Chapter 352: Using secrets as the way, a thousand lamps illuminate the white tiger


Pacific West Coast, South China, Qiongzhou Province.

This place can actually be roughly regarded as an island, shaped like a Sydney.

The land area is more than 30,000 square kilometers, and the temperature is relatively balanced throughout the year. It is not too hot in summer and not too cold in winter, but there is heavy rainfall in summer and autumn.

When Yang Baifa and Meng Zhaoxuan came here, they caught up with the good weather, cloudless and blue sky.

Looking up to the sky, the only color is the white trace of the plane passing by.

The two of them saw a plane landing in the airport in front, and they both had a slightly emotional look on their faces.

After all, you can’t see such a scene in their hometown.

"If this place were not in the turmoil of a disaster, I would really like to play here for a few years. I would definitely see a lot of new things."

Yang Baifa walked towards the airport step by step. , although the posture is calm, floating in the low altitude, each step from stepping out to landing is more than a hundred meters.

But if you have accurate eyesight, you will find that his steps are not random, but very rhythmic, as if he is measuring the land.

In the past ten years or so, the world of martial arts has caught up with the best era of martial arts practice, and many fourth-level Qingwu masters have appeared.

Yang Baifa is not the first to break through to the fourth level, but he has traveled around the world and accumulated the most. In terms of the speed of sorting out various unfamiliar Feng Shui patterns, he is the fastest.

The combination of him and Meng Zhaoxuan is similar to Wang Xiangqian and Xiao Shaofan, but the efficiency is much higher.

As soon as he arrived in Qiongzhou Province, Yang Baifa had already identified the international airport ahead as his hub.

He doesn’t need more manpower, so he can install Xuanbing chips everywhere and cooperate.

Just walking through it step by step, each step stepping on the rhythmic trough of the Feng Shui veins, the people around them were completely unaware of the two figures that were consistent with the Feng Shui.

The Xuanyin spell carried by Yang Baifa penetrates into the feng shui veins with every step, and naturally flows along the feng shui and disperses to the calculated positions.

At this time, a large group of passengers were walking out of the airport quickly.

Compared with the areas occupied by the influence of the two factions, the Fluttering Beast and the Dongyou, the city was almost reduced to ruins, with turmoil and destruction everywhere.

In some areas controlled by the Zhiguang God System, flights and railways can still operate smoothly, which seems to be much more peaceful.

But these passengers coming out of the airport gave people a very bad feeling.

In this group of people, there are obviously men, women, and children. They are very alienated from each other. They should not be familiar with each other, but they have similar temperaments and make the same choices. In the warm weather like Qiongzhou, they wear dark clothes. Colorful clothes.

Someone was fully wearing a mask and sunglasses, and the collar of his turtleneck was completely raised. Outsiders could not see his expression at all, but his head kept turning slightly while walking. , appearing very vigilant.

Those who don’t dress up in such exaggerated ways also move their eyes around, constantly scanning their baggage and suitcases, or looking back, showing a kind of nervous sensitivity.

But their sensitivity is not unfounded.

Because someone did find a bug on his body while walking and crushed it to pieces.

Someone also suddenly pulled off his windbreaker and shook it outwards, and out came many flying ants, which had been tamed and controlled with spells and lurked on this person.

Zhiguang Shenjun is the god of secrets, the god of books, the god of singing, and the recorder of all dimensions.

His divine gift and the way of practice spread by the priests, in addition to the core element of spells, the most important thing is to create secrets, seize secrets, and keep secrets.

What cannot be told easily is called a secret, and a secret is the deepest privacy.

For example, as a student, secretly poisoning the drinking water in the school office is a barely qualified secret.

But if the student's behavior has been noticed by the principal and used, it means that the student's own secret has been taken away.

And the principal's own behavior of taking advantage of the situation has become a new secret. It depends on whether he can keep it secret.

The greater the impact of the "secret", the more beneficial it will be to your own spell practice after it is created and kept.

Therefore, within the scope of influence of the Zhiguang family, there have been no overly public large-scale wars in the past few years, but the number of vicious cases has repeatedly reached new highs, increasing tenfold and tenfold.

In the beginning, it was just people who used the practice of chanting mantras as a special medicine in order to control the flesh and blood spores.

In order to pursue higher efficacy in the short term, we have to fall into this state of practicing spells with secrets, and then more people will lose their sense of security.

