"Fang Yi, are we waiting here?"

After using the breath-catching technique, all the breath is converging and no longer exposed a trace. Fang Yi and Long Wanda are fine, but the little devil can't hold on. In the past, using the breath-catching technique, he only converged his breath to the level of a spirit beast. Now this breath-catching technique is really like pretending to be dead.

"Fang Yi, is this really effective?" Long Wanda was also a little guilty. His spiritual power had not been fully recovered yet, so he really had no confidence.

"I don't know, let's take a life horse. Lao Long, the Resurrection Pill is ready and ready to fight at any time." Fang Yi didn't know whether it was OK, it was better than running around.

"It's better for me to attack." The little devil curled his lips, "I will use instant movement, give him a moment, and then teleport away. If I can't beat him to death, I can kill him."

"Maybe before you can give it to others, they will give it to you first." Fang Yi said, "Look at how good we are here. The best location for sneak attacks is to see if they can't get to this island."

Fang Yi had just finished speaking when he heard Zheng Da's voice shouting: "Fang Yi, Long Wanda, little devil, I know you are here, come out,"

The little devil was about to fly out, but Fang Yi grabbed him, "What are you doing? I'm going to scare you."

At such a close distance, it is not difficult to sense the aura of the late-stage monk in the Foundation Establishment stage, and his eyesight is also good. The little devil follows Fang Yi's finger and sees Zheng Da standing on a rock, but is talking in the other direction.

"His grandma, I almost got cheated." The little devil said angrily.

"Boom." At this moment, Zheng Da raised his hand and the sword light burst out. A rock not far away collapsed and Li Mengjun followed suit. The sword light flashed everywhere, and the rocks and trees flew around in an instant.

"Can you still play like this?"

Fang Yi cursed in his heart. Now he knew that Zheng Da and Li Mengjun must have someone who could track their breath. Now that the breath has disappeared, these two people might as well attack indiscriminately. Regardless of whether there are people on your island, let’s burst out first.

"Old Long, be ready, it seems that he can't hide it anymore."

Seeing the two getting closer to the hiding place, Fang Yi knew that he would definitely not be able to hide it. The flying sword in his body was one by two points, just like when he was fighting before, one was normal and the other was gradually compressed. Long Wanda had one hand demon-subduing pestle and the other hand soul-scoping banner. The little devil king had already prepared for it.

"Little Demon King, I will use three small swords to support the protective light shield later. You must be ready to cover the old dragon at any time in the light shield." Fang Yi reminded.

"Okay, let's start." Fang Yi suddenly released all his spiritual power, and a silver light flashed with lightning and lightning across the sky, heading straight for Li Mengjun.

"Hmph, I'm finally willing to show my head." Li Mengjun grinned, and the flying sword drew an arc and collided with Fang Yi's flying sword.

"Bang bang bang bang bang"

The two of them collided more than ten times in an instant in the air, and they actually fought to the point of being equal.

"This...what is going on?" Just now, Li Mengjun witnessed Fang Yi's flying sword with his own eyes. If the attack changes skillfully, it is indeed beyond him and Zheng Da, but the power of the attack is far from enough. After all, Fang Yi is only in the early stage of foundation building, and his spiritual power level is still much worse.

However, after only a while, how could the power of this flying sword be improved by a higher level than just now?

Fang Yi himself was also shocked, but when he looked inside his body, he immediately understood that there were only two of the three pure spiritual powers taken from the Black Water Mysterious Stone in his body.

The three pure spiritual powers that I could not control were now attached to the natal flying sword. The power of the flying sword increased greatly, and it had the power of the late stage of foundation building.

But even so, Fang Yi could only compete with Li Mengjun, which was accompanied by various changes in sword control. As for Aurora, it could only have some effect when facing cultivators in the late stage of foundation building.

On the other side, Long Wanda's soul-summoning banner spread in his hand in the wind, rolling black clouds enveloped the sky and also enveloped Zheng Da.

Zheng Da was really a little afraid of this soul-torn banner. This thing had affected his spiritual sense. However, every time his flying sword wanted to attack Long Wanda, it would always be cut off by the little devil with the Heavenly Thunder Pearl, and occasionally the little devil came in front of him to feel the pleasure of being shrouded in thunder.

Although this thing can't cause harm to him, it's really uncomfortable, just like the little devil said.

