Chapter 121: The Mysterious Scroll
Bai Chuan hadn't spoken yet, and the young man sitting on his lap couldn't hold back at this time.
"Since you know that there is true qi, can you know the consequences?"
Xuan Qing was stunned when asked, he really hadn't considered this consequence.
"Tell me, what's the consequences?"
Peony walked over and saw a little child, who spoke so sharply, and couldn't help but interject.
"However, if you can't say it, the plum blossom needle on my sister is not a joke, my sister will prick your ass!"
Peony's eyes were ruthless.
The little child's chin was raised:
"Hmph, you vicious woman!"
Peony raised his palm to hit, but was stopped by Xuan Qing.
"You let him finish his sentence. ”
Xiao Tong snorted coldly and began to narrate slowly:
"This chess game is said to be a chess game, but also a formation, in the chess game, a gossip array is set up, and with my grandmother's true qi as a guide, in different directions, running true qi. ”
"Once you try to crack it with your Divine Sense, your Divine Consciousness will be in danger, and within an hour, if you can't find an exit, your Divine Consciousness will not be trapped and will never be able to get out. “
"What happens if the mind is trapped. "
Senju asked.
The young man laughed, pointed to Qianshou and said, "Idiot, I don't know such a simple and easy-to-understand truth, people are primates, if the divine consciousness is trapped for a long time, the body will of course die without eating, drinking, or sleeping!"
Die!
Xuan Qing was shocked, he never thought that the consequences would be so serious.
"Hey, just now, if your consciousness hadn't been driven out by me, I'm afraid you would have been trapped in it at this time. ”
The man looked at Xuan Qing fixedly, and Xuan Qing remembered that when his divine sense entered the scroll just now, he was obviously subjected to a resistance, and if it wasn't for the resistance that forcibly pulled him out, he was not sure that he would leave the scroll space smoothly.
"I saved you, you cold-faced ghost!"
The young man glanced at Xuan Qing contemptuously and said proudly.
For the rudeness of the young man, Xuan Qing didn't want to pay more attention to it.
However, he wanted to try this chess game.
"Senpai, I want to try. ”
Xuan Qing respectfully saluted Bai Chuan, the little boy, seeing that Xuan Qing still did not give up, jumped off his grandfather's knees:
"You, you don't know what to do, do you have to die somewhere?"
"Die or not, you don't count!"
For the boy's tone, Xuan Qing finally couldn't help it. The young man felt Xuanqing's cultivation carefully, and his face suddenly lit up.
"A little ten-layer cultivation of condensation, dare to speak wildly, and then talk about it after I pass this level!"
As he spoke, he punched at Xuan Qing.
As soon as Xuan Qing's body moved, on the side of his body, he dodged the kid's fist.
"Child, no matter how rude it is, I'm welcome!"
When the young man saw Xuan Qing say this, he thought that Xuan Qing was powerless to fight back at all, but his tone became even more arrogant. Their White Feather Clan was born with axe spiritual power in his body, although he was young, his combat power was equivalent to the eleventh layer of Qi Condensation.
So in his eyes, winning Xuanqing was a piece of cake at that time.
However, Xuan Qing's combat power has long surpassed cultivation, although he only has ten layers of condensation, but with the tempering of the body by Jiaolong Kill, whether it is the speed of killing or the combat effectiveness of the body, he has long surpassed the tenth layer of condensation, even if he comes to the twelfth layer of condensation, he dares to take a stand.
Where does this kid know about this layer, rampant and pressing step by step at the same time.
Xuan Qing dodged a few steps again, and the young man cursed in his mouth:
"Incompetent!
Hearing this, Xuan Qing couldn't bear it anymore, and a hand quickly reached out, and he grabbed the fist from the young man.
The fierce fist style was stopped abruptly, no matter how the young man mobilized his true qi, his fist could no longer be a thousand gold!
Xuan Qing held the fingers of the young man's fist and squeezed it fiercely, and immediately there was a creaking sound of bones shattering, which was transmitted.
"It hurts, it hurts~!"
The boy felt that the bones of his hand were gradually cracking in Xuanqing's strength, and he grinned in pain.
He kept shouting, "Grandpa, help me!"
"Your Excellency, stop!"
Bai Chuan saw his grandson Xuanqing holding it with one hand, and seeing that the bones of his hand were gradually shattered, his face changed, and he hurriedly raised his hand to stop it.
Xuan Qing's eyes coldly glanced at the young man in front of him, and his palm did not let go.
"Remember, boy, keep your mouth clean in the future!
The kid still wanted to struggle, but Xuan Qing's fingers were fierce, and immediately a painful sensation spread out on the boy's fist.
"Okay, okay! I know, I won't dare in the future!"
The young man begged for mercy, as soon as Xuan Qing's palm was loosened, as soon as the young man slipped away, his fist slipped out of Xuan Qing's hand and got into Bai Chuan's arms, looking at Xuan Qing with a frightened face, he never knew why the strength of Xuan Qing's palm was so brutal.
Bai Chuan hurriedly looked at the injury on the young man's fist, but fortunately, Xuan Qing just taught him a lesson, kept a sense of proportion in his hand, and did not hurt him too much, this slight bone shattering, it will be fine in a few days.
"Obviously, there are only ten layers of condensation, where does it come from so strongly?"
The young man looked puzzled, as if he was asking Xuanqing, and seemed to be talking to himself.
