Without waiting for Di Fuyi to speak, he took another step back, made a hand with his fingers, and colorful lights flashed on his fingertips.
He was indeed capable, and he built a bamboo building on the nearby hillside in just a few moments.
The bamboo building looked rather like an octagonal building, with brackets and cornices, and silver bells hanging on the corners.
It looked both elegant and simple.
Looking from the outside, this bamboo house is much more luxurious and formal than his mountain bamboo house.
His bamboo house in the mountain resembles a folk residence, while this bamboo house resembles the residence of a prince.
He bowed with a respectful expression on his handsome face: "Please, Lord Holy Lord, go to the bamboo tower to rest."
Di Fuyi's eyes flashed slightly, but he did not refuse this time.
He nodded slightly: "Okay, I guess you are interested."
He walked towards the bamboo building.
Long Moyan breathed out an almost inaudible breath and hurriedly followed behind.
His bamboo building has everything you need, including brocade piers, wooden couches, and ancient wooden furniture, all of which look exquisite.
Di Fuyi walked around inside, and Long Moyan quickly asked him to sit down at an ancient wooden table, sincerely asking for advice: "Lord Shengzun, is it possible for Moyan to use this kind of skill?"
Di Fuyi chuckled, his eyes sharp: "Prince Long has reached the tenth level of spiritual power.
I'm very happy to congratulate you."
After Long Moyan showed his hand, he knew that he could no longer hide his strength in front of Di Fuyi.
He said respectfully: "Moyan comes from the upper world.
He was previously blocked from memory spiritual power.
He can't remember the past.
Only now."
A few days after awakening, Mo Yan has indeed reached the tenth level of spiritual power, but he has not deliberately hidden his strength.
I hope that the Lord Shengzun will forgive me."
Di Fuyi glanced at him.
This man's speech was really flawless.
He looked at the bamboo building and said: "You are good at this technique, but being a Daishengzun is not just about building a house.
I also need to test your other abilities."
"I respectfully ask the Holy Lord to come up with a question."
"The ability to fight."
Di Fuyi stretched out his hand and formed a long sword.
With a flick of his fingertips, the long sword shattered the roof with a bang and flew into the sky.
It spun around in the air and turned into countless small swords, arranged in a Bagua formation.
All the sword tips were facing Long Moyan.
Before they could strike down, the majestic and fierce murderous aura had already blown away the entire bamboo building.
Cangqiong Jade lay silently on Di Fuyi's wrist, thinking in her heart: Lord Shengzun, are you jealous?
People build houses faster, but you demolish them faster.
"Long Moyan, come and break my sword formation.
Don't blame me for not reminding you.
This formation is extremely evil and must be broken to escape.
If it cannot be broken, your life will have to be lost in it."
Di Fuyi sat tremblingly on the top of a big tree, his voice echoing across the entire hillside like flowing clouds and ice springs.
Long Moyan's face changed slightly.
This sword formation was too fierce.
If he didn't use all his skills, he might be stuck here.
Before he could finish his thought, those small swords were already shooting down at him like a gust of wind.
Naturally, Cang Qiong Jade is also knowledgeable.
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He knew that this sword array was very fierce when he saw it.
He asked tremblingly: "Lord Holy Master, are you using this array to deal with the demon?
This Long Moyan can handle it even with tenth level spiritual power."
No, don’t really stab him to death.
If you kill Dai Shengzun, what will happen to my master in the future?”
Di Fuyi said calmly: "If he can be killed so easily, he will not be the acting saint."
At this moment, the sword array had surrounded Long Moyan in the middle, without even a corner of his clothes being exposed.
Under such a sword formation, Long Moyan would not be able to break out for a while.
As Di Fuyi spoke, he jumped down from the ground and walked forward.
"Lord Holy Lord, where are you going?"
Cang Qiongyu wondered.
"Go to his mountain residence and see what he is hiding there."
Di Fuyi answered calmly
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