The news Kahn brought made Xia frustrated.

This news is not bad and cannot be ignored. Moreover, this news is good or bad, which is really difficult to do.

After thinking about it, Xia finally referred to Kahn's suggestion and sent spies to various places to find out the situation.

The next day, Master Yi took Wukong to find Xia Luo and asked them to hold another meeting.

"No." Xia refused on the spot: "I just mobilized the Vastaya tribes to unite and resist oppression. You asked me to hold another meeting to cancel the action. Are you trying to make me untrustworthy?"

"This is not a matter of face for you alone." Yi said: "If I can't convince you, then listen to what your ancestors said."

"Old ancestor?" Xia and Luo looked at each other, deeply doubting the credibility of this sentence.

All of them, Vastaya, have not seen their ancestors for hundreds of years. How could a human be associated with Vastayashari? If the other party is not Yi, Xia has already swept the master and apprentice out now.

"Can you communicate with the spiritual realm?" Yi didn't want to explain so much, and was ready to speak with facts.

"What are you talking about? Vastaya was born to resonate deeply with the spiritual realm." Xia said contemptuously. If humans knew that Vastaya was closely related to the spiritual realm, they should not be involved in Kunlong.

"No, no, no." Wukong jumped out and explained: "Master's meaning is not a simple spiritual connection. He wants us to enter the spiritual realm and communicate with the spirits."

Yesterday, Yi taught him the spiritual method of Wuji Sword Sect. Perhaps because it was Vastaya, he quickly found the way and had a brief contact with the sword spirit who was staying on the long sword piercing. After an experience, he remembered that feeling very clearly.

"I have communicated with Vastayashari through meditation. Its ability has declined to be able to appear. We can only meet him through the curtain." Yi Ping held up his sword and showed full respect for the weapon.

Xia Luo and the others were not practicing the Wuji Sword Sect, so they could not use Wukong's method to communicate with each other.

"It's not easy to enter the spiritual realm." Xia frowned and replied, "But if you really can let us see Vastayashari, there's no way."

"Come with me."

The four of them left the city and plunged into the dense forest. After passing through several extremely hidden tree-lined paths, they finally came to a cave.

Xia led them into the cave, where there was a hollowed-out mountain belly. Yi saw the ground in the center bathed in the soft light. When he looked up, he found that a Kunlong was actually floating on the top of the mountain belly, emitting a soft light and slowly rotating.

"In order to protect Kunlong, we use a whole mountain to hide it from humans." Xia lifted her hood and looked up at Kunlong and said.

"Kunlong can only adjust and cannot allow you to enter the spiritual realm." Yi said.

"No, Kunlong can also be the door leading to the other end of the curtain. As long as natural magic flows into the material realm through the "opening of the door", as long as I control Kunlong and let natural magic flow out, the open channel is enough to allow us to enter another realm."

After saying that, Xia looked at Yi and immediately took action when he nodded.

She and Luo pulled out three feathers from Yu Pengxia and shook them. Kunlong's speed increased. To a certain extent, a surging magic suddenly rushed out like a flood.

The woods outside received this surging magic and illuminated the light. The path they walked began to turn around, not knowing where they led.

As the magic filled the fallen cloak began to shine, with red and golden light, and the feathers were shaking and standing up, and a pair of corners seemed to appear on his angular cheekbones;

But Xia felt a heavy chain wrapped around her neck for many years, her chest and head suddenly broke away, and her feathers rose up. Now she could change the color, shape and size of her feathers at will. As long as she wanted to, she could raise herself flat and float in the air;

And Wukong's hair also became golden and shiny, and his limbs became stronger, which could support him to stand for a long time without having to use his arms to help him walk. Now he felt that he would not be at a disadvantage if he fought Yi for 300 rounds, and he could compete with Yi head-on without relying on his cleverness.

The transformation of the three Vastayas is easy to see. If Vastayas in ancient times were so strong and had not been independent from human society, how could Noxus fight all the way to Precidian?

But what he cares more about now is to let Vastaya see what he wants to see for him.

With this magic torrent, Yi drew his sword in front of him, closed his eyes and meditated, and entered a state of meditation.

While sleeping but not sleeping, a subtle sense of lightness rushes from bottom to top throughout the body and ascends to the other end of the curtain.

The other three people couldn't understand Yi's feelings, but they could see a little white light gathering at the tip of the sword... It was an indescribable and extremely dazzling thing.

"Sen Ling?" Xia asked uncertainly.

"It's the sword spirit." Wukong corrected: "This is what Master wants to show you."

Wukong stretched out a finger to the white light and said at the same time: "Do with me, touch the white light, grasp its veins, and let it take us into the realm of our ancestors."

Xia and Luo tried to do what they did. They put their fingers into the white light. After a snail, the light in front of them burst into pieces, and disappeared into the depths of the light with their thoughts.

When they opened their eyes again, they found that they were still in the cave, but the belly of the mountain was covered with flower carpets. It was very strange that flowers could bloom from the stones, and even they were surprised.

When they turned their heads, they saw the master and apprentice, and in addition to that, there was another person they had never met before.

An old man with a white beard, with a bamboo basket on his back, and kind-hearted eyes.

"This is Vastayashari." Yi pointed to the old man and said, seeing Xia's incredible gaze, he explained again: "He has now become Master Dolan."

"So this is Master Dolan!" Wukong looked at the old man curiously, but without looking at him, he turned into a heroic young actor in front of him.

"Who is this?" asked Goku.

"Cough cough..." Yi suddenly coughed. This was what he looked like when he was fourteen years old and even his apprentice could not recognize him.

"I don't believe it, is Vastayashari the human form?" At this moment, Xia spoke.

She shook her head in disbelief. She felt that this was a farce. She didn't want to watch it anymore and had already had the idea of ​​going back.

"Don't be blinded by 'form', you're not that stupid." Yi said to Xia. He is a veteran. I remember that he was also embarrassed by the sword spirit for a long time, and his strength has not improved in many years.

I saw him having four eyes in his youth, and the spirit began to change shape again.

First there were jays, then the hawks and falcons...the spirit turned into strange birds of different shapes soaring in the air, making them dazzled.

Finally, it turned into a beautiful crane and landed lightly in front of them.

Xia remembered the legendary description of Vastaya Shari - they were immortal form changers who were able to use the power of nature as their weapons.
Chapter completed!