Chapter 164 163. "Abnormal Version" Phaseless Talent (8.1K words - please subscribe for the big chapter)
Fire Worshiping Demon Sect
Underground secret realm.
In the wilderness, Mu Chaiyang's usually kind and friendly face was flickering. One side was in darkness, and the other side was illuminated by a cruel red flame. His tall nose was drawn out in profile by the firelight, and reflected at the corner of his mouth, showing a strange and ferocious look.
Those eyes stared dimly at the flames that were burning the bones. After a moment, he sat down cross-legged and started to run the "Ghost Infant Manual".
He suddenly seemed to remember something happy, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but then calmed down.
This happy thing is nothing.
It was he who used the incomplete "Ghost Infant Manual" to defraud a lot of ancient clan contribution points from the second ancestor of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan last year. Then he used some contribution points to add to what he had accumulated, thus redeeming some Important rare materials strengthened the formation in front of him.
Lihuo Gathering Formation! !
At the cost of sacrificing powerful monks and absorbing the vitality of the entire sect and even the people of the area, he was able to take the final step - to transform the ghost infant into a divine infant.
This step has been done by successive sect leaders of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, either by training powerful disciples and throwing them into the fire, or by the disciples turning their master into the fire.
In short, either you become nutrients, or I become nutrients.
The fighting always continues.
But it has to be done.
Because, the core of this Lihuo Gathering Formation must be a monk who has practiced the "Ghost Infant Sutra".
Even so, the time never comes because the fire is not strong enough! After so many twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of Mu Liyang.
At this time, with the operation of the "Ghost Infant Manual", Mu Xianyang felt a stream of miserable red flames twitching from the air like threads peeling off cocoons, along his body, slowly crawling through his flesh and blood and even his soul.
An indescribable feeling of excitement came from the body and mind.
Mu Xianyang had also wondered about this. He wondered whether it was the excitement caused by "burning life" or the excitement caused by "drawing life". However, after repeated research, he felt that it was the latter.
Others burn their lives, this formation gathers life, and he is sitting in the center of the formation, absorbing these lives, thus condensing the ghost baby.
After a long while, Mu Chaoyang slowly stood up with a long sigh of relief. He raised his hand to grab a special piece of paper from the void, looked at it repeatedly, then put it away and stepped out of this underground secret realm.
After a while, a beauty wrapped in a snow-white gauze skirt stepped outside the hall. When she saw him, she cheered, put her toes on the ground, and fell into his arms lightly, her soft buttocks sank skillfully, Falling onto his strong thighs.
Roucu hugged her gently and hooked her neck.
"Don't make him suspicious." Mu Xianyang said coldly.
Wang Susu suppressed her small mouth in grievance and said: "Don't the slaves miss the sect master? That little boy has no manliness at all and is not as good as the sect master."
Mu Liyang asked: "Did he make any more requests?"
Wang Susu said: "It's just fire or something. He asked for some and then said he was interested in the fire."
Mu Xianyang snorted coldly and said: "It seems that he is not exactly the second generation ancestor, but he is somewhat sharp. If you give him some time to grow, the future will be promising."
Wang Susu laughed and said: "How can I compare with you, the sect leader."
Mu Xianyang said: "Let's talk about business."
Wang Susu said: "I followed your instructions and managed to twist him around, otherwise he would really start practicing the "Fire Watching Technique"."
Mu Liyang said: "He is the second-generation ancestor who came to give me contribution points, and he is a clay Bodhisattva who helps me control the sect. I can't really let him practice the "Ghost Infant Sutra". If something happens, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan will Are those old monsters still coming to trouble me?
Susu, it is a great achievement for you to trick him into sleeping on the bed. With your ability, you will definitely make him fascinated by you.
If you look for some opportunities to play tricks, sell him more of my sect's other skills, and ask him to contribute more, I will still be of great use.