The target of the attack was replaced by the little demon king, and was influenced by Long Wanda's soul-summoning banner. The result was the same as before, and he still only had a draw. However, what was different this time was that Fang Yi did not consume any spiritual power at all. However, Long Wanda was almost at the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry. The old dragon was not stingy. After a piece of Restoration Pill, he immediately returned to his best condition.

Seeing that there was no choice but to win, both sides stopped again.

"Two, I still have to part with you to send you to Qianli, so let's get here." Fang Yi was in a good mood and actually joked with his opponent.

"Sir Fang, don't be proud. We still have some fighting. How many elixirs do you have that Long Wanda took just now? I'll count it for you."

"No need to count, you have as many as you want." Fang Yi said with a smile.

"We don't care." Zheng Da said: "We have nothing to do anyway, so we will follow you. If you have any questions, we will fight you. If you have any questions, we might as well go to have a sneak attack."

Fang Yi spread his hands and said indifferently: "Okay, it's not only you who do sneak attacks. Have you seen the little devil? That little guy is extremely fast and has a talent for thunder and lightning. He is best at sneak attacks."

Long Wanda also said with the soul-summoning banner in his hand: "Look, be careful of the ghosts around you when you rest."

"Hmph, people are not afraid of ghosts, but they are afraid of ghosts?" Li Mengjun sneered, "I want to see who can survive whom."

The two groups of people scattered, not far away, keeping a distance that the flying sword attack could react. Fang Yi closed his knees and planned to feel the three spiritual powers from the Black Water Mysterious Stone again, but found that the spiritual power attached to the flying sword was gone, and only two spiritual powers were left in his body.

Fang Yi suddenly opened his eyes and slowly closed them, fearing that his abnormal behavior would attract suspicion on that side.

"The spiritual energy in this black water black stone is all consumable?"

He was a little confused. Could this thing be a consumable? But he didn't mobilize the spiritual power and just disappeared out of thin air. Although he didn't know what this spiritual power could do, if he knew it would disappear, Fang Yi would rather take the Restoration Pill to recover just now than consuming such pure spiritual power.

Pills can be refined again, but things like Black Water Mysterious Stone are hard to come by.

"Juntian, what happened just now, do you know?" Fang Yi asked Juntian Ding when he communicated with his spiritual sense.

"Are you talking about the spiritual power of the Black Water Mysterious Stone being consumed by your flying sword?"

Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit said: "It may be a protection mechanism. You cannot mobilize this spiritual power, but when your subconscious mind feels dangerous, you may also feel the thought that sneaks into your sea of ​​consciousness."

"So..." Fang Yi was silent for a moment, "First of all, because I thought I could not beat those two guys, so I felt the thought in my subconscious and attached the spiritual power to my natal flying sword?"

"It's just my guess." said the Juntian Ding Artifact Spirit, "I observed your meridians, which are a little wider than before, and their toughness and strength are slightly enhanced. They should be related to the three spiritual powers obtained from the Black Water Mysterious Stone."

"Huh?" Fang Yi didn't pay attention to this problem. He looked inward and saw that the spiritual power in his body had become smaller in the meridians, and the spiritual power of the two black water mystical stones was wandering in each meridian without being controlled.

"Is the purest energy drawn from this black water mysterious stone just to make me mould meridians?" In the end, Fang Yi smiled helplessly, "It seems that you can't be afraid to meet these two guys in the future, otherwise the three spiritual energy will not be enough."

After all, it took 70% of the spiritual power of the first fight to barely retreat. In the second fight, the spiritual power of the body had not been fully recovered, so it would be strange if there was no fear or fear.

He stood up, but found that the little devil had gone where he had gone. He asked Long Wanda, "Old Dragon, where is the little devil?"

“It says to walk around the island, so let’s not worry.”

"Fang Yi, Fang Yi." As he was speaking, the little devil suddenly shouted in the distance.

He just called Fang Yi's name and didn't say what he was doing. Fang Yi knew that he didn't want Zheng Da and Li Mengjun to know.

When Long Wanda walked over, he found that the little devil poked out half of his head from a cave, "There is a cave here, we can rest here."

He pointed to the other side again, "They don't know, let's rest in the cave, and let them attack after the breath converges."

The entrance of the cave is covered by trees, flowers and plants. It is quite hidden. The cave is not big and the inside is not wet. It is very comfortable to stay inside. The little devil didn't know where he found a few piles of hay and spread it in the place. It was still comfortable to sit on it.

