Chapter 734: What is the master

An old man stood quietly in the air, looking condescendingly at the wooden house and the few people in front of the wooden house. His gaze swept over everyone, and finally fell on the old celestial immortal, and said to himself, "Look. Sang Zhaoren is really confused when I came to me, and I haven't noticed that there is such a friend in this wilderness!"
Old Immortal Xing Su raised his head and glanced at him, "The old man is hiding here, but he is lingering, and I hope to forgive me for the interruption."
"I can't tell you to bother, if you don't want to be a host for Sangm today, how about inviting you to my Sang's house?" Sang Zhaoren said blankly.
"Although it's a bit abrupt, but the old man likes to be quiet by nature, and can only decline the kindness of fellow Sang Daoist, please come back..." At this moment, the old star celestial immortal seems to have noticed that Sang Zhaoren is not good.
Moreover, he has been staring at one of Lou Yi's subordinates intentionally or unintentionally from the very beginning, staring at the things he wears. Obviously, he came here with a purpose.
"This friend has been in my Sang family for so long, so why do I want Sang to do his best as a landlord? Let me go!" As soon as the voice fell, Sang Zhaoren made a direct shot, and the target was not the old celestial immortal. But it was a bereavement standing aside.
It seems that his purpose is already very obvious, but his sudden hand rushed into the air, and the palm of the true essence condensed through the body of the bereaved. He looked at the old fairy with cold eyes and said Said, "Really not give Sang Mou this thin noodle?"
"Friends, please come back..." Old Immortal Constellation slowly said.
"That's the case, that's offending!" Sang Zhaoren's voice suddenly fell cold, and a strange silk mesh appeared in his palm, and he covered this area with his head.
This silk net looks a bit like a fishing net for fishing, but it is really an incredible treasure. There are icy blue sinkers hanging around the fishing nets, which exude the power of extreme cold, and fall on them. At the same time, the forest was quickly covered with ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The old constellation star at the moment, raised his head and looked at the sky silently. He said to Lou Yi, "Just take this opportunity to let you see what is the real formation and what is the means of the master of formation, so that you will face the boundless future. At that time, there is also psychological preparation!"
As soon as he pointed it out, the surrounding area suddenly fell into a strange ripple. Lou Yi only felt that the sky and the earth were extending, the sun, moon and stars were constantly changing, the original forest disappeared in an instant, and the sky was replaced by stars.
The fishing net was still there, but it seemed to be bound by the beam of stars, Sang Zhaoren snorted coldly, and his voice was as loud as thunder. With a cold light from his palm, he whizzed down, and only pierced the eyebrows of the old star, the speed was incredible.
The old fairy Xing Su smiled slightly, not only did not avoid it, but went to meet the light. In a flash, the light pierced through the middle of the eyebrows of the old fairy Xing Su, and continued to move toward his location.
But he had a strange feeling. Although this thing was dangerous, it seemed to hurt his brows halfway. This weird feeling made him choose to stand still, watching the light pierce his body. .
After observing, Lou Yi found that this bright light was a fish shuttle, which was generally used to repair fishing nets, but Sang Zhaoren did not expect that Sang Zhaoren even made this object a magic weapon.
Looking closer, he suddenly understood that this is not a simple fish shuttle, because there is a very small thread connecting the shed position. This thread is very sharp. Just a slight sweep of the tree will make that one person crowded. The thick tree cuts off.
The fish shuttle was connected to Sang Zhaoren's fingers, and his five fingers were all connected by silk threads. At this moment, they were knitting crazily. The old celestial celestial fairy's fingers were imaginary in the sky.
At the same time, the surrounding space is changing as a result. Lou Yi can clearly feel that the world they are in has become very different. Sang Zhaoren seems to have taken advantage of it, but he None of the attacks worked.
Guang Shuo continued to spread around, trying to force their true bodies out, but although his movements were fast, they never worked. The net hanging in the air was also firmly locked by the starlight.
Sang Zhaoren tried to rush into the formation several times, but he seemed to be a bit of a rat, and instinctively felt that the old man in front of him was difficult to deal with, because the vision that day had impressed him.
A monk who is able to realize the appearance of the sun and the stars, the understanding of his own way has entered the state of transformation. This kind of person can be said to have returned to the basics, and one step further is the unity of nature and man.
The reason why he dared to take action was to see that the opponent's breath was unstable. It seemed that what happened before had injured this little old man. The little difference between the monks would change many things.
But as soon as he fought, he found that he was wrong, because the other party did not choose to fight him head-on, but instead used formations to contend with. He didn't understand these things at all. The monks of the same realm would easily pay a heavy price for being reckless.
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But he also knew clearly that if he didn't go in, he would not be able to keep the other party at all, and the other party would use this time to leave the place easily. Sang Zhaoren hummed, and then he moved his finger back to his finger. , Turned into a peculiar ring.
