Chapter 359 The innate ability to escape

Author: The Leaf Against the Water

Chapter 359 The innate ability to escape

"Master!"

Jiang Yang passed by the lake, and Mu Yao's Qinggong fell down.

She smiled and looked very happy: "Young Master has broken through the Eighth Scenery and the Eighth Level?"

Jiang Yang nodded slightly and took a look at the opponent's cultivation. She benefited a lot from experiencing Jiang Yang's enlightenment in person at that time. She soon understood the power of heaven and earth, coupled with the effect of the barrier-breaking pill, and captured the Can Dao Sect.

With the accumulation of elixir resources, the cultivation level has successfully broken through the sixth level of the Eight Scenery.

"Where are the others?" Jiang Yang asked casually as he strolled along the lake to the bamboo forest.

Mu Yao followed up with brisk steps, obviously in a good mood, with a slight smile on her fair and delicate face: "Mother has not left seclusion yet, but I heard from mother that your advice is very effective, I might wait until

Maybe you can gain something after leaving the customs."

She continued: "Thanks to Young Master, Junior Sister Sang and Junior Sister Bai are also expected to comprehend the power of heaven and earth, and are now in retreat."

"Really?" Jiang Yang is quite satisfied. This growth rate is very good. Although opportunities like enlightenment are not common, there are only so many bottlenecks in the cultivation of the Eight Sceneries. Now he has completed most of them, and there are still "

Before taking the "Tongming Pill", Jiang Yang was confident that he could drag them to the eighth level of the Eight Views.

As for Xiantian, the sooner you reach the perfection of the Eight Sceneries, the higher the chance of entering Xiantian. Mu Yao is obviously very promising.

Although Sang Ning and Bai Qing are worse, they will still have opportunities in the future.

Jiang Yang is not too obsessed with these things. The resources he uses were originally left by the ancestors of the Danchen Sect. Now they are used to support the sect.

…

Without the threat of Can Dao Sect, Sichen Sect disciples have been going out a lot recently, so they have found some places where ghosts are haunted.

However, all ghosts and monsters are relatively low-level, and Jiang Yang has only absorbed the energy of the scroll for about one or two hundred days.

Not much, just better than nothing.

This little energy from the scroll cannot temporarily increase the level of the "Sky Vault Sunset Sword", and other Jiang Yang does not particularly need improvement, so it will be put aside for the time being.

…

It's almost spring.

During this period, except for returning, Jiang Yang stayed in Sichenzong to consolidate his realm.

The realm of "Shokuchi" is almost reaching perfection, but the realm of "Tian Tong" is still a little short of perfection because it was achieved through taking drugs.

By this time, Mu Miaoyin had also left seclusion.

Whether it is winter or spring, the climate in the valley where Sichenzong is located is always warm and warm.

Inside the small bamboo pavilion in the bamboo forest outside the attic.

Mu Miaoyin, wearing a purple dress, sat opposite Jiang Yang.

Mu Yao sat on the left side.

There is tea and various exquisite snacks on the small tea table in the pavilion.

Jiang Yang picked up a piece of flower cake and took a bite. It was moderately sweet and glutinous, and filled his mouth with fragrance.

"Elder Mu is out of seclusion now, has he learned something?"

"It seems that I have touched a little bit of my skin." Mu Miaoyin seemed a little excited, but also a little regretful.

She described the current situation in detail.

Although she felt something in her heart, she felt that she could be exposed to more, but there was still a vague barrier blocking her, so what she said to Jiang Yang was still like seeing flowers in a fog, not quite.

clear.

Jiang Yang heard the other party's narration, thought in his heart, and then said: "We are making good progress. Everything has a process, so take your time."

There is no point in rushing when it comes to enlightenment.

"The Great Elder is right." Mu Miaoyin sighed in her heart. Perhaps she had never thought in her life that as a person in charge of a sect, she would need to consult a young man frequently on matters concerning the realm of cultivation.

For a moment, she even felt as if their ages had been reversed.

It seems that it is true: there is no priority in learning, and those who master come first.

…

At this moment, Siyou Mountain Range.

A man in yellow clothes with disheveled hair, his face white and blue, and almost black blood overflowing from his mouth and nose, looked extremely miserable, and fled towards the depths of the mountains like a desperate man.

