Li Ningyang was almost stunned when he saw the familiar face appearing on the bronze mirror.
Xieshan City is located in the southeast of Nanling. It seems to be only a trench away from Donghuang, but in fact it is very far away.
Pingzhouhui's flying boat can travel thousands of miles in an instant, but it has been flying for more than a month from Mount Xi to here.
This distance was so huge that he couldn't even calculate it.
This mirror, with only a faint ray of spiritual energy, can actually cross thousands of rivers and mountains, and see it as if it were face to face...
"Sure enough, spiritual energy is the foundation of all magical powers..."
On the other side of the bronze mirror, Yang Yu was also a little surprised.
The circular light mirror is guided by the spiritual energy veins. Although its level is not as good as the lowest magical weapon, it has miraculous effects after it comes to the Longquan world.
At this moment, not only could he sense Li Ningyang who was hundreds of millions of miles away through this bronze mirror, but he could also detect the consumption of each other's round light mirrors, which was less than the chance of mountains and seas.
In other words, the duration of this circular light mirror is more than ten thousand times longer than that in the realm of mountains and seas.
Once used, it would break into pieces. Now, as long as it is warmed and maintained properly, it can be preserved for a long time...
"senior……"
After being startled, Li Ningyang quickly came to his senses and told with a sad face what he had experienced in the past few months and the difficulties he had encountered.
His experience was lackluster.
After traveling for more than a month and having no money to return, I had to bite the bullet and come to become a disciple. In the end, I got through by luck and became an outer disciple of Wanshi Tianzong.
Then, we encountered difficulties...
"Visualize..."
Yang Yu's eyes fell on the scroll hanging on the wall.
The painting was extremely sloppy, and it looked like a beginner's graffiti at first glance. It could just barely be seen that it was a golden tripod with three legs and two ears.
On it, there are no lines, no runes, no formations...
It's just a big, bare cauldron.
"You can't even imagine this?"
The moment he almost saw the cauldron, Yang Yu had already sketched it out in his mind. It was just as he thought, bare and without any magic.
"this……"
Looking at Yang Prison who looked extremely incredible, Li Ningyang blushed and was speechless:
"It's too, too difficult..."
He was ashamed.
"You haven't yet become Shidu, but you have to meditate. Maybe it's really difficult?"
Yang Prison touched his chin.
If he hadn't believed deeply in Tongyou and Tianyan, he would have doubted whether Li Ningyang really had a purple destiny.
However, through this painting, he gained some understanding of the background of these major sects' holy places.
To really get started, you have to visualize success.
In this way, if you start to visualize from the time when you become the master of supernatural powers, if all ten are completed, the skill will be completed immediately and the magic power will be generated.
As for casual cultivators, who have struggled to cultivate into the Ten Capitals, they still have to look for exercises and visualizations. When comparing the two, the gap is too big.
"Senior, please give me some advice!"
Li Ningyang stayed for a long time, and the snot that had not flowed for a long time drooped again, and he hurriedly sniffed it back:
"This visualization is really hard to do. Every time I want to visualize it, I forget what this golden tripod looks like..."
Can't remember?
Yang Yu's heart moved, and he knew that this was probably Wanshi Tianzong's real method of selecting disciples.
However, due to the vast distance between the mountains and rivers, the magical power cannot work, and he is also somewhat beyond his reach...
"Um……"
He pondered for a moment and said:
"In this way, don't look at the golden tripod, first look at its legs, only look at the part, re-visualize, and then combine it in your mind..."
"This, how do you put this together?"
Li Ningyang was doubtful.
But he had no choice but to start visualizing again under Yang Yu's guidance...
"If even the Wanshi Tianzong cannot worship, the great fortune of this world will be in vain..."
Yang Yu was not too worried.
With such great luck, even if Li Ningyang couldn't visualize this golden cauldron, he would definitely be able to worship Wanshi Tianzong.
From time to time, heaven and earth all work together. The most obvious manifestation of the so-called great luck is that everything goes smoothly and all your wishes come true.
"It's really, really possible!"
Not long after, Li Ningyang succeeded. He looked at the bronze mirror with a happy face. On the other side, Yang Yu had already left.
"Thank you, senior!"
Li Ningyang was a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered up and began to visualize the difficult combination bit by bit.
Waiting until daybreak, he finally succeeded.
He hurried to the mountain gate with an iron crutch, grabbed the last moment, successfully passed the test, and truly became an outer disciple of Wanshi Tianzong!
"Can such a person join Wanshi Tianzong?"
Li Ningyang felt like he was being pardoned, but he heard a harsh sneer again, and when he turned around, he didn't know who it was.
In other words, the disciples who entered the mountain gate with him were all looking at him with the same eyes.
Contempt, coldness, disgust...
"I……"
Li Ningyang's face turned red and pale. He wanted to say something but couldn't. He just felt extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
"Let's go!"
The old man who selected the disciples to start his apprenticeship glanced at him coldly and turned around casually. He was about to urge the flying boat to take these disciples back to Wanshi Mountain.
But a low and long roar was heard.
Boom!
Like a heavy hammer beating a drum, low and loud footsteps came from a very far distance.
Buzz!
The void was trembling, and a cold and terrifying aura filled the sky.
Li Ningyang looked in shock.
