On the eighth day of the twelfth month, the 8th day of the lunar calendar.
In the northern part of the country, the divine capital was snowed in, with goose feather snow flying all over the sky, decorating the entire divine capital city into a pure white world.
It seems that Feng Jiu’s emperor finally thought of his own son on this day and sent someone to summon him to the palace to celebrate the 8th day of the waxing moon with the rest of the royal family.
As for Qing Yu, he refused the idea of Jin Ming Xuan, who had become a qualified stallion, to go to Tian Le Fang to warm his gun, and stayed in his room at Shan He Shu Yuan, taking out a very appropriate item.
“System, extract the waxing porridge.”
“Two-and-a-half-star item – ‘Lappa Porridge’ has been extracted.”
A steaming bowl of waxing congee suddenly appeared in Qing Yu’s hand.
This bowl of waxing congee had already been extracted by Qing Yu when he was in Yangcheng. At that time, Qing Yu was only at the Houtian realm, so if he drank the congee, he might have been poisoned by the most poisonous substance in it, and died on the spot, so he kept it sealed in the system space.
The congee was still hot, as if it had just come out of the pot.
Qing Yu directly smothered it in one mouthful while it was hot, and the boiling hot congee went down the esophagus into the heavy, with true qi protection, it would not be burned.
He did not care to taste more, Qing Yu ran his true qi and tried to digest the medicinal power of the congee.
His true qi continued to run through his body, following the Yin Yang family’s method of refining spiritual medicines.
A small amount of true qi overflowed out of the body and surrounded Qing Yu, ethereal like an immortal.
“It’s a bit untenable ——”
It wasn’t that the medicinal power of the lapis congee was overly swollen, but the necessary process of drinking the lapis congee. Even the one who had gone to the wrong set, Shih Breaking, couldn’t bear it and directly pa*sed out, and Qing Yu was even less immune.
With a blackness in front of his eyes, Qing Yu felt himself plunged into a darkness. This darkness was not the usual kind of darkness where you can’t see anything with your eyes closed. Rather, it was like entering a mother’s womb. Although the eyes could not see, and the mouth could not hear or speak, it made one feel incomparably peaceful, without a trace of fear or anxiety.
Qing Yu just wallowed in this quiet and peaceful darkness.
Time pa*sed by minute by minute.
“Boom, boom, boom ——”
Like a big drum beating, the sound became louder and louder, the ringing became more and more frequent.
Yes, it was the sound of a heartbeat. Qing Yu could feel that it was the sound of his own heartbeat.
The heartbeat sprinted away more and more frequently, and finally, at a certain moment, the darkness was torn open and Qingyu woke up again.
“Is it night already?” Kiyoharu lit up the lamp. It was clearly dark, and Qing Yu’s kung fu had not yet reached the level where he could truly create electricity in the virtual room and his eyes could see at night, but Qing Yu was just able to accurately find the torch and light up the lamp.
“This waxing porridge is far more effective than I imagined.”
Qing Yu had thought that falling asleep was a better way to absorb the medicinal power of the waxing congee. Unexpectedly, the waxing congee was actually allowing one to directly fake death, using the body in inertia to lock the waxing congee’s medicinal power to slowly absorb it.
This experience of going from life to death, and then from death to life, was extremely helpful to Qing Yu. The feeling of returning to one’s mother’s womb and being reborn again is exactly the same as the true meaning of Qing Yu’s ‘celestial reincarnation method’.
This strange feeling alone made Qing Yu feel that this bowl of congee was worth every penny.
Not to mention ——
As Qing Yu began to run the “Heavenly Man Transmigration Method”, his true qi spilled out from the hundred orifices around his body and transformed into a virtual shadow of Taiji behind him.
The realm had already reached the fifth level of Innate Heaven.
“System, I want to challenge Dixie.”
“Two-star character card Dixie, inheritance space opening ——” The long-lost mechanical voice rang out.
