As Lu Chen's spiritual energy flowed, the Soul Suppressing Pillar appeared directly above his head. Seeing the Soul Suppressing Pillar's appearance, the black and white Pisces also rushed over happily, coiling around the two sides of the Soul Suppressing Pillar and constantly shaking and rotating.
The aura of death quickly disappeared, Nan Tian Wan'er's chest gradually rose and fell, and Lu Chen slowly felt relieved.
"What's going on?" Lu Chen stared at Nan Tian Wan'er's eyebrows. He found that he couldn't feel Nan Tian Wan'er's mind, and he couldn't even feel the trace of Nan Tian Wan'er's face.
Lu Chen's brows frowned slightly. It was at this time that he heard shouts from the outside world.
"Huh?" Lu Chen turned his head. He found that the aura of death in the reflection space had been almost absorbed by the soul-suppressing pillar. At this time, people outside could also see the situation in the reflection space again.
"Look, the reflection space has become clear."
Someone in the crowd exclaimed: "There are really weapons there, and if you look at it, there are alien beasts there. Alien beasts of this size are rarely seen. As long as you catch one, Whether it's for making materials or for domestication, it's a perfect opportunity."
"Exotic beasts, weapons, magic weapons, and mountains and rivers are faintly behind them. This is definitely a secret space."
"Hey, brothers, I have always had a doubt. Do you think the descending aura can cause such powerful visions? Could it be that the visions we see are all..."
Someone in the crowd said evilly, and not long after, someone started to follow up what he said: "Brother Dao, are you saying that these visions are not actually reflections caused by them, but the emergence of ancient secret realms that cause visions in the world? "
"Look back, the legendary reflections are all empty space, but how come there are mountains and rivers in their reflections."
"This must be a lie. They are in an ancient secret realm. They did this to make us think that this is just their reflection, and then they will have more time to find the secret."
"Yes, yes, it is indeed possible. Let me just say, how could a few young boys cause such a powerful reflection."
The doubts among the crowd grew louder and louder, and they also used various classic examples to try to find the basis for this illusion.
"What do you think?" In a shadow outside Fengtian Mansion, a group of black-robed monks stared at the sky: "Tell me, is this a reflection or an illusion?"
"Huh, why don't you look at this? Who among you hasn't had any reflections?"
A frail man with white hair pushed up his mask, and then he continued: "If the law had not been leaked just now, I would also wonder if it was an illusion, but the law cannot be false."
"This is a real reflection, but this reflection is a bit astonishing."
The white-haired man continued, glancing at the backyard of Fengtian Mansion as he thought: "It should be the influence of the arrival of the Golden Age, and... somewhere, they must have taken advantage of it."
"The reflection is real, and the secret realm is also real. We came to the right place this time."
The white-haired man pointed to the backyard of Fengtian Mansion: "The secret realm in ancient times has been accumulated for so many years. Not to mention that it has caused a reflection that spread across the entire continent, I think it is normal for it to appear three or four times again."
"Are you so sure?" The person who just spoke for the first time spoke again: "We have been to many secret realms, but the secret realm you mentioned has never been seen before."
"Hmph, didn't you notice the sudden appearance of black mist?"
The white-haired man curled his lips somewhat arrogantly: "That's death energy. Ordinary secret realms can't produce it at all. To produce death energy, many monks must die, and the secret realm has been sealed for many years. This is the only way. Only then can the energy of death be brewed.”
"There was so much death energy just now." The white-haired man pointed at the back mountain: "Based on these death energy, it is enough to determine that this secret realm must be a battlefield between gods and ghosts where many people died, and it has been there for millions or tens of millions of years. Opened for the first time."
"That's it?" Some people still didn't believe it: "Maybe it's because of the terrain?"
"Hehe..." The white-haired man moved around, and appeared behind the man like a ghost. He stretched out a pair of pale thin hands, gently touched the man's chin and said, "Because there is a group of opera singers here. "
"An opera singer?" The person who spoke first frowned, and he suddenly opened his eyes: "Sure enough, there is their aura here, so the dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the Jianghai area before were because they opened the secret realm ?”
"Let's go, go directly to the back mountain, maybe we can catch the last things." The white-haired man chuckled, and disappeared like a ghost as his body moved.
The remaining people looked at each other. They were all from the same organization, so they naturally understood what the opera singers meant.
Seeing the white-haired man heading towards the back mountain, they didn't hesitate at all and used the secret treasure to break through the space and break in.
Although the nine of them are in the same team, they never know each other's true identity. The same goes for the opera singers just now. Although they are in the same team on the surface, they actually don't know each other's identity.
Every time they act, they rely on the passing of tokens. They are the same organization and strive for the same goal at the same time, but they have a competitive relationship with each other, especially between each team, which is almost incomparable.