Even if the symptoms of flesh spores in the body are not that serious, in order to resist those who steal the secrets, they have to work harder and fall into a vicious circle of deterioration and degradation.

Up to now, although there are still many places that maintain the appearance of work, party, and life.

But the essence of these behaviors has become a channel for them to create secrets or spy on other people's secrets.

After walking out of the airport, there were taxis waiting outside to pick up passengers.

The driver opened the door, stuck his head out and asked the other party where he was going, shouting out his price.

Meng Zhaoxuan's eyes suddenly focused on the drivers.

“How come these drivers have so much gold energy in their brains that they have been inserted with golden needles? No, in the terminology here it should be called...liquid metal chips?”

Just put them The liquid gold chip is planted in other people's brains, so the efficiency of spying on secrets is naturally much higher.

If necessary, it can also influence the judgment of these people at certain subtle moments, driving them to create secrets for the people behind the scenes without knowing it.

The cities that Yang Baifa and Meng Zhaoxuan visited before were mainly dominated by the Dongyou family, and they did not have a deep understanding of the situation under the Zhiguang family.

Otherwise they will know that this level of technology is simply not something the earth can possess.

The person who can secretly spread this liquid metal chip must be a priest-level figure who descended from another dimension.

Priests of the Zhiguang line are neither warlike or domineering, nor luxurious and flamboyant. They often stay in a certain area for a long time and gradually expand their influence without the local people noticing it at all.

Now it seems that Qiongzhou Province should be the territory defined by a certain priest.

At this time, the behavior of some drivers was obviously controlled by the priest behind the scenes, and they all suddenly looked directly at the same person.

This is a short-haired man wearing a mask, a suit and leather shoes, holding a briefcase on his chest, and his eyes are rolling around. He looks no different from other people's demeanor.

However, one of the drivers suddenly raised his hand, emitted a white light, flew a hundred meters, and stabbed the man in the suit.

Everyone was shocked.

Although murder can be regarded as a kind of secret, public killing is not conducive to the preservation of secrets, so it is still relatively rare.

The man in the suit responded quickly and quickly shrank his head.

The driver pressed his left hand on his chest, stretched his right hand out of the window, pointed forward, and muttered something as if he was performing some kind of ritual.

The white light passed over the head of the man in the suit, suddenly turned, emitted a harsh buzzer, and shot towards the back of his head.

It turns out that the white light is a voice-activated flying sword. It is only fifteen centimeters long. It is made of tough material, smooth in shape, light and sharp. It is specially designed to cooperate with the use of spells. It has the function of unlocking voiceprint. Identify the owner. It cannot be modified later.

Even if the owner is only at the first level, this voice-controlled flying sword can capture the owner's sound waves within a kilometer range, and according to the sonic instructions of different rhythms, it can accelerate and decelerate, change direction in the air, and slash and pierce.

You can also recite incantations to continuously refine the flying sword and adjust the vibration frequency of the flying sword to make the flying sword even sharper and more powerful when shot in the future.

The man in the suit was unarmed. Even if he practiced some spells, his body could not block the sharp edge of the flying sword. Moreover, the opponent had the first-mover advantage, and he was about to die.

The buzzing sound of the flying sword suddenly stopped.

Because the man in the suit put his right hand behind his head, holding the tip of the sword with his thumb and index finger.

The voice-controlled flying sword, which can reach a speed of three hundred meters per second, is as simple as holding a dead leaf carried by the wind in his hand.

This is not a method of using spells to practice, but a power that bursts out from the pure blood and blood in the body.

Meng Zhaoxuan and Yang Baifa looked at each other.

Everyone can see that what is running in that person's body seems to be the power system of the ancient civilization of the earth.

And the qi and blood are so pure that there is no phenomenon of alienation and symbiosis with the flesh spores, which shows that this person should have already achieved a high level of cultivation ten years ago when the flesh spores arrived. , so that we can not be afraid of erosion.

"Xia Meizhen, a member of the Asia-Pacific Special Investigation Section and Li Zhifei's assistant, why did you suddenly appear here?"

The driver who drove the flying sword stepped out of the taxi directly, his expression indifferent, even a bit dull. Ask.

The man in the suit brought the flying sword in front of him, rubbed it with his fingers, and kneaded it into a ball of scrap metal the size of a ball. He looked at the driver carefully.

