Chapter 411: The Great Sanskrit Persuasion Technique
After browsing through all the bamboo slips on the entire sixth floor as quickly as possible, Zhou Yi actually found five secrets among them. Although three of them were only elementary secrets, they were still secrets after all, right? Let's not talk about this.
How powerful is the secret skill itself? The attributes that these five secret skills can add to Zhou Yi's surname alone are a very considerable amount. High speed.
As for the superior martial arts, there are many. There are more than thirty martial arts of various categories. As for the elementary and intermediate martial arts, Zhou Yi only selected the best ones and left the others as they were.
When eating meat, you have to leave some soup for others, right? Otherwise, Yu Ziyang, Lian Yangtian and Yang Yuling would never give up with him.
Although the space on the sixth floor of the entire Sutra Pavilion is not large, if you count all the bamboo slips arranged neatly, there are thousands of volumes. Of course, not all of them are martial arts secrets, except for some
In addition to martial arts training experience, there are many kinds of Buddhist scriptures and famous classics. No matter how powerful Xiao Xitian is, it is impossible for a sect to have tens of thousands of martial arts, right?
Going to the entrance from the sixth floor to the ground floor is a little different from other levels, because after Zhou Yi searched for the secret books and carefully approached the place that looked like an entrance, he discovered that there was actually a passage that turned upwards at the back. If it were a tower floor below the sixth floor
, this entrance should be directly connected to the stairs, but in fact it is just a passage going up around the wall.
In the previous life, a role like Zhou Yi, who was a first-level role, was not qualified to enter the seventh level. He was able to sneak into the sixth level because he was lucky and came late. Most of the masters among them died together due to various reasons, and
Perhaps someone was plotting against him, and Zhou Yi took advantage of the situation and was lucky enough to grab a few superior martial arts.
Therefore, what is going on on the seventh level is a complete mystery to Zhou Yi. Zhou Yi thinks that his current strength is definitely strong among players, but he is definitely not confident enough to run wild among the aborigines.
But when facing a super powerful sect like Xiao Xitian who lived thousands of years ago, he became more cautious as a person who had experienced it.
The passage leading to the seventh floor is very long, at least in Zhou Yi's opinion, based on his visual inspection of the size of the Sutra Pavilion outside, he walked around the passage for at least one stick of incense and walked around the seventh floor.
He had walked five times to the seventh floor, but he still didn't see the entrance to the seventh floor.
"Is it a formation?..."
Although formations strictly speaking belong to the world of cultivation, there are also many formations in the world of martial arts. For example, the Nine Famous Sects have various mountain-protecting formations, and there are also existences like the Nine Yuan Secret Realm. If you want to enter
All of them require a unique teleportation formation to be able to be in them.
Zhou Yi, who was supposed to be the smallest seventh floor, walked for a full stick of incense and still didn't see the entrance. This made Zhou Yi have to turn his thoughts to the formation, because he couldn't think of any other reason besides that.
, can cause him to walk in circles for so long without reaching the first level.
But when he thought of the word 'formation', Zhou Yi became even more depressed, because he didn't understand any formation at all. Even if it was a sword formation, a knife formation, a seven-star formation, etc. Zhou Yi only knew the theory. As for
The practical ability can only be experienced by him personally now, but even if Zhou Yi did not ascend to the world of cultivation in his previous life, he still understands the simple common sense that the formations in the cultivation world and the formations in the martial arts world are completely different.
"Do we have to wait until Yu Ziyang and the others arrive and use the human sea tactic to break the seventh-level maze?!"
As Zhou Yi walked, he was usually a little upset and thinking about various thoughts secretly, thinking that he had tried his best to enter Xiaoxitian in advance and cleared all the obstacles here, but in the end he had to invite others to come with him when he wanted to get the highest reward.
Share, Zhou Yi couldn't calm down anymore when he thought of this result. Zhou Yi had never done such a thing as making wedding clothes for others, and he had never thought of doing it.
“Open sesame!!!”
The more he thought about it, the more upset he became. Zhou Yi couldn't help but opened his mouth and yelled a classic line from the movie. When he shouted this sentence, Zhou Yi was just venting the frustration in his heart, but what shocked him was that this sentence was
As soon as he finished shouting, the entire passage suddenly started shaking. Zhou Yi was so shocked that he couldn't help but open his mouth and press his mouth against the wall inside to look around vigilantly.
But when Zhou Yi noticed a tremor in front of his passage, a wall magically appeared, and a small door appeared in the center of the wall, Zhou Yi was completely stunned.
"What nonsense?! Is this okay?!!!"
After cautiously approaching the small door and pushing it open to make sure it was not an illusion, Zhou Yi was stunned. He yelled like he was venting and actually opened the entrance to the seventh floor. No matter how you looked at it, he was shocked.
Why did he reveal that he had an evil surname? Therefore, although this little door appeared, Zhou Yi hesitated. Isn't there a big trap behind this little door?!
