Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Twelve ─ Seeing the Mountain is the Mountain

"It's amazing." Xu Yan quietly felt the changes in his body. All these changes came from emotions. It is always heard that when people are angry, they can often exert more power than usual. But instead, it is easy to act impulsive and reckless.

But if this anger and this emotion can be perfectly controlled by oneself, it will become a powerful help.

Back then, Jiayi, with a deep hatred, smashed rocks in the back mountain day and night. It's just that the anger has not been extinguished, but it has burned more and more. It was not until he saw the figure of his master that he woke up overnight. The anger that was terrifying enough to burn the world was suppressed in the depths by his firm Zen.

Instead of ignoring and giving up this anger, he made it his most powerful weapon.

It was with this purest anger that he could become one of the most powerful cultivators of that era.

……

Jin Qianji smiled and watched Xu Yan's changes, and did not rush to take action.

The nature of their exchanges is inherent, and more is to make each other more familiar with their own changes.

What Jin Qianji broke through was the left-hand palace.

In the same way, under the appraisal of Song Zhixuan and Zhuo Shi, it has been seen that Jin Qianji used to engrave the pattern into the Inhalation Palace.

That is the picture of [Qi Dingshan and River]. Legend has it that it is a mysterious pattern passed down from ancient times, but this pattern has been lost hundreds of years ago, and even the Yuncong Book Pavilion has not been recorded.

In the same way, with Song Zhixuan's high level of pattern art, as long as he sees the pattern, he can perform a reverse deduction. There is no doubt that the pattern [Qi Ding Shanhe] is a very suitable pattern for Jin Qianji. The main function of the pattern is to be stable, neutral and peaceful.

This pattern becomes the pattern of the Qi Palace, and its running speed, fineness and power can be increased by about 30%. For Jin Qianji, who used puppets as his main attack method, it was even more incomparable.

I saw Jin Qianji's eyes flashing with light: "I'm about to shoot." Jin Qianji didn't see any move, a blue shadow was already coming!

Xu Yan grinned, and the figure also disappeared in place.

Phew!

Qing Ying rushed into the air, but it was a turning point that chased Xu Yan.

huhu...

A red shadow joined the battle, also chasing after Xu Yan.

But what alarmed Xu Yan even more was a tiny yellow shadow.

In the past four years, Jin Qianji naturally increased his means.

Not only did the Red Bird and the Blue Wolf grow stronger, and their various organs were increased a lot, Jin Qianji also created a third puppet, the Wasp.

It was a puppet the size of a fist, just don't underestimate its small size, but there are ten different mechanisms inside to generate different attacks. It is because Xu Yan helped to build it that he knew it was dangerous and terrifying.

Xu Yan didn't plan to fight for a long time, he stomped heavily on the ground and jumped into the air.

Huhuhu...

Blue, red, and yellow, three shadows slaughtered towards Xu Yan in the air at the same time! But Xu Yan didn't realize it, he just held his right fist around his waist, and the milky white flame was burning quietly. Jin Qian alerted Zhao Dasheng, and his right hand suddenly stretched out.

Five fingers spread out.

At the same time, Xu Yan has quietly punched.

With this punch, the violent flame meniscus of the past is gone.

It is also a crescent moon, but the whole body is jade white, as if it is a real object carved from white jade, not like a tattoo technique. But on the white jade-like periphery, a deep red sky fire was burning.

【Fire in July】!

This is still the style [Juyue Liuhuo], but it is not the same style as before. Because at the moment, the fire in July is mixed with a violent anger.

This punch is many times stronger than the previous one in the First Palace.

Jin Qianji's eyes shone brightly, her smile unabated: "It's just right."

His five fingers were open, and a triangle seemed to be reflected in the depths of his eyes.

That's not a triangle, that's a mountain.

The mountains are in his eyes.

Seeing a mountain is a mountain.

The Qi Palace and the Left Hand Palace, the power of the lines spewed out.

The lines are crazily staggered and constructed, and then take shape.

A mountain fell out of thin air, blocking between Jin Qianji and Xu Yan.

That is the meaning of mountains.

【Daqingshan】!

Seriously speaking, this time Jin Qianji got more from retreating than Xu Yan. He has been comprehending the heavenly conception of the mountain for four years, but he has not been able to comprehend the stunt that belongs to him. But after this retreat, he finally realized.

I saw this mountain as if it really existed. If you just look at it with the naked eye, you can't tell that it is a mountain composed of lines and lines.

This is a mountain, and it is also a shield.

With the mountain as a shield, unless the mountain is smashed, how can it hurt the people behind the mountain?

Boom!

The jade-white flaming moon collided with the blue-colored mountains!

Before the two could react, they had already reappeared in Xu Yan's house.

Song Zhixuan was a little helpless: "I said you are just learning from each other and getting to know yourselves. Do you need to fight so fiercely?"

Xu Yan shrugged indifferently: "Anyway, in the painting of Senior Brother, there is no trick." Jin Qianji just smiled and said nothing.

"Okay, let's go here today."

……

At night, the moon rises.

On the Qingye Cliff, Xu Yan sat on the edge of the cliff, the grey stone monkey huddled in his arms and fell asleep quietly. In order to be afraid of danger, Xu Yan left stones for Lan Mingxin to take care of. Although Shizi also likes Lan Mingxin, he is the closest to Xu Yan. And since the four years after it was born, it has never left Xu Yan.

Fortunately, Xu Yan came back quickly, otherwise, maybe Xiao Shizi would sneak out to find Xu Yan.

Xu Yan touched the soft and fine hair of the small stone, and looked at the moonlight with fascination.

After a moment, a figure came to him and handed a jug.

Xu Yan didn't even look at it, just took a sip.

"Xu Yan, the third senior brother said that when he was in the desert that day, he felt the breath of the corpse pattern."

The visitor was naturally Jin Qianji. He sat beside Xu Yan and said softly, "Perhaps that friend of yours..."

Xu Yan shook his head: "No, I have felt the breath of his practice. Although he has a cold aura, he doesn't have the deadly intention of the corpse tattoo."

"The corpse pattern, forcibly manipulates the soul of the dead into its own corpse soul. This kind of yin and yang thing will turn its soul into a resentful soul, and there is a very powerful resentment. But there is no such resentment in that brother. , on the contrary, it has a grand meaning.”

Jin Qianji didn't speak.

After all, Xu Yan had really faced the slaughter of a corpse-patterned Daoist like Huangquan Daoist and survived, but he himself had never really faced the corpse-pattern road, so he couldn't comment on this.

Xu Yan looked at the moonlight and thought of the young man who looked like the moonlight.