However, foundation building is not something that can be accomplished overnight. It cannot solve the problem of escaping in the short term. The best way to escape across realms is naturally the teleportation talisman. However, although the teleportation talisman is only a mysterious-level talisman, it requires understanding the attributes of space. Those who do not have space spiritual roots It is difficult for her to understand the properties of space!
Yunli pulled back her hair irritably. Now she really wanted to drag Wen Xueruo out and beat her up. If she hadn't snatched Yun Shu's Immortal Mansion, there would be no need to worry about it. She could just hide in the Immortal Mansion.
Unable to hit Wen Xueruo, she could only curse her viciously to stay in the turtle shell for a longer period of time, preferably for a hundred and eighty years.
In the house, Wei Lin leaned softly on the bed. Hearing this, he took out a small wooden sign and said, "It's not that bad. This wooden sign has a self-protection formation. It can block a blow from the Golden Core Stage without any problem. With the buffer time, the escape talisman can It will work.”
Yunli looked at the wooden sign and her eyes lit up. According to the information given, that Zhenren Zhou was in the middle stage of Jindan. His attack on the small wooden sign was easily blocked. The upper limit of the wooden sign's defensive formation may not be in the middle stage of Jindan.
From this point of view, it is very likely that anyone from Nascent Soul to the lower level can stop her. Coupled with her Shu Fang Yi, there is still hope for escape.
After the effects of Shufangyi's medicine had completely worn off, the two continued to do the task. This time it went smoothly without any glitches. After completing the basic task, they returned to Canye Pavilion to hand in the task. Wei Lin, who was about to retreat, received a call from Shen Yi. summons.
Wei Lin looked at the task list in his hand and grimaced. The difficulty of the tasks was not particularly unusual. They were all orders to assassinate the foundation-building monks.
But this list is too long. Taken individually, these tasks are not enough to be a special call. Now they are integrated together to give him a special call task. Do you want him to spend time on the task and have no time to practice? Or do you want to get rid of him with the help of others? Or maybe both?
Shen Yi raised his eyes and glanced at the room behind him out of the corner of his eye. He felt helpless and disdainful that a dignified Jindan-level master had to embarrass a young Qi practitioner.
The deacons all heard about the grudge between Jing Shi and Qian Jiu. Speaking of which, Qian Jiu was also a victim. Master Jing Shi had no way to deal with the real culprit, so he took out his anger on Qian Jiu, who was also at the scene of the accident.
In the past, Qianjiu was a direct descendant of Juesha and an elite member of the pavilion, so he was naturally wary of him. Now, if Lord Jingzhe hadn't publicly severed ties with Qianjiu, Jing Shi would have taken action himself.
Speaking of which, he had also seen Jing Shi's daughter, who had a very bad temper. Because her father was the general manager of the city building, she yelled at them, the deacons in the foundation building period, let alone the young disciples below.
I don’t know how many people she has offended, both overtly and covertly. If it weren’t for the fact that she had a good father, she would have been punished long ago. The murders in the secret realm may have been caused by this.
Seeing Shen Yi's slight movements, Wei Lin sneered. He really thought highly of him. From exchanging items on the market to doing tasks, he stretched his hands longer and longer.
However, one is the chief steward of the market, one is a junior disciple, one is a real person in the late stage of Jindan, and the other has not yet established the foundation, so it is not appropriate to confront them head-on.
He took the order, turned and left.
Time flies, three years fly by in a snap.
On the forest path, a girl in black robe with bright almond eyes stretched out her hand and asked expectantly: "Which one?"
In her pink palm, there were two grains of sand. The boy in blue and white clothes glanced down, thought for a moment, and said, "The one on the left is real."
"Ah." Yunli raised his hand and threw away the grains of sand in his hand, like a defeated rooster, "It's so difficult."
In the past three years, they had spent almost all of their time outside, and had the misfortune to encounter Jindan monks again, but with Shufangyi's powerful 'Ruanjin San', they were always able to narrowly escape.
Yunli has become very good at drawing the Breath Condensing Talisman, and can also make the Earth-level Crane Talisman. In the past three years, she has spent more energy on illusions.
