One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 310 Chapter 311: Fight

Yu Chenguang was surprised, and then the surprise turned into cold anger. In his opinion, Zhao Fuyun was so ignorant and fearless that he could not see the situation clearly and dared to attack him again.

He decided to teach Zhao Fuyun a lesson. Otherwise, it would be so embarrassing if people knew that he was unable to defeat the magic of a junior.

With a flick of his finger, the mirror, as dark as the surface of a pond, turned into a ray of dim light and disappeared above his head.

However, a mysterious light emerged from the void above his head, and a purple gourd was wrapped in the mysterious light. The moment it appeared, a strong force of contraction appeared. Zhao Fuyun only felt that he saw an invisible vortex. There was a black hole in the middle of the vortex, swallowing everything, including light and flames.

The light in the sky and the golden crow bird seemed to be flying into the small gourd mouth.

When Zhao Fuyun saw the gourd through the Golden Crow, he immediately thought of a magic weapon he had seen before.

His mind suddenly became clear, and with the help of Yu Huaian next to him, he also understood who that person was.

He had seen this purple gourd before, on the Wu family's treasure ship.

The Ruyi Treasure Pavilion back then was on a ship, and that treasure ship was the business of the family of Wu Nian Zhenren, the Golden Elixir Patriarch of Tiandu Mountain.

As the leading weapon refiner in Tiandu Mountain and the son-in-law of the Wu family, Yu Chenguang naturally became the weapon refiner of Ruyi Pavilion. Over the years, through Yu Chenguang's weapon refining, Ruyi Pavilion's business grew rapidly and became synonymous with fine products.

But Zhao Fuyun found out later that Yu Chenguang didn't want to be tied up there to refine weapons. He wanted to refine weapons freely and refine the treasures he wanted, but he was tied up tightly by the Wu family.

In the near term, she was bound by the affection between husband and aunt, and in the distant term, she was bound by the reputation of Wu Nian's golden elixir. The final result was that Yu Chenguang first broke into the Ruyi Bao Pavilion, and then joined forces with others to set up a trap to kill Wu Nian.

But apart from this, Yu Chenguang’s name is rarely heard anywhere else.

And that time in the Ruyi Treasure Pavilion, he saw this purple gourd being auctioned, and now it is back in his hands?

After not seeing each other for so many years, I was very surprised to see Zhao Fuyun again, but no matter how surprised I was, we were fighting each other.

A spell sounded in the void: "Command!"

"Suppress, seal, fix, and ban!"

The four spells sounded almost at the same time, yet formed a staggered rhythm, and finally became one, which was a combined spell.

Yu Chenguang was surprised. He knew that the person who was best at casting spells in Tiandu Mountain was Xun Lanyin, and that Zhao Fuyun had a special relationship with Xun Lanyin, so he thought that it was Xun Lanyin who passed on the spell.

It’s just that many skills cannot be learned just by being taught by others.

Even if they have learned the spell, many people can only use it with difficulty.

Of course, his own skills in combining spells are not bad either, because he has many magic weapons that need to be controlled at the same time. The effects of controlling at different times are different, and he is very clear about the difference.

Wherever the light shone, everything seemed to be stagnant. The vortex actually became stagnant at this moment. The light shining in seemed to have changed at this moment, becoming mysterious. It was no longer swallowed into the gourd's mouth, but sprinkled towards the gourd and the people under the gourd.

It is like a golden silk net wrapped around the purple gourd.

Not only that, even Yu Chenguang seemed to be trapped by the flames at this moment.

He was furious. This Zhao Fuyun really didn't know what was good for him. He even wanted to restrain me.

He just shouted softly and uttered a spell: "Shoot!"

Zhao Fuyun immediately felt an extremely powerful force of contraction surging from the gourd. At this moment, Zhao Fuyun discovered that after his Golden Crow was integrated into the Taiyue God-Suppressing Method, the magic power that was supposed to suppress the void could no longer suppress the void. The light in the sky seemed to have been absorbed into the gourd.

However, as soon as Zhao Fuyun had a thought, the light on the Golden Crow suddenly dissipated, and the Golden Crow seemed to not exist at all and was just an illusion.

At this moment, the Golden Crow Divine Bird broke free from the restraining force and instantly flew high up, out of the range of the purple gourd.

Zhao Fuyun was shocked. The Golden Crow was flying in the void, and its flames were gathering and dispersing invisibly. The opponent's magic weapon could even absorb the light. It was really scary, especially the force of absorption, which made him feel the gap between the Wind-Capturing Gourd in his hand and the opponent's.

Yu Chenguang finally turned around and looked at the Golden Crow bird in the sky. He was also very surprised. In his opinion, how could a Purple Mansion cultivator resist the control of his purple gourd? In his mind, if the Golden Crow bird was taken away from a magic weapon, then the grade of the magic weapon would definitely be downgraded.

If the divine bird comes from one's own Purple Palace, then the Purple Palace must be closed again, and the bird must fall back from the Purple Palace to build the foundation.

That was his punishment. He felt that he had held back. After all, he did not destroy his cave, which earned him the title of "Master Yu".

At this moment, suddenly a ray of light fell from the sky. The moment the light fell, he saw a person walking out of the light, and the divine bird in the sky fell down like a homecoming, bringing a sunset glow in the dark void, and falling on the lamp in Zhao Fuyun's hand.

