111 The Master's Breath
Jiang Chuan's thoughts were chaotic, like a rootless ping, drifting with the waves in the ocean of consciousness.
The sound of the roar of a strange beast sounded in his ears from time to time, and this thought gradually cleared up, and he remembered the situation at this time.
He suffered a fatal blow from the evil incarnation before he died.
There is no death, but the mind falls into a deep sleep and loses control of its own power.
I see.
After sobering up, Jiang Chuan tried to visualize the "Fish and Dragon Piloting the Fatu", wanting to smooth the waves and control this ocean of his own consciousness.
However, the current situation is beyond his expectations.
All power was firmly blocked by an invisible obstacle, as if it had been sealed.
He constantly senses, looking for the source of the obstruction.
It was gray, like mist, entrenched in his mind.
This is the power of the evil thing.
I don't know what happened, but the power that the other party hit into his body turned out to be one with him.
It's like an appendage.
Firmly rooted in his mind.
This uncontrollable, but integrated with his own strange force, made Jiang Chuan feel very uncomfortable.
The "Fish and Dragon Piloting Fatu" that gritted his teeth and insisted on visualizing not only failed to regain control of the sea of consciousness, but instead caused some thoughts to be absorbed by this layer of hindrance.
How is this possible?
For a while, Jiang Chuan was a little panicked.
If the other party continues to grow, then he will no longer be able to control his consciousness, but will be swallowed by the other party.
By then, will he still be him?
He quickly stopped his visualization and moved on to something else.
Cell phone.
This is the treasure he carried with him when he was born in this world, and it has a close connection with him.
Even if you only have a trace of thought now, you can clearly sense the existence of this thing.
With the continuous calling, the image of the mobile phone became clearer and clearer, until it jumped out of the mind, suspended in the air, and hung down the golden light, firmly protecting this fragile thought from being swallowed up by the waves of the ocean of consciousness.
It worked.
The flustered heart calmed down at once.
He pondered.
The Taoist of Guanyun said that he had a great opportunity in Yingyue Peak.
Jiang Chuan believes that this senior is not lost without nothing.
But now he was struck by the evil thing, and fell into a deep sleep, and suffered a catastrophe.
This made him a little suspicious.
Fortunately, he also understands the truth of "where misfortune and blessing lie, and where blessing and misfortune lie", he only recovered in an instant, suppressed his doubts, and thought about where the so-called "blessing" would appear.
But after thinking about it, he didn't have a clue, so he could only focus on the evil power that blocked him again.
This time, with the protection of the golden light, he visualized again.
The golden light of the mobile phone drooping, I don't know where it came from, really resisted the growth of this obstacle, and under his preoccupied visualization, the obstacle gradually appeared, and gray runes appeared on this thought, like a chain that trapped him.
This is how the evil creature remained in his body before he died.
Jiang Chuan mustered up his will and kept struggling, trying to break free from the shackles, but he could only shake it, but he couldn't completely break it.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Dozens of times.
Hundreds of times.
Jiang Chuan found some rules, and under the protection of the golden light, he began to try, and after being verified, he continued to struggle.
Thousands.
10,000 times.
He found a few flaws, silently accumulated the strength of will, and then exploded.
The rune chains exploded in an instant.
But at the same time as it was shattered, it was instantly bridged under a force, and it was as intact as ever.
Jiang Chuan looked at all this coldly, not happy or sad.
That evil thing has the ability to be immortal, and even celestial beings such as the Marquis of Mochizuki and the Ancestor of Denglong can only suppress it, but cannot kill it.
Before he made his move, he had considered that the shackles left by the other party also had the ability to be immortal.
Although he couldn't break free, when the chains were broken, the power of the nearby sea of consciousness also poured into his thoughts.
After all, this is his territory, and he naturally has an unimaginable affinity for him.
With this little bit of strength supplemented, this wisp of thought has grown a little stronger, at least much stronger than before.
In contrast, the rune chains were forced by the golden light and did not change by half.
This represents:
The gap between the two has narrowed compared to before.
Jiang Chuan continued to struggle like an ant.
He didn't know how many times it had passed.
A million times?
Or even hundreds of millions of times?
He didn't understand, and he didn't bother to remember.
I only know that under the repetition of again and again, this thought has undergone earth-shaking changes compared with before.
From a tiny trace, it turned into a real fish dragon of dozens of zhang.
Although still unable to control the sea of consciousness.
But Egawa continued to repeat until the moment when he completely controlled the sea of consciousness.
......
In a deep valley.
"Senior Brother Liu, I've already seen it, although it is strange here, the aura is extremely abundant, and the Hidden Cloud Peak is far inferior to it." A man with thin eyebrows held a formation plate, pointed to the pointer with the other hand, and looked at the disciple surnamed Liu opposite.
