Chapter Ninety-One: Dawn

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The thunder was incessant, and the torrential rain was even more intense.

Many magic swords are in their own positions, and they are assembled on the ground to form a formation.

At this time, Yokoe had never studied, never seen it in any classics, and never even heard anyone talk about it.

On the occasion of his death, for some reason, a lot of information about this formation clearly appeared in Hengjiang's heart, as if this formation had been arranged countless times.

In addition to this array, there is also a piece of information that comes to Yokoe's mind.

"Life is limited, the immortal path is endless, with a limited lifespan, the pursuit of endless immortal path, how many people can achieve immortality?

"There is a solution, called feathering. ”

"At the time of death, the soul leaves the body, gives up its body, wanders in all directions, chooses a place to reincarnate, and can be reincarnated and rebuilt......"

A lot of information poured into Hengjiang's heart like a tide.

It not only contains the detailed steps of feathering, but also elaborates on the reincarnation of feathering, and the many drawbacks of the people in the immortal gate.

"Perhaps, after the reincarnation of feathering, I will be reincarnated and recultivated, and I will become an idiot and mentally retarded...... Even if you become an idiot and mentally retarded, it is better than being wiped out and scattered. As long as you live, there will be a ray of light! As long as you live, you will have a glimmer of hope to seek immortals again and pursue the path of immortals!"

"In the depths of my memory, there is this method of feathering, which means that I must be a reincarnated person who cultivates. It's just that I lost the memory of my previous life, and I don't know who my heart was in my previous life, and where my hometown was......"

"According to the information in the memory, ordinary monks must at least cultivate to the Divine Soul Realm before they can try to perform the method of feathering, and only a pure yang monk can perfectly display the method of feathering. However, as long as I step into the first step of the Taoist, I can introduce the aura into the body, and I can introduce the aura of heaven and earth into the body, and I can use the aura of heaven and earth in my body as a guide to arrange a large array, and use the power of the large array to perform the method of feathering. During this period, if there are external forces such as thunder, earth and fire, etc., it can shorten and simplify the casting process......"

The thunder roared and the rain crackled, disturbing people's hearts, but they couldn't mess with Hengjiang's thoughts.

"This method of feathering is subtle and mysterious, and it is extraordinary. Could it be that before I was reincarnated and rebuilt, I was a big man who shook the Immortal Sect?"

As soon as he thought of this, Hengjiang frowned, and after arranging the formation, he walked to the middle of the formation, sat down cross-legged, looked up at the sky, and saw that the thunder in the clouds was like a dragon, entangled and slashing towards him.

Thunder and lightning pierced the sky, and the heavens and the earth were bright.

Hengjiang stared at the thunder that struck, and Dugu Xin's figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Before this feathering, at the last moment of his life, the Dugu Xin in Hengjiang's mind was no longer the appearance of a man wearing a cloud-patterned Taoist robe and a jade crown with his hair, but a woman with green silk like a waterfall and a long skirt like snow, which was incredibly beautiful......

"Ashin ......"

Hengjiang sighed, shook his head, and thought: "If you rebuild your feather, you will forget the things of your previous life, and even if you see Brother Dugu again, you will be a stranger." Perhaps, by that time, Brother Dugu had already become the head of the Xuanming Dojo. Perhaps, in the future, I will worship the Xuanming Dojo again, and if I happen by chance, I will even worship under Brother Dugu. ”

Rumble!

The thunder has arrived, and it is in the array.

A beam of brilliant light rushed out of the formation and covered Hengjiang.

At this moment, Yokoe only felt that his body was paralyzed and could no longer be controlled. Many of the pains caused by addiction have also disappeared without a trace.

He didn't recite the mantra and cast the method of feathering.

At this moment, he clearly felt that his soul was jumping and jumping in his body, eager to try, just jump for a while, and his soul would jump out of his body and fly into the rain, like a fluttering feather, drifting in the aura of heaven and earth.

Sou!

The sound of breaking the sky, when the sky strikes.

The golden light flashed, blasting towards the circle.

Many magic swords inserted in the ground were shaken a few times by the golden light, and then recovered as before.

An immortal monk galloped over, fell to the ground, and walked towards the Hengjiang River step by step with murderous intent in his eyes.

Not far away, the horse was grazing, and when it saw that the Xianmen monk was full of murderous energy, it actually neighed, ran wildly and rushed towards the Xianmen monk, and then raised the horse's hooves and kicked it hard.

"An ordinary beast, and he knows how to protect it sincerely, he is really a good horse, but it's a pity that he followed the wrong person. ”

The Xianmen monk groaned, raised his hand and pushed the horse off the ground, falling a few meters away.

Immediately, he walked to the outside of the magic circle arranged by Hengjiang, pointed to Hengjiang in the array, and said: "The people of the left side of the door are also bold and dare to kill my disciples of the Biyong Dojo in the Zhenshan Market, I don't know whether I live or die." ”

Yokoe was silent and did not answer.

He has reached the critical moment of feathering, and he must not be distracted, let alone speak.

"You should have taken advantage of the rainstorm to cover the sky and fled into the mountains to hide your tracks, but now in the middle of this road, you have arranged a formation and sat still...... Although I don't know what your formation does, I know that you are the enemy of my Piyong Dojo. I only need to break your magic circle and ruin your good deeds, even if it is for my junior brother who died under your sword, I will collect a few points of interest before revenge......"

The monk looked grim and said in a deep voice: "Although you and I don't know each other, it is only natural that you can kill people to pay for your life, so Your Excellency will accept your fate!"

Biyong Dojo?

In Hengjiang's heart, he recalled that when he was in Shimen, his uncle Lu Qinghuang gave a lecture, during which he talked about the situation of the Seven Great Dao Fields in the southeast of the Middle-earth Empire, including the Biyong Dojo, which had a very poor relationship with the Xuanming Dojo.

A yellow-brown jade was held in the monk's hand.

He pinched his fingers in his hand, chanted the words, and pointed at the magic circle with Yugui.

Roar!

The tiger, which had been hanging its neck and white forehead, was several meters high, and its body was comparable to that of a colossus, surrounded by shining spiritual light, rushed out from Yuguili and pounced on the circle.

The magic sword of the formation was swayed left and right by the fierce tiger, but it conjured up a light shield to protect the magic circle.

Immediately, the monk used all kinds of means, releasing thunder and fire arrays, flying swords and pills, and talisman pills, but he was forced to cross the river's magic array.

"This array still has such a defensive effect!"

Hengjiang's eyes lit up slightly, and he was full of doubts about his origin.

The monk tried his best but couldn't break the formation, so he collected a lot of treasures and stood aside, staring at Hengjiang with anger in his eyes.

In the distance, in the mountains, white birch and Hazel stand under the trees.

Chuan Zhen pointed at Hengjiang from afar and said, "As you expected, he must be the one who has rebuilt the feather! Now, the time is ripe, it's time to do it!"

"That's exactly how it should be!"

Shirakaba nodded, and a green light flew out of his hand.

The green light sank to the ground, walked away, came to the place where the Hengjiang array was arranged, stopped under a magic sword, and then the green light turned into a seed, quickly sprouted branches, drilled out of the ground, and actually squeezed out the magic sword above the seed, and fell to the ground with a bang.

As soon as this sword falls, the magic circle will be self-defeating!