Chapter 277 The battlefield is like chess, no regrets when you make a move Simple coarse linen clothes, a simple sword, and simple moves. The white clouds seem to cover the distant green mountains, and the sunlight shines on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, creating a dazzling light and shadow effect. The scenery here is picturesque, and Ye Wudi seems to be feeling the tranquility and beauty of the world. Just one simple sword after another, without any splendid brilliance of an immortal cultivator, without any earth-shattering moves and spells, not even weird magic weapons and countless strange functions. He is just such an ordinary old man. , but it has created an invincible momentum in this beautiful scenery. The magic weapon of the Lord of the Earth Palace is a kind of silk thread, which is connected to the ten rings on his hand. When his fingers dance, the strong and sharp threads fly, but at this moment, the Lord of the Earth Palace can only tighten his hand tightly. The silk thread on it resisted this ordinary sword slash. It was such a heavy sword. If it hadn't been for the ring, the thread would have cut off all his fingers. And he was far from the only one who had this idea. Next to him, the master of the human palace in black clothes and a black hat, had a pitch-black dagger and the tip of the ordinary long sword facing each other. The powerful mana not only easily defeated the mana contained in his dagger, but also almost destroyed his magic weapon. After that, he no longer dared to use the dagger to fly out and confront Ye Wudi who was holding a long sword. The remaining swords were all held with daggers, either barbs, chopping, or cutting from the front, or sideways, anyway. No longer dare to directly confront others. What makes the two of them most desperate is that their physical skills and concealment methods are quite good. As long as they are given a chance to pull away, they can cooperate to compete with the person in front of them. But what the two of them didn't expect was that Ye Wudi in front of them, even in the late stage of pill formation, was still improving at such a fast speed and was still so desperate.
This realm of swordsmanship has even reached the point where it is accumulated and accumulated. Once it breaks through the Yuanying, I am afraid that it will also occupy a place among the Yuanying!
At the moment, the two of them were directly suppressed, so that many of their abilities could not be used. What was worse was another thing. The space for the two of them to move was getting smaller and smaller. Every time the Lord of the Earth Palace resists, he is using softness to overcome strength, but every sword is accumulating the power of the previous sword. It is constantly flowing and accumulating. Sooner or later, his silk threads will be unable to withstand this huge force. At that moment, it will be his body that will bear the huge force. The situation of the Master of the Human Palace is almost the same, but the only difference is that he is spinning around, dancing between life and death every time, but every time the sword is moved closer to his vital point, step by step Under pressure, as long as he fails to make changes, the sword will soon fall on him. One person was fighting against two people. The situation on this side surprised Yi Jue. At the same time, he ignored this battlefield with peace of mind and looked at the battle of the monk he was most concerned about and the one he was most curious about. Ouyang Ming!
Yes, although Ouyang Ming made a move before, he only restrained him and did not show his strength at all. This time, his vote was to kill the ancestor of the Zhao family, and the ink painting technique of the ancestor of the Zhao family was not a top attack. He has magical powers, but when it comes to comprehensiveness, he must be the best in fame and fortune. The accumulation of several generations of the family and the unremitting efforts of several generations of alchemy monks have just made the Zhao family famous for its landscape in Jinqiuyuan. This Zhao family has a long inheritance, even before that Langyuan. Just being able to boast in front of everyone that Haikou can keep this ancestor of the Zhao family, it is obvious that Ouyang Ming will only be stronger and his methods will be more unexpected. Although Yi Jue was interested in this battlefield, he couldn't see anything wrong. It was just some very ordinary spell attacks, whether it was the attack of the three-headed ink-and-wash beast of the alchemy stage drawn by the ancestor of the Zhao family, or Ouyang Ming's attack. There is nothing special about the spell attacks. In desperation, Yi Jue could only turn to the ancestor for help, hoping that the ancestor could solve his doubts, but the ancestor looked at it for a long time before speaking uncertainly. "This is a weird formation. This formation seems to have stirred up a bit of the power of heaven and earth, but how is this possible?" "This kind of formation can simply borrow a little bit of the power of all natural things. It is not like an imitation of the formation. If this is also an imitation, it can only be said that it has reached the point where the fake is mistaken for the real thing." When Yi Jue heard this, he couldn't help but ask. "He once called himself Tianjizi, saying that he practiced the Tianji method and could do calculations and even find out my whereabouts." The ancestor showed a thoughtful expression. Obviously Yi Tianxing had never heard of it. The ancestor might have an impression, but definitely not much. As a result, Yi Jue became more interested in this Tianjizi. "I don't know if I remember it accurately or not. I once met a Tianji Daoist. At that time, I was still a foundation-building monk. When I was traveling around, I once saw a godly fortune teller who claimed to be a cultivator. A secret from heaven." "I once had a fortune telling, and it was basically accurate. It even accurately predicted an opportunity that I was about to experience. At that time, I felt very strange. There was a kind of fate that had arranged everything for me. I felt like it, so I looked up a lot of classics.” "Finally, I saw a record about practicing Tianji Dao in half a volume of ancient books. This is a very taboo sect with very few inheritances. Some monks who practice Tianji Dao even inherit the inheritance so cleverly that it is like a specific person. Someone a year.” "But this genre once inexplicably declined due to some reasons, yes, declined!" "There was a time when this school was on the rise. It is said that at that time, everyone knew some simple divination methods. When something happened, they could know the cause and effect by just counting with their fingers. No matter what they did, they were accustomed to predict the good or bad luck first." When Yi Jue heard this, he knew that the ancestor in front of him had probably really put a lot of thought into it. However, like Yi Jue, as long as such a monk experienced it once, normal people would definitely feel fear. Everything like this seemed to be invisible to others. The feeling of being invisible is terrible.
"But you don't have to be afraid. This inheritance disappeared inexplicably, and the records are unclear. There are even records about God's will in the classics. It is God's will, and this way is not allowed in the world." "Most of the records that follow are just the conjectures of gods and ghosts. Most of them are just nonsense, so don't pay attention to them." "However, one thing is recorded in it, that is, it is easy to measure the past, but there will be a certain price to pay for deducing the future, and it is also extremely easy to cover up such calculations." As he said that, a jade tablet was thrown over, which contained a simple technique. Under the guidance of the ancestor, he easily practiced it successfully. (End of this chapter)