Chapter 171: Battle against the illusion

Lin Tian seeks to drop the moon, want to engrave the wind pattern.
"Moon drops, naturally no problem, but this thing is not very general, you need to exchange points for the guild."
Qin Feng said.
"I know."
Lin Tian nodded.
The Imperial City Guards Guild does not only accumulate guild points by completing the mission of the guild, but also accumulates by paying a rare array of reels. At the moment, Lin Tian took out the materials that had already been prepared from the stone ring, and printed ten pairs of silence patterns in a row, and then handed them to Qin Feng.
Staring at the ten pairs of silence locks, Qin Feng three are all eye-catching.
"Good!"
The elders of the gold praised.
It is very difficult to get the lock pattern, and the Qin Feng three people will not engrave these patterns. Even in the cognition of the three people, the North Yanguo seems to have only the gods of Lin Tianhui, and so on, ten The value of the lock is very amazing.
Qin Feng took up the lock and walked into a loft, and soon took a small jade bottle.
"A total of twenty drops of drops."
Qin Fengdao.
The pattern of the lock is very extraordinary, but the moon drops are also very precious, and it is precisely because of this, although the Qin Feng three people appreciate Lin Tian, ​​but they are not qualified to give the moon drop, you need Lin Fan to redeem the points. This thing.
"Thank you for your predecessors."
Lin Tiandao.
Said, he took the small jade bottle and collected it, twenty drops of the drop, enough for him to use.
"Speak up, little brothers, you must be very careful."
Qin Feng suddenly said.
Lin Tian naturally understands what Qin Feng means, and should also remind him to guard against the Jiang family and the cold family.

Thank you for reminding my seniors.

