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Chapter 8 Yin Yang Mirror

In the north of the capital, the cold winter is even worse.

The low slope about one hundred miles away from the ancestral village is desolate around it, and a red light descends from the sky at a rapid speed. Only the red line in the sky can be seen vaguely see the passing of the red line in the sky.

Suddenly, with a loud "boom", the low slope was smashed into dust by the flowing light, which scared the beasts that were looking for food in the cold winter fled in panic. Some beasts that didn't have time to run away were directly smashed into meat paste and died unknown.

When the dust dissipates, a large pit with a diameter of more than 2 zhang and a depth of more than 1 zhang appeared on the spot.

"Cough cough..." In the pit, the old man in black robe kept coughing out blood from his mouth, and he was depressed. It was Wu Li who was fighting with his husband and fleeing.

"The old guy is still so strong... Haha, but I finally escaped." Wu Li said to himself with a pale face, his eyes slightly fierce.

However, he didn't know that the gentleman was seriously injured because of his spy on Tianji, and then fought with him and forced himself to open the hidden array. At this time, he had passed away suddenly.

Then Wu Li stopped talking and hurriedly meditated and healed his wounds. He forced his seriously injured body to fly for a hundred miles. At this time, he was at the end of his strength.

About two hours later, Wu Li opened his eyes and his face recovered a little, but he still sprayed a mouthful of bad blood. "Huh, this time the injury is too severe and it will be difficult to recover for a while, and even the death puppet is used." Wu Li obviously had some pain in his heart.

In order to obtain the secret technique of the death puppet, he went to southern Tibet alone. He had experienced a life of death. But he didn't expect it to be used today. However, he exchanged the death puppet for the ancestral village to

Wu Li was satisfied with the treasure yin and yang mirror after a little calculation.

Then, a bronze mirror the size of an eight-ring-angle palm appeared out of thin air in Wu Li's hand. Although the center of the bronze mirror on the front was a small mirror, it did not reflect anything when viewed normally. It seemed that there was a hazy mist covered, and there was a mark of eight, eight and sixty-four hexagrams around it. The reverse side of the bronze mirror had no special shape, only the word "yin and yang". This is the supreme magic weapon of the ancestral village, the Yin and Yang Mirror.

"Haha, Zhou Yang! I'll let you live two more years." Wu Li held the Yin-Yang Glasses, his eyes flashing, staring at the south.

Nanzhou, Xixia Mountain in the world.

Zhou Yang's breakthrough, and the real Xixia Mountain, blew an inexplicable wind, making the cedar rustle. At this time, it has been half a day since Zhou Yang disappeared. According to calculations, Zhou Yang has spent almost two months in one world.

From the late night search to the afternoon of the next day, the entire Xixia Mountain had almost been re-revised, and no abnormalities were found. However, without receiving the order to stop the search, the military troops did not dare to slack off and kept changing hands to continue searching.

In the world, after Zhou Yang broke through to the ninth level of spiritual movement, he did not rush to continue practicing, but calmly circulated the spiritual energy independently. At this time, Zhou Yang was no longer at the moment of his contact with cultivation. He knew that he should not be greedy for merit in his practice. Every time he entered a new level, the first thing he had to do was to stabilize the realm. If he blindly pursued speed, in the later stage, because the realm was unstable, it would easily cause troubles such as the inner demon.

Time passed, but I didn't know it

How long has it been like this in the world, without day and night, maybe three to five days, or more, Zhou Yang suddenly opened his eyes, just like his solid eyes caused the plants and trees in front of him to sway slightly.

"It's nine levels." Zhou Yang murmured to himself, as if he was in an ethereal state.

Then he let go of his spiritual consciousness, and Zhou Yangneng felt that within about fifty meters of his body, every grass and a tree were all in his mind. Compared to when he broke through the sixth level, the range was more than twice as high as before, and everything was reflected more refined.

Zhou Yang had already felt the benefits of spiritual consciousness in the battle at the sixth level. At this time, the spiritual consciousness was fifty meters long enough for him to use it more easily.

The biggest change in the Nine Agile Levels compared to other levels is the magic condensation technique, which can use your own spiritual energy to condense different basic spells. However, Zhou Yang was not in a hurry to ask A Shi for advice, because the most important thing at the moment is to step out of this world first.

Only by absorbing spiritual energy so that it cannot support this world can you get out of it.

But even though we broke through from the eighth level of agility to the nineth level of agility, the spiritual energy in this world still did not change much, but it was observed that it was slightly reduced, and it still looked so rich.

"Then try it, and it can help me directly break through the agility period and reach the alchemy realm!" Zhou Yang's eyes were firm, he took a deep breath, immersed himself in his mind again, and began to practice.

At this time, the spiritual energy was no longer like the eighth floor. You could hear the sound of thunder. The absorption speed was extremely terrifying. Even the cyclone above Zhou Yang's head was thicker than that on the eighth floor!
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