In the "Heavenly Sealing Formula" of the Goddess of Chushan, there is no focus on spells.

However, when explaining the theory, there are examples of spells, one of which is called "Fan Cage".

She believed that the divine consciousness of nothingness could influence the objective world. Cultivated to the extreme, even surpassing the gods recorded in the Daozang, reaching "one thought is born, and the stars are extinguished".

The theory is a bit mysterious, and a little pessimistic.

Perhaps the diversity of the world is just a bubble in the dream of a certain god.

Condensing the consciousness into a closed environment, then everything in it is naturally controlled by the mind. The more powerful the caster, the wider and deeper the control.

It is called, Fan Cage.

Xintianyou was offended and must stand up.

chose Nanxing to make a move, forced the void son to lower the realm, and quietly arranged it around the two.

He keenly sensed the changes in the aura inside the cage and urged the peachwood sword. Instructed Nanxing to follow the rhythm of the sword and take advantage of the sword.

In the battle of masters, there is never a perfect defense or offense.

As soon as the emptiness moved, a hole appeared in the qi machine around him. When the induction is missed, it is often too late. The other party is not a piece of wood, and will keep moving and adjusting.

In the process, old vulnerabilities disappear and new vulnerabilities are created, and everything changes rapidly.

If you can't adapt to the situation, it is equivalent to asking for fish from the wood.

But in the cage, Xintianyou sensed changes and urged the force field to respond, almost at the same time. There is no need for time and no need to watch each other's movements.

Nanxing followed the rhythm and made a move, and there was no need to think. Moreover, I have practiced this set of swordsmanship since I was a child, and the movements are done in one go, simple and sharp, fast and incoherent.

The empty man held the peachwood sword upside down, stepped on it under his feet, and his body changed more than a dozen times in an instant. Naturally and smoothly avoid the continuous attack, as if taking a leisurely stroll.

Confucius went to see Lao Tzu and had a wonderful Q&A.

The son said on the river:

"The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night."

Lao Tzu replied:

"Heaven and earth are one, and life is natural. People have young and old, like heaven and earth have spring and autumn, let it be natural, then the nature is not chaotic, why is there sadness? If you don't let nature go, your nature will be fetters, your anxiety will be born, your desire for profit will stay in your heart, and your troubles will increase, how can you get away with it? “

The "Easy Walk" that the Void Son just performed is the proud work of the Nanhai faction. If it were in normal times, it would have caused the sound of sycophants to spread.

But the opponent is even more terrible, it is the "ancestor" who pretends to use a child to make a move.

Therefore, everyone had to be awkwardly silent, judging in their hearts.

Nanxing is still a little tender.

The water of the Yellow River was originally dignified, but this time it was much more violent, and it lost its sense of peace. Many sword moves change only halfway, and even change continuously in a single hit. Although it is strange, the sword is on the wrong side, and it looks messy and light.

On the other hand, Elder Taishang, the leisurely walk is natural, without a little fireworks.

The superiority of the two sides is about to come out.

However, before everyone could get ready, the scene quickly toppled to the side.

Nanxing's sword came out faster and faster, forming a rain of swords in the sky. If the river bursts its embankment and floods, the back waves keep beating the front waves, and the murderous atmosphere is fierce.

There is no false move in the sword, no matter how the opponent moves and dodges, it also changes in the middle, as if he is an unpredictable prophet.

The emptiness loses the opportunity and relies on the body to support it, and the situation is precarious.

In the cage, everything is under control.

Xintianyou not only guided Nanxing to capture the fighter, but also applied force field fluctuations to the sword body, giving a speed increase little by little.

As time goes on, the results become more and more amazing. Later, it was no longer the Nanxing Dancing Sword, but the peachwood sword that dragged him to fly.

It's like a falling object from a high altitude, and you can't wear a heavy rope at the beginning. When the roar came, it tore through the buildings and pierced the rocks.

Click......

The tip of a sword flew into the sky.

The two staggered, and Nanxing threw away the broken sword. Panting, he cheered:

"I won, I won......"

In the last section, the little kid made a move to "raise the fire to the sky" and went straight to the door.

The void had no way to dodge, and instinctively snapped his fingers to break the sword. According to the normal competition, it is considered a win. But after being forced to show his strong skills, he should have lost.

Everyone looked at each other.

The wind is whistling and the waves are howling.

Mixed with Nanxing's giggles with children's voices, it looks particularly crisp.

The empty man looked up at the sky, puzzled.

How could Nanxing's sword be so fast, rushing to the loophole that was created in an instant? If it is said that the "immortal" has transmitted the sound into the secret point, but he has no time to react and adjust. Besides, at the beginning of the sword competition, I felt that the environment was abnormal, and now after releasing the realm, I didn't notice anything, which is strange.

"Nanxing, go back."

A majestic sound came from the fog, and then something flew out.

That thing was the other half of the remaining yam. The child has been attacked like a storm, and his physical strength and true qi have been greatly consumed, and he needs to be rewarded.

Nanxing jumped back to the front row of the elite disciples and stood, making a grimace as he circled. The mouth deliberately chewed loudly, making the people around him drool.

Tsk, the section of the immortal medicine was crystal clear, and wisps of aura came out. It really looks like a yam, and it will definitely make up for it after eating it.

The emptiness was silent, and the crowd was silent.

Xintianyou does not leave time for these people to think, and the more they think, the easier it is to have problems.

"The clouds are in the blue sky, the water is in the bottle, and there is no cloud in the blue sky. A thought suddenly returned to the cavity, still skinny leaning on the bed rope......"

After throwing bricks and jade with a few verses, he directly threw out the mantra of refining gods and refining qi.

Cut, love who whom!

The mad Taoist is the master of the Daomen, but unfortunately he is too lazy and does not seriously support the heirs.

The supreme real person is smart, and under the teaching of the big lazy man with a hoe in the east and a stick in the west, he has also created a variety of application methods, which can be called a miracle.

However, the flaw of the lack of theory is not a trick that can be compensated, and it makes the successors miserable. For example, if Person A understands, Person B also knows. How do you jump from A to B, and why?

Confused, I don't know why.

As a result, the entire theoretical system is stagnant, unable to innovate, and it is difficult to derive other methods.

is often criticized for plagiarizing other factions, and that is also forced to do nothing.

For 800 years, many brilliant people wanted to fill the gap, but how could they surpass the mad man? They have only done a little bit to fill in the gaps, which is often plausible.

Two formulas with a total of more than 600 words are airborne, and the atmosphere of the port is like a simmering soup. Gradually the temperature rises and bubbles, and finally it boils.

The first few words fell to the ground, and the miscellaneous disciples were indifferent when they heard it. The elite disciples were stunned for a moment, feeling similar to the top-secret mental method of this sect.

The elders' expressions froze, and the bodies of the empty sons froze, and they all petrified into statues.

After six or seven sentences were thrown in a row, the people below suddenly woke up and took action.

Nanwang took a few steps forward, pulled out a short sword, squatted down and carved the words. Even the solemn demeanor of the future head of the house was not scrupulous, and he was thrown into the country of Jawa.