Volume 2 Martial Arts Chapter 8 Yin-Yang Mirror

In the north of the capital, the cold winter is even worse.

The low slope of about 100 miles away from the ancestral village, surrounded by desolation, a red streamer fell from the sky, the speed was so fast that only the red line of the sky could be faintly seen.

Suddenly, there was a loud "boom", and the low slope was smashed into dust by the streamer, which frightened the beasts foraging for food in the cold winter and fled in panic, and some of the beasts that had not had time to run away were directly smashed into meat and died inexplicably.

When the dust cleared, a large pit with a diameter of two zhang and a depth of more than one zhang appeared in place.

"Ahem..."In the pit, the old man in the black robe kept coughing up blood from his mouth, and the whole person was sluggish, and it was Wu Li who ran away from the fight with the gentleman.

"The old thing is still so strong... Hehe, but I finally escaped. Wu Li muttered to himself with a pale face, his eyes a little fierce.

However, he didn't know that Mr. was seriously injured because of spying on the heavenly machine, and then fought with him and forcibly induced himself to open the hidden array, and at this time he had passed away.

Immediately, Wu Li stopped talking, hurriedly meditated to heal his wounds, and forcibly supported his seriously injured body to fly for hundreds of miles continuously, at this time he was already at the end of his crossbow.

About two hours later, Wu Li opened his eyes, his complexion recovered a little, but he still spurted out a mouthful of bad blood, "Huh, this time the injury is too serious, it will be difficult to recover for a while, and even the death puppet is used." Wu Li obviously had some flesh pain.

In order to get the secret technique of the death puppet, he went to southern Tibet alone, which can be said to have experienced nine deaths, but he didn't expect it to be used today, but the ancestral village treasure yin and yang mirror exchanged for the death puppet, Wu Li was quite satisfied after a little calculation.

Subsequently, I saw a bronze mirror the size of the palm of the Baling octagonal hand appeared out of thin air in Wu Li's hand, although the center of the front copper mirror is a small mirror, but it does not refract anything under ordinary viewing, there seems to be a layer of hazy fog shrouded, and the imprint of eight hundred and sixty-four hexagrams is all around, and the reverse side of the bronze mirror has no special shape, only the word "yin and yang", which is the supreme magic weapon of the ancestral village, the yin and yang mirror.

"Hehe, Zhou Yang! I'll let you live for two more years" Wu Li held the yin-yang mirror, his eyes flickered, staring at the south.

Nanzhou, one side of the West Side Mountain in the world.

Zhou Yang's breakthrough, along with the real West Defect Mountain, blew an inexplicable wind, blowing the cedars rustling, at this time, the outside world, it has been more than half a day since Zhou Yang disappeared, according to calculations, Zhou Yang has spent almost two months in the world.

From the late night search to the next afternoon, the entire Xifang Mountain has almost been re-turned, and no abnormalities have been found, but without receiving an order to stop the search, the military units did not dare to slack off, and continued to search with manpower.

In the world, after Zhou Yang broke through to the ninth layer of agility, he was not in a hurry to continue cultivating, but calmly operated the aura independently, at this time, Zhou Yang was no longer just in contact with cultivation, he knew that cultivation should not be greedy, every time he entered a new level, the first thing to do was to stabilize the realm, if he pursued speed, in the later stage, because the realm was unstable, it was easy to cause trouble such as inner demons.

Time has passed, and I don't know how long it has passed, the world has always been like this, there is no day or night, maybe three or five days, maybe longer, Zhou Yang opened his eyes suddenly, as if his eyes were actually causing the grass and trees in front of him to sway slightly.

"Nine floors. Zhou Yang was unwavering in his heart, muttering to himself, and the whole person seemed to be in an ethereal state.

Then let go of his divine sense, Zhou Yang could feel that within almost fifty meters of his body, every grass and tree was in his mind, compared to when he broke through the sixth layer, the range was more than doubled, and everything was more finely reflected.

Zhou Yang had already felt the benefits of his divine sense in the battle at the sixth floor, and at this time, his divine sense was fifty meters, which was enough for him to use it more easily.

The ninth layer of agility, compared to other levels, the biggest change is the condensation decision, you can use your own aura to condense different basic spells, but Zhou Yang is not in a hurry to ask Ah Wei for advice, because the most important thing at the moment is to get out of this world first.

Only by absorbing the aura to the point that it cannot support this world can you get out.

But even if he broke through from the eighth layer of the spirit to the ninth layer of the spirit, the aura in this world still did not change much, but it was observed that it had decreased slightly, and it still looked so rich.

"Then try it, see if it can help me directly break through the spirit period and reach the Ning Dan realm!" Zhou Yang's eyes were firm, he took a deep breath, immersed himself again, and began to cultivate.

At this time, the aura is no longer like the eighth layer, the sound of thunder can be faintly heard, and the absorption speed is terrifying, even the cyclone above Zhou Yang's head is a few points thicker than in the eighth layer!