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Jin Ziming recalled the clouds and mist when he looked down on the mountains and forests, the clouds and mist when he walked in the forest, the clouds and mist deduced by the knife technique, and the clouds and mist summoned by the spell.

For each of them, he drew a picture of it, and more than 700 of them were drawn.

Then he figured out its charm and fused the same attributes, so that it was reduced to 163 paintings.

Then borrow the troll's method of splitting the power into pieces, and after decomposing and identifying, reluctantly give up what is incompatible with the main tone.

The rest is then completely merged to create a new picture.

Looking at this painting and thinking of the charm that he was forced to give up, Jin Ziming was still unwilling.

He wanted to pursue perfection and perfection, thought about it for a long time, and came up with an idea.

You can use one hundred and sixty-three pictures as a gallery, and when you fight, you can choose a few pictures at random and interpret them continuously with the magic sword.

It is equivalent to quickly flipping through a dynamic picture, and in the limit state, you can even splash out all the pictures in a specific order.

Although it is only one move, it has become a set of serial knife techniques.

Once the "cloud" is cast, the combination of red and black, as well as different shades of chroma, forms an unpredictable red-black mist.

Jin Ziming practiced many times, thinking that since this move was a technique of confusing first and then attacking, why not combine it with the formation?

He went to the world to buy relevant secrets, and used the one hundred and sixty-three transformation methods of clouds and mist to combine a phantom array, a trapped array, and a killing array.

At this point, the trick of "cloud and mist" can be regarded as a small success.

The last move of the "Crazy Demon Splashing Ink Knife", "Black Hole", he already has a spectrum in his heart, and he has the most successful plan.

Jin Ziming began to use his divine sense to draw on the soul jade.

There is the cultivation of "Black Hole Forging God", and there is Da Chu who expounds black holes with the innate way, and the dynamic images he draws are vivid.

He began to practice, whether it is the vastness of the starry sky, the devouring of black holes, or the high-speed movement and collision of fragments, etc., can be reflected in the knife technique.

But he always felt that the power was insufficient, could it be that the exercises of Que Yun were not suitable for using the image of the divine soul?

Jin Ziming had a flash of inspiration in his mind, since it was a picture in the soul jade, why not use the soul knife to interpret it?

He hurriedly summoned the Divine Movement and re-applied the "black hole" of his own creation.

The soul knife turned into ink, splashed ink, and a black hole vortex was drawn in an instant.

All matter in the starry sky, including light, is sucked in, and the outside of the black hole is plunged into endless darkness.

In the cave, black or silver-gray debris, air currents, etc., hit at a super high speed, making people dizzy.

Once an enemy is stained with ink while stunned, the spirit will be traumatized and even destroyed.

The move suddenly became extremely sharp, but he still refused to give up when he wanted to reach the power of the black hole devouring that Chu described.

The bat that is transformed by the ghost's mind can devour the soul, and if the ink is fine, then it will be repaid?

Jin Ziming consulted Xiao Worm and Xiao Fei for this, but neither the soul worm nor the machine spirit could find a way that people could use to cultivate.

He had to give up for the time being, but no matter what, the planned four splashing ink knife techniques had been successfully created.

Jin Ziming began to look forward to it, hoping that an enemy or a monk who didn't open his eyes would bump into him so that he could practice his hands.

He didn't wait for the unlucky bastard, but he looked forward to his fiancée.

After being transferred to Fu Yingcheng, he and Fairy Ye lived on the same continent, but it was still the first time the two met after they got married.

The white dress of the leaf dyed clothes is like snow, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the dust is like a fairy.

Her long black and bright hair was tied up by a ribbon, like a curtain of waterfalls pouring out of a mountain cliff under the bright moonlight.

Gu Pan lingered, cold with charm, revealing sweetness.

Its elegance and refinement can be called "slender waist jade belt dancing veil", "looking back and smiling better than Xinghua".

Jin Ziming was stunned for a moment, and asked dementedly:

"Dyeing clothes, why do you have time to come and see me?"

"Don't you miss me after so long no see?"

"Yes, very much!"

Fairy Ye smiled.

"I'm here this time to let you accompany me."

"Okay, where to go?"

"Qiongjing Island in Nanfeng Continent, that is an open sea medicine field of the Xiaoyao Sect."

"What's the matter?"

"Every few decades, the Xiuzhen Alliance will hold exchange meetings with young elites from the Hongqing Realm and other realms.

Seven days later, there will be a new cross-border exchange.

This time, it was the young geniuses of the seven super sects in the Yongli Realm who came.

Each super faction in the Hongqing Realm will select disciples with outstanding performance in different fields to participate.

The Xiaoyao Sect is the co-organizer this time, and there are also people from the Yongli Realm who practice the path of cause and effect, so the sect let me participate.

I can bring an entourage or companion, I think you're the most suitable. ”

"Oh, it turned out to be a flower messenger, I'm good at it."

Jin Ziming joked casually, but accidentally exposed it.

"Why, how many times?"

"Oh, no, I mean, with my combat power, I am fully capable of being a good bodyguard." The reckless man hurried to remedy.

Then he changed the subject and asked:

"Young Junjie, what realm do you mean?"

"Yuan Ying and Jin Dan Realm."

"Isn't cross-border travel only possible with the power of a body?" Jin Ziming asked in surprise.

"Of course, they can't fly here, but they can be loaded into a space magic weapon by a true monarch or a great power, or they can come in a cross-border teleportation array.

