Chapter 188: Song Yindong's technique of opening a round mirror
Chapter 188 Song Yindong's round mirror technique, Qizheng is unable to fly due to fog
Author: Xianyujuntou
Chapter 188 Song Yindong's round mirror technique, Qizheng is unable to fly due to fog
In front of Gao Sishu was a pair of daggers, one of which was curved and the other was a straight sword, suspended there, emitting fluorescence.
In the back, next to Wang Hu is a pair of boxing gloves, and the others have swords, knives, or weapons of various colors.
But uniformly, they all exuded the aura of a magic weapon.
Gao Sishu directly grasped the two daggers and waved them, twisting the air and seeming to tear open the surrounding space.
It's good stuff!
"Thank you, senior brother, for the treasure!" Everyone bowed their heads.
Song Yin waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter, this is all for the great plan of the righteous way. You are my junior brothers. If you are strong, the sect will be strong, and it will be easier to realize the glory of the righteous way as soon as possible! Go and destroy the evil way! The evil way is treacherous,
Don’t be complacent, it’s okay to be careful in everything. Junior brother, you come to hold the line!”
"yes!"
After Sun Jiubei handed over his hand, he stepped forward. Immediately, fluorescent light circulated around him, transforming into a heroic armor, and there was also a long gun in his hand. He slammed the handle of the gun to the ground, and suddenly he was stunned.
A silver cloud grew at my feet.
The clouds expanded extremely quickly and quickly spread across the square, covering the soles of other junior disciples' feet.
I saw this silver cloud rising and floating directly into the sky with other junior disciples, making others scream in surprise.
Flying to heaven!
Who has seen this?
"No, isn't my junior brother only at level three? Can he also fly?"
Zhang Feixuan said in surprise: "And this armor."
This thing looks familiar to him. Wasn't it the same pair of armor and silver guns that the resentful soul gathering was wearing back then?
"Senior brother said that I have the talent of a little immortal and can control his yellow wind. Once I refined it, it turned into this cloud."
Sun Jiubei said with a smile: "The armor and spear were also given by my senior brother."
Song Yin nodded and smiled, "You guys, let's go too."
"Damn it, done it!"
Seeing Song Yin looking over, Wang Qi was holding the axe. He opened his mouth and inhaled, and the clouds formed by the yellow wind were sucked into his body. Then his body shook and he used his magic power to create a cloud of gray and white mist at the soles of his feet.
Zhang Fei
Gao Sishu, on the other hand, was covered in green mist, covering his figure.
Bells smiled happily while riding on the lotus platform, standing parallel to Sun Jiu's stele. A group of people rode in the air and flew straight to the east.
Song Yin watched them leave, curled his lips, and said with a smile: "I wish you and others a victory."
He did not doubt that the junior brothers would fail. Although the little junior brother's talents were not invincible, he was more than enough to deal with the evil ways.
As for the other junior disciples, each has his or her own unique method, so he can definitely win against a Sumeru Channel evildoer.
This can also test their practice over the past six months.
Song Yin waved his sleeves again, transformed into yellow wind, and appeared directly at the foot of the mountain.
The mortals at the foot of the mountain were looking up at the silver clouds flying out from the top of the mountain. When they saw Song Yin coming here, they all raised their hands and said, "See you, sir!"
"I have already said that there is no need to call me Master, just call me Great Immortal or Song Yin."
Song Yin laughed and said: "Is there anything to eat? I have been in seclusion for a long time, but I haven't tasted any food."
Although he does not need to eat, relying on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the essence of the sun and the moon, he cannot be hungry, but food is what everyone needs, and how can anyone not eat.
"Yes, yes! Please come into the house!" Su Yougen nodded hurriedly.
"It doesn't matter, just eat outside. I haven't gone down the mountain during this time, and I also want to see the situation in the village."
As he spoke, he looked around.
The current village is different from the past. There are cultivated fields everywhere, and large areas of food and herbs are grown. Every household has a stable and some small animals are raised. You can even see two big pigs arching their noses there.
Those are piglets, chickens and ducks that were previously seized from Pijiamen, but they are still being raised.
Compared to before, it is obviously much more vibrant now.
Su Yougen called for others to bring out a set of tables and chairs from the room, and quickly put food on them, as well as a stone pot with dishes that could be cooked.
"Master, the conditions are simple, don't dislike it."
"It doesn't matter, it's all offered by the people at the foot of the mountain. The land in Xumi Vein is also very barren, so it's pretty good to achieve this level."
Song Yin was not polite, sat down, picked up his chopsticks and put the lettuce into the stone pot.
"Sir, I saw a lot of clouds just now, what are the immortals doing?" Su Yougen asked.
"Eradicate evil ways."
The boiling water boiled in the stone pot made the lettuce very fast. Song Yin put a chopstick into his mouth, nodded slightly and said: "When the Xumi Vein evil path is cleared out, this place will be clean, and then we will move.
Go to the human world."
Suppressing the evil ways is their first step, and then they will go to the human world.
The land here is barren, resources are scarce, and the mountains are isolated from the outside world. There is really no need to live here.
"It just so happens that you have managed it well. Later I will set foot on Fulong Pass in the west. There are a hundred defenders there. It happens to be disorderly. If you make more preparations, the living standards of that city will be left to you to manage.
"
The place where he moved was Fulong Pass.
That place was the paradise of cave heaven that Song Yin had chosen!
Located there, Song Yin will take care of the human world.
The nearby Baishou City happens to be the first one to be managed.
There are too many evil ways in the world, most of which are disordered. His Golden Immortal Sect is the right way, and others don’t care, so their Golden Immortal Sect is in charge!
"Everything will follow the master's decree." Su Yougen cupped his hands and said.
"You said it all. That's all."
Song Yin waved his hand and smiled, then looked at the other mortals gathered around him and said, "Just in time, come and see the style of my Golden Immortal Sect."
He drew a circle with his finger and saw a round mirror suddenly appearing in the sky above. In the mirror, it was Sun Jiubei and the others flying in the air.
…
In the mountains, Wang Qizheng glanced at the gray and white fog surrounding his knees, and then at the scarlet wind at Zhang Feixuan's feet and the green fog that enveloped Gao Sishu.
After that, he raised his head and looked at Sun Jiu Monument, which was riding a lotus platform in the air with a golden wheel on top of its head, like a fairy bell, and the cloud-riding mist with a crowd of people, which looked more like a fairy bell, and cursed: "He
Damn it! Why are the three of us different!"
Not to mention the Monument of Sun Jiu. He was dressed in armor, holding a spear, and had a silver mark between his eyebrows. He looked heroic and mighty, like a general descending from heaven.
As for Lingdang, we are all from the same group of core disciples, so why should she look like a fairy?
And the three of them looked like monsters.
They cannot fly.
No, to be precise, Wang Qizheng cannot fly.
Although he was influenced by senior brother Huang Feng, his magic power changed and gray mist rose up under his feet. He was running around close to the ground, but his speed was a little faster.
Zhang Feixuan was almost parallel to him, flying low in the air.
Gao Sishu also transformed into green mist, looking like a poisonous monster.
"Hey, we are different."
Zhang Feixuan flew upwards and said: "I can fly, it's just that you can't fly."
"Same." Gao Sishu's voice sounded in the green mist, and he saw that the green mist also spread upwards.
"Get out!" Wang Qizheng cursed.
Why can't he fly?
He really wanted to fly, but as he rose up, he simply jumped up.
It's a matter of foot strength, but it's faster than flying.
It's just that if you can't fly, you're not a god!