At the same time, pay as much attention as possible to Princess Xi's movements. If there is anything special, remember to report it to me. ”
"Yes, sect master." Wang Susu said coquettishly, and then asked, "The opportunity you promised to the Nu family for the Purple Mansion, when will it be fulfilled?"
Mu Xianyang said: "It's almost done, don't rush it."
Wang Susu nodded, then moved her hips, lifted up from him, twisted her waist, and staggered out of the door.
Mu Xianyang stared at the twisting buttocks, and an inexplicable evil intention arose in his heart.
This woman is indeed the best in collapse, and she is just right to confuse a young boy like that.
Let that stupid boy pay for the contribution points. At the same time, with him in the Snow Country, no matter what he does, he will be bound to him. If he wants to be unlucky, he will be unlucky together, hey
Mu Xianyang laughed "Jie Jie".
The miserable red flames burned in the surrounding wall lamps. Burning in the fire were the ruined paper puppets, and even some fine bones. It was unclear whether they were the knuckles of humans or animals. Based on the principle of waste utilization, Mu Xianyang needs to use all their remaining power for sacrifice.
Just as he was thinking about it, a heavy breath suddenly came from outside the hall, footsteps rumbled, and the ground shook.
Mu Xianyang frowned slightly, then put on a friendly smile and hurried out of the hall.
When I looked, I saw Princess Xi standing outside the door.
Mu Liyang cupped his hands and said with a smile: "What gust of wind brought you here today?"
Princess Xi said in a loud voice: "I'm here to say goodbye on behalf of the master."
"Farewell?"
Mu Xianyang was stunned for a long time, as if he had been struck by lightning, and then said, "Did I not provide good hospitality? I have only lived here for more than a year, how come..."
Princess Xi said in a loud voice: "The master said he was tired of living there and wanted to change his place."
Mu split Yang:
He had a feeling that all his calculations had failed and that all his calculations were completely out of order.
He chuckled and said: "I will go see the envoy in person. There are many interesting places in my snow country. The envoy doesn't know."
Princess Xi said: "My master said that the mountains and rivers of Baibulaji are everywhere every day. I'm tired of seeing them and it's boring. Can Master Mu make the snow in the Snow Country stop?"
Mu Xianyang said: "This is impossible."
Princess Xi said again: "My master likes Elder Wang who is sleeping with me very much. Please give me a price."
Mu Chaiyang said angrily: "This, this is an elder of our sect, how can he sell it?"
Princess Xi said: "She doesn't have much life left, right? Moreover, the blood of the Nine Palaces is ordinary blood, which is waste among wastes. I guess the sect master doesn't want to give her the right to use Xuanxin when it's her turn, right?"
Mu Xianyang became even more angry: "This is the elder that our sect has worked hard to train to the late Jianggong stage!"
Princess Xi threatened in a cold voice: "You really won't sell it?"
Mu Xianyang suddenly stopped talking.
He thought quickly in his mind, and after going through it again, he determined that Wang Susu did not know the real secret of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, so he sighed and nodded, saying: "Since the envoy likes it, it is also a blessing for Elder Wang. So be it, I will too. Not too much, just this number.”
He held up three fingers and sighed: "Three"
Before he finished speaking, a token was thrown over.
Mu Xianyang grabbed it and took a look and found that there were only 300 ancient clan contribution points in it. He frowned immediately. He wanted 3,000. What's three hundred?
Princess Xi didn't wait for him to speak, she sneered directly and scolded: "I sold the broken skills and made a lot of contribution points in vain. I won't pursue it anymore. Don't push yourself too far!"
After saying that, she stepped on the ground and walked away amidst the rumbling thunder.
A few days later.
The Nanwu Jianmen sword cultivators who had just settled in Zhengyang Peak for more than a year set off again, following the flying chariot away.
The sword cultivators had many complaints in their hearts.
Because Zhengyang Peak was actually pretty good everywhere, they didn't understand why the young master from the ancient tribe just changed places and didn't encounter any danger.
Not only that, there weren't even any signs of danger.
Then the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect is at a time when it has changed its sect leader and is prospering, isn't it great?
