Simultaneous travel: Each of me has a different golden finger

Chapter 222 Snowy Image
"The road is full of clouds, and there is no rainbow... Chisongzi has mastered this artistic conception."

Bei Mingzi nodded slightly.

When the sky cleared up after snowing, Chisongzi comprehended the Snow Sword, and used this state of mind to condense his martial arts will. It would not be difficult for him to become a grandmaster in the future.

However, there was a flash of worry in Bei Mingzi's eyes. Chi Songzi was comprehending the artistic conception based on the Xue Ji Sword.

What will happen if Xue Jijian is not here?

The artistic conception in the sky was gathered by Chisongzi and transformed into a transparent Xueji sword in the air, the shape of which was exactly the same as the sword in his hand.

"Teacher, please help! The bad guy is going to die!"

Xiao Meng screamed when she saw the sword of artistic conception slashing down towards Bai Jing's head, and she desperately shook Bei Mingzi's arm.

Bei Mingzi was helpless and said, "He won't die. Didn't you see that he still looked calm and composed?"

Hearing this, Xiao Meng quickly looked towards the field.

Bai Jing smiled faintly, without dodging or evading, allowing the sword of artistic conception to pass through his body, and his figure gradually faded.

It turned out that what was left there was just a shadow!
Chisongzi was slightly surprised. He didn't even notice when Bai Jing left, but this familiar move made him recognize the method used by Bai Jing.

“This is being one with the light and dust!”

Xiaomeng widened her eyes.

“Harmonizing with the light, being one with the dust, being as clear as if it exists… His body turned into dust, disappearing into the formless, without a trace.

Bai Jing has cultivated this skill to the extreme."

Bei Mingzi chuckled.

At this time, Bai Jing's figure slowly emerged in a corner of the martial arts arena.

Chisongzi and the six elders were all amazed, and there was no sign of frustration at the failure of their ultimate move.

The higher Bai Jing’s achievements are, the more powerful the Taoist Tianzong will be in the future!
"Come again!"

Chisongzi kept swinging his sword, and the power of a grandmaster level disrupted the venue beyond recognition, with rubble all over the ground, strong winds blowing, and all living things in unrest.

It’s just that Bai Jing’s body skills were amazing, so none of his moves hit the target effectively, and most of his true energy was wasted in vain.

Chisongzi's forehead was covered in cold sweat. It was too difficult to use the body of a master to drive the power of a grand master.

He still underestimated Bai Jing. Just with his body skills similar to Guang Tongchen's, Bai Jing could exhaust him to death!

But this cannot be blamed on Chisongzi. If Heguangtongchen wants to achieve the effect of Baijing, he must cultivate to the perfect state.

For hundreds of years, Bei Mingzi was the only successful person in the Taoist Tianzong, and it was only after he became a supreme grandmaster and achieved the highest attainments in martial arts that he was able to comprehend it.

Who would have thought that Bai Jing could achieve this level in just a few years in the mountains.

Chisongzi gritted his teeth and decided to keep his junior master uncle on the mountain!
"boom!"

Chisongzi held the sword in both hands, and the range covered by the Xue Ji artistic conception expanded by three points. He wanted to break all the techniques with one force and leave Bai Jing nowhere to hide.

"I have controlled Xue Ji for nearly fifteen years. With this sword in hand, I will never lose to Junior Master!"

Chisongzi looked determined and believed in the sword in his hand.

"Master, you are obsessed."

Bai Jing had a deep look on his face. He took the initiative to appear and performed the third level of Reverse Rebirth. His body turned pale white and he possessed the power of dragon and tiger.

"Come!"

Bai Jing stretched out his big hand towards Xue Ji, intending to snatch the blade with his bare hands!
"Uncle Junior Master, you underestimated me!"

Seeing that Bai Jing looked down on him so much, Chisongzi felt a surge of anger in his heart, and poured all his true energy into the sword. The power of the grandmaster burst out, and the earth shook.

"Bring it!"

