an umbrella, protecting his body.

Chen Yi frowned slightly. Such a fast sword was blocked?
Sure enough, those who can cultivate the techniques to the level of supernatural powers are not easy to deal with.

"It seems that after I knocked Lou Yuchun down from the air earlier, I looked down on the powerful people in the supernatural realm!"

Without mentioning his thoughts, the Taoist of Gushan, who had been standing still, held the whisk again and said with a smile:

"Your swordsmanship is indeed amazing, but your understanding of the evolution of magical powers is still insufficient."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and said without changing his expression: "Daoyou Gushan, if you have anything to say, please speak directly."

Ever since his swordsmanship reached the supernatural level, he has indeed had many puzzles.

Apart from knowing that killing demons, humans, etc. could improve his sword skills, he did not have a deep understanding of the realm of magical powers.

Now, after hearing the words of the old Taoist priest from Gushan, he became more and more clear in his mind that the realm of supernatural powers should have many wonderful uses.

"Your sword will is indeed strong. In a short period of time, you have completed the three steps of magical manifestation, true spirit and the bridge of divine will. Your talent in swordsmanship is rare in a thousand years."

As he spoke, the old Taoist from Gushan took three steps forward with an upright figure, and under his feet there was a stone mountain rising from the ground.

It seemed casual, but in fact it was as natural as flowing clouds and water, as if the stone mountain under his feet had always existed there.

"But the magical power and divine will are actually the evolution of your own swordsmanship."

Seeing the expression on Chen Yi's face, the old Taoist from Gushan smiled and pointed behind him and asked, "What about it?"

it?
Chen Yi was stunned for a moment, then looked back, "White Tiger Divine Will?"

There was nothing behind him except the white tiger's divine will which was fixed on the solid mountain and the three stars under its feet.

The Taoist priest of Gushan shook his head: "Wrong, it is not the White Tiger, but your sword will!"

mine?

Chen Yi suddenly had an idea in his mind, and he vaguely grasped something, "God's will, the will of the sword..."

That's it!

He has always regarded Xiaobai as a divine beast like Xiaoqing.

After all, one is a white tiger and the other is a blue dragon, and they can both absorb the white smoke from the corpses through the altar.

He thought that the sword formed the White Tiger Divine Will, which was also a living being.

But after being reminded by the old Taoist priest from Gushan, he finally realized that—

The White Tiger's divine will is not a living being, but the divine will of swordsmanship evolved from his magical powers!
"Little Sword Immortal Daoist Fellow, whether it is it or you, it is actually you."

When the old Taoist priest from Gushan saw the realization on his face, he once again admired his high level of comprehension and decided to say a few more words to him.

"It looks like the White Tiger Lord in the legend, but it's not."

"It is not the real White Tiger God. It is just the most suitable appearance of your sword will."

"Since ancient times, cultivators who have reached the realm of supernatural powers have generally used different techniques and intentions."

“But the older generation of monks once made a discovery on Mount Taizhou—their divine power can be seen from their appearance.”

Having said this, the old Taoist of Gushan paused and continued:

"Just like Daoist Fellow's White Tiger Divine Will and the three stars, the power they possess is murderous, sharp, domineering, etc."

"In other words, its appearance is proof that fellow Daoist has great potential in the Divine Will of the Sword Dao."

After hearing this, Chen Yi completely understood his own magical powers.

As if sensing his enlightenment, the white tiger's divine will and the three huge stars behind him quietly changed.

The pair of tiger eyes of the White Tiger God seemed much more lively, as if they had the vitality of a "human" and had emotional expressions.

The changes of the three stars were more direct. The huge spheres expanded by dozens of miles in an instant.

Not only that, the light on their surface became slightly more condensed, forming wisps of black, blue and red light from the previous mist.

Those streams of light were hidden under the mist, circling around the surface of the stars in an irregular manner.

next moment.

Chen Yi only felt that the soul in his body suddenly descended into the palace in his mind, and stepped up step by step to the throne in the center of the hall and sat down.

"He" glanced peacefully around the hall, and saw four huge golden pillars with four divine beasts, as well as the white tiger and blue dragon circling and playing in the hall.

A thought came to my mind.

Then the little white tiger and the little green dragon's spirits instantly fell on "his" side, and they were completely in tune with him.

No.

To be precise, "he" became a little white tiger, and had a telepathic connection with the little green dragon.

As the mind becomes clear.

Chen Yi only felt that he was gradually rising, and a force coming from nowhere carried his body onto the "Bridge of Divine Will".

Afterwards, he walked along the silver-white bridge surface, passed through the red and blue bridge pillars, crossed a distance of hundreds of feet, and arrived at the feet of the White Tiger Divine Will.

"My divine power and divine will... it's me..."

While murmuring, Chen Yi reached out and patted the huge white tiger's paw.

The next moment, his consciousness instantly increased and he actually merged with the White Tiger's divine will.

When I opened my eyes, I saw that the entire Wuliang Mountain had changed, as if I was recognizing the world all over again.

At the same time, he also felt endless murderous sword intent flowing in his "body".

Chen Yi knew clearly that this was not his body, but a gigantic white tiger body manifested by the divine power of swordsmanship.

"Roar!!!"

With this discovery, Chen Yi felt much more relieved and couldn't help but express his feelings - he looked up to the sky and let out a long tiger roar.

When the old Taoist priest from Gushan saw this scene, a smile appeared on his face again.

"Little Sword Immortal Daoist's talent is indeed far beyond that of ordinary people."

In fact, the step that Chen Yiming realized was the fourth step of the Divine Ability Realm -

(End of this chapter)