The devil descended from the sky, and his fists suppressed the mountains and rivers

Chapter 83: Carrying the Spirits of All Spirits, Dare to Teach the Spirits to Sharpen Their Pens (Part )
Seeing Yi Beidou step into the hall, Zhou Baiwei and others immediately followed and also walked into the hall.

Only the small western-style building was left, and the disciples from several major martial arts schools in Longhu Town stood there in a daze, unable to react for a while.

That was just now
With a wave of his hand, the young man repelled all the gods that came out of the small western-style building? !
If the shocking scenes just now had not been still deeply imprinted in everyone's minds, they would have thought that they were seeing things.

The tricks of the master on the second floor were defeated in an instant and disappeared into thin air. Who on earth is this young man? !

Yi Beidou walked into the hall, and the spiritual paintings appeared clearly before his eyes. It was as if the gods jumped out of the paintings, affecting the magnetic field in the hall, stimulating people's spirits, and causing all kinds of illusions.

Of course, this level of magnetic field cannot affect Yibeidou.

He carefully examined the Zhenling painting on the wall and found some clues.

The raw materials used in these paintings should all be some specially formulated raw materials, not ordinary chemical raw materials. Certain mineral components are added to them, which themselves have a certain influence on "feng shui".

Not only are they special materials that affect Feng Shui, but they are also mixed with powdered materials that can be used to hide spirits.

Jade, locust wood juice, etc.

The most magical of all are the eyes of these spiritual paintings.

A pair of bright and lively eyes activate the charm of the entire painting. They are the key to making these paintings "come alive" and release a strong spiritual impact.

The finishing touch brings out the spirit of the painting.

Yi Beidou's nose moved slightly, and his keen sense of smell allowed him to detect a very faint fragrance.

It's not spice, it's the smell of blood.

The blood of a master who has achieved sainthood in the flesh!
After being reborn, the body of a saintly master will have a natural fragrance. Even his blood will not have a fishy smell, but instead have a special aroma.

It turned out to be the case.

The paint used for this finishing touch not only contains materials that gather spiritual energy, but also contains the blood of saints!
In this way, when adding the finishing touch, one can leave one's true meaning on the painting to the greatest extent possible, giving it magical power.

"It's really extraordinary."

Yi Beidou exclaimed, then he looked behind him.

At this time, Zhou Baiwei and Yang Mutong both looked solemn, with a few drops of sweat running down their foreheads.

They had just touched the threshold of the Realm of Mighty Spirit, and the pressure here seemed a little too great for them.

As for Meng Qianyuan, although his blood and qi strength were sealed by the Seven-Star Demon-Subduing Needle, his foundation for reaching the peak of the Soul-Snatching Realm was still there, and he seemed to be relatively relaxed now.

"You can stay in the lobby on this floor and experience the mystery. It may be helpful to you."

Yi Beidou said.

The three of them nodded. This kind of spiritual painting arena was the first time even for them. Compared to watching the duel between saintly masters, this place was indeed more suitable for them to comprehend the mysteries.

Afterwards, Yi Beidou ignored the three people and walked forward.

In front of him were five gym owners who were standing still, struggling to hold on.

At this moment, Qi Shengping and the other four were unaware that someone had entered the hall. Their minds were completely absorbed in the Zhenling paintings in the hall, unable to extricate themselves.

Now in their eyes, the gods as tall as mountains around them are getting closer and closer, and the weapons in their hands are about to fall.

"Everyone, please retreat first!"

One of the museum owners whispered that he was already soaked with sweat and could hardly hold on any longer.

"Okay, retreat first!"

Qi Shengping and others also expressed their agreement. They knew that it was impossible to move forward any further. It would be a good choice to retreat temporarily or go to the rear where the impact would not be too severe to patiently gain insights.

However, just as they were about to retreat, they suddenly felt the pressure on their bodies suddenly eased. The mountain-like gods around them actually retreated to the sides, as if they had voluntarily made way.

