Chapter 14 The Power of Killing Immortals

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Coming out of the 'Sun Spell Pavilion', Mu Yi did not do anything to stay and returned to his residence.

The door was closed, and Mu Yi sat in meditation.

"Judging from the old man's reaction, neither the 'killing immortal forty-nine' sword skill nor the low-level 'mutant fireball skill' is as simple as the surface." Mu Yi muttered to himself, "The 'mutant fireball skill' can only be practiced by the mutant spiritual roots of the fire and the wooden surname. What serious consequences should there be if other spiritual roots are cultivated?" And this spell doesn't have any level, is it..."

Mu Yi shook his head and said, "Forget it, let's try to practice first. Now that the spiritual root has been sealed, I don't know if the 'mutant fireball' can still be practiced. As for the '49-style of beheading immortals', let's wait. It's just a remnant.

With that, Mu Yi thought back to the practice tips and precautions of 'mutant fireball' in his mind.

"'Mutant Fireball" is to help fire with wood. First, let the fire aura reach its peak, then compress it and detonate instantly when attacking the enemy. Well, this 'mutant fireball' doesn't look very difficult.

Mu Yi's cultivation has made no progress in this decade, but his spiritual power and control of Reiki have reached a terrible level. Therefore, Mu Yi is confident that he can do the control required by the 'mutant fireball'.

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The Luo family is one of the four cultivation families in the world of cultivation, and its strength is a little stronger than that of the Mu family.

Now, Luo Sheng, the head of the Luo family, had an argument with his daughter Luo Bing.

"Father, I will never allow you to do this. If you do this, what will other families think of our Luo family? They will say that our Luo family is ungrateful!" A girl in a white brocade robe looked at the middle-aged man opposite.

This girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, has slender legs, upturned buttocks, slender waist, white jade-like skin, black and bright hair, and ancient oriental charm, all of which exude amazing charm.

The middle-aged man looked at the girl who looked somewhat similar to him and said, "Bing'er, it's also for your own good to do this for your father. Is it ten years? There has been no progress in ten years. I, Luo Sheng, can't marry my precious daughter to a loser.

"Waste?" The girl smiled angrily, "Father, you can't repent of your marriage because he has lost his cultivation talent. You should be based on honesty. Ten years ago, when his talent was still there, you were still excited about his talent. It is said that you have found a good son-in-law for the Luo family, but what about now? It's true that his talent has been lost now, but whether he is a waste or a genius in the past, I, Luo Bing, will not marry him.

"Why are you so confused? As a father, I usually spoil you and let you go, but this matter is not allowed for you to fool around. Yes, you're right. At the beginning, he was indeed a good seedling, and his future was unlimited, but now he has lost his talent and has lost his qualification to be my son-in-law. Luo Sheng said sternly, "Well, this matter will be settled. The day after tomorrow, you and I will go to Mu's house to cancel the marriage."

"If you want to go by yourself, I won't go. I've already said that Brother Muyi won't marry in this life." Seeing that her father had made up her mind and there was no room for detour, Luo Bing also said firmly.

"You..." Luo Sheng raised his right hand and was about to teach Luo Bing a lesson.

Seeing this, Luo Bing slowly closed her eyes and said lightly, "I should have died with my mother more than ten years ago. Fortunately, someone from the Mu family saved me at that time, and I only lived for 14 years. And before my mother died, her last wish was to let me marry Brother Muyi, but I couldn't complete it. What's the point of my life?

Fourteen years ago, Luo Sheng's wife, pregnant with Luo Bing, was attacked by the enemy and was rescued by Mu Xuanzong, the current head of the Mu family, at a critical moment. At that time, Luo Sheng's wife was seriously injured and died after giving birth to Luo Bing. Before she died, Wang Luo Bing grew up and married the third son of Mu Xuanzong, who was one year old at that time.

Luo Sheng's right hand trembled. Looking at Luo Bing with tears on his face, he said helplessly, "Mu Yi is fifteen years old, and there is still one year before the coming-of-age ceremony. And our four cultivation families have regulations that in the coming-of-age ceremony, if you still reach the late stage of gas refining, you will lose your cultivation qualification.

"I will give Mu Yi another year. At the coming-of-age ceremony a year later, he will not be able to enter the later stage of gas refining. At that time, don't blame your father for not keeping his promise. I, Luo Sheng, don't allow my daughter to marry a loser who doesn't even have the qualification to practice. Luo Sheng made the final concession.

