Chapter 165: Resurrection
Jiang Changsheng looked at Ye Xundi, who was full of vigor and vitality, and felt filled with emotion.
Familiar yet unfamiliar faces flashed before his eyes. Despite the changes in the world, there are always people playing the same roles, and there are always some endless struggles.
Ye Xundi stared at Jiang Changsheng with a frown. He couldn't see through Jiang Changsheng's skills, but he was not confused by Jiang Changsheng's youth.
Everyone looked up to them.
Yang Zhou walked behind the four male disciples and whispered, "How about a bet? How about doing half a year of laundry for someone?"
The four disciples turned around to look at him, and one of them asked, "How do we bet?"
"There's no point in betting on the outcome. Daozu can't lose. If he loses, we'll be finished too. Let's just bet on how long the other party can last under Daozu's hands. How about each of you give a time frame?"
Yang Zhou whispered, looking at Qing'er, afraid that Qing'er would hear him.
"Okay! I'll bet on ten breaths of time."
"Ten breaths is too short. It took a while last time. I bet it will take half a cup of tea."
"You're being too ambiguous."
"I bet fifty breaths of time!"
Seeing the four fellow disciples speaking, Yang Zhou also spoke up: "Then I'll bet thirty breaths of time."
When he met Ye Xundi before, he was worried about Daozu, but now his attention is on the bet. In his opinion, if the length of time he chooses wins, he will benefit the most.
at the same time.
Jiang Changsheng and Ye Xundi rose up and flew to a higher space.
The two men looked at each other in silence. Ye Xundi was not a talkative person. He was too lazy to say anything harsh and started practicing his skills directly.
boom!
Ye Xundi's momentum surged, his true energy swirled around his body like white flames, startling the sea of clouds . Layers of impact force swept across the heaven and earth, forming one air flow circle after another that expanded and swept to the end of the sky and earth. It was extremely spectacular.
All the spectators at the foot of the mountain and in the city were eagerly waiting.
It was not the first time for most people to see Daozu take action, but they were excited every time. After all, this represented the strongest power of Dajing martial arts.
Ye Xundi rushed towards Jiang Changsheng.
Bang!
His right leg whipped Jiang Changsheng's arm like a whip, and in an instant, he felt the true energy in his right leg dissipate instantly.
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he thought to himself: "As expected of the Taoist Ancestor!"
His mind was as fast as lightning. While he was thinking, his body had already erupted with a sharp and fierce attack. Thousands of leg shadows and fist shadows fell on Jiang Changsheng like a storm.
No matter how he attacked, he couldn't break through Jiang Changsheng's spiritual shield.
"Although he has just broken through, his strength is indeed not inferior to Wusong."
Jiang Changsheng exclaimed in his heart, he is worthy of being the number one person in Tianhai.
Ye Xundi suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Changsheng looked up. A strong wind came down from the sky, blowing his robes. The disciples on the top of Wufeng all felt a great sense of oppression. The disciples with low skills were forced to half-kneel, including Yang Zhou.
Everyone looked up in horror, and Yang Zhou forgot about the bet.
They all stared with eyes wide open, dumbfounded.
An ancient fell from the sky. The size of this monument was unimaginable. The base alone was a hundred feet long and thirty feet wide. The body of the stele was translucent, and many strange patterns were engraved on the surface, like words and patterns. It exuded an endless and desolate aura, like a mountain pressing down on Jiang Changsheng with absolute domineering power.
boom--
The huge monument stopped in the air in an instant, and Jiang Changsheng easily blocked the monument by holding up the sky with one hand.
Ye Xundi's face in the monument changed drastically. He clenched his teeth, and the huge monument shattered, turning into countless sharp blades of true energy that swooped down and bombarded Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng raised his right hand, stretched out his index finger and middle finger, put the two fingers together, and transformed his spiritual power into Qi energy, which rose to the sky at an extremely fast speed, causing a shocking storm and blowing away countless Qi blades.
Ye Xundi's pupils dilated, and with a "puff", the energy pierced through his chest, dispersing all the surging true energy in his body, and blood splattered into the sky.
"How can you ..."
Ye Xundi's body was rushed upward with his limbs hanging down. He had an expression of disbelief and his eyes fell on Jiang Changsheng below.
The two were hundreds of feet apart, and he saw Jiang Changsheng's indifferent eyes.
He couldn't describe the look.
At this moment, his self-righteous arrogance disappeared.
Unprecedented fear and despair surged in my heart.
This time was different from any previous battle, he felt like he might really die.
His body began to fall, and the sharp blades of true energy in the sky turned into smoke and dissipated.
The battle is over!
Everyone witnessed Ye Xundi falling and then being caught by Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng turned around and flew back to Longqi Mountain with Ye Xundi, disappearing into the vast fog.
It was quiet on top of Wufeng Mountain.
Instead, thunderous cheers broke out first from the foot of the mountain.
Daozu won again!
Although they did not see the specific situation of the battle clearly, the huge stone tablet condensed by Ye Xundi was a feast for their eyes and made the trip worthwhile.
The warriors were all marveling at the power of ocean martial arts; such unique skills were simply unheard of.
Ye Xundi's name will be remembered by them forever!
Yang Zhou woke up from his daze and suddenly asked, "How long?"
A disciple nearby said, "I don't know. I was stunned just now, but it should be within ten breaths."
"Nonsense, I think it's within fifty breaths."
"Fifty breaths, you're so bold to say that!"
Yang Zhou wanted to argue, but found it boring.
He could not forget Ye Xundi's shocking performance just now, and he suddenly felt that he had underestimated martial arts.
