The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 28: Counterattack on Yaoguang Celebrity
A barren, uninhabited mountain, its red soil interwoven with the reddish-brown rocks, resembles a scar on the earth. The vast expanse of land is utterly empty, with only bare rocky mountains dotting the horizon, creating a scene of exceptional desolation and loneliness.

The setting sun was like blood, dyeing the stone mountains a coppery red. The jagged rocks pierced the sky like the fangs of ancient beasts. The wind whistled through the cracks in the rocks, making a whimpering sound that completely expressed the desolation of the northern region.

Ning Qingyi immersed himself in the stone mountain, his heart calm.

After locating the Yaoguang Holy Land mining area, Ning Qingyi surveyed the terrain in all directions and selected eight stone mountains according to the Bagua formation. These mountains served little purpose in the formation; their primary purpose was to sense and determine his position, ensuring a quick escape should anything go awry. Of course, each Bagua position varied, and the direction facing the Death Gate was the Taichu Ancient Mine. Even with preparation, there was no guarantee of what might happen.

The stone mountain is located in the Gen position, and there is an oasis in front of it. In addition to the local residents of the Northern Territory, there are also holy places, large religious bases and bandits. If you sneak in, you can easily pass yourself off as the real one.

Soon, Elder Yaoguang, who had been chasing from the mining area, also landed.

This was an old man with a head full of white hair, who looked to be in his sixties or seventies. He was in good spirits and dressed in the Taoist robes of the Yaoguang Holy Land. His divine power was as deep as the sea, and just standing there made the stone mountains tremble.

Taoist Yaoguang stared at Ning Qing coldly and asked, "Who are you? How dare you sneak into the mining area of ​​my Yaoguang Holy Land? What did you find down there? Tell me!"

Ning Qingyi remained silent, but the golden little man between his eyebrows emitted waves of spiritual power, and he soon determined the realm of the Taoist Yaoguang in front of him.

Six transformations of a dragon!

In terms of cultivation, he almost surpassed Ning Qing by a whole realm!

Ning Qingyi became calmer when he sensed this. He knew that this should be the first formidable opponent he encountered in his monastic career.

Taoist Yaoguang was somewhat surprised to feel the vigorous energy of the young man before him. He said, "At such a young age, you have already reached the highest perfection of the Four Extremes. Which noble family or holy land are you descended from?"

Ning Qingyi said, "He's just a wanderer from the Eastern Wasteland."

"Hmph, you idiot!" The Yaoguang Master's voice was deep and powerful, as if carrying endless majesty: "Hand over the treasures you found in the source mine, and I can spare your life."

Ning Qingyi continued to remain silent.

Taoist Yaoguang's expression gradually darkened. He said, "Okay, you're being stubborn, eh? Once I capture you, I'll naturally find a way to make you talk."

As soon as he finished speaking, a massive surge of divine power emanated from the body of the old Taoist Yaoguang. This renowned Yaoguang master, who had achieved the sixth level of dragon transformation, didn't resort to any fancy moves. He simply reached out, his divine power condensing into a massive hand, and grasped down directly, completely ignoring Ning Qingyi.

Ning Qingyi was also not afraid. Five-colored divine light swept out from the Taoist palace, forming a canopy of precious clouds. As the five colors flowed, a faint aura of immunity to all kinds of attacks came.

This is also a method of using the five-colored divine light. It is a magical power that he modified based on Ge Hong's legacy and some ideas in his mind.

The old Taoist priest Yaoguang's big hand collided with the five-colored canopy, and the aftermath shook the entire stone mountain, and many rocks were blown back into the sky.

The next moment, Taoist Yaoguang's face was filled with astonishment. He said, "Although it was just a casual attack, you were able to withstand it head-on. What kind of magical power is this?"

Ning Qing's already calm state of mind became even more serene. As expected, he could defeat even someone from the Holy Land who had transformed into a dragon in the sixth stage!

Seeing that he didn't answer, the old Taoist priest Yaoguang felt a surge of shame and anger, his expression darkening even further. In this day and age, he was a renowned figure in the Yaoguang Holy Land, and his Sixth Transformation of the Dragon realm allowed him to run rampant in the Eastern Wasteland.

"Hmph, you don't know how high the heavens are or how deep the earth is!" Seeing Ning Qingyi continue to remain silent, he said, "Very good, let's see how many of your moves you can block."

The old Taoist priest Yaoguang attacked angrily, his body moved, and instantly turned into a holy light rushing towards Ning Qingyi, then slapped him forward.

This time, the old Taoist priest no longer simply used his divine power. The seemingly ordinary slap actually contained Yaoguang's ultimate killing technique, the Yellow Mud Hand.

According to legend, fifteen hundred years ago, there was an unrivaled successor in the Yaoguang Holy Land. His move called Yellow Mud Hand was extremely terrifying and could beat even the most powerful people into pieces like mud. It was extremely terrifying.

