The next day, on Fenghui Peak, Xiao Yicai personally ran to Dazhu Peak and Xiaozhu Peak, and led Lu Chun, Zhang Xiaofan, and Lu Xueqi to Fenghui Peak, and accepted the transmission of Qiankun Jiuyi Ding with Zeng Shushu. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In an open place on Fenghui Peak, Qiankun Jiuyi Ding was suspended in the air, and directly below was a formation that flashed with blue and blue light, and Lu Chun and the four of them each sat upright on one side of the formation.

"Since several teachers and nephews have entered the final four of the Seven Veins Martial Arts, then keep your promise and wear the magic skills of the Qiankun Jiuyi Ding to you."

After Uncle Zeng finished speaking, he cast a spell for them to pass on the gong, and the magic trick was pinched, and he pointed to the Qiankun Jiuyi Ding suspended on the formation, and a mana shot into it, activating the Qiankun Jiuyi Ding.

An arm-thick light shot out from Jiuyi Ding fell on Lu Xueqi's body, and for a while, Lu Xueqi's body was full of light, and there was thunder and light entanglement in the middle, and after a while, the light and thunder and lightning emitted from her body converged into a whirlpool, which did not enter Lu Xueqi's eyebrows.

Zeng Shushu exclaimed: "Wow, what a big aura." ”

From the beginning of the transmission of the gong to the disappearance of the vision, it only lasted for about ten breaths, and Lu Xueqi, who closed her eyes tightly when she was hit by the light of Jiuyi Ding, slowly opened her eyes, and the excitement in her eyes flashed, still with that cold expression, as if nothing had happened just now.

"This Jiuyi Ding transmission of merit, each disciple can only receive one honor in his life." Uncle Zeng often said after Lu Xueqi's transmission was completed.

Zeng Shushu turned his head to look at his father: "Dad, can we choose this ourselves?" ”

Uncle Zeng often said: "No, Jiuyi Ding's transmission will make the most suitable choice for you according to your practice." ”

Saying that, Zeng Shuchang injected another mana, and a ray of light shot out again in the Jiuyi Ding, this time it was Zeng Shushu's turn, and after the same few breaths, the light converged, and finally entered Zeng Shushu's eyebrows, Zeng Shushu opened his eyes and felt it, and said with a smile: "Aoki spell? You can subdue spirit beasts, I like it. ”

Zeng Shuchang nodded slightly and cast the spell again, but what puzzled everyone was that Zeng Shuchang's mana had been injected, but Qiankun Jiuyi Ding had no reaction, neither for Lu Chun nor for Zhang Xiaofan.

Zeng Shuchang tried again, this time increasing the output of mana, but Qiankun Jiuyi Ding still had no response.

The puzzled Uncle Zeng often stopped the output of mana, just when he thought he had failed again, Qiankun Jiuyi Ding finally reacted, the light bloomed, and a pillar of light much thicker than the previous two times hit Zhang Xiaofan's chest, pulling Zhang Xiaofan directly below Jiuyi Ding, and the divine light continued to shoot down from Jiuyi Ding, so that Zhang Xiaofan was bathed in mana light, and the whole person rotated uncontrollably, and it took a quarter of an hour or so to stop.

The divine light converged, Zhang Xiaofan looked at his hands, showing a look of surprise, he found that the Qingyun Exercises were actually fused with the Great Brahma Prajna on his body, and he could feel that this fusion was different from the fusion method that Lu Chun gave him, it was a fusion of coexistence, and he could practice two different exercises at the same time in the future without being affected by each other.

Lu Chun didn't know what exercises Zhang Xiaofan had gotten, Zhu Ran made him so happy, and he thought that he must ask him when he turned around.

Uncle Zeng saw where Zhang Xiaofan was still in a daze, and said: "Zhang Xiaofan, you go back to your position, and this seat will also pass on the gong to Lu Chun." ”

"Oh, yes, uncle."

Zhang Xiaofan agreed, returned to the position just now and sat down.

Uncle Zeng often smiled at Lu Chun and nodded, casting a spell, what made his eyelids jump was that this Jiuyi Ding "crashed" again, and appeared in the same situation as Zhang Xiaofan before, and there was no reaction at all.

Uncle Zeng was often depressed in his heart: "Other people's transmission of gong is smooth and smooth, why is it that the people of your Dazhu Peak don't work?" Could it be that after so many years, what is really wrong with Jiuyiding? Or is it not possible to transmit the gong continuously? Haven't heard of it? I'll have to ask my brother when I get back. ”

Although he was thinking about these in his heart, he kept increasing the output of mana in his hands, and with Zhang Xiaofan's example in front of him, he believed that as long as he injected enough mana, he would be able to activate this Qiankun Jiuyi Ding again. Moreover, in front of a group of juniors, he can't be ashamed.

Fortunately, the hard work paid off, after he used half of his mana, Zeng Shuchang, who had already seen sweat on his forehead, finally saw the Qiankun Jiuyi Ding react, this time, there was a bucket-thick light projected on Lu Chun's body, pulling him into the Jiuyi Ding, and the brilliance poured down from the Jiuyi Ding like a waterfall, thunder, sword shadows, gossip, fairy beasts, and all kinds of spell images revolved around Lu Chun. Uncle Zeng was often shocked to find that he couldn't even collect his work, and the mana in his body was continuously sucked into the Qiankun Jiuyi Ding, and the sweat on his forehead became more and more, and even fell from his forehead.

Uncle Zeng was often frightened, but his body and mana were no longer under his control, and he couldn't even speak or blink, so he could only stare at Lu Chun with wide eyes, hoping that his transmission would end soon, maybe in this way he could get out of this strange state.

Finally, under the call of Uncle Zeng, the light that surrounded Lu Chun quickly converged and disappeared into his eyebrows......

However, all this is not really over, just after those divine lights reflected in the center of his eyebrows, the Qiankun Jiuyi Ding, which had stopped the output of mana, burst out again with a burst of more dazzling divine light, frantically surging towards Lu Chun, Lu Chun who closed his eyes tightly, suddenly frowned, and a monstrous sword intent erupted, enveloping him, and the divine light that poured on him condensed into a small sword, although it was only the size of a little finger, but each small sword exuded terrifying sword intent power, and Lu Chun was bathed in this sword rain......

Just when Uncle Zeng often felt that he couldn't hold on, and if he was sucked away again, his origin realm would be hurt, Qiankun Jiuyi Ding finally stopped absorbing his mana, he staggered back a few steps, and almost fell, but fortunately, Xiao Yicai supported him behind him.

"Uncle Shi, are you okay?"

Uncle Zeng's face turned pale, and he said very hard: "We're fine, we just need to adjust our pranayama." ”

As he spoke, Uncle Zeng often took out a jade bottle from his arms, poured out two rhubarb pills and took them, and meditated cross-legged on the spot to reply.

Qiankun Jiuyi Ding has not yet been retracted, just a little breathing, Zeng Shuchang stood up, looked at Lu Chun, saw that he was still being baptized by the sword rain, and was very confused in his heart, and decided that after this time, he would immediately show this vision to the senior brother in charge.

After another quarter of an hour, Lu Chun slowly opened his eyes, and when his eyes opened, the light shot out of his eyes was like substance, and Lu Xueqi, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly had an illusion of thousands of flying swords slashing towards her, and spurted out a mouthful of blood......