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Chapter 39 Behind

Although the building structure of Feitian Tower is made of wood, it is very strong. I don't know what kind of craftsmanship was used. When Lin Yang and Dugu Xing made a deal, they only damaged some places, and the damage was not serious.

As for the Zenith Pavilion on the top floor, the access is not inside the building, but there is a staircase extending upward outside the building.

As soon as he climbed to the top, Lin Yang felt suddenly enlightened.

This place is much wider than the floors below, like a huge platform.

From this point of view, the appearance of Feitian Tower is more like a huge mushroom, or some kind of human organ...

On the top floor, in the center of the wide platform, stands a small stone tablet.

At first glance, it is about ten feet tall and more than four feet wide, no different from an ordinary stone tablet.

But one point caught Lin Yang's attention.

The monument was actually one foot off the ground, floating in mid-air without any sway, and was as stable as Mount Tai.

Lin Yang's eyes were slightly startled.

He seemed to notice something strange in his perception, but he didn't show it.

Dugu Xingcheng smiled at this time, he could see Lin Yang's doubts.

"Don't be alarmed, your Excellency, this is just a little trick."

After saying that, he walked straight towards the monument and stopped only when he was only two feet away from the monument. Then he lightly stamped his right foot on the ground.

There was no other movement, only a "bang" was heard, and the stone tablet fell heavily on the platform, making a heavy muffled sound.

The whole ground seemed to tremble a few times.

This stone tablet doesn't look big, but it may weigh a lot, and I don't know what kind of stone it is made of.

At this time, Dugu Xingcheng turned around and pointed his arm towards the monument.

"Your Excellency, please!"

Lin Yang's eyes narrowed for a moment, but it was fleeting. He nodded slightly and approached slowly.

Until I passed by Dugu Xingcheng and was about to reach the Biyou Monument.

But he suddenly stopped, then turned around and looked quietly at the old Yinbi Dugu Xingcheng, with an unconcealable smile on his face.

"If my prediction is correct, you should take action when I get close to the monument, right?"

Dugu Xingcheng had a surprised look on his face, looking a little frightened.

"What do you mean by this?"

"Are you still pretending?"

Lin Yang simply shook his head and started walking back, approaching Dugu Xingcheng.

At this moment, Dugu Xingcheng's expression suddenly changed.

Before Lin Yang could take two steps, he saw him pull out a small wooden sign from his waist and immediately shouted:

"town!"

In an instant, the heavy Biyu Monument began to shake continuously as if it were vibrating.

An invisible wave centered on the monument and spread to all directions in an instant.

This wave penetrated Lin Yang's body at an extremely fast speed, covering half of the zenith platform, completely isolating Lin Yang from Dugu Xingcheng.

Like a transparent film, countless mysterious runes began to shine, like light overflowing, flowing continuously on this film.

Lin Yang didn't show any surprise. He had expected it at this moment. He just looked curiously at the membrane that isolated him and the gleaming runes on it.

"Is this a formation?"

"Sure enough, there is a sect of immortal cultivators behind you!" He looked at Dugu Xingcheng as if mockingly.

He had asked Dugu Xingcheng earlier if he had ever been in contact with the Immortal Cultivator Sect.

At that time, Lao Yinbi denied it, but Lin Yang still caught him.

It's just that he wanted to see what kind of tricks this guy was playing, and also wanted to get some skills, so he didn't expose it.

Now at this moment, under Lin Yang's pressure, Dugu Xing Chengzang couldn't stand it anymore.

Seeing that Lin Yang had been isolated, Dugu Xingcheng finally felt a sense of security and let out a long sigh of relief.

Facing Lin Yang's questioning, he completely lost his previous respectful attitude.

"If you hadn't forced me, why would I have activated the formation to trap you?"

He looked at Lin Yang, his eyes full of pity.

"I admire you very much. You have such strength at such a young age. If you can join our lineage, sooner or later our lineage will be able to lead the entire Martyr City."

"But you are too stubborn to be arrogant. In this case, I have to use some means."