"Okay, then let everyone stay here for the time being to repair." The disciple surnamed Liu bowed slightly, sacrificed his sword, opened up several caves under the opposite mountain wall, and placed a small magic circle before placing the person behind him in the array.
"Yes, although this magic circle is ordinary, it has a bit of spirit gathering power, and it should be able to help Jiang Xiaozi." A voice rang out behind him.
The disciple surnamed Liu hurriedly turned around and bowed his hand in greeting:
"Jade Jiao's senior."
The worm stepped on the clouds and said:
"Ben Long has set up a ban outside the valley, you can rest assured here."
The disciple surnamed Liu was relieved in his heart and said:
"There are seniors."
"You're welcome." Jiaoworm shook his head with his little paws on his back, looked at Jiang Chuan in the array, and said with some annoyance:
"It's also that Ben Long was too careless, and he was actually counterattacked by that evil thing before he died, causing Jiang Xiaozi to be injured."
"Seniors, don't worry too much, Dongliu junior brother Jiren Tianxiang will wake up." The disciple surnamed Liu comforted.
No one thought that Lin Hua would actually leave a trace of the evil thing in his body.
After this incident, the disciples surnamed Liu directly ordered the cremation of the bodies of those Yunshui Sect disciples who died under the influence of evil things, so as not to leave any more disasters.
And for the living people, he didn't let it go, but asked the Jiao Soul in front of him, who had the strength of Jindan Zhenren, to help cast spells to check.
After checking them one by one, everyone fled from Yingyue Peak.
"I hope so!" The worm sighed.
It has already explored the situation of Jiangchuan.
Although there were injuries on his body, under the protection of all the treasures on Jiang Chuan's body, it was not too serious, but Lin Hua's body of fire vitality brought burns to the muscles and viscera.
Even the Daoji Jade Terrace, for some reason, has not been affected by half a point, it is still brilliant, flowing with an indescribable Taoist rhyme.
What's worse is that Jiang Chuan's spirit.
Not only was the divine soul wrapped in a deep gray aura, but the consciousness in its divine soul was also missing, and it did not respond at all even if it used its magical power to call.
If it weren't for the fact that when facing Jiang Chuan, it could still sense the threat brought to it by that divine spell, it almost thought that Jiang Chuan's consciousness had been dispersed, and the power of the empty soul had not dissipated.
"This kid has a lot of secrets, and he is favored by heaven and man, so he shouldn't be able to die.
"The only thing to worry about is not knowing when you will wake up."
It had also heard Jiang Chuan say that the blood dripping secret realm suppressed the extraterritorial evil thing.
Now that their incarnation is gone, their main body is still there, and as long as they are still in the blood-dripping secret realm, it is very likely that they will be killed again.
At that time, Jiang Chuan, who was in a coma, could not urge the stone statue of the Denglong Patriarch to protect everyone, they could only wait for death.
"I hope this kid wakes up soon!" Jiaoworm sighed secretly in his heart, and was about to tell the disciple surnamed Liu something about it, but suddenly looked outside the cave.
"Jade Jiao senior, but what did you find?" The disciple surnamed Liu asked.
"Ben Longbu's methods outside have been touched." Jiaoworm said in a deep voice.
"What, I'll go check it out." The disciple's expression changed slightly.
"Don't worry, in case of crisis, Benlong will also take action." Jiaoworm has not forgotten that its greatest responsibility is to guard the river.
If it really encounters some irresistible strong enemy, it only needs to flee with Jiang Chuan at the first time.
The disciple surnamed Liu naturally didn't know what Jiao Worm thought, so he nodded and left the cave, leading the other Yunshui Sect disciples to look out of the valley.
"Hey, it's you."
After seeing the gradually approaching figure, the disciple surnamed Liu recognized the other party.
The disciple of the master of Xuanji Mountain, the son-in-law of the Great Elder, and the head of the mountain gate of the next generation, Yang Taixu.
How could he not know such a person.
Seeing the magic plate in the opponent's hand and sensing the aura of slaughter, everyone knew that the other party was deliberately pursuing and coming towards them.
It is even very likely that it is for Jiangchuan.
"Have you been to Yingyue Peak?" Yang Taixu's eyes were bloodshot and he looked at everyone.
"What does it have to do with you?" The disciple surnamed Liu said in a deep voice.
"What are you worried about when you're so nervous?" Yang Taixu looked at the valley, especially the newly opened cave, with a little temptation, and then suddenly asked:
"Where is Jiang Dongliu?"
There were several people in the Yunshui Sect whose expressions changed slightly.
Seeing this, Yang Taixu became curious in his heart.
Although he was controlled by "Bai Lingyun", he was not a tendon in his heart, especially after seeing that the purpose of this trip was to be a member of the Yunshui Sect who was faintly ally ally with Xuanji Mountain, he even had his own ideas.
Could it be that these people have the means to threaten "Bai Lingyun"?