The sword cultivators could only feel that the young master from the ancient clan was too willful, and he was wasting all his training time when he thought of something.
Song Yan didn't care what others thought. He didn't sit leisurely in the chariot at this time. Instead, he sat cautiously and respectfully, because Anli was looking at him across from him.
As the saying goes, a gentleman cannot stand on a dangerous wall, let alone a devil?
Song Yan is the kind of person who, as long as he senses something is wrong, no matter how much effort he puts in, he will not leave because of laziness, but will continue to rely on the thought of "it should be fine" to maintain the status quo.
He likes stability, but if he smells signs of crisis, he will immediately conduct a risk analysis in his heart. If he feels that this crisis can kill him, then he will react as quickly as possible, make a decision, and then act.
After seeing the "Demon Infant" and "Sacrifice", and realizing that the entire Snow Country, and even the Ice Wasteland, the destruction of the Lingbo clan may be a "planned plan over a thousand years".
His first reaction was to jump out.
In the past, he had no choice. Every time he "jumped out", it was accompanied by great difficulties and he had to pay a price, but now he can jump whenever he wants.
Not only can he jump if he wants, but he can even take him away if he is told by the other party's elders.
The improvement of status will bring many conveniences, even for those who practice mysticism.
This is authority.
Enri was still looking at him.
Enri is different from the past. Her innocence is no longer there. Even though she looks at her lover tenderly, her eyes still have the vicissitudes accumulated over the years.
Those eyes were as sad as death.
That sadness is the twilight of waiting for a hundred years.
Originally, this delay would last forever, but the moment she recognized Senior Brother Bai, she seemed to have started to reverse growth, and innocent little buds regenerated in Chi Mu's sad eyes.
Her big eyes flashed, as if she was shocked when she first saw the "white bad guy", and she stared curiously at the young man in front of her.
Song Yan coughed, and a shadow puppet flew outside the carriage.
"Come in."
The shadow puppet falls in the curtain, showing the appearance of a beauty in a white dress.
Song Yan said: "Tell me, did I touch you? I order you to tell the truth!"
Wang Susu was stunned and praised: "Master is really a special man. A perverted old man like Master Mu would pounce on him as soon as he saw him, but Master was indifferent, even if he didn't care about his many teasings. Master Mu , It’s really nothing compared to the master.”
Song Yan looked at An Li and said: "So, everything you hear and see is... ahem, all to coax the sect leader. Otherwise, how could he sell Elder Wang to me so easily?
If you don't want anything, you will have to ask for something else.
If I hadn't been greedy for Elder Wang's beauty, I would have been his sect's secret.
In this case, he will not let him go. ”
Wang Susu stroked her palm and said: "Master is really wise and powerful."
After saying that, she raised her hand and flipped through the void, pulled out a formation rubbing diagram, held it up with both hands, and said: "Please take a look."
Song Yan took it and squinted her eyes. When she saw Wang Susu lowering her eyes and was about to speak, she saw Anli trying to get up and seemed to want to avoid her, so she said: "Speak directly, there is no need to avoid her."
Wang Susu glanced at An Li in surprise.
She really didn't understand why such a little lady was valued by her master?
However, she still said directly: "The old man thought I didn't know anything, but after so many years, how could I not catch the opportunity?
I quietly drew this formation diagram.
I don’t know what this formation diagram is, and I don’t dare to go out and ask anyone, but I know that it must be the core secret of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect. ”
Song Yan said: "You betrayed your old club so decisively?"
Wang Susu covered her lips and smiled like a silver bell: "The person who is greedy for me asks me to defraud the master of his money and delays giving me what he promised me. Isn't that considered betraying him? He is just suffering a lot of grievances. That’s all.”
After that, she looked at Song Yan and said with a smile: "Master is the only boss who has never touched me or bullied me. He will naturally be loyal and loyal to the death."
Hearing the words "loyal and loyal to the death", Song Yan burst into laughter.