After looking left and right, and then using all his eyes to look inside the small door but seeing nothing, Zhou Yi suddenly shook his head fiercely and said angrily:
"Anyway, it's not a big trap, it's just a big pie. I'm going in today to try my luck!!!"
Pay attention, Zhou Yi immediately stepped forward without hesitation and walked into the small door. No matter in the previous life or this life, Zhou Yi has never had the habit of leaving his future to luck. But this time, facing
Facing the unknown magical little door, Zhou Yi hesitated and had no choice but to let luck do the talking.
Just as his two feet stood still behind the small door, the scene in front of Zhou Yi suddenly changed. When Zhou Yi could see the surrounding scenery completely, Zhou Yi was shocked by the scene he was in. Just like this
As soon as his feet covered the distance, he suddenly appeared in a magnificent Buddhist temple.
Before he could take a closer look at the scene inside the Buddhist temple, Zhou Yi was completely attracted by an old monk with white beard and white eyebrows. This old monk with white eyebrows was sitting in lotus position on one side in front of the Buddhist temple. Gray smoke rose from the incense burner in front of the temple.
The burning smoke was torn and ravaged by the chaotic wind, although the white-browed old monk looked as calm as water on the surface.
But the moment Zhou Yi saw the white-browed old monk, he had a strange feeling that filled him with horror. It was as if he was suddenly forcibly drawn into the old monk's memory, recalling the worldly life of the white-browed old monk.
With the vicissitudes of life, the old monk's heart was filled with turmoil. He lamented that the old days of fighting and iron horses had long gone with the wind, and his ambitions were not fulfilled. He was somewhat resentful and unwilling to give up. However, although his ambitions were still there, he was old and could only return to mediocrity in the end.
After briefly experiencing the life experience of the old monk with white eyebrows, Zhou Yi suddenly felt relaxed. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had returned to normal. When he looked up at the old monk again, Zhou Yi already had a confused look on his face.
In that moment, Zhou Yi actually had the terrible illusion that the white-browed old monk was him, and that he was the white-browed old monk.
"Do you understand?..."
The white-browed old monk sitting cross-legged on the ground did not open his eyes or open his mouth to speak, but Zhou Yi was sure that these words must have been said by the white-browed old monk, and he said it to Zhou Yi. After hearing the old monk's question, Zhou Yi couldn't help but
He nodded. As for why he nodded, even he himself didn't understand. He felt that his body was not under his control at all.
"Then, are you willing to follow my master?..."
When the second sentence of the white-browed old monk came, Zhou Yi was about to nod his head again in confusion, but suddenly a feeling of reluctance emerged from the bottom of his heart and stopped Zhou Yi from nodding violently.
Biting his tongue, severe pain instantly filled his mind, and Zhou Yi woke up instantly.
"Although I have become a disciple, my master is not you. If you want to pass on the mantle, you should go to the world to find good talents. I'm afraid you won't be so lucky..."
When he said these words, Zhou Yi was still frightened. The white-browed old monk's confusion technique was really terrifying. Zhou Yicai just glanced at him. With his firm perseverance and mind, it was so easy.
This white-browed old monk invaded his mind and completely controlled him. If Zhou Yi hadn't always been a little unbelievable that he could worship a martial saint as his teacher, which left a deep impression in his heart, he would have
I am afraid that I have been completely controlled by the white-browed old monk.
And at the moment when Zhou Yi said these words, the face of the white-browed old monk Gujingbo finally had some fluctuations. He opened his extremely clear eyes in surprise, looked at Zhou Yi with a little surprise, and just sighed a little.
After nodding in approval, the whole person suddenly dissipated, and at the moment the white-browed old monk dissipated, Zhou Yi also heard a system prompt in his ear.
"You successfully resisted the 'Great Sanskrit Sound Encouragement Technique'. Your musical resistance increased by 80 points, and your illusion resistance increased by 80 points..."
""The Technique of Encouraging Goodness with the Great Sanskrit Sound"? This martial art is so scary! It has to be a holy martial arts, right? Just a little resistance actually raised my double resistance by so much! Full resistance can be achieved
It’s only one hundred and fifty…”
After saying this with a tone full of amazement, Zhou Yi still had lingering fears in his heart. The situation just now was too weird. Zhou Yi was already unsettled when the scene suddenly changed. After seeing the old monk with white eyebrows, Zhou Yi had a moment of confusion.
Only after he drew his mind into his memory did he break away from the old monk's memory, and then he was completely affected by the "Great Sanskrit Sound Encourage Goodness Technique".
This series of overwhelming attacks from another level, one after another, did not give any Zhou Yi any time to react. Even if he were to do it again, Zhou Yi could not guarantee whether he would wake up in time. This trap
, I dug too deep.
The word 'pit' just came to mind. When Zhou Yi lowered his head and looked at a deep and unknown cave three steps in front of him, his originally calm expression completely changed, especially when he sensed the bursts of noise coming from that cave.
With the burning breath, Zhou Yi's heart started beating wildly again uncontrollably.
