Refining Genius Cultivation

Yimeng saw that the tall old man and the other two had surrounded Fang Yunlong once again, while Fang Yunlong was still nervously setting up the array, his body occasionally trembling.

Yimeng knew that the old man Jiu Rou's walking stick had indeed heavily injured Fang Yunlong, and her heart relaxed slightly as she looked at Fang Yunlong tenderly. An unknown feeling surfaced in her heart, as if she was overjoyed, but also as if she was in extreme pain.

Suddenly, Yimeng realised that when Fang Yunlong was facing the three of them who were attacking him, she actually smiled at him, the same charming yet tolerant smile, her heart trembled, and she was actually stunned.

Soon after, he realized that the tall old man and the other two had disappeared, while Fang Yunlong had also disappeared, leaving only his pair of intelligent eyes.

With an enchanting and forgiving smile, her hands continuously flapping around, she could still vaguely see that the place Fang Yunlong just stood in had become pitch black.

Yimeng understood that Fang Yunlong's array had already been set up successfully.

Yimeng sat cross legged and placed the Jade Zither on his knees, he calmed his mind and started to play the zither, suddenly it was melodious and resonated, the sound of the zither resonating throughout the peach forest.

It was difficult to go down the glacial stream of the Serene Swallow. The silver bottle broke through the ice, and the sound of the zither was like water. The cool night air was like water.

The zither music traveled through a long period of time before suddenly stopping. The peach forest returned to silence, and the current silence was the culmination of the most violent rush of soul stealing. Just when Yimeng was about to pick up the last note.

At the end of the soul snatching, a figure as straight as a pine suddenly appeared in her heart. A shout of applause rang out, causing Yi Meng's heart to tremble. She spat out a mouthful of blood onto the jade guqin before her.

Yimeng's mind was at a loss, she understood, Soul Stealing was no longer a soul stealing, but a soul stealing, just a soul stealing.

It was a dark night. Within the eight hundred mountains, a figure was rapidly advancing. However, if one looked carefully, they would see that this figure was staggering forward through the forest.

It was the injured Fang Yunlong who had escaped. As Fang Yunlong advanced, he was also thinking about the battle just now. If not for him successfully setting up the Maze Heaven Eight Men Array, he would probably have already crossed over to another world.

Although this formation wasn't as effective as the eight golden lock formations, it was still a combination of the eight golden lock formations that Fang Yunlong's best friend Fang Tong had created using the grand formation and the chaotic array.

In the Magic Formation, it was not as powerful as the Heaven Calamity Formation, but this formation contained a part of the advantage of two formations, allowing the two to merge into one and form the Heaven Mystery Eight Men Array.

If one was caught in this array, they would see illusions. First, they would see their surroundings. If it was a sunny day, the array would have a dazzling sunlight shining down on them, making them unable to open their eyes.

At this moment, if one were to make a sound, it would be like a thunderous roar that reverberated in the air and reverberated in the ears. Secondly, there was the trap array with eight golden lock arrays. Inside the array, the surroundings were empty, running back and forth but still unable to find the way, and no one could be seen.

Although the setting up of the eight Men Array s was slow, it was still much faster than the eight golden lock formations and the Primal Chaos formations.

While blocking the sound of the zither, and at the same time setting up the Maze Heaven Eight Men Array, Fang Yunlong was pondering about how to lure the tall old man and the other two into the formation. That way, he would be able to safely escape.

When Fang Yunlong finished setting up the Mystery Sky Eight Men Array, he saw that the tall elder and the other two had already broken the small array and were rushing towards him, so he continued to set up the array. As expected, they were tricked and fell into the trap.

Fang Yunlong resisted Yimeng's attack from the zither and ate a pill. While enduring the pain, he took advantage of the effects of the Maze Heaven Eight Men Array and used a lightness technique, then slipped away one after another.

Not daring to take a break, Fang Yunlong continued to advance forward. However, Fang Yunlong had been pondering, if he could split his attention between the two of them, just like the old urchin Zhou Bo Tong, then he would be able to withstand Yimeng's zither attacks while fighting against the three of them.

