Yang Yi opened his vertical eyes, turned around, and saw which single-plank bridge was the entrance to the second layer. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info When he and Sikong Qingyu stepped on the selected single-plank bridge, the other single-plank bridges quickly collapsed. Half an hour later, Yang Yi and his wife came to the second floor through the entrance. In the second level, there is a straight avenue. There are a number of mechanisms on the road and on the roof, and if the monk's mind is unable to perceive them, he is likely to be injured or trapped by the hidden weapons released by the mechanism as he walks forward.

After knowing the difficulty of the Prison Tower, Yang Yi didn't bother to use his divine sense to sense these mechanisms. He opened his vertical eyes and looked at the road and the roof. Along the way, without touching a single mechanism, you entered the third layer. The third floor is a small house with a window on one side and a funnel to calculate time on the other. What Yang Yi and Sikong Qingyu had to do was to break the window and leave the captivity tower after the sand in the funnel was leaking. The window on the third floor is certainly not ordinary, it is a trap. Only the monk can use his divine sense to break the trap to open the window. Yang Yi opened his vertical eyes and saw the flaws in the trap. Then, using his divine sense, he broke the trap before the sand in the funnel had even flowed halfway.

"Congratulations to the two fellow Daoists for successfully breaking through the Prison Tower. This is a prison order, and after you hand it over to Hua Yue Zhenjun, the head of my sect, he will know that you have passed the test. Monk Chen said to Yang Yi and his wife, who had left the captive tower.

"Thank you, Senior Chen."

Yang Yi took the prison order and went to meet the head of the Xinfeng Sect alone. When Hua Yue Zhenjun knew that Yang Yi and his wife had passed the test of the Prison Tower, they did not say anything, but fell into deep thought. Yang Yi, who was standing on the side, saw this, and was silent, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

"Yang Xiaoyou, my sect's prison tower is not easy to break into. Even if a monk who has not practiced the Divine Soul Technique, he may not be able to break through. After a while, Hua Yue Zhenjun said this.

"The younger generation is not talented, he has the soul body of the Heavens, and his ability to control the divine consciousness is not inferior to that of ordinary monks who act in the current state of the body." Yang Yi couldn't hear it, Hua Yue Zhenjun suspected that he had cultivated the Wind Spirit Forging Soul Technique before breaking through the Prison Tower. In order to convince Hua Yue Zhenjun that he had not cultivated, Yang Yi had to show his bottom line.

"Really?"

"The juniors don't dare to deceive the seniors." Yang Yi said, poured out the "Water Gold Source Fire" from the "Purple Yun Spirit Gourd", and consumed his divine sense to condense the flames into a fireball.

"The recovery speed of divine consciousness that is more than twice that of ordinary people, it is indeed the Dutian Soul Body." After Hua Yue Zhenjun felt the speed at which Yang Yi's divine sense was recovering, he naturally no longer had any doubts about his statement.

"Dare to ask the seniors, whether the juniors and the younger Daoists can cultivate the Wind Spirit Soul Forging Technique."

"Of course. However, there is one thing I need to remind Yang Xiaoyou, the Wind Spirit Forging Soul Technique only allows you and your Taoist companions to cultivate, and remember not to pass it on to other monks. Otherwise, our sect will definitely send a combined monk to kill any monk who has cultivated the Wind Spirit Forging Soul Technique. Hua Yue Zhenjun took out a token engraved with Xinfeng on the front and back, threw it to Yang Yi and said, "This token is the certificate for you to practice our sect's exercises, remember not to lose it." ”

"Thank you, seniors. I don't know what conditions our couple need to cultivate the "Heavenly Wind Immortal Feather Technique"? ”

"As long as you and your wife can do the things recorded in the jade slip for me, I will allow you to cultivate the Heavenly Wind Immortal Feather Technique."

"The seniors can rest assured, the juniors will definitely do this." Yang Yi took a brief look at the contents of the jade slip, and swore an oath.

Ever since Yang Yi survived the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Tribulation and achieved Divine Enlightenment, his divine consciousness recovery speed had increased by fifty percent. When Yang Yi survived the Seventy-Nine Heavenly Tribulation and achieved the acting, his divine consciousness recovery speed increased by fifty percent on the original basis. In addition, Yang Yi had tourmaline jade, which could have increased his divine consciousness recovery speed by three percent. In this way, when added up, he was faster than the recovery speed of the Dutian Soul Body's divine consciousness. For every time he survived the Heavenly Tribulation, he would increase the speed of divine consciousness recovery, and Yang Yi didn't understand why. He once asked Jin Huan Zhenren about this, and the answer given by Jin Huan Zhenren was very simple, the invisible Heavenly Soul Body was like this. Although Yang Yi was speechless at Jinhuan Zhenren's answer, he couldn't find any other reason, so he could only acquiesce.

The relationship between the three major sects of the Fengcheng Continent is quite delicate. When they are faced with the invasion of foreign enemies, they can unite and help each other in attack and defense, so as to ensure that their status as a sect is not affected. But when each other's interests conflict, they don't mind calculating each other and tilting each other. In the jade slip that Huayue Zhenjun handed over to Yang Yi, it recorded a conflict of interests between their Xinfeng Sect and the Writing Wind Sect.

