Enduring the burning pain that still remained in his body, Zhang Ye reluctantly sat up and asked, "Uncle, did you save me?" ”

"It was you who saved yourself, and when I found you, you walked towards me with that sword, and asked me to save your friends, which is really a beautiful long sword." The old man finally looked at the back of a young man beside him, Zhang Ye's original sword was being carried on his back.

"Do you know how they are? Did you see them? Zhang Ye asked urgently, but he accidentally pulled the wound and then grinned.

"Don't worry, I saw your companions leave in a wagon, but it was too fast for my ox cart to catch up." The old man's tone was very calm, but it sounded like he was very close to the minotaur at that time.

"You saved my life, I thank you, but leave me here, I have to find them." Zhang Ye said as he stretched out his hand to his original sword.

But he was restricted by an invisible barrier of movement.

"Your companion isn't a child who needs to be cared for, is he? You're here with me to heal your wounds, and if you can recover and get the hang of it after three days, I'll take you to them. The old man laughed at the end.

Zhang Ye, who couldn't move, couldn't even speak, he could only maintain a posture and ride an ox cart into a small human settlement in the desert.

The only dirt road in the settlement was already full of people on both sides, and they seemed to know about the previous battle, and when they saw Zhang Ye, they were talking about each other, and Zhang Ye didn't listen to their discussions much, because his attention was focused on the old man.

If he had been so close to the Minotaur, how had he survived? Obviously, he was put on a plate by it.

And how long has it been? Where are you?

Zhang Ye's heart was full of questions, but he couldn't ask questions at all now, so he could only be carried into a bland cabin by the old man with a strength that did not match his thin body.

The old man put Zhang Ye next to the fire and lifted the restrictions, but Zhang Ye did not do anything excessive, or questioned urgently.

He moved his limbs and looked at the old man, who unscrewed the wine jug and said to Zhang Ye: "I watched your battle with that cow from a distance, and it was very beautiful, but it was just beautiful." ”

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ye frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"What he means is that you have the power to create everything, and you use them to set off fireworks." The young man was wearing a terrifying red skull mask, and the texture didn't look man-made.

"Give me back my sword, now." Zhang Ye said angrily.

"Let's wait until you get through these three days, otherwise you really don't deserve to wield this sword, just go find an iron rod." The young man spoke very politely.

Zhang Ye was about to do it immediately, but as soon as he remembered that the old man was kind to him, he gritted his teeth and didn't have the same knowledge as him.

"Your strength, your eyes, you could have created everything, defeated that cow without even drawing your sword." The old man took a sip of the liquor in the pot as he spoke.

Zhang Ye's eyes widened slightly, he didn't know that the old man knew his strength so well.

"You realize that your power can be combined with that silver heel and create the world." The young man snatched the flask from the old man's hand, but before he could finish and put it in his mouth, the old man smacked his head and snatched it back.

"So what?" Zhang Ye asked puzzledly, isn't it impossible to use it for a long time?

"Don't you already have a solution? Let everything become everything that can become everything, nothing. The old man's face turned a little red after drinking, but his voice did not feel drunk at all, and his eyes were clear and bright.

"You know me well, so can you tell me what the method I already know?" Zhang Ye's appearance at this time was a little unruly, no wonder, after all, since he entered the Dawning World, every improvement in his strength has nothing to do with others, and it is completely his own exploration.

"Don't you use it every time you fight? Compression, compression. As he spoke, the old man added some wood to the fire.

Compress?

Zhang Ye looked puzzled.

The young man looked at Yuan Jian repeatedly and said, "It's not an ordinary compression, it's a permanent extreme compression, to put it simply, you have to permanently compress your strength in your body to the size of one thousandth." ”

"That's too difficult for him, let's start with a tenth, there must be a suitable starting point." The old man said and handed Zhang Ye a towel.

Zhang Ye took the towel and wiped the sweat that began to flow from his body, it was not that he was shocked, but that the temperature in the room was rising rapidly.

He also asked as he rubbed: "How can it be compressed permanently, and you have to concentrate on each compression." ”

"So, you're the ones who set off fireworks." The young man pouted disdainfully and said so.

"Why don't you show me that? See how powerful you really are. As soon as Zhang Ye, who was furious, said this, the young man suddenly froze, and Zhang Ye saw that he was about to crush his teeth.

The old man said at this time, "You should go back to your room first." ”

The young man didn't say anything but got up to leave, he glared at Zhang Ye before walking up the stairs, but he didn't say anything surprisingly.

"You can't blame him for being the way he is, he used to be a powerful warrior and the patron saint of the village just like you, until he was stripped of all power." The old man had a somewhat sad expression.

"Deprivation?" Zhang Ye heard a word that was really sensitive to them.

"With my ability, I can only see the purple storm, and I can only ...... Keep your strength. As soon as the old man's words came out, Zhang Ye probably guessed why he rarely saw supernatural power owners like wizards or witches before.

"Looks like you can give us an answer." Even if Zhang Ye's expression changed slightly, it still couldn't escape the old man's eyes.

"Not sure, maybe you can teach me how to compress it forever and I'll be sure, or tell me who you really are." Zhang Ye replied.

The old man laughed when he heard this, and agreed heartily.

But then he became serious and said, "Let's start compressing."

"Huh?" Zhang Ye was a little puzzled, so he ......

"It's that simple! Start compressing! The old man seemed to have seen through Zhang Ye's heart.

Zhang Ye didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but sat cross-legged on the ground and began to compress the vitality in his body.

"It's a good concoction to add the telekinesis in your head." The old man drank as he spoke, and soon fell asleep in front of the fire.

