"finished?"
"finished!"
Lu Chen stepped forward and looked at Feng Long, spit out two characters, and then pulled Nan Tian Wan'er to stand beside the master.
After saying these simple words, Feng Long accelerated his wind blade to catch up with Nan Tian Yijian. Lu Chen responded simply and moved Feng Long above his head. Just two simple words already showed the tacit understanding between the two. .
Lu Chen stretched out his hand to straighten the wind dragon above his head and asked, "How is Xiao Jianzi's condition? I feel that although his cultivation has not changed, his fighting methods are much stronger than before."
"This is so far, I feel like that kid has only been developed one-tenth."
Feng Long lay on top of Lu Chen's head. Feeling Lu Chen's further momentum, he nodded and said, "Now I finally know Master Si Li's magic weapon. Why did he choose this brat to be his master?"
Lu Chen took advantage of Master Jun not paying attention to the seal in his hand and took all the sealed bones of Feng Long into the small world: "Didn't he find that sword and harp in the secret realm? Why do you feel so strange? Is there anything else in it? An explanation?"
Feng Long sneered: "Do you think that the natal magic weapon of a generation of killing gods can be easily used by others after losing its owner?"
"To tell you the truth, not even me, not even Lord Seventh Ancestor, even Lord Qingdi, can easily pull out any flying sword without permission."
After hearing Feng Long's words, Mr. Jun raised his head again and looked at the Thirty-Six Swords and Qin of Qiankun behind Nantian Yijian: "This Jianqin is so powerful, I thought it was just an ordinary magic weapon."
Feng Long said with a proud face: "Jianqin is not only powerful, even compared to Xiao Lu'er's Pisces Pan, even compared to Jun Boy's Tiandao Spear, it is even better."
"A few days ago, he accidentally stepped onto the Okita Realm. He forcibly pulled out thirty-six flying swords from the palm of the giant, and let the flying swords merge into one above his head. His figure at that moment made me feel... It feels like Master Si Li is still standing above me."
"Master Si Li..., could it be..."
Master Jun heard what Feng Long said and was so frightened that he shouted: "Oh my God, that piano is the god of death... the magic weapon of the priest in front of the killing temple?"
"Wait, why aren't you surprised at all? Did you already know this?"
When Mr. Jun heard that he was the only one marveling, he turned around and saw Lu Chen and Nan Tian Wan'er nodding calmly. He immediately froze on the spot: "The little Jianzi must have known about it, and I am the only one who doesn't know about it." ?”
"Ah..., there are a bunch of monsters around me."
Mr. Jun's eyes flicked back and forth between the few people, and he said melancholy: "I thought my background was strong, and I was afraid of hurting you by saying it. I didn't expect that all of you have such strong backgrounds."
"Army boy, just get used to it slowly. There are still many things you don't know."
Feng Long looked at Master Jun's manic look and couldn't help but chuckle: "Besides, you are also a monster. If you want to get used to it slowly, I should get used to it slowly."
"Hahaha..." Feng Long stared at Mr. Jun, laughing with self-deprecation and a little excitement.
When Mr. Jun heard Feng Long's words, he rubbed his head and laughed: "Yeah, apart from other things, if I just walk with monsters, then I can be considered a monster."
Looking at Master Jun's silly smile, Feng Long chuckled twice, and then looked at Nan Tian Yijian and continued: "Although that opportunity did not improve his cultivation much, it made his fighting consciousness leap forward. A big mountain."
"But he doesn't know how to use it now. If he can integrate these combat consciousnesses, his combat effectiveness will definitely not be inferior to Lu Chen."
"Well, I knew before that Little Jianzi was definitely not ordinary, but now it seems that Little Jianzi is really extraordinary."
Lu Chen stood aside with the same smile, watching Nan Tian's sword shuttle through the wind blade.
Thousands of wind blades shuttled around Nantian Yijian. Every time Nantian Yijian was knocked down by the wind blades, he could last longer when he stood up again.
Nantian Yijian's fighting consciousness hidden deep in his memory was unearthed bit by bit during this process. While constantly refining the fighting memory, he was also restoring the fighting style of the Okita realm step by step.
"Little Jianzi, use your heart to sense the attacks around you."
Lu Chen put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly at Nan Tian Yijian, "You are already a very strong monk. Learn to feel the flow of spiritual energy around you with your heart."
Lu Chen kept reminding Nan Tian Yijian, and summoned three incarnations to hide around him, always on guard against the appearance of other monks and monsters.
Nan Tian Yijian heard the sound and then noticed Lu Chen's appearance.
Under the siege of heavy wind blades, he stepped back dozens of steps and yelled crazily at Lu Shen: "Boss, please help me beg for mercy. If you keep playing like this, I will be tired even if I am not beaten to death." died."
"Boy, you still have the strength to ask for help? It seems that the wind blade should be strengthened."
