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Volume 2: Practice Chapter 36 The Lost Spell

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    The breeze blew, making the branches and leaves of the trees in the mountains undulate like waves.  On the top of a green mountain, there is a woman standing on the top of the tallest tree. As the branches rise and fall, she looks like a weightless bird, her robes fluttering in the wind.  On the top of a mountain not far away, two people stood there, with sword intent surging on their bodies. The man standing in front of them shouted loudly, and the broad and heavy sword in his hand suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance, like a sea wave.  The groans came out.  Dao Yangzi behind him suddenly threw himself towards the ground the moment Zhao Yue drew his sword. The moment he fell to the ground, the ground turned into a swamp in an instant, swallowing him whole.  It quickly returned to hard soil, but that piece looked more tidal, and there were no stones, which was obviously different from the surrounding soil.  The cold light in the hand of the woman in Taoist attire waved out, and a blue curve seemed to appear in the morning sun, which was strangely beautiful.  That blue line looked like it had existed in the sunlight for tens of thousands of years. Zhao Yue's sword had stopped before it was completely drawn out, and the sword chant like a tidal wave suddenly stopped.  The dazzling sword light disappeared instantly, and Zhao Yue had a look of horror on his face. He said slowly: "So fast" Then his head fell from his shoulders, and the half-drawn sword also followed his body.  Fall down.  Dao Yangzi escaped more than ten miles away. His heart beat violently. Although he did not see the scene of Zhao Yue's death, for some reason he always had a strong sense of danger lingering in his heart.  , he was about to get out of the ground, but he held back, and ran forward for a few more miles, feeling that the danger lingering in his heart was dissipated, and then he got out of the earth.  The sharp aura of the Taoist woman made him run away without even thinking about taking action.  There was light in front of him. He had poked his head out from the earth. He couldn't help but look back in the direction of escape. He saw a flash of light blue and his head fell to the ground, his expression frozen.  He was sluggish, and his head rolled to the ground and actually started to say: "So fast." However, there was no bleeding from either the head or the body, because their wounds had been sealed by ice.  But his body was still in the soil, only his head was rolling along the hillside.  The woman in Taoist attire on the treetops of the distant mountain reached out and grabbed it in the void. A light blue sword blade appeared in her hand and disappeared in the blink of an eye.  She stood there looking at the world, and the arrogant Danfeng's eyes were filled with confusion, letting the wind blow her Xuanbing God-keeping robe.  Lin Mingting held a ruler in his hand. The ruler was famous. Each sect would have some magic weapons with the same name as some famous magic weapons in ancient times. However, these were not the famous magic weapons in ancient times, but the magic weapons among various sects.  Refined by the Patriarch himself, it does not take three or two years to take the shape of a magic weapon. Ten or twenty years is just the initial form. The reason why a sect with a long history is strong is because they have enough foundation.  The outstanding figures in the sect in the past dynasties will inevitably refine some magic weapons, and then place them in the mountain gate to nourish them with spiritual power. When the magic weapons take shape a hundred years later, they will be enough to shock Xiao Xiao, and outstanding disciples in the sect can also be captured when they go down the mountain.  Grant a protective shield.  Lin Mingting held a stone box in his hand, which contained a magic weapon that had already been formed. He put it in a stone box and added a seal to it in order to confuse others and make them think that there was something in the box in his hand.  It is the essence of the mountain. He wants to attract the attention of those cultivators who want to dig meat from Luo Xiao.  You can't tell how much strength he still has by just looking at him, but now the practitioners here know that Luo Xiao's disciples must have greatly reduced their strength, but the specific amount of their strength is different for each one.  , if this period of time passes, they, Luo Xiao's disciples, will enter a process in which spells and spiritual power slowly dissipate. If they can find a practice method that suits this world within that period of time, they can transform spiritual power into  If they are evil spirits, then they can retain a lot of their spells. How much they can retain depends on the individual.  A handful of loess condensed into a small man where Lin Mingting walked. The little man had a nose and eyes. He looked at Lin Mingting's back, which looked extremely strange in the silent ground.  A gust of wind blew, and the handful of loess dispersed, and then condensed at another footprint of Lin Mingting.  There was another bumblebee flying in the forest, collecting nectar from the nearby flowers, and occasionally flying over Lin Mingting's head. High in the sky, there was another eagle hovering, looking down at the entire earth.  And among the shadows in the forest, there seemed to be a person escaping along the shadows. He could not stand in the sunlight, and it was not clear what it was in the shadows.  In the sky, the sun was heading towards the middle of the sky. Lin Mingting seemed a little tired. He came to a big tree.He took a rest and sat on the protruding exposed roots of the big tree. He reached out from his arms and took out a gourd, poured out a golden pill in the palm of his hand, and raised his head to pour the pill into his mouth.  Go, that is, at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly appeared, rolling up a piece of dust on the ground and falling towards Lin Mingting's face, seemingly trying to get into Lin Mingting's eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and mouth.  Lin Mingting's hand that was taking the pill suddenly moved away, and he opened his mouth to inhale. The dust that was blown by the wind was immediately sucked into his mouth, and then he immediately swallowed the pill. After a while, there was a sound in the distance.  