A snowflake fell, and the tip of Jiang Yanliu's nose melted when it came into contact.
Jiang Yanliu opened his eyes and found himself in a flat land covered with white snow. This was the northern border. Even the sunshine was not enough to clear away the cursed eternal winter.
Exhaling a breath of hot breath, a blood-red tentacle rose up from behind Jiang Yanliu and struck down in a sneak attack. As if he knew it in advance, he jumped sideways to avoid it. Before he landed, there was more movement around him, and dozens of tentacles squeezed out of the snow.
It was coming, and ten meters away from him, tentacles that were dozens of times larger were waving in the snow. They were so many and intertwined that it was impossible to identify the specific number. They caused the trees in the distance to tremble, and they rose up to oppress the sky above Jiang Yanliu, making it impossible for him to escape.
.
"It's Blood Abyss Prison again. Master, can't you come up with something new?"
With a natural expression, Jiang Yanliu was not worried when facing these tentacles attacking him. A circle of small black formations gradually gathered on his hands. As he dodged another attack, he jumped up on the tentacles and crushed the formation with one palm.
The black air flow dispersed laterally, penetrating through the tentacles that had formed an encircling force. In response to Jiang Yanliu's control, they all dived underground, and a huge black mysterious formation gradually emerged.
Even if those tentacles blocked the light and plunged the inner space into darkness, Jiang Yanliu could feel everything with the help of the black formation he used and easily dodge the attacks.
"Don't be complacent so early. Have you understood the superposition and changes of formations?"
As soon as he finished speaking, just below the mysterious color formation, a larger scarlet formation slowly emerged in the white snow.
Feeling the changes outside, Jiang Yanliu used his black formation to find the formation center of the Blood Abyss Prison, but he was not in a hurry. He had suffered several losses in the master's hidden formation before, so he had to prepare a good backhand.
preparation.
Suddenly feeling a force of gravity, Jiang Yanliu immediately built a formation above him. Just before falling, he pointed out a brown formation inside the tentacles. This formation involved some kind of connection with the ground.
He controlled the previous black formation to rotate in the opposite direction, and the powerful force was reversed. The tentacles were also affected, pointing straight to the sky, and could no longer attack according to the control's will.
When the light comes again, what can be seen are the same two brown formations in the air and on the ground. They are both gravity pressure formations. Different from the reverse formation on the ground, which is obviously several times more than the one above, the gravity generated is very different.
No, but there are two more single-sided barriers above than on the ground. One plane provides the fulcrum, and the other curves toward the sky. Jiang Yanliu stands on it with his head facing the ground. This drainage barrier offsets most of the pressure.
"Hey, Master, are you okay?"
Before he heard the master's response, all the surrounding tentacles exploded into a blood mist, covering Jiang Yanliu's whole body. He jumped out of the blood mist and stared at the formation eyes of the Blood Abyss Hell below, the rear barrier and formation, and the black formation below.
It dissipated and turned into the original energy that gathered in his hand and attached to his arm.
Gathering the original energy in the body to increase strength is a common technique used by monks. The degree of enhancement depends on the monk's level, and the speed depends on the mastery of controlling the original energy. It is the basis of all techniques.
He punched the ground, but just missed it. Jiang Yanliu couldn't get close. When he lowered his head, he saw that his arms, legs, and body were wrapped around more than twenty red iron chains and pulled backwards. Looking along the iron chains, he saw what was behind him.
The blood mist has disappeared, and all the iron chains come from a photoelectric.
It is impossible to break through that photoelectric. The gap between himself and his master is too big, and he will only lose in a head-on confrontation.
"Twenty-one levels of beheading!"
Jiang Yanliu spoke softly, and the power in his hand entered the ground through the soles of his feet. It spread out from under his feet, gradually showing twenty-one black dots around him. His figure disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the red iron chain lost its target, but
Once again, he locked on Jiang Yanliu who appeared not far away and attacked them all. As soon as he left a distance, the target disappeared again.
Jiang Yanliu returned to his original position and struck the red formation with a palm. With this blow, the red formation twisted and contracted in a whirlpool, squeezing and deforming the surrounding space. Black spots formed in the middle, along Jiang Yanliu's arm.
suck him in.
"hateful!"
It was painful in my heart, but now it was inevitable.
It was gathered at one point, and for a moment of tranquility, the black dots spiraled and spread, and the spreading power dispersed into the sky, returning to nature. Jiang Yanliu was also thrown out and fell to the ground.
A stream of dark red air stopped in front of Jiang Yanliu, dissipated and unfolded, and a figure gradually became clear.
Jiang Yanliu patted his butt and stood up, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "Master, you are cheating and you actually set up a mystery in the center of the formation."
The handsome man in front of him, dressed in black clothes and with long flowing hair covering his eyes, is the master Jiang Yanliu talked about, Hai Yunfeng.
Compared to his master, Jiang Yanliu looks immature. Even in the same style of Xuanyi, he is still inferior. The only thing that makes him not inferior is that the masculinity brought by short hair is much stronger.
"Then have you thought of how to hide the secrets in the formation?"