How powerful is the Taoist who easily defeated Ye Xundi?
…
In the courtyard, Ye Xundi was thrown to the ground. He couldn't help coughing up blood and looked very embarrassed.
He couldn't understand.
How could just one finger destroy all his powerful strength?
He turned his head with difficulty, looked at Jiang Changsheng, and wanted to speak.
Bai Qi was lying not far away, and jokingly said, "Don't ask, that move just now was the Chen family's Qi Finger."
What does Chen Jiaqi mean?
Which Chen family?
The Sword God landed and said with emotion: "This person's martial arts is indeed powerful. I feel that he is stronger than the previous Wu Song."
Jiang Changsheng sat under the Earth Spirit Tree and said, "They are about the same. In terms of the strength of his Qi, he is not as good as Wu Song, but the martial arts he just used are not as simple as they seem. The monument can suppress the Qi of a warrior. Once it is suppressed, the warrior will not only be injured, but his Qi will also be solidified and unable to be used. It is very amazing."
When the Sword God heard this, he secretly sighed that the world was so big and there were really all kinds of wonders.
But why could the Taoist master such a unique skill with one hand?
Is it because of the huge difference in skill level that there is no impact?
Ye Xundi's face was covered in blood, and he lay on the ground, unable to stand up. He smiled sadly and said, "I didn't expect that my unique skills could be easily defeated. Daozu, are you really the Three Cave Heavens?"
Jiang Changsheng said calmly: "No."
When Ye Xundi heard this, he was immediately relieved. If the other party was two realms stronger than him, he could still accept it.
He closed his eyes and murmured, "Although I am vulnerable, I am content . This is the ending I expected, dying in battle..."
Bai Qi asked excitedly: "Master, shall we bury him in the hero's tomb?"
Jiang Changsheng said: "The Hero's Tomb is for those who want to die. This person is extremely talented, but it's a pity that he died like this."
He decided to spare Ye Xundi's life and continue to earn survival rewards in the future. Moreover, a catastrophe for the demon clan was about to come, and Dajing also needed to accumulate more strength.
Jiang Changsheng asked: "Do you want to live?"
Ye Xundi shuddered all over, but did not answer immediately.
Jiang Changsheng said: "In that case, I will send you off. Go to die."
Hearing this, Ye Xundi suddenly opened his eyes and said hurriedly: "Wait!"
The courtyard was silent.
The Sword God was silent, and Bai Qi's eyes were full of smiles.
Ye Xundi gritted his teeth and asked, "I want to live..."
A bottle of pills fell in front of him, and the sound of the pills inside hitting the bottle fell into his ears, which was extremely loud.
…
Outside the capital, on a mountain top dozens of miles away, a group of warriors stared into the distance in silence.
There were still traces of the battle on the sky, and the sea of clouds was torn into pieces.
One of them slowly said, "Is the Three Caves so powerful?"
No one answered.
After a while, a warrior said self-deprecatingly: "Have you ever seen the Three Caves in action?"
yes.
They had no idea how powerful the Three Caves of Heaven were.
In their understanding, they only know that above the Second Cave Heaven is the Third Cave Heaven, but they have no idea how powerful the Third Cave Heaven is.
"Let's go, Ye Xundi was defeated so quickly, our plan must be postponed."
The leading warrior took a deep breath and said in a deep voice that the others had no objection.
They left quickly.
…
[In the eleventh year of Shuntian, Ye Xundi, the number one man in Tianhai, came to challenge you. You successfully survived his challenge, survived a killing spree, and received a survival reward - the magical power 'Resurrection']
Looking at this prompt, Jiang Changsheng became interested.
He began to inherit the memory of magical powers. Now he could do two things at the same time. He didn't have to worry about Ye Xundi taking advantage of the opportunity to attack him, and Ye Xundi didn't have the ability to attack him.
Resurrection, as the name suggests, can bring the dead back to life, but there are certain limitations, that is, the deceased died an unnatural death and the soul has not yet left the body. In this case, the dead can be brought back to life, and there is no limit to the number of times. However, if the life span has come to an end, this magical power will not be able to save the person.
Life and death are determined by fate, and even the gods cannot save us.
What a magical power!
In other words, if someone around him was killed, he could save them as long as he arrived in time, and this could happen more than once.
Very fierce!
This is also a good way to gain incense points!
Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and his eyes became gentle when he looked at Ye Xundi .
In his eyes, four big words flashed on Ye Xundi's body.
Survival Reward!
Cultivate well and harvest regularly.
Jiang Changsheng thought with pleasure.
The sun sets and the moon rises.
By nightfall, Ye Xundi was able to meditate and began to practice internal energy to heal his wounds.
His mind also became active.
There is actually a master of the Cave Heaven Realm in this courtyard. It seems that the Taoist Ancestor is not a bloodthirsty person.
As a martial arts fanatic, he has forgotten the shame of defeat and now is thinking about whether he can learn stronger martial arts from the Taoist master.
…
The beginning of the twelfth year of Shuntian.
Qing'er took Yang Zhou across the overpass and came to Longqi Mountain. They did not enter Jiang Changsheng's courtyard, but came to an open area.
Yang Zhou was very excited at first, thinking he was going to meet Daozu, but what he saw was someone else.
Ye Xun Die!
Yang Zhou's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but ask, "You're not dead?"
Ye Xundi had a blank expression on his face and asked, "Is it him?"
Qing'er nodded and said, "Yes, that's him. You can do whatever you want."
After saying that, Qing'er turned and left, leaving Yang Zhou confused.
