Waste wood knows everything

Siran felt that it was rare for him to have foresight this time.

He is a salted fish most of the time. For a salted fish, nothing more than lying down and basking in the sun is enough. As for the thing of going upstream to climb the peak, that's what fresh fish do.

Only this time, when Yin Xian had to stay in Jianzong with a very strange attitude, Siran's salty fish heart, which had not been shaken for many years, came alive once in a while, and the sixth sense of small animals brought him a very It was a big warning, so I took special precautions.

Yin titled this person, whose cultivation base is at the stage of distraction, which is several grades behind Siran's foundation-building stage.

As for the journey of cultivation, it is going to be longer and longer. With Siran's current cultivation base, if he wants to understand Yin Xian, he can only exchange his spiritual power for relevant knowledge.

But there is too much knowledge involved in a person, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack, it is impossible to directly let Baoshu list everything related to Yin title.

To put it simply, if Yin Xian has ever been to a secret realm, then a series of knowledge behind this secret realm can be said to be related to him, and a monk in the distracted stage, how many places he has been to and how many techniques he has learned Law, just like the spreading roots of a tree, is far from reaching the end.

The scope must be reduced.

Siran thought, with Jianzong's strength, Yin Xian is definitely not his opponent in a head-to-head fight, so if there is an accident, where will the accident be?

He spent two days pouring all his spiritual power into the treasure book except for drawing the bow every day. He briefly browsed through the key information of Yin Xian, and found that this person was on the top of the formation. genius.

Yin Xian has mastered five eighth-order formations proficiently, and has successfully mastered the overlapping formations of these five formations - in order to understand this information, Siran almost consumed all his spiritual power.

After that, he refined the problem.

The formation is really complicated, so Siran chose to use force to break the trick. He narrowed the problem down to "when attacking with the sword energy of Jianzong Jianxiu, which position should be chosen to break through the overlapping formation mastered by Yin Xian?" , and in the next few days, every day, like a ruthless spiritual power generator, after draining it, it waited for the spiritual root to slowly recover, and finally successfully exchanged all the spiritual power within the day before the accident. Knowledge.

If possible, he hopes that this knowledge will not come in handy.

Yin Xian is indeed a genius in the way of formation, but he absolutely should never have done such a thing for his own selfish desire.

If Yun Mo and Xie Rongqing were not the two who came to pick him up, would Yun Mo have escaped smoothly?

If Yun Xinzhi had been defeated at the beginning, would he have been imprisoned by him in the Jueyan Sect now?

If he wasn't in Jianzong back then, would the entire Jianzong be reduced to ashes because of his morbid obsession with Yun Xinzhi?

And this time, if he fails to redeem the method to break the formation, what will happen?

Did Yun Mo die in the endless darkness, or did Yun Xinzhi sacrifice himself in exchange for his apprentice's life?

The more Siran thought about it, the more angry he became. The more angry he was, the calmer he was. The raging anger burned in his heart, but his brain seemed to be soaked in ice water.

"This Suzerain of the Jue Yan Sect," said Siran, but he did not look at Yin Xian, but stared at the formation in mid-air, and quickly rehearsed the method of breaking the formation in his mind. Stop, "Twisted melons are not sweet, what matters in love is your love and my wish, why should you be obsessed with one person, there is no grass in the end of the world, let it go as soon as possible, hello, I am good, everyone is good - you Think I'm going to say that?"

Siran sneered: "I'm sorry, I just want to say one thing, weak chickens should not be blackened like others, people have self-knowledge, if you want to snatch what is not yours, you have to have the ability to snatch it, really fight If you can't beat it, you just want to mess with it? That's fine, I don't discriminate against people with bad brains, it would be nice if you can really do it, but unfortunately—"

After rehearsing the whole process of breaking the formation in his mind, he smiled and gave the final blow: "It's a pity that your carefully prepared formation seems a little weak? What should I do? I'm so anxious and angry that I will fail after planning for so long ?"

Yin Xian's entire face was darkened.

And the people who were watching were not at peace.

When did this group of monks hear this method of swearing, at most they would swear words like "treacherous", "presumptuous", and "unfortunate death" on weekdays. It's all about yourself.

Unexpectedly, there is such a high-end spraying method in this world that does not include a dirty word, but pierces one's heart with precision.

The older ones were more reserved, and just memorized a few sentences silently. The younger disciples all had expressions of shock as they opened the door to a new world, and murmured: "Is the outside world so scary?" ?”

Qi Feng, who is well-informed and has traveled around: "..."