Now that the old Taoist priest used it, he could see bursts of negative energy coming from near his palms, and the void seemed to be rotten.

A hint of caution flashed across Ning Qing's eyes. He knew his opponent was no pushover; the gap of seven minor realms was no small matter. But he felt no fear. Instead, he felt an inexplicable excitement—this kind of battle across realms was a rare test for him.

He let out a long roar, his blood boiling, and rushed forward with great bravery. His vigorous life force even surprised the old Taoist Yaoguang.

At the same time, his body radiated a golden aura, overflowing with jade light as he unleashed the Namo Fist, a technique inherited from the Invincible Golden Body. This was a peerless Buddhist boxing technique, a supreme martial art from the distant ancient times, a technique used by the Buddhist sect to dominate the nine heavens and ten earths.

"boom!"

Namo Fist faced the yellow mud hand, and the strong wind caused by the collision of fists and palms was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, shaking the surrounding rocks and causing them to collapse.

Ning Qingyi felt the blood and energy in his body surging, and a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but he also noticed that there was a gap in the circulation of the old Taoist Yaoguang's divine power, and he was obviously not feeling well either.

"Come again!"

Ning Qing swallowed up the mountains and rivers with one breath, and punched forward repeatedly with the Nanwu Fist, trying to hit the yellow mud hand of the old Taoist Yaoguang.

Taoist Yaoguang was increasingly surprised that he hadn't completely gained the upper hand in the clash. Although he wasn't injured, his blood was boiling. His eyes grew serious, knowing he might have encountered the legendary young prodigy.

"It seems you have some skills, but you will definitely die today!"

The old Taoist priest Yaoguang also attacked again, his palms and fingers were earth-yellow, and his divine power fell like yellow mud and pressed down again.

A warning flashed through Ning Qingyi's mind, but he had no intention of dodging. The golden light in his fist became brighter, and a rotating "卍" character appeared on it.

"Snapped!"

Sure enough, the yellow mud hand showed terrible power, and the void was directly rotten and dilapidated.

But Ning Qingyi's Namo Fist was not damaged at all. When he threw a punch, a long roar of a dragon suddenly sounded between the stone mountains, and it directly pierced through the void.

The two of them attacked each other quickly in the void for several rounds, but unexpectedly, after a few punches, the arm of the famous Yaoguang was broken with a bang!

The old Taoist felt severe pain in his body and flew out, blood splattering into the sky.

Ning Qingyi didn't pursue, instead reflecting on his previous state. He stood in the void, executing each Namo Fist move after move. His robes fluttered, and the image of the Mingwang Dharma King emerged behind him, each palm holding a rotating swastika. A cloud-shattering Buddhist chant resounded through the air!
Apparently, during the battle, his understanding of the Nanwu Fist had deepened. This strange phenomenon caused the old Taoist priest below to change his expression.

"Impossible! You've crossed seven realms to defeat me. Which sect are you descended from? Mount Xumi in the Western Desert?!"

The old Taoist priest Yaoguang gathered all his divine strength, and his palms quickly formed seals in the void. Brilliant holy light surged towards Ning Qingyi like a tide. Every ray of light contained powerful energy, as if to tear Ning Qingyi to pieces in an instant.

Ning Qing roared in anger, and a golden aura as vast as a mountain emanated from his body, spreading outwards. Behind his head, a round disk appeared, like a piece of white jade, the sun and moon shining down, bright and flawless. A loud sound resounded from it, stirring up waves of Buddhist chanting.

From a distance, he looked like an ancient Dharmadhatu Vajra King.

Majestic and powerful!
The holy light bombarded him, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and was easily dissolved by the invincible golden body.

"Die!"

He roared and his body disappeared instantly. The next moment, he appeared in front of Taoist Yaoguang and punched him.

Golden light flashed, the "卍" character shone brightly, there were celestial dragons chanting, there were Buddhas reciting scriptures, and the fist wind was like the roar of dragons and tigers, directly flattening the already collapsed stone mountain.
The old Taoist priest Yaoguang's face changed drastically, knowing that he would probably die if hit by this punch. He saw a divine light flashing on his body, and a bronze bell flew out from the wheel sea three inches below his navel, blocking in front of him.

This is a magic weapon he forged with purple copper, even mixed with some Daluo silver essence, named after his own Taoist name. It is his carrier of Taoism and has accompanied him through many battles.

The bronze bell was sacrificed, and the ringing of the bell directly slowed down the surrounding void. The holy light energy formed into many barriers, trying to put Ning Qingyi into a fatal situation.

Ning Qing took the steps of a dragon and a tiger, and with a powerful charge, he suddenly broke through the layers of holy light in front of him. Then he slammed the bronze bell with his Nanwu fist, knocking the old Taoist priest and his weapon away.

"Can I break it?"

At this moment, Ning Qingyi's blood was boiling, and every punch made his energy and blood more and more vigorous, as if it was activated.

