Li Xuanfeng's black bow was flat, and the golden red brilliance was swirling out of the arrow, and several crimson lights passed through his side face.
"Clang!"
The situation reached such a point, not only did he not give Tang Shedu a chance to speak up, but he also didn't say a word, one hand was slightly loose, and the golden light was red, lit up in the blue sky.
"Boom... Boom..."
The golden red arrow jumped in the air and disappeared abruptly, and the rustling green rain stopped in the air, re-enveloping the blue pool water.
Tang She couldn't move in the blue light, the mana all over her body was moving, gushing out from the surface of her body, her pupils dilated, but she only raised her hand and raised her palm from both sides, leaving only a golden red light in her eyes.
"You..."
Only now did he understand why the Elemental Real Man could be so respected, just cultivating a supernatural power cultivation in the early days of the Purple Mansion could make all the cultivators fearful, and the power of [Xin You Huai Ze Yin] was simply terrifying...
"Damn."
Even if the golden-red arrow was let go and let him hide, he might not be able to hide, not to mention that now that he was fixed by this blue light, his eyebrows were like iron nails chiseled in, causing a tingling pain.
"Peng!"
At this moment, the five colorful clouds that Tang Shedu vaguely saw finally became more and more obvious, and the five Hua Ladders intertwined and collided in the air, but they were all slightly beaten by [Xin You Huai Ze Yin].
"Damn it!"
The blue rain was dripping down, the feathered snake closed its eyes in the sky, the blue light of the [East Sea Huaiyu] blue light was slowly extinguished, and the cyan light pillar also turned into rain and scattered.
"Plop!"
Tang Shedu knelt on the ground, the color on his armor faded, only two points of brilliance flashed, there was no distinction between up and down when he burned down the Tianchi, he lost his mana control, and was kneeling between the blue water and the blue sky.
"Ding-dang... Ding-dang..."
His eyes were closed, and there was a fine and dense tapping sound coming from his body, the sound of gold and iron hummed, and a scar exploded on his face, from which a whistling golden wind blew out, lifting two pieces of shriveled flesh.
His Dharma body was like an expanded leather cloth, cracking little by little along the golden light, Tang Shedu slowly opened his mouth wide, and the golden red light gushed out from his lips, ears and nose, and dazzling colors rose in the air.
"Ahem, cough..."
Li Xuanfeng kept coughing, thick gold powder rustled from between his lips and teeth, dark blood flowed out of his eyes, and turned into several round gold beads on his cheeks, jingling down.
But he didn't stop in his hand, the five golden mysterious arrows jumped up again and fell into his palm in order, but all the blue light in front of him twisted up, Li Xuanfeng only felt pain in his eyes, and a hazy light fell from the sky.
Vaguely everything in front of me shattered, and I saw the ethereal golden clouds, and the figures with different expressions sat in it, either male or female, or charming and smiling, or glaring angrily, or happy and happy...
This hazy brilliance was just these ladders that Maha Mercy took to Tang Shedu, gently swept through the heavenly pool, and was cut off by [Xin You Huai Ze Yin], falling lightly, and caressing the two of them.
Tang Shedu's broken flesh slowly condensed, Li Xuanfeng was only wiped once, the spirit armor on his body made a crisp friction sound, his whole body was like ten thousand blades added to his body, and his mana seemed to be poured into a bottomless pit, consumed cleanly.
He closed his eyes slightly, only a piece of blood red, and heard a vague body sound, his head was heavy, like a voice from ten thousand people, and he said calmly and peacefully:
"Shedu... You... Can you see it clearly?"
These words echoed gently in the air, Li Xuanfeng felt a wave of enthusiasm in his heart, and inexplicably felt a feeling of tears in his eyes.
"I see clearly... I saw it clearly... I saw it clearly!"
Tang Shedu barely opened his eyes, and the voice of the head fell, reflecting the previous aftersound, as if he was in the lobby of ten thousand people chanting, resounding together:
"You have overcome poison, subdued jealousy, been tortured by thousands of blades, and have been tortured by past karma, but now you have attained enlightenment, escaped evil spirits and entered the right karma, and a little golden light can return to your heart, and you can enter my Buddhist path."
This voice pierced Li Xuanfeng's ears with golden blood, but he also understood it.
The north and south Taoists fought each other, causing chaos in Xu Guo, and Tang She was climbing here, and even more through the achievements of the two factions competing with each other, this Maha couldn't help but cross the transformation in person!
"Enter my northern explanation and get one of the seven paths... You can achieve great karmic results."
This sound roared, Li Xuanfeng's golden bow was flat, and a mist of colorful light fell from the sky, floating down on Tang Shedu, he was blessed, and his flesh became crystal clear.