Qing Yu’s consciousness entered the pure white inheritance space and looked at the golden figure slowly revealed across the room.
The “Nine Change Dragon King” Di Xi, one of the four dwellers on the East Island, was a seventh level expert, two levels higher than Qing Yu. But realm was not the same as combat power. If it was a seventh level Innate expert from the West City, Qing Yu would still have to think twice. If it was the Western City, Qing Yu would have to think twice.
Apart from the “Immortal God of the Valley”, Gu Shentong, the rest of the East Islanders were not as good as the West City, which had been fighting internally. They all have their own flaws and don’t look like martial artists. Except for Silver Carp, who is still young. The rest of the three have the feeling of having lived a lifetime in vain.
The thought ends here, Di Xi manifests, Qing Yu does not wait for him to speak, his hands fold in front of his chest, black and white Tai Chi flows, his hands push across, thousands of Tai Chi hand seals, attacking the newly manifested Nine Transformation Dragon King. Preemptive strike, to kill him.
Yin Yang Technique – Yin Yang Combined Hand Seals.
Unlike the Great Sage, who is inclined towards the fire attribute, Qing Yu’s “Yin and Yang Hand Seal” transforms yin and yang into black and white, which couldn’t be more authentic.
A thousand hand seals struck Di Xi, sending him flying into the air like a rag.
However, Qingyu was not fooled by this appearance.
The “Golden Cicada Transformation” of the “Dragon Transport”. It was like a golden cicada shedding its shell, taking off its garment to take the place of the attack and escaping with its real body.
Qing Yu drew out his long sword, which he had hidden with his sword-hiding technique, and turned around to slash at Dixie, who was trying to sneak up behind him.
There are at least eight out of ten villains who love backstabbing. Especially those who are good at speed, they like to backstab around the back or do a kidney strike. This is something that Qing Yu understands very well.
Dixie used “Golden Cicada Change” to attract Qing Yu’s attention, and then used “Colourless Change” to move at high speed to attack behind Qing Yu. However, he didn’t expect that Qing Yu was also good at extreme speed, and was even faster than him.
With a smooth slash, Dixie’s backstab was thrown back. Qing Yu was able to gain momentum but not relent, his feet stepped on the seven stars and the dipper, encircling Di Xi with arcane steps, trapping him.
Di Xi dashed left and right, but every direction seemed to be guarded, as if there were seven people attacking him at the same time.
“Kid, what the hell kind of kung fu is this?” Di Xi said angrily as he failed to break through several times and was wounded by several swords.
Qing Yu was silent and did not answer. This “Big Dipper Northern Dipper Formation” was a single person formation that he had recently developed through his enlightenment of the Yin-Yang technique, supplemented by the Sunflower Extreme Speed.
The “Big Dipper Formation” is a single person formation of the Quan Zhen Sect. The use of one man to make seven men is extremely taxing on kung fu, mental strength and physical strength, so Qing Yu did not dare to let up.
Besides, the East Island originated from the Tianji Pavilion in the past, and astrology was one of their specialties. Qing Yu did not dare to guarantee that Di Xi would know the name of the “Heavenly Dipper Northern Dipper Formation” and would not see the flaw.
In another moment, Di Xi’s injuries became more and more serious. He was pretentious and too arrogant to give himself any back up. Once he had lost the golden coat that served as a weapon and protection, the ‘Tai Bai Sword Sleeve’ and the ‘Tai Yi Dividing Light Sword’ were useless. If you use your fingers instead of your sword, you might not have too many fingers.
As soon as he saw the boy’s face, he began to think of a similarly hateful face.
With a fierce heart, Di Xi took the initiative to meet the blade as another sword from Qing Yu approached his body.
The sword stabbed into Di Xi’s left chest, but Di Xi grabbed Qing Yu’s right hand with his sword and pointed his finger at Qing Yu’s arm, wanting to take away his arm first.
The sword was replaced by his finger.
