Chapter 162: Twice the Pain

The feather brushed shoulders with Zhang Yan's outstretched fingertips, narrowly dodging it, and his body flashed to the side. As the saying goes, with the first time, there will be a second time, and among the ninety-nine feathers, he seems to have used all his strength to hide, and his body is a little embarrassed.

Time is like water, in the stone house, Zhang Yan tirelessly moved between the ninety-nine feathers, from the beginning of the embarrassment, to the current calm, "Huh!" In a blink of an eye, Zhang Yan's figure moved sideways in a short distance, dodging a close feather.

With the extension of time, Zhang Yan has walked out of the realm of calm and unhurried, to the level of dancing, he is no longer satisfied with simply dodging in the feathers, but began to take the initiative to attack, the pace of his feet changed, and the "Cloud Stopping Step" that Zhang Yan had practiced slowly unfolded like a stream of water.

Be careful, be handy, and then let yourself go...... Zhang Yan's movements between the ninety-nine feathers became bigger and faster, and the "Cloud Stopping" that soon reached the speed of Dacheng was completely unfolded by Zhang Yan. "Whew!" The last sound of breaking the air ended with the last action of "Cloud Stopping".

Suddenly, at this moment, ninety-nine feathers stood still in mid-air, and Zhang Yan was in the middle of it, pacing while carefully alerting to what would happen next. "Hum!" As soon as he turned around, a dull voice came from behind him, and he saw a feather lightly tap in the void, causing ripples.

Immediately, the other ninety-eight feathers followed suit, and began to point out in the void one after another, and the ninety-nine ripples reflected each other in the void, without interfering with each other, and the entire void was soon covered by superimposed ripples.

Then, except for the first fluctuating feather, the remaining ninety-eight feathers turned their heads together, facing each other in pairs, staggering through the void, cutting through the chaotic air currents floating everywhere in the stone house space, leaving behind huge crosses.

In an instant, all the feathers moved in pairs, rushing towards Zhang Yan with great tacit understanding, one up to his head, one up to his legs, but the speed was still the speed of the action when a feather hit, Zhang Yan's legs began to secretly accumulate strength, trying to rise into the air and dodge the blow sideways in the air.

But when the two feathers rushed in front of Zhang Yan, his body had already jumped high, but the strange restraint force borne by his body far exceeded that of the first feather, Zhang Yan's body had to jump up to the ordinary height he imagined, and the feathers that hit his legs naturally hit him squarely.

In an instant, the double severe pain acted on Zhang Yan's conscious body, directly exceeding the limit of what he could bear, and he suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, so he simply fainted directly.

When he woke up again, he found that he was already in a fog, and there were countless mist squirming greedily around his body, trying to tear off a piece of flesh from his body, but he was blocked by a film of spiritual power that shrouded his body at some point.

Although the misty teeth are sharp, they can't help the seemingly illusory, but incomparably tough spiritual power film on Zhang Yan's body. Seeing this, Zhang Yan simply jumped up from the ground, stretched his hands and legs, and observed all the changes in his body.

Suddenly, the corners of Zhang Yan's mouth were slightly raised, and his face was full of smiles. He clearly sensed a change in his body, first of all, the dream power had reached the late stage of the sixth order of the dream warrior at some point, and its purity was far greater than before, and the foundation was extremely solid.

The second is the qi confinement left by Li Hua in his body, which is now a little loose, and his body can already sense some power, and at this moment he shook his hands and sensed the energy contained in them. "It doesn't seem to take long for the confinement in my body to be lifted!" he said.

Finally, it is the spiritual power, which is also the most improved by Zhang Yan in these days, first the spiritual power has reached the subtle realm, and then the spiritual power of the dream cultivator who has just entered the realm of ordinary dream masters, and finally the biggest harvest - the acquisition of "Forging Divine Technique".

Then, after Zhang Yan cleaned up the joy in his heart a little, he began to slowly try to inject spiritual power into the spiritual power film outside his body, so that it began to derive, differentiating into countless tentacles, little by little, little by little, in all directions. The sound of "poof......" sounded again and again, and the information fed back to Zhang Yan by the spiritual power, those tentacles seemed to have just come into contact with the mist, and with a little force, it was as if they had pierced a thin film, and they were derived into the mist extremely smoothly.

In an instant, Zhang Yan's spiritual power tentacles derived outward, and many pictures in the valley began to come back, this time he really saw the scenes in the valley, but with the current strength of spiritual power, these scenes can only be said to be a leopard in the tube, and they can only be said to be one or two percent, or even one or two thousandths.

