"This is the rest house that the patriarch prepared for Aman..."

"If Aman has something, he can ring the bell in front of the door at any time, and Xiaoman will arrive immediately. ”

Looking at the huge courtyard in front of him, Meng Yang retracted his gaze, turned around and hugged his fists and smiled: "Thank you for my kindness." ”

Seeing that Meng Yang didn't seem to be a talkative master, the man didn't mind, and after nodding, he retired.

Staring at the man's back, Meng Yang secretly said in his heart: "This Xuanyun Sect City seems to be more powerful than the rumors in the outside world, although the number of clansmen is not yet known, but the guards stationed in the main road of the mountain gate are all martial arts existences, and they are more than a little stronger than the city surnamed Bai." ”

"Definitely. ”

Listening to Meng Yang's voice coming out of his throat as if he was chewing glass, the demon in the white bone lock squinted his eyes and said, "The outside world says that this Xuanyun Sect City is a ninth-level, or even an eighth-level sect city, but in my opinion, I'm afraid it has reached the seventh level." ”

"Level seven?" Listening to the voice of the demon being groaning, Meng Yang's calm face suddenly appeared in shock.

"Could it be that there are still great grandmasters and powerhouses in this Xuanyun Sect City?"

Mo Zheng took a deep breath and said in a tone of disbelief, "I'm afraid so. ”

After that, he immediately expressed his feelings: "This Xuanyun Sect City, dare to surround the two mountain peaks, as the foundation of the Sect City, it can be seen? Especially after I stepped into the mountain gate of the Xuanyun Sect City, I could obviously feel a coercion from the soul, this coercion seems to be unpredictable, as if it was naturally formed, but in fact, it is only possessed by people who have survived the Great Heavenly Tribulation." ”

"Only the strong who have won the name of heaven and stepped on the great heavenly tribulation can dare to integrate their coercion into this heaven and earth, maintain their own sect city, and like others declare, this is a land of lords, and there is no room for reckless offense. ”

"Moreover, since you stepped into Xuanyun Sect City, I have felt that a lot of eyes have noticed you. ”

"It seems that this trip is either a blessing of chance or a lot of luck. ”

"I know!"

Meng Yang's eyes swept the green mountain scenery outside the courtyard, and turned around and walked into the house.

Meng Yang couldn't see the gorgeous furnishings in the house, and fell silent after sitting on the chair.

"Aman?"

Just as Meng Yang raised his eyes to look outside the courtyard, a crisp and charming voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

Aman, is a kind of name for the barbarians to treat distinguished guests.

This kind of title can only be shouted without knowing its name.

If the guest is an older person, it is called "Daman", and if it is called a man, it is disrespectful.

Meng Yang, whose eyes were flashing, sat quietly for three breaths, as if he was thinking about something.

When he blinked, he stepped out of the room and into the courtyard.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard, Meng Yang opened the courtyard door and saw a woman with a beautiful eyebrow.

The woman was wearing a flower skirt and a double ponytail, and her eyes full of curiosity also fell on him at this time, as if she had thought of something, her beautiful face suddenly turned slightly red, she lowered her head and grabbed the corner of her skirt, and a cute and clever energy suddenly appeared, which made Meng Yang's eyes flash a trace of surprise.

This surprise is not because of the beauty of the woman in front of her, but because of the woman's petite body and fair skin, which does not give people a thick and dark feeling like a barbarian, but more like a human being.

Sensing the cultivation of the fusion body realm emanating from the woman's body, he couldn't help but hesitate in his heart.

"From now on, all my words in Xuanyun Sect City will be answered by you. ”

"Because of the Southern Xinjiang Gu Yin Worm?" the demon groaned in a deep voice.

"Hmm..."Meng Yang nodded without any disguise.

"Because the Bone Lock was sacrificed by me, you can hear my spiritual sense, but others cannot. ”

"Alright!" the demon replied, and said to the woman outside the lock.

