Chapter 42: Practice

"This can't be!" Han Zizi said in a lost voice. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's only been a few days, how can he reach the realm of inference?" patted his head and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

Han Zizai walked a few steps quickly, came to Han Zixie, and walked around, but after looking at it for a long time, he couldn't see a reason.

"Uncle, why do you look at me like this, I'll be shy. Han Zixie was a little confused, and he didn't know what Han Zizai was doing.

"Strange, why did you come here?" Han Zizi ignored Han Zixie, but he couldn't see a reason for watching it for a long time.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Han Zixi was a little anxious, and some doubted whether his uncle was suffering from Alzheimer's.

"That's it, it's also your blessing that you can have this creation. For a long time, Han Zizai retracted his gaze and didn't think about it.

"Since you can deduce the Zixu, then you have the ability to deduce the formation talisman according to the formation, I will give you the magic of the Holy Lian Array now, and then use the technique of the Holy Lian Array as a reference to condense your own formation talisman. ”

Han Zizai put his finger in front of his mouth, then closed his eyes, and began to chant a spell, and white characters flew out of Han Zizai's mouth, flew towards Han Zixie, wrapped Han Zixie, penetrated Han Zixie, and finally submerged all into Han Zixie's brain.

"Pain, pain, pain......" Han Zixi hugged his head and rolled on the ground, looking very painful.

"I said, why do you have to make people so miserable when you teach the Fa?" Han Zi rested for half a while before he eased up.

Just when Han Zixi was cultivating with Han Zizai, on a barren mountain in Xianyin Village, there were few trees here, most of them were earth and stones, and they were barren.

Bang!

A huge mountain rock exploded directly with a bang, setting off the dust mist in the sky, and a black long sword flew out of the dust mist, and there was a figure behind the black sword.

The cold and arrogant eyes seemed to have no focus, the dark eyes were full of calm, the black hair, scattered in the ears, the back of the sky blue shirt had a dragon pattern emitting a golden light, a perfect face, handsome had to make people secretly amazed, and there was a cold aura around him.

Mi Qi's figure flashed, stepped on the black sword, and after flying in the sky for several circles, it landed on a boulder.

"You have completely mastered the art of flying with the sword, which is beyond my expectations, and now I will teach you the illusionary sword shadow technique. Feng Qianmu stood up with the Cloud Piercing Sword next to him.

He pointed two fingers to the center of his eyebrows, and a small orange sword phantom was pulled out from the center of Feng Qianmu's eyebrows, and then rotated around Feng Qianmu's fingers, and there were countless dense words on the small sword phantom, which was pointed by Feng Qianmu to the top of the eyebrows, and it was submerged into the center of the eyebrows.

On the streets of the village, Yan Xitian and Xia Beina rarely walked together, both listless.

"Alas, Brother Mi Qianding followed Master Feng to cultivate, but he didn't allow us to follow, it's so boring!" Yan Xitian looked melancholy, just like a little resentful woman.

"That's right, because we don't have enough personnel in the Yichen Four Elephant Immortal Class, and the Immortal Mansion doesn't let us take the task, it's really boring. Charbena was similarly melancholy.

"By the way, why didn't Han Zixie see any trace of him?

"What the hell knows? I didn't keep an eye on him, and besides, what was he doing to me. Xia Beina's eyes were white, and she looked like she didn't care about herself.

"That's right. Yan Xitian agreed.