Chapter Eighty-Six: Illusion

Yang Yipan sat on the top of the mountain, quietly feeling the wind. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info this wind, unrestrained, free. Blowing in the high heavens, there is a sense of madness and unruliness. The wind blew through the robes, and the hunt rattled. The wind blew across his cheeks, stiff and cold. This wind is unruly, the most difficult elf to control, the most difficult to pursue phantom. It's better to go with the wind.

Yang Yi's body seemed to have no weight, and let the wind blow him into the air. However, the shape of his sitting cross-legged has not changed. And the two hidden arrows on the back of his hand slowly lit up with blue light. As Yang Yi sat down, the more he rose, the more crazy the wind he felt. The wind of madness seems to be endless, and its power is growing. It's just that Yang Yi's figure is still the same, but the blue light on the back of his hand is getting brighter and brighter. Almost the entire back of Yang Yi's hand was rendered blue.

At this moment, it was as if the wind had found a place where it could go crazy and a place to vent its strength. They scrambled towards the back of Yang Yi's hand, as if to cover up the strange blue light. Let this blue light know that they are the masters of this world. However, this blue light became brighter and brighter, gradually submerging Yang Yi's entire figure. Between heaven and earth, there seems to be only this blue light and this crazy and unruly wind.

After half an hour, the blue light on Yang Yi's body gradually dissipated. Until, the back of his hand was restored to its original state. On this, there is not the slightest hidden arrow in sight. They, it seems, never existed. And Yang Yi, just like at the beginning, sat cross-legged as before. It was as if he had been sitting cross-legged like this. After another half an hour, Yang Yi woke up suddenly. He just looked at the back of his hand, and there was a faint hint of a hidden arrow, and then disappeared again. Yang Yi didn't expect that this first layer would be trained by himself so quickly. Then the second layer is definitely not too far away.

Yang Yi, who had originally cultivated the first layer, was ready to return the alchemy furnace. However, Yang Yi changed his mind. Because Yang Yi, who has practiced the first layer, has a transparent understanding of the second layer. Let him feel that maybe in a day or two, he can definitely start the cultivation of the second layer. Thinking of this, Yang Yi couldn't wait to comprehend the second layer.

However, in two days, Yang Yi finally began to cultivate this second layer. This second layer, first of all, is to add a few more strokes to the hidden arrow drawn on the first layer. Of course, boiling the juice is also a must. With the previous experience, it has become easier to add a few strokes to the original hidden arrow. Yang Yi also tried for a day, and completed the painting of the second layer of hidden arrows. Then, just like the first layer of cultivation. In less than a day, Yang Yi had completed the cultivation of the second layer of this hidden arrow.

Yang Yi, who had finished cultivating, began to try its power. As a result, this power did not disappoint Yang Yi. However, it is far from the description on the jade slip. The power of each hidden arrow is also stronger than a blow in the late stage of ordinary Kailing, and it is slightly inferior to Liu Yun's sword. Unfortunately, these two arrows cannot be combined into one. Otherwise, it is definitely far stronger than Liu Yun's knife, and it can barely reach Xie Huai'an's second blow after using the secret method. Of course, if there is only this, it is not enough to satisfy Yang Yi.

What really surprised Yang Yi about this hidden arrow was that its dispatch was silent. No brilliance, no momentum, only unparalleled speed. Its speed is slightly faster than the attack speed of a sharp sword. Moreover, it seems to have the ability to conceal spiritual sense. The monks in the middle stage of the Enlightenment basically couldn't sense the attacks of these two arrows. And the later stage monks who have a weaker spiritual sense are also difficult to detect. However, it also has its flaws. If it is in a windy place such as high altitude, it will take half an hour to recover before it can be used again. If it's in a land where there is almost no wind, it can take two hours. But when Yang Yi thought that this was a secret technique, he was relieved. Except for spiritual water and spiritual fire, which secret art does not have such defects.

In the days that followed, Yang Yi mainly practiced lion's roar and swordsmanship. In spells, only practice "offense and defense are one". And the twenty-four seals of "Fire Feathers in the Sky" and "Nine Pearls into the Sun" did not go to practice. Because Yang Yi knew that his current cultivation was slightly lower. Maybe it will take a year or two before we have the ability to hit the 24 seals. After all, the Twenty-Four Seal Spell is something that some weaker Spiritual Six-Seal Cultivators can't master. As for the secret arts, there is no need to practice them at all. Once practiced, the power is set. In a sense, this may also be a benefit of the occult arts.

Yang Yi never let go, and he comprehended the third layer of secret arts. He naturally expected to be able to practice in the middle stage of enlightenment. Because he found that the secret art that was extremely difficult in the eyes of others was not too easy for him. Otherwise, most of the secret techniques are only available from the Gathering Period. Of course, spiritual water and spiritual fire are exceptions. Because as long as you can skillfully control the fire spiritual power and water spiritual power, then you have the qualifications to practice them. The threshold is not too high for the slightly stronger monks. This is not the case with other secret arts, which require more than just mastery of their respective spiritual powers. It also involves the precise control of spiritual consciousness. From this alone, it stumps most of the initiations. With Yang Yi's soul twice as strong as that of ordinary people, naturally this problem will not exist.