No, the outside world is still very normal, only Si Ran is the only one that is scary.

Even if he was hit by Qi Feng's sword until he spurted blood, Yin Xian's face had never been so ugly.

Veins protruded from his forehead, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pale face was flushed with anger, and he almost gritted his teeth: "You are eloquent, but it's useless to speak, really. Do you think you can destroy it by hitting the formation by chance? It’s too beautiful to think!"

Siran's eyes were exceptionally calm, he turned directly to Qi Feng, and said, "Elder Qi, are there any sword cultivators with five single spiritual roots of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth in the sect and whose cultivation level is above the out-of-body stage?"

Qi Feng let out a long sigh of relief, and the anger and anxiety that had been suppressed in his heart were swept away. After the incident with Yuqing Pill, he had an inexplicable trust in Siran.

This is a very strange feeling. Although Si Ran seems to be of ordinary strength, but the whole person is full of a sense of detachment that is incompatible with this world. It is difficult to describe it in words, as if standing on the sky overlooking the world. The part that comes out is just the tip of the iceberg, but there are endless mysteries behind it.

Qi Feng clasped his fists and said: "Of course, I am Shan Mu Linggen, and I believe it—"

The flaming long sword beside Yun Xinzhi let out a low cry, and his whole body's aura surged, and he said in a deep voice: "I am a single-fire spiritual root, and I am majoring in the art of Tianyan."

Elder Yu said loudly: "This old man is a single earth spirit root!"

The elder of the Law Enforcement Hall said succinctly: "Single Jinlingen."

As for water spirit roots, this type of spiritual roots is mostly good at using softness to overcome strength, and it is not common in sword cultivators. Among the elders of the sword sect this time, there are no single water spirit roots, but there are a few monks with water spirit roots and double spirit roots.

A high-level disciple stood up at this moment. She had short hair and a pair of exceptionally beautiful blue eyes. She clasped her fists and said, "My Qin Qing, Shanshui Linggen, just advanced to the out-of-body stage, I don't know..."

"Okay, thank you fellow daoist." Siran nodded.

It is best to find five single-attribute spiritual root monks. If you can't gather all of them, it's not impossible to break the formation, but it will take longer.

Seran said calmly: "In this overlapping formation, every time one layer is broken, the resistance of the next layer will be a little higher. The last layer needs Venerable Xinyun's fire sword energy to break through the formation. The lower strength is low. It is impossible to accurately estimate the strength of your sword qi, and please seniors break the formation with the greatest attack at that time. This formation has the power of buffering, and the power when breaking the formation will not spread around. I hope you can rest assured. "

Qi Feng nodded: "Of course."

Siran exhaled slowly, closed his eyes, and looked at the formation in mid-air, as if he wanted to see Yun Mo who was trapped in it through the overlapping formation characters.

"Then let's start," Siran said, "This formation will change with time. For this first formation, please Daoist Qin attack the position seven inches to the right of the center circle and four inches above."

Yin Xian's expression suddenly changed.

He has been betting that Siran just happened to calculate the breaking point of the first formation, but this overlapping formation is changing all the time, even if he can calculate it once, he can never calculate it again and again!

Unfortunately, his wish came true in the end.

Qin Qingshui's blue sword energy lightly hit the formation.

With a clear buzzing sound, the seemingly indestructible overlapping formation trembled violently, and the mysterious characters on it exploded inch by inch, scattered and disappeared like a broken mirror, and the entire formation suddenly disappeared. Shrunk down a circle.

Yin Xian couldn't bear it any longer, and said sharply with red eyes: "This is impossible!"

"Come down again, please Elder Yu attack the position two inches to the left and six inches from the center of the formation." Siran didn't even look at him. Gather into a single point, the smaller the better."

Elder Yu drew his long sword out of its sheath, and his whole body suddenly became fierce. During the wild dance of spiritual energy, a few pieces of long black hair drifted away with the wind.

Siran: "..."

That's a wig, right?Definitely a wig, right?

He said why Elder Yu didn't recognize him at first glance today, the hairline is so thick that he can't recognize him, he thought he had taken some magical medicine, but it turned out that he used a wig!

Elder Yu's piercing golden sword energy pierced straight into the formation. When the formation collapsed, he retracted the sword, snorted coldly, and scanned the circle of disciples around him : "Look, look, what are you looking at!? Have you never seen a wig!?"

The disciples silently looked away and chose to look at Siran.

Siran: "..."

What do you see me doing?My hair is real!

