Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

　　 Yang Buyi glanced at Li Changsheng, who had suddenly calmed down. He couldn't help but amused when he saw his expression. He obviously guessed something.

　　 He didn't care if everyone looked hostile or wary. No matter who the opponent was, he would sweep it away with no other result.

　　He was extremely solemn at this recruitment conference.

　　 Just as everyone whispered, the battle on the field ended, and the demigod of Luoshen Palace shouted: "Next, the 231st vs. the 232nd."

　　 "Friends of Dao, I'll be on the court first." Li Changsheng heard the words and came back to his senses. He smiled politely and fisted Yang Buyi, and immediately flew into the middle of the airspace under a few flashes of his figure.

　　 Against him was a thin young man with a sharp face and sharp eyes, but when he saw Li Changsheng, there was a dignified look in his eyebrows.

　　 "It turned out to be a disciple of the Baji Sect. I have made friends with Li Hao of your sect. You surrender, so as not to suffer from the flesh and blood." Li Changsheng carried his hands on his back, the invincible breath was released, and he smiled confidently.

"I have heard of Senior Brother Li's reputation, but I have been preparing for this conference for a long time. Even if I know I'm invincible, I want to try it." He took out a flying sword that was shining with blue light and pointed it at Li Changsheng.

　　 "The top-grade treasure? Is this what you rely on?" Li Changsheng felt the escaping sword energy of Feijian, chuckled, and took the initiative, "Since you insist on fighting, then I will fulfill you."

　　 The voice fell, and Li Changsheng rose from the sky, and displayed a three-foot golden body. His whole body was shining with golden light, and his right foot was cast like gold, kicked like a meteor, as fast as lightning.

　　 "Slanted arc cut!"

　　 The thin young man has sharp eyes, the flying sword in his hand turns, his figure burst out, and the flying sword in his hand slashes upwards.

　　 噗嗤!

　　 The blue arc sword aura attacked Li Changsheng's right leg, as if he wanted to chop it down.

　　 Li Changsheng's golden body is strong and strong, defending the treasures hard, kicking the sword qi with one kick, the blue sword qi light rain instantly covers the sky, unusually gorgeous.

"Humph!"

　　 Li Changsheng snorted coldly, his footwork changed, he changed his kick to sweep, and swept out a training-like leg strength, smashing the fencing energy that the thin young man once again cut.

　　 "Vertical sword cut!"

　　 The thin young man made up his mind and used his sword energy to attack Li Changsheng far away, so no matter how Li Changsheng's legs changed, he remained unmoved, and wanted to break his golden body with the power of a treasure.

　　 Li Changsheng obviously knew what he was thinking. He sneered and shouted: "Golden light!" His figure suddenly turned into a golden light, his speed suddenly accelerated, and he slammed into the thin young man.

　　 Legs exploded, with countless golden shadows, killing a lean young man by surprise, and his complexion suddenly changed.

　　 Boom!

The golden leg shadow kicked the lean young man’s flying sword and his chest with the power enough to tear the mountain apart. Such a fierce attack made the lean young man’s figure retreat violently, and blood was vomited from the mouth between the heavy blows. The breath wilted instantly.

　　 "I lost." The thin young man wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth and said with a slightly low expression. This battle allowed him to see the gap between himself and the top genius.

　　 "Accepted." Li Changsheng bowed his hand to the thin young man, turned over and flew down beside Yang Buyi, smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist, can my just now be in your eyes?"

　　 "Golden light, this is the legendary super-speed supernatural power, very good." Yang Buyi smiled and nodded appreciatively.

　　 "..." Li Changsheng didn't see a solemn or even a stern look on Yang Buyi's face, only plain appreciation.

Yang Buyi smiled sideways, knowing that he was showing off. This dislocation flashing technique of vertical golden light and Jian Yi was very good, not enough for him to have a better Zhoutian Mobility, but he appeared and killed people in the unknown, comparable to the golden light. Much stronger.

　　 Li Changsheng felt underestimated, the smugness between his eyebrows couldn't help but disappeared, helplessly disappear, and said in his heart: "This guy...does it have a more powerful body technique?"

　　 During the conversation between the two, a game ended soon, and everyone was very surprised.

　　 But after knowing that the winner was Mo Huang, he was relieved.

　　 Li Changsheng stared at Mo Huang and frowned, "I heard that this guy has a better talent than Motian. He is a strong opponent. I hope he can meet you and try your details."

　　 "Only one winner can enter the top ten in the first airspace, and he and I will meet him." Yang Buyi looked at Li Changsheng and smiled.

"You are really confident. I hope you don't capsize in the gutter. This time, many powerful people from the spiritual world also participated in the invitation conference. Although they are not well-known, they are strong. I hope you will not become famous. Stepping stones." Li Changsheng said.