He said.
The sky gradually became darker. Lin Tian chatted with Qin Feng and others in the guild for a while, and purchased some engraved materials that needed to be used. This made him rise to his death and quickly returned to the residence of the Imperial Court. Back in the residence, Lin Tian immediately took out the moon drops and other materials and began to describe the wind pattern.
It took about three hours, and he printed twenty episodes of blasts in succession. Then he started again and engraved a lot of silence and melody. At this time, the sky has gradually become brighter. Lin Tian walked out of the residence and buried the silence and some embossed patterns in the ground near the residence.
"okay."
With a voice, Lin Tian spit up outside the residence.
As time goes by, slowly, the sky is gradually brightening, and a morning sun is projected from the east.
Lin Tian returned to his residence and after washing it, he walked toward the cultivation area of ​​the college. Perhaps because of the cultivation into the six heavens of the gods, although he has not rested all night, he has been busy depicting the formations, but his spirit is still very full, and does not feel the slightest sleepiness.
On the way to the cultivation area, there are many disciples in the Imperial Academy, which are slightly crowded.
At this time, someone noticed Lin Tian, ​​and his face changed suddenly: "The monk is coming!"
Said, this person flashed aside.
Listening to this voice, many people are subconsciously turning back, and then they are discolored.
"Lin Tian?!"
"I am going, hurry, give way to the monk!"
"I will withdraw first!"
"Flash! Don't block my way!"
"Let me flash first!"
Everyone swarmed to the sides, instantly making the road ahead of Lin Tian empty and smooth.
Lin Tian’s footsteps paused, and it’s a bit speechless. Is it like a demon?
Shaking his head and not paying attention, Lin Tian went to the cultivation area.
Soon after, he came to the Mirage Cave in the cultivation area and handed his emperor's nameplate to the deacon of the guardian.
"I want to go to the Phantom Cave to hone."
He said to the deacon.
The Phantom Cave is one of the two most popular cultivation resources in the Northern Yan Emperor's Court. After the warrior enters the inside, there will be a phantom in the interior with the strength of the body. The cultivation and martial arts are almost the same as the deities entering it. After entering the Phantom Cave, the warrior fights with his own illusion, and can grasp his own shortcomings and various deficiencies, and at the same time enhance his combat ability. It can be said that the meaning is very significant.
Lin Tian actually wants to practice in the veins of the veins. After all, in the veins of the veins, he can let him build the gods and improve the cultivation. However, his cultivation time in the veins of the veins has been exhausted this month, and it takes five days. After that, the time calculation will be resumed, and at that time he will be able to enter the veins again.
Before that, he was ready to look inside the Mirage Cave.
The deacon of the town guarding the phantom hole stared at Lin Tian, ​​slightly surprised, with two brilliant eyes flashing in his eyes.
"Lin Tian, ​​I have been here for the first time, so I don't have to read it, you go."
The deacon returned the nameplate to Lin Tian.
Today, Lin Tian’s prestige in the imperial court is not the same, and the deacon can not know.
Lin Tianyi got down, and even took the jade card and took a gift to the deacon.
Soon, he walked into the Phantom Cave.
The interior of the phantom hole was a little damp and dark. As soon as he entered this, Lin Tian suddenly felt a wonderful force to cover him. Then he saw him in front of him, and a person who was in his usual appearance showed up.
"Myself? It's amazing!"
Lin Tian secretly said that he swept the sky with a soul, and now the illusion of this illusion, regardless of height or appearance, or even the breath of the body, is generally the same as himself.
"Hey!"
The air shook, and suddenly, the phantom face in front rushed over without expression, and the starting hand was the sword of the wind.
Lin Tian was surprised again, this is so horrible, no worse than him.
Taking a step back later, Lin Tian’s hand appeared a long sword, which was also stunned by the wind.
The two swords collided together and suddenly swayed a squally wind. These squalls blew in the space, and soon they dispersed, and did not know where to go. However, Lin Tian had no time to think about it at this time, because the phantom did not give him the slightest reaction time, and rushed up again.
"Hey!"
I don't know why, in the hands of the phantom, a sword with the same sword condensed.
Lin Tian’s eyes condensed and once again marveled at the extraordinaryness of this phantom hole. At the same time, his movements were not slow, rushing up against the phantom, and smashing up with ordinary swords.
"clang!"
The two swords collided together, and there was a real sword sound.
Soon, Lin Tian collided with his phantom for dozens of times, but each time he could not hurt the other party. Every move of his opponent seemed to know everything. When he attacked, the other party Can be cleverly evaded, and on the contrary, the other side's movements, but he is very difficult to see through, and for a time actually completely below.
Lin Tianzi was a little sinking, and he showed his sword to meet.
Subsequently, the Mirage took out the same martial arts power.
"It's not ordinary!"
Lin Tian said to himself.
In the next half hour, Lin Tian continued to collide with his own phantom. He no longer struggled to kill his own phantom, but to find his own deficiencies through the battle. Then, a quarter of an hour later, his true The meta is hard to be perceived, the action becomes smoother, the moves become less, and the attack becomes more accurate and stable.
All moves, just to kill the enemy!
Kill the enemy!
"Hey!"
Another sword, simple, direct, seemingly ordinary, but a sword in the arm of the phantom.
Lin Tian’s eyes crossed a touch of fine mans, and the scorpion condensed like a lightning. At this moment, his degree became faster, and the two ceremonies actually improved a few points, and the phantom around his own sword The sword broke out.
"kill!"
With a low drink, Lin Tian left his fist and slammed it out.
A bang, opposite, the phantom disappeared.
Lin Tian wiped the sweat on his forehead. At this time, the real yuan in his body had already consumed seven or eighty-eight, and his face even seemed pale.
"It’s really troublesome to play with yourself."
As soon as he speaks, Lin Tian crosses the phantom hole.
Seeing Lin Tian appearing from the phantom hole, the deacon seems a bit strange, saying to himself: "Just an hour?"
Lin Tiandun lived in the footsteps and said: "Is it a long time?"
"Ok?"
The deacon is even more surprised.
Lin Tian asked: "I mean, it took a long time to get rid of the phantom at an hour."
The deacon suddenly raised his eyes: "Hey?"
Staring at Lin Tian, ​​this deacon can't help but open his mouth. Generally speaking, when the disciples of the Imperial Academy enter the Phantom Cave for the first time, they will usually be exhausted by their own phantoms, or they will be killed by the phantom. Transmission, this first process, the average person is supporting two to three hours, Lin Tian is only an hour to come out, this deacon is strange how this person named Beiyan Emperor Yuan may only insist on an hour, Lin Tian’s words suddenly made him stunned, but it was an hour to smash his own phantom!
Lin Tian frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, let's go." The deacon waved at Lin Tian and said, "It's really enchanting."
Lin Tianton paused and didn't think much.
After that, he entered the torrent of torrents and helped him to forge his body with the rushing cold. This time, he was directly close to the position of the fierce torrent of fifty feet, and then the whole body was not included in the cold current. The disciples of the emperor in this space looked straight and the chin almost did not fall.
After practicing in this cold current, until the evening, Lin Tiancai came out and returned to his residence.
"call!"
Stretched down the body, Lin Tian spit out a sigh of gas, it is lying in bed, began to rest.
After two hours in the past, Lin Tian opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.
The sleep of two hours is enough for those who have been cultivated. At the moment, Lin Tian set his mind and unfolded two kinds of gathers, and began to practice the four poles. The power of heaven and earth and the power of the stars surged, and he was covered in it. With these two forces, Lin Tian began to build the seventh god.
"Hey!"
The faint silver mansions lingered on his body, and his breath was climbing a little.
Soon, an hour passed.
The breath of Lin Tian became stronger, and the spirit of the gods was slightly improved. At this time, Lin Tianyi opened his eyes, and two cold mans flashed through the eyes. He placed a lock pattern outside the residence. At this time, the lock pattern produced a reaction, and someone leaned over to his residence.