Chapter 164 163. "Abnormal version" of phaseless talent ( words - please subscribe for the big chapter) Fire Worshiping Demon Sect Underground secret realm. In the wilderness, Mu Chaiyang's usually kind and friendly face was flickering. One side was in darkness, and the other side was illuminated by a cruel red flame. His tall nose was drawn out in profile by the firelight, and reflected at the corner of his mouth, showing a strange and ferocious look. Those eyes stared dimly at the flames that were burning the bones. After a moment, he sat down cross-legged and started to run the "Ghost Infant Manual". He suddenly seemed to remember something happy, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but then calmed down. This happy thing is nothing. It was he who used the incomplete "Ghost Infant Manual" to defraud a lot of ancient clan contribution points from the second ancestor of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan last year. Then he used some contribution points to add to what he had accumulated, thus redeeming some Important rare materials strengthened the formation in front of him. Lihuo Gathering Formation! ! At the cost of sacrificing powerful monks and absorbing the vitality of the entire sect and even the people of the area, he was able to take the final step - to transform the ghost infant into a divine infant.
This step has been done by successive sect leaders of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, either by training powerful disciples and throwing them into the fire, or by the disciples turning their master into the fire. In short, either you become nutrients, or I become nutrients. The fighting always continues. But it has to be done. Because, the core of this Lihuo Gathering Formation must be a monk who has practiced the "Ghost Infant Sutra". Even so, the time never comes because the fire is not strong enough! After so many twists and turns, it finally fell into the hands of Mu Liyang. At this time, with the operation of the "Ghost Infant Manual", Mu Xianyang felt a stream of miserable red flames twitching from the air like threads peeling off cocoons, along his body, slowly crawling through his flesh and blood and even his soul. An indescribable feeling of excitement came from the body and mind. Mu Xianyang had also wondered about this. He wondered whether it was the excitement caused by "burning life" or the excitement caused by "drawing life". However, after repeated research, he felt that it was the latter. Others burn their lives, this formation gathers life, and he is sitting in the center of the formation, absorbing these lives, thus condensing the ghost baby. After a long while, Mu Chaoyang slowly stood up with a long sigh of relief. He raised his hand to grab a special piece of paper from the void, looked at it repeatedly, then put it away and stepped out of this underground secret realm. After a while, a beauty wrapped in a snow-white gauze skirt stepped outside the hall. When she saw him, she cheered, put her toes on the ground, and fell into his arms lightly, her soft buttocks sank skillfully, Falling onto his strong thighs. Roucu hugged her gently and hooked her neck. "Don't make him suspicious." Mu Xianyang said coldly. Wang Susu suppressed her small mouth in grievance and said: "Don't the Nu family miss the sect master? That little boy has no manliness at all, and he is not even as good as the sect master." Mu Xianyang asked: "Did he make any more requests?" Wang Susu said: "It's just fire or something. He asked for some and then said he was interested in the fire." Mu Xianyang snorted coldly and said: "It seems that he is not exactly the second generation ancestor, but he is somewhat sharp. If you give him some time to grow, the future will be promising." Wang Susu giggled and said, "How can I compare to you, the sect leader?"
