Regardless of the tone of voice, movements, or even the vitality that their lives should show, these villagers are no different from ordinary people.
But including the guards, everyone seemed to be very familiar with this scene of overlap between illusion and reality. Even those mortals walked straight through Qi Shuang's body like transparent air, and no one cared about it.
"This kind of scene... I seem to have seen it somewhere."
As the journey progressed, the familiar feeling at the beginning was like a river bursting its banks, spreading out of control in Yu Qingyun's heart.
Unfortunately, he was not allowed to think for too long, and the group came to a warehouse filled with grain in the village.
"Red bricks and thatch, it's rodent-proof and moisture-proof. That's right. This is an ordinary granary, right?"
As they approached, Qingyun quickly noticed that this warehouse was different, but he couldn't tell what the difference was for a while.
Immediately after entering the warehouse, Qingyun saw four wind-controlling masters leading the way, each taking out a token of similar texture from their respective Jinna rings.
Watching quietly, I saw that the token was neither gold nor jade. It was a dark silver color with a hint of haze, and the runes engraved on each jade token were slightly different.
These runes were so complicated that Qingyun, who knew nothing about battles, naturally turned his eyes dark, and then Qi Shuang actually took out her maroon token.
After a total of five tokens appeared at the same time, a silver spiritual light swirled out of thin air first from the maroon token, and then penetrated the remaining four silver medals one by one, and the grains in the warehouse soared instantly!
"This...is this a real thing? These rice grains are actually real things!"
Qingyun stretched out his hand to fish it out, and sure enough, he held a handful of millet with a slight fragrance of rice in his hands!
"What's going on? It's all illusion on the outside, but it's real on the inside. Is it really a deception?
As he was thinking about it, the rice grains flying up in the whirlwind suddenly lit up. After the blazing light, a teleportation formation suddenly appeared in the middle of the warehouse!
The five tokens are now embedded in the five corners of the formation.
"Let's go."
Qi Shuang tossed his long hair and said coolly.
"Your precautions are really in place. A teleportation array requires five tokens to be collected at the same time before it can be opened."
Qingyun admired sincerely, but the witch did not reply, but said to Shen Xiuzhu.
"Xiuzhu, follow me."
"yes."
Shen Xiuzhu had no doubt that he was there, but Qingyun was hesitant for the first time, wondering whether to follow him or not.
Because since arriving here, Qi Shuang has been uncharacteristically secretive about many things, which he had to guard against.
But the witch seemed to see through Qingyun's thoughts at a glance, and said with a smile:
"You don't know how to be afraid until you are about to die?"
"hehe."
Qingyun curled up his lips and stepped in openly. After all, if Qi Shuang wanted to harm him, he didn't have to wait until now.
"This is so true~"
After saying that, although Qi Shuang's magic eyes did not open, the blue light seemed to reveal some of her inner emotional fluctuations.
As the four Yuan Hua Realm monks knelt down with great respect and meticulousness, she said leisurely again:
"But be careful later! We'll see you later!"
"What?"
Before the young man could react, he grabbed it in the air, and the maroon jade medal instantly flew back to his palm. Violent spatial fluctuations followed. Before he even had time to ask, the blazing white light completely overwhelmed Qingyun's sight and even his consciousness.
When he was in a daze and could see things again, he was already standing alone at the entrance of a huge courtyard.
"What kind of teleportation formation is this that can actually make people lose consciousness?"
After all, the young master has seen some things in the market. In the past, he would travel through the established space tunnel when teleporting, but the white light just now made him temporarily absent-minded.
But what makes Qingyun feel most uncomfortable is that Qi Shuang and Shen Xiuzhu are missing!
"Damn, what the hell is this four-eyed witch doing?"
After scanning around, Qingyun found that the garden in front of him covered a vast area, at least a dozen acres. However, although it was surrounded by green plants, the distance was hazy with mist, giving it a strong sense of restraint and boundaries.
He knew that this was a sign of a strong barrier around it, and that the courtyard itself was in a small secret realm.
"If you really want to make your home in the fragments of the world, it would be too generous. Could it be that the person who lives in it will be a powerful person from the spirit-returning realm?"
It seemed that Qi Shuang broke his promise and did not really take him to the Demon Sect, but to such a ghost place.
"Could she want to imprison me here? But why would she do this?"
The tent door is wide open, and the couch is swept to welcome you. It seems that someone has been waiting here for a long time.
Having the Dao is a blessing, not a curse, but it is a curse that cannot be avoided. Let’s look at what Qi Shuang or the Demon Sect wants to do!
"Um?"
The young master was just about to raise his foot to enter the door, but suddenly, an extremely powerful and fierce aura rushed towards his face. The momentum alone was so overwhelming that Qingyun couldn't open his eyes.
"Damn, it's a high-level monk again!"
Qingyun's heart suddenly sank. Looking at this menacing look, it was obvious that the person who came was evil!
Sure enough, just as he was breathing, a strong wind hit his face, and this person struck him with a palm without any explanation!
"Depend on!"