The originally dim flame on the lamp suddenly turned into a brilliant golden light.

"Where does Master Yu want to take my disciples?" asked Zhao Fuyun, who had landed on the ground in the distance.

Yu Chenguang watched this scene and his eyes fell on the lamp. He couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect that the lamp I helped you refine back then could only be considered a tool, but you actually refined it into such a magnificent lamp. It is full of spiritual energy and has become a spiritual tool." At this moment, Zhao Fuyun saw a trace of greed in his eyes. He remembered that Yu Chenguang in front of him was particularly fond of refining treasures. At that time in the Ruyi Treasure Pavilion, the precious light emitted by those magic tools that were bought by others could actually make people fall into powerless desires and lose themselves.

Some methods, in order to make people fall into depravity, one must first become addicted to them.

“Such a spiritual object, with its dazzling light, should be developed and promoted in my hands.” At this moment, Yu Chenguang’s eyes suddenly became weird.

He did not answer Zhao Fuyun's question, but pointed at the lamp in Zhao Fuyun's hand and said, "The precious light is born in the wilderness, and I pity it..."

As soon as he started to cast the spell, the flame in Zhao Fuyun's hand, which had never shaken no matter how strong the wind was, began to shake.

Zhao Fuyun's heart sank, and he immediately retreated. At the same time, the light in his hand began to flicker. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Fuyun actually retreated dozens of miles with the flickering of the light. His application of the escape technique became more and more mysterious.

But in this darkness, there was a little fire that stretched out a long ray of light. At some point, Yu Chenguang's fingers were actually pinching one end of the golden light, and the other end was connected to the Red Flame Divine Lamp.

An inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and just as he was about to cast a further spell to snatch the magic lamp from Zhao Fuyun's hand.

He heard a spell: "Red Flame Command: Burn!"

As the spell was cast, the golden light in his hand actually flickered, and the flames directly burned through his protective magic light.

The Jindan cultivator's Gang and Sha merged into one, and the magical light generated was extremely powerful. The magic spells of ordinary Zifu cultivators could not even break the magical light, but this golden flame instantly burned through his protective magical light.

He felt the heat and burning on his fingers, and in the blink of an eye, his fingers were burned black.

He frowned and swung his fingers quickly, and the magic power in his arms flowed down like water, but the flame was not dispelled and extinguished, and it even felt like it was burning together with his magic light.

There was a purple gourd in Yu Chenguang's hand. He used the purple gourd to touch the flame on his finger, and the flame was absorbed into the gourd.

He became more and more interested in the flame on the lamp, while Yu Huaian next to him did not say a word from beginning to end.

But at this time, he could also see that his uncle wanted to steal the treasure. When he was worried, Yu Chenguang suddenly turned around and left.

Yu Huaian didn’t understand, but when the bell rang and Yu Chenguang called him, he had to follow him.

Zhao Fuyun appeared again with a lamp in his hand and came to where Yu Chenguang had just stood.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes. He didn't understand why Yu Chenguang brought Yu Huaian into this polar night.

However, the other party was a Jindan cultivator who was good at refining treasures and had endless magical weapons in his hands. He was also a Jindan cultivator who had received secret teachings from Tiandu Mountain. It was already good enough that he could save his life at the hands of the other party, let alone save others.

He retreated back to his cave, and once again saw the scene of the Golden Crow flying across a hundred miles of darkness and landing in the Yunmeng Valley.

Fang Xiaoshan felt that Master Zhao might have met Yu Huaian just now and had a fight with him, but Master Zhao came back and Yu Huaian did not come back, so he couldn't help but sigh in his heart that things in the world are unpredictable.

Even the disciples of Tiandu Mountain, who were under the supervision of their teachers, were unable to control their own destiny.

Over in Yunmeng Valley, Ge Wenyun was still refining the silk. Although the Golden Crow Divine Bird seemed to have arrived a little late today, it didn't matter much to her.

Not long after the Golden Crow returned, Zhao Fuyun came out of the cave again. He clearly felt that since Yu Chenguang entered the midnight sky, the "calamity intention" in his heart had rapidly increased, and he felt as if a thorn was piercing his eyebrows.

Suddenly, he looked up, because he vaguely felt that someone appeared on the top of the Demon-Suppressing Wall. He had a vague feeling that the person appeared on the top of the Demon-Suppressing Wall, which showed that the other person was definitely not ordinary.

However, he did not feel any danger, so he jumped up, floated with the wind to the top of the mountain wall, and immediately saw a man.

The man was wearing a simple blue robe, a white top and black cloth shoes.

A head of messy-looking hair was casually tied into a bun on top of the head, tied with an unknown vine, and a sword hairpin was inserted across it.

A sword with a yellow sheath was slung across his back, protruding from his right shoulder, and in his left hand he held a white whisk resting on the crook of his left arm.

His face was like a horse's, with a pair of drooping eyebrows, long narrow hair, eight whiskers on his lips, and sparse long beard on his chin.

Zhao Fuyun landed on the ground, clasped his fists and saluted, saying, "Senior Brother Ma!"

This person was none other than Ma Sanhu. His eyes sparkled as he sized up Zhao Fuyun and said, "Your cultivation is very good. It looks like it won't be long before the mountain gate has another great golden elixir cultivator."

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