After dinner at Changqing's place, it was getting late, so Luo Yan said goodbye and left.
In the next two days, he stayed at home and stayed in the small courtyard to guide Xiaodao and others in their cultivation.
A few months have passed, and Xiaodao's "Viewing Mountains and Seas" has reached the second level of elementary level.
Even though he had just been promoted recently, he didn't have a mentor around to give him advice or practice medicine to help him.
"Viewing Mountains and Seas" is notoriously slow in progress among many basic visualization techniques.
It is quite difficult for Xiao Dao to be able to practice to the second level of elementary level in a few months.
It's not like Luo Yan hasn't considered bringing them some cultivation potions, but without him around, it's impossible for Lei Huo to take care of these children all the time.
If others knew that they had cultivation potions, it would probably bring disaster to these children.
So, at least before the intermediate level.
They can only rely on themselves for their cultivation.
Only when they have the ability to protect themselves will Luo Yan consider giving them some cultivation potions to speed up their progress.
Except for the knife.
Ye Xiang has also completed the practice of "Building Yuan Jue" and awakened the wind spirit of Shenzang.
Like the knife, it is also natural.
The current wind spirit allows Ye Xiang to control the air flow to a limited extent, compress the air flow, and affect the mysterious arts.
This allows him to stir up strong winds, or form wind blades.
If he has the opportunity to come into contact with the Stone of Absolute Beginning, Wind Spirit will transform into Wind King.
At that time, Ye Xiang can make himself fly, or make himself light and flexible.
Considering the inconvenience of Ye Xiang's legs and the characteristics of Shenzang.
While Luo Yan taught Ye Xiang the elementary level skills, he also taught him several mysterious techniques.
Obviously, compared to combat skills, mysticism is more suitable for Ye Xiang, but Luo Yan himself has not worked hard in mysticism.
He doesn't have many occult skills.
However, according to Ye Xiang's current level, mystical arts numbered below 10 are enough.
at last.
Luo Yan thought about the little boy's teaching for two days.
Decided to teach boxing skills to this little guy.
Before the little boy met Luo Yan, he was a little thief in the Mole Gang.
He is naturally agile and flexible and is particularly good at climbing.
Unlike Xiaodao, he likes to dance with knives and swords.
So learning boxing is more appropriate.
After having Yang Tao as a student, Luo Yan is now accustomed to teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.
Even he himself doesn't know.
In fact, he has been imitating Wei Fenghua.
It was already evening after I finished teaching Xiao Bu Dian's boxing skills.
After telling the little guy to practice more frequently and asking Xiao Dao to supervise him, Luo Yan took a bath, changed clothes, and went to bed.
Luo Yan's sleep quality has always been good, but tonight he unexpectedly started to dream.
The scenes in the dream kept flashing by like a fleeting horse.
In these pictures, Luo Yan saw heavy rain, lightning and thunder in a dark forest.
Two warriors are fighting to the death with a group of strange wolf-shaped creatures covered with scales.
The two warriors stood back to back, each holding a sharp long knife. Their eyes were firm and decisive, and they exuded a fierce aura.
They fought fiercely with the wolf beast in the electric light that illuminated the sky and the earth.
The swords and swords flickered in the wind and rain, and the figures of people and beasts kept intertwining.
Blood and rain mixed together.
The wolf beasts continued to fall, and the warriors suffered more and more wounds.
Finally, when they killed all the wolves, the two warriors also fell, and both sides died together.
The scene changes.
The firelight caught Luo Yan's eyes
middle.
He saw an ancient city burning in a sea of blazing fire.
In every street and alley in the ancient city, there are people and beasts fighting.
The fire was raging, the heat wave was overwhelming, and the sky was burning red.
The city was filled with thick smoke and the smell of burnt meat was suffocating.
The roars of beasts, the roars of people, the cries of children, the screams of women.
Various sounds sounded from every corner of the burning ancient city.
The fierce and bloody battle ended until there was no more standing beast in the city.
But the surviving people had no energy left to declare their victory, and there was no joy of victory at all on their faces.
Luo Yan could feel their sadness and pain, which made the corners of his eyes become wet unconsciously in his sleep.
Countless images flashed by.
In these scenes, Luo Yan could see the war between man and beast.
All kinds of strange beasts are constantly attacking people's homes.
People took up their swords and fought bravely against the invasion of wild beasts.
When the picture flickered too fast and was difficult to see clearly, Luo Yan began to hear some sounds.
The sounds seemed to be chanted by a deep male voice.
It's like tens of millions of people singing in unison.
The voices chanted the same thing over and over again.
"Master Yanxi!" ap.
Luo Yan suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
Beside his ears, the chanting seemed to still be faintly ringing.
Luo Yan was panting, but he didn't notice that behind him, some lines were vaguely visible in the air.
Those lines connected several intermittent mysterious symbols.
It's just that these symbols are fleeting and disappear in the blink of an eye.
at the same time.
In the central building of Shenghui Group.
in the dark.
A pair of eyes suddenly opened.
Those were a pair of crimson eyes, and countless figures of strange beasts flashed through the red pupils.
A deep voice spoke.
"Is it my imagination?"
"Did the Tent of the Beginning undergo subtle changes just now?"
"It must be an illusion."
"At that time, the master used the power of Taichu to set up the 'Taichu tent' to suppress our clan."
"Humanity was able to breathe and grow stronger, and finally, together with the gods, they drove us and those beasts into Jambu."
"It took us many years to create some gaps in the Tent of the Beginning, allowing Yan Fu to return to the world."
"But even so, the gap opened is too small."
"Only those beasts can leave. If I hadn't been seriously injured and my strength had plummeted, I wouldn't have been able to hide the arrival of the Tent of the Beginning into the world."
"But the world today is no longer the same as it was back then."
"The human race has seriously degenerated."
"The gods are also missing."
"In addition to those human corpses that were used by similar body-seizing techniques and equipped with armor to deal with those beasts."
"This world is too weak."
"Without the Tent of the Beginning, this world would have been in the possession of our Celestial Ghost Clan."
"Among the existing human beings, there is simply no one who can influence the Tent of the Beginning."
"That was probably just the natural rhythm of the Tent of Absolute Beginning."
"I'm too worried."
"Right now, finding the underworld fish is more important."
"Where on earth did Su Jingyuan, this cunning human being, go?"
The next second.
set
In the regiment headquarters, whether they were sleeping or keeping vigil, they suddenly seemed to hear a terrifying roar ringing in their ears.
Suddenly, everyone was so frightened that they woke up from their sleep or turned pale.
Those blood descendants reacted even more strongly. They vomited blood and were injured directly. The higher they were ranked, the more serious their injuries were.
