The world's first fairy gate

Xie Qiuhan paused and looked back.

It was a young man in a white robe, his hands touched his wrists, cold and slippery, very uncomfortable, this man Xie Qiuhan also saw this morning, the one who hurried out with his disciples.

Compared with the mindless thing that caused trouble, this person seemed much calmer and alerter.

He made a bow to everyone, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, let me say something, I think Rui Ming was punished and confused, and what he said was angry."

He patted Xie Qiuhan on the shoulder again, and said, "Disciples should get along with each other in harmony. To save face, how about everyone take a step back?"

Xie Qiuhan evaded to the side without a trace, and the man kept his expression still, he took his hand back and wiped his robe.

Xie Qiuhan saw that this person was circling among his disciples, and it only took a few words to put an end to the dispute, and persuaded all the disciples to go back.The outer disciple named Rui Ming also listened to him, even though he was dissatisfied in every way, he just held his breath behind him like a little daughter-in-law.

The outer disciple thought he had won his breath, and planned to leave complacently.

At this time, the young man who ran for nothing introduced himself to Xie Qiuhan: "Dare to honor this junior brother in Wenxuan next week?"

"Xie Qiuhan."

"Thank you, Junior Brother," Zhou Wenxuan said politely, "I heard you muttering words when you came, but are you reviewing the divine thunder method taught by the real person just now?"

"Yes."

Zhou Wenxuan said: "I really admire you for being so diligent, so does Junior Brother Xie understand?"

Xie Qiuhan couldn't figure out what his idea was for each junior, so he just said, "Nothing."

Few of them listened carefully to the class, and it is not ashamed to say that they did not understand.

Some people were dissatisfied: "Why, can't you let go if you don't comprehend? How many big guys have comprehension?"

"You have comprehension? You teach me!"

There was a sneer on Zhou Wenxuan's lips, he quickly closed it, put on a humble look, waved his hand and said: "How dare I say enlightenment, I am a member of the Taixuan Palace, and I have learned a little about this thunder method. Where it is understood, I can indeed demonstrate it.”

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then said yes in unison.

God's thunder method can call wind and rain, summon thunder and lightning, it is the housekeeping skill of Taixuan Palace. They just listened to the old man's words and hypnotized them for a long time, but they didn't see any real work. At this time, someone is willing to demonstrate, of course it is very good.

Zhou Wenxuan glanced at Xie Qiuhan, "Brother Xie, would you like to stay and watch?"

Xie Qiuhan's eyes twitched lightly.

But he remained steadfast and said firmly, "Of course it depends."

This thunder method is triggered by a charm, and the talisman is also a contract, and the mantra is a formula for expressing sincerity to the heaven. Zhou Wenxuan took out a piece of talisman paper from his sleeve, closed his eyes, and silently recited a long paragraph of formulas. Everyone almost thought he was here chanting.

Waiting, waiting, waiting for about half a stick of incense, the talisman paper suddenly moved.

And Zhou Wenxuan opened his eyes suddenly, and the talisman paper ignited under his eyes——

Everyone could hear the muffled sound of thunder rolling in, a black cloud pressing heavily on the top of the head, and the purple lightning in the cloud looming, ready to go, it is really the momentum of five thunders gathering, if it really wants to strike down, it must be very powerful!

Everyone praised it, not only for the mystery of the technique, but also for Zhou Wenxuan's ability to attract the divine thunder without any effort.

Only Xie Qiuhan's face was like gold paper, his throat was fishy and sweet, and his ears were ringing, and he felt his internal organs were all destroyed.

What everyone heard was the muffled thunder, but Xie Qiuhan heard thunder close to his ears.

Sure enough, Zhou Wenxuan did not demonstrate with good intentions.

Zhou Wenxuan saw that he was standing well, but his complexion turned pale, so he couldn't help but let out a little gasp, thinking that this kid could bear it.

——If you can bear it, take a few more thunderstorms!

With a slight turn of his wrist hidden in his sleeve, he pinched the "Lei" formula, and another thumb-wide purple light flashed in front of Xie Qiuhan.

Xie Qiuhan reacted very quickly, he put the wooden sword in his hand across his chest, unsheathed the sword three inches, carried the lightning on it, and with a sizzling sound, it burned into a piece of burnt wood.

Xie Qiuhan took two steps back and scolded, "Zhou Wenxuan!"

Zhou Wenxuan said innocently, "Junior Brother Xie, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone looked at it together, the wooden sword in Xie Qiuhan's hand was still covered with smoke!If you're not blind, you know what's going on.

At this time, Zhou Wenxuan was holding the thunder and lightning, and he was confident, and his attitude became contemptuous, "Oh, it must be because I am not good at controlling lightning, and accidentally injured my junior."

When the bystanders heard that the thunder could still strike randomly, they immediately said: "You still dare to release it if you can't control it!"

"That's right, you quickly take Lei back!"

"..."

Amidst the chaotic voice, Zhou Wenxuan smiled, "Didn't you say that, my technique of controlling lightning..." He dragged his voice and shook his head, "I'm not good at it."

