The stone cave opened, and Luo Tianmen's spiritual sense was empowered to refine the method, and Xu Zhuo was enlightened.

The spiritual sense is enlightened, and the essence of the sound lotus is seen in an instant.

Bagua, countless images of gossip, round, flat, folded, or twisted, flat, three-dimensional, according to a rhythm that Xu Zhuo could not understand at this time, are trembling and stretching.

The shape of each hexagram is different, and a new sound lotus is formed, and the trembling amplitude of each hexagram is unequal, and it is a new sound lotus, and there are eight trigrams that are expanding and shrinking, and then the sound lotus of various colors, all kinds of sound lotus with word sound fluctuations, began to spread in Xu Zhuo's mind space.

The earthy yellow stone cave is not a stone cave, but Xu Zhuo's spiritual aura. When the stone cave is opened, the spiritual aperture is opened.

Since the spiritual aperture was suddenly opened, Xu Zhuo's induction of the sound lotus has become more detailed and accurate.

However, at this time, he did not know this qiē.

Countless deformation gossip appeared in the mind, what kind of situation was that, what kind of intoxicating scene!

He was immersed in this boundless sea of metamorphosis gossip.

It seems that every metamorphosis gossip has a special meaning, that is, a kind of gossip with the charm of the avenue, rather than a dry hexagram explained by Mr. Yi Tangling in books. Every trembling of the gossip is accompanied by the change of the yin, and every time the gossip is transformed, there is the yang at work.

This is a world he has never been exposed to, a new realm of gossip, and unlike the boring interpretation of the meaning of Yi Tang's Yi, this is a living, tangible, evolution and flow of gossip that is displayed in the space of his mind.

The gossip deduction in this way is not only vivid, but also full of charm and magic.

The sound lotus hexagram technique is formed by the transformation of this gossip, and the spiritual consciousness will also be refined by Xu Zhuo through copying and reducing the deformation of the gossip.

Hexagram, according to Xu Zhuo's thoughts at this time, must have been formed by the combination of these various deformation gossip.

This also means that as long as he masters the types, quantities, and ways of transformation of the transformation bagua, he can easily learn all kinds of hexagrams that he has observed, and even through guò's deduction of the transformation bagua, he may create new hexagrams!

Create your own hexagram, what an exciting thing!

Soon, he saw through the composition and changes of the first "mixed" character lotus, the number and types of deformation Bagua, the deformation of Bagua, and the expansion and contraction of Bagua.

The nine deformation gossip, the six transformation methods, are intertwined with each other in a peculiar way, constantly expanding and contracting, constantly growing and waning, and in this transformation, the nine deformed gossip is so magically combined to form a single text!

This word is exactly "mixed"!

"I see!"

Xu Zhuo couldn't help but exclaim. This is the admiration of the mind, although he wants to make a sound, but because he only has consciousness in the dimensional space, and the physical body cannot sense it, the sound is actually not produced.

To be able to come up with such a way to combine the transformation gossip, this person must be a genius in hexagram arts, a genius among geniuses in cultivation.

Then, he began to try to condense the gossip in his mind space, trying to transform it.

The first, failure!

The second.

Third.

Four.

Because it is his own mental space, his consciousness can condense the image of gossip at will according to his own mind, and condense any number of gossip at will.

But, that's just how he feels. In the real realm of cultivation, there is a limit to the amount of gossip that a practitioner's consciousness or spiritual consciousness can condense in their own mental space every day, and the higher the realm of cultivation, the more quantity and quality of the gossip condensed, and the higher the probability of success.

Yes!

For the eleventh time, Xu Zhuo finally condensed the first gossip in his life in the space of consciousness.

Then, deform.

Countless failures, then trying, success!

Then, then condense, and then transform.

......

When the last one, that is, the ninth transformation gossip, succeeded, he actually intertwined these nine transformation gossip at once!

Then, the word "mixed" automatically loomed, the first word sound fluctuated, the first sound lotus, Xu Zhuo was restored!

Psychics.

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"Hey, Yu Liang has been defeated, this time Zizhumen is afraid that he will withdraw from the secular experience competition of all races. ”

"It's still Senior Brother Luo who is fast, as soon as this kid gets out of trouble, you will include him in your dimensional small space. Now, I'm afraid that the junior brother has already given him your Luo Tianmen Refining Divine Technique. This kid reacted well, and the sword in the sky was able to escape in time, and he was clever enough. ”

"Senior Brother Sima, Xu Zhuo entered my Luo Tianmen, this is what I told you at the top of the tower. Senior brother can't go back. ”

"Then, it depends on whether he can escape from the big battle this time, right? The battle formation of the demon clan is not simple, let's talk about it if he can survive. ”

"Okay, that's it—"

"What my Sima Chan said, will not count?—— you let this kid out now, pick up the divine consciousness transmission of my human race's power, the third item of the Tianmen disciple assessment starts early, and the assessment content: Escape to the top of Qingmeng Mountain in the east during the war. Ladies and gentlemen, let out all the assessment disciples you have saved. ”

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(Well, no, how can there be a strange sense of spied on.) Who, who?)

"Elder Luo, I, what's wrong with me? I can actually hear you talking!

"I didn't expect you kid to be so lucky to cultivate your spiritual sense in less than a cup of tea. Not bad, not bad. ”

"Ah, it's not good! The demon clan battle array sword qi, the dimensional space is going to be broken-"

Xu Zhuo only felt that his mind was confused, and he was awake again, he had returned to the real world, and landed in the grove east of Dengxiandae;

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Xu Zhuo and a few rescued Tianmen examiners stood by the grove east of Dengxiantai, their faces dazed and at a loss.

