The night was slightly cool, and Jiufang Ming leaned on the railing of the pool outside the courtyard, looking at the subtle ripples in the water.

When a stone falls into the water, the fish are alarmed and flee in all directions.

"Buyuan?" Jiufang Ming looked up, looking at the young man who threw stones at him with some surprise.

The young man grinned, standing out in the white moonlight, and seeing Jiufang Ming looking at him, Buyuan leaned towards Jiufang Ming.

"Nine Directions. Jiufang Ming saw Buyuan approaching, and left the railing with both hands to greet him.

"How is Senior Sister Twilight?" Buyuan closed one eye, gestured with his hand, and casually threw a stone into the water.

"Cultivation fell sharply, and he was unconscious. Jiufang touched the tip of his nose, a little ashamed.

The moment the stone fell into the water, the water surface rippled, and the fish in the water seemed to be imaginative, and the reflection of the pavilion and water pavilion suddenly became extremely mottled.

"If I stop ............ in time," Jiufang felt guilty.

Ayuki took a breath, then exhaled.

"That Yan Qitong, what are you going to do. Buyuan no longer changed the subject.

Jiufang frowned slightly, Zhu Yangbing was not rigorous enough, such a secret arrangement was actually known to outsiders, and after thinking about it, this seemed to be beyond reproach.

What Jiufang Ming didn't know was that Yan Qitong's name had already been crossed out by Zhu Yangbing.

In the glorious history of the winner, the loser will only be brushed aside.

"The soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth. Jiufang said in a deep voice, with a hint of anger in his tone.

Bu Yuan looked at Jiufang Ming with some puzzlement: "But the enemy is in the dark, you are in the light!"

Bu Yuan emphasized, Yan Qitong's phantom martial arts rely on the fluctuation of the concealed wind blade, and the Nine Directions of the Phantom Cultivator's cultivation have no way of detecting where any Yuan Force fluctuations come from, and it is also a reason to put it on himself, Bu Yuan thought to himself.

"As an illusionist, don't you have a countermeasure?" Jiufang Ming suddenly thought that Qi Yuan was a first-order illusion master, and asked.

Bu Yuan shook his head and said that he planned to surrender if he met Yan Qitong.

"The breeze is shining. Jiufang Ming looked at the bright moon hanging high, the breeze was blowing, but the anger in his heart could not be calmed for a long time.

The phantom martial arts currently mastered by the Nine Directions are limited, the innate Ten Thousand Thousand Sword Technique, the Shangqing Liuying, and the Boundless Lumen Style, all of which can only be regarded as a kind of martial arts in real battles.

The body method is naturally considered the foundation, and the three martial arts selected in the Illusion Technique Pavilion before, except for the innate Ten Thousand Sword Technique, which is a yellow-level illusion martial art, and two sets are all different from the Xuan Rank, Jiufang Ming is not in a hurry to cultivate, but is recreational everywhere.

"I can't eat Yuanchen's old book anymore. Jiufang thought to himself, in his heart, he couldn't just rely on Yuan Chen in the future, and he didn't have many illusion martial arts at all.

Cultivation is only for a while, some phantom cultivators and cultivators are several levels higher than themselves fighting, without panicking at all, for no other reason, holding an illusion martial art, stronger than anything else.

But in the face of absolute strength, the phantom martial arts technique did not have much effect.

In front of the Phantom Emperor, the Phantom Kings are all ants, and it is easy to kill the Phantom King with one finger. Just as the phantom is the ultimate strong in the eyes of secular mortals, it is the immortal in their eyes.

............

Saying goodbye to Bu Yuan, Jiufang Ming returned to his own residence on the second floor, and a fragrance of flowers hit his nose again, and yesterday's scene reappeared in front of him.

Tai Duyun's smile suddenly appeared in front of her, and Jiufang Ming also smiled stupidly.

Then there was the girl's pale face, her breath was weak, and she was in the dark

"This revenge, I'll avenge you!" Jiufang looked up at the bright moon, unable to bear his anger.

Taking out the jade slip, Jiufang Ming used the magic yuan power to excite it, and began to read this new illusion martial art.

"Recipe for the Element. Jiufang looked at the three big characters that appeared in front of him in a daze.

"Snatching artificiality is an evil skill!" Jiufang Ming checked the detailed content, it was undoubtedly an evil skill, and then sighed lightly, this Yuan Devouring Technique was not suitable for his own cultivation.

Phantom martial arts do not distinguish between good and evil, only strong and weak, there is no good and evil practice in the world, and the same is true for phantom monks who are high and who is low.

"It's time to watch the last phantom martial art. Jiufang Ming took out the last piece of jade slip with a try-out mentality.

"Jun Lingxue. Jiufang Ming looked at the name of the Phantom Martial Technique with some disappointment.

"It would be great if everything in this world could be transformed. Jiufang thought alone.

The Phantom Monk condenses the Phantom Yuan Force, but he can only condense the flying sword, not create a physical object.

"Ning Yuan Creation, only the Phantom Zun can do it. Jiufang Ming muttered to himself while browsing "Jun Lingxue".

"Can you listen to the concubine, a snow song. ”

A scene suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of the Nine Directions, a young man wearing a dark green dragon pattern brocade and a woman wearing a hundred butterflies wearing patterns standing in the snow.

The woman looked at the middle-aged man affectionately and stepped into the snow with some forgetfulness.

The man took out his flute and blew it.

The time for a flute song has passed, but the woman's dancing posture is still the same.

The snow drifted more and more urgently, the snow was everywhere, and the woman stepped out of the rows of footprints, the man was a little distracted, and the flute was still on his lips.

At the end of the dance, the woman stopped her body and fell to the ground.

Blood was left on the snow, condensed into ice crystals.

The middle-aged man picked up the woman with some abruptness.

"What does this song mean?" Jiufang Ming was extremely puzzled.

Seeing the end again, Jiufang suddenly realized.

"Xuan-level illusion martial arts. ”

"When the dead concubine Shouyuan is about to end, create this magic martial art and name it Jun Lingxue. ”

"It's still a Xuan-level martial art. Jiufang was startled, and then continued reading.

"My name is endless, ascending to the Phantom Zun, and I have a thousand years of life. ”

Jiufang Ming has already guessed the identity of the middle-aged man, who should be the founding ancestor of the Boundless Sect, Ming Boundless.

"I didn't expect that this Boundless Ancestor is also a person of great affection, and the illusion martial arts of a thousand years ago can actually be preserved to this day. "The Nine Directions officially read the true content of martial arts.

If you can have an epiphany of this mysterious exercise, you may be able to surprise the opponent and catch the opponent off guard when you are fighting.

Jiufang thought to himself.