"This place is good." Fang Yi smiled, "The little devil is doing it beautifully. From now on, we are in the dark and they are in the bright future, so we are the only one who will harass them."

"Don't say, this chase and escape is really tired. Fang Yi, little devil, I'll take a rest first." The two beasts restrained their breath and entered the cave. Long Wanda found a place to sit cross-legged and began to resume cultivation.

"Little Demon King, look at me a little bit, I want to take a look at my sea of ​​consciousness." Fang Yi always thought of that thought in his mind. Although he didn't know how many times he had explored the sea of ​​consciousness, he decided to investigate again. He immediately found a place to sit cross-legged, and his spiritual consciousness sank into the sea of ​​consciousness.

"You two... are so unfaithful." The little devil looked at Long Wanda and Fang Yi, hoping to pounce on him and grab the flowers and their faces.

At the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness, Fang Yi was like a soul floating in the air, looking at this space.

"Fang Yi, Fang Yi..."

Suddenly, Fang Yi's spiritual sense "heard" a call, and then the space in front of him changed, and a sloppy middle-aged man stood in front of him, covered in dirty clothes, messy hair, a long sword behind his back, and a wine gourd serpent on his waist.

"Senior, is..." Fang Yi guessed that this sloppy middle-aged man was probably the idea of ​​his own sea of ​​consciousness.

The sloppy middle-aged man didn't say anything. His eyes were full of kindness when he looked at Fang Yi, and he spoke, "The sword was not used like you."

"Ah?" Fang Yi was stunned. The sword was not used that way, so how else could it be used?

"The sword control technique, sword control technique, is just the sword control technique, mainly to make you familiar with the feeling of flying swords, not to say that flying swords should be used like this."

Fang Yi's eyes lit up. What this senior meant was that there were more advanced sword techniques in sword control?

"I'll teach you." The sloppy middle-aged man said, "I'll teach you, and then the flying sword in the scabbard behind him was unsheathed and fell into his hands.

"Cut the moon." With one sword, the cold light shone four times, the space shattered, and the entire sky was split in half.

"Punish the setting sun." A sword stabbed the light column straight into the sky, as if it was about to give the sky a hole.

"A sword light is cold." A sword spreads across the sky, and silver light shines on the earth.

"Nineteen Continents." The sword light shone like a pouring rain covering the world.

"Let's go." The sloppy middle-aged man said, let's go, and disappeared. Fang Yi's spiritual consciousness left the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness without being controlled.

I suddenly opened my eyes, but found that my whole body was soaked in sweat.

Deep in the sea of ​​consciousness, the few sword techniques used by the sloppy middle-aged man, even when he was watching in the sea of ​​consciousness, he would sweat unconsciously. It was hard to imagine how could such a sword technique be found in the world.

"The sword-controlling technique is just the sword-controlling technique." Fang Yi savored the words of the sloppy middle-aged man.

"I can't understand those sword techniques at all." Fang Yi felt annoyed.

However, he muttered: "Cut down the moon, kill the setting sun, the sword is cold, the nineteen continents." The sea of ​​consciousness repeatedly reflected the scenes of middle-aged people using these sword techniques, trying to understand the artistic conception.

"Cutting the moon..." He himself didn't know that as the screening in his mind, he muttered in his mouth and imitated the movements of the sloppy middle-aged man in his hands.

"Chasing the setting sun..." Over and over again, Fang Yi's entire spirit was immersed in that artistic conception.

"Fang Yi, Fang Yi? What's wrong with you?" The little devil looked at Fang Yi's demon's dazed look and couldn't help but lie over and hold Fang Yi's arm with his little claws.

After being interrupted by the little devil, Fang Yi really couldn't smile bitterly and said, "My little ancestor, if you don't touch me, you'll be fine. Do you know what you interrupted?"

When Fang Yi went to his mind to look for that kind of artistic conception, he found that it was empty, as if it had appeared, and it seemed that it had never appeared. His spiritual consciousness sank into the bottom of the sea of ​​consciousness again, and there was nothing left.

Only a little bit of shady memories were left. Fang Yi almost thought it was because he was crazy, and he thought it was something he had dreamed of.

Fortunately, Fang Yi still remembered the names of those sword techniques, and his shadowy memory made Fang Yi convinced that there was indeed an amazing existence in his sea of ​​consciousness, and he also taught him a few sword techniques.

"Cut down the moon, kill the setting sun, and use a sword to shine in the nineteen continents." Fang Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It's really a domineering move."
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