Chapter 13 Killing Immortals

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After Mu Yi entered the 'Schemy Pavilion', the door slowly closed. The light was slightly dim, and the soft light emitted from the night pearls on the surrounding walls, illuminating the spacious pavilions deep and silent.

There are six channels in the 'Shufa Pavilion', each of which is marked with different words, namely, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and nothing. There is a pillar next to the first five channels, and only the innermost channel has no pillars.

"Put your hands on the five pillars and pour your aura into them." Sitting cross-the-sold man in front of the six passages, he said faintly.

Mu Yi, who came here for the first time, was stunned and saw that Mu Kui, who came in with him, had begun to do it. "Huh? It seems that this is a pillar to test the surname of the practitioners.

"Zizi..." When Mu Kui's hand was placed on the first golden pillar and poured into the aura, the pillar emitted a faint light. He shook his head and continued to put his hands on the other pillars.

"Buzz..." On the last pillar of the earth's surname, Mu Kui injected aura and suddenly burst into a thick yellow light. The light shone on Mu Kui's body, and Mu Kui seemed to be wearing a defense-based fairy armor, which was impenetrable.

The old man sitting next to him, who looked like a stone, suddenly flashed a flash of light in his eyes, and then shook his head. "Unfortunately, although the local surname Linggen is very pure, its spiritual root is too messy."

"Enter the earth passage!" The old man's voice sounded, with a little pity in his words.

After Mu Kui entered the channel, Mu Yi was a little worried, "The spiritual root has been sealed. I don't know if I can test my spiritual root surname."

Gold, wood, water, there is no reaction on the three pillars. "Well, is it because I am a mutant spiritual root and the wood burns in the fire, so the wooden pillar does not respond?"

When Mu Yi stood in front of the pillar of the fire, he was a little nervous and his face was a little solemn. Mu Yi put his hand on the pillar of the fire. Before he could pour in the aura, he found that the aura in his body was automatically injected into the pillar of the fire.

Mu Yi was overjoyed, "Huh? It seems that the sealing of the spiritual root has no effect.

Then, Mu Yi was disappointed and still had no reaction, and there was still no reaction until the last pillar. Mu Yi's body trembled slightly and looked at all this with unbelievable eyes.

Muyi is a good mutant spiritual root, but its spiritual root is sealed, and these five pillars are the pillars that test the surname of the spiritual root. The spiritual root is sealed, which is equivalent to the absence of the spiritual root, so there is no reaction on the pillars of the wooden surname and the fire surname.

"Enter the 'none' channel!" The old man looked at Mu Yi with strange eyes. " By the way, in the 'no' room, there is no limit on the number of spells. Whether you can get the spells you want depends on your own ability, and as for how much you can take, it depends on your own chance."

Mu Yi was stunned first. After looking at the old man, he walked to the last passage.

After Mu Yi entered the last channel, the old man closed his eyes and muttered, "The genius in the past has now become a mediocre person."

The 'no' channel leads directly to the sixth floor of the 'sage pavilion'. When Mu Yi came to the 'no' room, he looked at the light ball floating in the air with mixed colors. He was slightly stunned, and then looked for his own magic.

"Although the spiritual root is sealed now, my spiritual root is still fire, wood, mutant spiritual root. Let's choose the magic of fire surname and wood surname."

Mu Yi quickly checked the light ball of the fire surname and the wooden surname, and shook his head helplessly. These spells were either too low-level or too demanding to be played by themselves now.

"Eh?" Suddenly, Mu Yi's eyes lit up and looked at a seven-colored ball of light floating in the corner. Because he had been looking for a spell that matched his surname before, he did not find this photosphere.

"'Zhanxian 49-style' first-level, sword skills."

Sword skills are very rare in the Xiuzhen world. In the Xiuzhen world, one of the three major sects in the nine sects, the Jianzong, is squeezed into the ranks of the three major sects because of a local five-level sword skills.

