The Fuxi Road of the Heavens Beginning from the Immortal Realm

Chapter 59: Time God's Immortal Magic
After doing all this, Feng Yi felt a stir in his heart, and the Yin-Yang Bagua diagram between heaven and earth disappeared into thin air.

Then, he looked at the old sorcerer who had lost his breath and shook his head slightly.

'When your own spirit and energy have not yet become truly strong and you have not been able to fully withstand the power of nature, you are taking advantage of the power of nature in advance. If you don't make mistakes, it's fine. But if you make mistakes, this is the result! '

With this thought in mind, Feng Yi also vaguely understood why the sorcerer's cultivation system, which had a huge advantage in the early stages, had almost no decent strong people in the later stages.

The essence of the way of cultivation in this world lies in the development of one's own potential, constantly breaking one's own shackles, and completely sublimating one's own spirit.

Therefore, only power that belongs entirely to oneself can help one reach the highest peak of cultivation, especially in the later stages when one embarks on the path of the stone man or the supreme ancestor god.

The sorcerer's way, a cultivation system that borrows the power of nature, is indeed more advantageous than other cultivation systems in early battles. This can be seen from the fact that sorcerers can fly directly without even entering the realm of demigods.

But in the later period, when other systems polished their spirit to perfection and began to comprehend the changing rules of the universe, the sorcerer's system not only no longer had any advantages, but its own shortcomings in spirit also began to show, and slowly began to be annihilated by everyone.

'It seems that if you choose to take the path of the Stoneman King who incarnates into the Stone City in the future, it is better to choose the warrior training system in the early stage. If you choose to take the path of the Supreme Ancestral God who comprehends the changes of the laws of magical powers in the future, the cultivation system is very suitable.'

Countless thoughts surged in his mind. After a while, Feng Yi shook his head slightly, temporarily dispelling these thoughts.

Now all this is still very far away from him, so there is no need to think about it so much for the time being.

Moreover, the Heavenly Stele Mysterious Method that he practiced came from the great insights of many emperors, and had surpassed the limitations of various major cultivation systems. He could choose the path of any system at will.

As his thoughts turned, Feng Yi turned his gaze to the middle-aged man holding a long knife.

At this time, the middle-aged monk also completely recovered from the intimidation of the dragon's might.

However, seeing that in just a moment of distraction, several companions who were as strong as himself were killed or captured, and that the terrifying young man in black robe turned his gaze to himself, he suddenly felt an endless chill in his heart.

Without any intention of rescuing his companions, his figure instantly turned into a streak of light and fled into the distance.

Ding Dong
At this moment, an ethereal and distant piano sound suddenly rang out, as if containing the cycle of life and death of all things in nature, and arousing the power of nature.

Well

The middle-aged man who was running suddenly groaned, and subconsciously stopped, his eyes showing a trance.

Black and white spots of light appear and disappear between heaven and earth, seeming to contain the meaning of life and death. One sound brings life, and one sound brings death.

The sound of the piano continued to sound, becoming more and more intense. The vitality of heaven and earth trembled violently. The middle-aged man's eyes gradually bulged, and the blue veins all over his body were like wriggling worms, as if the whole person's vitality was being constantly drained away.

After an unknown amount of time, a sharp sound of a piano was heard, and the middle-aged man fell to the ground with a thud. His whole body was shrouded in the gloomy and cold death, as if he had been dead for many years.

On the other side, looking at the middle-aged man falling to the ground, Feng Yi's eyes showed a hint of thought, and then he shook his head slightly.

Although it was considered very powerful to kill a cultivator of the same level directly with the sound of the piano, it seemed a bit useless to him.

Because if he took direct action, he could easily kill the middle-aged cultivator in the Hidden Knowledge Realm in front of him, and it would be more convenient and would take less time.

Perhaps because the two zither techniques he had developed were incomplete, Feng Yi felt that using the sound of the zither as an aid would be more useful than using it directly against the enemy, whether it was to speed up his own training or to help his teammates improve their strength and recover from injuries.

'Forget it, it's better than nothing!'

With this thought in mind, Feng Yi turned his attention to Lan Nuo and the old man who was fighting with him.

'not good! '

Feeling the gaze of the young man in black robe, the old man who was fighting with the woman in white in front of him suddenly felt his hair stand on end.

Although the battle just now happened very quickly and even made people dizzy, he saw everything clearly.

The four companions who were not much weaker than him were so vulnerable in front of this young man in black robe who was at the same level. In just a few breaths, they were captured and killed by the other side.