"I don't know what the girl is looking for me?"

"The little girl is the personal maid of my princess, and this time I came to bring a message to Aman. ”

After the woman glanced at Meng Yang from the beginning, she kept bowing her head shyly, even if she said this, she kept her head down.

Meng Yang, who was thoughtful, glanced at her, and said in a tone that was as cold as possible: "Say it." ”

The woman took a deep breath and smiled: "As the son-in-law of our Xuanyun Sect City and the future husband of the princess, Ah Man specially ordered the little girl to come to serve Ah Man. ”

Meng Yang glanced at her, and after muttering for a while, Mo Zheng continued to ask, "What's your name?"

The woman's jade hands were folded and she bowed slightly: "Little girl, Zhen Qiao'er." ”

"Since you're on the princess's orders, that's for the best. ”

After that, Meng Yang didn't care about her, turned around and walked towards the house.

Looking at its back, Zhen Qiaoer's eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking, after a few pauses, she walked into the yard by herself, her clever and cute eyes swept around the yard, and then she walked to a corner where the water tank was placed, tied her skirt and sleeves, and began to water the flowers.

In the room, Meng Yang, who was looking at Zhen Qiao'er through the window, frowned slightly from time to time, and touched his chin.

"The idyllic spring is really good, with this woman serving you, you are not afraid of loneliness. ”

At this moment, Mo Zheng's obscene voice sounded from Meng Yang's mind, interrupting Meng Yang's thoughts.

Meng Yang, who pursed his lips, said in a cold voice: "I don't want to listen to jokes now, I just want to leave here and go to the ancient curtain." ”

"There's no way, you have to stabilize them before you can leave the ancient curtain, this kind of private teleportation is not as good as commercial teleportation, if you want to use it, I'm afraid it's very difficult, and you have to go to the ancient curtain so far, Xuanyun probably doesn't have spatial coordinates." ”

Meng Yang said calmly: "I don't want to delay any longer, the sooner the better..."

Hearing this, Mo Zheng raised his eyebrows, with a strange look in his eyes: "Then you still agree, it is better to refuse at the beginning." ”

Meng Yang, who was sitting quietly on the wooden chair, suddenly turned gloomy, a cold glint appeared in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If I had rejected you, you might not have survived now... Got it?"

"Oops..."

Just when Meng Yang showed a fierce face and was about to beat the demon zheng, a coquettish cry came into his ears.

Looking up, outside the window, Zhen Qiao'er, who was watering the flowers, was startled by a black-shelled insect that came out of the soil.

Meng Yang, who frowned, couldn't help but look more and more gloomy, and randomly got up and walked outside the house.

"Aman..."

Looking at Meng Yang, Zhen Qiao'er knew that her exclamation just now had disturbed the other party, and she couldn't help but bow her head in a panic, waiting for a reprimand.

"When I'm spitting, I don't like to be disturbed. ”

After that, Meng Yang didn't care about the aggrieved look on Zhen Qiaoer's face, and turned around and went back to the house.

"Before you retreat, I will pass on to you a set of formations that can block the leakage of your spiritual power. ”

Meng Yang was stunned: "Formation?"

Mo Zheng nodded: "Well, the formation, although it is not a profound formation, but now is an extraordinary period, at least it can cover up some of some people's attention, after all, if you are in retreat, if there is any movement during the retreat, it is good to stabilize your mind and not be affected." ”

"The source of the formation, I heard that it came from the human monks, every time I set up the formation, I need many magic weapons, and there are spirit stones as auxiliaries, and I have nothing on my body now except for the Revenant Soul Pill. ”

Recalling the legend of the formation, Meng Yang couldn't help but be amazed.

"Don't worry, the formation I passed on to you doesn't need magic weapons and spirit stones, after you deduce it in your heart, you will know it, and then put it. ”

As soon as Mo Zheng's voice fell, his eyes suddenly shot out two auroras.

