Chapter 167: The Forest of Illusions

It's ugly, funny, but it's very practical, everything is fast to the extreme, and there is no waste of superfluous action in the attack, the attack. "Bang!" The Yin puppet's heavy punch appeared next to Zhang Yan's ribs like a ghost, and hit it hard.

Suddenly, the muscles on his face twitched, and the figure of "Eight Methods of Resisting the Wind" was unstable, and he was hit on the shoulder by the yang puppet on the other side, and his body was unstable, and in an instant, the yin and yang puppet seized the opportunity to change left and right, moving back and forth, and the four arms danced the afterimage of the debut, with the sound of the air crackling, smashing towards Zhang Yan.

In the face of such an attack, Zhang Yan pounced left and right, his dream power traveled around his body, and his body shape increased slightly, but he still defended more and attacked less, and from time to time there were loopholes, and the puppet seized the opportunity to hit again.

It wasn't until the end that he gave up the attack and chose to defend in an all-round way, and the situation on the field looked a little better, but he was still hit from time to time, and after dozens of breaths, Zhang Yan's whole body was bruised, and his face was a combination of dirty blood and road bruises, and he shouted the word "stop" from his mouth. In an instant, the limbs of the yin and yang puppets converged and disappeared into the darkness.

At this time, Zhang Yan finally couldn't hold it anymore, with a "poof", his limbs trembled, and he sat on the ground without any image, not wanting to move, "hiss" moved slightly, and there was a pain all over his body, and after a while, he used his hands with a trace of strength to pull his trembling legs together with difficulty, and the healing chapter and forging chapter of "Nine Turns of Golden Body Decision" were running together in his body.

At the same time, the Thousand Flower Grass Poison in his body poked out its tentacles in places he couldn't feel, slowly covering a part of the yellow halo, transforming it into a dark yellow halo, which slowly dispersed all over Zhang Yan's body.

"Huh......" exhaled a breath of turbidity, Zhang Yan's injuries healed, his body exerted a little force, and while jumping up from the ground, he felt that there was no other major problem in his body, his body flashed, and he pounced on the two yin and yang puppets in the darkness again. Immediately, in the darkness, the sound of "crackling ......" came out.

In this way, Zhang Yan completed this stage of cultivation given to him by Li Hua in the gravity room after more than ten days. Subsequently, the moment he stepped out of the door of the gravity room, under the illumination of the sun, Li Hua's figure appeared.

"Yes, it's a little shorter than I expected, and now you can go about your own business, but I want to remind you first, it's best to go and tidy up your appearance before going out. It was the first and last word he said. After saying that, the whole thing disappeared in Zhang Yan's field of vision, it was really like the wind, like the wind!

......After a burst of water sound, Zhang Yan had an extra water mirror in his hand, and when he saw that the person in the mirror was bearded and fluffy, he couldn't help frowning, his heart moved, and the surging dream power on his right hand poured out, wiped his face, and everything returned to his usual appearance.

"Is there anything else I forgot?!" Zhang Yan simply tied a knot on it while holding his hair with both hands, and muttered in his mouth, "It's not good, my sword is still with the old man!" After speaking, the whole person turned into a sharp arrow and shot towards the barren mountain.

"Master, where's my sword?" When he arrived at the barren mountain, Zhang Yan looked at Li Hua who was lying in front of him and asked,

"Sword, what sword?" Li Hua said in a daze, as if he hadn't woken up,

Zhang Yan hurriedly approached and said, "In the gravity room, you said that you helped me strengthen the sword!"

Li Hua pretended to suddenly realize and said, "Oh, it turned out to be that one, some of it, some of it, I have been refining it for the teacher for a while, just waiting for you to get it!" After speaking, with one hand, a sword roar came from afar, and slowly fell into Li Hua's hand.

Zhang Yan stretched out his hand and pulled it, put it in front of his eyes, and found that there was no change in the appearance of the Juntian Sword, and then injected the dream power in his body into it, and the sword body became heavier and heavier, soon exceeding the previous weight of five thousand catties, and finally with the injection of dream power, the weight of the Juntian Sword body had grown to the point that he had to use his hands to lift it.

In the end, Zhang Yan's hand fell violently, and Jun Tianjian fell to the ground, "Boom!" sound, "Master, what did you do to Jun Tianjian?" Zhang Yan bent over, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised his head and asked,

"Why, do you want to thank the teacher? Actually, it's nothing, the teacher just strengthened the function of the sword itself, and from then on, the weight limit that this sword can reach is 200,000 catties, which is enough for you to use for a while. However, the point that the sword body has become longer has not changed for the teacher, and I think the current length change should be enough for you to use. The rest depends on you after you learn how to refine the weapon yourself. Li Hua's eyes were half-open, and he said lazily, his tone was light, as if everything was so understatement and extremely simple.

Hearing this, Zhang Yan already understood in his heart, so he slowly dissipated the dream power injected into the Juntian Sword, put the sword body on his back again, and asked sincerely, "Master, in that case, why don't you help the apprentice restore the tip of this sword?"

