Journey to the West: Start by giving Taishang Laojun a whole life

Chapter 118 The wonderful Dapeng fighting dragon magic! The founder of the sect?
It was the first time that Zhang Tian felt the horror after getting started with the Tao Te Ching.

He originally thought that his increased understanding was already a very profitable thing, but he never expected that there would be something even more amazing.

His Taoist eye hidden in his pupils completely captured the figures of the little white dragon and the young man from the Peng clan who were fighting non-stop, and even saw the trajectory of the magical power.

He immersed himself in it.

Constantly thinking about it in my mind.

He gestured with his fingers subconsciously, and before he knew it, he had figured out the Dapeng Fighting Dragon Technique, which he used in combat, one move after another.

Zhang Tian integrated the Xuanwu magic that was originally taught to him by the Zhenwu Patriarch. It was a simplified version of the Xuanwu magical power. It could temporarily transform the soul into the Xuanwu Dharma image and perform powerful magical spells.

He gradually seemed to understand something, and all kinds of strange ideas flashed through his mind.

When he came to his senses, he saw Qingniu's expression as if he had seen a ghost. The other party gave him a look that was so fearless that he actually encouraged him to go forward and suppress the little white dragon and the boy from the Peng clan.

Qingniu: Come on! It's time to show off. This is a perfect opportunity to show off in front of others!

But Zhang Tian remained unmoved.

After all, he was not the kind of person who liked to pretend. Secondly, he more or less did not want to cause trouble. After all, the Phoenix clan had two powerful, shameless, and ferocious creatures, namely the peacock and the roc.

Normally, he doesn't want to cause trouble.

While everyone was watching the excitement, the little white dragon and the young Peng clan member who were fighting each other separated. It was the young Peng clan member who stopped fighting on his own initiative because he saw the crowd gathered around him and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals who had something wrong in their eyes.

Then you know that the other party has come to support you.

For a moment, he was a little afraid, so he stopped his attack, but he still refused to give in. "Little White Dragon, if you are a real man, wait until tomorrow at your father's birthday party, and we will have a fierce fight! We will decide life and death!"

Xiao Bailong snorted coldly, "Last time, I won the first place and stepped on your brother. It's not that great. He is just showing off his verbal skills."

He spoke with a venomous tongue, "What are you talking about? Wait until you have the ability to pass the three levels first, and then go to the end. You might get stepped on halfway and become a dead bird!"

The Peng clan boy snorted disdainfully, glanced around coldly, belittled all the disciples of the major cultivation sects, and shouted arrogantly, "They are just chickens and dogs. Even if I let them help, I am still invincible!"

The two men fought, but there was no winner. However, the onlookers present were seriously injured. They all glared at him angrily for a while, but they could do nothing about the young man from the Peng clan and let him leave arrogantly.

The fourth brother was also extremely angry, and cursed in a low voice, "What's so great about it? It's just a natural beast that has been gifted with magical powers since childhood. If you were born like me, I would trample you to death!"

It is not easy for the demon race to practice.

Most of them will transform into human bodies first.

It is only because all the great masters of supernatural powers in this world are in human form, and the supernatural powers and techniques passed down are mainly based on the human form. It is even rumored that the human race was created by those great masters in their own image. It has been so long since then that the exact number is no longer known.

However, some unique beasts are loved by heaven and earth. They are born with various bloodline inheritances and magical powers. They do not need to spend a long time practicing like humans, and they may not necessarily succeed in their practice.

Therefore, it has a great advantage in practice!
What's more, it's a famous exotic beast like the Dapeng, whose magical powers are even more extraordinary. Fourth Senior Brother only cursed it behind its back. After all, he knew in his heart that it was too difficult to practice magical powers comparable to the Dapeng. He couldn't help but sigh.

Only Zhang Tian seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Brother, if there is a magic in the world that can easily allow people to succeed in cultivation, and its power is no less than that of supernatural powers, do you think such a magic is easy to sell?" "Of course!"

Supernatural powers are extremely precious, but the threshold is extremely high. After all, they were created by the Immortal Golden Immortals, and they are naturally very high. You can’t learn them just because you want to.

The fourth brother laughed at himself, "I heard that only the most top-level Three Pure Ones in the world have the ability to simplify and pass on that magical power to their disciples. As for those of us who are not from the Three Pure Ones... we should just forget about it. There is no way such a thing can exist!"

The power is comparable to supernatural powers.

The threshold for practice is extremely low.

Isn't this the same as going to a brothel, not wanting to spend a lot of money, but wanting to hire the most beautiful, curviest, and most skilled girl, and galloping with her? Dream on!
But Zhang Tian smiled but said nothing.

He returned to his residence, and his mind kept recalling the fight between Xiaobailong and the Dapeng clan, with each move constantly being disassembled before his eyes.

His eyes of Tao were shining.

All kinds of inspirations emerged in my mind.

Gradually integrating the supernatural powers and insights he had gained from practicing for so many years, he unknowingly achieved what others could not do and merged the chaotic and incompatible Hunyuan Yi together.

"This is the ability of the Eight-Nine Profound Art..."

"I seem to have caught a glimpse of fur!"

Originally the Eight-Nine Profound Art was an unparalleled magical power that integrated many magical powers and controlled them all with one's own power, while the Three-Three Divine Art was just the simplest method that was simplified ten thousand times. Now that he had grasped the basics, how could Zhang Tian not be happy?
He waved his hands, and an invisible wave moved around. He was constantly deducing and perfecting the Dapeng Fighting Dragon Technique.

Quietly.

A voice came from behind, "You have indeed learned the magical powers of the Dapeng and the dragon clan! You beast!"

The one who spoke was naturally Qingniu. He looked at Zhang Tian as if he were a pervert, and watched the magic he performed with a little interest. He couldn't help but marvel at it, "It's neither like magic nor like magical power. Instead, it's like a physical combat method. Tsk tsk, are you going to become the founder of a sect?"

Zhang Tian chuckled. He knew that the other party was insulting him, but he didn't care. After all, he was not even an immortal, so he really had no persuasiveness. The path of magic was simplified by the golden finger, so naturally he had no confidence.

Qingniu just mentioned it casually, and then explained some things. It turned out that he wanted to run away. "When that pretty boy was fighting with the little bird, he looked at me three times. It is very likely that he recognized my identity. I have to leave first, otherwise his father will definitely take out the magic weapon to subdue the demon."

The Four Dragon Kings are not very powerful, but their ancestors were more or less wealthy and had connections with the big guys in Heaven. They took care of them and left behind many good magic weapons.

Therefore, Qingniu was afraid that the other party would complain, and also afraid that the other party would take out the good treasures, and then he would have to bear the consequences if he couldn't eat them.

After all, he should still be in jail in Shenniu Village to pay off his debts!

It shouldn't appear in this West Sea Dragon Palace.

So Qingniu pondered for a moment, and in the shocked eyes of Zhang Tian, he took off the diamond bracelet from his arm and threw it to Zhang Tian casually, "I'll give you this thing to protect yourself first. Do you know how to use it?"

Zhang Tian was so happy that he nodded repeatedly, "I know, I know, just hit it on the head, it will hit the target every time!"

Qingniu was confused: "Ah? Does this bracelet have this effect? Who said that?"
(End of this chapter)