　　 "Stepping stones?" Yang Buyi smiled and shook his head, and said nothing.

　　 Seeing this, Li Changsheng also watched the game quietly.

　　 A little bit of time passed, and the battles went on in such an orderly manner.

　　 In each airspace, cheers and screams came and went one after another.

　　 Those famous geniuses who have been favored by all parties before will often arouse heated discussions among the major mountains as soon as they take the stage.

　　 Those big guys are eating spirit fruit, drinking fine wine, discussing who and who can win, and who and who can defeat the enemy with one move.

Among them, bursts of exclamation and admiration erupted in the ninth airspace. It turned out that the mysterious nine spirits actually defeated a genius who had fallen from the second stage of the Nascent Soul Realm from the self-slashing realm, and he was even talking. , He will be invincible in a battle of the same rank.

　　 Soon after, in the third airspace, a handsome, handsome man holding a folding fan took the stage, which also attracted a burst of exclamation.

It's not because he looks handsome, but because he is very strong. He is actually the wind **** body, the wind god, and the wind **** body stronger than the wind spirit body, blending into the wind, with that ghostly body, With a chic smile, he easily defeated another young man who had been optimistic about by a **** of transformation.

　　 Everyone knew in an instant that he was Feng Xiaoyi who came from the power of the human race in the spirit world to worship the immortal cave.

　　 In addition, there was a burst of exclamation in the fifth airspace. There was a terrifying battle there. One of the palace members of the Palace of the Lord of Gods, the seeded player who was considered by everyone to have the ability to win the first place, unexpectedly lost.

　　The man who defeated him was a young man with a cold face and an arrogant face. Between his eyebrows, there was a high and cold color. He also came from the forces of the spirit world and was a disciple of the Heavenly Sect. His name was Ba Huan.

　　 Yang is not easy to hear the chattering between the peaks. He doesn't care about it. He still waits quietly while observing the battle in the airspace with a calm expression on his face.

　　 In this conference, no matter who the opponent is, no matter what his identity, how good he is, he will cut it with one sword.

　　 just waited quietly, when the sun rose above his head, it was finally his turn.

　　 "The next game, 259th, against 260th." The demigod of Luoshen Palace shouted.

　　 After Yang could not easily hear this sound from the side of the airspace, he leaped lightly without saying a word, and flew lightly into the middle of the airspace.

brush!

　　 The eyes of everyone converged in an instant, with different expressions.

　　 "It's not easy to be in the next Yang!" Yang was not easy to bow his hand politely.

Opposite him was a handsome young man in a white robe. When Yang was not easy to come on stage, his expression changed and became extremely solemn. Then he smiled bitterly: "I know you, there is no trace of clearing the door below. Please also enlighten me from Brother Dao."

"Oh? You are a disciple of the Shangqing Sect?" Yang Buyi smiled slightly, maybe because he was a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, he had a lot of good feelings about him, and after sweeping his spiritual knowledge, he found that he was also a Yuan Ying. Genius master of the environment.

　　 "Brother Dao, I know your strength and can guess the result of the battle, but I still want to fight with all my strength." Yun Wuji said.

　　 "Okay, you can do your best." Yang Buyi smiled.

　　 Yun's expression became solemn without a trace, and his solemn sleeves flicked, and a yellowish dagger flew out, spinning around it, spinning endlessly.

　　 "Imperial swordsmanship?" Yang Buyi looked at the dagger controlled by Yun Wujie indifferently. It was like a high-grade treasure, unusually sharp and extremely extraordinary.

　　 "Brother Dao, be careful." As soon as Yun Wuxian's voice fell, he punched several daggers with both hands towards the short sword in the air, and then went a little bit in the void.

　　 There was a sharp whistling sound, and the dagger shot away at Yang Buyi like an electric light.

　　 Yang Buyi looked plain, just standing in the void, raising his right hand, the golden light on his arm flashed, punching out loudly, defending the dagger hard.

　　哧哧哧!

　　The golden fist and the short sword connected, and a burst of sparks burst out.

"Zhi Yang Gang Qi, you have learned the Sun Universe?" Yun has no trace of discoloration, and constantly hits the dagger. The dagger bursts out bright brilliance, the power is greatly increased, but Yang Buyi's fist seems to be The diamond casting is average, although the sparks splashed more severely, but it just couldn't penetrate, and even the skin didn't scratch a bit.

"This guy's physique has become stronger. I thought that I had made up for the shortcomings of the three-zhang golden body. His physique is no longer inferior to him, but this guy is like a King Kong cast, and his golden body art is actually tyrannical. At this level, I almost reached the point where the golden body is immortal. It's really abnormal. How do you cultivate?" Li Changsheng has explored this practice method since the secret realm of the Shangqing Sect. I found it for him, he had also practiced, but the improvement was slow, it is hard for him to imagine how the young man in front of him did this step, knowing that he has a golden body to make a base.

