Yusha

Chapter 232 Planting lotuses in the orifice into a ground evil (three more!)
Perhaps in order to be like Chu Weiyang, the sound of sneering reverberated for a long time in the Dao Palace.

Almost in the process of Chu Weiyang's sneering, almost none of the Yuanmen monks made the slightest sound, and everything returned to its original silence.

Then in the reverberation of this sneering sound, every subtle change in tone is like cascading ripples, echoing in the hearts and minds of all Taoists from the Xuanmen.

But until the lingering rhyme dissipated in the huge Taoist palace, when I looked at it again, there was still no Taoist from the Xuan family who came forward.

It's not that they don't want to go to the altar to fight, but after seeing the fights with their own eyes, no one has the will to win.

This is pure fact.

They couldn't even find a fellow who practiced the body forging method.

Therefore, in the Dao Palace, even the lingering sound of the sneering sound did not exist, and after it was completely silent, the next moment, there was the undisguised roar of laughter from the monks of the Zhuyuan Sect.

This kind of laughter makes people blush, feel ashamed and indignant.

And as he cultivated himself with a majestic momentum, for Chu Weiyang, it was no longer just the changes of pure fame and background that were so vain that people could not see or touch them.

For Chu Weiyang, this kind of cultivation was brewed in Chu Weiyang's energy and spirit, brewed in his increasingly violent emotions.

Then, following such emotions, the heat of the invisible blood flame was reversed. When this heat itself intensified, but there was nothing in the fireworks that needed Chu Weiyang to burn, the blood flame itself The changes in his body began to gradually feed back to the thunder seal pattern that was already intertwined in every strand of qi and blood.

Furthermore, when the Taiyin thunder seals began to see the light in every inch of flesh and blood, it seemed to be the opening of the door, the door that really belonged to the foundation of Thunder Taoism.

Then, the invisible essence cultivated from the energy and spirit began to pour towards the open door like a vast ocean.

It was the feeling of hunger that almost originated from all the limbs and bones at the same time, as if the abundant aura brewed in every inch of blood was conveying the same aura towards the Dao map hanging from the altar, and furthermore, this kind of The turbulence of the vast ocean, even with the isolation of Daotu, the brewing aftertaste made Chu Weiyang's mind restless for a long time.

It was precisely because of this that restlessness arose in his heart, and with the sound of sneering, he saw Chu Weiyang's eyes staring all around with a cold expression.

During this extremely short time of laughing, all the extremely subtle changes in Chu Weiyang's expression seemed to reflect the Daoists of the Taoist sects.

So, more and more flowers are blooming, and the fire is cooking oil.

At this moment, Chu Weiyang's last gaze fell, as if he had ended his patrol and inspection with his gaze.

He finally looked at Zhang Du who was standing beside him in the slightly deserted silence.

"Zhang Daoyou, since there is no way to decide the last show today, why don't you just move the time for performing on the altar to tomorrow?"

This is also the right of those who are determined to win one after another.

Besides, with such an accumulation of aura, just Chu Weiyang's soft inquiry made Zhang Du seem to have a kind smile on his face in the same place.

"Good! Then according to Fellow Daoist Five Poisons, the next performance on the altar will be tomorrow!"

When the voice fell, Zhang Du lifted the compass in his hand, and the mysterious light shield that was half suspended in the air had been removed.

And in the same place, for the last time, Chu Weiyang used his eyes that seemed to be able to speak, and once again looked around the Xuanmen cultivators on the stands in all directions.

The meaning could not have been expressed more clearly——

The time for discussion has been left to you guys, when it's time to perform on the altar tomorrow, it's better not to be so cold, isn't it?

So, before the atmosphere in the surrounding area became warm again, a blue billow of light suddenly appeared in the same place, wrapped around Chu Weiyang's figure, and flew straight to the outside of the Dao Palace.
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Before half an hour had passed, the dusk of night had already descended to the open sea. Standing in the courtyard, Chu Weiyang had cultivated all his energy and energy until he was harmonious after a long period of contemplation.

When Chu Weiyang opened his eyes again, when he looked at the sky, he could only see the deep night sky of the sea of ​​stars.

Barry is only half of 90.

Chu Weiyang, like many others, clearly understands the truth represented by this sentence.

Now, Chu Weiyang, who had won eleven matches, was standing at the "ninety".

One step forward is a real rise to fame, and one step back will only be a failure.

If it really falls short, then the reputation Chu Weiyang cultivated will be discarded by Yuanmen, and will be covered up by Xuanmen monks with all kinds of methods.

As long as Chu Weiyang never really wins the last game and becomes one of the 12 people who seized the vacant position, then no matter how excellent and mysterious Chu Weiyang's Taoism and methods are, no matter how he won consecutive victories before this setback how many games.

According to the word of mouth of the world, Chu Weiyang will become a casual cultivator with a little bit of talent.

Even in just over a month, maybe Chu Weiyang will become less powerful than the monks of the Five Elements Sect, less tenacious in his mind than the Implications of the Sword Sect, less subtle in Taoism than the schools of cultivation and refinement of the soul, and even farther away from reality than reality. Far inferior to Shangming Palace...