It's another time of year when red feathers dance all over the sky. Yang Yi, who hadn't appreciated this beautiful scenery for a long time, was strolling in the sky at the moment, dancing with the feathers in the sky. At this moment, Yang Yi seems to be incarnated as the most carefree wind in the world, carefree and unrestrained. Such happiness made Yang Yi forget everything, just to indulge in this empty and clear world forever and never wake up again.

On the second day, Yang Yi took a successful psychic junior brother and flew to Mocheng, where the senior brother Liu Hui was located. Looking at this junior disciple who started more than ten years later than himself, he was looking around curiously. Yang Yi couldn't help but think of himself, and thought of the third senior brother Yan Hua who flew with him.

When he came to Mocheng, Yang Yi never stopped flying swords, and went straight to the Mocheng Taoist Temple where the senior brother was located. He didn't know why he was so eager to meet his senior brother. This is the lowest strength among Yang Yi's three senior brothers. However, he is the senior brother that Yang Yi admires the most.

When Yang Yi landed in the Mocheng Taoist Temple, he saw his senior brother Liu Hui. At the moment, he was pointing out those martial artists who were practicing with their hearts. Yang Yi found that after six or seven years of not seeing, the senior brother seemed to be more and more vicissitudes, and there was a faint sense of twilight. Yang Yi just waited quietly for the senior brother to finish pointing the martial artist before hugging his fist towards Liu Hui.

"I've seen Senior Brother."

"Senior Brother Yang's cultivation is progressing very fast now, and in a few years, he will catch up with Brother Wei." Liu Hui naturally knew about Yang Yi's arrival, but he and Yang Yi already had a relationship that exceeded that of ordinary brothers. After all, when Yang Yi was in Mocheng, he asked Liu Hui to teach swordsmanship for three years, which can be said to be a half-master. The two of them were naturally not so angry, so Liu Hui waited for the guidance before laughing with Yang Yi.

"Senior brother has a good reputation, and it all depends on the cultivation of the master and the senior brother. Otherwise, where would I be Yang Yi today. This is Han Mingxi, the junior brother who came to help this time. ”

"I've seen Senior Brother Liu." Han Mingxi said after Yang Yi finished speaking.

"Yes, that's good." After Liu Hui glanced at Han Mingxi, he took Yang Yi and the others towards the city tower and introduced them to another senior brother who was stationed here. When I came to the city tower, I saw that the senior brother stationed this time was not Zhang Fang, but was replaced by a late-stage cultivator. Yang Yi had a slight impression of this monk, and vaguely remembered seeing him in the Quanyang Peak Doufa Pavilion. At that time, he went to the stage to try to compete with Xie Huai'an, and although he was defeated in the end, he also persevered for a long time.

"Come, let me introduce you to you, he is Chu Fangqiu, a body refining cultivator of Quan Yang Peak." Liu Hui said to Yang Yi and Han Mingxi, and then introduced Yang Yi and the two to Chu Fangqiu, and everyone got to know each other.

Then Liu Hui told Yang Yi and the others something about the monster siege, and then dispersed at nightfall. However, in order to prevent the recurrence of what happened last time, Liu Hui decided to keep vigil here. As a junior brother, Yang Yi naturally would not let his senior brother stay here. He took the initiative to ask for a vigil and persuaded Liu Hui to go back to rest. In the end, Liu Hui couldn't compete with Yang Yi, who had a resolute attitude, so he had to go back by himself.

Yang Yi looked up at the crescent moon that was obscured by dark clouds, and couldn't help but think of this day ten years ago. It was also such a night that the gates of the city, which had never been breached, fell to the ground without warning. That night, he fought bloodily, and finally overcame the timidity in his heart and bravely challenged the demon wolf leader. Finally kill the demon wolf and comprehend the sword intent. Nowadays, things are not people. He is already a spiritual monk who can stand high above and look down on the life and death of mortals. But I don't know why, in my heart, there is an inexplicable loneliness and melancholy.

Yang Yi shook his head, freeing himself from this thought, and instead focused on using his eyes and spiritual sense, looking beyond the city gate. This time, he wanted to know how those demon clans let the demon beasts come here quietly. The moment the gate fell to the ground, it entered the city.

The night was getting deeper, and all the light seemed to succumb to this endless darkness. But this kind of blackness has no effect on Yang Yi. He didn't need spiritual sense, his eyesight could clearly see six or seven hundred meters ahead.

Perhaps sleepy, Yang Yi felt that the scene in front of him was a little blurry. With his eyesight, he could only see more than 500 meters in front of him. He swept through it with his psychic sense, but found nothing out of the ordinary. Do you get tired after looking at it for a long time? Yang Yi instantly ruled out this possibility, and once again concentrated his eyes, it was still only more than five hundred meters.

Yang Yi couldn't help but think of the fox demon mentioned by Senior Brother in the afternoon, and talked about the reason why the gate suddenly fell to the ground ten years ago. It was this fox demon who did not abide by the rules set by Luo Yu and the Cloud Corridor Demon Clan, and knocked down the gate. Illusion supernatural powers, Yang Yi thought of the fox demon, so he could only think of this possibility. I don't know if the fox demon who knocked down the gate is the younger brother of the fox. If so, then he is not a demon clan of the Cloud Corridor Mountain Range, and he cannot be called unruly. However, to be able to use the magic power to such an extent, that fox demon is definitely a genius among the fox clan.