Fairyland Sunshine

Chapter 197: Are the uses of Xuan Gong endless?

Naturally, the strength of magic power also differs in quality and quantity, but the mystery of the Fa Tian Heng can also measure the superiority of the two.

What's more, Yu Shengyang also has superior Taoism, superior foundation, first-class skills, and first-class Gangsha, so even if there is a slight gap, how big can it be?

Being belittled by Ying Xianlin again and again, although Yu Shengyang was not angry, he could not help but feel a little unhappy. He responded coldly: "Okay, let me see what methods you have, Taoist friend."

After saying this, without waiting for a response, he shook his body slightly.

Boom!

There seemed to be a thunderbolt exploding in the sky, and suddenly there seemed to be a gathering of wind and clouds. A thousand-foot-long mysterious light rushed up from the top of Yu Shengyang's head, instantly shocking the cultivators in all directions!
"What kind of magical power does this person have?" Some people in the mountains were so shocked that they lost their voices. They could not help but be shocked: "My master, Immortal Yongsong, is probably only this powerful!"

Xu Heng raised his head to look for the mysterious light, and unexpectedly it was heading straight for the vast height. He couldn't help but show a look of surprise on his face.

Yu Shengyang, truly the most powerful magician!

Xu Heng felt that his magical powers were profound and few people could compare to him. Before he even merged Gang and Sha, he had already reached the level of Xuan Yi.

However, this person's magical power was far superior to his own. Xu Heng even felt that this could not be explained by the 8864th level of the Dao Foundation. It must have been caused by countless hardships, countless adventures, and countless opportunities to achieve such an achievement.

Xu Heng suddenly realized why Master Shui Jing said that there are many talented people in the world today.

There is a legend in ancient times about a man who practiced Qi to the 128th level. When he first achieved the Mysterious Light, he could compete with the practitioners of the Refining Gang. Today, Yu Shengyang is not necessarily inferior to him in any way.

And such people may not be able to take the lead in just one wave of this era.

When Xu Heng thought of this, he actually didn't think of Ying Xianlin, nor did he see other people's figures flash by his mind. However, his heart was filled with a surge of spirit, as if a torrent was rolling down a cliff and about to hit the sky. His aura fluctuated for a moment, causing Fellow Daoist Yu to look at him sideways.

"With such swordsmanship and meritorious deeds, Fellow Daoist Xu is definitely not an unknown person..."

Fellow Daoist Yu seemed to be thinking about something, but since the two of them became friends, they had tacitly agreed not to inquire about each other's identities. Naturally, he would not ask at this time, and now was definitely not the right time.

On both sides of Fa Tianheng, Yu Shengyang and Ying Xianlin stood opposite each other. Daoist Yu cast his gaze over there, and Ying Xianlin suddenly seemed to sense something and tilted his head slightly to look over there. Their eyes crossed.

Fellow Daoist Yu frowned slightly, but Ying Xianlin simply swept his gaze from Xu Heng again, then retracted his gaze back to his present self and raised his hand slightly.

Compared to the magnificent power of Yu Shengyang when he moved the magic power, Ying Xianlin just raised two fingers as a seal, with light wind and clouds, and no mysterious light, but under the opponent's overwhelming momentum, he created a quiet place.

Yu Shengyang's expression remained unchanged. He just mobilized his magical power, and it surged towards the black rock under his feet. Fa Tianheng was indeed very magical. Under the impact of such magical power, even a peak would probably collapse.

But the flying rock only sank slightly, and then runes appeared on its surface, and in a moment they were intertwined into a net.

Ying Xianlin remained calm when he saw this. As he exerted his magic power towards Xuanyan, runes appeared and intertwined. Although the momentum was not as fast as Yu Shengyang's, it was also increasing gradually.

Fang Shuo's magic power was only as strong as four runes, but what Yu Shengyang and Ying Xianlin displayed at this moment was nearly ten times as much as his, and there was still no end in sight, and they were already showing signs of interweaving into a circle.

Of course, there are actually slight differences between the before and after. Fang Shuo was measuring the weight of the magic power, while Ying Xianlin and Yu Shengyang were exerting their magic power towards Fa Tianheng to compete with each other in the air.

The Fatian Balance does not measure the weight of the mana, but the "strength" that the mana of two people can exert. For some cultivators who are good at using mana, they can often use one point of mana to exert two, three, or ten points of strength. In other words, even if the mana is not enough, as long as the use is more sophisticated, it is possible to gain the upper hand.

Yu Shengyang soon discovered that Ying Xianlin was clearly better than him in this regard.

He frowned slightly, but soon relaxed his brows. He was also a person of extraordinary background and profound Taoism, and his use of magic power was actually very good. Even if he was slightly inferior to Ying Xianlin, the gap was not too big.

With this advantage alone, Ying Xianlin would never be able to make up for the gap in magical power between the two.

As Yu Shengyang urged his profound skills, his magic power surged, and the black rock suddenly shone with light. The runes intertwined like vines, instantly forming a perfect talisman that seemed to be one.

"Forty-nine?"

In the distance, Xu Heng's eyes flickered slightly. Fellow Daoist Yu said that the rune showed its full shape and was round. He didn't expect that Yu Shengyang could actually do it. A careful calculation showed that the number was seventy-seven, which seemed to be in line with the mysterious principle.

He wanted to take a closer look and try to figure out the mystery behind it, but unfortunately, he didn't know if he was too far away, so he looked for a while but found nothing.

At this time, Ying Xianlin saw that Yu Shengyang actually revealed the full form of the talisman, but his brows were still calm. He just slowly added magic power, revealing the talisman patterns one by one, slowly and steadily weaving out its full form.

Yu Shengyang frowned again.

For monks like them, many things are obvious unless they are deliberately concealed.

Although Ying Xianlin's magic power was huge, there was still a big gap between him and him, otherwise how could he admit it. In terms of magic power alone, he was not as good as Yu Shengyang.

Although Yu Shengyang still has some strength left, he is almost there. Even if Ying Xianlin could do it, he shouldn't do it so easily.

Yu Shengyang's heart moved slightly, and suddenly his gaze focused on Ying Xianlin, and his expression finally changed slightly.

Ying Xianlin saw his gaze and saw that he had no intention of concealing anything, so Yu Shengyang used his Dharma eyes to see through it and saw that deep in this person's body, there seemed to be five-colored lights flowing, and the five internal organs and five energies were circulating, making his magic power inexhaustible.

"Did this person use external objects to restore his magic power?"

Yu Shengyang just had this thought and shook his head secretly. He and Ying Xianlin were competing in the use of the mysterious skills, so how could it count if he used external objects? With Ying Xianlin's pride, he would never act like this.

So, is this the magic of Ying Xianlin's profound skill?
In fact, superior Taoist methods have many wonders that ordinary cultivators cannot imagine. Taoist methods that can restore magic power are not uncommon. The Taoist method practiced by Yu Shengyang not only cultivates extremely powerful magic power, but also has some ability to restore the original state.

But Yu Shengyang had never seen anyone like Ying Xianlin, whose magic power was endless and seemed to be replenished as soon as he used it.

"Impossible." Yu Shengyang's eyes narrowed slightly. There is no water without a source in the world. Not a trace of magic power of a cultivator comes out of thin air. No matter how fast Ying Xianlin's magic power recovers, it will never be used and then returned.

He wanted to see whether this person's magic power was really endless!

Yu Shengyang stepped onto the flying rock and sat down cross-legged again. He closed his eyes slightly and then stopped moving. However, the Xuanyan talisman under his seat shone brighter and brighter.

(End of this chapter)