All these victories were "stolen" from these Taoists by Chu Weiyang's misplaced position.

Even, in the end, everyone will forget about Chu Weiyang's victory, and only remember the discord between humanity and law, and then the defeat due to these discords.

So when I taught people to think about it again, it turned out that it was just a casual cultivator with a little talent.

Only at this critical juncture of the "ninety" can Chu Weiyang win another game, and with [-] consecutive victories, he can seize the vacant position flawlessly into his own hands. At that time, it is necessary to teach Zhuxiu to face Chu Weiyang's achievements squarely.

At that time, the various sects of the Yuan Sect regarded Chu Weiyang as one of their comrades.

Even the sects of the Taoist sect would have no choice but to publicize Chu Weiyang's reputation.

Because no one has ever won these twelve games, it's not everyone's problem, but it can't be Chu Weiyang's problem either.

If this is a monk who is not strong and has no high talents, then what are the twelve people who have faced his successive defeats?

What are the top Tianjiao Taoists who have seized [-] vacancies like him?
At that time, to belittle Chu Weiyang was to belittle everyone. Only when Chu Weiyang's reputation was publicized could all the cultivators be happy.

Senior brother Ce Xingshan, who was certain to win [-] games before, has already begun to enjoy this kind of treatment.

Only at this moment, those extremely flashy things will be calcined into real gold in the heat of everyone's voices!

Chu Weiyang has no way of guessing, let alone knowing, who will be decided by Xuanmen to perform with Chu Weiyang on the altar.

But Chu Weiyang only knows one thing, he needs to be stronger, needs to keep becoming stronger than himself today!Become stronger where the cultivators of the Xuan family have not reached!
In a flash of thought, Chu Weiyang raised his hand.

An extremely tiny mysterious thunder flashed away, and when I looked at it again from the same spot, there was a condensed light of blood on the tip of Chu Weiyang's fingertips, and Chu Weiyang's thick mana wrapped a ray of blood that was extremely faint , hanging in front of oneself.

The blood light swelled up little by little, and when one looked carefully, it was the Taiyin Thunder Seal that had been melted into one with the Qi and blood itself, regardless of each other.

The point is not the lightning itself, as Chu Weiyang's mana continued to flow away, gradually, that lightning also expanded in front of Chu Weiyang's eyes.

Looking at it in this way, what Chu Weiyang saw was already a complete and harmonious Taiyin thunder seal.

The point here lies in the completeness and harmony of the Lei Zhuan.

It's like opening up 32 complete Taiyin thunder ponds from the dragon on the spine. This is a certain symbol, a symbol that Chu Weiyang has practiced the "Thunder Sea Washing the Body Sutra" to a certain level.

This also means that Chu Weiyang's solid background can continue to be cultivated towards the next level.

So, while holding his breath and concentrating, Chu Weiyang turned his hands and took out the jade box.

When it was opened again, the cold thunder jade lotus sealed in the jade box had no leaves. When I looked carefully, even the petals of the lotus had been picked off by Chu Weiyang, but only the lotus platform and the Chu Weiyang didn't move the lotus seeds that were nourished.

In the next moment, Chu Weiyang didn't put his hand into the jade box, he just raised his hand, and a lotus seed was wrapped in thick magic power, hanging in the sky above Chu Weiyang's palm.

Different from the other parts of this top-quality spiritual material, almost the moment Chu Weiyang took it off from the body, the outer appearance would be removed, leaving only a cloud of aura entwined with thunder.

This lotus seed, in the palm of Chu Weiyang, still looks like the lotus seed itself.

This is the spiritual material of the spiritual material, the essence of the essence.

That is the silence and condensed power of pure thunder that no longer needs to be refined.

So, looking at it like this, Chu Weiyang suddenly raised his hand, and said that the moment the sword pointed towards a certain big orifice of his own, a flash of sword light disappeared, and in an instant, it hit Chu Weiyang's body. Qi and blood penetrated, and muscles were torn apart!
This may be the first time that one of Chu Weiyang's Dao body's 72 great orifices has been revealed to his eyes in such an intuitive way.

Bright red blood spattered, but Chu Weiyang frowned slightly, then carefully wrapped the lotus seed with mana, and went straight to fill the piercing wound.

The number of lotus seeds in the jade lotus of cold thunder is 72, which is exactly the number of the great orifices of the human body.

This is one of the secret methods for cultivating one's own qi and blood with external spiritual materials recorded in the "Lei Hai Washing the Body Sutra".

This is the abundant wealth that Chu Weiyang filled into those hungry and thirsty qi and blood!
And this process, Chu Weiyang had to repeat 71 times.

It was as if he really didn't feel the pain, but at certain occasions, Chu Weiyang frowned slightly uncontrollably.

But if he wants to win, he needs to be stronger, and he needs to keep becoming stronger than himself today!
Become stronger where the cultivators of the Xuan family have not reached!
And amidst such real pain, Chu Weiyang began to look forward to the arrival of tomorrow!
(End of this chapter)