Just at this moment, the three-foot white jade four-sided pool condensed in the void, and the pool water in the white jade pool instantly showed stormy waves, like a beast descending the mountain, blocking the Qing Di.

Ji Yunlang suddenly felt that his power had been washed away by the pool water until no more than one or two left, so he made a quick decision to retreat.

Wuxiangsan Man smiled and bullied him in front of him. The white jade pond shook around, and several white pond water came out from it, spreading all over his body.

At the same time, the pool water was "scary", and it actually condensed into a three-foot long sword. The tip of the sword dripped downwards, but it was such a water sword that shocked Ji Yunlang.

He stretched out his hand and the green clouds beside him flashed leisurely, covering his body.

At this moment, the Water Sword came to Ji Yunlang, and after barely breaking the three inches of Yun Duo, he couldn't move in an instant.

"It's a pity that if a fellow Taoist practiced martial arts, the attack just now would not have been able to break my Supreme Dao Pool." Wuxiangsanren shook his head and sighed. After he realized that Ji Yunlang was a three-level physical cultivation, he wanted to try the power of physical cultivation, but in the end he was almost broken by Ji Yunlang, who had no martial arts cultivation.

Ji Yunlang glanced at the green Yunduo, and then said, "I am already very content with the method of practicing the three levels of physical practice. As for martial arts, I will just look for it slowly in the future."

"My fellow Taoist is open-minded." Wuxiangsanren admired Ji Yunlang very much, but this does not mean that he is going to retreat. He smiled slightly, put away the white jade pond in front of him, and then said: "My fellow Taoist should know too. A foundation-building Great Perfection like me often has the original Taoist method. At this time, fellow Taoist can force me to use this method, which is enough to show that your strength is not bad."

"I also want to see the Original Taoist Dharma." Ji Yunlang looked at the water sword in front of him and disappeared, and then he also took back the slightly damaged blue clouds into his body.

As soon as he finished speaking, he yelled softly: "Du!"

The Wuxiangsanren not far away saw Ji Yunlang's mouth shape and knew that the latter could also be the origin of Taoism. He couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, but he also shouted softly.

In an instant, countless white mist condensed from all over the world and gathered towards the void.

On the other side, Ji Yunlang looked at the surrounding bamboo forest, thought with his head on his side, and then said: "Musheng".

I saw him holding his left hand hard, and the sound of a dragon roar sounded loudly in his body. At the same time, the ink bamboo in the sky fell into the forest moved "rustling", and infinite green gas spread out from it and poured towards him.

The next breath, the green flute on Ji Yunlang's right hand trembled slowly, and a hint of emerald green spiritual light appeared at its tail. With the appearance of this spiritual light, the green gas that originally gathered in front of him suddenly moved and rushed into the spiritual light wildly.

"Om" a small buzzing sounded in the field. Wuxiangsanren's eyes lit up, and he held a long sword in his hand and bullied himself in front of him.

At the same time, the white point jumped three times and disappeared invisible.

Ji Yunlang's heart thumped, and he immediately pinched the magic trick. The remaining green gas that had not yet poured into the spiritual light suddenly condensed, and a blue spiritual armor condensed around him.

Silently, the white spot that had just disappeared appeared before the Qingjia, and then it flashed leisurely and rushed forward.

"Clang!" The white one does not look physical, but it made a huge thunderous sound when hitting the surface of the blue armor.

Even though Ji Yunlang had a profound body and a strong body, he was still defeated three feet away by him. Wuxiangsan Ren took this opportunity to lift his sword and go up.

Feeling that the white point that was constantly destroying the blue armor defense, Ji Yunlang decided to make a try.

He took a deep breath, lifted the green flute in his hand upwards, then suddenly dropped it, and in the emerald green aura at the end of the green flute, he broke away from the constraints of the green flute and floated forward.

During his movements, the surface of the spiritual light gradually dimmed, and then it broke with a "click" sound, revealing the slightly rotating blue seeds inside it.

When the blue seeds rotate, they rise and shrink, and ripples are released from it. After meeting the Wuxiangsanren, the ripples enter the body and disappear.

"Ignore defense!" Wuxiangsanren was shocked. Just as he was about to use his mind to investigate the situation inside his body, the ripples that had penetrated into his body suddenly flashed and lines condensed.

Looking closely, these patterns seem to form a small magic array.

The blue seeds between Ji Yunlang and Wuxiangsanren moved leisurely at this time and disappeared.

When Wuxiangsanren saw this scene, his face turned pale, and he saw a blue seed appearing above the pattern in his body.

As the pressure was released invisibly, Wuxiangsan was shocked.

He knew that if this blue seed was let explode in his body, he would be disabled even if he did not die.

Then he smiled bitterly and said slowly: "I admit defeat. My fellow Taoist's original Taoist method is really unpredictable."

After Ji Yunlang saw that the white spot in front of him disappeared, he collected the Taoist Dharma and turned the blue seeds in the Wuxiangsan human body into blue gas.

The green gas slowly rose up and disappeared into the empty forest.

"This is also my advantage." Ji Yunlang's face was a little pale, but his body was still as tall as before.

"The geographical advantage is also part of the strength." Wuxiangsanren waved his hand at Ji Yunlang, and then said, "I have something to do, so I will leave first. Fellow Taoist will have a date later."

"There will be a time later." Ji Yunlang bowed to Wuxiangsanren, and when the latter disappeared in front of him, he turned around and looked at the monks who were still amazed around and said, "I should be qualified to get the thousand-year-old Mo Zhu."

...

It was already late at night. After practicing for a while, Ji Yunlang dug out more than ten ink bamboo shoots from the empty forest and placed them in front of him and Miao Xiaomiao.

Although Miao Xiaomiao eats spiritual fruits every day and has become a little picky about this type of food, he looks extremely happy after smelling the fragrance of ink bamboo shoots.

"I knew you would like it." Ji Yunlang smoothed the hair for Miao Xiaomiao, then grabbed a bamboo shoot and started eating it with relish.

Meow Xiaomiao also learned from Ji Yunlang and chewed the ink bamboo shoots in his arms. Unlike other spiritual fruits, the ink bamboo shoots are very crisp and sweet. After entering the mouth, they first turn into a pool of spiritual liquid, and then turn into a ball of spiritual energy, nourishing the body from the inside out.

After eating one, both Ji Yunlang and Miao Xiaomao felt a refreshing feeling.

Just when Miao Xiaomiao was about to get another ink bamboo shoot, Ji Yunlang stopped him.

"It's not good to eat too much. I'll wrap these for you and eat them in a few days."
Chapter completed!