Chapter 555 The helplessness of the ancestors of Qishan
With the photographic memory of Xiao Lin, a cultivator of immortality, he naturally remembered the scene that happened in the Purple Sun Immortal City.
He looked at the chessboard in the hand of Ancestor Qishan that shone with a rich cyan aura. Xiao Lin suddenly understood, and a black light suddenly flashed all over his body.
"Want to run away?" When Patriarch Qishan appeared, he had already locked onto Xiao Lin through his spiritual consciousness, and also understood his identity as a late-stage Golden Elixir monk. In his opinion, a small Golden Elixir monk, in his own eyes,
In front of you, it's not something you can just pick up at your fingertips.
Therefore, he was not worried that Xiao Lin could escape from his control.
Originally, in his opinion, after Xiao Lin understood the identity of the person in front of him, he would definitely choose to hand over the key to the secret realm obediently. In order to obtain the chessboard in his hand, he had planned for more than ten years.
Through some extremely despicable means, he laid a trap, risked offending Sanmu, killed Black Scale, and obtained the chessboard from his hand.
However, he used the chessboard to search almost half of the Southern Territory, but he found no trace of the secret key. He originally thought that the key was hidden somewhere in a secret place.
He himself was about to give up, but today he was meditating and practicing in the secret room of the Immortal City, as usual, but he never thought that the Langhuan chessboard, which had been silent for decades, would erupt with a rich spiritual light.
After this surprised him, he was immediately overjoyed. The reaction of Langhuan chessboard was naturally familiar to him. It was precisely because the chessboard sensed the location of the key to the secret realm that it caused such a strange phenomenon.
Divine consciousness spread out and immediately locked onto Xiao Lin.
Seeing this golden elixir-level monk trying to escape without hesitation when faced with him, he became furious. Originally, as long as he obediently handed over the key to the secret realm, he might not be able to escape.
However, this man did not know what was good and what was good, and tried to escape in front of him. This was nothing more than a naked provocation. Murderous intent suddenly emerged in the heart of the ancestor of Qi Shan, and a big bloody hand stretched out from his back and grabbed Xiao Lin.
He grabbed the ball of black light, but he didn't use any force. With a slight squeeze, the black light suddenly exploded, but Xiao Lin's figure had already disappeared without a trace.
At this time, there was a sound of thunder. When the ancestor of Qishan looked up, he saw Xiao Lin's figure appeared on the horizon with a thunder light, and then the black light flashed again and disappeared without a trace.
Ancestor Qishan showed a shocked expression on his face, but he quickly reacted. A rich blood light appeared on his body, and then he rose into the sky, dragging a long line of blood, and chased in the direction where Xiao Lin disappeared.
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Xiao Lin used his magic lightning technique with all his strength and flew towards the southwest, but after flying for more than ten miles, he showed a hesitant expression on his face.
He found that Patriarch Qishan was chasing after him, although with the silent magic lightning technique, the distance between him and Patriarch Qishan was slowly widening.
Of course, the main reason is that although Patriarch Qishan is in the early stage of Nascent Soul, his condensed Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is not a magic weapon that can increase the speed of escape. Under Xiao Lin's magic lightning technique, which is famous for its speed of escape in the immortal world,
He was also looking forward to it and sighed, his old face was also full of depression and helplessness.
But based on the current escape speed, Xiao Lin estimated that even if all the mana in his dantian was exhausted, he might not be able to throw the Qishan Patriarch hundreds of miles away.
Once locked by the Nascent Soul cultivator's spiritual consciousness, the lock can only be cut off if the distance is extended to a hundred miles away. Only by escaping from the range covered by the spiritual consciousness can one truly get rid of the pursuit.
The ancestor of Qishan behind him was also getting more and more alarmed. He couldn't understand that he, a Nascent Soul cultivator, could not catch up with a Golden Elixir cultivator. If this spread out.
There was probably no room for his old face. At the same time, he secretly regretted it and blamed himself for being too big. If he had used thunderous means to kill him from the beginning, he would not have to suffer such an embarrassing situation.
Suddenly, Patriarch Qishan's expression changed. He clearly sensed that the speed of the person in front of him suddenly increased several times. Almost in an instant, the distance between him and him widened to more than ten miles.
This made Patriarch Qishan stunned, and his body couldn't help but stop, suspended in mid-air. His old face was so gloomy that he could almost bleed.
He looked at the horizon in the distance, boasting about his beard and staring, but there was nothing he could do.
After Xiao Lin's speed suddenly increased several times, he knew very clearly that he was completely unable to catch up with the person in front of him. With his astonishing speed, he could completely escape the coverage of his consciousness in less than an hour.
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Ancestor Qishan could clearly feel that the man was gradually weakening in his spiritual consciousness, and he had already disappeared within the scope of his spiritual consciousness before he could hold a cup of tea.
"Is there such a terrifying escape technique in the world?" After being silent for a long time, the ancestor of Qishan let out a sigh, and then showed a dejected expression on his face.
At this moment, Xiao Lin had escaped hundreds of miles away. After using the secret technique of the Great Burning Technique, Xiao Lin's escape speed suddenly increased several times. Of course, the mana in his body was also consumed at an alarming rate.
