The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 12 Battle with Xiao Chen

The illusory Bagua emerged in his eyes, sensing some kind of vein between heaven and earth, while his mind and spirit were in harmony with the yellow mud altar in the spiritual world.

A piece of information emerged in Feng Yi's mind, giving him some insights.

Now that everything is ready, it is time to travel to the world that can help me accommodate the person and concepts of Fuxi contained in the yellow mud altar.

Once you have truly completed the acceptance of the person and the concept and completed the transformation, you will know clearly whether you are Fuxi or not!
'To seek emptiness through reduction, isomorphism in different planes, reincarnation of Fuxi, inheritance of Fuxi.'

Thoughts one after another emerged in Feng Yi's mind. Instead of feeling any fear or worry, he felt a bit of anticipation in his heart.

"This"

On the other side, seeing that Feng Yi was indeed unwilling to accept it, Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and said solemnly: "Brother Renzu Feng, rest assured, I will take good care of it. As long as I am alive, the bracelet will be there."

As he spoke, he carefully put away the purple jade bracelet and kept it close to his body.

Now, this sacred object is not just his family heirloom, it seems to be related to the overall situation of Kyushu, and may be more precious than his life.

Then, looking at the slender figure in front of him who seemed to be in a trance, after struggling for a moment, Xiao Chen couldn't help but be curious and asked softly: "Brother Feng, what is the other world? Is it our enemy in Jiuzhou?"

"Another world"

A faint voice sounded, echoing in the courtyard and drifting away with the wind.

a few days later.

In the small courtyard.

bang bang

There were bursts of collision sounds, and two figures kept crossing each other in the courtyard. They were Xiao Chen and Feng Yi.

Among them, Xiao Chen's figure seemed to turn into a ray of lightning, and countless lines emerged on his body, like an ancient engraving, making the many acupoints around his body form a mysterious star map.

With the blessing of the star map, each of his moves and each style seemed to be able to draw on the power of the stars, and was extremely powerful.

In contrast, Feng Yi seemed much more calm and composed.

There was not much fluctuation in his aura, and his moves did not seem to be very powerful, but with every move he made, he gave a feeling of being in harmony with some natural force between heaven and earth.

Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui
With each move, illusory hexagrams composed of the arrangement of yin and yang appeared, making it possible for Feng Yi to easily block Xiao Chen's moves no matter how powerful they were.

Although each of Feng Yi's moves was very casual, there was a sense of divine presence, and he just hit the weak points of Xiao Chen's energy, making it impossible for his moves to fully exert their power.

It seemed that in Feng Yi's eyes, all of Xiao Chen's flaws could not be hidden from him.

Silently, all the strength was channeled into the space between heaven and earth by the illusory hexagrams, without causing much impact on the environment of the courtyard.

At the same time, illusory hexagrams vaguely appeared under Feng Yi's feet, making his every movement instinctively follow a certain vein between heaven and earth and step on a special direction.

Between the two, Xiao Chen was attacking fiercely, while Feng Yi was just defending simply, as if he was using the other as a sparring partner to test out his own moves and magical powers.

砰

After another collision, Feng Yi felt that Xiao Chen, his sparring partner, was exhausted, and he also had the idea of ending this fight.

With a move of his feet, an illusory Bagua pattern appeared, and Feng Yi's figure instantly became illusory, as if he had become a phantom, and dissipated on the spot.

At the same time, another figure appeared beside Xiao Chen, raised his hand slightly, and fell towards him.

Feng Yi's movements were obviously not fast, but they landed at the right moment where Xiao Chen could not resist, as if he was escaping under the way of heaven, making him feel unable to avoid it.

砰

An extremely powerful force swept through his body along his palm, and Xiao Chen's Qi instantly sank, as if it was sealed for a moment, and the whole person flew out directly. However, after landing, he did not suffer any damage, obviously the opponent used soft force in the previous attack.

Just enough to defeat Xiao Chen without really hurting him, showing that Feng Yi has mastered his own strength to perfection.

It seemed like Xiao Chen had anticipated this and had long been accustomed to his own failures.

He dusted himself off, took a step forward, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Feng, your strength is getting stronger and stronger. Now I can no longer cause you any harm."

The battle just now seemed fierce, but Xiao Chen understood that the opponent was not serious at all and was just honing his skills.

If the opponent is really serious, just like the last move, I won’t be able to resist it at all.

During these days of sparring, Xiao Chen could feel that he had made great progress and could now perfectly utilize the moves and magical powers he had comprehended from the Heavenly Stele Mysterious Method.

But in comparison, he could sense the changes in the other party more clearly, which was changing every day.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel speechless.

Didn’t this ancestor of mankind say that he was the son of destiny and the protagonist of the current era?

Why did he feel like a mediocre person compared to the other party?
It seems that the ancestors are still ancestors after all, and they are not comparable to descendants like me!

Even for a protagonist of the era like myself!

After guessing that the other party was Fuxi, the ancestor of mankind, Xiao Chen gradually got used to the other party's words that he was the protagonist of the era from time to time, and even believed it a little.

However, precisely because he was often struck by the old ancestor's comprehension and growth rate, Xiao Chen did not have any arrogant thoughts and was able to maintain a normal mind at all times.

On the other side, Feng Yi restrained his breath, and the battle that had just happened emerged in his mind. He kept disassembling and reassembling it, feeling the changes and looking for his own shortcomings.

As he gained insights into the Heavenly Stele and used the power of the yellow mud altar to adjust his own skills to make them more suitable for himself, and after understanding a little bit of the principles of the Yi Dao, he felt that he was becoming more and more adept at operating the Yin-Yang and Eight Trigrams.

After these days of constant sparring with his sparring partner Xiao Chen, Feng Yi has now perfectly mastered his current strength, and it is time to choose to travel through time.

Thoughts turned in his mind. Hearing Xiao Chen's words, Feng Yi chuckled and said, "Brother Xiao, you are overpraising me. You don't have to belittle yourself. Your situation is different from mine. In fact, your progress is also very great. In my opinion, there are very few people of the same level who can beat you."

At this point, Feng Yi thought for a moment and said, "You are currently lacking real combat experience. If you have the chance, you should go out and gain some experience. It may be beneficial to your future if you truly experience fighting with other cultivators."

Of course, Feng Yi himself actually lacks real experience in life-and-death battles, but because he has the yellow mud altar, his life-saving item, and is often baptized by the Eight Origin Sounds, his spiritual realm now far exceeds his own cultivation, but this is not very obvious.

More importantly, he can travel through the heavens and experience different cultivation systems and scenery. There will be no shortage of battles and experiences in the future, so he doesn't have to worry about this.

'The real fight'

A whisper sounded, and Xiao Chen nodded, a thoughtful look on his face.

"Brother Xiao"

While the two were talking, a soft voice was heard and a figure walked over.

She was a woman in a white dress as white as snow, with a graceful figure, a cold yet gentle face, and a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

The woman came to Xiao Chen and helped him tidy up his messy clothes. A trace of worry appeared in her clear eyes. She said, "Brother Xiao, are you okay?"

"Don't worry, Ruoshui."

Seeing the figure of the woman in the white dress, Xiao Chen's expression softened and he said softly, "I'm fine, don't worry. This is not the first time we've sparred. Brother Feng knows his limits."

"Um"

(End of this chapter)