There are many stars in the universe that are suitable for mortal habitation, but there are even more stars that are not suitable for mortal habitation. Mortals are the foundation of monks, and the stars that mortals cannot survive are naturally not suitable for monks to recruit disciples and start sects. However, this does not mean that the stars that mortals cannot survive are useless and cannot be used by monks. In fact, there are quite a few stars that mortals can't survive also have immortal cultivation resources, and they are not even much less than the stars that are suitable for mortals to survive. The monks usually refer to such unmanned stars as treasure stars. The conflict of interests between the Xinfeng Sect and the Writing Wind Sect was on a treasure star called Fetal on the edge of the Wind Star Domain.

"The monks of the Xinfeng Sect are doing things here, and it is forbidden for idle people and others to approach." When Yang Yi and his wife came to a mountain full of black stones on the Fetal Clothes Star, three Xinfeng Sect monks who came out of the stone cave in the mountain stopped them.

"Please give this jade slip to you, the main person of the Xinfeng Sect here, Lin Yuan Zhenren." Yang Yi threw the jade slip given to him by Hua Yue Zhenjun to the first monk and said.

"The three seniors, please wait, and the juniors will come when they go." The leading monk glanced at the jade slip, and immediately changed to a respectful expression and said.

Half an hour later, the five Shenfeng Sect's Acting Monks walked out of the stone cave.

"In Xia Linyuan, I have seen three Taoist friends. Are the three Daoists the ones sent by the head of my sect to help? ”

"Not bad. Dare to ask Lin Yuan Zhenren, is your current progress fast or slow compared to the monks of the Wind Writing Sect? After Yang Yi nodded in acknowledgement, he asked straight to the point.

"To hide it from the three fellow Daoists, our progress now is much slower than that of the monks of the Wind Writing Sect. After all, the large spiritual crystal veins underground were discovered by the monks of the Wind Writing Sect first. The places they dig are much better than ours. "Lin Yuan Zhenren, who has the cultivation of the whole realm of the body, although he looks down on the three Yang Yi who have low cultivation, but out of respect for the sect master Huayue Zhenjun, he did not show contempt.

"In that case, let's go and have a look."

The large spiritual crystal vein that the Xinfeng Sect and the Writing Wind Sect are fighting for is located 10,000 meters underground in the Fetal Clothing Star. The two sects were able to discover such deep ore veins, of course, not by the divine consciousness of the monks. Ten thousand years of sects like Xinfeng and Writing Wind naturally have special magic weapons that specialize in exploring spirit crystals. After the two sects discovered the spirit crystal veins one after the other, they definitely wanted to take possession of them. However, for the sake of a large spirit crystal vein, it is not worth using force for two cases. The last two sects made a decision according to the previous rules, whoever mined one million spirit crystals first would own the entire ore vein.

If you want to mine the spirit crystal, you naturally have to open up a tunnel first, leading to the spirit crystal vein under 10,000 meters. It stands to reason that such a thing as opening a tunnel could not be easier for a monk. But on the afterbirth star, it's definitely an extremely tough thing. Because the stratum of the Afterbirth Star is extremely hard, ordinary Acting Monk uses his strongest attack, let alone hitting a deep hole, and even a stone may not be able to shatter it. Therefore, it has been three years since the discovery of underground ore veins in the two cases, and less than half of the tunnels have been dug.

"I wonder if you fellow Daoists have used flames to break through the stone layer?" Yang Yi followed Lin Yuan Zhenren to the underground passage of more than 4,000 meters, and asked after observing the stone layer for half an hour.

"Senior Brother Wang is a fire cultivator, and the powerful spiritual fire he uses has a limited effect on these stones, so we don't use spiritual fire to attack the stone layer anymore." Lin Yuan Zhenren pointed to the current monk who was wearing a fiery red robe and a red gourd hanging from his waist and said.

"Wang Daoyou, have you ever thought of burning the stone layer with a spiritual fire suitable for refining weapons?" Yang Yi asked the monk surnamed Wang again.

"Not really. Yang Daoyou, do you think that a flame suitable for calcining metal is more suitable for breaking through the stone layer? The monk surnamed Wang vaguely guessed what Yang Yi thought.

"That's what I mean. The reason why the stone layers here are so hard is that they contain a certain metal that is extremely strong. ”

"I'll give it a try." The monk surnamed Wang poured more than ten breaths of yellow flame from his red gourd, and then condensed into a fireball and threw it towards the stone layer. Instead of the imaginary scene of the fireball passing through the stone layer, the fireball is extinguished, and the surface of the stone layer still appears intact.

"It doesn't seem to be of any use." Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan Zhenren said disappointedly.

"Actually, Wang Daoyou's flame is very useful." Yang Yi did not agree with Lin Yuanzhen's words.

"How so?"

"Linyuan Daoist is optimistic." Yang Yi took out his natal weapon and cast the purple dragon spell of fifty-eight seals, accurately attacking the place where the fireball of the monk surnamed Wang had hit. The stone layer that originally seemed to be indestructible was vulnerable in front of the purple dragon, which was obviously much less powerful. The purple dragon pierced the stone layer directly, leaving a circular hole nearly two meters deep before dissipating.