Or did he get something in Yingyue Peak and fall into the hands of Jiang Dongliu, who had traveled with him to Qiandao Lake?
That's why "Bai Lingyun" sent him to kill people.
He subconsciously guessed and was determined to try to verify it.
If it is really as he thinks in his heart, maybe he can help and give "Bai Lingyun" a fatal blow.
"Since you know me, you should know that I don't want to do anything with you." Yang Taixu said.
The crowd's expressions slowed slightly, but they still didn't get out of the way.
"I say the same thing.
"Although I don't know what Senior Brother Yang has gone through, I still ask you to leave here first."
The disciple surnamed Liu did not retreat at all, the treasure light on his body flickered, and the magic weapon aura loomed.
"It seems that today, we can only understand and lead the means of the people." How could Yang Taixu back down.
And pointed at the void, and several blue light sword qi had already killed everyone.
Everyone held a spiritual weapon to resist, but this blue light sword qi was like a spirit, and they each avoided the head-on battle, attacking and killing from the side from time to time, and restraining everyone from the side.
"My psychic sword qi is not something you can break." Yang Taixu shook his head and was about to walk inside, but was blocked by a green light in front of him.
He turned his head to look, and the disciple surnamed Liu had already dispersed the psychic sword qi at some point, and an emerald treasure ruler rose above his head, firmly designating him.
"Magic weapon."
Yang Taixu stopped, sensed the sword box behind him, and a hazy black light was released from behind him.
The emerald light instantly dimmed.
Even the emerald ruler continued to mourn, as if it had encountered something extremely terrifying.
The disciple surnamed Liu's expression changed greatly.
"The magic weapon alone can't stop me."
Pointing and connecting the dots, several psychic sword qi flew out one after another, surrounding the disciples surnamed Liu from all directions, faintly forming a formation, although the emerald treasure ruler was powerful, it could not disperse these sword qi for a while.
"Just stay here!"
Yang Taixu crossed the people of the Yunshui Sect, looked for breath, and came to the cave.
"Get out."
A jade light poured out of it.
The Xuanyuan sword box buzzed and vibrate, and the black light covered Yang Taixu.
Although he was knocked to the ground, Yang Taixu did not take half a step back and struggled to stand up.
"The power of Jindan."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Yang Taixu became more and more curious.
Could it be that these people from the Yunshui Sect really got something that could restrain "Bai Lingyun"?
There was also a suspicion of the worm in the hole, as if he didn't expect that his own blow would be taken by the other party.
When he sensed the sword box on the other party's body, he suddenly realized.
It's a fetish.
"Senior, I don't have any ill intentions." Relying on the Xuanyuan sword box, Yang Taixu walked in again.
This time, he saw what was going on in the cave.
On the aura of the formation, there was a young man in Tsing Yi lying down, and outside the formation, a figure stepped on the clouds and looked at him coldly.
"Jiao Soul?" Sensing the spirituality from the Xuanyuan Sword Box, Yang Taixu recognized the details of the worm.
"Boy, what's hidden in the box behind you?" If the extreme aura is present, the insect is inexplicably irritable, and there is even more faint uneasiness.
"I can't tell my seniors." Yang Taixu's eyes looked past the insects and looked at Jiang Dongliu, who had not been seen for a long time in the formation.
Oddly enough.
While looking at each other, the spirit of the sword box was stimulated by something, and without urging, it spontaneously buzzed.
"Feeling familiar?" Yang Taixu felt the emotions coming from the sword box.
Even the sword, which had not moved at all since it was included in the sword box, had a surging white light coming out of the box.
When he saw this white light, the body of the insect was cold, and he had a sense of crisis with a sharp blade hanging on his head, and he didn't dare to move at all.
"Do you want to get close to him?" Yang Taixu whispered and slowly walked towards Jiang Chuan.
Jiao Worm's eyes changed, and he threatened fiercely:
"Boy, if you dare to move the Jiang boy today, even if the heavens come down in the future, it will be difficult to save your life."
"The seniors behaved like this, which made the younger generations more and more curious." Yang Taixu's footsteps did not stop, and he came to the front of the formation.
Sensing the emotions that came from the sword box from time to time, he made a move that Jiaoworm did not expect.
Untie the sword case.
The Xuanyuan sword box stood on the flat ground, emitting a black light, covering Jiang Chuan's body, as if he was investigating something.
When the brilliance fell to the neck, a jade ring slowly floated under the urging of the black light.
This is the storage jade ring that Jiang Chuan obtained in Qiandao Lake.
The sword case spat out a white light, erasing the mark on the jade ring, and the black light followed the jade ring, looking for the qi that made it familiar.
After a while, a blood-red jade the size of a pigeon's egg flew out of the jade ring.
At the moment when this thing appeared, the Xuanyuan sword box buzzed and vibrate, and the sword of the Divine Sword was endless.
Yang Taixu understood the meaning.
"The master's breath?"
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