Thinking about it, Fang Yunlong immediately put it into practice. At this time, Yimeng was playing Soul Stealing, and on one side, she was circulating her unknown Innate Qi to block Yimeng's zither attacks, on the other side, she was using her Qing Gong to escape.

At the beginning, his mind was constantly affected by the zither music, causing his body to pause and slow down instead of increase in speed.

Gradually, with an extraordinary level of comprehension, Fang Yunlong gradually grasped the art of dual-use. He was already able to resist Yimeng's zither music while escaping with his Qing Gong, and his speed became faster and faster.

Having heard of Soul Stealing, Fang Yunlong was more familiar with Soul Stealing, but this time, he could still hear a different kind of allure, making him feel even more emotional about Yimeng's zither skills. During the period when the Soul Stealing Melody stopped.

Fang Yunlong did not dare to relax his guard at all as he circulated all his Innate Qi. He was only waiting for the last melody to appear, hoping to block this final attack.

Fang Yunlong understood in his heart that although he managed to block Yimeng's Soul Snatch, the target of Yimeng's attack that time was not him, but the envoy of each country and Wang Gong.

Right now, Yimeng's full strength attack was directed at him, but whether she could block the attack due to her severe injuries, she did not have any confidence at all.

However, what surprised Fang Yunlong was that he did not manage to emit the last musical note. Gradually, the entire 800 hill and the entire peach forest entered into a deep silence.

Although he didn't know the reason, Fang Yunlong was still glad to be able to escape this calamity, and continued to advance forward. Without the soul attracting guqin's sound, Fang Yunlong no longer needed to split his attention and could escape with all of his heart and soul. Only, his injuries were getting worse, and it seemed that he needed to find a hidden place to rest.

When she thought about the middle-aged scholar from the Formation Master and the uninjured Yimeng, the tall old man, the turtle-faced old man and the fatty, Fang Yunlong immediately felt danger. So I tried to heal myself while I was running.

This was also why he had to meditate and circulate his energy, in order to recover faster and better. However, Fang Yunlong had no choice, and felt that he had a certain understanding towards using mental and physical abilities, so he decided to take the risk.

Slowly circulating a bit of his Qi into his injured internal organs, Fang Yunlong felt an intense pain and staggered. Luckily he only used a bit of his Qi to repair it, otherwise he would have Qi deviation just now.

Having mentally prepared himself, Fang Yunlong once again circulated his inner force to heal his injured internal organs. Gradually, he was never able to adapt to it. He began to recover from a small amount of inner strength to a large amount of inner strength.

Fang Yunlong was becoming more and more adept at using dual techniques. It was just that Fang Yunlong's injuries were far too severe. Even after consuming medicinal pellets and using his internal energy all the way to heal, by the time dawn broke, his injuries had only recovered thirty to forty percent.

In this kind of situation, Fang Yunlong decided to find a place to heal his injuries first. After a night of travelling in a hurry, Fang Yunlong thought that Yimeng and the others would no longer be able to track his movements.

Firstly, it would take a lot of time for them to come out from the eight Men Array s. If it weren't for the help of the middle-aged scholar, perhaps they wouldn't have come out today. Secondly, they also needed to settle down the two wounded middle-aged scholars and the Daoist Priest.

They had to bring the most important middle-aged scholar with them at all times. Otherwise, even if they managed to catch Fang Yunlong, it would only be a useless effort. Three, they had already felt that Fang Yunlong's injuries were extremely serious.

The most likely scenario would be to find a concealed place near the battlefield to recuperate from his injuries, otherwise, Fang Yunlong would have already fallen down without them even needing to chase him. Thus, they would definitely stay near the battlefield for the next few days.

Considering these circumstances, Fang Yunlong who had already ran for an entire night decided to find a place to hide and heal his injuries.

After traveling through the forest, Fang Yunlong finally found a gap that was large enough to be used to rest and heal. He was overjoyed and immediately went over and set up a charming little array.

After that, he arranged the twelve heavenly Men Array, then leisurely entered the crevice and started to meditate to recuperate. Looking from the outside, the entire mountain cliff seemed to be in perfect harmony without the slightest gap.