If he kills a BOSS, he is a step up the ladder; Junior Sister Su Su is sleeping with a man, a step up the ladder.
Now Junior Sister Susu must be thinking about sleeping with him.
At this moment, Wang Susu looked hurt in her eyes and sighed softly: "Susu knows that the master will not believe it, but time will prove that everything Susu said is true."
Song Yan glanced at Anli and found that Anli was looking at him, so he suppressed the wild laughter he wanted to make, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "Okay."
After thinking for a while, he said again: "Reward."
He waved his hand, and Wang Susu reluctantly exited the chariot.
Song Yan took out the rubbing array, looked at it, and put it away temporarily.
In any case, he no longer needs to be in such a hurry, walking on the tightrope with his head in his head, and dancing on the tip of the knife with the madness of a desperado.
He still has a lot of time.
Enri was still looking at him.
As she watched, Enri suddenly showed a distressed expression.
In her heart, Senior Brother Bai is actually quite innocent. But how much pain did Senior Brother Bai in front of her have to go through to become what he is now?
Originally, she was still worried that Senior Brother Bai's secret would be exposed if he took away the body of a disciple of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
But now it seems that senior brother Bai will reveal his secret
Senior Brother Bai was a true member of a big family, unpredictable and free-spirited. Others thought that Senior Brother Bai left because of his willfulness, but she knew that Senior Brother Bai had a deep meaning.
At night.
The flying chariot was still in the Snow Country, and it stopped at a mysterious mountain to rest for a while.
The bonfire was rising, and the sword cultivators sat cross-legged and meditated, surrounding the flying chariot in the center.
In the carriage, Song Yan and An Li were whispering, listening to the latter talking about the past events of Jianmen in Southern Wu.
This past incident is nothing more than the original struggle with the Puppet Sect turned into cooperation, and then they jointly opened the ancient teleportation array to connect the north and the south. The struggle was because there were only the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Sword Sect in that land. After the Puppet Sect learned about the ancient teleportation array, they wanted to control the ancient teleportation array by controlling the Nanwu Sword Sect. Cooperation would mean that the demons would go south and not be able to breathe.
And the stories of some of them slowly unfolded before Song Yan's eyes.
Tian Xiaoling, Tian Xiaojiu's niece, had no chance to practice because her sect was destroyed when she entered the academy, so she escaped into the world of mortals with a good senior brother while she was hiding in the Jian Sect and never came back.
Cao Yuzhuang has been responsible for managing those magic skills since Song Yan returned from the old devil's escape and brought back many magic skills, including raising corpses, paper figures, shadow puppets and other skills. Later, when the demon went south and the Jin Kingdom was about to fall, Cao Yuzhuang left alone with one sword. Through an ambush, he killed all the fleeing Jin royal family, which was regarded as revenge for the destruction of the country. Later, he was hunted by demons and disappeared. The last time the communication stone came through, she seemed to be near the East China Sea.
Su Yao has been practicing hard. After arriving with the sect to the new realm near the ice wasteland, she continued to practice hard. She reached the middle stage of Jianggong thirty years ago. She was unwilling to accept the decline of her sect, so she wanted to take the risk of taking the powerful demon blood Jiang Gong Dan, thinking that she would be able to support the sect now that she was strong. In order to increase the success rate of Jianggong Dan and eliminate the erysipelas in it as much as possible, Anli listed some additional materials. But those materials were extremely expensive, and the extremely poor Nanwu Jianmen couldn't afford them. So Su Yao went to the ice wasteland alone near the ruins of the Lingbo ancient tribe to look for opportunities and try her luck. But once I left, I couldn't come back.
As for the Puppet Sect
Although Wang Susu didn't say much, Song Yan probably guessed the direction.
After Xue Granny, Bronze Beard and other elders joined the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, they did not get the right to use Xuanxin because they were outsiders, and they died of old age one after another.
Wang Susu took the initiative to sell the inheritance of the Puppet Sect, and then hugged the old sect leader's lap. Later, in the struggle between the old and the new, she helped Mu Chengyang kill the old sect leader, and thus hugged Mu Chengyang's lap.