Mu Xianyang said: "Let's talk about business." Wang Susu said: "I followed your instructions and managed to twist him around, otherwise he would have really started practicing the Fire Watching Technique." Mu Liyang said: "He is the second-generation ancestor who came to give me contribution points, and he is a clay Bodhisattva who helps me control the sect. I can't really let him practice the "Ghost Infant Sutra". If something happens, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan will Aren't those old monsters coming to trouble me? Susu, it is a great achievement for you to trick him into sleeping on the bed. With your ability, you will definitely make him fascinated by you. If you look for some opportunities to play tricks, sell him more of my sect's other skills, and ask him to contribute more, I will still be of great use. At the same time, pay as much attention as possible to Princess Xi's movements. If there is anything special, remember to report it to me. " "Yes, sect leader." Wang Susu said coquettishly, and then asked, "The opportunity you promised the Nu family with the Purple Mansion, when will it be fulfilled?" Mu Xianyang said: "It's almost done, don't rush it." Wang Susu nodded, then moved her hips, lifted up from him, twisted her waist, and staggered out of the door. Mu Xianyang stared at the twisting buttocks, and an inexplicable evil intention arose in his heart. This woman is indeed the best in collapse, and she is just right to confuse a young boy like that. Let that stupid boy pay for the contribution points. At the same time, with him in the Snow Country, no matter what he does, he will be bound to him. If he wants to be unlucky, he will be unlucky together. Mu Xianyang laughed "Jie Jie". The miserable red flames burned in the surrounding wall lamps. Burning in the fire were the ruined paper puppets, and even some fine bones. It was unclear whether they were the knuckles of humans or animals. Based on the principle of waste utilization, Mu Xianyang needs to use all their remaining power for sacrifice. Just as he was thinking about it, a heavy breath suddenly came from outside the hall, footsteps rumbled, and the ground shook. Mu Xianyang frowned slightly, then put on a friendly smile and hurried out of the hall. When I looked, I saw Princess Xi standing outside the door. Mu Liyang cupped his hands and said with a smile: "What gust of wind brought you here today?" Princess Xi said in a deep voice, "I'm here to say goodbye on behalf of the master." "Farewell?" Mu Xianyang was stunned for a long time, as if he had been struck by lightning, and then said, "Am I not treating you well? I have only lived here for more than a year, why..." Princess Xi said in a deep voice: "The master said he was tired of living here and wanted to change his place." Mu split sun: He had a feeling that all his calculations had failed and his calculations were completely out of order. He chuckled and said, "I will go see the envoy in person. There are many interesting places in my snow country, but the envoy doesn't know." Princess Xi said: "My master said that the mountains and rivers of Baibulaji are everywhere every day. I'm tired of seeing them and it's boring. Can Master Mu make the snow in the Snow Country stop?" Mu Xianyang said: "That's not possible." Princess Xi added: "My master likes Elder Wang who is sleeping with me very much. Please give me a price."
Mu Chaiyang said angrily: "This, this is an elder of our sect, how can he sell it?" Princess Xi said: "She doesn't have much life left, right? Moreover, the blood of the Nine Palaces is ordinary blood, which is waste among wastes. I guess the sect master doesn't want to give her the right to use Xuanxin when it's her turn, right?" Mu Xianyang became even more angry: "This is the elder that our sect has worked so hard to train to the late Jianggong stage!" Princess Xi threatened in a cold voice: "You really don't want to sell it?" Mu Xianyang suddenly stopped talking. He thought quickly in his mind, and after going through it again, he determined that Wang Susu did not know the real secret of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, so he sighed and nodded, saying: "Since the envoy likes it, it is also a blessing for Elder Wang. So be it, I will too. Not too much, just this amount.” He held up three fingers and sighed: "Three" Before he finished speaking, a token was thrown over. Mu Xianyang grabbed it and took a look and found that there were only 300 ancient clan contribution points in it. He frowned immediately. He wanted 3,000. What's three hundred? Princess Xi didn't wait for him to speak, she sneered directly and scolded: "I sold the broken skills and made a lot of contribution points in vain. I won't pursue it anymore. Don't push yourself too far!" After saying that, she stepped on the ground and walked away amidst the rumbling thunder. A few days later. The Nanwu Jianmen sword cultivators who had just settled in Zhengyang Peak for more than a year set off again, following the flying chariot away. The sword cultivators had many complaints in their