A high-pitched voice came from behind: "Huang Wuyou leaked our sect's secrets and killed several innates of our sect. Do you still want to run away now?"

The moment the words came out, there were suddenly loud roars that sounded like demonic sounds, and rays of light shot out from the depths of the cold forest, attacking the fleeing man in yellow like a soul chaser.

Although the man in yellow realized that something was wrong, he was injured, so he couldn't hide in time. He was hit on the shoulder, groaned in pain, and fell to the ground.

I saw a long black nail nailed into the shoulder of the man in yellow. The long nail was filled with traces of black air and had penetrated the shoulder of the man in yellow.

The man in yellow gritted his teeth and pulled out the spike, while drops of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He got up from the ground, glanced at the surrounding forest, and his face was frighteningly serious: "Old ghost Shi, why did you send these brats like you who are not even innate? Could it be that Tianding Sect has no more manpower?"

A charming female voice drifted in the forest, and the female voice chuckled: "Huang Wuyou, you are seriously injured, and you have been infected by Master's soul-eating poison. So what if we don't reach the innate level?"

"You are still no match for us!"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him?" Then a rough male voice was heard, and then a figure flew out of the dense forest like a cannonball, and a giant arm as thick as a tree trunk rolled down like a tank!

boom!

Huang Wuyou spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood on the spot and was sent flying, knocking down several big trees!

A middle-aged man wearing black cloth shoes and tight-fitting clothes, who looked like an iron tower, landed lightly on the ground. This man was covered in muscles and his body was as strong as a cow, more like a little giant.

The man walked toward the opponent with his hands behind his back, and then two figures fell down, landing in three directions respectively, blocking the opponent's retreat.

It is a pretty woman in colorful clothes, and a young man in white holding a folding fan.

The man who looked like an iron tower had his mouth cracked and stared at the other person: "I advise you not to struggle pointlessly."

Seeing that there was nowhere to escape, Huang Wuyou's face became fierce. He wiped the blood on his face and got up from the ground: "How many of you, the younger generation, really think that I am made of clay?"

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and the spiritual energy in his body came out, and a fluorescent blue mist spread around him.

The faces of the three people turned ugly at the same time. They obviously knew what this blue mist meant.

"Spiritual power!"

"This dead ghost can also activate spiritual power! Be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, Huang Wuyou was like a shooting star that instantly struck at the young man in white who had the lowest level of cultivation among them.

The face of the young man in white changed wildly, he folded a fan in his hand, and fired several streaks of poisonous smoke like poisonous arrows of five colors towards the man in yellow.

But before the poisonous smoke reaches the opponent, the light blue aura turns and all the poisonous smoke is instantly dissolved!

Then those blue auras turned into fine needles as fine as ox hair, flying towards the young man in white like raindrops!

The young man in white was instantly horrified: "Tian Yuan Ruyi's magical power!"

This Tianyuan Ruyi magical power is the secret magical power of Yijing Tower. It is extremely magical. Once it is used, it can attack, defend and even assist oneself. It has endless wonderful uses.

Just now, I used this magical power to turn poisonous smoke into poisonous smoke, and now I use my magical power to turn it into countless fine needles and hidden weapons.

The spiritual power is so strong that even a trace of it can defeat the strong Qi of the Eight Scenery and Eighth Level experts, let alone so many.

No one thought that Huang Wuyou not only had the energy to activate his spiritual power, but also had the energy to display his magical powers!

Caught off guard, the young man in white was instantly beaten into a sieve!

The corpse fell down, his face still showing the shock of his life.

The light rain from the sky flew back and turned into blue mist, surrounding Huang Wuyou.

"Junior Brother He!"

The expressions of the remaining two people instantly turned gloomy. They were all experts at the seventh or even eighth level of the Eight Scenery. When they met each other, they were instantly killed without even using the trump card given by their master!

An innately strong person, even if he is seriously injured and poisoned, is still so terrifying!

Then the two of them saw Huang Wuyou staring at him coldly: "Next, it's your turn!"

The man who was as strong as an iron tower immediately took a lot of pills, then winked at the woman and signaled her to restrain him, and suddenly formed several magic seals on his hands.

Magical power, Dragon Roar Seal!
Chapter completed!