This aurora passed through layers of ripples and vortices, and after the black hole above Mo Jin's head disappeared, Meng Yang's body immediately shook and closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, his face was surprised, and his eyes couldn't help but shine: "The person who created this kind of formation is very bold and dangerous, but I have to say that he is a genius who actually uses himself as a formation. ”

Mo Zheng nodded in agreement: "It's really bold." ”

"Because monks have to be calm and contemplative in Tuna, any sound, or accident, can cause unimaginable consequences, and the formation is arranged to avoid these problems. But this person uses himself as an eye, not only is it more dangerous, I am afraid that during the retreat, the mosquitoes on the top of the head will fly by, and it will be like thunder in the ears, roaring constantly, and if you are lucky enough to be seriously injured, if you are regressive in cultivation, if you are unlucky, then you will really go crazy. ”

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Meng Yang's face.

As the demon Zheng said, the formation is to prevent accidents during the monk's retreat.

And the role of the Array Eye is to bear the accident on behalf of the retreat monks.

In the unlikely event that an enemy breaks in or even attacks during the retreat, the magic weapon spirit stone placed on the eye of the formation will bear these damages for the master. But this formation is based on himself as the eye of the formation, it is conceivable that if someone attacks him, it is the same as attacking a sleeping person, this is not only dangerous and bold, the person who created this formation is also a madman and a madman.

is also a person who is as poor as Meng Yang is now.

"It's better than nothing, but this demon is coming to remind me that I still need a formation to cultivate in the future, otherwise the aura will leak out, and if it is detected, I am afraid it will lead to the disaster of killing, not to mention, the stronger the cultivation, the stronger the spiritual power leaked, and it is no wonder that human monks can always stand on the top of the firmament." ”

With this in mind, Meng Yang deeply admired the human monk who created the word formation.

Without saying a word, he immediately moved around the room according to the method of arranging the formation.

Meng Yang was arranging the formation in the room here, and Zhen Qiao'er, who had been thinking about Meng Yang outside the courtyard, also noticed Meng Yang jumping around in the room without any rules, and when the word "formation" appeared in his mind, a trace of surprise appeared on his face.

Although she was outside the hospital, when Meng Yang returned to the room, the realm pressure that overflowed from Meng Yang's body was gradually weakening, and her conjecture was firm in her heart.

According to Professor Mozheng's method, after Meng Yang condensed his qi, he immediately bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out a mouthful of blood mist.

This blood mist blurted out and immediately diffused, forming a light curtain that began to spread until it extended to the edge of the formation.

At the same time, a white mist in the shape of a cloud of smoke overflowed from the sky above Meng Yang's head and gathered.

In just the blink of an eye, the gathered white mist condensed into a white bead.

But seeing that Meng Yang bent his fingers a little, he opened his mouth and swallowed the white beads into his stomach.

In an instant, when a spiritual wave invisible to the naked eye spread out, Meng Yang, who was in the center of the formation, was overflowing with brilliance, like a gold-plated Buddha, making Meng Yang's feeling at this moment as if he was stretching out a shell, and his body was warm everywhere.

With a satisfied look on his face, he took a breath of air, shook his head, and began to silently recite the method of turning sacrifices with brute lines.

In just half a pillar of incense, the heat rolling in his abdomen and chest made his whole body sweat.

As the essence and blood in his body continued to be absorbed, his aura permeating the formation became even stronger, and under the uncontrollable flickering of the brute lines, his mind thundered and roared at the same time, as if someone was constantly bombarding the mountain in front of him, wanting to break the shackles.

The long ink-colored hair that was tied up by him had already stretched out the cloth tendons at this moment, and it automatically danced wildly without wind.

From a distance, with the white beads in his mouth and the golden light sprinkled on his body, it is like an angry lion, giving people a fierce and incomparable aura.