A blue light flashed, and Sang Zhaoren rushed straight into the formation enchantment under the old celestial cloth. The corner of the latter's mouth rose slightly, and he muttered to himself, "I still can't bear to come in..."
Old Xian Xian's palms were in harmony with Yu, and finally uttered a word. Lou Yi saw a beam of light released from his body. His palms went toward the sky, the beam of light rushed into the sky, and the stars in the sky shone brilliantly.
At this moment, Lou B felt the stars in the sky alive, and they began to fall from the sky, surrounding the old celestial immortal. It was also when Sang Zhaoren entered the formation, the sky full of stars outlined a unique wall. It seems to be tangible but intangible, covering Sang Zhaoren.
The latter raised his palm, and a strange weapon appeared in his hand, a wooden oar shining with turquoise light, Lou Yi suddenly felt a little wanting to laugh, the weapon and magic weapon in Sang Zhaoren's hand were too interesting. , Wooden paddles, fishing nets, fish shuttles, and will there be fish baskets and clothes later.
But things look ridiculous, but their power is amazing. The wooden paddle stirs the surrounding air as if it is actually stirring sea water. The space makes a roaring sound. The walls outlined by the starlight follow the stirring of the paddle, like waves. Shaking.
However, it was obvious that Sang Zhaoren was trapped, because the old star was still chanting the mantra, and there were still stars falling in the sky. They gathered more and more and surrounded Sang Zhaoren.
The light of the stars shining, inspiring the trail of stars, these stars are like sword energy, constantly attacking Sang Zhaoren, who had no choice but to sacrifice the light shuttle, and the two began a tug of war with the formation.
However, at this moment, Old Immortal Constellation suddenly stopped chanting the mantra. He slowly got up and looked at Sang Zhaoren, and said to Lou Yi, "Let's go, time is enough."
Lou Yi nodded and looked up at the embarrassed Sang Zhaoren. Although the other party was a little angry, he could only watch them leave. Lou Yi was thinking about one thing, if he, the master, keep going. If that happens, will the opponent die in the formation.
The answer is obvious, but Lou Yi also understands why the old celestial celestial beings will stop. The Mahayana monks are different from ordinary monks. They have the highest level of understanding of Taoism. Even if you want to kill a Mahayana monk, you will inevitably suffer. To its dying counterattack.
The old celestial immortal may be hurt, but he and Dianwei are estimated to die in place, and it is probably not a wise move to offend a powerful family. Even if the old celestial immortal is not afraid, it is difficult to guarantee his new harvest. This disciple will not suffer along with it.
Lou Yi was grateful to each other in his heart, and at the same time had a certain understanding of the master of the battle. It turned out that the masters of the battle can change the sky and the stars. He subconsciously looked at the animal skin scroll in his arms, feeling inexplicable. A little excited.
But he also thought of another aspect, that is, his big brother Liao Wuya, this true formation genius, his master told himself to be careful of him, and Lou Yi was also concerned about why the tree's heart would rot on the stake~ EbookFREE.me~ I feel worried.
At the same time, he touched the mountain talisman hanging on his neck. Everything seems to have been predestined. Maybe one day, they will get together because of something. At that time, with his strength, he can really deal with the already formed battle. Master Liao Wuya...
Lou Yi silently put a question mark in his heart, and at the same time looked up to the sky, the sky was clear, without a trace of cloud, thinking of the previous fight, Lou Yi felt the pressure on his body a little heavier.
They separated from the forest. Before leaving, the old celestial celestial immortal told him that he must take good care of the roll of animal skins. At the same time, he told him not to touch Liao Wuya lightly before he was absolutely sure.
Lou Yi agreed one by one, and then left with Dian Wei and Funeral. Their next destination was Muzhi City, a town standing at the foot of the mountain, not too prosperous, but heading to Duanmu's house. The only way.
The air in Dongzhou is very fresh, the woods are full of aura, lush dense forests, as well as the flowers and plants all over the mountains and plains can be seen everywhere, a winding road that stretches far away.
There is a majestic figure in that place, connecting the north and the south. Muzhi City is located at the foot of the Yishan Mountains and is a good place for past explorers. After Lou Yi carefully removes the breath of himself and the people around him, he faces this A small town located at the foot of the mountain.
At the place where he was before, there was a sound of earth-shaking sound, and the surrounding trees suffered a devastating impact, and a pit with a diameter of more than a thousand meters appeared in the dense forest.
Sang Zhaoren hovered in the air, his face flushed and his aura was a bit heavy. After a while, he clenched his fists fiercely and snorted heavily, and he disappeared into the air. It seems that this Mahayana family lord, Being tossed by that formation method was not light, and without even letting go of the cruel words, he left in a desperate manner.