"Hmm..." Jiang Yanliu stood up and thought: "Generally speaking, the formation eye will be hidden in an inconspicuous place. If you want to make a fuss about it, the formation breaker will inevitably find the formation eye immediately. If I hadn't used the Qi Enlightenment Formation, I wanted to
Exploring the location of the formation formed by the master requires a lot of energy. When I attacked just now, I vaguely sensed the breath of the enchantment. Could it be that the master put a layer of enchantment inside the enchantment and then built the formation inside the enchantment?"
Hai Yunfeng touched his apprentice's head, and his face was filled with slight relief: "Yes, my apprentice is smart. With your current attainments in battles and formations, this matter is not difficult."
"Then I would like to thank Master for teaching me this exquisite technique!" Jiang Yanliu knelt down and thanked Master. After standing up, he asked the Master with a playful smile: "Master, am I strong enough to become a master now?"
Hai Yunfeng, who had looked pleased just now, became cold again when he heard these words: "What? Are you tired of staying with your master? Or do you mean you hate your Aunt Han?"
"No, no, no, that's not the case, Master."
Hai Yunfeng still knew a little bit about the northern territory, and also knew why Xiao Yanliu said such things.
The Northern Territory is a collective name for a region, and it is also a country with a huge territory. Although Xiao Yanliu grew up in the Northern Territory, he is still an outsider after all. People with a discerning eye can easily see that being rejected has some influence on cultivating children's cognitive abilities in the Northern Territory.
He attended the Jing Academy, but he only had one friend, and this person happened to be the only daughter of the King of the North.
After counting the time, there are only two months left for the enrollment registration of Zhongyan College. After hearing about this little princess's yearning for Zhongyan College, the entire northern royal family is preparing for a voyage.
"Do you want to go to Jianyan Academy?"
"Master, you really know everything. My little sister is going and she has invited me. It just so happens that I am tired of seeing this white snow and want to have a look at the legendary Daxia."
"Since you want to go to Zhongyan College, do you know what the records are for the most and least students enrolled in Zhongyan College?"
Jiang Yanliu lowered his head. In fact, he had never heard of Zhongyan Academy at all. He was just thinking about the agreement he had made with his little sister and had something to fulfill.
Looking at his apprentice's appearance, Hai Yunfeng shook his head:
"The highest number of students recruited by Zhongyan Academy was 96 students in the 22nd class in 982 BC, with more than 7 million applicants. The lowest number was 9 students in the 5237th class in Kaiyuan 4233, with less than 600,000 people taking the test.
"
Jiang Yanliu didn't even need to do the math, he felt scared just hearing the difference in the number, and Zhongyan Academy actually had a history of nearly 6,000 years.
"Those who can enter the Final College are really selected from ten thousand. There are more than 7 million people in the 22nd class, and there are only 600,000 people in the 5,000th class. Does this have anything to do with the catastrophe that Master mentioned?"
"The direct reason." Hai Yunfeng nodded: "With such a selection rate, do you still dare to go?"
"Of course!" Jiang Yanliu tilted his head and looked at the master again: "Master is so powerful, have you ever entered Zhongyan Academy?"
In Zhongyan Academy, Hai Yunfeng was stunned on the spot. No matter how Xiao Yanliu waved his hands in front of him, he ignored him. It wasn't until Xiao Yanliu took a break that he slowly spoke: "I agree to your going, but I have three requirements. You
If you can achieve it, you can set off.”
Jiang Yanliu dreams of being able to visit new places. He will try his best to complete not just three, but thirty.
"First, the techniques, barriers and formations I taught you. After Daxia, all the techniques for breaking barriers and formations are related to advanced levels. Do not use them in front of outsiders. Even if you want to use them, you must not use them in front of outsiders.
Make sure no one sees it."
Jiang Yanliu's eyes widened when he heard this first request. Since the age of four, he has been proud of his mastery of the two major techniques taught by his master. He cannot use barriers, and can only use basic formations.
The length of the article is equivalent to cutting off one's own hands. As for those fighting techniques, I have not studied them at all. I can only rely on the physical fitness that Aunt Han usually trains me. This requires admission to Zhongyan Academy, which is very difficult.
It's a straight rise.
"Second, I won't go to Daxia with you. You can't mention that you have a master there. The forces in Daxia are complex. Remember, you can't provoke an organization with a source, let alone
join in."
"Noted it down."
"Third, this is a small task. Do you still remember the broken sword in front of the door?"
"Yeah." Jiang Yanliu apologized slightly and scratched his head and muttered: "I still remember when I was digging a hole and touched that sword when I was a kid, my master spread my ass. Since then, my disciples have always walked around when I go out."
Hai Yunfeng's cold face heard Xiao Yanliu's muttering, and he chuckled. His disciple's aggrieved look made him feel a little guilty, and he patted Xiao Yanliu's head gently: "It's my teacher's fault.
Haven't you always wanted to know your life experience? That broken sword has some connection with you. If you pull out that broken sword, you will have completed this small task, and you may be able to understand your life experience."
"My life experience?"
Jiang Yanliu recalled that he had grown up with his master and Aunt Han. In this world of ice and snow, he had ever wondered about his parents. The only answer his master gave was "still alive".
"Then can I find my parents?"
Hai Yunfeng opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed the words back. Looking at his disciple, he felt a sense of reluctance.