Of course, Junior Sister Susu would never admit that these were all Song Yan's guesses.
Junior Sister Su Su is very capable of following the wind and following the trend, seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune. She can be said to be a real disaster for a thousand years. If she hadn't been able to get around the Jianggong erysipelas and even her Jiugong blood was ordinary blood, I'm afraid that Mu Xianyang would have been really moved and help her break through the Zifu realm. As Enri talked, she felt tired.
It had been a long time since she had slept as peacefully as she had recently.
After she closed her eyes, Song Yan gently took the blanket and covered her. These actions made him feel the thoughts in his heart changing.
At this moment, he suddenly felt an idea coming to him.
It's Princess Xi's idea.
"Master, I mentioned your request to the clan, clan."
Song Yan lifted the curtain and came out, strolled away, and came to Princess Xi who was not far away in the shadow of the snow forest, and said: "Speak directly."
Princess Xi said: "You want to live in the captive place of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan for a long time, but even people of this tribe cannot easily enter that place."
"Easy?" Song Yan said, "Just tell me your request."
Princess Xi said: "Either make great achievements or pass the talent test. Even the master needs to be tested. This test is not a test of the talent of the soul, but a test of the talent of my Wuxiang clan.
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The specific test content should be to randomly select a few spells, and after casting them once, let the testers simulate them with the phaseless secret technique, and then conduct evaluations based on the simulations. Those who pass the test can bring up to five attendants in their own clan. Live in captivity for a long time. ”
Song Yan closed his eyes slightly.
After randomly selecting the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, only to find that even the randomly selected place was in danger, he naturally set his sights on "the best place among the fifteen kingdoms of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan" - Wuxiang Ancient Tribe’s captive area.
The Wuxiang Ancient Clan’s captive area is a mountainous area with abundant profound energy and excellent terrain, named Gushe Mountain.
Gushe Mountain is not big, with a total of three peaks, but it takes into account the five elements of profound energy and has two profound veins on the left and right. It can be said to be a top-notch blessed place that captures the essence of heaven and earth.
After the Wuxiang ancient clan sorted it out with formations, the five elements of profound energy formed five dojos for special profound energy cultivation, surrounding the three peaks.
There is grassland under the peak.
On that grassland lies a small country with simple folk customs and protection - Qinghuan Country.
In addition, there are many secret realms.
The blood of monsters and beasts in the secret pools is quite rare and belongs to the special tribute of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Outsiders are not allowed to enter.
One of the "Nine Bloods of Dragon and Elephant" that Song Yan needed was obtained from the secret realm.
Because the area is very small, this place has always been a reward place for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The ancestors don't really need this kind of place, but this place is an excellent blessing for the little things below.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, Song Yan opened his eyes and said, "Tell the clan that I want to test."
Princess Xi looked at the young man in front of her and said in a low voice: "Okay."
A few months later, the flying chariot crossed most of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's country, arrived at the grassland in the far west, and stopped in an open space at the foot of Gushe Mountain.
After waiting for a day, Princess Xi led Song Yan to the testing site.
An old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man also arrived soon.
That middle-aged man is Tang Xiaokong.
"Han'er is going to challenge Gushe Mountain now?"
"Yes."
"I remember when I left, you were practicing at the seventh level of Xuanxuan. Where are you now?"
"Nine floors."
Song Yan exerted his strength slightly, showing the aura of the ninth level.
The ancestor of the Wuxiang Clan, Yin Ze, can only restrain his aura, but cannot enhance it.
Tang Xiaokong turned his head to look at Princess Xi, with a look of doubt in his eyes, and asked: "Girl Xi, is this what you are talking about?"
Princess Xi scratched her head honestly and said: "He didn't practice much."
As she spoke, she looked at Tang Xiaokong, but as she spoke, she subconsciously looked at the boy.
The boy was silent.
