The Memoirs of Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 110 Inheritance
As early as the beginning of the battle, the Ancient One mage used the diffused mist to form a covering layer, and the glass-like space fragments concocted later were used as marking anchors, deeply embedded in every corner of this floor.

He is like a king sitting on a temple, and the space fragments whose energy efficiency is gradually decreasing are those capable officials of different grades, helping him to rule this territory.

However, as Li Ang's magic circle gradually spread, those rampant auras were like heavily armed cavalry. They were small in number but elite and good at fighting. With their high mobility and aggression, they galloped wildly in the territory of Gu Yi .

Whenever Gu Yi wanted to chase and intercept him, he found that he would always be slow to catch up, unable to catch up, unable to beat him to death, unable to surround him. By the time he mobilized his mana to try to fight Li Ang on a large scale, it was already too late.

The single spark cast by Li Ang has already started a prairie fire, easily occupying most of the dominance of the space, without giving Gu Yi any chance to breathe, it seems to slowly eat away at his living space.

"I have to say, it's really an interesting spell structure." Li Ang's eyes flashed bright spots of light. While directing the magic circle to continue to spread, he divided a small part of his mind, stretched out his hand, and fiddled with those invisible magic circles. Intangible spiritual flow veins, "I have never seen this genre of magic."

With a wave of his hand, all the space scales in the corridor were fully restored. The walls and floors that imitate the mortise and tenon structure and folded inward,
It also slowly returned to its original position.

This action was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. It completely swept Gu Yi out of the space, forcing him to escape from the void and retreat to the real plane.

"How is it possible?" The powerful mage hidden in the cloak was suspended in mid-air, unable to restrain his astonishment, he said hoarsely, "How did you do it?"

This technique took several years to develop, and it was barely completed. There were no less than a hundred technical difficulties involved. Even an opponent of the same level as him would take at least half an hour to roughly crack it.

Gu Yi roughly estimated that the aura fluctuations on Li Ang's body were probably at a rather low level, let alone compared with his real body, even this power projection was far inferior.

"In terms of the amount of aura, you are indeed much higher than me," Li Ang spread his hands, and said casually: "But the battle of monks does not depend entirely on the reserves of aura, it needs to pay attention to combat experience, on-the-spot adaptability, heart, and perseverance. And analytical ability as the most important factor."

Li Ang nodded his head, and said calmly in a tone that could not be called sarcasm: "This technique is certainly exquisite, but in my opinion, it seems to be old-fashioned and old-fashioned. I can see a rough idea, I can guess at the second glance, and I can follow the clues with the third glance, and roughly figure out the ins and outs of the entire spell. When I open my eyes again, there will be no secrets in this spell. Words can even be turned into one's own use, causing them to turn their guns around."

This is the truth. You Guo Suoyin is a basic skill that a monk should master. It's just that Li Ang has brought this to the extreme.

Under the cover of the cloak, Gu Yi's expression could not be seen clearly. The mage stared at the opponent in front of him, his mind turned sharply, thinking about countermeasures.

After all, this is just a power projection. Gu Yi's real body is thousands of miles away. It is really reluctant to fight this unknown enemy at such a long distance.If you want to knock down the opponent, you must form a crushing situation and control the enemy with one move.

Figured this out, Gu Yi took a deep breath, stared at Li Ang's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said in a deep voice: "What's your name? What school and school did you come from?"

"My surname is Li, my name is Ang, and I'm self-taught." The young man in a white coat said gently, "Compared to Gu Yi, it's not your real name, is it?"

The mage nodded and began to narrate peacefully.

Ancient One, Ancient One.

This is actually not a person's name, but a title.

Hundreds of years ago, a sage born in the Karma Taj region of the Himalayas mastered the power of magic. He actively explored the origin of magic and accumulated his perception and understanding of magic.

As time passed, the sage's real name disappeared into the long river of history, only the power he wielded continued to grow day by day.

In countless adjustment struggles, the wisdom and strength of the sages convinced other mysterious people, and people respected him as the ancient one, ancient and unique.

The title of Ancient One has spanned hundreds of years and has been passed down from generation to generation like an inexhaustible fire.

Today's ancient mage, his power is not weaker than the earliest sages, and even slightly better - the saying that the older the more powerful is not necessarily applicable in the practice world.

The sages have indeed opened up a broad avenue, and those talented people who have been passed down from generation to generation will join in the exploration of this road without hesitation.

Every generation of Guyi masters is like the pioneers who grope forward in the dark with the persistence of oil lamps. They use their lives to open up this broad road for future generations.

But this generation of Gu Yi, on the basis of his predecessors, has gone further and deeper, and he can even use the power of a certain magic weapon to glimpse a faint phantom of the future in the non-linear flow of time.

It was that dreamlike future fragment that forced Gu Yi to persevere. He firmly believed that Stephen Strange would play an extremely important role in the near future, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was a decisive role. .

"May I ask, what kind of future is it?" Li Ang spread his hands, and asked casually: "A crisis that can make such a powerful mage like you keep secret is even more terrifying to others?"

"Sorry, no comment," Gu Yi said in a deep voice, "The future can only be observed, and cannot be told. Any possible variable will lead to deviations in the future, and most of these deviations are negative. "

"I knew it." Li Ang rolled his eyes and said: "The secrets are unpredictable. Even the true immortals dare not pretend to know the future. Those illusory phantoms are regarded as the truth."

"Today, I must take Stephen Strange away." Gu Yi took off the hood of his cloak, revealing a Celtic woman who can only be described as heroic, solemn and majestic. face.

"." Li Ang's eyes were a little strange, he stared at Gu Yi's bald head, and sighed, "Why am I always dealing with bald heads these days?"

Um? ?

The corner of Gu's eyes twitched, ignoring the disrespectful words of the other party, and he took a step forward, and the complicated lotus-like seal rose from his feet, "Even if it is for this world, I advise you not to stop me."

(End of this chapter)