hearts. Because Zhengyang Peak was actually pretty good everywhere, they didn't understand why the young master from the ancient tribe just changed places and didn't encounter any danger. Not only that, there weren't even any signs of danger. Then the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect is at a time when it has changed its sect leader and is prospering, isn't it great? The sword cultivators could only feel that the young master from the ancient clan was too willful, and he was wasting all his training time when he thought of something. Song Yan didn't care what others thought. He didn't sit leisurely in the chariot at this time. Instead, he sat cautiously and respectfully because Anli was looking at him across the way. As the saying goes, a gentleman cannot stand on a dangerous wall, let alone a devil? Song Yan is the kind of person who, as long as he senses something is wrong, no matter how much effort he puts into it, he will not leave because of laziness, but will continue to rely on the idea of "it should be fine" to maintain the status quo. He likes stability, but if he smells signs of crisis, he will immediately conduct a risk analysis in his heart. If he feels that this crisis can kill him, then he will react as quickly as possible, make a decision, and then act. After seeing the "Demon Infant" and "Sacrifice", and realizing that the entire Snow Country, and even the Ice Wasteland, the destruction of the Lingbo clan may be a "planned plan over a thousand years". His first reaction was to jump out. In the past, he had no choice. Every time he "jumped out", it was accompanied by great difficulties and he had to pay a price, but now he can jump whenever he wants. Not only can he jump if he wants, but he can even take him away if he is told by the other party's elders. The improvement of status will bring many conveniences, even for those who practice mysticism. This is authority.
Enri was still looking at him. Enri is different from the past. Her innocence is no longer there. Even though she looks at her lover tenderly, her eyes still have the vicissitudes accumulated over the years. Those eyes were as sad as death. That sadness is the twilight of waiting for a hundred years. Originally, this delay would last forever, but the moment she recognized Senior Brother Bai, she seemed to have started to reverse growth, and innocent little buds regenerated in Chi Mu's sad eyes. Her big eyes flashed, as if she was shocked when she first saw the "white bad guy", and she stared curiously at the young man in front of her. Song Yan coughed, and a shadow puppet flew outside the carriage. "Come in." The shadow puppet falls in the curtain, showing the appearance of a beauty in a white dress. Song Yan said: "Tell me, did I touch you? I order you to tell the truth!" Wang Susu was stunned and praised: "Master is really a special man. A perverted old man like Master Mu would pounce on him as soon as he saw him, but Master was indifferent, even if he didn't care about his many teasings. Master Mu , It’s really nothing compared to the master.” Song Yan looked at An Li and said, "So, everything you hear and see is... ahem, all to coax the sect leader. Otherwise, how could he sell Elder Wang to me so easily?" If you don't want anything, you will have to ask for something else. If I hadn't been greedy for Elder Wang's beauty, I would have been his sect's secret. In this case, he will not let him go. " Wang Susu stroked her palm and said, "Master is really wise and powerful." After saying that, she raised her hand and flipped through the air, pulled out a formation rubbing diagram, held it up with both hands, and said, "Please take a look." Song Yan took it and squinted her eyes. When she saw Wang Susu lowering her eyes and was about to speak, she saw Anli trying to get up and seemed to want to avoid her, so she said: "Speak directly, there is no need to avoid her." Wang Susu glanced at An Li in surprise. She really didn't understand why such a young lady would be valued by the master? However, she still said directly: "The old man thought I knew nothing, but after so many years, how could I not get a chance? I secretly copied this formation diagram. I don't know what this formation diagram is, and I didn't dare to go out and ask people, but I know that this must be the core secret of the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect." Song Yan said: "You betrayed the old master so decisively?" Wang Susu covered her lips and laughed like a silver bell: "The person who coveted me wanted me to cheat the master's money and dragged his feet to give me what he promised me. I didn't betray him, right? I just suffered a lot of grievances." After that, she looked at Song Yan with her beautiful eyes and smiled: "The master is the only boss who didn't touch me and didn't bully me. Naturally, I will be loyal and swear to be loyal to him until death." Hearing the eight words "loyal and swear to be loyal to him until death", Song Yan laughed. If he kills a BOSS, he climbs up one step; Susu Junior Sister sleeps with a man and climbs up one step.