I saw mountains, rivers, and the earth shaking together, and a figure like a god and demon stepped out of the void.
Its body is as huge as a mountain, wearing golden armor and having dragon horns. When it steps, it seems to vibrate with the roar of a dragon, and the rolling sea water surges.
"The endless sea, under the throne of the Dragon King of the Vast Sea, is the general who divides the sea!"
The moment the roaring sound resounded, a cold voice echoed in the mountains:
"How dare people with hair and horns come to my Wanshi Mountain?"
"snort!"
The golden armored dragon glared angrily, but still stopped in front of the mountain with a groan, but his thunderous voice echoed inside and outside the mountains:
"My Lord Long sent me here just to ask a question!"
call!
The void in front of the mountain wrinkled, and a Taoist with an indifferent expression stepped out:
"explain!"
Rumble!
At this moment, the heaven and earth erupted into an extremely roaring roar, as if a huge sacred mountain had fallen from the sky. The terrifying wind howled, and everything in the area of a hundred miles was covered with grass and trees.
The expression of the indifferent Taoist changed, and the magic power around him boiled like fire, and his voice was shrill and shrill:
"Dragon King of the Vast Sea, how dare you come here and act so recklessly?!"
boom!
There seemed to be invisible waves spreading layer by layer, and the Taoist figure froze, feeling that his body and soul were about to be destroyed in an instant.
"Fellow Daoist Hanhai, you passed!"
A hand as white as jade poked out from the void and stroked it like a harp, smoothing out the ripples in the void.
"Taoist Xuandan, I just want to ask a question!"
The ancient and desolate voice seemed to be floating from the abyss. Just hearing it made Li Ningyang feel chilled.
"My son died in Nanling. What should I do under the rule of your Immortal Sect?"
when!
There seemed to be a bell wave reverberating, resisting the dragon's roar, and the owner of the white jade palm stepped forward, with dark red hair and dark yellow complexion:
"What do you want?"
"I only have eight thousand sons, but the human race has nine hundred and eighty countries..."
In the void, a desolate dragon roar came, like an old father wailing for his lost son:
"In the Qianyuan Dynasty, 112 of the 120 cities should be buried for my son!"
Burial!
Looking at the terrifying looming shadow in the void, Li Ningyang felt his heart was as cold as his bones.
Qianyuan means more than one hundred and twenty cities, one hundred and two refers to Fucheng!
And if there are tens of millions of households in a prefecture in Xishan, there are 12 cities, that is hundreds of millions of people...
The next moment, Li Ningyang's pupils shrank violently, as if he had been frightened even more severely than before.
The group of new disciples in front of him and behind him were also very different.
Looking at the red-haired Taoist in shock, he said:
"too much."
…
…
After that night, Yang Prison's life became more leisurely.
There is still an owner in Xieshan City, and the massacre that night will not change. The shares left by many large and small families will soon be divided again.
It's just that the incense of Longzi Temple was completely wiped out after the people from Cangjiangmen arrived.
Fang Qing's banquet was not interesting. The true successor of Cangjiang Sect was cold and arrogant, and would not give a second glance to the casual cultivators in the city.
The so-called banquet is nothing more than beating and expressing one's attitude.
And his attitude is also very obvious.
"I'm very angry. Anyone who offends me will die!"
One can imagine Fang Qing's annoyance at being relegated to such a small town.
But while Yang Yu was having a good time, he only felt funny in his heart. The sequelae of his cunning precepts were accumulating in Fang Qing's body.
Fang Qing, who looked cold, aloof, and unattractive to women, actually had an ever-increasing desire, which then continued to leak out in his dreams.
This happened many times, for many years...
"I am becoming more and more peaceful..."
Walking on the noisy street, Yang Yu felt peaceful. According to the legend, if someone leads the Beidou, a demonic obstacle will arise, but this did not happen to him.
On the contrary, he even felt that he was more peaceful than when he was in the world of mountains and seas.
Shopping slowly, picking up missing ingredients from time to time, eating some special snacks, listening to music, reading books, and drinking a cup of tea.
Along the way, he also bought a few bunches of candied haws for Yuan Ben. Yang Yu felt as if he had returned to his previous life.
The past few decades in the Shanhai Realm have been chaotic and turbulent decades. Without Long Zi to cause trouble, Xie Shan City still looks like a prosperous city.
Yang Prison even had the illusion that he had returned to his previous life.
This feeling……
"very nice."
pity……
"If Xiaosi and mother-in-law are both here..."
Yang Yu's mind changed and he landed on the looming Yuanci Mountain in his Dantian.
[Yuanci Five Elements Mountain (lower grade magic weapon)]
[Category: minor, suppression, rotation...]
[Characteristic: natality]
[Five Elements Dao Fruit, a magic weapon made by assisting the power of Yuan Magnet. It can assist practice, purify spiritual energy, change the properties of magic power, and can slightly rotate the magnetic field (limited by the technique)...]
[Status: Warm and maintained]
【Lingqi:159/5869】
Most magic weapons can be promoted by absorbing materials, and natal magic weapons are easier to upgrade than others.
The promotion of the rank master can also lead to the promotion of magic weapons.
[Mana: one year and three months]
"With my current progress, a hundred years of mana will take at least a thousand days, which is too slow..."
The third update is completed, good night everyone... we will continue the third update tomorrow!