There was a scream.  Lin Mingting sat there still without moving. After a while, a bird flew from a distance and landed on the tree.  The sunlight followed the gap between the trees and imprinted the shadow of the bird on the ground not far from Lin Mingting.  Lin Mingting half-closed his eyes. Suddenly, his throat squirmed, and he suddenly opened his mouth to spit. A jet of black mud shot out of his mouth like a sharp arrow, nailing the shadow of the bird. The bird on the tree  It fell to the ground with a mournful cry and turned into a ball of withered grass. Then it suddenly ignited spontaneously. In the blink of an eye, only a handful of ashes remained. When a gust of wind blew, the handful of ashes was about to be swept away by the wind, but Lin Mingting suddenly  He stretched out his hand to grab, and took the handful of ashes into his palms. Then he put his two palms together, and light emerged from his palms. He recited an unknown curse quickly and urgently in his mouth, and there was a sound coming from the woods not far away.  There came a muffled grunt.  It was at this time that two eyes appeared on the tree where he was sitting, staring at Lin Mingting, who had his back turned to him. They just kept staring. Slowly, the eyes walked down the tree trunk.  , until he was approaching the root of the tree where Lin Mingting was sitting, Lin Mingting suddenly turned around, a charming light appeared in his eyes, and he said in a blurred and ethereal voice: "You are just a pair of eyes.  How is it possible to still be alive in this world?" The moment he finished speaking, the pair of strange eyes moving in the tree quickly turned into a dead gray, integrated with the tree tree, and finally became part of the tree. At first glance,  , as if there were a pair of eyes on the bark of the tree.  These are just some monsters. Even if Lin Mingting's spiritual power is greatly dissipated, he can still find restraint spells to kill or repel them. However, there is a truly clever person who never shows up. Lin Mingting cannot detect it.  One or two, it is impossible to tell whether it is a demon or a monk. There is a lingering sense of danger in his heart. Sometimes it disappears without being felt at all, and sometimes it becomes strong again.  It's like it's behind your head, you can see it just by turning around.  He stood up, knowing that he still couldn't eliminate the danger. He walked out of the shade of the tree and looked up at the sky. There was an eagle circling in the sky.  He thought to himself, could it be it?  Naturally, he couldn't think of anything. He couldn't tell whether it was the goshawk, so he flipped his hands and took out the mulberry bow. He opened the bow, and an arrow appeared just as he opened it.  However, the goshawk flew to the other side of the mountain when Lin Mingting drew his bow, and he did not shoot the arrow.  Lin Mingting frowned slightly, knowing that this goshawk must not be an ordinary hawk, but it was not the danger that entrenched itself in his heart, but he could not be sure.  He was unable to do anything for a moment, so he strode forward. He knew that danger would eventually appear and there was no need to find it by himself.  Yi Yan had already caught up with Lin Mingting, but did not approach him. Instead, he watched from a distance. The two people next to him were Yi An and Fang Mingkong, but now Fang Mingkong was turned into a demon by Yi Yan.  Such a monk makes it impossible for ordinary people to see his strength unless they attack him, but Yi An still looks like that.  For a long time, the main thing that Turtle Gu Yuan Shen brought to Yi Yan was the mysterious power that could communicate with heaven and earth, followed by the magical power of observing life. Now, the mysterious power that could communicate with heaven and earth has been further substantive, and Yi Yan found that he could do more.  It is easy to capture the spells in the void world, especially when Luo Xiao was destroyed. All Luo Xiao's spells were scattered in the Luoxiao Mountains. At the same time, some monks died, or they used spells in a battle somewhere, Void  The magic aura remains in it, and as long as Yi Yan passes by there, he can catch the mysterious and mysterious meaning of the law.  It's just that most of them are just incomplete wisps of legal intention, without complete spells. However, as long as Yi Yan is given time, he can fuse some spells through those legal intentions. The aura on Fang Mingkong's body that can confuse the monks is  A spell that he had recently captured from nothingness.  Three miles in front of him was Lin Mingting, but there was a ghost monk nearby. The ghost monk held a big jar in his arms. The jar looked dark and heavy. Although he hid it well, Yi Yan still  He was discovered. After all, he was mainly targeting Lin Mingting.  Through the ghostly aura that spreads all over his body, Yi Yan easily knew that he was a ghost monk, and even knew that he came from Beimang Mountain.  &nbsp; Of course he also discovered Yi Yan, but the two of them had a tacit understanding and did not do anything. Yi Yan was not afraid, but the ghost monk tried to stay as far away from Yi Yan as possible, because there were three of Yi Yan here, and he did not use any  The strength of Yi An and Fang Mingkong cannot be seen in the case of magic.  Just now Lin Mingting drew his bow and arrow to hide from the goshawk in the sky, but Yi Yan saw it.  He was also wondering in his heart. He could not see the origin of the goshawk because he did not sense any evil spirit or sense of danger from the goshawk. Instead, he felt that the entire mountain was shrouded in a huge danger.  With.  He understood that Lin Mingting probably sensed this danger, but could not find it out, so he did what he did just now.  The ghost monk's eyes flashed with light like will-o'-the-wisps from time to time, and he changed his position from time to time, as if he was avoiding something. Yi Yan guessed that he probably also felt like he was in danger.  Yi Yan walked forward cautiously. Suddenly, a white flower fell from the tree in front of him. The moment it fell at the same height as Yi Yan, Yi Yan saw a strange smiling face on the petals, with a mouth on the smiling face.  He opened his mouth silently, and there was no sound, but Yi Yan felt that he heard Hua Shang's smiling face's words: Those who continue to advance will die.  </p>
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