I saw that there seemed to be a qi in the hall, either transcendent, peaceful, cold, evil, or cold...

At first glance, I wonder how many people there were inside.

.........

Ye Xiaoxi was holding the spirit-gathering talisman and staring blankly, as if he was out of sight. The disciples of the Tianyi Sect who were coming to see him in front of the door did not dare to disturb him.

I just thought she was experiencing the mystery of the spirit gathering talisman.

In fact, it was communicating with a divine will in her mind:

"Teacher, what should I do?"

That divine intention is extremely subtle, and the fluctuations emitted are even more almost nothing.

Ye Xiaoyi was asking for advice seriously.

Because it was this divine will that saved her three years ago, and over the years, she has silently guided her practice.

She is the only teacher she admits.

The divine intention fluctuates, and the invisible fluctuation turns into a text in his mind:

"Just wait."

Ye Xiaoyi agreed in her heart, and was a little curious:

"Teacher, do you want me to wait outside the door, is it the senior brother who is waiting for?"

"It's half of your junior brother."

While the divine will respond, it flowed silently from his eyebrows, turning into an extremely subtle wave that spreads through the body:

"He's here."

"teacher......"

Ye Xiaoyi felt the spirit of leaving the body and felt extremely reluctant, and was mixed with emotions such as panic, admiration and so on.

But it still didn't show it.

She has experienced too much and has learned how to hide her emotions and expressions at a young age.

She pretended to be careless and looked at it. The invisible wave spread across the long street with the wind and drifted towards a pedestrian wearing a black cloak at the corner.

Then, is that my junior brother?

But why half?

Huh ~

On the long street, a breeze seemed to blow by, blowing Yan Xiake's cloak.

"Is there any way to stay here?"

The moment the wave entered the body, Yan Xiake's body trembled, and he forced himself to hold on, pretending to be ignorant and walked towards the distance with the crowd.

He could feel the inquiring eyes of the Taoist nun in front of the door, but he did not stop and walked by quickly.

After walking through three or four long streets and walking back and forth for a few more times, Yan Xiake slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Once the spirit is relaxed, there seems to be a bright light in the sea of ​​heart, illuminating the darkness.

In a faint light, there seemed to be a magic sword rising and falling in the light.

The magic sword seemed even more colorless, but as Yan Xiake felt his mind, he seemed to have "see" all the colors of the world in the magic sword!

The gorgeous starlight, the sun is sunny, the beautiful mountains and rivers, the green colors of plants and trees, the rippling clear water lake... and a touch of quiet sitting by the lake, with a vast and ethereal breath, like a banished immortal.

This colorless magic sword seems to contain the color of heaven and earth.

For no reason, he felt the essence contained in this divine sword.

That's a set of swordsmanship.

A set of sword techniques that only have one move.
Chapter completed!