Tang She in front of him had faded his golden armor, and his head was shiny and white, as if he had returned to his original mortal state, his hands were folded, and he was about to speak, but he stopped suddenly.
"When ......"
The hazy colored light in front of him was suddenly cut off by something, and it was cut off by the waist, and a white jade-like hand broke through the void and appeared in the green rain, gently and skillfully holding the [Xin You Huai Ze Yin] in the air.
The resounding Buddhist chants of thousands of people vanished in an instant, and the golden clouds dimmed. Amidst the green rain stood a female cultivator, clad in purple, her delicate features radiating a cold gaze.
She emerged, casually grasping the Xinyou Luze Seal. The spiritual artifact shone gracefully in her hand. Her red lips parted, and she whispered softly,
"That old bald ass is playing tricks again."
With her words, the azure pool beneath her feet suddenly turned upside down, seething and surging, surging for thousands of miles, sweeping away the colorful light and filling it with wisps of purple clouds.
"Fellow Daoist Zipei...this person has a connection with the Northern Master..."
As the purple clouds rose, Li Xuanfeng's ears and eyes suddenly felt more at ease. He recognized the purple-clad female cultivator in the sky, a figure he had seen before: it was none other than True Person Zipei of the Ziyan Sect.
This Immortal had a history with the True Immortal Yuansu. It was she who handed the [Xinyou Luze Seal] to Ning Heyuan. She was a female cultivator at the pinnacle of the Purple Mansion and a pillar of the Purple Smoke Sect.
"Why are you doing this?"
A rumbling, slightly angry voice echoed in Li Xuanfeng's ears. Fortunately, the purple mist blocked all the power, and by the time it reached his ears, it was much more comfortable. True Immortal Zipei stood in the air, her hands folded, and said lightly:
"Viga, I said he has no chance."
Her tone was flat, as if stating a fact, giving no quarter to Viga Maha. No response came from the colorful clouds, leaving only a chilling silence.
A drizzle of green rain fell on the azure water, creating ripples that collided with each other. Maha and Zifu faced off in the Luxia Tianchi Lake under the Xinyou Luze Seal. Finally, a voice echoed from the colorful clouds:
"Zipei, Qingchi lost the piece, and he lost it to this bow-wielding man. From jubilation to hatred and jealousy, the piece will fall from Jinlian to my hands. This is the eternal truth."
"Sui Guan stood there with his arms folded. Why are you standing up for him, fellow Daoist?"
Zipei's voice was as cold as ever. As soon as he opened his mouth, a wave of purple energy rose and fell.
"I have been in seclusion for many years and have long harbored doubts about fate. Now that the day of my breakthrough is approaching, I still don't know what to do. If you can let go of it, then take this opportunity to give it a try. It's not about reason or not."
Zi Pei Zhenren was about to break through, but Vija Maha clearly didn't want to argue with her. She simply said in a deep voice:
"What do you want, fellow Daoist?"
"You say he has a connection, but I say he doesn't."
Zi Pei Zhenren tossed the jade seal in her hand and said softly:
"Why don't you, Vija Maha, explain to me whether this person and your Northern Master are destined to be together?"
"Oh?"
Vja Maha's voice softened noticeably, clearly confident in the matter. Buddhist cultivators are masters of manipulating fate, so why would they be afraid of a mere figure like her, the Purple Palace? He sneered inwardly, then gently uttered the voice of thousands:
"So, fellow Daoist, you're asking me to resolve this fate. This is naturally excellent."
His voice pierced through the clouds, jostling with the purple aura, causing it to surge:
"Although he has been interrupted by fellow Daoist, transforming his immortal foundation into a mortal body, the myriad karmic laws have brought him to this body. As long as he survives, ascending to the realm of mercy will only take a moment."
"Fellow Daoist, with his vast magical powers, is naturally not subject to fate. As long as fellow Daoist doesn't kill him, within six breaths, he will be guided by the myriad laws. Ascend my throne of mercy."
"Okay."
Zi Pei Zhenren nodded and whispered:
"What if not?"
Bijamaha paused, becoming cautious, and asked:
"What do you mean, Zhenren?"
"I want to retrieve [Qi Wang Xuan Tian Ting]."
Zi Pei Zhenren watched him quietly. Bijamaha's colorful clouds rose and fell. After a pause of two breaths, a mighty voice echoed:
"I wish to see the [Tai Xu Zi Qi Shu]."
Zi Pei Zhenren's face smiled for the first time, but he was only filled with It was a sarcastic retort:
"You old bald ass is too greedy. If I could give it to you, would you dare to see it?"
Bhikkhus, unmoved by her words, dragged out his voice, but instead, he trusted her a little more. He murmured:
"Then let's cast the [Purple Qi Huazhao]."
