Chapter Seventy-Two: One Night's Divine Thought Begins to Succeed
The sun rises and sets, and in the blink of an eye, it is another three days, and the border towns have begun to have the figures of ordinary people one after another, and they return home one by one very carefully, looking at the scene that is no different from when they left, it seems that the only thing that has changed is that there are three extra people in the field, which are very different from ordinary temperaments, quite extraordinary. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Look, who's that?"
Some people were quick to speak, pointed to the beautiful back of one of them, and said loudly.
"Oh my God...... Yes, it's the fairy from the beginning......"
"It's really her, the immortal blesses, the immortal blesses......"
Some of the people bowed their heads, muttering respectful words in their mouths, and their attitudes were extremely reverent, and for a while, everyone knelt in a circle around the three of them, and prayed incessantly, and the bursts of chanting resounded into one after another, and became the only sound in the small town for several days.
Youruo and the others were not disturbed by this, and they still looked up at the darkness of the sky, and even their expressions did not change, and a strange tacit understanding appeared among everyone.
"It's been nine days, why hasn't he shown up yet?"
There was silence in the field, only the words that seemed to be whispering to herself sounded, the moon Mei heard the sound, sighed in her heart, and she couldn't answer, for today's plan, she can only hope for the only vision in the sky, but it has been looking forward to it for nine days.
"Youruo, we ......"
At this time, it was extremely abrupt, and the sky flashed with silver in a flash, like thunder, but there was no trace of gloom appearing, and the dazzling light was bright for a moment, as if even the sun could not compare to it.
Such a vision shocked the audience, and the sound of fear came from the mouths of the people, and the sound of the sound was instantaneous, and the scene could not open their eyes, and they all hugged each other, trembling.
Where have they seen this kind of situation, if it weren't for the presence of immortals, they might have been so frightened that they cried and fled in all directions.
The three of them were stunned for a moment, this escaping flash was nothing else, it was the expression of the soul aura that was extremely strong, so majestic, so vast.
"This—this is ......"
"It's him, he's still alive" The heart that hung was completely put down, excited, and even full of disbelief with the moonlight, this young man who always brings miracles has really proved himself with miracles again, and in just three years, he has reached such a state.
Indeed...... Broke through, Shen Nianzang?"
The fat man laughed, and his fat body trembled, "This bastard, it's not in vain that the fat man waits for him for so many days without eating or drinking, okay, haha......"
Suddenly, the silver light converged in an instant, and everyone only felt that the light flashed and disappeared, and then, the sky that was still dark was replaced by a figure in a cyan robe, standing upright, with his left palm in a void, suspended in mid-air.
From a distance, it seems to be an object the size of a palm, but it is not real to see how it is.
For Yang Xuan, this trip to the ghost palace can be described as turbulent and dangerous, if he confronted the blood-marked ghost fox, there was no words to provoke, and finally seized the opportunity that flashed away, at this moment, including himself, it is impossible to say that everyone has died, becoming a living soul walking together on the Huangquan Road.
If you don't stick to the idea in your heart in front of the living soul inkstone and fight to the end, then what appears in front of everyone now can't be said to be a "Yang Xuan" who has changed his soul, that's it.
Fortunately, although all this is a crisis, it has been passed without danger.
As for this living soul inkstone, the soul artifact that Bai Cangke's predecessors said, but the effect is extraordinary, and the soul source breath accumulated over thousands of years has actually allowed him to break through the first level, roughly in the later stage of the realm of knowledge, the divine mind is hidden.
At this moment, the divine thought turned into an entity, and the technique of attacking and injuring the enemy could also be used, Yang Xuan only felt that the world in front of him was clearer, and when he comprehended the mystery of the attribute in the past, most of the obscure and difficult details had already been figured out, and the improvement of strength was not just as simple as a little bit.
His gaze fell on the living inkstone in his left palm, Yang Xuan smiled slightly, and now this treasure can be regarded as revealing his true face.
A short rod of less than a foot in length, the lines are shining with silver light, standing in the middle of the palm-sized square ink inkstone, moving slowly, the trajectory is quite mysterious, obscure and inexplicable, this is the whole of the living spirit inkstone, and I want to come to the majestic ghost palace, which is transformed by this ink inkstone.
With a shake of his hand, the living spirit inkstone suddenly disappeared from his palm, but it had already appeared in Yang Xuan's mind, sitting in the sea of knowledge, and the vast soul energy in it was churning with the movement of the short stick, quite a magnificent momentum, thinking that if he was against the enemy in the future, this divine thought would definitely be able to achieve miraculous results.
I don't know why, when Zhihai was fighting, the green mang suddenly appeared, and Yang Xuan immediately thought of the pillar stone jade pendant on his chest, but the two-inch long object, which did not look noble and mysterious, had repeatedly saved him from danger.
"Although I don't know where you come from, one day, I will understand," Yang Xuan muttered to himself, rubbing the cool-to-the-touch jade pendant with one hand.
