Chapter 363 Immortals are short-sighted

Author: Pig Heart and Shrimp

Chapter 363 Immortals are short-sighted

A breeze blew in, blowing away the flash of heat, and there was still a little electricity in the air.

Yang Cang opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

The aura of thunder filled the air, and a few ash dissipated with the wind. A huge crater was created in the jungle below, with the soil turned out and the bushes turned upside down, with a diameter of more than five kilometers.

Originally, the thunder could set the entire forest on fire, but in the next second, a few thunders fell from the sky and extinguished the flames.

The scene in front of me is not an exaggeration for monks who have seen the world. Any golden elixir can make a bigger noise than this. But the real strong people do not distinguish their strength by size, and often "only hurt their leaves."

"Without destroying the wood" is the true skill.

With more than a dozen golden elixirs, a strong physical practitioner whose aura was infinitely close to the Nascent Soul was wiped away in an understatement.

"My ancestors, this... this..."

Yang Cang's mouth was in knots, it was really unbelievable.

The Immortal has only been recovering for less than three years. Could it be that he has returned to his peak?

Before Yang Cang could think too much, an indescribable chill surged into his heart and rushed straight to his forehead in the next second, making all the hair on his body stand on end.

Looking up, he saw the golden giant looking at him, and then slowly raised his hand.

Yang Cang thought that the immortal didn't recognize him, so he quickly raised his hands and shouted loudly, "It's me, the immortal! It's me, little god, don't you remember?"

The golden handprint fell, like the sky falling, and the airspace in all directions solidified instantly.

Yang Cang subconsciously used many Tao methods to defend himself. He raised his hand with the Six Talents Divine Light to counter the giant hand, and with the other hand he used the secret method of the Ancient Tao Sect, Turtle Breath, to wrap him in an emerald green turtle shell.

There is a faint hint of Xuanwu charm.

My ancestor! What am I doing?

Yang Cang's mental thoughts were contrary to his physical thoughts. In his heart, he chose to believe that the immortal would not kill him. Resistance would only lead to a more painful beating.

Generally it's not a big mistake, the immortal should just give it a pat. Most of the time it's just a pain in the flesh and won't leave any wounds that are difficult to heal.

If you resist, you won't die, but you will definitely not get better.

But Yang Cang still resisted. His inheritance from the ancient Taoist sect seemed to have his own ideas and was completely disobedient.

He was in a stalemate with the giant golden hand for several seconds, attacking and defending, and then he was forcefully knocked into the ground by an unparalleled force, and half of his body was buried in the ground.

The ancient Taoist teachings were shattered and difficult to recover in a short period of time.

Yang Cang felt the changes in his body, and regardless of the pain all over his body, he quickly raised his hand to apologize: "Thank you Immortal for saving your life..."

Just as he was speaking halfway, another golden slap fell, and the original part was slapped into the mud, leaving only his head outside.

"Those who speak lies should be beaten."

The faint voice fell. After listening to it, Yang Cang held on for a few seconds, then tilted his head and became dizzy.

Yang Cang remembered his master's words.

Immortals are short-sighted.

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Haojing, a rental house.

Li Yi did not act like a lazy man as usual and idle around all day, either playing with his mobile phone and watching videos, or going downstairs to play cards with the old man.

He was a good student today. His desk was filled with all the textbooks and teaching materials for the first semester of college. It only took Li Yi half an hour to read all these books, and he even shot a few mice to death in the middle.

Li Yi still attaches great importance to schooling. As a student, he will complete his studies and take the exams he should take.

As for class attendance?

Li Yi also took this into consideration. He asked Zhao Si to help with a special research project called "On the Evolution of Heaven and Earth." There is no shortage of outstanding people in cutting-edge universities like Imperial Capital, let alone geniuses. In order to let these students

In order to better utilize their talents, the school will allow these students to study and research freely without attending classes.

Some can even teach students of the same grade.

Li Yi received this kind of special treatment, but he did not use the back door because he was really studying the evolution of the world. Of course, the intensity of this research was equivalent to observing ants when he was a child, just taking a few glances when he had nothing to do.

At this time, "On the Evolution of Heaven and Earth" was already a top-secret study of Zhou and Earth.

Perhaps to Li Yi it was just a simple observation diary, but to others it was a major event involving the mysteries of heaven and earth. It was equivalent to studying controllable nuclear fusion, or even far beyond nuclear fusion.

There are at least a dozen areas in the world where nuclear fusion can be studied, but the only ones who can observe the changes in the laws anytime and anywhere are immortals.

Taoist priests from the Qingxuan Palace in the Shangqing Palace had to meditate for four or five months to gain enlightenment from heaven and earth. When Li Yi got it, he could use it as a diary to write down.

This is the biggest difference between the field of spiritual practice and the field of science and technology. The former almost brings the individual to the extreme.

Suddenly, Li Yi stopped what he was doing, put down the textbook, and looked out the window, with some interest and exploration in his eyes.

"God guesses, are you lucky or unlucky?"

Qiong Yu, who was sitting at the corner of the table playing with his mobile phone, turned around and asked with some confusion: "Senior Immortal, what happened?"

Li Yi replied: "I just saved a junior. He has a very mysterious inheritance. Every Taoist law points directly to the root of the law."

Recalling the aura and trajectory of Taoism on the little god's body, Li Yi unconsciously deduced it. With his fingertips, a few rays of light flew out, and then they were crushed by him.

just?

Qiong Yu was confused about the first paragraph. She had been beside the immortal from the beginning. Although part of her attention was on her mobile phone, she should be able to feel it if the immortal took action.

Has the Immortal's strength been restored to the point where I can't feel any breath even with his attacks?

Qiong Yu quickly suppressed this doubt, because she no longer wanted to pry into the power of the immortal senior.

She noticed the second paragraph and asked: "A very mysterious inheritance? If it can be evaluated like this by the immortal senior, it must be an incredible inheritance."

With a thought in Li Yi's mind, following Yang Cang's cause and effect, he only got one title for Connecting Heaven and Earth.

He is not good at fortune-telling, and often uses the exhaustive method. For example, if he was looking for Mo Yuan before, the old magicians from Tianji Pavilion could directly calculate the location, but Li Yi could only find it step by step.

His only advantage is probably that he doesn't waste his lifespan and doesn't have to vomit two liters of blood like those old magicians.

But this time the answer was rarely clear and direct.

The inheritance of the ancient Taoist sect.

It seems to be rooted in the world, like thunder, vegetation, rain, wind and fire, and other objectively existing things.

What a means to ingrain the inheritance of Taoism into the heaven and earth. It cannot be done without going against the will of heaven.

Li Yi admired a little in his heart. He never hesitated to praise others' excellence.

"Xiao Qiongyu, do you know the inheritance of the ancient Taoist sect?"

Qiong Yu nodded and replied: "I heard from other brothers and sisters that the ancient Taoist gate was vast and boundless, and it was the origin of all dharma in the world."

"Legend has it that the ancient Taoist sect was founded by Tao Zunpan. This great god enlightened all living beings in the world and taught the innate spiritual practice. All the methods we practice come from this existence."

"Actually, I'm not sure if this is true. The skills of innate beings are given by God and don't need to be taught by anyone."

At this point, Qiong Yu glanced around, then used the Yin and Yang gas bottles to isolate the surroundings, and said mysteriously:

"In the era I live in, the ancient Taoist sect has actually long since ceased to exist, but its successors will appear every once in a while. Many people with great supernatural powers and innate beings are exploring, but no matter how hard they search, they can't find those

How do descendants get their inheritance."
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