Bai Jing did not dodge or evade, but directly grabbed Xue Ji. The force from the sword continued to destroy Bai Jing's reverse state, but was quickly repaired.

"The magic machine is perfected!"

Grab it and refine it instantly!

Something happened that shocked everyone.

The Xueji sword in Chisongzi's hand seemed to have its own consciousness. It took the initiative to break away from his control and flew into the air. Then it floated beside Bai Jing, making bursts of sword sounds, as if cheering. "Xueji, my Xueji!"

Chisongzi's eyes were red, as if he saw the goddess he had been pursuing for many years kneeling down to lick the yellow-haired man.

"What kind of method is this!"

"Young Master is indeed worthy of being called Daozi!"

"It's not unfair that the leader lost!"

Everyone was amazed at Bai Jing's mysterious and unpredictable methods, except Bei Mingzi, whose eyes were on Chi Songzi.

Chisongzi's breathing was disordered and rapid, with a faint flash of black air on his forehead. The true energy in his body was out of control and there was a tendency for it to run wild!

"wake up!"

Bei Mingzi shouted in a low voice, which was like the sound of Tao pouring down on his head. Chi Songzi woke up from his dream and realized that something was wrong with himself. He quickly sat cross-legged and regulated his breathing.

The six elders were shocked and wondered, the state of the Sect Leader just now seemed to be possessed? !
Half an hour passed before Chisongzi slowly opened his eyes, his breath weak, and he sighed leisurely.

"Thank you, Junior Uncle, for your guidance. Thank you, Uncle Bei Ming, for saving my life."

"You are too obsessed with the shape of the Xue Ji Sword."

Bai Jing also sat cross-legged and said, "The snow is originally a celestial phenomenon. The sword forger only put the snow into it for future generations to comprehend.

The first clear day after the snow is like the blooming of spring flowers, a ray of hope after the snow. Master, you are missing the point and are obsessed with the sword shape itself.

But we forget that artistic conception is the foundation.

It's still okay today because I took the Xue Ji Sword. If you lost Xue Ji to the Human Sect in the Heaven-Man Covenant, what would happen? "

"...If that is true, I am afraid that the foundation of my cultivation will be completely destroyed, and I will die in depression, killed by my own obsession."

A hint of bitterness appeared at the corner of Chisongzi's mouth.

He wanted to hit Bai Jing, but unexpectedly he was woken up by Bai Jing instead.

Daozi is worthy of being Daozi. He cannot be judged by common sense, and there is no need for them to make decisions for him.

In the past there was a child prodigy who was the smartest in the world, but at home, his parents believed that the child prodigy was not as smart as themselves.

How is his behavior different from that of the patriarch?

When he thought of this, Chisongzi felt even more ashamed.

“It’s good that you woke up in time. I knew you were obsessed with the Xue Ji Sword, but I didn’t expect your obsession to be this deep.

If Bai Jing hadn’t discovered it in time, it would have caused a disaster.”

Bei Mingzi came up to the two of them and shook his head.

"Disciple is ashamed."

Chisongzi bowed to the two of them and never mentioned again the matter of stopping Bai Jing from going down the mountain.

Bei Mingzi turned to look at Bai Jing and said, "I know that he has this obsession because the image of snow has not been fully realized and condensed for a long time.

How did you know that?

"A fluke, a fluke."

Bai Jing laughed.

He couldn't say that he knew the plot and that Chisongzi would lose to Xiaoyaozi in the next encounter between heaven and man and die in depression.

"The artistic conception of snowy days cannot be comprehended with just this sword. You can gain more by observing the heavy snow and the sudden rise of the sun.

This Xue Ji Sword is no longer suitable for you to hold, do you understand?"

Bei Mingzi's words are meaningful.

He didn't mean to seize Chisongzi's position as the head of the sect, but his obsession was too deep, and it was indeed not suitable for him to see the Xue Ji Sword again in a short period of time.

This is harmful rather than beneficial to Chisongzi.

(End of this chapter)