The young master cursed in his heart, but his intuition told him that although the opponent's momentum was strong and he was undoubtedly in the iron wind control realm, his palm strength was not very strong, and he did not feel any killing intent. It was probably more of a temptation.
Both feet stepped on the ground and flew upside down. Qingyun barely dodged the opponent's palm that hit his face.
But before he could land, the man flew over at a high speed, obviously not giving him any chance to breathe.
"Hmph, is the Wind Control Realm amazing? I am not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others!"
Since the opponent was bare-handed, he simply used the newly learned Cloud Piercer Palm.
I saw Qingyun first launching his feet together, directly meeting the opponent's rock-hard flesh palm. After having no success, he used the force to fly up, and opened a long distance between him in the air.
Only then did the young man see clearly that this was also a shadow warrior covered in black clothes.
However, he does not have the resolute obsession of Moying, and his short stature and imposing aura make him look like a smaller evil tiger lying on a hill, full of ferocity.
"Either this person is proficient in magic skills, or he has a lot of blood debts under him."
This was the first time Qingyun had seen someone with such strong evil aura besides himself and Wan Congfang.
But now he has no intention of paying attention to this. Since the other party intends to test, he must be satisfied.
The red light in his eyes flashed away, Qingyun turned his palm into a blade, and concentrated all his spiritual power on his right hand. Then, as if he was swinging a sword on a daily basis, he instantly cut out a light red "spiritual blade" and shouted loudly:
"Caiyunluoyue!"
The cloud-piercing palm cuts the clouds and the moon!
Although this move is not as powerful as Guyun Gairi, it will have a fatal advantage if it is your first encounter with the enemy!
The light red spiritual blade, like a full-moon scimitar, hit the back of the short dead man like lightning, and the wind-controlling monk also did not disappoint Qingyun.
As he was flying, he turned around in the air and floated close to the ground. Then he greeted Qingyun's Caiyun Luoyue with his palms again, as if he was planning to fight head-on.
For now, the strength of this person's moves has not exceeded the Yuan Hua realm. Not to mention Yun Yinghong, even the flower demons of the past are far inferior. I am not afraid at all.
The spiritual blade transformed by Caiyun Luoyue was about to come into close contact with the opponent's thick flesh palm, but in the next moment, the spiritual power, no, it might just be the opponent's palm wind that had just clashed with it, the spiritual blade suddenly drew a strange line radian.
After bypassing this person's hand, it actually turned towards his defenseless neck!
If he is hit this time, I am afraid that I will become the first genius in Kyushu to kill Yufeng Realm with the Yuanhua Realm.
Tricky, unexpectedly tricky!
Time seemed to have stopped, and the two people in the air looked at each other, but Qingyun never saw any murderous intention in the other's eyes, only full of kindness and appreciation.
"It's strange. This person doesn't have the aura of a demonic shadow, and his eyes are somewhat familiar. Who is he?"
With lightning flashing in his mind, the great monk in the Wind Control Realm once again taught Qingyun a good lesson about actual combat!
It coincides with the old stone he encountered in Yiren Mountain. This person remained calm in the face of danger and used all the means at his disposal. The body-protecting spiritual shield that had not been opened due to the weight was instantly Appear!
No matter how powerful the Cloud-Piercing Palm was, it could not penetrate the body-protecting spirit shield of the wind-controlling monks. The spirit blade formed by Luoyun Caiyue shattered with the sound.
"Fuck! Cheating!"
The young master cursed in his heart.
However, to his surprise, this person actually removed the body-protecting spirit shield in a provocative manner, and then suddenly jumped up, as if he wanted to fight Qingyun in the air.
"Well done!"
With four palms connected, Qingyun came up and used his strongest attack, Gu Yun Gaiyue, to greet the opponent. However, even though the opponent suppressed his realm to the Yuan Hua realm, Gu Yun Gaiyue was still unable to hurt him at all.
Even Qingyun's own arms were numb, which clearly showed how strong this man was physically.
Then the two of them fell down at the same time, turning rain and clouds, splitting clouds and piercing rocks. Except for the last move that he never understood, Qingyun used the eight-position cloud-piercing palm almost every time.
When the fight reached its peak, the two of them were completely undefended. The fists and palms came and went back and forth. In the space of two or three breaths, the young master no longer knew how many dozen punches he had received from the other party.
Phew~
Blood spurted out, and Qingyun, who could not resist, was finally punched by this person and fell to the ground.
However, the young master is not without any achievements. The sleeves of the strong man in black were also cracked by the shock, and his muscular arms and thick hair were vaguely visible.
Of course, this may also be because he used too much force.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Qingyun jumped up. The opponent did not use stronger spiritual power, and his physical body only had the power of the Concentration Realm at most. Qingyun could still withstand this damage.
Perhaps it was because of the churning of the true spirit power that he was just as evil and wanton. Qingyun's eyes couldn't help but become a little fierce, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth made his originally handsome face look a little evil and cruel.
"Senior, good work, come again!"
Voice-over: I’m looking for some advice from my friends, it’s the only motivation~