Now, Junior Sister Su Su must be thinking about sleeping with him. At this moment, Wang Su Su's eyes showed hurt, and she sighed softly, "Su Su knows that the master will not believe it, but time will prove that everything Su Su said is true." Song Yan glanced at An Li and found that An Li was looking at him, so he restrained the laughter he wanted to make, took a deep breath, and said lightly: "Okay." After thinking about it, he said: "Reward." He waved his hand, and Wang Su Su reluctantly withdrew from the flying chariot. Song Yan took out the rubbing array map and looked at it, and then put it away temporarily. In any case, he no longer needs to be so hurried, and he doesn't need to hold his head in his pocket, walk on the tightrope with the madness of a desperate criminal, and dance on the edge of a knife. He still has a lot of time. An Li is still looking at him. Looking at him, An Li suddenly showed a distressed expression. In her heart, Senior Brother Bai is actually quite naive, and now. How much pain did Senior Brother Bai in front of her go through to become what he is now? Originally, she was still worried that Senior Brother Bai would be exposed after possessing the body of a disciple of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. But now it seems that Senior Brother Bai will never be exposed. Senior Brother Bai is a real descendant of a big family, unfathomable and free. Others think that Senior Brother Bai left because of willfulness, but she knows that Senior Brother Bai has a deep meaning. At night. The flying chariot is still in the Snow Country area, and now it has landed on a mountain with a mysterious aura to rest temporarily. The bonfire is rising, and the sword cultivators are sitting cross-legged and meditating, surrounding the flying chariot in the center. In the chariot, Song Yan and An Li whispered, listening to the latter talking about some past events of the Nanwu Sword Sect. This past event is nothing more than the original struggle with the Puppet Sect turned into cooperation, and then jointly opened the ancient teleportation array to connect the north and the south. The struggle was because there were only the Puppet Sect and the Nanwu Sword Sect on that land, and after the Puppet Sect knew about the ancient teleportation array, it wanted to control the ancient teleportation array by controlling the Nanwu Sword Sect. The cooperation was... The demons went south and had no time to breathe. And the stories of some of them slowly unfolded in front of Song Yan. Tian Xiaoling, the niece of Tian Xiaojiu, had no chance to practice because her family was wiped out when she entered the sect, so when the Sword Sect was in seclusion, she escaped into the world with a good senior brother and never returned. Cao Yuzhuang, since she escaped from the old demon Song Yan and brought back a lot of magic sect skills, she has been responsible for managing those magic sect skills, including corpse raising, paper figurines, shadow puppets and other skills. Later, when the demons went south and the Jin Kingdom was about to fall, Cao Yuzhuang left alone with a sword, and through an ambush, she killed all the fleeing Jin royal family, which was regarded as revenge for the destruction of the country. Then she was hunted by demons again and disappeared. The last time the communication stone sent a message, she seemed to be near the East China Sea. Su Yao has been practicing hard. After she followed the sect to the new territory near the Ice Realm Wasteland, she continued to practice hard. Her realm reached the middle stage of the Crimson Palace thirty years ago. She was unwilling to see the sect decline, so she wanted to take the risk of taking the Crimson Palace Pill with powerful demon blood, thinking that she would be able to support the sect if she became stronger. In order to increase the success rate of the Crimson Palace Pill and remove the poison in it as much as possible, An Li listed some more materials. But those materials were extremely expensive, and the extremely poor Nanwu Jianmen could not afford them at all. So Su Yao went alone to the ruins of the Lingbo Ancient Clan in the Ice Realm Wasteland to look for opportunities and try her luck. But she couldn't come back this time. As for the Puppet Sect Although Wang Susu didn't say much, Song Yan roughly guessed the direction. After joining the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, the elders such as Blood Granny and Copper Beard did not get the right to use the Xuanxin because they were outsiders, and then they died of old age one by one. Wang Susu took the initiative to sell all the inheritance of the Puppet Sect, and then clung to the old Sect Master. Later, in the struggle between the old and the new, she helped Mu Lieyang kill the old Sect Master, and thus clung to Mu Lieyang. Of course, Junior Sister Susu herself would never admit that these were all Song Yan's guesses.
