Chapter 50 The Iron Rod Is Sharpened into a Needle

In the invisible barrier two or three miles from the shore, a dark blue formation appeared in an instant, covering all the water in the barrier.

Jiang Sinan's eyes sank suddenly, and the half-virtual and half-real ink Jiao suddenly condensed at that moment, as if it had turned into a real dragon, circling and surrounding him and Jia Xianren.

In the small world isolated by the four snow-white swords, Xun Ming's eyes instantly condensed.

After whispering "here" as if he had been waiting for a long time, the palms in front of him suddenly opened to the sides, and the pair of yin and yang fish instantly joined each other, turning into a rapidly enlarged Taiji diagram, enveloping his figure.

After crossing the boat, the blue array of light that "lifted" Xun Ming and Jiang Sinan into mid-air flashed, and disappeared in place with their figures.

After their figures disappeared, the countless dark blue light spots of the lake were also extinguished in an instant.

The blackened lake has returned to its original state.

Cloudy thunder, lightning, snow, hurricanes......

It was all as if they had disappeared in an instant.

Only the water of Daze Lake, which is leisurely and unsightly at a glance, seems to rise and fall silently for thousands of years.

It was just in another corner of the depths of the Great Plain that a pitifully small jet-black loach burst out of the water and stumbled onto the great blue array that had risen from the lake and skimmed it.

After feeling the real feeling under him, the black loach's mouth slowly opened, as if it pulled out a very humane smile.

……

In the Taiji diagram transformed by the pair of yin and yang fish, Xun Ming's spiritual power was as condensed as a waterfall, ready to deal with the possible killing machine at any time.

But to his surprise, there was obviously an extremely strong killing aura on that formation, but when it was finally launched, what was revealed was a teleportation formation that was reversed.

Heaven and earth seem to be turned upside down in an instant, then upside down again, and then upside down.

With a strong sense of dizziness, Xun Ming felt as if he was in a turbulent flow composed of powerful spiritual power, and the powerful impact made his figure still slightly rickety even under the protection of the Taiji Diagram.

Under the impact of powerful spiritual power, the Taiji diagram that had been struggling to support finally turned into black and white points of light, completely shattered.

The manic surging spiritual power at the moment when the Taiji diagram collapsed, it was like a water Jiao pounced on Xun Ming and "swallowed" Xun Ming in one bite, wrapped in a group.

In the torn feeling of heaven and earth being turned upside down, Xun Ming, who had broken the Taiji Diagram, had barely reacted, and was already surrounded by the surging spiritual power.

Then it was dark in front of me, and the sound of breaking the air and roaring in my ears all disappeared in an instant.

At the moment when he felt the torrent of spiritual power, Xun Ming subconsciously wanted to summon the jet-black flying sword "Moyun", which was slightly inferior in speed but extremely good at defense.

But unexpectedly, there was no response.

So it was this instantaneous difference that became a flaw in Xun Ming's yin-yang diagram that was directly shattered.

Otherwise, with a lot of his hole cards, although it is not easy, it will not be "defeated".

But there are so many "what ifs" in the world.

"Bad ......"

His mind was just moving, and Xun Ming's consciousness was completely blurred, as if it had been torn apart and rubbed into the boundless darkness in front of him.

Somehow, Xun Ming looked at the darkness and had the last thought in his heart.

It's not the pity and anger of the mistake, but an indescribable and inexplicable disgust.

……

Heaven and earth began to spin again, and a strong sense of dizziness swept from the darkness that had swallowed Xun Ming's consciousness.

In the strong sense of vertigo, all kinds of senses and spiritual senses are slowly restored.

After feeling the clear consciousness along with the vertigo, Xun Ming's eyes suddenly opened, and his hands quickly slapped the ground in front of him, and the whole person stood up at once.

The body just rose up, or it didn't stand upright, in that mid-air, Xun Ming's body had a rich and cold spiritual power condensation.

When his feet hit the ground and he stood as tall as a pine in white, the atmosphere of his whole body was already extremely sophisticated, giving people a natural and natural feeling.

Ignoring the still somewhat blurry vision, Xun Ming secretly adjusted his breathing, and at the same time, a pair of dark eyes began to quickly look around.

Since it is a teleportation formation, then he should no longer be in that Cloud Turning Lake now.

And the damp smell of moss that I smelled when I was still lying on the ground before also confirmed this.

Where does the moss come from on the lake, where does the ground come from?

The old courtyard walls were peeling off with white paint, like the skin of an old man with spots.

In the corners and roots of the walls, moss grows, and seedlings of unknown weeds grow tenaciously.

The floor of the courtyard is paved with large square blocks of stone, almost every stone that seems to be "spacious" enough to fit into a finger's crevice, filled with damp yellow mud or clusters of dark green moss.

In the small courtyard, a plump woman was sitting beside a boulder the size of a millstone, holding a thick iron rod in her hand, carefully polishing it on the boulder at the top of the level.

Out of the small courtyard came the boulder, the plump woman who tirelessly polished the iron rod, plus a Xun life, it was empty.

A sharp first quarter moon hung quietly in the sky, and the night was light blue and cloudless.

The moonlight spilled silently into the small courtyard, and the iron rod that shone was already polished and smooth.

Xun Ming looked at the scene of the woman polishing the iron rod in the courtyard, and thought of the story that he had heard almost since he was a child, and every child in Shenzhou could recite it backwards.

But...... It always feels like something is wrong......

Xun Ming's gaze was somewhat uncontrollably fixed on the woman's bulging chest, which was almost pressed against the boulder in front of him, for a moment longer, and then looked at the woman's face.

Although the woman bowed her head and seriously polished the iron rod, it was still vaguely evident from the side of her face that the woman's face was not bad.

The more he looked at it, the more strange the expression on Xun Ming's face became.

People, no, no, no.

If you really want to say where you can match, it can only be said that you can barely match the gender.

Place, too.

And the most wrong thing is.

Your grinding iron rod has also grown a little bit, sister!

You know, and you know you're sharpening the needle.

I don't know, I thought you were sharpening a gold hoop stick!

Can your needle be as long as a whole person?!

It's just that at such a glance, Xun Ming's mood is like a piece of scaerkraut for the big man, which is extremely complicated.

Looking at this somewhat infiltrating scene, Xun Ming almost knew that he should not be teleporting that formation to some place with relatively simple folk customs.

In the wide sleeves of his white robe, two small snow-white swords had been sandwiched between his index and middle fingers early on.

Just when he was "looking around nervously", he had already quietly built two extremely small "small worlds" with the help of a pair of snow-white array swords in his hands.

Through the comparison of the two small worlds with the flow of spiritual power in the environment around him, he had already determined that he was no longer in the Dongsheng Continent.

It is very likely that the formation was teleported to some secret realm or cave!

Troublesome.

Jiang Sinan this dog day.

After coming up with that not too wonderful result, Xun Ming's heart unconsciously flashed two thoughts one after another.

Ah, what a hassle!

Xun Ming was suddenly a little irritable and resisted the urge to grab his hair.

Suddenly, Xun Ming's heart moved, and he looked up at him as if he had a feeling.

There, a plump woman who didn't know how long she had been sharpening her iron rod had raised her head and looked at him with a pair of eyes without blinking.

The air in the small courtyard suddenly froze.