　　 "My lord, his physique seems to be as strong as your Demon Emperor." On the side of the airspace, a young man whispered to Mo Huang.

　　 Mo Huang narrowed his eyes, watching quietly, without speaking.

　　 There was a "chih" sound through the air, and the short sword and the golden fist couldn't hold back for a while.

　　 Yang Buyi also noticed the extraordinary power of Yun Wuxian's move. If he hadn't used Zhiyang Shenquan and Jingangquan one after another, it would be difficult to stop it.

　　 Seeing this situation, the next moment, he closed his fist sharply, and it turned into a ghost and disappeared from the place.

Just when Yun Wuxian was surprised, a ghostly figure appeared behind him, a palm print was condensed between his raised hands, and the perfect magical skill was displayed silently, without any signs, a palm was printed on the cloud. A traceless back.

　　 Yun Wujie couldn't react at all. The moment the bodyguard's qi was hit by the palm print, it was broken by a single blow, and it flew directly out of ten meters away with a scream.

　　 The short sword in the void also trembled because of the damage of the owner. Its brilliance was greatly reduced. It was shot by Yang Buyi with one hand and held tightly in his hand. No matter how hard he struggled, he could hardly escape.

　　 It was only a matter of five or six breaths from the moment when the dagger was released from the cloud without a trace, to when it was knocked into the air by Yang Buyi's palm.

　　 Yun came back to his senses without a trace, and said with a wry smile: "I lost, thank you brother Dao for keeping your hand."

　　 "Concession." After Yang Buyi said lightly, he returned his weapon.

　　 Two more hours later, the first day of Bidou came to an end.

　　……

　　 Early in the morning of the next day, on the major peaks, countless people gathered again, and those big guys came to watch the game again with a smile.

　　 But the number of people participating in the fight is half less.

　　 After a round of competition yesterday, nearly half of the people have been eliminated.

　　 Today’s Bidou airspace remains the same, but who is the opponent still needs to be determined by drawing lots.

　　 Yang did not come to the first airspace early, and soon took part in the draw. His number today is No. 125.

"One hundred and twenty-five? It seems that I can't meet it today. I can just watch one more battle with you and find out your flaws. I will definitely defeat you." Li Changsheng came to Yang Buyi's side and took a look. The sign in his hand whispered.

　　 "Then you can look carefully." Yang Buyi smiled slightly.

　　 After a short while, the fight started.

　　 The two stood in the void while watching the game and talking about the battle on the field. They played against each other and argued with each other through their battles.

The two watched for an hour, and finally it was Yang Buyi's turn to play. His opponent flew to the middle of the airspace ahead of him. Li Changsheng recognized the man at a glance and smiled: "Haha, your opponent this time is a tough one. He is the Dao Yu of the Heavenly Dao Clan, and he is much stronger than the average Yuan Ying in the first stage."

　　 "Oh?" Yang didn't chuckle slightly, and he also flew into the airspace.

　　 When Dao Yu, who was on the opposite side, saw him flying, his expression suddenly became solemn, and he faced Yang Buyi. He was under great pressure. He already regarded Yang Buyi as his biggest rival, and he might lose if he didn't exert 12 points of strength.

　　 Yu Dao Yu’s long knife has not been out of its sheath~www.novelmt.com~ But the sword on his body is getting stronger and stronger. In the end, the sword is like thunder and bursts fiercely.

　　 The knife in his hand was unsheathed at once, bursting out hundreds of sword lights, each of which was as fast as lightning, rushing like thunder, and fiercely facing Yang, it was not easy to cut it off.

　　 Dao Yu regards Yang Buyi as his greatest enemy, so his attack is a killer move.

　　 Faced with this terrifying sword move, Yang Buyi's expression remained unchanged, his right hand opened, and suddenly, dense five elements of sword energy shot out between his five fingers, continuously smashing the attacking sword light.

　　 Just when Yang couldn't easily resist the light of the sword, Dao Yu moved, and saw his whole body rise from the sky, holding the long knife in both hands, and slashing fiercely with the fall, as if to split the entire sky.

　　 Boom!

　　 The entire space was shocked. The knife in Dao Yu's hand slashed out an incomparable knife light, and the violent knife light rolled out and slashed towards Yang Buyi's body.

　　 "The sword is very overbearing!"

　　 Yang is not easy to see the extraordinary nature of this sword. The blade's light contains the power of flame and the meaning of arrogance. Once it is cut, his body protection gas will inevitably be unstoppable, and the golden body will be affected to a certain extent.

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