The next process of breaking the formation was also exceptionally smooth.

Every time the clear sound of the formation cracking sounded, Yin Xian's face became a bit ugly, until the last layer of formation was forced by Yun Xinzhi's hot and violent fire-type spiritual power, and Yin Xian's whole body seemed to be shrouded in into a shadow.

He bit off the blood from the tip of his tongue, and lightly licked his lips with the bright red blood. His eyes were full of poison brewed by malice and anger, and he stared straight at Si Ran, as if he wanted to cut him. Flesh and blood.

After a long while, he didn't know if he was too excited, but the corner of his mouth actually evoked a smile that could be called crazy.

Siran didn't notice Yin Xian's abnormal expression, his eyes were all attracted by the figure that appeared after the formation dissipated.

When the last layer of formation collapsed, the entire space was distorted suddenly, and a semicircular disk gradually emerged in the midair, on which was condensed extremely pure aura and a faint trace of immortality. Suddenly, Yun Mo was standing in the middle of the disc.

His eyes were slightly closed, his posture was still exceptionally upright, perhaps due to the exhaustion of spiritual power, his face was a little pale, which caused him to reveal a sense of vulnerability that was completely different from usual.

The next second, after sensing the light from the outside world, Yun Mo opened his eyes, and the sense of fragility dissipated instantly.

Seeing that Yun Mo was safe and sound, Siran's churning anxiety was finally swept away.

Different from the gradual calm in his heart, his calm mind was infected with a little panic, and this panic became more obvious when Mo Jian rubbed against him with extra excitement.

There was only an empty scabbard left at Yun Mo's waist, and Mo Jian happily hooked Siran's belt with the tip of the sword, trying to pull him to Yun Mo's side.

Yun Mo's eyes fell on the tip of the sword, his eyelashes trembled, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to speak.

Siran suddenly thought of the reason for his subconscious panic, and he took a deep breath.

I'm not!not me!I really didn't take the initiative to touch your sword!It was Mo Jian who moved first!

Siran's little heart was squeezing a screaming chicken and trying to sing together. He knew how much these sword repairmen valued their swords. Even though he was very proficient in chopping down trees, he did it himself. , others are absolutely not allowed to touch the slightest.

My life is over--

Seemingly because there was no one to control it, the disc in mid-air slowly descended, Yun Mo walked down the disc slowly, and Mo Jian also desperately pulled Siran forward, completely looking like a spoiled man. screen.

Si Ran had a look of lovelessness on his face, one hand was pressing on the belt to prevent it from being hooked off by the black sword, and the other hand was covering his heart, feeling that he would ascend to heaven in the next second.

When Yun Mo saw this, a smile appeared in his eyes again.

Just as he was about to say something, Yuanpan behind him suddenly burst into an extremely dazzling light.

There was snow in front of him, and Si Ran, who was facing the strong light, couldn't see anything for a moment. He only felt a great suction covering his whole body, and he floated up, just like the earthlings captured by UFO. Hitting somewhere in the sky at high speed.

Yun Mo was startled, and quickly stretched out his hands to grab it. The spiritual power in his body had already been exhausted in the darkness that imprisoned the five senses, so he could only rely on the strength of his body to tightly hold the corner of Siran's clothes——

stab.

Even the high-level magic robe couldn't resist such a terrifying suction force, and the corner of the clothes was instantly torn off!

Seeing this, Yun Mo suddenly grabbed the hilt of the ink sword and threw it out, at the same time, a thought entered into it——

protect him!

In the middle of the sky, the disk that had already landed rose to the sky at some point, and became several times larger along the way. The brilliance flowed on it, and a series of pure black strange symbols were twisted on the outer edge of the disk. The black lines on Yin Xian's face are exactly the same!

The snow-white light emanating from the disc had gradually dissipated, and when Si Ran regained his vision, he found himself standing in mid-air, with what seemed to be a transparent glass under his feet.

As soon as he raised his head, Yin Xian stood not far from him at some point, standing on the transparent glass like him, looking at him with resentful eyes.

Siran took a step back subconsciously, but was stopped by something, he hesitated and stretched out his hand to touch behind him, as if he touched a circle of glass, surrounding the surroundings.

He and Yin Xian were trapped in this space together.

Siran: "..."

What is this, closing the door and beating the dog?

I don't know how this disc did it, but it actually created such a strange enchantment, which strangely divided a space in the midair, and the eyes inside and outside the aperture were connected. He lowered his head slightly and saw Yunmo below.