In the courtyard, Zhen Qiaoer, who was putting the finishing touches on the flowers and plants, was frightened by the scene in front of her, and her face turned pale.

I saw that in this garden, which covers an area of only 300 meters, there are many insects emerging from the soil.

Without exception, these insects all trembled and fled into the distance.

Even some of the insects that hibernated were awakened by the powerful pressure from the house, and they scrambled to hiss and fled.

In an instant, countless wormholes appeared in the pleasing Pyongyang garden, if Zhen Qiao'er hadn't experienced a weirder scene than the current scene, I am afraid she would have screamed, but even so, as a girl, she was still so frightened that she forgot to leave, and stood in place in a daze.

Under the barbarian pattern turned to sacrifice, the aura on Meng Yang's body was still rising.

The spiritual power in the dantian spiritual sea was even more because of the continuous enhancement of the brute lines, churning like boiling water.

Under the breath, the white mist on the edge of his mouth and nose was like two white dragons of spiritual power that had been released, drilling in and out of his snort, or leaping over his head to hover and gather.

Under such a cycle-repeated, boring and cyclical cultivation, time flies very quickly.

The entire Xuanyun Sect City, from the bustle when Meng Yang arrived at the beginning, fell into silence, some of the small barbarians with barbarian patterns were busy with their own things, some such as Meng Yang's cultivation without leaving home, and some took care of their own affairs.

Of course, among them, there are also some people who fall in love and leave Xuanyun Sect City to go hunting.

The sky was getting colder, and the rising sun was slightly darker, not so dazzling, and began to change color.

The water is cold in Qiuse Mountain, the wind is cold and the weather is cold on the winter solstice, and the snow that is like sleeping on the branches of the trees, like a silver dragon, hangs in the mountain forest with many houses, which is very spectacular. The cold wind is biting, and the goose feathers and snow are falling lazily, which makes this winter look full of poignant colors.

At this moment, the three-color warped-tailed bird standing on a tree branch is shaking the snow-white on its body, and its bright eyes like a paulownia painting happen to be looking at the door of a small courtyard that has been pushed open.

Under the howling of the wind and snow, the chirping of birds and cicadas, a young man with a calm expression fell silent in the face of the snowflakes blowing into the house.

"It's winter, and it's been two years since I came to the Ancient Barbarian Realm. ”

In the midst of a deep groan, the young man glanced up at Bai Kai's land and sighed.

"What's so emotional about this, if one day, you touch the door of immortality, and you are practicing in retreat, I'm afraid it's decades, or even hundreds of years, others will say, this cultivation is about time, and it's about loneliness, but in my opinion, there is another layer of meaning, that is, you are struggling with time, and if you get through it, you will live longer than others..."

Listening to the voice of the demon in the white bone lock, Meng Yang smiled and nodded, quite reasonable.

"But it's strange to say, Xuanyun Sect City is also very quiet..."

"Indeed, it was quiet. ”

Under the disguise, the handsome Meng Yang, his face was no longer immature, there was a little more coldness, and the sharp color in his eyes made him look a little solemn under the dark and deep eyes, and the long green ink hair that was dragged behind his back and did not tie up made him feel unruly and free and free from the dust.

"To what extent has the method of turning sacrifice of the barbarian pattern been cultivated?"

Looking at the snow-covered garden, Meng Yang smiled and said: "The method of turning the sacrifice of the barbarian pattern is more difficult than I imagined, only breaking through the first stage and reaching the second stage, although the process is difficult, but this result makes me very satisfied." ”

With that, Meng Yang clenched his hands into fists, and under the fluctuation of his breath, nine red barbarian lines like needles immediately emerged from his body, surrounding his body, constantly circling, and the powerful spiritual power filled with it made the demon Zheng in the white bone lock show a look of surprise.

"Not bad!"

Listening to Mo Zheng's unbelievable voice, Meng Yang took a deep breath and let the snowflakes fall on his face that evoked a confident smile.