After all, it is a technique that comes with the Hongchen Kung Fu. It will not always be useless, but the progress is very impressive. So far, she can't even transform a grain of sand.
Seeing that she had no confidence at all, Wei Lin comforted him: "Maybe I knew the sand was fake first. I subconsciously compared it and it was easy to tell. Others may not know it at first glance."
"But you can tell the difference just by looking at it."
Yunli pouted and interrupted him. After being depressed for a while, she cheered up and asked seriously: "So how do you tell the difference between them? Their appearance is obviously the same."
Wei Lin smiled and said: "The appearance is quite similar, but it is like a painting. Can you tell the difference between the painting and the real thing?"
"Painting?" Yunli was a little confused. She moved her fingertips slightly, and a grain of sand appeared in her hand again. "It's three-dimensional. How can it be the same as a flat picture?"
"Three dimensions? Floor plan? What nonsense are you talking about again?"
She ignored it, bent down and grabbed a handful of sand, closed her eyes, threw away all distracting thoughts, and tried her best to see the difference between the real sand and her fantasy with the attitude of a bystander.
Gently twirling the sand with her fingertips, she suddenly stood still, looked at her left hand, then her right hand, and murmured to herself: "It's a little different. Well, what exactly is the difference? Well, it seems to be the texture. Yes, the texture is just different!”
She jumped up and shouted excitedly: "I understand, the texture is different!"
Just like authentic products and high imitations, the styles and colors are almost exactly the same, but the fake ones are fake because the materials are different, the fineness of workmanship is different, and the texture is also different.
Her sand is entirely composed of spiritual energy. Except for the carefully carved outer contour, the inside is completely a ball of spiritual energy. The monks have sharp eyesight and can easily see inside, so it is naturally easy to distinguish.
In order to be infinitely close to real sand, it must not float on the surface, but the innermost structure must be exactly the same as sand!
Just what is the structure of sand?
She frowned and tried to recall what she had learned before. She remembered silicon, but she couldn't remember anything else.
She shook her head. This direction was too difficult for her as a liberal arts student, or a liberal arts student with a bad science major. It was better not to embarrass herself and find another way.
Her spiritual consciousness penetrated into a grain of sand, and after observing it bit by bit, she moved to another grain of sand to observe. After testing more than ten grains of sand in this way, she had a vague feeling in her mind, and her fingers flexibly and skillfully typed out Each method and each grain of sand slowly appeared from scratch and appeared bit by bit.
After finishing the technique, she smiled. She didn't need others to confirm, she could clearly feel that this grain of sand had made significant progress compared to the previous transformation.
Wei Lin raised his eyebrows and praised: "Not bad. If you don't look at this one carefully, you won't realize that it is a fake one."
"Hehe," Yunli's whole body was filled with joy. After she was happy, she said humbly: "It's been three years, there should be some progress."
She had found a direction, and she just had to practice more in this direction from now on, and she solved the problem that had been bothering her for three years. While she breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't help but wonder, what is the function of this technique?
An idea flashed in her mind. Could the sand completely transformed by her spiritual power serve as her 'eyes' like Huanshi Ling?
Because the Huanshi Ling is connected with her mind, wherever it goes, her perception can also spread there. The transformed sand obviously cannot communicate with her mind. What about the divine mind?
If spiritual thoughts are incorporated during the transformation, then this thing is simply a weapon for eavesdropping. Just imagine, if a person goes to eavesdrop, not only will the target be large, but it will also be easy to finish the game if it is discovered; but a grain of sand that can be seen everywhere is inconspicuous and inconspicuous. It will attract people's attention, and even if it is discovered, at most it will lose a ray of spiritual consciousness.
No, if she encounters a monk who specializes in spiritual thoughts, it is very possible to counter her with a touch of divine thoughts.
She frowned. Although it had flaws, she could not deny that this method was feasible. After all, there were very few monks who could counterattack with just a ray of spiritual thought.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel hot in her heart, wishing she could practice well now, and urged: "Let's go back, let's go back."
This task is about to expire. After handing in the task, whether she continues to take on tasks or stays in the cabinet, she can always find time to practice and consolidate.
All the way to immortality
