Chapter 305: The Characteristics and Weaknesses of the Qi Body Source
"This brother's golden light is not right."

"That is?"

What appeared before Tian Jinzhong and Zhang Chulan was a flickering golden light, as if it would go out at any time.

On the field, the old Taoist priest met the attack with one hand and caught it steadily. The golden light surrounding his body quickly dissipated. On the other hand, Zhang Yude's golden light became brighter and brighter, and the rich golden glow continued.

"Master, are you always giving in to me?"

Zhang Yude was extremely shocked. He activated the Old Farmer's Skill and used the Golden Light to protect his body, increasing his life force to two or three times the usual level.

Even so, facing the palm print that contained 80% of his strength, the old man remained motionless, giving him the feeling of a quagmire that dissolved all his strength.

"Why are you so impatient, young man?"

The old Taoist priest gathered his strength and pushed forward. His skinny body burst out with a force that Zhang Yude had never expected. He actually pushed him back more than ten meters, and his right hand felt slightly numb.

"The origin of the Qi body? That's really amazing."

"You can't even release the golden light or the palm thunder, and you're still stealing my Qi. It's no exaggeration to say that you have a unique skill."

The old Taoist priest lowered his head and stared, slightly thoughtful.

The true Qi in the palms of the five fingers is in a chaotic state. The palm thunder that used to be instantaneous has now become slow and blocked. This is undoubtedly the influence left by the source of the Qi body. Even if the physical contact is gone, it will still take some time to recover.

The most important thing is that during the confrontation just now, his life force was suppressed out of thin air. If other high-level masters from the Tianshi Mansion came to resist, their strength would be weakened by at least half, or even more.

"Wow!"

Like the golden light of a candle in the wind, because of its simple structure, it recovers in an instant, thick and flawless, like an expanding flame, becoming more and more dazzling.

A familiar feeling, spanning a long period of time, resurfaced in the old Taoist's mind. The last time his golden light failed was in 1942 when he fought against the devil Wu Gensheng. The opponent's divine spirit was able to break the golden light curse.

But the difference is that the divine spirit cracked it step by step, while the Qi body source flow tore his golden light apart almost instantly;

At this point, through the first confrontation, the old master obtained a lot of key information.

In order to verify a certain conjecture, he locked his eyes on Zhang Yude's figure, raised his hand as fast as lightning, and the golden light on his body instantly split into thousands of tiny round beads, as hard as black iron, which shot out.

Dense lines of fire surrounded the target, piercing through the void at a speed so fast that it set off endless sonic booms. The air was riddled with holes and filled with the smell of burning dust.

"Wow"

"Wow"

"Wow"

The powerful attack was easily wiped out by the source of Qi.

When each ray of golden light approached Zhang Yude within five meters, it was like pouring a bottle of mineral water into the arid desert. It was swallowed up completely in less than half a second.

The source of Qi can be exerted without physical contact.

"Boom!!!"

After a few seconds, Zhang Zhiwei's palm roared, and a lightning as thick as a water tank struck out directly, also collapsing inch by inch. Not only did it have no effect at all, it also turned into strands of pure Qi, which was taken into Zhang Yude's body to repair the consumption.

"Old Farmer's Kung Fu, is it so powerful?"

Zhang Chulan looked at this scene in disbelief. His father ignored the Heavenly Master's thunder magic without any precautions. The Eight Wonders were much more powerful than he had imagined.

"Means are external, life is internal."

"Chu Lan, you must remember that human suppression is often greater than the suppression of magic."

Tian Jinzhong saw the clue. He had known Zhang Zhiwei for most of his life, and it was not difficult for him to see that his senior brother's two attacks were just tests and not serious.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two afterimages started fighting again on the field, using both golden light and thunder magic. Zhang Yude tried every means to attack the Taoist priest who was in a blank state.

Due to the unbridgeable gap in speed, he missed his attacks repeatedly and was even hit several times by the old Taoist priest. The golden light protecting his body made a crisp cracking sound and cracks continued to expand. He was already on the verge of collapse.

"Boom!"

He controlled the thunder magic with both hands, and a network of electric current instantly swept across the entire place, blocking all blind spots.

At this moment, Zhang Yude, who was on the field, was also trembling slightly. The circulation of his Qi body consumed a lot of energy. If he couldn't win the battle quickly and it dragged on, he would definitely be defeated within a few rounds.

"Oh!"

Zhang Zhiwei dodged to the side. He and Zhang Yude maintained a subtle distance, not a bit more or less, just enough to be unaffected by the source of Qi, to protect his body with golden light, and to withstand the baptism of thunder.

"boom!"

Zhang Zhiwei stepped on the ground, and scattered rocks shattered and flew around. He grabbed a stone, flicked his finger, and shot it through the air, hitting Zhang Yude directly in the middle of his eyebrows.

Natural matter is not within the decomposition range of the Qi body source flow. Facing an attack that was far faster than a bullet, Zhang Yude felt a chill in his heart. The stones kept getting bigger in his pupils, so fast that he had no time to defend himself.

"boom!"

The golden light, which was close to its limit, was shattered by the stones, and the area between his eyebrows was hit red, causing a burning pain.

The next scene shocked Zhang Yude.