Sword skills are divided into four levels: heaven, earth, Xuan and yellow, and each level is divided into nine levels.

Mu Yi was a little disappointed, "Oh, it's the lowest level of sword skills, but it doesn't matter, sword skills can't be obtained by anyone." With a slight movement, he walked to the colorful light ball and stretched out his right hand to take down the light ball.

"Buzz..." As soon as Mu Yi's hand touched the colorful light ball, he felt that the sound of ancient rhyme came from the light ball. Mu Yi's body trembled, and the 'sword skill' in the light ball turned into countless words and passed into his mind from his right hand, and the 'sword skill' in the light ball actually disappeared...

Mu Yi's heart trembled slightly, and then closed his eyes to feel the sword skills in his mind.

"The power of killing immortals, strength is the most important, and the aura is the auxiliary, reaching the peak of killing immortals and slaughtering gods." This sentence appeared in Mu Yi's mind, and Mu Yi's body was shocked. Then, he was even more disappointed in his eyes. Mu Yi found that there were only seven types of 'Zhanxian 49'.

"The lowest-level sword skill is just a remnant, and the remnant is enough. How dare you say crazy words and kill immortals and gods?" Mu Yi thought disdainfully, "Let's see if there is any suitable one."

Immediately, Mu Yi came to a light ball with the surname of fire and stretched out his hand to take down the light ball, but suddenly changed.

"Touch..."

A huge force popped out of the photosphere, and Mu Yi was directly bounced out.

"Cough~~~"

Getting up from the ground, Mu Yi patted the dust on his body and muttered to himself, "No wonder there is no limit on the number of spells in the 'no' room. The spells here can't be obtained if you want to."

"Touch~~Touch~~Touch~~"

In this way, Mu Yi flew backwards three times in a row, but still failed to get any spells. He wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth because they were ejected by the light ball several times. "Try again for the last time. If it doesn't work, I can only practice the remnants of the sword skill of 'killing immortals."

With this idea in mind, Mu Yi grabbed it casually, and a light ball with the surname of fire was actually taken by him.

"Eh? Why is it so simple this time?

Taking out the magic in the light ball and looking at it, Mu Yi couldn't help scolding, "Damn, I fell down several times and got this kind of garbage magic."

"'Mutant fireball art', fire spirit root and wood spirit root mutants can practice, otherwise the consequences will be at their own risk." Looking at the introduction of this fireball skill, Mu Yi said to the corners of his mouth, "It seems that I can only practice this kind of garbage spell, mutant spiritual root, fireball skill?"

He shook his head helplessly, "There is no need to stay." Immediately, Mu Yi walked out.

Mu Kui, before he came out, Mu Yi looked at the old man sitting there. After thinking a little, he walked to the old man and said respectfully, "Senior, why is there only the first seven types of sword skills?"

"Have you got the sword skill of 'killing immortals'?" The old man suddenly stood up, and his words were full of surprise.

"Yes, but there are only the first seven." Mu Yi frowned and looked at the old man's reaction.

"What else did you get?" He never thought that Mu Yi would get the 'Zhanxian 49' in the 'No' room.

"There is also a garbage spell, 'mutant fireball'." Mu Yi suddenly turned off the engine and said feebly.

"'Mutant Fireball'?" The old man's eyes were full of shock, "Garbage magic, haha, garbage magic."

At this time, Mu Kui came out with a happy face. Looking at Mu Yi and the old man's expression, Mu Kui looked puzzled. He looked at Mu Yi for a while and the old man for a while.

"Okay, you all go out." The old man sat down again, closed his eyes, and said faintly. As soon as the old man finished speaking, the door slowly opened.

After bowing slightly to the old man, Mu Kui walked out of the door, but Mu Yi looked at the old man doubtfully and then left.

The door was closed again, and the old man slowly opened his eyes. "Since the family has obtained the 'killing forty-nine types of immortals' and 'mutant fireball', it has been predestined to be obtained by the former genius who has become a waste. What does this mean?"

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