Chapter 128: Only a Palace Level on the Yellow Road

  Upon hearing Feng Shui Ling's doubts, Feng Shi San Lang smiled slightly but didn't explain anything. He simply split another strand of Dou Qi energy from the flying Dou ring on his left and used it to gently brush against Feng Shui Ling's exquisite face, which was filled with intense questioning.

  This new fighting energy is not like the first fighting energy on the right hand, which is composed of ten colorless attributes; but it's made up of purple light system fighting energy.

  As the purple energy of Dou Qi touched Feng Shui Linglong's delicate face, it gently brushed open the disheveled bangs on her forehead under the control of Feng Shi Sanlang. Then, this purple energy transformed into the shape of Feng Shi Sanlang's face amidst the stunned gazes of the beauties present.

  The energy transformed into a gentle breeze that caressed Feng Shui Linglong's face, and then lightly kissed her forehead. The purple energy then began to change shape again, transforming into the shape of a right hand, but this time it was making a "shh" gesture, presented before Feng Shui Linglong's beautiful eyes.

  Seeing this, Feng Shui Ling immediately understood that Feng Thirteen wanted her not to speak first, and after he finished writing, he would explain the specific reasons to her. So Feng Shui Ling also very obediently shifted her gaze back to the white paper on the desk.

  At this time, Feng Shi Sanlang had already silently written the complete set of Jiuyin Zhenjing and had begun writing the complete set of Qiankun Dano.

  After nearly an hour of arduous effort, Feng Shisanlang finally silently wrote down the Nine Yin Manual, Tai Chi Fist, Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi, and Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms from his memory without missing a single word; only replacing the two characters 'true energy' in these secret books with 'martial energy'.

  After exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, Feng Shisan immediately used his internal energy to pick up the densely packed white papers on the table with his right hand and handed them over to Gong Lingyuan.

  After doing all this, Feng Shisanlang immediately stared at Gong Lingyuan's extremely beautiful face with a pair of eyes that were full of expectation. Then he opened his mouth and asked: "Ling sister, these are the Doujue and Douti I've been practicing myself for days. Because I'm not clear about their specific levels, please help me evaluate their levels now; I don't have any hope for Tian Dao and Di Dao, but I do hope they can be Xuan Dao level Doujue and Douti?"

  "Oh, is that so? Then I'll take a closer look at what kind of powerful move and martial arts can summon the Nine Heavenly Emperor's Thunder. What kind of ultimate technique is it?" Upon hearing Feng Thirteen Lang's question, Gong Lingyuan immediately lifted her beautiful eyes from the paper in Feng Thirteen Lang's right hand, which was filled with tiny characters.

  She held the white paper in her jade palm and examined it carefully, and suddenly a calligraphic painting with a strong sense of atmosphere appeared before Gong Lingyuan's beautiful eyes.

  The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, iron painting silver hook, even the dot of the vast sky is not enough to describe it. Gong Lingyuan's eyes see the extremely beautiful calligraphy and painting at this moment, with a profound and far-reaching beauty and artistic conception.

  Fortunately, just after the new Wind Thirteen Lang appeared in the Devil Fighting World, he also flipped through the books of this world during his leisure time. This move suddenly made him realize that the text of the human race in the Devil Fighting World was no different from the Chinese characters he had been in before, except that the text in the Devil Fighting World was all ancient Chinese complex characters. However, these complex characters were obviously not difficult for Wind Thirteen Lang, a master of brush calligraphy.

  On this white paper held gently in Gong Lingyuan's jade palm, there were densely packed brush-written characters. Except for the titles "Nine Yin Scripture", "Tai Chi Fist", "Qian Kun Da Nuo Yi" and "Descending Dragon Eighteen Palms" which were slightly larger, all the other texts were as powerful as steel pen characters. The words flowed like clouds and water, exuding an aura that seemed to pierce through the vast sky, and the profound atmosphere directly entered Gong Lingyuan's heart.

  Originally, Feng Thirteen Lang's calligraphy was very good, but it was absolutely impossible for these connotations to burst out between the lines; perhaps this is because Feng Thirteen Lang had already learned to control his aura in the Demon-Fighting World with spiritual power and wrote these characters with the aura energy formed by controlling his aura.

  After half a day, Gong Lingyuan had carefully examined the contents of the white paper several times. After finishing the first pass, her absolutely beautiful face was filled with shock; there was admiration for Feng Shi San Lang's calligraphy, and also admiration for the fighting spirit and skills woven into the words. Finally, when she finished reading it for the third time, she slowly raised her head, looking at Feng Shi San Lang with a pair of eyes that seemed to be staring at a monster.

  "Wind, you're a monster! Compared to you, even the Wind Flower Dance seems dull and unimpressive. As the saying goes, 'the blue comes from the azure but surpasses it', the ancients were indeed not deceiving me! Among your various techniques, only the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms can barely be considered a profound technique of the Mystic Path, while the others are at most on the level of the Yellow Path's Upper Palace."

  "Could you really fly up to the peak of the 9th rank Dou soldier just by relying on that Spiral Nine Shadows?!" This rare shocking remark also couldn't help but escape from the cherry lips of Gong Lingyuan, a 5th rank Fa Shen.

  "Oh, so the Xuan Dao is below the stars and the Huang Dao is above the palace? Hehe, it's good that I didn't have high expectations for their levels to begin with. Now it seems like they're indeed just that!" Feng Shi San Lang said casually after hearing Gong Ling Yuan's shocking words of admiration. However, he added another sentence in his heart: "After all, this is the Doumo world of the unparalleled strong who possess the divine technique of controlling space and destroying the heavens - those top-level martial arts in China are barely considered Xuan Dao below the stars here!"

  Gong Lingyuan saw Feng Shisanlang finish speaking, then lowered his head and couldn't help but ask again: "Feng, you haven't fully answered my question yet. You can fly, is it really just relying on this Xuan Dao Upper Palace level Dou Technique, Spiral Nine Shadows?!"

  "Ah, that's right. If you're interested in these techniques, then you can practice them too, and later teach Linglong and Piaoxue! I hope these techniques will enter the eyes of this law god who has collected many heavenly dao techniques!" Upon hearing Gong Lingyuan constantly asking himself about the Spiral Nine Shadows, Feng Thirteen Lang immediately responded with a helpless bitter smile.

  "Really? Just a Douji Spiral Nine Shadows of the Huangdao Palace level, and you can fly up so easily? I'd like to take a good look at that. Yanyan, don't hide anything from me, let me see!"

  At this time, Feng Wuxiang, who had been quiet and observing the crowd from the side, suddenly snatched the white paper from Gong Lingyuan's jade fingers and said excitedly.