"Are the two sides continuing to play?" the referee asked routinely, although he had already foreseen the outcome of this game. "No fight, no fight." Wang Ye waved his hands quickly, with a helpless and relieved smile on his face, "Referee, I choose to admit defeat." The referee nodded after hearing this, and then announced loudly: "The winner of this game is Trinity Gate, Lin Yi." This result did not seem surprising to the audience present. They have become accustomed to the scene where the opponent finally chooses to surrender after Lin Yi comes on the court. The Taoist priests of Tianshi Mansion are already used to this situation. They even feel that such a competition is actually more worry-free, and the winner can be decided without much effort. "By the way, Taoist Wang, I have an unkind request. I don't know if I should say it or not." In the competition channel, Lin Yi walked up to Wang Ye and spoke hesitantly. Wang Ye turned to look at Lin Yi, with a gentle smile on his face, "Brother Lin said it bluntly, if I can help, I will definitely not refuse." Lin Yi smiled slightly, carefully considered his words before speaking slowly: "I heard that there is a legacy of Fenghou Qimen in Wudang Mountain. I wonder if Taoist Wang knows anything about it?"
When Wang Ye heard the words "Fenghou Qimen", his eyes flashed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. You must know that this news is considered top secret in Wudang Mountain. Except for some core figures in Wudang Mountain, others do not know it at all. "Brother Lin, since you know Fenghou Qimen, you should know how dangerous it is to inherit this unique skill. Why do you insist on pursuing it?" Wang Ye frowned, trying to persuade Lin Yi to give up his obsession with Fenghou Qimen. . Lin Yi's next move surprised Wang Ye. Lin Yi took out the Tongtian Rui and Qi Tiyuanliu from his arms. The appearance of these two eight magical skills made Wang Ye's eyes widen in an instant. "Did Zhang Chulan give all this to you?" Wang Ye's voice was filled with surprise. The Eight Wonders are not only the threshold of a skill, but also a symbol of status. For the foreigners who have mastered the Eight Wonders, there is an indescribable tacit understanding and recognition between them. When Lin Yi showed Wang Ye the Tongtian Ru and Qi Ti Yuanliu in his hand, Wang Ye's guard was significantly reduced. Despite this, Wang Ye was still confused by Lin Yi's pursuit of Fenghou Qimen. "I really don't understand. You already have two Eight Magic Skills at hand, why are you still obsessed with my Fenghou Qimen? This skill is difficult for ordinary people to master except for us warlocks." Wang Ye frowned, puzzled. asked. When Lin Yi heard this, he just smiled softly and replied: "Who said I want to learn?" Wang Ye was stunned for a moment, his face full of confusion: "Then this is..." "I'm just collecting the Eight Wonders." Lin Yi said calmly, "Whoever wants to learn such dangerous things can just learn it. I still want to live a few more years." Hearing this unexpected answer, Wang Ye was speechless for a moment. He never expected that Lin Yi's interest in the Eight Wonders was just for the purpose of collecting them. "Okay, okay, since you just want to collect, then I will give it to you." Wang Ye finally chose to compromise, but he seriously warned, "But you must promise me not to try to practice this Fenghou Qi. Door." [Get ‘Fenghouqimen’] [Main mission completed (3/8)]
[The main task has reached the minimum completion goal, and you can submit the task to return at any time. 】 [Since ‘Fenghou Qimen’ is a special resource of the world, it will obtain 10% of the source of the world, and the current source of the world is . 】 After confirming that the picture of Fenghou given by Wang Ye was authentic, Lin Yi casually placed it together with the Tongtian Ru. This casual attitude surprised Wang Ye. In Wudang Mountain, Fenghou Qimen is carefully kept in the deepest part of the Sutra Pavilion, with dedicated personnel guarding it day and night to ensure its safety. However, Lin Yi casually stuffed this precious Fenghou Picture into his pocket just like he did with change in daily life. Lin Yi's seemingly indifferent attitude made some of Wang Ye's worries disappear. Even if Lin Yi had a sudden idea one day and really wanted to learn Fenghou Qimen, he would most likely not be confused by the vision. Because for Lin Yi, he does not have that kind of strong persistence and pursuit of power, which means that he can maintain a normal mind and treat this unique skill inheritance. Back in the stands, Taoist Master Yunlong of Wudang Mountain took the initiative to come to Lin Yi's side. "Almsgiver Lin, I have long admired your name." Taoist Master Yunlong said with a smile. "Taoist Master Yunlong is over-reputed." Since he had acquired the Fenghou Qimen, Lin Yi was reluctant to refuse Taoist Master Yunlong's offer. After the two exchanged a few words, Lin Yi's attention was attracted by the Taoists who were in a state of madness. Their expressions were extremely distorted, their facial muscles were twitching involuntarily, and there was drool hanging from the corners of their mouths. He kept mumbling something in his mouth, and what he said made people feel a little baffled. One of the Taoist masters murmured to himself: "An Lan, the world of immortality is written by me. I am the destiny. The destiny is me. No one can compare with it." Another Taoist master said with a provocative face: "Even if I carry several pieces of ancient history on my shoulders and bear countless honors, you are no match for me." However, these words are just gibberish after they fell into a state of madness and have no actual meaning. Hearing such a middle school-like words from the old Taoist priest in front of him, Lin Yi felt a strong sense of contrast in his heart, but with his profound cultivation, he managed to hold back his smile. He cleared his throat, turned to Taoist priest Yunlong, and asked curiously: "Senior Yunlong, have these old seniors always been like this?" Taoist priest Yunlong showed a helpless smile and shook his head, "Alas, all sorcerers who fall into the inner scene will be like this. Maybe my uncles are fighting with immortals in the fairyland in the inner scene. Donor Lin, just pretend that you didn't hear what they said." Taoist priest Yunlong's explanation made Lin Yi smile. This situation really made people laugh and cry. Imagine that these old Taoist priests who are usually highly respected and have a fairy-like appearance are now like a group of teenagers who are addicted to the world of the second dimension, muttering in their mouths and full of middle school-like atmosphere. This strong sense of contrast made Lin Yi and Taoist priest Yunlong feel an inexplicable sense of joy. After suppressing the desire to laugh wildly in his heart, Lin Yi activated the ability to detect diseases. [Consume 50 points of Abyss Power, the target object has the following abnormal conditions: obsession, hemorrhoids, gastrointestinal discomfort.] In addition to the health problems caused by long-term sitting and some common diseases that the elderly may encounter, these old Taoists also face a more serious mental problem - obsession. Ever since they peeked into the profoundness of Fenghoutu, their minds have been firmly attracted by the unfathomable strange world, as if they were trapped in a whirlpool that they could not extricate themselves from.
The terrible thing is that they did not realize that they were lost, but instead immersed themselves in the illusory sense of achievement, mistakenly believing that they had successfully mastered the Fenghou Qimen, a peerless martial art. In their imagination, they relied on the power of the Eight Wonders to enter the fairyland, fight against the gods, and embark on a series of thrilling adventures. Every illusory and magnificent journey made them sink deeper and deeper, as if they had really become the masters of that world.