The old man said: "In two years, from the seventh level to the ninth level of practicing Xuan, even if I have eaten up the resources, I have become a monster. Could it be the Tianxuan root?"
Tang Xiaokong said: "This is your fourth uncle Tang Xiaoping."
Song Yan said respectfully: "Fourth Uncle, I am just Dixuangen."
He had already discerned that the person with the highest status here was not Tang Xiaokong, nor the fourth uncle who had grown into a handsome man, but that young man.
A monk cannot tell his age by his appearance.
For example, a person who lives a thousand years old still looks like a young man even though he is over 400 years old.
Five thousand years old, even if it is two thousand years old, it is still a young man.
This young man has a handsome appearance, but his eyes are as vast as the sea, as bright as the stars. Where he stands, he seems to have blurred the boundary between himself and the world, as if he is in the heaven and earth, but also seems to be outside the world.
Tang Xiaokong looked at the most noble young man and seemed to take two steps back.
The young man said calmly: "I just heard that Yin Yang Xuanlong watched him for ten breaths, and also heard that he was arrogant and domineering, and actually wanted to test Gushe Mountain with the realm of practicing Xuan, so I became a little interested.
It just so happened that I wanted to go east again and passed by this place, so I took a detour to witness it and just take a look.
You don't need to worry about me, and you don't need to call me anything.
My Wuxiang Ancient Clan is not a place where seniority is ranked. Don’t get upset because of your ancestors or grandpas.
A young man should be a teenager. If he can wander around and see the clouds, he should be above all living beings. Why should he be humble?
Ancestor? grandfather? It's just for stepping on.
If you don't even have this bit of courage, what's the point of cultivating mysteries and what's the point of fighting? ”
The calm tone was filled with a domineering air of not being angry and confident, and everything seemed so natural.
But Tang Xiaokong and his fourth uncle did not refute the young man's words at all.
The young man sat casually on a piece of bluestone, as if he had been separated from the world. Even though he was there, he seemed to have completely disappeared. As long as the eyes did not fall on him, even his spiritual consciousness could not detect his existence.
Tang Xiaokong also stepped aside. The old man took a step forward, looked at Song Yan and said: "Since you are practicing Xuan, then I will show you the magic of Xuan.
These spells have been collected by our clan for thousands of years, and they are the most difficult and obscure secret techniques in the Xuan Realm.
Even the Wuxiang tribesmen in the Jianggong realm can’t even think of using it after reading it once.
Of course, there are some Zifu that you can’t imitate without watching them several times.
Isn’t that right, Third Brother? ”
The old man turned his head and glanced at Tang Xiaokong.
Tang Xiaokong said speechlessly: "Your grandma's, that's my son, not me."
The old man said: "Don't you have to watch it twice before you can imitate it?"
After saying that, the old man looked at Song Yan again and said seriously: "What I just said was just the first test spell.
There are three in total today, each more difficult than the last.
I learned these spells specifically to test my disciples, and I can tell you that they are very difficult.
Young people are expected to be arrogant, but they are also angry.
Don't let your anger ruin your morale. You need to be calm when doing things. You can't be sure of anything. Don't act easily and ruin your morale.
Heart Qi is easily damaged but difficult to repair.
So, are you really sure you want to try it? ”
Song Yan nodded.
The future is long and unpredictable, and he doesn't feel that he will always have time to rest. He must take advantage of this good situation where he can take a breather to occupy more resources and cultivate more strength.
Tang Xiaoping said: "I will act it out again, give you a stick of incense time, and then you fight me.
We use the same moves.
I will suppress my strength to the same level as you. As long as you can tie with me, you will pass. ”
Song Yan said: "Fourth uncle, please."
After that, he took a deep breath, worked hard, and read with concentration.
Suddenly, the mysterious energy contained in the air of the old man in front of him and all around him turned into lines.
Soon, the mysterious energy in the air faded away, leaving only the old man.
All traces of profound energy around the old man's body fell into his eyes.
Tang Xiaoping said: "Watch it!"