If it weren't for the fact that there were powerful people above the Demigod of Flying who were restricted and sealed on Dragon Island, the old man would even think that this young man in black robe was actually a Demigod.

How could he not be terrified when such a powerful person noticed him?

"Fuck, isn't there a forbidden seal on Dragon Island? How could such a powerful being appear?"

Cursing secretly in his heart, the old man immediately stimulated his own potential and used a method with huge side effects to forcibly improve his own strength.

The next moment, the old man raised the long sword in his hand, and a blazing sword light emerged, stirring the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, trying to force back the white-clothed woman in front of him, whose strength was strangely beyond that of an ordinary transcendental cultivator.

嗡

But at the moment when the old man's attention was attracted by Feng Yi, Lan Nuo's aura changed slightly, with a hazy feeling, and the surrounding world seemed to become slow.

A low sword sound was heard, and a hazy and vicissitudes of life sword light appeared, cutting through the void, seeming to make the surrounding void vaguely lose its color and turn into black and white.

The old man's figure was instantly affected by the surrounding world and slowed down, as if he had become a black and white painting.

"The Law of Time."

"How could you, a mere Transcendent Monk, possibly..."

An incredible cry of surprise came from the old man's mouth, but before he finished speaking, the sword light seemed to travel through time and landed directly on his forehead.

His movements now became very slow. He watched the sword light falling, but was unable to stop it.

boom

The next moment, the old man’s eyes widened, he looked ahead unwillingly, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

call!
After putting away his sword, Lannuo let out a long sigh.

After entering the state of Nirvana, one's cultivation is no longer under one's own control. When one is strong, it is comparable to immortality, but when one is weak, it is even inferior to consciousness.

In addition, she had just arrived at Dragon Island and was not clear about the rules here, so she chose to fight against the seal of the Heavenly Stele and suffered heavy damage. Even with the help of Fellow Daoist Feng, in order not to affect her own foundation, she also sealed her cultivation under the consciousness storage.

With her current level of cultivation, forcibly using the time law that can affect the level of knowledge-collecting cultivators would consume a lot of energy.

If Fellow Daoist Feng not far away had not already completely dealt with the other enemies, she would not have used this move so easily.

On the other side, seeing Lan Nuo solve the last enemy, Feng Yi turned his gaze and looked at the old man who was sealed by him.

'The inheritance of the Immortal Sect. The application of the way of life and death of the Immortal Evil King.'

As his thoughts turned, Feng Yi stretched out his hand and pointed, and the Fuxi Qin appeared above the old man's head, emitting a sacred and ethereal aura that enveloped the old man.

There was no need for Feng Yi to actively urge the piano. The sound of the piano rang out automatically. The melodious sound made the old man fall into a trance.

Afterwards, Feng Yi's aura changed, as if an ancient dragon pattern was faintly visible, his eyes turned light gold, and he looked at the old man.

In addition to being able to turn the virtual into the real, using language and text as a medium to guide the trajectory of fate and make everything real, the audience is also the master of the mind.

嗡

Using his innate magical powers, Feng Yi instantly invaded the old man's soul and his spiritual island. Countless pieces of information emerged in his mind and were sorted out by his instinct. All the useless and messy information was erased.

Ding Dong
The sound of the piano continued to sound without the need for Feng Yi to stimulate it, which not only soothed the old man's subconscious mind, but also constantly influenced his thinking.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Yi's heart moved, and he seemed to vaguely "see" some information composed of runes containing the meaning of life and death.

But at this moment, the old man's mind suddenly rioted, and a powerful ban suddenly appeared, emitting the meaning of destruction and death, which was going to erase all this information.

At the same time, this forbidden seal also seemed to be directly absorbing the old man's vitality, turning into a death curse and attacking Feng Yi.

However, the next moment, the Fuxi Qin shook slightly, and a melodious sound rang out, transforming into an illusory Yin-Yang Bagua diagram, which directly dissolved the restriction.

Feng Yi just sensed all this quietly, his expression did not change much.

In this world, almost all the major sects' skills are restricted from being passed on to disciples.

After all, if there were no restrictions, wouldn’t it be possible to obtain the sect’s skills by just catching any of those disciples who had not grown up?

However, with the Fuxi Qin, unless there is a restriction above the ancestral god, all restrictions are nothing in front of Feng Yi.

As the restrictions were dissolved, runes containing the meaning of life and death appeared in Feng Yi's mind, transforming into a mysterious skill containing the meaning of life and death.

'Immortal Magic.'

'It seems incomplete'

"That's right. How can a disciple who is only at the knowledge storage level possibly obtain the complete technique?"

'But, for now, it's enough for me.'

(End of this chapter)