At this time, Xiao Wu had already woken up from his grief, "You are my master who has been practicing hard day and night to kill dragons, this fist is several times more powerful than ordinary monks of the same level! Your little fist is naturally not his opponent!"
The young man's face was not convinced, but in his heart he already admired, the cultivation process of Jiaolong Killing, he had heard about it when he was a child, it was extremely painful, this kid actually cultivated Jiaolong Killing, no wonder it was so powerful! Even himself, who was one level higher than him, was not his opponent.
"The old man's grandson is rude. Your Excellency, don't be surprised. ”
Bai Chuan's eyes looked at Xuan Qing fixedly, and apologized for his grandson's rudeness.
Xuan Qing didn't take it to heart, he wouldn't be like a child.
"It's okay, but I still want to try this chess game. ”
"Do you really want to try?"
Bai Chuan's face was still a little worried, he really didn't want to see anyone die because of this.
"No less than 30 people have died in this game since it was set, and I am deeply disturbed. You know, once your divine consciousness enters, it is impossible to come out unless it is cracked!"
Shirakawa's words are not alarmist.
And Xuan Qing's gaze at this time was firm and profound, without the slightest hesitation.
"Master, don't ......"
Xiao Wu said with concern, although he really wanted revenge, but the person he admired the most was in danger for him, how could he bear it?
Peony looked at Xuanqing's eyes and shook his head fiercely:
"I'm going, I'm going to Peony!" said Peony and walked over.
"I'll go!" Bai Susu also said, looking at Xuan Qing with concern,
"I'm a spirit girl, maybe I'll be a little more sure of going!"
Xuan Qing's expression was still indifferent, and there was no expression on his face.
After a long time, he said to Bai Susu:
"Do you understand gossip?"
Bai Susu shook his head.
"Then don't take any chances! You are the only spirit girl in the Ten Thousand Yuan Sect, I let you come, not to let you die!"
Xuan Qing was a little anxious, he was a little annoyed that Bai Susu was so desperate, even if he was worried that he would be able to do this, where would he be placed?
"Don't fight, I'll go, I know some gossip. ”
Xuan Qing pressed his palm on Xiao Wu's shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't die!"
After speaking, he looked at Shirakawa:
"Sir, I want to try. ”
"Have you figured it out?" Bai Chuan still hesitated for a moment, after all, this was not a joke.
Xuan Qing nodded heavily.
Bai Chuan shook his head, this young man had such a hard mind, how could he stop it, so he had to let him try.
"Okay. ”
Bai Chuan shook his head helplessly and looked at his grandson in front of him: "You are optimistic about the children, I will completely unfold the chess game and let them give it a try." ”
Shirakawa's grandson answered, and then beckoned the children, and the group of children obediently sat not far away, quietly watching.
Xuan Qing sat cross-legged, surrounded by Bai Susu, Peony, as well as Xiao Wu and Qianshou Tease protecting the Dharma for him, once the divine consciousness was pulled from the body, opened, they used their true qi to protect Xuan Qing's heart veins to ensure the flexibility of the physical body before the divine consciousness returned.
At this time, Bai Chuan threw the scroll into the air, and a light flashed, and a scroll half a zhang wide and five zhang long slowly pulled away.
The huge Bagua Phantom vibrated in the space, emitting a buzzing roar.
"That's it. ”
Bai Chuan's eyes looked at Xuan Qing, with a little unbearability in his eyes, "My wife has a strange temper, and many things like to be reversed, although I don't know how to crack it, I just tell you this sentence, I hope it will be useful." ”
Xuan Qing looked at Bai Chuan and nodded: "Thank you senior!"
After that, Xuan Qing closed his eyes, and the next moment, a white point of light flew out of his body, and with a whoosh, he entered the huge scroll.
Airplanes!
The white dot is Xuanqing's divine sense.
After the divine consciousness entered the gossip, there was an immediate buzz in the gossip.
Above the Divine Sense, a huge gossip phantom shrouded in, constantly changing direction and making a buzzing sound.
He felt it carefully, and a trace of true qi soon appeared, and he wandered in the middle of the gossip map, and what was superimposed with the gossip map was a chess game.
"The chess game is not difficult to solve, what is difficult to solve is the gossip diagram!"
Xuan Qing's divine consciousness was beating in the center of the gossip, trying to catch that true qi thread, but no matter how fast his divine consciousness was, that thread of true qi was floating lightly, always separated from him by such a distance.
Xuan Qing's divine sense floated forward again, and he found several small black dots that had lost their vitality, floating in the space like ghosts.
This should be the dead consciousness!
Xuan Qing's heart couldn't help but froze.
Xuan Qing, who was outside the scroll, already had a trace of cold sweat on his face.
Sure enough, so many people died because of it.
Regardless of regret, his divine sense once again rushed towards that trace of true qi, but that wisp of true qi, as if deliberately opposed to him, could not be approached by him at all.
Xuan Qing's divine consciousness had just been separated, and he didn't have any attack power at all, nor did he have any defensive power.
To put it bluntly, the divine consciousness is a person's spirit, and only when the cultivation reaches a high level can the divine consciousness have offensive power.
That will be a long, long time later, and the current Xuanqing will definitely not be able to do it.
His dragon killing, his big Buddha rubbing, can only be embodied in the flesh, a divine consciousness, absolutely does not have the power to destroy.
After feeling the gossip map again, why don't you try to give up the true qi silk and directly capture the flow of gossip?
With this idea, Hyun Qing decided to give it a try.