Move the gold and body...

Yu Yang was slightly stunned.

He never stopped practicing and developing the three magical powers he possessed, but compared to the immediate results of the earth, the strange and mysterious powers of the secret, the effect of the magical powers of shaping gold and refining the body was too slow.

It is hard to find the stones in the empty valley, and it is a long time to absorb the black stone. Therefore, over the years, the "magnetic electricity" born from absorbing the black stones is actually very weak.

It can barely affect a metal and iron weapon within three feet, but that's all. If you want to use it to fight the enemy, it's still barely possible.

Compared with mustard seed space, it seems a little lacking in existence.

But he knew the power of this ability. In the past few years, whenever he had free time, he would absorb the mysterious stones and even learn the Yin-Yang Transformation Hand...

"Although I hate that witch, I have to admit that her cultivation is unparalleled in the world. Even if she naturally rejects martial arts, she has lived for too long and her merits are so profound that it is outrageous.

Not to mention, she still eats..."

Pressing down the emotions surging in my heart, the old Taoist voice calmed down:

"How easy is it to break the means and to capture all the exquisite things? The old Taoist thought for a long time, but he only felt that he could use lightning to break it, hoping that the greatest hope..."

"Breaking it with lightning..."

Yang Qiu frowned and thought, then smiled bitterly:

"This...a strange technique, my younger generation is too shallow in practicing this, right?"

"Thunder and lightning are everywhere."

He looked at Yang Yu deeply, and the old Taoist smiled and pointed to the sky.

"Shooting lightning?"

Yu Yang's eyelids twitched.

With his martial arts today, he thought he could withstand it even if he was struck by lightning a few times, but he would have to lure the thunder into his body and pour it back into the dantian...

The old Taoist smiled and turned his head: "Do you know the talisman formation?"

Seeing that Yang Yu nodded, he continued:

"The talisman array, speaking of it, is considered a Taoist technique, but it is more difficult to understand than ordinary Taoist techniques and is difficult to master.

As far as I know, in the past three thousand years, the one who practices the talisman formation has the highest cultivation level is the sloppy Taoist of the Master of the Hanging Mountain..."

"More than a thousand years ago, he traveled all over the world and found the seventy-two divine peaks. He used this formation to severely damage the witch..."

When the old Taoist talked about old things, his expression was full of joy.

"The key to the talisman array is not a talisman, but a formation. What is a formation? This formation is not a rank of ranks, but a 'magnetic field', and items like Si Nan are all formed based on this..."

"magnetic field?"

Prison Yang was slightly shocked.

Compared with the mysterious and complex talisman array, celestial phenomena, earth veins, Feng Shui, and this, he is very familiar with it.

only……

"Or it is called aura. According to legend, the fundamental reason for the use of Taoist techniques such as 'thunder method', 'talism array' is this aura..."

"It is not really about thunder that you want to hit you, but about finding a place of harmony, changing your aura, breaking and then setting up."

The truth is still unfinished, but the spirit is really weakened, and yawning continuously:

"How to find a place of fit and how to guide the changes in aura, there are all in the booklet..."

"Your body..."

Seeing that he became more and more insane, Yang Yu couldn't help but urge Tongyou again, which triggered the broken pages of the Ming Book.

Unfortunately, just like before, the old Taoist's fate was chaotic and could not be seen clearly.

In two months, he tried more than once, and he knew indirectly that there was no strange treasure on the old Taoist, but his spiritual practice was far beyond his own...

"The land of rule..."

Yu Yang sighed in his heart.

The power of the Nether Book is beyond doubt, and it can be very constrained. It not only requires high-level ghosts and gods to drive it, but also requires a place of rule.

He was just a lone man at this time, obviously not qualified.

"It can probably hold on for a while, maybe for months, maybe for years, or maybe for days?"

The old Taoist yawned and was drowsy, but he still smiled freely:

"There is no need to be sad for me. If the person who has lived for two hundred years is dead immediately, it will be a joyful and joyful demise!"

"call!"

Naturally, Yang Yu did not have this kind of freedom and freedom. He took a deep breath and felt more and more urgent. He immediately did not want to disturb his rest. He bowed and said goodbye.

"Down the mountain alone, don't take the hawks and dogs, go carefully, disguise yourself and use them to hide your body and hide your energy..."

The old Taoist called him.

"Um?"

Prison Yang stopped.

The old Taoist smiled slightly, waved his hand, and his eyelids were already closed:

"That Taoist Yunni is staring at the old Taoist, it is hard to guarantee that he will not attack you. After all, the reward is too heavy, and I am a little moved..."

"When the Yunni Taoist leaves, let this hawk and dog look for you..."

As he spoke, he was already asleep.

"Yunni Taoist."

Yu Yang felt slightly, but no one noticed.

But I still felt careful in my heart, bowed to the old Taoist, and turned around and left.

...

...

"call!"

Twenty miles from Yulong Mountain, on a barren mountain, several Taoist priests from Fu Shui Temple were sitting quietly, while Yunni Taoist people were living in the middle, transporting their qi and blood.

The talisman formation in Dayan Mountain not only wanted to imprison the old woman, but also refused anyone to approach her. Every time she replenished, she would be subject to a counterattack.

His injuries can also be said to be extremely serious.

At some point, he felt something and slowly opened his eyes:

"Xuanyi."

Zhao Xuan, who was waiting quietly, walked up to him and bowed: "Master."

"The person who sent the Six Gates said that the person they were looking for went northwest."

Taoist Yunni spoke lightly.

"Yang Zhuo?"

Zhao Xuanyi was slightly stunned: "Master, don't take action?"

"Why do you need to take action?"

Taoist Yunni asked back.

Zhao Xuan was speechless.

"You guys don't understand the meaning of the 'Earth-shaking magic power'..."

Taoist shook his head:

"Although Your Majesty's reward is heavy, how can it be more heavy than the phoenix-winged bell for gold?"

"He has never met Prince Zhao, who dares to say that he really has the power of shaking the earth? Even if Prince Zhao still recognizes him as a disciple?"

Zhao Xuanyi couldn't help but be surprised.

"Who knows?"

Yunni narrowed his eyes slightly:

"There are thousands of warriors in the world who have been born with the gods. Is it really a coincidence? Some things are not afraid of ten thousand, but they are afraid of what happens..."

"Disciple understands."

Zhao Xuan bowed and received the teachings.

"Go."

Yun Ni waved his hand slightly and let it go.

He looked into the distance and his eyes closed:

"Brother Xu, I have returned you my favor..."
To be continued...