He has never stopped cultivating and developing the three magical powers in his body, but compared to the immediate effect of shaking the earth and the strange and mysterious effects of opening to the netherworld, the magical power of melting gold and refining the body is too slow to take effect.
The empty valley stone is hard to find, and absorbing the black stone is a long-term effort. Therefore, after a few years, the 'magnetic electricity' created by absorbing the black stone is actually very weak and can barely affect gold and iron weapons within three feet.
That's all. If you want to use it against the enemy, you have to do it reluctantly.
Compared with the Mustard Seed Space, it seems a bit inexistent.
But he is well aware of the power of this ability. In the past few years, whenever he has free time, he will absorb black stones and even learn the yin and yang slaying technique...
"Although I hate that witch to the core, I have to admit that her practice is unparalleled in the world. Even though she is naturally repelled by martial arts, she has lived for too long and her achievements are so profound that it is outrageous.
Not to mention, she still eats it”
Suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, the veteran voice calmed down:
"How easy is it to defeat its methods and capture all the subtleties in them? The old Taoist thought about it for a long time, but he only thought that the best hope would be to defeat it with thunder and lightning...
"Destroy it with thunder and lightning...
Yang Yu frowned and thought about it, then smiled bitterly:
"The junior's practice of this strange art is too shallow, so I'm afraid he won't be able to do it, right?"
"Thunder and lightning are everywhere,"
After taking a deep look at Yang Yu, the old Taoist smiled and pointed to the sky.
"Lightning?
Yang Yu's eyelids twitched.
With his current martial arts skills, he can withstand being struck by lightning a few times, but if he wants to draw lightning into his body and pour it into his Dantian, it would be...
The old Taoist smiled and turned around: "Do you know the talisman formation?"
Seeing Yang Yu nodded, he continued:
"The Talisman Array, speaking of it, can be regarded as a Taoist art, but it is more difficult to understand and master than ordinary Taoist art.
As far as I know, in the past three thousand years, the person with the highest level of cultivation of talisman formations was the founder of Xuankong Mountain, Taoist Master Luo...
"More than a thousand years ago, he traveled all over the world and found the seventy-two divine peaks. He used this to form an array and severely wounded the witch...
The old Taoist talked about old things with a lot of joy in his expression.
"The key to the talisman array is not the talisman, but the array. What is the array? This array is not a formation, but a magnetic field. Objects such as Sinan are also formed based on this
"magnetic field?
Yang Yu's heart was slightly shaken.
Compared with the mysterious and complicated talisman formations, celestial phenomena, earth veins, and Feng Shui, he was very familiar with this.
only….
"In other words, it's called aura. According to legend, the basis for performing Taoist spells such as 'Thunder Technique' and 'talisman array' is this aura."
"To attract thunder, you don't really want the thunder to hit you, but you need to find a suitable place, change your aura, break it and then stand up."
The true meaning is still not exhausted, but the spirit is really strengthened, and I yawn repeatedly:
"How to find a place of agreement and how to guide changes in the aura, it's all in that booklet..."
"Seeing that your body was getting worse and worse, Yang Yu couldn't help but urge Tongyou again, and activated the remaining pages of the book of the underworld.
Unfortunately, just like before, Lao Dao's destiny is in chaos and cannot be clearly seen.
In the past two months, he tried more than once, and he knew from a few circumstantial observations that the old Taoist had no special treasure, but that his spiritual practice far exceeded his own...
"The place of dominion"
Yang Prison sighed in his heart.
There is no doubt about the power of the Book of the Underworld, but it also has great constraints. Not only does it require high-level ghosts and gods to control it, but it also needs a place to rule.
He is just a lone ranger at this time and is obviously not qualified.
"It can probably last for a while, maybe a few months, maybe a few years, maybe a few days?"
The old Taoist yawned and felt sleepy, but he still smiled freely:
"There is no need to feel sad for me. For a person who has lived for two decades, even if he dies immediately, that is still a joyous loss!"
"call!"
Naturally, Yang Yu did not have this freedom and ease. He took a deep breath and felt more and more urgent. He immediately did not want to disturb his rest anymore. He bowed and said goodbye.
"Go down the mountain alone, without any hawks or dogs, and be careful. You also need to use disguises and conceal your appearance..."
The old Taoist called him.
"Um?"
Yang Prison stopped.
The old Taoist smiled slightly, waved his hand, and closed his eyelids:
"Although Taoist Yunni is keeping an eye on the old Taoist, there is no guarantee that he will not take action against you. After all, the reward is
It's so heavy that I feel a little moved..."
"Wait until that Taoist Yunni leaves, and then let this eagle dog go look for you."
As he talked, he fell asleep.
"Taoist Yunni."
Yang Yu sensed it slightly but found nothing.
But he was still careful in his heart, bowed to the old man, turned around and left.
"call!"
Twenty miles east of Yulong Mountain, on a barren mountain, several Taoist priests from Fushui Temple were sitting in meditation, with Taoist Yunni in the middle, carrying Qi and blood.
The talisman array in Dayan Mountain not only imprisoned the old woman, but also refused anyone to approach. Every time it was replenished, it would be counterattacked.
His injuries can also be said to be extremely serious.
At a certain moment, he felt something in his heart and slowly opened his eyes:
"Xuan Yi."
Zhao Xuanyi, who was waiting quietly on the side, approached and bowed: "Master."
"The people who summoned Liumen said that the person they were looking for had gone northwest."
Taoist Yunni spoke calmly.
"Yang Prison?"
Zhao Xuanyi confirmed slightly: "Master, won't you take action?"