Therefore, Zhang Yan just walked around with his current spiritual power in a new way, and did not intend to explore the entire valley to this extent. He then found a flat place again, sat down cross-legged, continued to concentrate his mind, thought of that light in his mind, and summoned the stone house of the first forging again.

It was still a chaotic air flow that covered the sky and the sun, blinding his eyes, and then there was a huge gray stone, Zhang Yan directly separated his spiritual power to touch the stone, waiting for the appearance of the whirlpool. This time, he can be said to be familiar with the road, it only took a small amount of time, and as soon as Pu entered, he was still faced with the scene of two feathers falling together.

However, this time Zhang Yan did not have the impulse to enter the ninety-nine feathers, because he had not yet thought of dealing with the severe pain that had doubled, if he rushed up like this, then in the end he would definitely faint again and his consciousness would be sent out.

Soon, after a while, Zhang Yan thought of a way, maybe it could solve his current predicament, and then he withdrew from the stone house, the body of consciousness manifested in his mind, and immediately waved his hands, the ten fingers were even more flexible crossing, hooking, a few breaths, a large net appeared in his mind, surrounding the light points where the stone house was located.

"Perhaps when I am struck by a feather again and fall unconscious, this large net will be able to intercept my conscious body in it, and then wake me up from the depths of my coma. This is the idea that Zhang Yan thought of to solve the current dilemma.

Stepping into the point of light again, and coming to the feather array formed by ninety-nine feathers, Zhang Yan completely tensed his spirit, and his body of consciousness simulated many changes that he might encounter during this time, and really used his ability to make as many preparations as possible.

"Huh!" Sure enough, two feathers passed through the sides of Zhang Yan's consciousness body, and he dodged this attack, but what he didn't expect was that the gap between this level of feather attacks would be so short.

Zhang Yan could only control the body of consciousness to retreat again and again, trying to dodge the second attack, although he already knew that the chance of dodging this attack was very small, but he still did not give up.

"Bang!" The feather successfully hit Zhang Yan, and in an instant, all the feathers melted, forcing his body to disintegrate in the air, turning into a fluorescent sky, and then the next moment came, and the fluorescent light in the sky was retracted in an instant, gathered, and re-blended into the appearance of Zhang Yan's conscious body.

"Boom!" A torrent poured out, blasting Zhang Yan's consciousness body out of the point of light, and the moment he came out, he was intercepted by the spiritual power net he had compiled himself, which was clear, and the sharp thorns that swallowed the cold light woke Zhang Yan up again, and then he chose to enter the point of light again and continue his penance.

Tearing, restructuring, tearing, restructuring...... Zhang Yan cycled in endless, endless pain, without stopping for a moment, or rather, he refused and did not want to stop.

In this way, Zhang Yan's spiritual power, even the body of consciousness, and the soul that he is far from being able to reach now, are struggling in the sea of pain and suffering again and again, although it is painful, but there will be some progress in the end.

In the depths of the body, in an unknown place, a vague aura continued to condense, and the illusion on it accounted for more than ninety percent, and the real, or the real as it seemed to others, was really less than half of one. If there is a dream cultivator from the Dream Sect realm here, his face will definitely change drastically, and he exclaims, "Soul, it's impossible?!!

That's right, that's where the soul is, and where it dwells. And the soul can only be accessed when the human race dream cultivation realm reaches the dream sect, and now Shi Zhishan's "Forging Divine Technique" first forging allows Zhang Yan, who has not reached the dream master realm, to contact the soul in advance, how terrifying is this.

And this is precisely where Shishiba Mountain decided to be smart, if you want to protect a person, or if you want to keep a secret without harming your life, this method is the most effective. If it is Zhang Yan himself, the successors of Shizhishan don't know, they don't know what the exercises they are cultivating are, or the font of the exercises, and the content of the exercises, so that Zhang Yan can not only calm down his cultivation, but also protect him to the greatest extent, why not do it!

Although the amount of mysterious aura is a little small, but after the soul is swallowed, half of it is less than a reality, but it is unswerving, like a turtle crawling, slowly increasing.

"Yes, this kid has come into contact with this kind of situation now, it seems that I really sent a precious apprentice to Lao Shi! Then wouldn't I be too bad!" Li Hua, who was lying on his side in the middle of the barren mountain, looked at Zhang Yan and said in a light tone.

At the same time, the smile on the corner of Shi Zhishan's mouth reappeared. "I don't know what happened to the old stone? is he still alive, if I didn't have the task assigned by the master, I would definitely go with you." As he spoke, Li Hua suddenly grabbed the wine gourd hanging from his waist, took a sip, and looked in a certain direction in the distance.