Not to mention whether Shen Li can really be invincible in the pavilion, the white-clothed Taoist is unwilling to make the first move, so he can only watch

He looked at Xu Zi'an, and a layer of mist gradually formed in the depths of his dry eyes

And the lake that had been condensed in his eyes gradually began to mist around

The green trees and willows on the shore of the lake, the colorful stones in the lake, the crescent moon reflected in the ripples of the circle, everything seems to be occupied by a thick fog, and only a piece of white remains

Xu Zi'an felt like he was walking in a fog

For some reason, the first object of the old man's move was not Shen Li, but the young Xu Zi'an

Xu Zi'an looked around suspiciously, feeling the humidity in the air filled with white mist, frowning and thinking, he remembered that he should be in the gazebo, why did he suddenly have more white mist in front of him

There was a chill under his feet, he could feel that he should be in a piece of water at this time, as for where it was, he didn't dare to guess, through the conversation just now, he knew that Shen Li was stronger than he imagined, and the old man and Taoist who came to find or kill Shen Li would naturally only be stronger

For this kind of strong man who has transcended the worldly scope and boundary, he does not dare to look at it from the eyes of the world, he can only try to open his eyes wide, hold the narrow knife tightly with both hands, and look out vigilantly through the thin white mist

Faintly, he saw a clear green lake at his feet, and a little farther away, some willow trees by the lake were quietly falling

The wind passed by, blowing away the mist on the lake, and the green willow branches on the lakeside swayed gently, and the green and tender among the willow leaves looked very pleasing, like the softest hair

Some of the longer willow branches hang down from the water, and the breeze gently ripples in the calm surface of the lake, attracting many of the red swimming fish in the lake

Swimming fish break the tranquility of the lake and break the bright moon reflected on the lake

Xu Zi'an looked at the willow tree, thought for a moment, waved his knife to stir up the white mist in front of him, and then walked towards the lakeside with the lake water, the quiet lake began to rise and fall with the young man's pace, and slowly rolled away from his feet to the other end of the lakeside, and there were many more waves on the lake

Looking at the rolling waves, he suddenly stopped, as if he understood something

He once asked Shen Li out of curiosity about how powerful those powerhouses in the world were, and what incredible abilities those Dao cultivation would possess at the end

Shen Li only said a few numbers at that time

Ten thousand years at a glance

At the time, he didn't understand the meaning of the words, and until this point, he felt as if he knew something

Because he was very familiar with the waves rolling up under his feet at this time, he had seen it once, although it was late at that time, and it was not true, but he was sure that these waves in the lake at this time were the ones he saw in the deep eyes of the old man at the pavilion at that time, and it was because of that wave that he stopped at that time

There is a lake in the eyes of the old man, and this should also be a big lake, the old man had looked at him in the pavilion just now, and he came to the lake in the eyes of the old man, but for some reason there was such a thick white mist

He was trapped here by the old man

With just one glance, you can trap people in the great lake, how incredible is such a mysterious method?

Is this what people call the avenue?

The lotus leaves in the lake are swaying, the lotus flowers are red, there are green seaweeds rippling in the lake like the softest tulle, and the dampness in the lake surface is condensed into mist, and it looks like a fairyland in the haze

But Xu Zi'an couldn't see those beautiful scenes, because there was a white fog to cover, he could only see the faint ripples under his feet, and a round of crescent moon shattered by ripples

He didn't know why an old man from the Qingye Division who had a close relationship with Shen Li and Zhu Xiaoyu trapped him here, but he was sure that the old man must have no ill intentions

Behind this seemingly breezy battle, there must have been many really big people behind it, and each of those big people is undoubtedly the pinnacle of existence in the world, whether it is power or Taoism

He is a small person, maybe not even a small person, so what is the point of the old man's move

Do you want to use him as a fetter to contain Shen Li? But at this time, unlike Bocheng at the beginning, the old man is obviously very powerful, so strong that Shen Li was not necessarily an opponent when he was at his peak, and now he doesn't need to be used as a containment

In this battle like a fight with immortals, he really didn't know what role he could play, but he knew very well that he was likely to become a burden to Shen Li, thinking of this, Xu Zi'an's delicate brows wrinkled into countless mountains and rivers

I don't know what Shen Li's scene is outside? The white-clothed Taoist and the old man, neither of them can be easily dealt with by Shen Li, although Shen Li may have some unknown means, but after all, how can he be as brave as he was back then?

Shen Li didn't have time to take care of himself at this time, how could he spare his energy to save himself? So he could only rely on himself to break the lake and break the lake in the eyes of the old man

He looked at the turquoise water at his feet and frowned in thought

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Shen Li was also frowning, because there was night and the wind entered the pavilion

The night is not a color, but at this moment, the night is very clear

This night is not inky black in the traditional sense, but there are countless glows flowing in it like coral, but those glows are not brilliant and colorful, they are very thick, like blood stains that have been dried by time, showing a strange dark light

Any color in the world that is dark enough to become black

But at this time, the black color that gradually poured into the pavilion was not pure, and could only become a mysterious and treacherous color

The starry sky was originally beautiful without clouds, but at this moment, it suddenly lost all its brilliance, leaving only this boundless and endless eerie dark color