Mo Jian was also surrounded for some reason, and was struggling to poke the barrier with a small tip. In Si Ran's eyes, it and Yun Mo were like Cowherd and Weaver Girl separated by the Milky Way, looking at each other from a distance across the barrier, but always Unable to get together.

Siran felt that this ink sword was too pitiful, and finally moved a rescuer to save the master, and now he went in with the rescuer again.

He turned around with some headaches, and the sword energy of various spiritual powers behind him was madly attacking this barrier, but this barrier was more stable than the previous formation, no matter how fierce the colorful attacks outside, there was nothing inside interference.

"Yin Xian!" Qi Feng held the long sword and launched a terrifying attack, "Don't be obsessed with it!"

"Hahahahaha..." Yin Xian burst into a burst of crazy laughter, but his eyes never left Siran, the laughter was full of joy, and his expression was particularly distorted, "Okay, you have finally fallen into my hands .”

Siran: "..."

Oh wow.

The netizen who was sprayed by me came along the network cable and beat me.

One of his little hearts was about to beat too fast, but Xianyu's last stubbornness allowed him to maintain his superficial calm, and at the same time he quickly asked for help in his mind: "Book———"

Baoshu: [Wait——]

Siran: "...what are you waiting for?"

Baoshu: [You feel the spiritual power in your body, why do I feel something is wrong, am I dreaming? 】

Before Siran had time to think about the meaning of Baoshu's words, Yin Xian in front of him laughed loudly for a while, as if his revenge had been avenged, and it seemed that only his twisted and happy laughter was left in the world.

On the ground, everyone in Jianzong fell into the madness of extremely suppressed silence and violent attacks regardless of consequences.

"Don't waste your energy," Yin Yan smiled enough, and said softly, "This is a semi-immortal artifact. Although it is broken, it cannot be broken by your cultivation, unless your suzerain successfully breaks through the tribulation. Otherwise, you will just watch quietly below..."

He looked extremely excited, and even trembled all over his body: "Look at how I cut this little bastard into pieces bit by bit, and then crushed his bones into ashes. !"

Yun Xinzhi was furious: "How dare you—"

"Believe me, I have nothing left," Yin Xian looked down sadly, with a soft tone, "Originally, I would have become a pair of gods and Taoists with you, and we would live a life that everyone envied in the Jueyan Sect. If you like to travel, I will accompany you to travel, how nice..."

He quickly twisted and resented: "But all of this! He ruined it! If it wasn't for him—if it wasn't for him—I would definitely make this little bastard pay the price! Even if it is death! I will let You will always remember me! Live forever in the pain I gave you!"

Yin Xian's resentful words echoed throughout the world, but the malice contained in them made everyone's heart shudder.

"In that case—"

Amidst the buzzing whispers, Yun Mo's clear voice covered up all the hustle and bustle, his eyes were cold, but his tone was very calm: "——Why don't I do it instead."

Yin Xian tilted his head slightly: "You?"

"If you want to achieve your own goals, wouldn't it be better to use me? I am the master's apprentice, but Siran, he is just an irrelevant person," Yun Mo said calmly, "It's not the effect that you replace me Is it better?"

Yin Xian narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Yun Mo appreciatively.

He had heard about Yun Mo in the Jueyan Sect. He was the most talented disciple of the Sword Sect. Some people commented that he was a natural swordsman. He only had the sword in his eyes. He was cold-hearted and would never enter He can't see the slightest bit.

"I was wrong." After a long silence, Yin Xian suddenly chuckled, "Xinzhi has a kind personality. If he knows that someone has died in pain because of him, he will definitely fall into it in the future and cannot extricate himself. Here That's enough. It's you, it turns out that you have such a relationship with him, I didn't expect that the effect of torturing him alone would be so good."

Yun Mo's mood suddenly became chaotic.

The hands behind his back tightly pinched the palms, and a trace of blood slowly fell down the palms.

Yin Xian seemed to be in a very good mood, and he explained to Yun Mo patiently: "This semi-immortal artifact can create a completely isolated space, but it is broken. In order to complete the rules, it will Raise the cultivation bases of both parties in the space to the same level based on the one with the highest cultivation base... It's a pity, if I didn't have to add this condition to complete the rules, I would have used this semi-immortal weapon to trap you directly gone."

"It's just that, I also admit that sword cultivators are really powerful. Under the same cultivation level, they are almost invincible. If you and I have the same cultivation level, I'm not sure that I can beat you."