Junior Sister Susu is very good at changing her mind, currying favor with the powerful, and avoiding danger. She can be said to be a real scourge for a thousand years. If she hadn't been unable to get around the hurdle of the Crimson Palace Dan Poison and her own Nine Palace Blood was ordinary blood, I'm afraid that Mu Lieyang would really be moved and help her break through the Purple Mansion Realm. As An Li spoke, she felt a burst of fatigue. It has been a long time since she slept peacefully every night like recently. After she closed her eyes, Song Yan gently took a blanket to cover her. These actions made him feel that his thoughts were changing. At this moment, he suddenly felt a thought coming. It was Princess Xi's thought. "Master, I have mentioned your request to the clan, the clan." Song Yan lifted the curtain and walked out, walking away, and came to Princess Xi who was in the shadow of the snow forest not far away, and said: "Speak directly." Princess Xi said: "You want to live in the captive land of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, but that place is not easy for even our own people to enter." "Easy?" Song Yan said, "Just tell me your request." Princess Xi said: "Either make great contributions or pass the talent test. Even if you are the master, you need to be tested. This test is not a test of soul talent, but a test of the talent of our Wuxiang clan. 6◇9◇Book◇Bar The specific test content should be to randomly select a few spells, and after performing them once, let the tester simulate them with the Wuxiang secret technique, and then evaluate them based on the simulation. Those who pass can live in the captive land of their clan with up to five attendants." Song Yan closed his eyes slightly. After randomly selecting the Fire Worshiping Demon Sect, but finding that even the randomly selected place was in danger, he naturally turned his attention to "the best place in the 15 countries of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan"————the captive land of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The Wuxiang Ancient Clan's enclosure is a mountain area with abundant Xuanqi and excellent terrain, named Gushan Mountain. Gushan Mountain is not big, with a total of three peaks, but it takes into account the five elements of Xuanqi and has two Xuanmai hearts on the left and right. It can be said to be a top-level blessed land that captures the essence of heaven and earth. Under the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's formation, the five elements of Xuanqi formed five special Xuanqi cultivation sites surrounding the three peaks. There is a grassland under the peak. There is a small country with simple folk customs and protection on the grassland-Qinghuan Country. In addition, there are many secret realms. The monster blood in the ponds in those secret realms is quite rare, belonging to the special tribute of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. One of the "Dragon Elephant Nine Bloods" that Song Yan needs is obtained from one of the secret realms. Because this place is very small, it has always existed as a reward place for the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The ancestors don't need this kind of place very much, but this is an excellent blessed place for the little things below. Many thoughts flashed through his mind, Song Yan opened his eyes and said, "Tell the tribe that I want to test." Princess Xi looked at the young man in front of her and said in a muffled voice, "Okay." A few months later, the flying chariot crossed most of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan's vassal states, came to the grassland in the far west, and stopped at an open space at the foot of Mount Guye. After waiting for a day, Princess Xi led Song Yan to the test site.
