Chapter 212: Trapped
"Hehe, Brother Xiong is really suspicious...... Wan Mi smiled leisurely, seeing that Xiong Lin was still frowning, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, there is indeed a little bit of calculation!"
Xiong Lin raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at each other.
"Brother Xiong, please look at this Qinghuang Taiji ......" Wan Mi pointed upwards and said, "Have you ever seen any difference?"
Xiong Lin raised his head, frowned and looked carefully, and gradually saw some differences, and said: "This Qinghuang Taiji, the direction of rotation seems to be wrong......
Previously, outside the Qiankun Mirror, Xiong Lin remembered that the Qinghuang Taiji in the mirror was rotated, and it was said that when entering the Qiankun Mirror, looking from the bottom up, the Qinghuang Taiji should be reversed.
However, at this time, the green and yellow Tai Chi above turned out to be in a smooth rotation. This shows that if you look outside the Qiankun mirror at this time, the Qinghuang Taiji should be reversed.
That is to say, after they entered the Qiankun Mirror, the direction of Qinghuang Taiji changed!
Xiong Lin's heart suddenly moved, he turned his eyes to look at Wan Mi, frowned and asked, "Miss Wan, this Qinghuang Taiji turns to change, what else can you say?"
Wan Mi nodded, and said with a snicker: "It's not a big deal, after eighteen years, Qinghuang Taiji will naturally return to normal...... But these eighteen years......"
"Eighteen years?" Xiong Lin frowned, a trace of bad feeling suddenly flashed in his heart, and he asked urgently: "What will happen in these eighteen years?"
"Hee-hee...... In the past eighteen years, no entry from the outside, no entry from the inside!" Wan Mi replied with a chuckle.
"Eighteen years, can't go out?" Xiong Lin's figure was suddenly shocked, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
Eighteen years, trapped here for eighteen years. If it's nothing important, that's fine. What's more, there are two turbid qi formed by the opening of the heavens. But it is a rare place of retreat. Eighteen years of retreat will soon pass.
But. Don't forget, fifteen years later, there will be a treasure competition, which is related to whether Xiong Lin can become the son of Yiyuanlou Yiyuan!
If you go out again after eighteen years, it will be too late.
Seeing the vastness of the Three Thousand Small Worlds, without the One Yuan Building as a platform, there will undoubtedly be great restrictions on Xiong Lin's future cultivation and development.
The identity of the son of one yuan will be a great opportunity! If you miss it, how far-reaching the impact will be. Xiong Lin is unpredictable.
Although he has his own self-confidence, he will not decide his future achievements and life and death because of an identity. However, this does not mean that he can let go of the big opportunity he has at will.
What's more, it was still calculated by others, so he missed a big opportunity! Thinking of this, Xiong Lin looked at Wan Mi coldly. For the other party's words, Xiong Lin will not believe them all. Thoughts were racing in my heart. Looking for a way out.
"The Getaway Technique, I tried it just now, I can't get out...... Xiong Lin's mind turned, and he vetoed the Getaway. Instantly, two more methods came to mind: "Try to move the blood slip first, and see if you can move it out...... If not......"
Xiong Lin thought, and looked up at Wan Mi opposite. Looking at the azure gauze on her body, her heart moved slightly: "Finally." I can only try it, and I can get out as I want...... Relying on the spirituality of the heavenly mask!"
"I just don't know when it will be. Will the other party say yes...... If you don't agree, you can't say it......" Xiong Lin thought of this, and his eyes couldn't help but flash a hint of fierceness.
The color flashed, but Wan Mi seemed to be aware, frowning slightly, seeing Xiong Lin's eyes and face, he seemed to guess what Xiong Lin thought, and immediately smiled and said: "Daoist friends don't believe it, want to borrow my heavenly clothes to try?"
"Hmph, if you really get to that point, I can't say that you really have to borrow the Daoist Friendship Heavenly Clothes......" Xiong Lin said coldly.
Wan Mi's calculation is obviously to cut off his great opportunity. He didn't believe it, as Wan Mi, he wouldn't know the importance of the Treasure Competition in fifteen years to him, a candidate for the son of Yuan.
knew it, but at this time, he was pulled into this Qiankun mirror and trapped him for eighteen years, which can be regarded as a life-and-death feud that obstructs people's avenues!
"I just don't know, the power of Vientiane collapse, can it break through the defense of Tianyi?" Xiong Lin frowned suddenly, and found that there seemed to be some trouble.
If he can't break through the defense of Tianyi, then he can't do anything about the other party, if he can break through the defense, he will inevitably destroy Tianyi, and then he can still stimulate the spirituality of Tianyi and help him get out of trouble?
"Hehe, Brother Xiong borrowed it...... Wan Mi was unexpectedly generous, or unexpectedly confident, and said with a smile: "If you don't try, Brother Xiong won't give up if you want to!"
Wan Mi's generosity made Xiong Lin's entanglement solve head-on. It's just that seeing the other party look so confident, Xiong Lin's mood is even heavier.
"Could it be that you really can't get out?" Xiong Lin inevitably thought to himself. But in an instant, Xiong Lin threw this thought away again, just looked at Wan Mi coldly, and said, "I hope you will do what you say!"
Wan Mi smiled slightly, and a blue light flashed on his body, and the cyan heavenly robe suddenly flew up, fluttering down, turning into a wisp of green yarn and falling on its hand.
Immediately, I saw her holding a cyan gauze in her hand, handed it over and said, "You can try it now!"
Xiong Lin's heart moved, he stretched out his hand to take it, and said with a smile: "It's okay, then I'll try ......"
The cyan gauze is almost nothing, as if it is just a ball of fresh air. Since the other party was so generous, Xiong Lin immediately changed his mind and tried it first, if it didn't work, he could only see if the blood slip could be used.