After Yin Xian finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to Yun Mo, and looked at Siran mockingly: "And you... oh, you're just a waste of five spiritual roots, I'm afraid you won't be able to reach my level in this life, haha Hahahaha... You should be thankful that you can still feel what kind of existence this distraction cultivation level is before you die!"

Between monks and monks, even if the cultivation bases are exactly the same, the combat power is also very different.

In Yin Xian's view, a rookie like Siran who has only built a foundation for a few days and hasn't learned a few spells, even if he has a cultivation level of distraction, is definitely not his opponent.

If you really want to describe it, it is like a fortress mage with a whole blue bar empty but all skills are cd.

At this time, Yin Xian's heart was extremely divided. The disillusioned remorse and the upcoming abuse made him tremble with excitement, especially this kind of abuse watched by countless people. He could already imagine that the onlookers How hated, cursed, powerless and sad it should be, just like he used to be.

He wants to bring the despair he has experienced to everyone.

Siran: "..."

Siran murmured in his heart: "Shu'er, does this really exist?"

The treasure book also posted a line of extremely dreamy characters: [Oh my God, does this really exist? 】

The spiritual power in the body is incredible. If the Qi refining period is like flowing water, and the foundation building period is like a stream, then the distraction period, which is fostered by half-immortal artifacts, is simply a vast and boundless sea——

At a glance, it is full of water!

A simple perception in the body is full of spiritual power!

The treasure book was so moved that I was about to cry: [God, I thought it would take thousands of years before we could see so much knowledge and let us pick it up at will. Wow, look at these, so many high-level spells Martial arts pill recipe ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

Si Ran tried to calm himself down: "Calm down, we are still fighting, and there is a pervert who is distracted on the opposite side and wants to crush me... Why are there so many high-level spells? Can you memorize a few first, where is the paper! Is there any paper! Can you write on it?"

Baoshu: [Don't worry, the Yin-rank practitioner is Mingshui Jue. The weapon in his hand is a kind of silk spun by a dying silkworm... Ah, forget it, forget it, and you won't remember it if you say too much. I'll start with his weapon. List out all the weaknesses, and when the time comes to fight, I will tell you how to do it. Oh, this person's skills are also quite rough, with so many vital gates, one poke will be accurate! 】

Siran took out the bow from the storage bag and squeezed it in his hand, a large piece of text appeared in front of his eyes, just like playing a game, the auxiliary line of the attack point was all arranged in perspective.

He was shocked: "So I am so powerful?"

Baoshu is modest: [Generally so-so, this kind of real-time analysis must at least have the same level of cultivation. 】

Siran held the bow tighter: "Then what if I can't shoot correctly?"

Baoshu: 【Didn't Mo Jian also follow you?Just take the sword and chop it! 】

Si Ran refused: "No! That's Yun Mo's sword! Don't touch it!"

Baoshu: [It's not like you haven't touched it before... Forget it, just hit it with a bow! 】

Siran was full of confidence: "Okay!"

Outside, in the eyes of everyone, after a moment of silence, Siran took out a very simple entry-level bow from the storage bag, and then held the bow tightly, looking extremely weak and pitiful.

Liu Sirui below cursed: "Yin Xian! You are not human—"

Yin Xian, however, straightened his long hair with his fingers slowly, and slowly looked at Siran's expressionless and silent appearance. He didn't see the panic he imagined, and he was a little dissatisfied, saying: "What? Are you petrified?"

Only then did Siran tremble lightly, as if he had come back to his senses.

Yin Xian said softly: "Why don't you speak? Huh? Could it be that you want to save your strength and wait for the wailing and screaming later? You don't have to worry about your voice being hoarse. When the time comes, I will give you one by one." Feed the life-sustaining elixir, unless I am satisfied, otherwise, you don't even want to die..."

Baoshu: [Oh, that Yin has been babbling for so long... Wow, this high-level technique looks so powerful, learn it!I'll divide an area for you and paste it up, so hurry up and memorize it! 】

In front of Siran's eyes were densely packed texts, one high-level technique in the east and one high-level martial art in the west, and felt that it was a sweet annoyance: "Did you overestimate my memory?"

Baoshu: [Then take a small notebook and write it down! 】

Seeing that Siran was in a daze again, Yin Xian's complexion sank, but he soon laughed again, and said: "A waste is a waste, I was so frightened in this battle...Xiao Ran, I'm talking to you Well, why don't you speak?"

Surrounded by the crowd of high-level knowledge, Siran finally allocated some attention to Yin Xian, and thought about his words: "Probably... because I'm afraid of laughing out loud."

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