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Volume 1: The Wind Rises the Roaring Dragon Chapter 105: The Sky-Mending Stone

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    The three of them watched the rowing boat go away quietly. Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but said: "Youzhao, are you sure this kid can do it?" Guodu sighed and said: "If you can't, you have to try it. We have a fifth-grade magic weapon.  All the tests have failed, and the price of the fourth-grade magic weapon is too great, which is beyond our ability to bear. " Yuan Youzhao smiled and said: "Yes, this is the only way to try. I hope he can succeed. I have seen it with my own eyes.  The Vajra monk he shot is definitely genuine, and with his cultivation at the third level of foundation building, he is really a genius." Li Xiaofeng snorted coldly and said: "What a genius, if he only cultivates foundation building, he can reach the third level in one go.  , I can still admit it, but he has practiced the Vajra Technique again. If he is lucky enough to come back alive this time, just watch. I am afraid that he will not be able to pass the fifth level of foundation building in ten years. How can it be such a good thing if he wants to take it all.  " Yuan Youzhao suddenly remembered something and said: "I almost forgot, Senior Brother Li, it seems that Uncle Li was also a practitioner of both law and body back then? " Li Xiaofeng didn't want to mention it more, and just said with a cold face: "I'm just waiting to see what you do.  What a show of talented junior brother!" After a pause, a surprised expression suddenly appeared on his face, and he said: "Hey, this guy has some skills." Both of them knew that Li Xiaofeng could control the sky boat remotely, so they naturally got on the sky boat.  I could also observe the situation clearly and quickly asked what was wrong.  Li Xiaofeng murmured: "He has shrunk all the foundation-building skills, and he is now a pure Vajra monk." Yuan Youzhao and Lonely flashed a hint of surprise, and said: "Doesn't that mean we are very sure? We are very sure.  Go get ready." After saying that, the two people flew towards their respective directions.  This hilltop was originally Li Xiaofeng's position. Seeing that these two people were completely unaware of what he meant, he couldn't help but shook his head and said to himself: "Father, if you knew that such a person existed, what would you think?" ¡ù  ¡ù¡ù¡ù¡ù Naturally, Lin Qingye here didn¡¯t know that these three people were still discussing him. After he flew by in the sky boat for a while, he began to sit down cross-legged and follow the previous method to combine the entire air sea and spirit.  All the power is incorporated into the aura of the pattern language.  He hesitated for a moment, and then put the power of the Yin Ping Sheng Yang Jue, that is, the intertwined power of yin and yang, into the Wenyu aura. At this time, he was a pure Vajra monk.  The meridians were bulging and the Gang Yuan was flowing. Lin Qingye could feel the vigorous power in her palms extending. Sure enough, after absorbing the sea of ????qi, her cultivation of the Vajra Art seemed to have improved. Between the two  Sure enough, there is mutual suppression.  He sat cross-legged on the rowing boat, waiting for the signal from there. At the same time, he raised his Hidden Dragon Eyes and looked around.  The position at this time was very close to that area, but the hanging tree still looked far away. Even if he looked hard, he felt that the mist was like a substance, blocking the middle, but through the mist, he could vaguely see  You can feel that there are all kinds of shiny things in the hanging wood. As for what they are, it is really difficult to see clearly.  After an unknown amount of time, suddenly a red sword energy flashed in the sky in the distance. Lin Qingye knew that this should be a signal. Sure enough, before she had time to react, the rowing boat she sat down on had already moved forward quickly.  In just a moment, he had already arrived in the mist that was like a substance. The paddling boat could no longer move forward. Lin Qingye only felt a suffocating force oppressing him from all around. His eyes became blurry, and he took up the Gang Yuan.  , kept pressing in the void, but his figure jumped high and flew towards the inside.  In a white mist, Lin Qingye's Gang Yuan leaked out. He pulled and closed his hands, and he held a long Gang Yuan stick in his hand, slashing at the surroundings.  Finally, he felt the pressure around him lighten, a gentle wind blew by, and the fog in front of his eyes disappeared, and he finally saw the cliff clearly.  From a distance, they look like wooden piles. They are lined up in front of you. The closest one is next to you. Looking from top to bottom, these wooden piles are only ten feet long at most, and their number is nine vertical and nine horizontal.  , eighty-one, and this wooden pile is not actually wood, but a special material with a shiny surface.  A hundred feet below these eighty-one wooden piles, a huge black hole is spinning silently, as if a huge monster is waiting for people to enter with its mouth open.  Lin Qingye gently touched the wooden stake next to her with her hand. The tentacles were cold, but soon Lin Qingye discovered something strange.  He picked up the Gang Yuan and thrust his hand towards the wooden stake. The wooden stake was penetrated by him at once. He could clearly see that his fingers passed through the wooden stake and were submerged in the wooden stake.     What exactly is this?  Lin Qingye felt that everything in front of him was really beyond his cognitive scope, but he also remembered that he came here for the Xuan Obsidian. He withdrew his hand, took up the Hidden Dragon Eye, and swept it towards all the wooden stakes.    With this sweep, his eyes suddenly flashed.  