He Comes From the Void

　　　　 The news from Kahn made Xia feel completely lost.

　　 This news is not unimportant and cannot be ignored. And the news can be good or bad, and it's really hard to do.

　　After thinking about it, Xia finally referred to Kahn's suggestion and sent spies to various places to find out the situation.

　　 The next day, Master Yi brought Wukong to Charo and asked them to hold a meeting again.

　　 "No." Xia refused on the spot: "I just instigated the Vastal tribe to unite against the oppression, so you asked me to call another meeting to cancel the action. Are you trying to make me unbelievable?"

　　 "This is not a matter of your own face." Yi said: "If I can't convince you, then listen to your ancestors."

　　 "Ancestor?" Xia and Luo looked at each other, deeply doubting the credibility of this sentence.

　　 These Vasayas of them have not seen their ancestors for hundreds of years, how could a human being related to Vastia Xari. If the other party is not easy, Xia has already swept the master and apprentice out now.

　　 "Can you communicate in the spiritual realm?" Yi didn't want to explain so much, he was ready to speak with facts.

　　 "What are you talking about, Vastia is born to resonate deeply with the spiritual realm." Xia contemptuously said that if humans know that Vastal is closely related to the spiritual realm, they shouldn't get involved with Kunlong.

　　 "No, no, no." Wukong jumped out to explain: "Master does not mean simple psychic. He wants us to enter the spiritual realm and communicate with spirits."

Yesterday, Yi taught him the psychic method of the Promise Sword Sect. Perhaps because of Vastal’s sake, he quickly found the way, and briefly touched the sword spirit lodged on the piercing sword. After an experience Remember that feeling very clearly.

　　 "I have communicated with Vasta Yasya through meditation, and its ability has declined to the point of being invisible, so we can only cross the curtain to meet him." Yi Ping held up his sword, showing full respect for the weapon.

　　Xia Luo and the two are not from the Promise Sword Sect, so they can't use Wukong's method to channel spirits.

　　 "Entering the spiritual realm is not easy." Xia frowned and replied, "But if you really let us meet Vastia Xiarui, there is nothing we can do."

"follow me."

　　 The four of them left the city and plunged into the dense forest. After passing through a few extremely hidden tree-lined paths, they finally came to a cave.

　　 Xia led them into the cave, which was hollowed out. Yi could see that the ground in the center was bathed in flowing soft light. When he looked up, he realized that a Kunlong was floating on the top of the mountain belly, emitting a soft light, slowly rotating.

　　 "In order to protect Kun Long, we use a whole mountain to hide it from humans." Xia lifted his hood and looked up at Kun Long and said.

　　 "Kunlong can only adjust, but cannot let you enter the spiritual realm." Yi said.

"No, Kunlong can also be the door to the other side of the curtain. As long as natural magic flows into the physical realm through the'open door', as long as I control Kunlong to let natural magic flow out, the open channel is enough for us to enter To another field."

　　 After that, Xia looked at Yi, and when he nodded, she immediately started.

　　 She and Luo pulled out three feathers from Yu Pengxia and shook them, and Kun Long's speed increased. At a certain level, suddenly a surge of magic power rushed out like a flood.

　　 The woods outside received this rush of magic power and started to shine. The road they traveled started to turn around, not knowing where it led to.

　　 With the enchantment of magic, the falling cloak began to gleam, glowing with red and gold light, and his feathers were fluttering and erect, and a pair of horns appeared to appear on his angular cheekbones;

　　 And Xia felt that a heavy iron chain that had been wrapped around her neck, chest and brain for many years suddenly broke away, and her feathers rose. Now she can change the color, shape and size of the feathers at will. As long as she wants to, she can raise herself on the ground and float in the air by activating her mind;

　　 And Wukong's hair has also become golden and shiny, and his limbs have become more powerful, which can support him to stand for a long time, no need to use his arms to assist in walking. Now he feels that he will fight Yi for three hundred rounds, and he will not fall behind, and he can compete head-on with Yi without relying on his cleverness.

　　 The transformation of the three Vasyas is easy to see. If Vasyas in ancient times were so strong and had not been independent from human society, how could Noxus hit Presidian all the way?

　　 But what he cares more about right now is to let these Vastaya see what he wants to see.

　　 With this torrent of magic, the Yi draw sword stood up in front of him, closed his eyes and meditated, and entered the state of concentration.

　　 Like sleeping but not sleeping, a subtle sense of lightness runs through the whole body from bottom to top, soaring towards the other side of the curtain.

　　 The other three people couldn't understand Yi's feelings, but they could see that a little white light gathered on the tip of the sword... it was an indescribable and extremely dazzling thing.

　　 "Sen Ling?" Xia asked uncertainly.

　　 "It's a sword spirit." Wukong corrected it: "This is what Master wants to show you."

　　 I saw Wukong stretch out a finger to Bai Guang and said at the same time: "Do it with me, touch Bai Guang, grasp its veins, and let it lead us into the realm of ancestors."

　　 Xia and Luo tried to do the same. They put their fingers into the white light, and after a entanglement, the light in front of them burst out, and they disappeared into the depth of the light with their thoughts.

　　 When they opened their eyes again, they found that they were still in the cave, but the inside of the mountain belly was covered with tapestry. It is very strange that flowers can bloom in the stone, even they are surprised.

　　 When they turned their heads, they saw the master and apprentice, and besides that, there was another person they hadn't seen before.

　　 An old man with white and beard, with a bamboo basket on his back, kind eyebrows and kind eyes.

"This is Vastia Xiarui." Yi pointed to the old man and said, seeing Xia's unbelievable gaze, he explained: "He has now become the appearance of Master Dolan~www.readwn.com~ It turns out that this is more. Master Lan!" Wukong looked at the old man curiously, but before looking at him, he became a heroic niche in front of him.

　　 "Who is this?" Wukong asked.

　　 "Ahem..." Yi suddenly coughed. This is what he looked like when he was fourteen, and he couldn't even recognize his apprentice.

　　 "I don't believe it. Isn't Vasya Xia Rui just like a human?" At this moment, Xia spoke.

　　 She shook her head in disbelief. She felt that this was a farce, and she didn't want to watch it anymore. She had already given birth to the idea of ​​going back.

　　 "Don't be fooled by the'form', you are not that stupid." Yi said to Xia. He is a person here, thinking that he was embarrassed by this sword spirit for a long time, and his strength has not improved for many years.

　　 I saw him and his youth in his four eyes, and the spirit began to change shape again.

　　 First, the jay, then the hawk...The spirit became a strange bird of different shapes soaring in the air, and Kasumi was dizzy.

　　 In the end, it turned into a graceful crane, lightly falling in front of them.

　　 Xia remembered the description of Vasya Xia Rui in the legend-they are immortal form changers, able to use the force of nature as their weapon.

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