"Why? Boy Yan, I need to ask you a question here, what is the sword in your heart? Is it a sword that kills, or a sword that breaks people, or a sword that hurts people. ”

"What if it's a sword that breaks people?" Zhang Yan asked tentatively, "Then as a teacher, I advise you to give up the sword as soon as possible and choose a new weapon!"

"Then what if it's a murderous sword?" Zhang Yan asked again, "Then the teacher will give you another sword, a brand-new high-grade spiritual weapon, and you will always carry this sword in your hand!

"Then what if it's a sword that hurts people?" Zhang Yan finally asked, "Then the teacher will tell you, although this sword doesn't have a sword tip, it is enough for you to use, why do you need a sword tip!" Li Hua replied three times cooperatively,

Suddenly, Zhang Yan wanted to open his mouth to choose one of the three answers, but found that the words always came to his mouth but could no longer be spoken, and he still had doubts in his heart.

Li Hua saw through Zhang Yan's current confusion at a glance, and said, "Yan boy, this question, the teacher will always wait for you to think about it, and wait for you to give the teacher an answer that follows your heart!" After speaking, he raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and a gust of wind sent Zhang Yan down the barren mountain.

When Zhang Yan arrived at the foot of the barren mountain, he thought about it in his heart, but there was no answer, so he gave up, turned around and returned to the cave with the Juntian Sword on his back, and he still had to make some preparations for his dream beast soul of the sixth order of the dream warrior. The choice of the Dream Beast Soul this time is of great significance to Zhang Yan, not only affecting his future, but also his performance in the All-Inner Gate Competition.

When he prepared everything and his figure reappeared, he had already appeared in the depths of a dense forest, which was a kind of dream beast haunt and survival place that Zhang Yan had obtained after spending a whole day of searching various ancient books and dream beast catalogs in the Scripture Pavilion.

"Ka ......" is full of dead branches and damp soil under his feet, and the whole forest is even more perennial fog, silent, and more lifeless, as if there is no living thing except him, which is the most intuitive feeling after Zhang Yan stayed here all morning.

"It's too quiet, it's a bit abnormal!" The murmur in Zhang Yan's mouth clearly echoed in this silent jungle, but unusually, there was still no movement in the jungle, if it wasn't for the teleportation array in Refining City, he would definitely think that the place he was staying in now was fake.

However, the information transmitted back by Zhang Yan's spiritual power tentacles arranged in front of him clearly showed the truth of this jungle, and he walked forward for a while, came to a fork in the road, and casually chose the intersection on the right hand side to walk, and waited for his figure to be completely submerged in the fog.

Something strange happened, the fog twisted in the intersection on the left-hand side, and even worse, the soil on the ground rippled and suddenly dissipated, replaced by a jungle, and a fog that blended with the surroundings, as if this was the case with the original place.

And Zhang Yan, who was submerged in the depths of the jungle, also encountered the first living creature he had ever entered the Phantom Forest, and the Jun Tian Sword he drew and the posture he erected, all showed that he attached great importance to the sudden appearance of the situation this time, but the result was a big disappointment, because the living creature that appeared in front of him was a rabbit with red eyes.

"Why should I say it's a rabbit with red eyes?!, not ......" Zhang Yanxuan even though he put Jun Tianjian behind his back, he suddenly let down his vigilance in his heart, and secretly thought, but he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and when he looked at the location of the rabbit again, he found that there was half a rabbit in the same place.

Zhang Yan hurriedly stretched out his hand to touch the Juntian Sword, but what appeared quickly was a black shadow, which hit his face directly, "hiss", and three scratches appeared on Zhang Yan's right arm in front of his face, he immediately jumped backwards with his strength, and at the same time drew his sword with his left hand, and the sword body swung towards the black shadow in front of him like a meteor, a horizontal slash.

"Click!" Zhang Yan, who was out of the range of the attack, landed lightly and stepped on the ground, the tip of the Jun Tian Sword still pointed at the "rabbit" that attacked him.

But when he looked forward, he found that the "rabbit," was still the same rabbit, staying in place, without a trace of change, no, there was a change, the rabbit looked around cautiously, stretched out its head with its three-petaled mouth, pulled a few sticks of grass beside him, and chewed slowly.

Suddenly, Zhang Yan remembered the introduction of the Phantom Forest that he had seen in the classics, "The Phantom Forest, the danger is low, but the degree of trouble is extremely high, although there are not too fierce and powerful dream beasts in it, most of them are gentle and harmless, but the living creatures living in the entire forest are related to the phantom words of the Phantom Forest, among which there are countless dream beasts that can illusion, although the power is not strong,

However, just because they are all innate skills, they account for the word nature, and they are quite similar to the true meaning of illusion, so it is extremely difficult to find deliberate traces of the illusion used by the dream beasts in the Forest of Illusions. If you encounter one of the dream beasts, please try not to hurt their lives, and raise your hand to keep three points. "So Zhang Yan just shot and left more than five points of strength, and in the same way, he also saw the difficulty of the dream beast in this illusory forest, and the illusion just now found nothing under the investigation of his spiritual power.