But Xiao Lin knew that if he could not get rid of the entanglement of Qishan Patriarch in a short time, once he came back to his senses, if he informed the high-level monks in Beilan Sect through secret methods and pursued and intercepted him, then he would be in trouble.
This is really, really bad.
So after thinking about it, he used the Great Burning Technique without any hesitation. This Great Burning Technique was indeed mysterious and unpredictable. Although it consumed a lot of mana, it increased his escape speed several times in an instant.
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It was almost effortless to get rid of the pursuit of Ancestor Qishan. In comparison, the escape speed of the demon cultivator who chased him in the outer sea of ten thousand demons was much faster than that of Ancestor Qishan.
Half an hour later, Xiao Lin felt that the feeling of being locked by his divine consciousness disappeared, but he did not dare to relax at all, and continued to fly away through the magic thunder and lightning technique blessed by the Great Burning Technique.
This is mainly because high-level monks lock low-level monks with their spiritual consciousness. There are usually two situations. One is that the low-level monks can clearly sense it after being locked by the high-level monk's spiritual consciousness.
It felt like being stripped naked and thrown into an ice cellar. Not only was the whole body cold, but it also brought great mental pressure to the low-level monks.
If his willpower were weaker, he might collapse directly and give up on escaping obediently.
There is another way, although the low-level monks are locked by the spiritual consciousness of the high-level monks, they don't feel anything. Unless the high-level monks have already caught up with them, they can only detect it with their senses.
Under this situation, once you are chased by high-level monks, for low-level monks, although they lose the first type of oppression, it makes them even more uneasy because you don't know whether you have got rid of it at all.
Chase.
However, when most high-level monks hunt down a low-level monk, they will usually use the first method. This is because in their eyes, low-level monks are just lambs to be slaughtered, and they appreciate the enemy's dying moments more.
of fear.
Another reason is that the first method consumes less power of consciousness.
The reason why Xiao Lin didn't dare to relax at all was because he was worried that the ancestor of Qishan would switch his spiritual consciousness from the first type to the second type, and he might not be able to detect it even if the opponent chased him within a few miles.
After flying for most of the day, Xiao Lin pressed the escape light with a pale face and landed in a small valley, then found a cave and hid in it.
Before entering, don't forget to set up several formations outside the cave.
After doing all this, he entered the cave, chose a dry ground, sat down cross-legged, took a Jade Dew Pill and began to restore the lost mana.
It wasn't until the early morning of the third day that Xiao Lin opened his eyes, and the tense expression on his face relaxed.
In the past two days, although he has been practicing to recover his magic power, his spirit has not relaxed even a little bit. If the ancestor of Qishan really comes after him, he can only rely on the formation outside the cave entrance to resist for a while.
Then he opened a passage in another direction and escaped again.
Xiao Lin did not leave directly. Although he missed Lin Xueying very much, he judged from the cracks on the jade pendant that Lin Xueying should be seriously injured, but her life was not in danger.
He looked at the hole in front of him and began to make calculations in his mind.
Xiao Lin naturally did not expect that Patriarch Qi Shan was actually in Donghua Immortal City. What made him even more unexpected was that the Langhuan chessboard was clearly in the hands of the demon cultivator in disguise, but now Patriarch Qi Shan had obtained it.
But after thinking about it, Xiao Lin guessed a possibility. The shape-shifting demon cultivator named Hei Lin was probably plotted by the ancestor of Qishan. Even if he didn't die, he would probably have a hard time. Otherwise, a secret treasure like the Langhuan chessboard would be lost again.
How to be willing to give up to others.
A flash of inspiration flashed in Xiao Lin's hand, and the silver key appeared in his hand. Although Xiao Lin had cast a spirit-sealing spell on it, it still glowed with a faint silver light.
It seems that he is eager to break through the seal of the spirit sealing spell and fly away.
This silver key is related to the secret realm of Langhuan, and in Xiao Lin's opinion, it is most likely related to the subsequent exercises of the Mending Sky Sutra.
However, the main reason why Xiao Lin has never found a way to enter the secret realm of Langhuan is that the Langhuan chessboard is in the hands of the demon cultivator in disguise. Without the Langhuan chessboard and the silver key in his hand, it is impossible to do so.
Open the entrance to the secret realm.
Now the whereabouts of the Langhuan chessboard are very clear, and Patriarch Qi Shan is also very clear that the silver key is in his hand. In his opinion, if Patriarch Qi Shan cannot find him, he will definitely guard the entrance to the secret realm himself or send someone.
Wait for it to be delivered to your door.
Of course, the probability of sending someone to guard the entrance to the secret realm is higher. Xiao Lin can think of it, but Qishan Patriarch, a Nascent Soul monster who has been practicing for hundreds of years, can't think of it.
He will definitely rely on the sensory ability of Lang Huan chessboard to search for his whereabouts all over the world.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lin thought for a while, then closed his eyes and entered a state of meditation.
After a cup of tea, Xiao Lin entered the spirit tree space and looked at the lush and lush demon-transforming grass growing in front of him. Dozens of them had already turned deep purple, and it would not take long for them to turn black.
Xiao Lin came to the small sapling in the middle and buried the silver key in the open space around it. This should be able to isolate the induction of the Langhuan chessboard.