The wind blowing into the pavilion is still gentle, blowing the edge of the thatch on the top of the pavilion, the thatch is a little messy, like the invisible but colored night like water vapor, and the wisps of thatch continue to penetrate from the thin place

In every strand of silk, there is the most powerful Dao method in the world

Those Dao methods are the means of the old man, the old man is from the Qingye Division, and the exercises he uses are naturally unique to the Qingye Division

The most mysterious Dao methods in countless heavens and earths are entangled, interspersed, and woven in the pavilion, and finally gradually form a dark fence like countless fences

There are people in the depths of the fence

But the old man's fence is a cage

The old man used a fence made of night to trap Shen Li in a cage

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Shen Li looked at the night cage that gradually surrounded him in front of him, feeling the countless terrifying and powerful aura that filled the fence, and his expression was rarely solemn

He was very familiar with this night, because what trapped him back then was this cage made of night, and this cage made of night was called Fence Fall, which was a unique means in the Qing Ye Division, and was used to trap one of the most powerful supernatural powers of the powerful in the world

There are 3,000 avenues, 10,000 kinds of Taoism, no one can say how many kinds of fragmentary exercises and Taoism there are in the world, but there are only a few kinds of magic powers that can be recognized by the world and called supernatural powers

Among all the supernatural powers in the world, attacking and killing is particularly admired, followed by the imprisoned Dao based on prevention and trapping, among them, there are undoubtedly fewer supernatural powers for the purpose of trapping words, because for those strong people who are proficient in the ultimate mysteries of the Heavenly Dao, trapping the other party's flesh and blood and divine consciousness so that they cannot be free is more difficult than directly destroying the other party

The Gudu Great Array of Bailu, the Sword Pavilion of the Sword Pavilion, the Fence of the Qingye Division, and the Blue Furnace Formation of the Thousand Mountains Sect are among the most powerful supernatural powers

As one of the world's most powerful powers, the formation of the hedge requires very strict requirements, familiarity with the night, the strength of the caster's own realm, and adherence to the heart, but the most important thing is the night itself

Only in the boundless darkness can these silky night hedges be drawn

The fence falls, the fence falls, and the fence falls in the middle of the night

It is rumored that the sons and daughters of the Qingye Division walk in the dark all year round, and even the bedroom where they live rarely sees sunlight

They are most familiar with the night, and they also know the night best

All their exercises are related to the night, and in the same way, the night of the Great Departure Dynasty is also closely related to them

For so many years, there was only one exception to the maverick guy, and that was a fat man who practiced kendo

The fat man was outside the gazebo at this time, and he was irritated by the sudden frost

The old man is from the Qingye Division, and he has never left the Qingye Division, and he seems to have always walked in the dark night in his life, and he is most familiar with the night

He knew the moonlight in the night, the silence in the night, the sound of cars and horses and pedestrians in the night, and everything in the night

Because it's familiar, it's powerful

It is rumored that even the saints are unwilling to face the old man's fence

Shen Li looked at the fence falling array in front of him, his eyes were blurred, recalling some past events that he didn't want to remember, this fence falling array was of great significance to him, it can be said that everything that happened to him later began with this fence

He looked into the deepest part of the hedgerow, where the night was the thickest, and there was something strange about it

As strange as blood

It's as if there really is a blood hidden in it

Looking at the blood-colored night, Shen Li sighed inexplicably, got up and stood up, and started back and forth in the cramped place trapped by the fence, as if thinking about how to break the formation, and more like he was nostalgic for some unbearable past

I don't know how much time passed, he suddenly stretched out a hand and gently patted it on the stone pillar of the pavilion, and the old ash fell on the stone pillar, leaking out the essence of the vicissitudes inside

The old ash fell to the ground, was blown up by the wind, and raised puffs of dust in the air

The wind stopped, and the dust fell slowly, sprinkled freely on the railing of the pavilion and between the stone benches, but there was never a grain floating on Shen Li's cotton jacket, because at this time the fence had been completely formed, blocking all the dust outside, like a barrier trapping the breeze

The dim light on the fence blocked the dust from outside, and it also trapped the people inside

Shen Li touched his beard and looked a little depressed, it was this fence that trapped him back then, and now it is still this fence, why does Lao Tzu seem to be fighting a dilemma all his life?

Back then, he was able to lift this cage with great mana, but now that he is in the realm, although his perception of heaven and earth is still there, but without the support of abundant true yuan like the sea, many powerful Dao methods cannot be truly implemented, how can he break it?

He looked down again and stopped thinking after a while, as if he felt that thinking itself was a very troublesome thing

Suddenly, he reached out and plucked a thatch from the top of the pavilion, bent slightly, and began to sweep the dust that swowed on the hedge, as he had done when he had cleaned the dirty floor in his own yard

The old man wanted to trap him with a hedge, so he helped the old man wipe the dust off the hedge

This scene is very strange, as if the last request of the prisoner before his execution is to help the executioner wipe the torture knife in his hand

The white-clothed Taoist frowned at the scene in front of him, a little confused

He knew very well that Shen Li was not the kind of person who would be arrested when he knew that he was going to die, and he was very curious about how Shen Li could break through the realm?

The old man was also curious, for he had surprises hidden in the interspersed hedges

Shen Li was still sweeping the dust from the hedge, just like he was as clumsy as he was doing housework when Xu Zi'an was injured a few days ago

But seriously