An old man, a middle-aged man, and a young man also arrived soon. The middle-aged man was Tang Xiaokong. "Han'er is going to challenge Mount Guye now?" "Yes." "I remember that when you left, you were practicing Xuan seven levels, how about now?" "Nine levels." Song Yan exerted his strength slightly, showing the aura of the ninth level. The ancestor of the Wuxiang Clan, Yinze, can only restrain his aura, but cannot enhance it. Tang Xiaokong looked at Princess Xi with a puzzled look in his eyes, and asked: "Girl Xi, is this what you mean by less practice?" Princess Xi scratched her head and said: "He didn't practice much." When she spoke, she was looking at Tang Xiaokong, but she subconsciously looked at the boy. The boy was silent. The old man said: "In two years, from the seventh level of Xuan practice to the ninth level, even if he ate resources, he is a genius. Could it be Tianxuan root?" Tang Xiaokong said: "This is your fourth uncle Tang Xiaoping." Song Yan said respectfully: "Fourth uncle, I only have Dixuan root." He has identified that the person with the highest status here is not Tang Xiaokong, nor the fourth uncle with gray hair, but the boy. A cultivator cannot judge his age by his appearance. For example, a cultivator with a lifespan of a thousand years, even if he is more than four hundred years old, still looks like a teenager. A cultivator with a lifespan of five thousand years, even if he is two thousand years old, is still a teenager. The young man had a handsome appearance, but his eyes were as vast as the sea, brighter than the stars. Standing there, he seemed to have blurred the boundary between himself and the world, as if he was in the world, and yet outside of it. Tang Xiaokong looked at the most distinguished young man, and seemed to take two steps back. The young man said calmly: "I just heard that Yin Yang Xuan Long looked at him for ten breaths, and I also heard that he was arrogant and domineering, and actually wanted to test Guye Mountain with the realm of practicing Xuan, so I became a little interested. It just so happened that I wanted to go east again, and passed by here, so I took a detour and came to be a witness and take a look. You don't need to care about me, and you don't need to call me anything. My Wuxiang Ancient Clan is not a place where seniority is judged. Don't be upset because of the old ancestor or grandpa. Young people should be young and arrogant. If they can walk in the clouds, they should be above all living beings. Why should they be humble? Ancestors? Grandpa? They are just used to step on. If you don't even have this little courage, what's the point of practicing Xuan and fighting?"
The calm tone was filled with the domineering aura of awe without anger, and everything seemed so natural. And Tang Xiaokong and the fourth uncle did not refute the words of the young man at all. The young man sat casually on a piece of bluestone, as if he had been detached from the world. Even though he was there, he seemed to have completely disappeared. As long as the eyes did not fall on him, even the consciousness could not detect his existence. Tang Xiaokong also stepped aside, and the old man stepped forward, looked at Song Yan and said: "Since you are practicing Xuan, then I will show you the Xuan magic. These magics are collected by our clan for thousands of years. They are the most difficult and obscure secrets in the Xuan realm. Even the Wuxiang people in the Jianggong realm can't use them after seeing them once. Of course, there are some things that Zifu can't imitate without seeing them several times. Is that right, third brother?" The old man turned his head and glanced at Tang Xiaokong. Tang Xiaokong said speechlessly: "Damn it, that's my son, not me." The old man said: "Didn't you watch it twice before you could imitate it?" After that, the old man looked at Song Yan again and said seriously: "What I just said was just the first test spell. There are three in total today, each one is more difficult than the other. I learned these spells specifically for testing my disciples. I can tell you that it is very difficult. Young people should be crazy, but they also have spirit. Don't destroy your spirit because of madness. You need to be calm when doing things. If you are not sure of it, don't act rashly and damage your spirit. The spirit is easy to damage, but difficult to repair. So, are you really sure you want to try?" Song Yan nodded. The future is long and it is hard to predict good or bad. He will not think that he will always have time to rest. He must take advantage of this good situation to take a breath and occupy more resources and cultivate more strength. Tang Xiaoping said: "I will perform once, and give you one stick of incense time, and then you fight me. We use the same moves. I will suppress my power to the same level as you, as long as you can tie with me, it will be considered passed." Song Yan said: "Fourth uncle, please." After that, he took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and watched attentively. Instantly, the old man in front of him and all the mysterious energy in the air around him turned into strands of lines. Soon, the mysterious energy in the air faded, leaving only the old man. All the mysterious energy trajectories around the old man fell into his eyes.