He saw the old Taoist priest using his hands as hammers to smash the wall of the martial arts training ground, holding a millstone-sized stone in one hand, ready to compete with him again, so he hurriedly shouted:

"Master, please stop, eh!! Please stop, I surrender, I surrender!" "Really? This is just the beginning, Yude."

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei had no choice but to give up.

He was quite satisfied. Zhang Yude's life cultivation was closer to those of his younger generations like Ru Hu and Ding Shimaan. With his mastery of the source of Qi, he could barely keep up with them and was able to protect himself while traveling around the world.

"You are really great. My level is not good enough."

Zhang Yude admired him sincerely. He had practiced his old farming skills with his father Zhang Huaiyi before and had achieved remarkable results. However, his suppressive effect on this uncle-master was almost non-existent. The gap in strength between the two was too great.

"Be careful when you go out."

Zhang Zhiwei warned earnestly that although the origin of Qi body was extraordinary, it always had shortcomings. No matter facing cold weapons or hot weapons, one would suffer great losses if he was not careful.

"I will accept your instruction and listen to you, Heavenly Master."

"Come on, go back and sit down. You and Chu Lan sleep in the same room tonight, and you two can chat more."

Afterwards, the group left the martial arts training ground, talking and laughing.

The next day, evening.

At the Sanyi Gate, on the fourth floor of the Sutra Repository, Jiang Mo sat on a cushion by the window, flipping through a yellowed ancient book while listening to Zhuge Yu's report.

"Uncle Master, all the money from the Feng family has arrived."

"it is good."

"A lot of people died outside today. They were all killed on their way to Tongtian Valley. There are about 200 of them. There are company employees, independent cultivators, and disciples of some sects. According to the information Xiao Lu got, there are evil cultivators in that area, harvesting souls. It is suspected that they are using one of the Eight Great Skills, Soul Binding and General Sent Out."

Jiang Mo was not surprised to hear Zhuge Yu's report. Many people had acquired this unique skill back then, including the Feng family, the Wang family, and the Quan Xing family. The number of people who slipped through the net might be even greater than he expected.

"Are most of the younger generation in the sect okay?"

"No, their life beads are intact."

Zhuge Yu reported truthfully that the so-called Life Pearl was a magical instrument kept in his weapon refining room. As early as when Jiang Mo was traveling and practicing, he had achieved great success, so he and Cheng Zhen thought of refining the Life Pearl.

The innate Qi of the younger disciples in the sect is stripped away, sealed and monitored. Once they show signs of being on the verge of death and their life beads dim and shatter, Zhuge Yu will use "Human World at Hand" to teleport them to the rescue.

"I have destroyed the Eight Wonders. Some people don't dare to cause trouble to me, but they might cause trouble to the younger generations. Tell them to be more careful. If they encounter difficulties, tell the master."

"Okay, uncle-master, I will inform them." Zhuge Yu nodded.

night.

In the Feng family villa, a dark ghost was floating in the study. At first glance, it turned out to be Feng Zhenghao.

Before this, he had abandoned his original body and controlled the evil spirits under his command to enter his body and be punished and imprisoned on his behalf. Now he has become a half-human, half-ghost appearance.

The three-headed demon was too powerful, and none of his children could be restrained, so he had to swallow them all in one gulp. His strength increased unprecedentedly, and he became so powerful that he no longer looked like a human being.

Of the five children in the Feng family, except for the eldest son and second daughter who broke with him in his early years, they went to Europe a few years ago and never came back. Now, Feng Xingtong, Feng Shayan and Feng Yaya are all in the study.

In addition, there were seven elite members of the Tianxiahui present.

They have strength close to that of a sect leader. They were previously on missions outside and have only returned from their missions in the past few days.

Different from other hired extraordinary masters, these people are equivalent to death warriors. They were promoted by Feng Zhenghao a long time ago and cultivated with great effort. It is no exaggeration to say that they are the backbone of the Feng family. At this moment, they are following Feng Zhenghao and preparing to evacuate the mainland.

"President, the plane is ready, please set off as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your hard work."

Feng Zhenghao, in his spirit form, looked at the thin young man who was reporting and asked, "Did you contact Xiao Xiao?"

"No, ever since you had a conflict with him, I have contacted him many times in the past few years, but I have never received a reply."

"Forget it. We can't protect ourselves now, so we can't care about so many things. We should remind him when necessary, and let him fend for himself for the rest."

Immediately, Feng Zhenghao asked again: "Shayan, have all the assets been transferred?"

"Well, combined with your previous assets in Tokyo, it will be enough for us to gain a foothold there."

Feng Shayan had just recovered from a serious illness, her mental state was not good, and her face was still a little pale.

"In that case, let's go."

Feng Zhenghao was just about to drill into the body of one of his confidants when a cold and sharp voice suddenly rang out.

"Leave? You all have to stay!"

"Crash!!!"

Amid the harsh sound waves, the glass of the study window suddenly shattered, and black fog took the opportunity to enter. Not afraid of the strangers present, a skinny figure gradually gathered and took shape, and it looked like the elderly Zhou Sheng.

"you are?"

Feng Zhenghao felt a strong sense of threat, and his scarlet eyes burst out with cold murderous intent. The old ghost in front of him was not easy to deal with.

"I'm here to settle some old scores with your Feng family."

(End of this chapter)