The wind dragon flew up from above Lu Chen's head, sprayed out spiritual energy and set up a vacuum barrier around the open space. The rich wind element began to appear in the barrier, and quickly condensed into small wind blades.
Lu Chen looked at the rapidly forming wind blade formation and said with some worry: "Feng Long, this is a bit too serious. After all, Xiao Jianzi only has the Breath Adjustment Realm, and we have to be on our way soon."
"Don't worry, these wind blades are just superficial."
Feng Long looked down at Lu Shen and said with a mean look, "I just want to scare this kid and see how much potential this kid can unleash when danger comes."
"Uh..., Master Fenglong also has such a side?"
Master Jun looked at Feng Long and the increasing number of wind blades in the barrier, and said in confusion: "I thought Master Feng Long was just like the ancestor, with only a serious expression on his face."
"When the wind dragon is normal, it is still very good." Lu Chen looked inside the barrier and said softly: "Little Junzi is about to start. Let's talk about it later. Let us first see what the potential of Little Jianzi is. How big."
As soon as Lu Chen finished speaking, the wind element inside the barrier began to move even more rapidly. Tens of thousands of wind blades pressed against the protective shield and quickly adjusted their direction with the movement of Nan Tian's sword.
Nan Tian Yijian looked at the dense wind blades, rushed towards Lu Chen's direction and said with a sad face: "Boss, please help me beg for mercy, if this continues, people will really die."
Lu Chen looked at Nan Tian Yijian's aggrieved look, and then looked at the densely packed wind blades that almost blocked his entire line of sight, and he instantly became worried again.
Although he knew that Nan Tian Yijian was crying at this moment, and nearly 90% of it was fake, but so many wind blades surrounded Nan Tian Yijian, even if the wind blades were fake, so many wind blades attacked Nan Tian Yijian together, Even if he wasn't seriously injured, his skin would still peel off.
Just as Lu Chen was about to speak out to comfort Nan Tian Yijian, Feng Long's voice appeared directly above his head.
"You don't have to shout, you brat. Even if you scream until your throat breaks, no one can save you. It's better to calm down and feel the spiritual energy flowing around you. This may save your life."
Nantian Yijian was wrapped in layers of storms and wind blades, and he ran anxiously. He didn't hear what Feng Long was saying outside. Occasionally he saw Feng Long's mouth opening and closing, and thought Feng Long was threatening him again. , and instantly started running even more powerfully.
"Guan Xin Sutra: The Great Way to Observe the Heart."
Feng Long looked at Nan Tian Yijian and ignored what he meant. He began to recite the Guan Xin Sutra that he had taught Nan Tian Yijian. Nan Tian Yijian suddenly heard the Guan Xin Sutra coming in, and the soul in his mind suddenly raised his head and looked at The golden ball of light moves along with the scriptures.
The golden ball of light is like another heart of Nantian Yijian, constantly jumping up and down in Nantian Yijian's mind, emitting layers of golden light, stimulating the rapid growth of Nantian Yijian's soul.
"Those golden lights, my memories..." Nan Tianyijian stood at the center of the barrier, suddenly touched his head and roared: "Some things in my memory are still awake, huh? The surrounding spiritual energy has slowed down..."
"The Guanxin Sutra, yes, the Guanxin Sutra is stimulating my soul and body."
Nan Tian Yijian raised his head and looked in the direction of Feng Long, bowed his hands, then crossed his hands on the ground and began to recite the Avalokitesvara Sutra silently. The pale yellow light rushed out of Nan Tian Yijian's pores and slowly dispersed around him. in the air.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
Nan Tian Yijian was wrapped in a pale yellow light and slowly stood up. While everyone was still waiting, Nan Tian Yijian's eyes suddenly opened, and a golden light suddenly shot from his eyes to the sky.
Nan Tian Yijian turned his head and blinked, the golden light in his eyes slowly faded and disappeared, and he said commandingly to Feng Long: "Your name is Feng Long? Come on Feng Long, release your elemental power to me, let me Let’s see where the current monks’ strength lies.”
"Huh? What's going on?"
Lu Chen, Hong Hu, and Feng Long made confused sounds at the same time.
In their opinion, Nan Tian Yijian's movements and demeanor at this time were completely different. Nan Tian Yijian had never been so serious before, and he had never spoken in a commanding tone, nor did he omit the adults after Feng Long. Two words.
"Come on the wind dragon, are you afraid?"
"petition!!"
Nan Tian yijian snorted at Feng Long again, his hands formed complicated handprints on the Tianchi on his abdomen, and the pale yellow light on his body rose into the sky, directly breaking a gap in the barrier.
"Petition: Links to the Scholars!!"
"Petition: Blessings from all dharma!"
"Petition: The road belongs to me!"
Huge willpower rushed to the sky, just like the past few days.
Nantian Yijian once again became the transit bridge between heaven and earth's wish power and the monks, but this time the ones who provided the wish power for Nan Tian Yijian became more than 200 disciples of Chongxu Academy.