The light, the sword light in the sky, the roar of the sky shook the earth, and the sword light duel, one after another sword rays emanated from the shock wave, flying all over the sky.

The battle of the innate masters of the three clans is not at all something that a few of their cultivated cultivators of the acquired realm can participate in, even if they come out of the dimensional space and fall outside the aftermath of the attack of the temporary war, they are not worried about the frontal attack, but as long as they are shot by the colorful sword that splashes out and dances in mid-air, they will also die.

Contemplation.

Xu Zhuo was concentrating on comprehending the application of the Sound Lotus Hexagram Technique, while recalling the spiritual knowledge and refining technique cultivated in the dimensional space, while observing the battle situation and searching for possible retreats. Now, because of the creation of spiritual consciousness, he can use four things at the same time in the real world.

"Run, you have to escape, you must not stay here anymore. All ethnic forces, all battle formations, a great war. In this big war, in the face of the battle array, I am afraid that it is the existence above the innate Zài, that is, the Yi Wu will also fall. My cultivation is too weak, and if I fight together, I will only have a dead end when I arrive!"

In the cultivation world, Yi Wu fights, and Yi Xiu calculates.

"I, Sima Chan, a disciple of the true lineage of Tianmen, announced that the third assessment content of the Tianmen disciple assessment: Shun Lì escaped in the battle, and thus fled to the top of Qingmeng Mountain in the east. Now, the assessment begins!"

Suddenly, a Yin Lian exploded in Xu Zhuo's mental space, "Remember, there is hope if you are alive; if you want to become a Yi martial artist with ambition and ideals, you must be self-reliant, self-reliant, and take your destiny into your own hands! If any of you escape this battle, you will officially become the outer disciple of my Nine Heavenly Gates." Only the Gate of Heaven is the land of bliss for practitioners, only the Gate of Heaven is the land of freedom for practitioners, and only the Gate of Heaven is the realm of happiness for practitioners. The dynasty and the rest of the tribes are ......"

One by one, the sound of the words turned into a sound lotus, and was beaten into the minds of Xu Zhuo and other assessment disciples by the congenital powerhouse Sima Chan with the small sound lotus hexagram technique, and in an instant, the second order exploded in his mind.

"Run!"

The light, the sword light that filled the sky, blasted from the sky towards the Nine Heavenly Gate Battle Arrays of the Human Race.

Rumble......

With a loud bang, the sword light collapsed, and countless sword rays, dazzling and dazzling, flew in the air, and splashed in front of Xu Zhuo and the six people in a moment.

"Ah......h

A Tianmen seed player who was still dizzy and didn't have time to wake up to find out the situation shot his chest and neck for several swords splashing around, and his face was hit by six swords, the sword swords didn't enter the face bones, burrowed into his brain, and he couldn't help screaming in pain, his face continued to twitch, and then he fell to the ground with a "plop" and kicked his legs a few times, killing him.

"Get down!"

Xu Zhuo shouted, grabbed the assessor standing in his right hand, pushed to the right, and then his body fell to the right violently, just pressing on the person's body, "pounced", the two fell to the ground, and several black swords carried the sharp wind, and flew over their heads.

"Not good, roll left. ”

Holding the man's back waist with both hands, Yuantian Zhenyuan urged, arm strength, waist strength, leg strength, and the initial cultivation of the condensation hexagram was ten percent blessed.

At this critical juncture of life and death, Xu Zhuo had already spread out the divine consciousness he had just cultivated, and barely observed the situation at a distance of one zhang around him; the sky was full of flying directionless sword rays, and there were two black sword rays, falling from the sky, and the place where they fell was the place where the two fell.

Bang Bang –

The sword struck a palm-sized bluestone into pieces and sank into the ground.

The stone ground rolled, the flesh and skin collided with the bluestone, and the two of them were covered in blood, and when they turned around, they saw the bluestone being smashed into pieces by the sword and flying in the air.

Xu Zhuo was shocked and helped this Tianmen examiner who was about the same age as him, stood up, took his right hand, and said, "Little Wu, go, follow me." Run, run for your life first. ”

Xiao Wu is Wang Meng, who lives next door to Xu Zuo in Qingyang Cottage, in room No. 9, and has a good relationship with Xu Zuo, and is very lucky to pass the guò Tianling Root test, and has a congenital earth spirit root of Qingyang Cottage minions.

Unexpectedly, he also concealed his cultivation and advanced to the acquired realm.

"Yes, Brother Zo. ”

Wang Meng looked at the life-threatening sword in the sky in a panic, and subconsciously replied, showing a resolute and resolute expression on his face from time to time; then grabbed Xu Zhuo's right hand tightly, ran with both feet, and ran towards the back of the Terran Nine Heavenly Gate Battle Array;

Behind the Nine Heavenly Gate Battle Arrays of the Human Race, there is a glimmer of opportunity to escape from the Ascension to Heaven.

A dream, dreaming into the dimensional space, into the body of this child named Wang Meng Wang Xiaowu, and then going to this Doutian Continent, encountering such a strange picture; no, no, it must be a dream, absolutely absolutely a dream; I close my eyes again, and I sleep.

- No, my hand hurts, it's my little hand, it's really my little hand. My god is good, it really hurts, it really seems to have really crossed. It's so dangerous, if it weren't for this "Brother Zhuo" who saved himself twice, my Wang Meng would really return to heaven. Maybe I'll wear it back when I get back to heaven. I, the day, his immortal, God, my Wang Mengke must not die here in such a daze, this Doutian Doutian Continent.

The two of them spread their calves, stepped away from their tender feet in straw sandals, couldn't lose their shoulders, ran hard, panting and panting, and finally temporarily escaped the aftermath of the sword light of the battle array.