Barbarian talents, brute patterns, and ever-changing, no one can peek into the mysteries of their ends.

Originally, Meng Yang was very frustrated with his two months of hard work and countless essence blood to light up the first successive tattoo, and found that the brute pattern hidden in his body seemed to have undergone some kind of change.

This change directly led to his dantian, as if he had been summoned by something, and it was divided into two.

One is divided into the place where the dantian origin is stored, and the other is divided into the heaven of the Linghai barbarian pattern.

The two blended with each other, but they did not exclude each other, which made Meng Yang extremely shocked for a while.

Observing carefully, he found nothing, and he couldn't help but release the brute lines and wanted to find out.

When the nine brute lines like daggers but as thin as the tip of a needle appeared, he was shocked to understand that his brute pattern was not the waste barbarian pattern called by the barbarians, but a kind of abnormal pattern that he had never understood.

This kind of brute pattern, only with the continuous strength of the brute pattern transfer sacrifice method, can his true power be revealed.

Just stepping into the twelfth and second ends, he felt that these nine brute patterns had undergone earth-shaking changes.

If his brute pattern before could only protect himself when he was in danger, then the brute pattern at this moment can not only protect him, but can even be used as a weapon, and in a single thought, he can attack any enemy within the range of his spiritual sense.

"What's next?"

Meng Yang, who was sitting cross-legged in the room, muttered a little, and said in a condensed voice: "After I retreated, Zhen Qiao'er, the personal maid of the princess of Xuanyun Sect City, left a book and left, presumably because there was something wrong, or maybe they couldn't see something they wanted in me. ”

"No matter what it is, it means that Xuanyun Sect City is afraid that there is something to summon me!"

Mo Zheng pondered for a while, but was still puzzled: "But what can it mean? Are you thinking too much? Although Zhen Qiao'er was sent by someone to spy on you, her departure can't explain anything." ”

Meng Yang shook his head and sighed: "Since I came into contact with Xuanyun Sect City, their tones have been very tough, but after I came to Xuanyun Sect City, they have been quiet for so long, although I can't guess what is going on, I can also guess about it." ”

"Zhen Qiao'er didn't come early, she didn't come late, but she came over on the first day I entered Xuanyun Sect City, she must have been instructed by someone, of course, her departure was also because I was in retreat, and I couldn't find useful news, because this time was the best time to monitor me, because once Xuanyun Sect City summoned me, I am afraid that there will be no chance. ”

Hearing this, the demon suddenly realized.

"No wonder you say that, what if Zhen Qiao'er never leaves?"

"No, it won't..."

Meng Yang squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, explaining: "Cause and effect, if there is a cause, there is an effect, and this result is not revealed, but because the time has not come, it is useless to think about it now, wait for a few days, and naturally someone will say it." ”

"Your scheming is really unfathomable, no wonder you have a calm face. ”

"Although I have said this many times, I still want to say that I, Meng Yang, just want to live a little longer. ”

Looking at the flying snow outside the house, Meng Yang's thoughts fluttered, and at the same time, he sighed in his heart: "The Prophet Skill is activated, but what should I do if I can't leave..."

.....

Three days later, when Meng Yang stopped breathing and opened his eyes, a familiar crisp voice fell in his ears.

"I don't know if Aman is still in retreat, the little girl Zhen Qiao'er, who recognized the patriarch's words, came to ask for help. ”

"Looks like you're guessing right..."

Listening to Mo Zheng's voice, Meng Yang smiled slightly, and after saying something to the Meiqi Fox Spirit Consciousness Transmission who was lying on the other seat, he changed into a new robe.

Under the backdrop of this cyan robe, his sharp temperament is even more refreshing.

After walking out of the hospital, looking at Meng Yang, Zhen Qiao'er's eyes flashed with surprise, but she instantly covered it up.

"Congratulations to Aman, the cultivation is one step closer. ”

"You're not bad..."