The technique of the three arrows of "Purple Shadow", "Cangling" and "Qingying" is inherited from the Qishan Sect of the Maoshan Branch, collectively known as the "Three Arrows of the Dimension", each arrow has a different form and different power characteristics.

The "Purple Shadow Arrow" can shoot a purple aura to attack the enemy, and if it hits, it will also draw some power from the opponent.

The "Blue Arrow of the Underworld" shoots out a cyan aura, which is the most lethal spiritual skill in the "Three Arrows of Dimensions", and its power doubles as the cultivation of the person who casts it grows.

"The Arrow of the Spirit", shoots a white spiritual light to attack the enemy, which can make the opponent dizzy for a short time, and the arrow of the Soul has many strange effects, which can only be experienced after cultivating to a high level.

Wei Zhen studied the arrow trick of each arrow several times, and the more he looked at it, the happier he became, and immediately picked up the spirit bow he had just changed and began to practice one by one according to the arrow trick.

Dimensional archery is to condense arrows with spiritual power, and the arrow of purple shadow is the most weird, the arrow contains purple meaning, and the form is between if there is nothing, which is difficult to prevent. Wei Zhen practiced dozens of times, and only succeeded once, but unfortunately there was no target to test the effect.

The arrow of the green underworld is the simplest, as the arrow recipe says, the higher the cultivation, the greater the power, to a certain level, the green qi can turn into a dragon, the power can shake the mountains, and destroy the stars.

Cangling's arrow won with Xuanqi, Wei Zhen tried it a few times, and faintly felt that the power of this arrow was not limited to dizziness damage, he had something in his heart, but he couldn't say it because of his lack of cultivation.

When Wei Zhen recovered from his last meditation, it was already dark outside, and he ran alone to clean the long steps, and immediately returned to the wooden house to continue his research on the "Three Arrows of Dimension".

At noon, when he was resting briefly, he remembered the "Finger of Destruction" in the Shura Secret Manual passed on to him by the named master.

Although there is only one type of "Finger of Annihilation", it is very domineering, and the person who casts it gathers the spiritual power of the whole body into one finger, and it is instantly stimulated.

Although this kind of spiritual skill is powerful against the enemy, only a cultivator can truly appreciate the inhuman suffering in this process.

Because the key to cultivating the "Finger of Destruction" is that before destroying the enemy, you have to resist the backlash of this type of spiritual skill. Although Wei Zhen had completed the first stage of bone refining and successfully entered the second stage, blood fusion, when cultivating according to the tips, the meridians and bones of the ten fingers were still in pain, which was very difficult, and he had to stop many times in the middle and apply medicine to the injured finger to recover.

After forging the body into the stage of blood melting, he has not yet experienced any benefits brought by this method, but first tasted many unexpected pains before, all because the way of blood fusion, like the method of bone refining, must use his own spiritual power to sacrifice every drop of blood in the body, and the one who reaches seventy percent is considered a great achievement.

This kind of cultivation continued until the night, when Wei Zhen meditated again and recovered, and it was only then that he really began to observe his soul power space and the white crystal-like soul consciousness for the first time.

According to what is said later in the "Hundred Knowledge", only by borrowing the power of the heavens and stars, the soul is empty, the star power is ethereal, and the void is born together, so that it is possible to achieve the soul body. As for how to introduce the power of the heavens and stars into the soul power space, there is only a short paragraph of text in the Hundred Knowledge.

"When the soul is clear, it is the soul of the heavens. Hands knotted, hold one heart, look at the sky and the underworld, the stars are eternal, stress is born, surplus and deficiency are overflowing, and those who are destined to get it are for the star power. ”

This passage is extremely esoteric and difficult to understand, Wei Zhen didn't understand half of it, but he didn't know how to push the door out of the house, sit in front of the door, look up at the sky, and look up at the stars.

He didn't know that at this time, in that empty gray world, under that giant tree, that mysterious girl maintained the same posture as him, as if she was meditating and cultivating.

Wei Zhen spent several days immersed in penance.

On the fourth day, he was cleaning the bluestone steps, but the number of people on the steps suddenly increased in the morning. He met more times the head of the military governor, Zhuge Ling, and the head of the military governor, Chi Zhang, followed by a few people who had never met before, and the expressions of several people were very solemn, and there was no joy at all.

These guests were in a hurry, their faces were either angry or gloomy, and from time to time there were people flying around in the sky with spiritual weapons, but the destination was the Hina Mansion on the top of Cangyan Mountain.

Many of the disciples of the Nuyuan were like him, and they had seen such a situation for the first time, and they didn't know what was going on here.

Wei Zhen looked down at the costumes of these guests, but his heart moved inexplicably, thinking of the young people by the magma lake a few days ago, their costumes were very similar to these groups of guests who came one after another.

"Is something wrong?"

He suddenly remembered that Xiao Heihei had disappeared in the past few days.

After hurriedly sweeping the long steps, Wei Zhen ran to another disciple's residence in the slave courtyard and found Du Xiaoqiu directly.

"Have you heard what has happened in the slave yard these days?"

Du Xiaoqiu was confused by his question, since he exchanged for the spiritual weapon, he also stayed at home every day, staying indoors and practicing spiritual skills.

"Why don't we go and ask, that guy who doesn't look like a man?" Du Xiaoqiu suddenly proposed.

