Chapter 764: guess who I am?

This aura is restrained, even if he stands in front of Gu Tianyi, he can't notice his aura at all. Although it looks like a sick seed, it gives people an extremely dangerous breath.
Just by looking at each other at close range, Gu Tianyi and Yun Feiyang came to a conclusion:
This person is very strong and mysterious.
Although he can't see his specific realm, what is certain is that his strength is by no means under Zhang Tianlin, or even worse.
"The Bafang Dao Sect is worthy of a force with ancient heritage. Even if it is now declining, it is like a hundred-legged worm that is dead but not stiff. In this little Yanhuang Sword Sect, there is such a mysterious master. Even my Yuqing Tianyan cannot understand the slightest secret."
Yun Feiyang secretly transmitted to Gu Tianyi.
The Sanqing Daomen is the overlord of the Taoist Tianzhou, which is equivalent to the position of the Tianyuan Shenzong in the Tianyuan Shenzhou. Naturally, there are methods similar to those of Da Luo Xianyin.
Gu Tianyi glanced at him, nodded secretly, and said in the voice of Da Luo Xianyin: "Yes, this person is not only powerful, but also extraordinary. My Universe Dragon Eye can't see the details, but it's certain. Yes, what this person cultivates is not the method of the Bafang Taoist school, so he is not a person from the Bafang Taoist school."
"Hehe, Gu Tianyi, you are a little redundant when you say this. Since I am a foreign aid to the Dao Sect, how could I be a member of the Dao Sect. Although your Universe Dragon Eye is mysterious, but this time I missed it. I have practiced the Bafang Taoist methods, but they are not the golden curse that you are familiar with."
"As for what Yun Feiyang said, it is true. The Bafang Taoist has a long heritage and profound background. I am able to achieve what I am now thanks to the gift of the Jingxin Shenshu, one of the eight great curses. The hundred-footed insects die without being stiff. It makes sense."
The mysterious man smiled.
Hearing this, others were confused, but Gu Tianyi and Yun Feiyang looked at each other with surprise on their faces.
The words secretly transmitted by Daluo Xianyin and Daomen Secret Art were supposed to be extremely secretive, and even the strongest Wu Zun would never want to find out. But from the words of the mysterious man, there is no doubt a message was conveyed to the two of them: he heard it, and he heard it clearly.
"Your Excellency, it's not easy."
Yun Feiyang looked solemn and arched his hands.
"It is a great honor to be praised by the youngest Hunyuan disciple of the Sanqing Dao Sect. However, the more mysterious I am, the more grateful the two should be. After all, we are allies, not enemies."
That mysterious humanity.
"Your Excellency said that, but since you are an ally, why don't you dare to show your true colors. Could it be that you are still wary of allies who are about to fight side by side?"
Gu Tianyi smiled.
"Hahaha, Gu Tianyi, don't worry, if I show my true colors now, it will be boring. It will be interesting if you guess it."
The mysterious man laughed.
"We know each other?"
Gu Tianyi asked.
From his tone, he seemed to be very familiar with Gu Tianyi, and since Gu Tianyi was asked to guess, he must be an acquaintance.
"Don't talk, don't talk!"
The mysterious person flicked his sleeve, turned around and faced the battlefield.
The battlefield of the flame war on that side was shrouded in red light at this moment, this red light was the sky pattern spirit formation, and its interior was undergoing a transformation. When the red light dissipates, this battlefield is bound to undergo earth-shaking changes.
After all, although the same is a battle on Taoism, the scale of the battle between Yan and foreign aid is naturally different. One is a contest between juniors and the other is a contest between the strong. Whenever you ask for foreign aid, you will do your best to invite the strongest in your network.
According to the situation in previous years, the weakest one should also be the realm of pseudo-wuzun. No matter how weak it is, it's a bit out of place.
Therefore, among the three battles of the Dao Conference, the largest battle was not the brilliant battle between the 17 suzerains, but the foreign aid battle.
After unsuccessful communication with the mysterious person, Gu Tianyi returned to his seat, closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, recuperating. After some interest adjustment, the consumption in the battle was quickly made up for. Moreover, this battle has benefited Gu Tianyi a lot.
Applying the Eight-Nine Profound Art and the Golden Light Curse in actual combat for the first time gave him a deeper understanding of these two supernatural powers.
"Perhaps, we can follow this opportunity to hit the fourth stage of the Eighty-Nine Profound Art."
Gu Tianyi secretly said in his heart.
From the moment he chose to practice the Eight-Nine Profound Art, this tyrannical technique also became a shackle that restricted his cultivation. He is now in the fourth level of King Wu, but the eight or nine profound arts have only cultivated to the third level. The third level of Eight-Nine Profound Art was only enough to support the cultivation to the peak of Wuzong, and there was no ability to adapt to the realm of King Wu.
In other words, the eight or nine profound arts today did not completely fit in with Gu Tianyi's body. Moreover, if you don't practice the Eighty-Nine Profound Art to the fourth level, and fit in with the realm of King Wu, you can't continue to improve your cultivation.
"Do it now!"
Gu Tianyi was full of energy, and immediately took out the animal skin scroll recording the eight or nine profound arts from the Qiankun bag.
At that moment, although he was on the noisy Shenfeng, with tens of thousands of eyes staring at him around him, his heart was extremely quiet. In just an instant, it was as if he had entered the world of eight or nine profound arts, as if this exercise was specially tailored for him.
For a time, the exercises were in motion, and the white light was solidified on its body surface, and a mighty force of heaven and earth gathered together.
The Eighty-Nine Profound Art, although it is a body-refining exercise, has the supernatural power of great fortune. Legend has it that when you practice this exercise to the seventh level of great achievement, you can become holy in the flesh.
Now that Gu Tianyi can be in the triple layer, he has such power. Perhaps, the saying that the seven-fold physical body is sanctified is not a fiction.
His actions attracted the attention of many people above Shenfeng.
"What is Uncle Gu doing, cultivating, or breaking through?"
"It's not like, it's like consolidating one's own practice. Just now Yun Feiyang said that this white light is the eight or nine profound arts."
"The Eight-Nine Profound Art is the top technique of the Sanqing Dao Sect. It is extremely powerful, but it is also extremely difficult to cultivate. Seeing Yun Feiyang’s surprised appearance, we can determine the time when the ancient master learned the Eight-Nine Profound Art. long."
"Is it possible to have some insights and improvements in the battle just now?"
"What is a genius, this is a genius. When someone fights and gets injured and kills him, he fights to break through and improve. If this continues, I am afraid that within a few years, he will surpass all those who practice the Eight or Nine Profound Art in the Sanqing Taoist School People. Hey, when the time comes, it will be fun."
Everyone talked a lot, and the name Gu Tianyi had become Uncle Gu. Apart from admiring his feelings, I still admire him.
As the so-called laymen watch the excitement and the insiders watch the doorway, everyone is only feeling the strength of Gu Tianyi. Among the people present, only Yun Feiyang can clearly see what Gu Tianyi is doing now.
"He actually wants to use these two short hours to raise the eighty-nine profound arts to the fourth level. Moreover, judging from the current situation, he seems to be about to succeed!"
"Monster, this person is really a villain, but it's a pity that such talents don't belong to my Sanqingdao Sect."
Yun Feiyang sighed softly, his eyes full of helplessness.