Chapter 177: What is lacking
"It's good to be sure, it's just that I hope you don't regret it, and after reading it, you will slowly reflect on yourself. The black figure walked towards the room, but with a slight wave of his right hand, a large bronze mirror hung in the room, Yuan Du stood coldly, and continued: "This mirror is called the Sansheng Mirror, which can see your own life, past life, and future, I inadvertently observed your future, so I let Cheng Fan lure you here." โ
Twelve's face sank, indeed, Yu Chengfan is known as an omniscient man, and the news of Jiaolong was also learned from his mouth, and now it seems that this is not the case at all, he is clearly pulling them this way.
couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, Jiang He asked suspiciously: "Then you see us in the future, what happened to us?"
"Facts, you have to see for yourself!" The black aura permeated the bronze mirror, and a touch of evil aura appeared, in the mirror, the figures of several people flashed one by one, but at that time, when leaving Ling Yuhan, the fiery red figure stood in the air, so helpless, with a slightly sad look, looking at the sky.
The familiar face of "Yu Han ......" made Twelve's heart tremble, and he subconsciously reached out to touch the bronze mirror, but in the next moment, the whole person's scalp exploded, staring at the picture. Everyone held their breath and didn't dare to say anything more, but the relaxed body was still tense, looking at the future in horror.
"Are you leaving?" Gu Yun looked at the disappearing picture, and just smiled softly, but that smile was extremely bitter, and subconsciously stretched out his hand, wanting to grab something, but he didn't catch anything.
The cold light in his black eyes flashed, and the standing man turned around in a dashing manner, his bright red robe danced, his brows tightened, as if he had decided something, and said coldly: "How long is there left?"
"It's not much, there are still three days, now Nangong Wuwei has been poisoned, it can't be counted as combat effectiveness, if they leave, that stinky thing won't choose the target as them, so now, we have to transfer immediately." The light in his eyes flickered, and Gu Yun said in a low voice.
And the man in front of him, leaving only a tall back, pressed his long hair with one hand, and said coldly: "No need, I will do this qiฤ, the imprisoned continent, the suppressed forgotten realm, it's time to restore nature." โ
The picture changed, at the top of the desperate situation, the fiery red figure hovered in the black gas, and the flames of the whole body appeared, as if the gods had descended, and the two forces were even comparable.
Long hair flying, the standing man suddenly let out a long howl, behind the fiery red figure, that cold breath appeared, his hands made a few strange movements in front of him, the cold light in the black eyes flickered, the black gas was completely trapped, under the golden light, the breath became less and less, and his face was getting whiter and whiter, his hands trembled, using all the strength of his body, crushing the black breath, and at the same time, a right hand, the white blood suddenly popped into the golden light, and the man who hung between heaven and earth stood faintlyใ
It's just that fiery red figure, under the erosion of the wind, disappeared like dust, the slender fingers were still in the air, but with a doting smile, the corners of the mouth rose slightly, and the drop of transparent liquid slowly slipped down, and he disappeared between heaven and earth like that!
In her heart, as if she had been hammered by something, the severe pain made her unable to breathe, and her eyes locked on the bronze mirror in front of her, but the mirror was still there, and there was no picture anymore.
Quiet, the whole room fell silent.
The cold aura spread, as if it was about to freeze this place completely, a pair of black eyes looked closely ahead, subconsciously took a breath of cold air, didn't dare to say anything more, and looked towards the person who was standing.
Her long curly eyelashes trembled, as if she was enduring something, and her eyes flashed like stars, and her hands were already clenched, and she didn't even feel her nails digging deep into her flesh.
"As you can see, after you leave, Ling Yuhan will go to Lingyun Mountain alone, as for the key, it is just a lie made up for you. The combination of those three maps is a set of exercises, but the foundation of this set of exercises has long been lost, and even after obtaining them, they are of little use. As a Celestial Maiden, your duty is to erase these murderous aura, but the evil qi that remains in the realm of oblivion is a very powerful thing that gathers the source of evil qi. If you want to subdue it, you must use your own essence and blood as a medium to carry out a complete strangulation. In other words, it was Ling Yuhan who replaced you, and it was you who should have died, not him. Stretching out his hand and pressing it on the bronze mirror, the standing man glanced at Twelve coldly, and continued: "As for the truth or falsehood, you can look at this again." โ
Yuandu's right hand sank, and the black breath went straight into the bronze mirror, the cold light appeared, and the picture in the bronze mirror changed again, the high-rise buildings, as well as the crowd of vehicles, kept shuttling in the city, and the cold breath spread, as if returning to the beginning.