"When you are mentally wiped out by me in the formation, the result will be the same!"

As he spoke, he looked at Lin Yang as if he had something in his pocket.

But his words did arouse Lin Yang's curiosity.

"This formation can actually erase the minds of trapped people? It's really amazing."

He slowly raised his right hand, trying to touch the membrane with flowing runes.

But when the fingertips were about to touch the formation, the originally flowing runes suddenly trembled.

Hiss!

A bolt of lightning flashed and hit Lin Yang's fingertips directly.

Lin Yang frowned, feeling a stinging pain on his hands. He looked up and found that his palms had become extremely charred, and the skin had cracked open, revealing the parched flesh and blood inside.

The speed of the lightning was so fast that he was injured without any precautions, and the injury was not serious.

When Dugu Xingcheng saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing.

"It's useless. This is the formation set up by the immortal cultivators. How can you, a mortal warrior, touch it? No matter how strong you are, even at the Taiyuan level, you can't compare with the immortal cultivators."

"Didn't you ask me if I'm qualified to fight against the foundation-building monks?"

"Now I can let you personally experience the formations set up by the foundation-building monks, so that you can feel what the gap is!"

"It turns out that it was set up by the monks in the foundation building stage!" When Lin Yang heard this, he suddenly realized.

He said that when he felt the floating monument before, he had a very familiar feeling.

Thinking about it now, it should be some kind of aura similar to Ma Qihan, which was detected by his terrifying perception.

He didn't know what this breath was. It was like a smell, more like a mysterious and mysterious impression, as if there were countless layers of veil in between.

This breath contains an inexplicable mystery that can only be detected but cannot be touched.

Quite strange!

But this obviously does not frighten Lin Yang. It's not like he has never fought against the Foundation Establishment Stage, and even Ren Toutuo, who was stronger than Ma Qihan, died in his hands.

Not to mention that the formation in front of you is just a formation set up by monks in the foundation building stage, and it is not a monk coming here.

Dugu Xingcheng originally thought that Lin Yang would be very frightened when he learned that this was a formation set up by immortal cultivators.

But for some reason, Lin Yang was unexpectedly calm, which made him feel uneasy.

So he didn't plan to waste any more time and immediately activated the formation to erase Lin Yang's mind.

But at this moment, Lin Yang raised his hand again, and it was the hand injured by the formation.

A very majestic and gentle inner force suddenly overflowed from his hand as if it were substance.

The palm, which was originally as black as carbon and even showed signs of detachment from the skin, recovered quickly when it came into contact with this internal force at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Just two breaths later, it was back to normal, as if nothing had happened.

Lin Yang looked at his palms, and was very satisfied that the healing skills he had just acquired could have such an effect in the perfect state.

But he also knew very well that it was mainly because his internal strength was deep enough.

If the internal power of this healing skill is consumed to the extent that an ordinary warrior would, most of it would be consumed immediately, leaving very little.

To him, it was just a drop in the bucket.

This trip to Feitian Tower was really well worth it.

In contrast, Dugu Xingcheng was stunned as he held the wooden sign in his hand!

He saw with his own eyes how Lin Yang's hand recovered. He looked at the new-born palm without any damage.

He even subconsciously wanted to rub his eyes.

"This is impossible!"

He has never seen such speed of recovery.

He knew what would happen if he fell into the formation and was hit by the lightning.

He had seen countless martial arts masters turn into charred corpses in the formation. How could such injuries be recovered in the blink of an eye?

As if he realized something, Dugu Xingcheng suddenly opened his eyes.

"You are not a warrior?"

Lin Yang put down his hand and faced Dugu Xingcheng's question with a smile on his face.

"Why am I not a warrior? We have fought before, and you should know that what I practice is internal strength."

"this……"

Dugu Xingcheng was immediately speechless.

"But even a warrior in the Taiyuan realm cannot do this!" He tried to retort.

"Of course a warrior at the Taiyuan level can't do it..." Lin Yang looked at Dugu Xingcheng mockingly.

"But when did I say that I am a warrior in the Taiyuan Realm?"


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