"Do you still want to maintain the disguise? Your special department is quite outstanding. I have read all the information."

"You are good at disguise. You control the flesh and blood of your face. The combination of high-grade material masks can hide from most detection methods. I can't see anything unusual when I look at you with the driver's eyes."

"However, when anyone engages in something for many years, they will develop habits. In your one thousand and three disguises, although you have changed countless identities, ages, and genders, you have actually formed a habitual disguise. Style." The driver said something that should have been proud of him, but his facial features and tone were rigid.

"We are the recorders and chanters who want to control all secrets. You can't hide my insights."

Those around us have the habit of prying into secrets. , seeing the conflict happening here, they actually didn't want to leave. Instead, they all raised their attention and watched the situation here.

But looking at such a driver, those people also felt a strange feeling in their hearts, as if they had nowhere to hide, and they couldn't help but slowly retreat.

The man in the suit's eyes changed slightly, and when he was about to speak, he was interrupted again.

"Did the natives in your investigation department also participate in the robbery of the Jinshen Lamp?"

This time it was not the driver who spoke, but a voice booming from the air. .

“The subordinates of Tiangong and Dongyou have the confidence to dare to sabotage our plan, but you people are not as wise as Durando, and you want to grab the benefits.”< br>
“It’s so clever that I didn’t even think of it beforehand.”

When this voice came from the sky, a large number of golden words appeared in the air around the man in the suit.

These words were born because of the sounds made by the priests in the sky, but after their birth, each word itself was still vibrating and emitting its own pronunciation.

A circle of words rotated around the man in the suit like a chain.

Significant and noisy, a booming and buzzing sound surrounded the man in a suit, causing the disguise on "his" face to break apart, revealing a woman's face gritting her teeth.

Li Zhifei, the chief of the Investigation Section, was not trusted to begin with, so after taking advantage of the chaos to seize the parts of the Jin Shen Lamp, he had to hand them over to his subordinates for safekeeping, while he was responsible for blocking more suspicion and scrutiny.

Xia Mei really knew that staying in the Asia-Pacific region was not feasible. She also knew that places like Shencheng and Pengcheng were run by priests, so she planned to take Qiongzhou and go to sea to escape.

The African side was originally controlled by the Fushou family, which was already chaotic enough. Recently, Li Zhifei received news that the methods of interfering with Tianxin's will in Africa had changed. I'm afraid there might be something new. of chaos.

Hide over there. With Natsumi’s real ability, she should be able to delay a lot of time.

But who knew that there was a priest here in Qiongzhou?

After all, the gathering of priests from the Zhiguang line has never been fully staffed.

These are clearly voyeurs, but they are also psychopaths who pursue mysticism! !

After the spell arrived first, the priest's true body finally appeared in the air, crossing the blue sky and already within five miles.

It was a thin man with yellowish eyebrows, wearing a red silk shirt and black trousers.

Calculating the speed and time, he should have been ten miles away before chanting a spell and suppressing Xia Meizhen, who was at the third level.

Both are at the fourth level. Obviously, the Zhiguang divine system's method of keeping secrets and holding curses has more advantages in terms of attack radius than the vitality attacks of the fourth level warriors.

But when it comes to his own movement speed...

"Huh?"

The yellow-browed priest suddenly became wary, and the instant spell stored in his mind took effect immediately.

Thousands of small regular octagonal frames form a golden sphere, guarding the yellow-browed priest.

Dang! ! ! !

The silver-white long knife struck from behind him and shattered the sphere shield with one strike.

But in an instant, another big bell appeared in the sphere shield.

After the big bell broke open, another big blue ice hand appeared, lying in various directions, covering the left and right columns, overlapping and staggered, to block the knife.

Priests who have cultivated to the fourth level can compress the power of spells and store them in the spiritual sea when they chant spells and practice.

The total amount of storage is related to the load intensity of the spiritual sea and the precision of the spell.

In the event of an accident, these pre-stored spells can be activated instantly, eliminating the need for reciting spells.

It is equivalent to using the speed of activating pure spiritual power to exert the power of complex spells.

Although the Xuantai that Meng Zhaoxuan cultivated was thanks to the idea of ​​​​Songhe Pure Yang Gong provided by Su Hanshan back then, it was blended with his lifelong insights and took on the properties of Geng metal.