"Earth Emperor ......" took the heavenly clothes, and Xiong Lin snorted softly in his heart.
Since entering this Qiankun mirror, the Earth Emperor has returned to the Earth Emperor's robe, and he has never come out again.
"Xiong Lin ......" The voice of the Earth Emperor came into his mind, and he said: "You are surrounded by pure spiritual energy, I can't adapt to it...... Go down quickly, into the turbid breath of the earth, and I will come out...... Moreover, those turbid qi of the earth are of great benefit to the earth's imperial robe......"
"Fluttering ......" There was a sound of flapping wings, and on the cyan clothes, the blue light flashed, and the blue bird concubine appeared. It seemed to enjoy the light spirit around him, and the cyan bird swirled and flew on the cyan heavenly clothes, opening his mouth from time to time to swallow the light spirit qi around him.
"Delicious...... It's delicious......" cries the cyan bird, swallowing.
When Xiong Lin saw this, he was a little clear. Tianyi is generated in the pure spirit qi, and the pure spirit qi is permeated all around, which is naturally the delicacy of this cyan bird, and the mulch film is generated in the turbid qi of the earth, and the turbidity of the earth is the delicacy of the emperor of the earth.
As his mind turned, Xiong Lin asked in his heart, "Earth Emperor, do you know how to stimulate the spirituality of the Heavenly Clothes and the Mulch Membrane?"
"I don't know......" The Earth Emperor replied in Xiong Lin's figure: "I am the instrument spirit of the Earth Emperor's robe, not the instrument spirit of the mulch!"
Xiong Lin frowned when he heard this, and looked up at Wan Mi, it seemed that he could only learn from her. It's just, who knew she wouldn't be in trouble?
Wan Mi seemed to have expected it, turned over his hand and took out a jade slip, handed it over, and said, "With this method, you can stimulate the spirituality of the heavenly cloth!"
Seeing that the other party was so cooperative, Xiong Lin stretched his eyebrows slightly, took the jade slip, and his spiritual sense probed into it. There were only three sets of spirit seals recorded in the jade slip, and Xiong Lin learned them in a moment.
At that moment, Xiong Lin flew upward, came to the green and yellow Taiji, and put the cyan Tianyi under the eyes of the cyan fish in the yellow Taiji fish.
The cyan heavenly clothes are as light as nothing, and they can even float quietly in a clear spiritual aura.
Xiong Lin stood under the cyan Taiji fish's yellow fish eye, running the true yuan, Xiong Lin pinched a spirit seal, and waved his hand to hit the cyan Taiji fish's yellow fish eye above.
"Hum ......" Qinghuang Taiji trembled slightly, as if he had reacted, and suddenly the blue and yellow light burst out, and a pillar of light shot out from the cyan fish eye and the yellow fish eye, enveloping the cyan Tianyi and the bear forest, just like when he came in before.
In the cyan pillar of light, the cyan heavenly clothes began to excite spirituality, emitting cyan light, and began to merge with the cyan pillar of light.
And Xiong Lin's body also began to excite yellow light, intersecting with the surrounding yellow pillars of light.
Everything was the same as when he came in before, Xiong Lin's heart moved slightly, and his face showed a hint of joy. Look at this, it seems that you can get out?
"But, why can't Wan Mi go out?" Xiong Lin Gang was a little happy, and suddenly remembered Wan Mi's self-confidence, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the other party, but saw that she still had a confident smile on her face at this time.
"What's going on?" Seeing Wan Mi's expression, Xiong Lin was puzzled, and then suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the yellow pillar of light that enveloped his body, "No!
Sure enough, the yellow pillars of light shrouded in the surroundings, visible to the naked eye, gradually began to weaken, became illusory, and faintly had a tendency to dissipate.
Xiong Lin raised his eyes and looked at the opposite side, and the cyan pillar of light that shrouded the cyan sky was indeed gradually becoming illusory, showing signs of dissipation.
"Is it really impossible to get out?" Xiong Lin's face changed, "Or is the trick wrong?"
"Pop ......" two crisp sounds almost at the same time, and the yellow and cyan pillars of light dissipated at the same time.
Xiong Lin was still in this Qiankun mirror and did not go out.
Looking up at the Qinghuang Taiji spinning above, Xiong Lin's face was extremely ugly at this time.
"Brother Xiong...... You should believe it this time......" Wan Mi stepped forward, waved his hand to accept the cyan heavenly clothes, the gauze unfolded, Wan Mi put the heavenly clothes back on, and said with a smile: "Brother Xiong, why should you worry, eighteen years later, Qinghuang Taiji will turn to recovery, and then we can go out...... For the past 18 years, Quan Dang has been in retreat here...... It's hard to find such a good retreat outside!"
"Hmph!" Xiong Lin snorted coldly, glanced at the other party with horizontal eyes, and did not answer her words. Instead, he flipped his hand, the blood flashed, and he took out a moving blood slip!
Use the Shifting Blood Jane to move the teleportation to see if you can get this Qiankun Mirror, this is also Xiong Lin's last resort!
"Move the blood ......" Wan Mi's eyes lit up, and then he shook his head and said: "Teleportation is useless, Brother Xiong better not waste this rare thing!"
Xiong Lin's heart moved, and he looked at the other party.
Wan Mi seemed to know what Xiong Lin meant, and said with a chuckle: "Brother Xiong is a candidate for the son of Yiyuan Lou Yiyuan, how can I, Vientiane Pavilion, not check the roots of Brother Xiong......
Speaking of this, Wan Mi seemed to think of something, and suddenly said: "Your Xiong family can produce you and Xiong Ling, it's really an accident!" (To be continued......)