Tang Xiaoping said: "Watch it!" After that, he suddenly raised his hand, and his palm trembled, and the mysterious energy followed, and the palm trembled continuously, and the mysterious energy continued to overlap. The old man turned around again, as if embracing the stars and the moon. The stacked mysterious energy not only did not disperse, but seemed to have entered reincarnation, and a new round of superposition began. In the superposition, the power in the old man's hand increased at a terrifying speed, because he only accumulated it, but did not dissipate it, so it became stronger and stronger. Song Yan had no thoughts, and all the people and things around him seemed to disappear, leaving only the trajectory of the mysterious energy on the old man. The phaseless talent quickly extracted these mysterious energy trajectories and automatically practiced them in Song Yan's mind. In a moment, the old man stopped. Song Yan closed his eyes. The sky and the earth were silent, the wind blew the clouds, and the long grass was like a knife. When it was close to the time of an incense stick, the panel in Song Yan's mind suddenly jumped, and new information emerged. [Spell] Xuanshan Jiudie (Not yet entered) (Imitation state) "Imitation state" means that Song Yan can directly use spells, but this spell is just imitated, and he cannot grasp the true meaning of it. The three words "Not yet entered" illustrate this point well. He can only imitate it with his own power, but he has not really learned it. Song Yan didn't hesitate. He focused all his attention on "Xuanshan Jiudi" and started to deduce directly with his life span. In fact, with his current soul strength, he could have mastered the "Yinxi Sword Technique" of Rumo Jianmen after reading it once, and he could complete it in one day. But it took him 10 years to complete "Xuanshan Jiudi". He was not satisfied, and spent another 55 years to make further progress. In a blink of an eye, the panel changed: [Spell] "Xuanshan Shidi Huasangtian" (completed) (first successful deduction) "Is it done?" Tang Xiaoping asked. Song Yan opened his eyes and said, "Okay, Fourth Uncle." After the two words fell, the young man and the old man stood apart. Tang Xiaoping waved his hand, indicating that Song Yan should take the first step. Song Yan shook his head. He was testing now, not killing people. Testing should be upright, while killing people should be cunning.
Tang Xiaoping smiled and stepped forward. One step was as fast as the wind, his body was light and agile, his hands spun, he embraced the stars and the moon, and his mysterious energy was superimposed. Song Yan almost copied his movements. The two approached quickly. Tang Xiaokong nodded with satisfaction, but then he seemed to see something, took a breath, then bent over, leaned forward, squinted and looked at Song Yan's movements carefully, as if he was trying to distinguish something. Soon, Song Yan and Tang Xiaoping came into contact with each other. It was just a contact between hands, but it brought about a collision like two mountains. The two flipped their palms in succession, the movements were not complicated, and the speed was not fast, but every time they flipped, the weight of the mountain increased by one layer. The weight on the hands of the two people became more and more exaggerated. It was obviously just a show out of thin air, but every time they flipped their hands, the sense of oppression brought by it was rising rapidly. Most of the spells at the level of practicing Xuan are one-time, how can there be such a snowball? Tang Xiaokong looked carefully, but saw that his fourth brother's face was serious at this time, with deep frowns. Although his movements were unimpeded, his body was tense, and he felt that he was passively and hastily fighting. He was obviously the tester, but at this time he seemed to be the one being tested. Because the boy's hands always rumbled like mountains, and he was fighting back quickly. After nine hands, all the accumulated forces burst out completely. Tang Xiaoping was directly shaken away, with his hands behind his back, floating in the wind, and falling away. He looked forward again, and his pupils suddenly contracted. Not only him, but also Tang Xiaokong and Princess Xi had widened their eyes. Because Song Yan did not move. The exploding power disappeared in front of him. It was like thousands of mountains suddenly turned into flat ground, without any power. How could this be imitation, how could this be formless? This is clearly "using the other's method, adding three points, and then applying it to the other's body"!