During the speech, thunder and lightning rumbled, and came out from the heavy dark clouds. The attack was menacing. Several outer disciples who had spoken rudely before had their hair burnt by the thunder and lightning, and they were cursing and begging for mercy.

Only then did everyone know that his previous good words of persuasion were all tactics to delay the attack!

Zhou Wenxuan laughed out loud, these simple-minded outer disciples are so easy to fool.

The laughter continued, and a strong wind came from behind.

Xie Qiuhan's face sank like water, he drew a sword and stabbed at him, swinging with unstoppable momentum!

The disciple who took the saber let out an 'ah', turned his head to look at the two of them, and saw Zhou Wenxuan leaping aside to avoid the blow, and the two quickly exchanged hands.

The ping-pong sound of metal colliding stopped and resounded, and the two people's figures were separated at the touch of a touch, and then entangled again.

The disciple looked at the empty scabbard at his waist, and asked blankly, "What kind of sword technique is Xie Qiuhan using?"

Another disciple said: "Hey! You don't even know the basics of swordsmanship!"

The disciple was extremely surprised, Xie Qiuhan was able to use a set of ordinary basic swordsmanship like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he would not be afraid to fight against the disciples of the inner sect, and there was a faint tendency to overwhelm him.

Seeing that he usually does not show his mountains and dews, he almost underestimated him.

How many times did he have to practice day and night to be able to play the sword like this?

A rabbit rose and fell, and Zhou Wenxuan landed on the other end, panting slightly.

Originally, he didn't take an outer disciple seriously, but after the trick, his contempt disappeared and he became jealous.

He couldn't hold it any longer.

The companion took two steps forward, supported his wrist, and said anxiously: "Wenxuan, what are you fighting with him, just use thunder!"

indeed.

What is assessed in the inner sect is the ability to draw qi into the body. In terms of swordsmanship and martial arts, inner sect disciples have no advantage. Their advantage lies in being able to use the five elements.

Zhou Wenxuan shook his hand instead, stabilized his mind, and led a purple thunder to blast down towards Xie Qiuhan. The thunder gathered three lightning bolts and struck down in a meandering way, as if it was about to open a big hole in midair. .

boom--

Xie Qiuhan was still alert, propping himself up on a nearby rock and jumping back, narrowly dodging the lightning, but the hair on his shoulders was scorched and his tail curled up obediently, betraying his master.

A big hole was cut out on the ground, and the sky was filled with dust for a while, and the disciple who was accidentally injured screamed.

Xie Qiuhan breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes looked over the dust, and inadvertently landed on the clasped hands of the two inner disciples.

He stared for a moment, inexplicably feeling weird...

Both of them are about to be crowned, isn't it awkward to be holding hands like this?

However, before Xie Qiuhan could get out of this feeling, several thunderbolts thundered around him again.

The disciples knew that he was the target of the fire, and they all fled away to avoid accidental injury. Xie Qiuhan stood there, like a lonely tree stump, the surroundings were all empty, only the continuous thunderstorms hit him, almost impossible to avoid I can't avoid the desperate situation.

With this situation, Xie Qiuhan's heart skipped a beat.

He raised his eyelids lightly, as if he didn't know he was in danger, and glanced at the sky.

The purple light was reflected on his face, which was pale and cold, and his eyes reflected the rolling thunder and lightning and the gloomy dark clouds.

Earthquake is thunder, sundae is wind, and the five energies are towards the Yuan Dynasty. Using the body as a furnace, drawing in the innate qi of heaven, only then can man and nature become one.

……Oh I see.

Everyone couldn't bear to see Xie Qiuhan being struck by lightning, but when they peeked through their fingers, they were surprised to find that the lightning lost its power as soon as it got close to Xie Qiuhan's body, and circled him softly, just like playing.

Is this still the mighty sky thunder just now?

Just at this moment, the familiar voice sounded again, "Which kid activated the Five Thunder Talisman! Don't die!"

It was Pingyang Daoist who taught the class. He heard the movement in front of Qingwei Hall, and he went and returned.

He glanced up and saw the scene clearly, and was shocked immediately, as if he was the one who was struck by these bear students.

Ping Yang gasped, and cursed secretly: "A bunch of brats!"

In just one breath, he pinched a magic word formula with his left hand, and swung the dust whisk with his right hand. The dust whisk was his magic weapon, and it became a hundred feet long. With a flick of the tail again, all the thunder and lightning were swept away. The whole set of moves can be said to be simple and rude, which is very in line with the aesthetic taste of a middle-aged man in Pingyang.

The disciples shouted: "True, true, real..."

You are so tall!Ping Yang was so confused, he put away the magic weapon, and rushed to pull up the unlucky disciple who was set on fire.

Ping Yang asked anxiously, "How are you doing?"

Xie Qiuhan staggered to his feet and saluted him.

Ping Yang quickly helped him up.

His face was as white as paper, his brows were tightly wrinkled, he endured it several times, and finally spat out a mouthful of blood.

how about it?

Xie Qiuhan thought blankly: Not very good.

It took five years of hard work to finally attract the qi into the body, and halfway through the introduction, the qi was still gone.