Jin is Shaoyin. When he moves, he uses his sharpness to break through the barriers. The traces are extremely small. They close as soon as they are penetrated. Even ordinary mental detection cannot detect any trace of his movement.

And when he attacked, this sharpness was coupled with the heavy power of gold born from the soil.

With one slash of the silver-white sword, thirty-seven curses were broken in an instant.

Finally, deep cracks were made in the transparent protective charm like a clam shell, and it hit the ground.

The yellow-browed priest experienced the feeling of falling from a high altitude at a rapid speed, and all the scenery around his body suddenly turned into afterimages.

The acceleration was so fast that it even made him feel itchy in his internal organs.

That's because at this moment, the inside of his body was in a state of weightlessness similar to that of space, and his soft internal organs were floating slightly upward.

But he was very proficient in reciting mantras, and even in this situation, he was not confused at all. The position of his Adam's apple suddenly dented inward, and instead sunk in deeply, and a short and strange mantra sound came out of his mouth.

God-given mantras actually change the structure of the body, because many mantras have rhythms and tones that the ordinary body cannot emit or bear.

The curse sound he has now is actually a whole spell contained within it.

The moment he touched the ground, his body seemed not to feel the reaction force of the ground at all, and it was blending into the soil smoothly.

It is not about drilling holes in the ground, but letting your body directly integrate into the earth's materials, and you can escape without hindrance.

This is not something he can achieve with his simple fourth-level spells, but the combined effect of divine spells and secret spells.

This method can not only avoid the reaction force on the ground, but also prevent Meng Zhaoxuan from catching up.

When the time comes, the Yellow Eyebrow Priest can launch an offensive from any direction underground, completely turning passivity into initiative and reversing the situation.

‘Sure enough, as Han Shan reminded us, these people have magical powers. If they use them well, the actual combat effects cannot be viewed solely based on their own cultivation. ’

It is true that Meng Zhaoxuan has not chased him yet, but his military skills are like a god, and he has no choice but to make a plan. The sword he just chose was a vertical chop instead of a thrust, which has its own particularity.

Boom! ! !

Just when the yellow-browed priest's chest was submerged into the ground, his whole body suddenly shook and he popped out of the ground again.

With this flick, he broke away from the state of being able to blend with the ground, and brought up two handfuls of concrete debris on his two calves.

A huge dragon-like centipede sprang up from the ground. Its body was sinuous and transparent, with a faint blue luster all over its body.

And at the ends of the centipede's thousand legs, they all lit up with a ball of green flame, like a thousand-legged lantern.

Feng Shui beast, Thousand Lanterns Centipede!

The good and evil situation is Feng Shui, and the pattern becomes a spiritual beast.

Yang Baifa fit into this centipede, illuminating the good and devouring the evil, leading the times, impacting the spirit, and in one fell swoop, he knocked the yellow-browed priest into confusion in his magic and spells.

Meng Zhaoxuan had already caught up. The sword in his right hand shook, the sword buzzed, and seven starlight reflections appeared on the mirror-like blade.

The stars in the sky are responsible for the destiny, the God of Geng Metal in the West, and the White Tiger and the Seven Constellations coexist!

The light of the immortal centipede from the thousand lanterns below illuminated Meng Zhaoxuan's eyebrows and eyes in the sky above. His eyes were all blue, but the light of the sword was still as bright as ever. Thousands of lanterns could not take away its color.

There was a soft click, and the yellow-browed priest had been split in half vertically by this knife.

The cracks were neat and tidy, and the remains of the body were shattered and exploded on both sides, destroying both body and soul!

Xia Mei was really at a loss as she looked at all this, she felt light all over and was no longer suppressed.

“Not good!”

She remembered something and exclaimed, "Two of you, since a priest has been killed, priests from the same family and great priests must have reacted. Especially great priests, who have advanced cultivation and can travel thousands of miles in an instant. You can't stay here for a long time..."
< br>"Great Priest?"

A word suddenly came from high in the sky, and a pure white glow appeared, forming a strong man with frosty hair and thick eyebrows, a single coat without sleeves, and a flying cloak.

He crossed his arms over his chest, looking excited.

"The Green Snake in Suhan Mountain couldn't find any trace of the three great priests. He was suspecting some conspiracy, so he asked me to go to several suspicious places, but he couldn't be found."
< br>

"That is to say, if you wait here, you can meet a great priest without saying anything?"

(End of this chapter)

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