After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand, and as soon as his palm trembled, the profound energy followed.
The old man spun around again, as if he were holding the stars and the moon. Not only did the stacked profound energy not disperse, but it seemed as if he had entered reincarnation and started a new round of superposition.
During the superposition, the power in the old man's hand increased at a terrifying speed. Because he only accumulated it but never dissipated it, it became stronger and stronger.
Song Yan's gods were silent, and all the people and objects around him seemed to have disappeared, leaving only the trace of mysterious energy on the old man's body.
The Wuxiang talent quickly extracted these mysterious energy trajectories and automatically rehearsed them in Song Yan's mind.
After a moment, the old man stopped.
Song Yan closed his eyes.
The sky and the earth are silent, the wind blows and the clouds roll, and the grass grows like a knife.
When it was almost time to burn the incense, the panel in Song Yan's mind suddenly jumped, and new information emerged.
【Spell】
Nine folds of Xuanshan (not yet started) (imitation state)
"Imitation state" means that Song Yan can directly use spells, but this spell is only imitated, and he cannot grasp the true meaning of it.
The three words "not yet started" illustrate this point very well. He can only imitate it with his own strength, but he has not really learned it.
Song Yan had no hesitation. He focused all his attention on the "Nine Folds of Xuan Mountain" and began to deduce it directly with Shou Yuan.
In fact, with his current soul strength, he could basically master Rumo Jianmen's "Silver River Sword Technique" just by reading it once, and he could complete it in one day of practice.
But the "Nine Folds of Xuanshan" took him 10 years to complete.
Unsatisfied, he spent another 55 years trying one step further.
In the blink of an eye, the panel changes:
【Spell】
"Xuanshan Tenfold Transformation into Mulberry Fields" (Perfect) (First successful deduction)
"Are you ready?"
Tang Xiaoping asked.
Song Yan opened his eyes and said, "Okay, Fourth Uncle."
After the two words were settled, the young and old stood apart.
Tang Xiaoping waved to Song Yan to take the lead.
Song Yan shook his head.
He is testing now, not killing people. The test is to be upright, and to kill people must be cunning and cunning.
Tang Xiaoping smiled and immediately stepped forward.
One step is like the wind, the body is light and agile, the hands are spinning, holding the stars and the moon, the mysterious energy is superimposed.
Song Yan almost copied his movements.
The two approached quickly.
Tang Xiaokong nodded with satisfaction, but then, he seemed to see something. He took a breath of cold air, then leaned forward, probed his head, and squinted at Song Yan's movements carefully, as if he was trying to distinguish something.
Immediately, Song Yan and Tang Xiaoping came into contact.
It was just the contact between hands, but it caused a collision like two mountain peaks.
The two of them turned their palms over in succession. The movements were not complicated and the speed was not fast. But every time they turned over, the weight of the mountain increased.
The weight on the hands of the two people became more and more exaggerated. It was obvious that they were just using it out of thin air, but every time they turned their hands, the pressure caused by them was rapidly increasing.
Most of the spells at the Xuanxuan level are one-time use, how can they snowball like this?
Tang Xiaokong looked carefully and saw that his fourth brother's face had a serious expression at this time, his brows and eyes were deeply furrowed. Although his movements were smooth, his body was tense, and he felt like he was fighting passively and hastily.
Obviously he is the tester, but now he seems to be the one being tested.
Because the young man's hand always rolled over like a mountain, while he was fighting against it quickly.
After nine moves, all the power stacked up completely exploded.
Tang Xiaoping was directly shaken away, his hands behind his back, fluttering in the wind, and fell away.
He looked forward again, and his pupils suddenly tightened.
Not only him, but also Tang Xiaokong and Princess Xi had their eyes widened.
Because Song Yan didn't move.
The power of the explosion disappeared into thin air in front of him.
It was as if thousands of mountain peaks suddenly turned into flat ground, without any power at all.
How is this imitation, how is it without form?
This is clearly "taking his way, adding three points, and then applying it to his body"!
(End of chapter)