"That's right!" Wei Zhen's spirit suddenly perked up, thinking that the other party dared to go to Wanhua Mountain to steal medicinal herbs, and although Wen Lan rarely stepped out of the Pill Medicine Pavilion, he always seemed to know more things than them.

The two of them hurried to the front of the pill hall, only to see Wen Lan sitting leisurely behind a long table, while carefully trimming her nails, occasionally picking up the celadon cup in the tea tray and taking a sip.

I haven't seen him for a while, but he has become more and more quiet and quiet, it turns out that the middle-aged Dan Master who is sitting in the hall rarely shows up again, and he is basically in charge of things outside alone.

"What do you have to do with me?" Wen Lan looked stunned, as if she didn't want this leisure to be ruined.

He was dressed in blue, his face was clear, his long hair was tied behind his shoulders, the herb basket was still tied around his waist, and he had poured a cup of green tea for each of them between his hands, and his expression was more elegant and calm.

Wei Zhen's heart jumped for no reason, only to feel that his expression and demeanor had an indescribable similar charm to Mu Ziyin, and his mouth suddenly explained his intention.

"This has nothing to do with you. Come, drink tea, taste the 'mountain stream blue' I brewed myself, it tastes great!" Wen Lan pulled a few strands from her forehead, as if she didn't want to talk about it.

Wei Zhen was interrupted by his words, and he didn't know how to speak for a while.

Du Xiaoqiu unceremoniously picked up a celadon cup and drank it all, pouted and said, "Good tea." He said this sentence very insincerely, and anyone could see it.

He continued: "The three of us have had a life-and-death friendship, you know it, just say it, why hide it?"

"What a waste of my good tea!" Wen Lan sighed lightly, as if she was a little helpless, and the shyness of the past seemed to have disappeared into the years as she grew older.

"Your little beast shouldn't be in the way!" he comforted Wei Zhen, and his words changed again, "You can step up your cultivation now, and maybe you can fight when the opportunity comes in the future." ”

The two of them didn't understand what he meant, but they understood the meaning of his words, that is, the strangeness of not mentioning what had happened in the past few days.

It wasn't until the two of them walked a few meters away that they heard him say something inexplicably behind him.

"Have you forgotten the scene outside Wanhua Mountain?"

When Du Xiaoqiu heard this, he felt even more dissatisfied in his heart, and muttered: "This guy is not only becoming more and more like a man, but also becoming more and more impersonal, and he actually puts on a stinky appearance that rejects people thousands of miles away." ”

Wei Zhen's heart shook suddenly, and a terrifying picture suddenly appeared in his mind, his feet slipped, and he almost fell to the ground immediately.

Until the two disappeared, Wen Lan suddenly threw down the celadon cup in his hand, coughed slightly, and caught the thing spit out of his mouth with a white silk on a blue background.

He didn't look down himself, as if he already knew that the white silk on the blue background was already stained with a layer of blood marks at this time, and a deep bitter smile appeared on his delicate face.

"Toxin master, taste ten thousand medicines, poison one's body, who wants to be his companion?" he muttered to himself.

At the top of Cangyan Mountain, in the main hall of the main courtyard of the Hina Mansion, there is a tense situation at the moment.

On the main seat in the hall, a white-clothed man about twenty-seven or eight years old sat upright, calm and relaxed, as if he was not moved by the tension in the hall.

To his right stood an old man with a solemn expression, carrying an ancient sword. On the left side is a middle-aged man, this big man's face is like black charcoal, and a sky-opening axe stands in front of him, like a mountain stopping at a mountain.

These three people are Mu Zhihao, who is known as a genius of the Hanshan Mu clan, Mu Xuande, an elder, and Fan Tian, the "Angry Flame General".

Below them, four other groups sat in separate seats.

"Nephew Mu Xian, Cangyan Mountain belongs to the Mu clan's sphere of influence, and it is understandable that you don't allow us to search on our own, but you must give us an explanation for this matter!"

An old man with half-white hair stood up, and although his words were polite, the aggressiveness in his words was also very obvious.

"Why bother talking to him, even if he is here, he will never be so reserved, and how can my Flame Sect ever be afraid of others?"

Another long-haired guest in a fiery red robe said menacingly.

Mu Zhihao was not angry when he heard this, and walked down the main seat safely, his calm gaze swept over the faces of the long-haired guest and the half-white old man, and then glanced at the others one by one.

"I'm here this time because I have permission from my clan. I also know your intentions. The disappearance of the disciples of each sect this time occurred in the territory of Cangyan Mountain, and the Mu clan was duty-bound. ”

As he paced through the hall, he spoke slowly, without the slightest hint of nervousness.

"Besides, my anxiety is no less than that of you, one of the disciples who disappeared inexplicably this time is Zhihao's clan sister, I think you all know it, so I myself want to find them as soon as possible. ”

"Needless to say, you just need to set a time for me. It was a middle-aged man in a gray robe who spoke.

Mu Zhihao's footsteps paused, turned around, and looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man looked at eye level, just caressing a broad long sword in his hand.

"Within a month, if they can't be found, each sect can send people into Cangyan Mountain to search, and I, the Mu clan, will not stop them for half a minute, and the time limit will be one month. Mu Zhihao seemed to have made a final decision in his heart, and said with a slash.