What's happening here?
There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the five people. Could it be that they had persisted long enough and passed the test of the master upstairs?

Ta-ta! !
The next moment, they heard footsteps behind them.

The five people were startled and quickly looked back.

Suddenly, a tall young man appeared behind them and walked past them.

Wherever this person passed, the huge gods all retreated to the sides.

Soon, the young man disappeared in front.

They couldn't see what was ahead of them.

Because after the young man left, the gods that had retreated came back again, surrounded them again, blocked their view, and stared at them covetously.

Five people: "." It turned out that it was not them who passed the test, but these gods were just giving in to others.

Who is that young man?! How can he be so unimpeded in this place?!

Moreover, according to the rule set by the master, isn’t it that only five people are allowed to enter the dojo?
"Back off first!"

Qi Shengping said that if he stepped out and asked the martial arts disciples guarding outside, he would understand what had happened.

The five of them joined hands and retreated to the rear. They met Meng Qianyuan and others who were sitting cross-legged on the ground to comprehend the true meaning of the painting. However, they did not rush forward to disturb them, but completely retreated out of the hall in one breath.

The sun is shining, the breeze is blowing on your face, it's like two different worlds, just separated by a door.

"Shijun, who was that person who just came in?"

Qi Shengping immediately found Lu Shijun who had gathered around him and asked him.

"We don't know either, just now"

Lu Shijun and the others looked at each other, with disbelief still in their eyes, and told the five museum owners what had just happened.

this.
The five people looked at each other, their faces changing constantly, and they began to speculate.

Could it be that the young man just now was also that kind of person?

On the other side, inside the small western-style building, Yi Beidou walked up the stairs to the second floor.

In an instant, the scene before my eyes became clear.

Blue sky and sea of ​​clouds.

At this moment, he was not on the ground, but standing on the sea of ​​clouds, at the top of the sky.

In a small space, Mount Sumeru appears.

This is a spiritual illusion created by the other party painting a spiritual picture on the wall and releasing his mind to control the magnetic field.

Yi Beidou's eyes were fixed on a tall man sitting cross-legged in the sea of ​​clouds.

The man had short hair and wore a loose sleeveless shirt, revealing his muscular body.

"You are quite elegant."

Yi Beidou said.

"Since we are fighting against each other, we should put in some effort. What do you think?"

The man stood up slowly. His body was as big as a brown bear and he didn't look like a painter at all.

"It is only illusion. What I seek is real."

Yi Beidou said, pointing one hand to the sky and the other to the ground.

next moment.

boom! !

On the second floor, the magnetic field vibrated, yin and yang reversed, the free Taoist field formed by the free Dharma Seal spread, and the blue sky and sea of ​​clouds disappeared in an instant.

The whole room revealed its true appearance.

It's desolate.

This is not just a leisurely interest, but also Huang Tianhu's final test.

This is an illusion formation formed by using the magic of spiritual paintings combined with his own true meaning. As soon as he moves his mind, the illusion changes immediately, and his opponent has no possibility of defeating him.

If we can't even break this formation, then there's no point in continuing the fight.

Just like the great demon-subduing formation set up by Master Dasheng Baolian, if the formation is not broken, one will be at a disadvantage.

"Indeed, what you and I seek is real. The method of spiritual painting is just a derivative of my own practice."

Huang Tianhu was not angry even though his arrangement was disrupted by Yi Beidou. Instead, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Crash! Crash!!

It was as if a sound of rapids was coming from Huang Tianhu's body. His blood was rushing like a river. At the same time, strange phenomena appeared on his body surface.

The parts of his body that were exposed changed into brilliant colors at a speed visible to the naked eye, and vivid tattoos appeared out of thin air on his body.

Mountains and rivers are continuous, phoenixes dance and dragons soar, strange beasts roar proudly, and gods and ghosts hide.

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