The thought showed that Yang Xuan couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a long roar, the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the four fields, and a cloud in the sky even dissipated because of this, revealing a brighter sun and light.
At this moment, all the people also lost their previous panic, and looked at the man in green shirt flying in the air with surprise on their faces.
"Again, again...... Immortals"
"Uh-huh!"
"Frontier City...... There are so many immortals coming?"
"Oh my God, it seems that the legend from a thousand years ago is true"
......
The recovered people began to talk nonsense, looking at the immortals flying down from the sky, and the three immortals on the ground seemed to be talking about something, and some of the bold and some were eager to step forward.
In order to be favored by the immortals, he also cultivates an immortal, learns a Tao or something, such an opportunity is not something that anyone can meet, this deserted city can be said to be blessed by God, and there have been many immortals in recent years.
Yang Xuan's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of everyone, still with that smile on his face, but in his heart, he was slightly surprised, "Why are there only a few of you?"
"Besides, you kid has no news, there must be something in people's homes, this is nine days, if it weren't for me, a careless person......" Speaking of this, the fat man's back was cold, and he suddenly thought of something, coughed lightly a few times and spoke again:
"Uh...... There are also Youruo Girl and Elder Yuemei, who are waiting for you when they die...... We've been far away."
As soon as he said this, the fat man only felt that the coolness of the placket immediately dissipated, and the whole person couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his heart was a little stupid.
"Uh...... You mean, it took me nine days to break through?"
The fat man didn't speak, nodded slightly, and then took advantage of the fact that the other two didn't pay attention, and snuggled his mouth, facing the direction of Youruo, while squeezing his eyebrows and making small movements.
Yang Xuan was a little puzzled, puzzled, turned his head in a daze, looked at the rosy face, and for a while, he didn't know how to speak.
On the contrary, it was Yuemei, who shook her head helplessly, and took over the conversation, so that the scene was not so embarrassing, like this little girl, she has seen the big one since she was a child, what do you think, where can you escape her eyes?
It's just that what I didn't expect was that at the beginning of Da Luo's battle, this girl was just looking for a playmate, just like what she said with Yang Xuan at that time, but looking at the current situation, I am afraid that she is sincere.
"Yang Xuan, is there a place to go?"
"Uh...... Not yet"
"Well, it's okay to go back to the palace with Aunt Mei? I think you are a material that can be made, I don't know if you have any thoughts about entering my Wangtian Palace?"
Hearing this, Yang Xuan had not yet made a sound, but the fat man's eyes immediately widened, Wangtian Palace, that is the only five-grade sect in the entire Southern Regions, a behemoth-like existence, and the cultivation resources in it, the treasure land fairyland is countless, it can be said that by joining the Wangtian Palace, the monk really has the opportunity to ascend to the sky in one step.
For a while, the fat man was anxious like something, scratching his ears and cheeks, looking at Yang Xuan's hesitation, wanting to speak and stopping, he couldn't wait to push it aside, and he stepped forward to come down.
"Why? You don't want to?"
Youruo, who had been silent, finally spoke, and opened his mouth with a faint look of displeasure, with a pair of big eyes that were both annoyed and pleading, just staring at him in a daze.
Yang Xuan shook his head slightly, "Aunt Mei invited, Yang Xuan is honored, but ...... But there's still something to do."
At this time, he thought of the words of the "step seal" of the "illusion" he had experienced in the ghost palace, and he was eager to go back and see if the Chongwu Sect that introduced him into the path of cultivation had really been razed to the ground.
Although it was just an illusion, and even ninety percent of the time it was fake, he still wanted to see it with his own eyes, it had nothing to do with attachment or not, it was just to reassure himself.
"Must it be done?"
"It must be done!"
"That's good," he smiled abruptly, "I'll go with you, Aunt Mei, no problem, right?"
"This ......"
"You Nizi, I really can't do anything about you" Yuemei shook her head helplessly, acquiescing to her idea.
Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "Okay, I'm going to the Chongwu Sect to verify one thing......"
After that, he first rose to the sky and flew towards the direction of the Chongwu Gate in his memory, and the other three followed closely behind, and left here in the surprise of the people.
"Eh, where are the immortals?"
"Don't go, you still confiscate me as an apprentice?"
"Oops!" the ordinary people beat their chests one by one, hating themselves for being so hesitant and delaying the big thing, and in their chagrin, they even began to complain to each other.
Their voices of discussion were not in everyone's ears, at this moment in the sky, Yang Xuan was flying and hurrying, while briefly explaining to them what was about all the words that the "Bu Feng" said in the ghost palace illusion, of course, he skipped the charming part, such as Youruo, such as Fang Fei'er......
Ahead is a familiar scenery of mountains, rivers, grass and trees, the end of the world is bleak, thousands of rivers in the red land, all the way, passing through the lush mountains, withered yellow Gobi, until the appearance of the place that has been imprinted in the depths of Yang Xuan's memory......