The people of the Yongli Realm were teleported. ”

"Oh, I see, when are we leaving?"

When it comes to high-level issues in the cultivation realm, Jin Ziming sometimes seems to be unheard.

"It's close, or don't you know the date?"

"Okay, I'll arrange it."

Shui Yang Pavilion's business in Zhongshengzhou is difficult, but it is already on the road, and the Great Elder occasionally takes a vacation, so it is not a big problem.

Jin Ziming took a look at the route and decided to go to sea from Xuliao, so that he would not have to make a detour, but also visit his old friends. Of course, he didn't dare to go to see Ayiguli.

The next day, the two set off from the teleportation array and arrived in Xuliao two days later.

Su Ran organized a bureau to pick up the prospective newcomers, and Du Feihan, Gong Huaizhi and Jiang Xunzhen all came.

The old friends chatted about family life, and when they heard that Xu Liao's business was becoming more and more difficult, Jin Ziming sighed:

"Alas, the acquisition of the Daoist Sect may have been a wrong decision.

The foundation of the Water Pavilion was unstable, and it should not have broken with the Lingyun faction so early. ”

"I think so too."

"The night wind of Ghost Howling Valley, has it provoked again?"

"I didn't come back, Fei Han and I are married, why does he continue to entangle?"

"Yes."

"Ziming, tomorrow I will arrange for the airship to take you two to Qiongjing Island, right?"

"No, let's fly over."

"It's too far, and the flight is too tiring, which will affect the state of my brother and daughter-in-law when they participate in the exchange."

When Lao Su said this, it made Jin Ziming, who doted on his "wife", difficult to refuse.

"Alright then, after sending us over, the airship will return immediately, and don't care about our return trip."

The next day, they boarded the airship and began to enjoy the world of two.

Look at the blue sky and white clouds, clear sky; The sun is setting, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

The night breeze is blowing, and the starry sky is shining; Until the morning light is hazy, and the red sun is rising.

The two chirped me and me, like a honeymoon.

The airship arrived on Qiongjing Island two and a half days later, and before leaving the boat, Jin Ziming changed his face and breath to the appearance of a "demon knife".

When you land on the island, you are greeted by a deacon who is in charge of reception.

"May I ask the name of the fairy and the sect?"

"Ye Dye Yi, Xiaoyao Sect."

The deacon found Fairy Ye's name in the list, then looked at Jin Ziming and asked:

"Who is this?"

"He's my fiancé's 'Demon Knife'."

When the two deacons heard that it was the famous murderer, they were taken aback, and their words were more respectful.

The beach of Qiongjing Island is full of many huge black reefs.

Looking towards the center of the island, all they could see was a steep, curved hillside covered with dark green shrubs and occasional exposure of fertile black soil.

The deacon smiled awkwardly and said:

"There is no way into Qiongjing Island, you can only fly in."

They flew over the island, and then they saw the whole picture.

It is a circular valley with a sunken basin in the interior and a hill in the center of the island that has been reclaimed as neat medicine fields.

A white jade pagoda on the top of the mountain, surrounded by green, is quite holy.

The south side of the valley is sunny, while the north side is cloudy all year round.

The rare medicinal herbs of the Xiaoyao Sect are planted in the hills and the foggy valley to the north.

The exchange was held in the southern basin.

Now that there are many True Monarchs and Great Powers in charge, the island's protective array has been closed.

The aura here is rich, and the air is filled with a pleasant medicinal fragrance from time to time, which is extremely refreshing.

The two landed and were taken to the southeast side, where a lot of new courtyards had been built.

One of the deacons said:

"These houses are all temporarily built for this exchange meeting, and this side is for the monks of the Hongqing Realm, and the people of the Yongli Realm live at the southwest end."

The deacon who led the way gave them a courtyard with a small two-story building, and then took their leave.

The meeting began two days later, and the two decided to wander around first.

The terraced medicine mountain in the center of the island is similar to the medicine garden of Keidando Aoba Michicho, and after a tour, they walked north to the Misty Valley.

There were many monks who arrived early, and people could be seen everywhere.

Jin Ziming met two acquaintances, the first of whom was Qi Hongyao of Dandaomen.

Back then, she went with them to explore the Medicine Valley of the Demon Beast Forest, but this woman naturally couldn't recognize him after the disguise.

When he saw the second place, Jin Ziming smiled and took the initiative to greet him.

The other party is the "one monk" among the six geniuses of the Hongqing world, the idiot of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.

The monk's expression was unwavering, and although he restrained his breath, he could still feel that his mana was more exquisite.

"I've seen the 'Demon Knife' donor."

"Senior Brother Nian Idiot, this is my fiancée, Ye Dye Yi of the Xiaoyao Sect.

I'm 'Jiajuan', this time I'm touching her light, and I'm here to see the world. ”

The monk and the fairy bowed slightly and greeted each other.

After saying goodbye to the obsession and swimming in the Foggy Valley, the two continued to move forward, heading southwest.

There are also some new courtyards here, and the monks who come in and out are tall and strong, and their appearance is very different from that of the people of the Hongqing Realm.

They understood that the monks of the Yongli Realm had arrived.

In front of them, three young friars, dressed in dark red tunics, are sitting around a stone table admiring a deacon's tea ceremony.

The man in the middle was about to praise the fragrance of spiritual tea and the skillful skills of the beauty, when he suddenly saw the oncoming Fairy Ye.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore, he put down the delicate teacup and walked straight over.