After a while, these people all disappeared. There was no flower or grass in the place where they were just now, as if no one had ever appeared there.
At the same time, the monks under Fengtian Mansion have gone crazy. They seem to have been brainwashed. They do not believe that the reflection in the sky is caused by someone. They only think that this is the scene caused by the opening of the secret realm.
The cheers below made Lu Chen's brows gradually frown. He looked at more and more monks below, and the monks were splicing higher and higher, and he suddenly felt that something was wrong.
Lu Chen was about to make a move when he heard Feng Tiancheng speak from behind: "Little Lu'er, end the reflection and use your sword to control the magic weapon around you. This is the first technique I pass on to you: The weapon skills are with you!!"
"Is the weapon with you?"
Lu Chen was confused for a moment. He felt a little unclear, but Feng Long knew what these four words meant. He quickly punched Lu Chen behind his back: "Just do whatever the Seventh Ancestor tells you to do. I will definitely not do anything to you." Bad."
"Ah, okay, Grandpa Feng, what should I do?"
Lu Chen sent Nan Tian Wan'er, whose breath had calmed down, back to the small world. At the same time, he made a move with his right hand and the Hunyuan Giant Sword automatically returned to his right hand. Feng Long No. 1 also attached to Hunyuan under Feng Long's eyes. On the sword of Yuan Jujian.
"Xiao Lu'er, I'm ready." Fenglong No. 1 shouted softly from the sword.
At the same time, Feng Tiancheng's voice came from behind: "Listen up, little Lu'er. With weapons and skills, using a human to control a sword is inferior, using Qi to control a sword is superior, but both are ordinary. The only way to control a sword with your heart is to use it as a weapon, and it is the so-called magical effect of transcending the mortal world and transforming into an immortal."
"Use people to control the sword, use Qi to control the sword, use the heart to control the sword? Can the sword also transcend the mortal world and become an immortal?"
Lu Chen frowned. He felt baffled when he heard Feng Tiancheng's words, and he also felt that there was something slightly wrong with Fengtian City after waking up from the coma, but as for what was wrong, he couldn't tell at all.
Lu Chen wanted to hear Feng Tiancheng's explanation, but Feng Tiancheng refused to speak. Lu Chen felt a little embarrassed standing there, so he had to ask hurriedly: "Grandpa Feng, what's next? What should we do next?" Woolen cloth?"
"Hey, that's all."
Feng Tiancheng sat on the throne and said playfully: "You have learned all the key points of keeping the weapon with your body. You must remember these few sentences with your heart. As long as you can control the sword with your heart, then you will be the best." A great practitioner who surpasses my generation."
"Hmm? That's it? No more? Grandpa Feng, don't play with me."
Lu Chen looked ahead with a black line on his face. He held the Hunyuan Giant Sword high in both hands. He felt like he was about to cry.
When Feng Tiancheng talked about the weapon technique accompanying the body, he thought it was a profound technique, and immediately put on an attack stance.
But now, the posture is still there, and there are countless monks below looking at him, but Feng Tiancheng said that all the weapon companions have been handed over to him. Lu Chen holds the giant sword in both hands, and there is no point in continuing to hold it up. Now put it down. Neither.
But if he doesn't take any action yet, his reputation as someone who falsely uses Yingying will be confirmed.
"Go on, you should understand what I'm saying."
Feng Tiancheng looked at Lu Chen's back, still smiling playfully, his eyes filled with deep light: "Xiao Lu'er, let me see what kind of things are hidden in you."
"Don't, Grandpa Feng, I will be laughed to death like this." Lu Chen felt like he was going to cry: "I knew I wouldn't have made so many gestures, now I can't end it, wuwuwu, Fenglong, hurry up Think of a way, find someone to lift it up and let me get down."
"You silly boy, isn't what Lord Seventh Ancestor said very clear?" Feng Long patted Lu Chen's head behind Lu Chen: "Keep your weapons with you and wield the sword with your heart!! This is what Lord Seventh Ancestor has given you. Your way of cultivation is the will he taught you."
"Is this Grandpa Feng's will?" Lu Chen frowned again, and he felt his heart beat faster.
"Yes, isn't this the ant practice you have been talking about." Feng Long looked at Lu Shen and became a little angry: "You all know that ant practice is a kind of practice, how come you understand that accompanying the body with weapons is also a kind of practice? "
"Ant cultivation is a kind of cultivation, and keeping weapons with one's body is also a kind of cultivation." Lu Chen murmured to himself, his thoughts began to blur, and the Hunyuan giant sword began to dance in his hands.
"Cultivation is to cultivate the mind, and cultivating the mind is to practice. It won't work if you say it." Feng Long nodded with satisfaction, and was sucked into the Hunyuan Giant Sword and merged with Feng Long No. 1.