He rushed forward suddenly, but did not attack the old Taoist priest. Instead, he punched him hard several times.

boom! boom! boom!
The bronze bell was struck with lines of cracks, which made the old Taoist priest's eyes tear up, because this was his future tool to prove his faith!

At this moment, the old Taoist Yaoguang no longer cared about anything. A tripod flew out from the sea of ​​wheels, emitting a terrifying aura.

This is a small black tripod with dragon patterns hanging down, flashing a dazzling light, as if a real black dragon has revived.

"Boy, dying under the forbidden imperial weapon of Yaoguang is a great honor for you."

The old Taoist priest Yaoguang had a ferocious look on his face, and was about to unleash the power of the forbidden weapon in his hand, but he didn't expect that Ning Qingyi's back shook slightly, and an identical figure appeared behind him.

This Ning Qingyi moved slightly, and the five energies of green, yellow, red, white and black rotated, forming a five-colored divine light and bursts of loud sounds, which directly brushed towards the old Taoist Yaoguang and the forbidden weapon.

The old Taoist's face changed drastically, but when he was swept by the five-colored divine light, the divine power in his body stopped, and even the forbidden weapon was fixed in an activated state.

"Namo!"

On the other side, Ning Qingyi let out a low shout, and the power of Namo Fist exploded instantly. Wherever the fist shadow passed, the space shattered like glass. The shadow of Buddha appeared in the void, and the sound of Tianlong Zen chanting echoed again.

The bronze bell was no longer spared and was smashed into pieces by this punch, exploding in the air.

Ning Qingyi exhaled lightly to calm his surging divine power, then looked at the old Taoist Yaoguang who was suspended in mid-air by the five-colored divine light. He gently probed through his forehead, and then the five-colored cloud flames burned the body clean.

"Impossible... I won't accept this!" This was the old Taoist priest's last thought.

After Ning Qingyi used his telepathy to detect his final thoughts, he completely exhausted all the secrets in his mind. He stood there, a hint of indifference flashing in his eyes, and his body was enveloped by a layer of golden light, as if merging with the world.

"That's all."

Ning Qingyi's figure gradually disappeared in the void, leaving only this barren stone mountain, still telling of endless desolation in the wind.

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Three days later, Ning Qingyi used the secret of word combination many times to cross the void. After going around in a big circle and erasing the secrets of heaven, he finally returned to Jiang Tingting.

When the little girl saw her master, she immediately pounced on him. She was so small that she looked like a pendant and refused to come down for a long time.

In fact, she had suffered a lot. A six-year-old girl was surrounded by strangers in this temporary rented palace. It was a blessing that she didn't cry.

Ning Qingyi rubbed the girl's head, comforted her a few words, and took her to the city to play for a while, only then did he dispel the uneasiness in the little girl's heart.

He returned to the quiet room and reviewed the battle.

There is no doubt that he almost defeated the Taoist Yaoguang, who had transformed into a dragon six times, like a piece of rotten wood. If the news got out, it would be enough to shock the world.

This is the Yaoguang Holy Land! Moreover, he had crossed so many small realms to fight against the enemy. This was simply the feat of a young emperor.

But Ning Qingyi did not have any arrogance in his heart. He knew that this was just the starting point of the road to becoming an emperor. There would be many more earth-shaking things to do in the future. He had to wipe out many peerless geniuses. They were not the dying flowers like the old Taoist. They also inherited the Emperor's Scripture, and had amazing talents and vigorous blood!

Such as the self-proclaimed ancient geniuses and princes of ancient clans, and many peerless geniuses in this world's ancient starry roads. Even on the ancient star of Beidou, there are the Central Emperor, the Southern Demon, the Northern Emperor, the Western Bodhisattva, and even the Holy Body!
Ning Qingyi contemplated his future adversary, calming himself for a moment before suppressing the fighting spirit within him. He also knew from this battle that he could delve deeper into the Unbeatable Golden Body and the Namo Fist, and that the Five-Colored Divine Light held much to be explored. He even harbored a vague hope, hoping to develop it into the Great Five Elements Technique!
The three thousand great ways of eternal life are all at the level of immortal arts. If one can evolve one or two true meanings, it will be enough to suppress the voice of an entire era.

However, this battle also had its shortcomings. This famous dragon master was still too weak. He had just used the Primordial Boundary-Defining Divine Light, the Secret of Combining Characters, and even the Secret of Numbers before he was defeated by himself.

It seems that I have to be more restrained when fighting for training in the future, and can only use one magical power at a time!
As Ning Qingyi thought this, a divine light flashed in his hand, and the ancient lapis lazuli pagoda appeared in his palm.

Unfortunately, this ancient lapis lazuli pagoda has been damaged and has declined from its original quasi-imperial weapon. It is now just a great sacred weapon, but Ning Qingyi discovered some information from it that is suspected to be from the Ancient Heavenly Venerable!

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