"Why take action?"
Taoist Yun Ni asked back.
Zhao Xuan was speechless.
"You guys don't understand the meaning of Earth-shaking magical power at all..."
The Taoist shook his head:
"Your Majesty's bounty is heavy, but how can it be heavier than that golden phoenix-winged mirror?
"He has never met Prince Zhao. Who dares to say that he really possesses amazing magical powers? Even if he is, is it possible that Prince Zhao will still recognize him as a disciple?"
Zhao Xuanyi couldn't help being surprised.
"Who knows?"
Yunni narrowed his eyes slightly:
"There are thousands of warriors in the world, but he got the divine seed. Is it really a coincidence? There are some things that are not afraid of ten thousand.
Just in case..."
"Disciple understands."
Zhao Xuan bowed down and learned the lesson
"Go ahead."
Yunni waved his hand slightly and let him go.
He glanced at the distant sky and closed his eyes:
"Brother Xu, I will return your favor to you..."
Huhu~
The cold wind howled, blowing the weeds and dust, and half-buried corpses could be seen beneath them. Farther away, crows seemed to be circling and screaming,
"The northwest road has actually rotted into this boundless wilderness. Lu Qingting reined in his horse and stopped, looking around with a moved expression.
Desolate, dilapidated.
This was his first impression of the Northwest Trail, which is world-famous as a horse breeding area.
He came from Ding'an Road, and what he saw along the way made his heart heavy, but the scene before him still made him worried.
If it can be said that the other paths are only showing signs of troubled times, this northwest path is already in troubled times.
"There are no human beings along the way for hundreds of miles. Has the rebellion on the Northwest Road become this serious?"
The other experts from Xuankong Mountain also frowned secretly.
The Northwest Road has the largest number of black iron veins in the Ming Dynasty and a vast horse herding land. It has been a battleground for military strategists in all dynasties.
Therefore, the Northwest Road has always been heavily guarded by troops. The contemporary king of the Northwest is also in his prime and has many masters under his command.
It's really unbelievable that it can be so serious.
"Senior Brother Lu, I heard that the Northwest King is also a figure on the Mountain and River Ranking. How could the Yandong Lord be so virtuous and capable of forcing him to such a point?"
Someone asked, with faces full of surprise.
Naturally, the reputation of the Northwest King cannot be compared with that of King Zhao who is qualified to open a palace, but he is also a strong man on the list of mountains and rivers.
Although Yan Dongjun is not a nobody, why can he be forced to such an extent?
"Broken Army Dao Fruit."
Lu Qingting's face was expressionless.
He participated in most of the compilation of the Splendid Mountains and Rivers List. Naturally, he knew a lot about the world's masters. He also knew some of Yan Dongjun's details.
It is said that this man was originally the concubine of a high-ranking family in Yanzhou, Northwest Dao. He somehow got the Daoguo Po Army. He rose rapidly in the next thirty years and even planned the Northwest Rebellion.
"The Pojun Dao Fruit is not one of the Black Mountain Old Demon's 'Slaying the Wolf' rank? Is it possible that this person"
The man lowered his voice.
"Yes or no, we will know when the time comes."
Lu Qingting frowned.
On the surface, this trip down the mountain was because Ma Longtu of the Seven Kills Shrine wanted to come to the Central Plains to challenge the heroes, and the Northwest Road was his first stop. Secondly, he was actually invited by the Northwest King to come to help.
To deal with Yan Dongjun.
It's credible but it doesn't mention at all that the Northwest Road has already reached this point...
"Troubled times..."
Someone sighed.
Some people were silent.
Some people also have divergent thoughts: "The Northwest Road is close to Longyuan Road, and I don't know if I can see the 'Decapitating Sword' on this trip...
"Decapitating Knife"
Lu Qingting's expression was complicated, and he couldn't help but think of the swordsman in black clothes he saw in the fantasy.
Mountains and Rivers List…
"Longyuan, in the northwest, in the nine realms of the world, is on fire everywhere. The two great dynasties outside the pass are eager to move. I'm afraid that the Ming Dynasty is really going to..."
"Walk."
Lu Qingting interrupted his junior brother's sigh with a cold voice, got on his horse and urged the horse to move quickly.
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There are three states in the Northwest Road, Yanzhou, Xingzhou and Lizhou.
Yanzhou.
Although the city wall that was baptized by the fire of war has been repaired, traces can still be seen. On the city wall, many soldiers are filled with divine arm crossbows. Outside the city, many soldiers are practicing, and the passers-by and merchants are so shocked that they dare not come out.
The black robe of the tattooed dragon swayed in the cold wind. The middle-aged man with a majestic appearance climbed up the stairs and came to the tower. He stood with his hands behind his back and took stock of the military formations.
"Lord, when is the departure date?"
The sound of urn and urn came, and a tall, burly, shirtless man stepped to follow:
"As long as you enter the northwest city again, you will be the new northwest king!"
Daocheng is easy to defend but difficult to attack. We can capture it by force. Even if we capture it, we will suffer heavy casualties and will be unable to advance. Long Yuan Sanzhou glanced at his generals and Yan Dongjun shook his head slightly:
"Wait for someone."
"Who are you waiting for?"
The giant man was a little anxious: "I heard from Mr. Zhu that the imperial court has already taken action and will send reinforcements soon. If we don't capture Daocheng as soon as possible, I'm afraid..."
"Brother Yan, are you waiting for me?"
"who?!"
Everyone looked for the sound and saw a man in white walking slowly in the cold wind. The cold wind became stronger, biting and cold, and it seemed like heavy snow was coming and falling.
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