She moved out of her dead mother, and her father still made such a decision. Luo Bing knew her father and made up her mind. Luo Bing could only pray in her heart, hoping that Mu Yi would recover her talent.

"Thank you, father." Luo Bing said faintly that although she was not satisfied with her father's decision, as a woman, she had no choice but to pray silently for Mu Yi.

"You don't have to thank me first. Go to Mu's house with me the day after tomorrow. I'll let you see what Mu Yi looks like with your own eyes." Saying this, a cunning light flashed through Luo Sheng's eyes.

Looking at Luo Bing leaving, Luo Sheng muttered, "The day after tomorrow, Jian'er should also come back. Mu Yi, it's just a waste."

"Binger, when you see Mu Yi's current appearance, you may change your mind."

A day later, Mu Yi woke up from practice. "I can't practice this 'mutant fireball', and I only learned the first-level sword skill 'Chopping Immortals 49", but I only learned the first type, but the second type could not intervene. Is it that my cultivation talent has been lost, and now it is so unbearable? Is the lowest-level swordsmanship so difficult for me?

Mu Yi, whose spiritual root is sealed, is equivalent to the absence of spiritual roots, and he can't practice 'mutant fireball' at all. Although the 'Zhanxian 49' sword skill is said to be a first-class sword skill, it does not specify what level of first-level sword skill it is.

If the founder of the sword skill of 'Cut the Immortals' knows that Mu Yi understood the first formula in just one day, and also said that he practiced slowly, I don't know how the founder would feel.

"Eh, you can't use the sword skill of "killing immortals" here. Let's go to the back mountain. I'd like to see how this low-level sword skill can be called 'killing immortals'!"

In the morning, a thin white mist shrouded the top of the mountain for a long time.

In front of a secret boulder on the top of the back mountain, Mu Yi's eyes closed, stimulating the aura in his body and condensing on his right hand. At this time, a red sword transformed by aura appeared on Mu Yi's right hand and dispersed in an instant.

"Eh? Failed again? Obviously, it's like this. How can it fail? If Suer is here, she may know the reason. Suer said that it would take two days to wake up from her deep sleep. Why hasn't she responded yet? Mu Yi couldn't help worrying about Su'er, but there was nothing he could do.

"It seems that this sword skill of 'killing immortals' is not simple."

After failing more than a dozen times in a row, Mu Yi began to pay attention to the 'forty-nine type of beheading immortals'.

"The first type, sword cutting, turning the sword with aura. Reiki turns into a sword, but now it can only turn into a sword for a moment. Mu Yi muttered to himself, and suddenly the light flashed, "The power of killing immortals, the power is the most important, the aura is the auxiliary, reaching the peak, and killing the immortals and slaughtering the gods."

"Strength is the first priority, Reiki is the auxiliary, Power is the first priority, Reiki..."

"Eh? As long as Reiki can turn into a sword, even if it is only for a moment, it will be a success? Strength is the first priority..." Thinking of this, Mu Yi quickly took out the fire cloud flying sword given to him by his father from the ring.

"Power is the first priority, and Reiki is the auxiliary..."

His right hand clenched the fire cloud flying sword, and Mu Yi once again concentrated his whole body's aura on his right hand. At this moment, Mu Yi found that the aura sword quickly enveloped the fire cloud flying sword, but this time it did not dissipate.

Mu Yi was overjoyed and whispered, "The first type of 'killing immortals', sword cutting."

Mu Yi quickly cut off a boulder in front of him with a fire cloud flying sword.

"Boom~~~~"

The huge boulder in front of Mu Yi instantly turned into countless gravel and splashed everywhere.

One dodge, Mu Yi came 100 meters away. Looking at the previous scene, Mu Yi was half surprised. "Although it is only a first-class sword skill, it has the name of 'killing immortals'. It's awesome, awesome."

Suddenly, Mu Yi felt that his body was soft, his whole body was in severe pain and weakness, and he lay softly on the ground.

"Damn it, just one blow made me out of power." Mu Yi quickly sat on the ground and found that the aura in his body was consumed, but the physical strength was almost loaded.

"Power is the most important, which makes my body almost load. Reiki is a supplement, just a supplement, but it makes me consume seven, seven, eight, eight, grandma's, this 'killing immortal forty-nine style' is really good. Haha~~~cough!"

Mu Yi calmed down, "The first type of 'killing immortals' is so powerful, but what about after the second type?"

At this time, Mu Yi seemed to think of something, "damn it, it's just a remnants. It seems that we should focus on looking for the latter Type 42 in the future."

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