Zhang Ye nodded and began to try, as for why he didn't suspect the old man, the reason was very simple, even if Zhang Ye was seriously injured before, not everyone could control it easily, which proved that the old man's strength was not weak, coupled with his attitude and experience, and even if he was deprived of strength, he was still not weak......

Zhang Ye smiled and began to compress the vitality in his body and use his mental power to reconcile between fire and ice, so coupled with Anubis's gift, Zhang Ye did not have any inconvenience in compressing his own strength.

He first compressed the vitality of the five attributes into a ball, and then constantly put pressure on it, making it smaller and smaller, but the old man never said anything to stop it, as if the degree of compression was far from enough.

But Zhang Ye thinks that his compression level has reached the point where he can use a fatal blow! But why is it still not enough!?

But Zhang Ye didn't suspect anything, he continued to compress the ball of light in his body, but he didn't know that the old man who pretended to be asleep and the young man who was peeping in the shadows were already full of surprise, because the power compressed by Zhang Ye was not only enough to raze the village to the ground, but also exceeded their expectations when they watched the battle earlier!

However, even if they were surprised, they didn't plan to stop, because Zhang Ye's compression at this time was far from the level of permanent compression.

So through their own ways, they watched Zhang Ye go from his usual complexion to solemnity, and then to sweating and trembling!

The entire compression process lasted for several hours, and it was not until the ball of light in Zhang Ye's body changed from the size of his fist to the size of his fingernails that the old man staggered to his feet and walked in front of Zhang Ye.

Looking at Zhang Ye, who was trembling due to the instability of the power in his body, the old man said indifferently: "Now release the power in the body, but remember to form a straight line between the four points, and the outermost is the circulation path." ”

Zhang Ye followed what the old man said, mobilizing part of the power in the ball of light to form four circles on his chest, and there were also rings around them.

After that, Zhang Ye released all the power in the circle in the center that was compressed to the limit! Then let them pour into each of the four circles!

Zhang Ye's chest suddenly exploded with colored light! Even light up the sky through the windows!

All the colored light finally converged into two straight lines, and the four circles on Zhang Ye's chest were connected together!

"Now! Let them circulate around the ring and go in and out repeatedly within four circles! The old man shouted urgently! Zhang Ye did it all with his only remaining consciousness!

The light in his chest quickly converged on his brightness, and Zhang Ye fell beside the fire, and a "totem" of colored light lit up from time to time appeared on his chest.

"Ou Yo, it's like your flag, but there's one less." The old man looked at Zhang Ye who was unconscious and said.

And when Zhang Ye woke up again, he found that the power in his body actually released a breath that made him feel terrified, which made him feel incredible, why did his own strength make him feel terrified?

"When you're done a tenth, you can't rule your own power?" The old man sat in a rocking chair by the window.

Hearing this, Zhang Ye got up and replied, "Of course, my power is ruled by me. ”

"Don't say it so early, your strength is very curious, you actually have self-awareness." The old man revealed another secret that only Zhang Ye and his companions knew.

"Maybe, what's next? How do you compress it to one thousandth? Zhang Ye asked with a smile, because he felt the change in his strength.

Not to get stronger, but to become more terrifying.

"Arrogant guy, don't be in such a hurry, let's try one-tenth of your strength first." The old man created an invisible barrier as he spoke, and the reason why he did so was obvious to him.

Zhang Ye subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but he caught it empty, and then he smiled and stretched out the index finger of his right hand to the old man.

A colored ball of light appeared on his fingertip and emitted a dazzling flash, and a finger-thick ray of light was released and attacked the old man!

The invisible barrier blocked Zhang Ye's light, but it only lasted a few seconds before it was penetrated!

The old man looked surprised and disappeared in an instant! Then he appeared on the other side of the bed in the next second!

"Not bad, right?" Zhang Ye asked with a smile.

The old man smiled heartily and replied, "Not bad, not bad!" If you go on like this, you might be able to get your sword back! ”

"Isn't it just that I just recover and compress!? A stinky old man who casually adds conditions! Zhang Ye couldn't help but scold angrily!

"That's how you treat your savior!?" The old man also scolded back with an angry attitude!

At this moment a young woman walked into the room and said, "It's time to eat." ”

As soon as he heard that cold voice, Zhang Ye knew that Wang Ling must be cold to her! But when Zhang Ye turned his head to look over, he found that the other party had a face exactly the same as Xiaobai!

At the same time, the young man was in his room, drawing his original sword and touching it like a caressing lover, but his expression changed suddenly.

"Repulsion?" He looked at the original sword with surprise in surprise, because he couldn't inject even a trace of power into the original sword!

Even if you start all over again so your strength is not strong, you shouldn't ......

The young man's eyes behind the blood-colored skull mask were not much the same at this time, not to mention the brass bells, because he had never seen a weapon that would reject a human being!

"It's just a sword, and even you look down on me!?" The young man shouted angrily while increasing the power of the injection!

But the original sword just didn't react, no matter what method he used to inject power, the original sword ignored him completely, and there was no reaction when Zhang Ye held it!

"A broken sword with no appearance, the focus is still on your master!?" The young man said and threw the original sword aside, he decided that the original sword was just an ordinary long sword, and the reason why it could exert so much power was entirely because of its owner who loved to set off fireworks.

But why, why can you perceive the ...... contained in the sword body? death

And that one can't be ignored...... craving

"What a magic sword." The young woman pushed the door open and said this, obviously she knew everything that had happened, but how did she show up in both rooms at the same time?

"Who knows, maybe it's just a bluff." The young man fell on the bed, not wanting to look at the sword that made him tremble subconsciously.

"Let's eat." The young woman said.

"Got it, got it, by the way, I heard that guy made it and woke up, what happened? Sure enough, it was still an unexpected failure, right? The young man asked with a smile, and his smile was full of confidence. (To be continued.) )