Zi Pei Zhenren gave him a deep look and nodded slightly:
"I will not attack him. If this person cannot ascend to the Dharma Realm within six breaths, then there is no chance of our meeting."
Bhikkhus nodded gently, and a purple light leaped out of Zi Pei's hand and flew towards him. Sweeping through the colorful clouds, the thick purple aura that had been unconsciously permeating the entire Luxia Tianchi Lake leaped up and crashed into the clouds:
"Boom!"
She suddenly attacked, and purple aura and purple light rushed towards her at once, crashing into the colorful clouds, disrupting Maha's countermeasures. Instead of being surprised, Vija Maha was delighted:
"I have been waiting for you!"
But Vija Maha was prepared. Several golden lights rose from the colorful clouds, spreading and rippling back and forth, instantly crashing into the boiling purple clouds, causing ripples in the vast sky.
"The Immortal is merely trying to hinder my Dharma Realm. It's essentially a duel! You're trying to block my connection for six breaths? You truly underestimate me..."
A cacophony of thoughts rose amidst the rolling sea of clouds. A purple light rose like the sun in the sky, thumping. Vijamaha's words abruptly ceased, leaving only a flood of purple light. The golden light in the sky flowed, finally revealing its true form.
Then a golden figure, resembling a man, appeared in the air, hazily shrouded in purple smoke. Hundreds of gazes of various colors shot forth, and the voices of thousands chanted incessantly. Lotus petals fell, filling the sky with a pink hue.
Zi Pei, clad in flowing purple robes, stood with her hands behind her back, watching silently. With a gentle push of her slender hand, the [Xin You Lu Ze Seal] before her shone brilliantly, rippling with the light of Lu Shui, which drifted and permeated the air.
The Xinyou Luze Seal was a world apart in the hands of the Immortal and Ning Heyuan. A cyan light, trailing nine flames, flew out, shrinking into a large formation in mid-air, slowly suppressing the attack.
Maha's true form, along with its colorful clouds, was suppressed within it. It took a full breath before it stirred. A rumbling sound caused the seal to vibrate, and a streak of golden light leaped from it. Vija Maha said coldly:
"Good... Fellow Daoist Zipei has truly made great strides!"
His colorful clouds slowly flowed out from the azure light, pressing down upon the purple clouds once again. Vija Maha's voice, like a thousand voices chanting a sutra, echoed through the air:
"But the Master is truly arrogant. He didn't even bring the [Purple Qi Huazhao]. Do you really think I'm made of clay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he had already withdrawn from the azure light. The colorful light took advantage of the momentum and soared into the sky, ready to unfold its form to meet Tang Shedu. The entire process took only five breaths.
His true form emerged beneath the purple cloud, its dense, indistinct eyes visible. A few deep, hearty laughs erupted. Before they could resonate within the seal, a subtle sound echoed from beneath the deep purple cloud:
"Crack..."
Bhijamaha's smile froze. Though the sound was gentle, it echoed like thunder in his ears. The purple cloud rolled and dissipated, revealing the azure water beneath.
"Hmm?"
Golden blood streamed from the corners of Li Xuanfeng's mouth. Though he was touched by the colorful light, his entire body felt like it was pierced by thousands of blades. He couldn't see clearly, but he could tell where he was by the sound. He could already hear Tang Shedu's breathing and pounced like a ferocious tiger.
Tang Shedu had watched Li Xuanfeng fall, the air swirling with colors. He could only take a step back, but he was now a mere mortal. How could he escape? His throat tightened, and he was lifted high, nearly ripping his head off.
Li Xuanfeng grabbed Tang Shedu, his raised arm gripping his neck. Without hesitation, he exerted force with his five fingers, closing them almost without resistance.
"Crack."
Tang Shedu's throat was instantly crushed before he could even draw a breath. He stared in disbelief. As Vijamaha brushed away the purple aura, his head drooped limply. The surge of qi lifted his body like a balloon, polishing it cleanly.
In less than a breath, Tang Shedu was reduced to dust from head to toe. Li Xuanfeng's qi, if properly prepared, would be enough to render a mage unable to even reincarnate, let alone unleash it on a mortal like this? He was instantly reduced to ashes.
Seeing this scene before him, Vijamaha could easily guess what was going on. For a moment, the Luxia Tianchi, created by the Xinyou Luze Seal, was completely silent. The rustling sound of rain faded, leaving only the sound of the golden wind echoing through the clouds.
Vijamaha's smile faded, as if he finally understood why the purple aura remained so veiled. Zipei stood with her arms folded in the clouds, the purple clouds and light slowly drifting back into her sleeves. She spoke in a cold voice:
"It seems this person and your Dao lack some affinity."