Chapter 173 The True Body of the Martial Saint

Looking at the three choices in front of him, Ji Yang immediately eliminated the middle one.

Since he was here, how could he return empty-handed?

However, between the first and third choices, Ji Yang was in a state of hesitation.

Active learning and secretly peeping, both of which seemed to be little different, but thinking back to the previous choices, there was a big difference.

Moreover, he was in this Taoist temple at the moment, and perhaps there were some powerful people inside.

In order to live longer, Ji Yang decisively chose to secretly peek.

He was worried that he would be too active and show some abnormality.

As the prompts in front of him disappeared, Ji Yang also began to peek at the moves in the hands of these Taoist disciples.

Although they were not using combat skills, Ji Yang could see that these moves seemed to be supported by the power of Qi and blood, thus bursting out powerful power, which was similar to combat skills.

This made Ji Yang more cautious. If he could get a glimpse of a move, he might be able to comprehend new combat skills and improve the strength of his people after the deduction is over.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and time passes quickly.

The disciples in the Taoist temple have been replaced one after another, but Ji Yang's locust tree still stands in the center of the square, without any change.

It's just that Ji Yang regrets that he has been peeping for so long, but he has only seen a few of the same martial arts in these Taoist disciples, and there are no too advanced moves.

It's the same few moves over and over again, and Ji Yang has almost comprehended them.

Just when Ji Yang was sighing about being bored, a new prompt soon appeared.

[You have been observing the Taoist disciples practicing martial arts for a long time, and the "martial spirit" has been added to your body, and the tree trunk has undergone new changes. What do you choose? 】

[Soaring up][Let it be][Hide silently]

Watching the new plot, Ji Yang's consciousness left his body and soon he noticed some changes in himself. After absorbing the so-called "martial energy", there seemed to be some strange patterns on his trunk.

Faced with this new choice, Ji Yang hesitated for a while and chose to hide silently.

He hadn't learned enough from stealing... He still wanted to improve!

Anyway, time was on his side.

After making the choice, the patterns that had originally appeared on Ji Yang's trunk gradually disappeared, but Ji Yang could sense that these patterns did not really disappear, but were hidden.

As long as he moved his mind, these patterns would reappear.

Time began to pass again, and Ji Yang, who chose to hide silently, seemed to have stopped growing his trunk, and no longer continued to grow upwards.

Of course, this was also because Ji Yang took the initiative to use the ability of free growth.

On this day, the sky gradually darkened, and there was no one in the square, only the breeze and the bright moon accompanied it.

But Ji Yang's consciousness quickly detected someone approaching.

However, Ji Yang had long been accustomed to this. This square seemed to be the place for practicing martial arts in this Taoist temple. In addition to morning exercises, many hard-working disciples of the Taoist temple came here to practice martial arts.

And this discovery also made Ji Yang realize that the world he was deducing was indeed not illusory, but real.

But the passage of time in it made Ji Yang a little confused.

He didn't know whether it was the wind moving or the flag moving.

Or maybe it was his heart moving.

"Master will teach you a set of swordsmanship today. This sword is dangerous. It feeds on the seven emotions and uses the six desires as blades. Remember to use it with caution after you learn it."

"Disciple understands."

The voice coming from his ear startled Ji Yang.

After entering the world of this deduction, he was able to understand some random conversations, but his consciousness was not strong enough, so he could not hear the sounds farther away, and he did not get any useful information on weekdays.

But after these words sounded, Ji Yang was alert and couldn't help looking at the two people who were talking.

The two, one old and one young, were both wearing Taoist robes and holding long swords. The young man looked about ten years old, but the old man seemed to be in a fog, making Ji Yang unable to see clearly.

After he finished speaking, the blurry old man began to dance with his sword.

The sword shadow was blurry, but with each dance of the old man, a bright color gathered around him. This color was chaotic, coming from all directions and blending into the long sword in the old man's hand.

As more and more colors gathered, the sword light in the old man's hand became brighter and brighter, and the blade was full of light, with infinite light blooming, making people unable to move their eyes away.

When the long sword became extremely shining, even Ji Yang's consciousness was unconsciously attracted by it.

At this time, a bright golden light suddenly burst out from Ji Yang's tree trunk.

The golden light did not go away, but also went towards the long sword in the old man's hand.

"Huh?"

The old man paused with his sword move and uttered a surprised sound.

"It's bad!"

Seeing the golden light coming out from his tree trunk, Ji Yang felt something was wrong.

Before Ji Yang could make any move, a cold snort came from his ear:

"Who dares to be so presumptuous in my Fuyun Temple!"

After the words fell, Ji Yang's eyes were filled with colorful things, a gorgeous and unavoidable sword light.

Ji Yang's consciousness was torn apart, and then a new prompt appeared in front of him:

[You secretly peeked and accidentally revealed your emotions, you are dead! ]

When the subtitles disappeared, Ji Yang clearly saw that his tree trunk was reduced to ashes under the sword light, leaving no trace.

Before he died, the old man slowly put away his sword and said to the young man:

"My disciple, remember, although this sword technique can borrow the power of the seven emotions and six desires, it also has certain disadvantages when borrowing. When using this sword move, you need to equip it..."

The voice beside his ear became weaker and weaker. Before Ji Yang finished listening, it was dark in front of him.

When Ji Yang regained consciousness, he saw the familiar ancestral hall of his family.

But at this moment, Ji Yang was a little annoyed. He hadn't finished listening to the last words of the old man!

But thinking back to the sword light just now, Ji Yang still had lingering fears. With such strength, he must be a strong man in this world.

Before Ji Yang thought about it, several prompts appeared in front of him:

[End of deduction! ]

[You have realized a new ability in this deduction: the true body of the martial saint! 】

[You have learned a new combat skill in this exercise: Big Dipper Fist]

[You have learned a new combat skill in this exercise: Five Poisons Yinfeng Palm]

[You have learned a new combat skill in this exercise: Taiyi Seal]

[You have learned a new combat skill in this exercise: Seven Emotions and Six Absolute Swords (Incomplete)]

Martial Saint True Body: All the combat skills you have learned can be transformed into your own branches and trunk patterns, and can be used freely.

Big Dipper Fist: A low-grade Xuan-level combat skill (can be passed on three times)

Five Poisons Yinfeng Palm: A low-grade Xuan-level combat skill (can be passed on three times)

Taiyi Seal: A high-grade Xuan-level combat skill (can be passed on three times)

Seven Emotions and Six Absolute Swords (incomplete): A high-grade Earth-level combat skill (can be passed on three times)

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