In that cold night, in the tall building, the agile figure fell, like lightning rushing in the room, but the indifferent gun had already been aimed at her eyebrows, looking at the person who had betrayed her on the other side, and the person who had also received retribution, under the cold gunshot, she was unwilling to die.
When I opened my eyes again, it was someone else. However, she has the arrogance of that life, the arrogance of that life, and the indifference of that life.
Those eyes are the best proof of this.
Otherworldly Souls......
It seems that they all understand the meaning of this word, and the few people standing behind them are deeply buried in their heads, their eyes falling on the small figure in front of them, and one hand on her shoulder, the scorching temperature awakens the warmth that belongs to her.
Returning from that cold dream, Twelve looked coldly at Yuandu opposite, "Then, what do you want to say, or rather, what do you want to do?"
"You are a martial god, you have reached the highest height, but above the exercises, you are weak. You have to get the three maps, you can learn them, but after that, you have to give them to me, because they are the exercises in my sect, and I accidentally lost them. On the right hand, the parchment scroll appeared in his hand, densely handwritten, but it was not clear what was written.
Catching the exercises in his hand, Twelve's face sank, and he subconsciously unfolded the scroll, looked at the few big characters written in it, and dreamed of dancing for nine days. This is......
"This is the exercise in my sect, called Dream Dance Nine Heavens, it is the most basic exercise, and then you return to the realm of oblivion, you must gather three maps and realize the exercise. Yuandu said coldly, and what he took back from his hand was the bronze mirror.
"Why?" the man who stood indifferently slowly raised his head, a sharp glint flashing in his black eyes, and his hands clutched the parchment tightly. Why, they just came here like this, but they were dominated by an old man, and this feeling made her very unhappy.
Yuandu shook his head and chuckled, his thin five fingers were clenched, and the sharp mangs in his black eyes flashed, "If you say why, it can be regarded as you and me." Rest assured, time here is completely different from the realm of oblivion, a year here, and only an hour there. I'll buy you more time, and when you go back, it's just the next second you're gone. This exercise needs to be based on enlightenment, and I can't teach you anything, but can I help you train these few boys in front of you to become martial gods, do you want to try it?"
"Of course, all we lack is time!" Seamus's hands were clenched, if they had come into contact with the fighting spirit earlier, they would not have added trouble to Ruyi now, and even, they could only watch her work alone, they couldn't do anything at all!
Such a, it's really not something they can endure.
Time?
Yuandu just smiled coldly, "In addition to time, you still lack a lot, however, I will make you all completely correct, the way of training is something you can never imagine, perhaps, only the soul of another world can endure it." โ
Only she can endure such pain, and in the end, even if it hurts, she can't feel the pain. Numbness and habit, maturity and steadyness, he will teach them well!
"Master, why are you ......" The man at the top of the mountain frowned, looking at the woman sitting on the rock with a parchment, he couldn't see through.
Yuandu stood in the wind, the black robe was flying, the dead air in the black eyes was even stronger, and he turned around and said: "Those boys are handed over to you, you must reach the Xiaocheng realm within three months, go." โ
"Yes......"
The breeze gradually rose, and in the dangerous Demonic Beast Mountains, screams could be heard everywhere, but only here was terrifyingly quiet, and there was no sound at all. The person sitting on the rock had already settled down, and golden light burst out from her body, heading out like lightning.
And that black figure disappeared in an instant. A hundred miles away, the person who suddenly appeared struck at the wooden stake in front of him, his hands as if he didn't feel it, or claws or splits, and the strength went down, the black figure turned, her cold eyes looked straight ahead, and the wooden stake behind her was "bang", falling to the ground in pieces.
The standing figure pinched her fingers, and the scene appeared in front of her eyes, the sweat on her forehead continued to fall, and she seemed to be crazy, fiercely attacking the stake in front of her.
"Roar!" I don't know where to rush out, the lifeless demonic beast, its eyes fell on Twelve's body, as if it had seen fat, and the running figure went straight out, opening its bloody mouth and biting forward.
"Get out!" contains a thousand catties of strength, the whip leg out, heavy sweep on the cheetah's waist, only to hear a "click" sound, the cheetah's ribs are even more broken, just by virtue of the strength of the body to smash down, it can actually hurt the monster, you can imagine, how terrifying the force is.
Running like crazy, the little figure didn't seem to be able to sense the breath around her, until the chest was about to burst, the whole person's brain was deprived of oxygen, and her crimson cheeks carried a hint of sickness, she knelt in the lawn, and a miserable cry broke out from her mouth.