It turns out that there are seven or eight colors of light shining on these eighty-one wooden piles, and special power can be faintly seen flowing among them.  If each of these colors is a special material, wouldn¡¯t you have made it yourself?  Lin Qingye hurriedly picked up the Hidden Dragon Eye and looked at the pillar beside him. He saw a splendor not far away. He glanced at it and fished for the splendor.  These extraordinary splendors were actually contained in the pillars. Lin Qingye immediately understood why vajra monks had to come here. Without Gang Yuan, it was impossible to enter the pillars, let alone get these things.  He already held a substance in his hand. When he took it out, he saw that it was a shining white bead, which did not seem to be the mysterious obsidian.  But since they are all together, they should all be valuable things, right?  With this energy, Lin Qingye felt happy. She took seven or eight stones from the pillar at hand, three of which were Xuan Yao stones.  Just as he reached out to get the ninth stone, suddenly the whole column shook violently, and a huge force shook him out.  ¡°Then I heard a continuous roar in my ears. The pillar that was originally hanging in the air fell down, and then the three pillars on the side also fell down. This time, four pillars fell.  Lin Qingye felt distressed as she watched the four pillars fall into the black hole together. She hadn't dug out the three pillars on the side yet. What should she do?  There was no place to put the nine stones in his hand. Here, he did not dare to use his spiritual power to open the storage bag, otherwise he would fall directly.  An idea flashed in his mind, and he recited the pattern language. Then, as soon as the patterns on his body lit up, the nine stones in his hand disappeared, and they were all sent into the space of the pattern language by him.  The eighth grade of the pattern language can open up a small area to store things. Lin Qingye became excited. With this space of pattern language, he can hide things secretly. However, they need five mysterious obsidian stones. Currently, they have  There seem to be only three.  He glanced at the other pillars not far away, and when he glanced at the Hidden Dragon Eye, he found that the condition was basically the same as that of the pillar just now. He was overjoyed and passed over. This time he was more cautious and dug out seven or eight stones in a row.  He dared to take the ninth stone again, and he kept busy like this for who knows how long. He took eight stones from three pillars, and added the nine stones from the first pillar in front, taking a total of thirty-three stones.  , twelve of them are obsidian, and the others are yellow, white, purple, or green.  When he was about to get it again, suddenly the whole space began to shake violently. The four pillars he had taken before also shook violently and fell down. Lin Qingye dodged past these pillars and was about to do the same thing as last time.  Then he went to find the pillar to attack. Suddenly, a huge suction force came from the black hole below, and a surging black mist rushed upward.  Lin Qingye trembled in fright, exclaimed and flew away.  Unfortunately, there was a layer of fog when he came in, and there was another layer when he came out. As soon as he flew out, his whole body was blocked by that layer of mist. Gang Yuan swept across, trying to break through the mist, but it seemed that the mist would  Automatically shrinking, the stronger the Gang Yuan he released, the stronger the viscosity of the mist. Moreover, he had just dug four pillars of stone in a row, which also consumed a lot of energy, and the whole person was firmly trapped in the mist.  middle.  At this time, a roaring sound came from behind him. He turned around and saw that the black mist had swept across the entire hanging tree group in an instant. The hanging tree was no longer visible, but the only thing worth celebrating was the mist.  It is also effective against this black mist.  Layer after layer of black mist hit the mist, and the mist stuck to them all equally, but the black mist was able to break away in a moment, and then rushed over again.  Lin Qingye was in the mist, already scared to death. The mist seemed to have spent most of its energy on resisting the black mist, so Lin Qingye's random sweeping of Gangyuan was not as good as before.  So difficult.  At this moment, Lin Qingye suddenly heard a cry in her ears: "Put down the sky-mending stone and spare your life!" Lin Qingye was stunned for a moment. Someone spoke?  He looked back and saw that the black mist had transformed into a huge head, with its mouth open and sucking towards him.  Lin Qingye couldn't care about anything else at this time. The spiritual energy of the pattern language was circulating, and the power of the Kaiyang Jue was released fiercely. With a slash of both palms, the Luo Feng Jue was launched and flew outward.  As soon as the power of the Kaiyang Technique was released, the intertwining power of yin and yang immediately overlapped with the mist. Then a clear cry sounded, and Lin Qingye flew out. In just a fraction of a second, the black mist had broken through to the end of the mist.  , but for some reason, it is difficult to move forward any further.  Lin Qingye was so frightened that she didn't even dare to look back, and immediately rushed out, the power of Kaiyang Jue seemed to be suckingThere was a little mist, and now he was flying in the wind, and his speed was surprisingly fast.  I don¡¯t know how long it took, but Lin Qingye felt that all the strength in her body was almost exhausted, and then she landed on a nearby hilltop and gasped.  The huge head formed by the black mist just now is really scary, but are the sky-repairing stones in his mouth the ones he took?
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