Cultivation of Immortals: Starting from Burning Paper for Grandpa

"Array~array~array..."

Accompanied by white light gates flashing in his sea of ​​consciousness, monotonous syllables similar to the pronunciation of the word 'zhen' echoed in Yang Fan's ears, the sky was bright and far away, as if they came from outside the sky.

Nine times nine times.

After the nine portals full of runes appeared, they were arranged in a column in the space of the sea of ​​consciousness and slowly rotated clockwise.

After rotating nine times, the light gate disappears, and the syllable reappears.

Repeatedly.

Yang Fan seemed to be in the chaos, his consciousness was vague.

Whether it's complicated and unclear runes, or strange syllables, or the nine gates of light, they all contain wonderful dao aggregates, which spread from his sea of ​​consciousness, and then flow through the whole body and immerse in the soul, but they can't capture the specifics at all. meaning.

After some time, Fu Qiao returned, "Senior, there are two small rockeries over there that seem to be useful..."

Seeing that Yang Fan was isolated by the protective shield, obviously trying to comprehend and acquire exercises, he waited patiently nearby.

A whole day passed, and Yang Fan was still immersed in it.

Fu Qiao thought for a while, then got up and walked to one of the rockery she found. On it was a phoenix totem flying with outstretched wings, and there was a faint brilliance flowing around it. When she looked intently, there was the melodious and continuous sound of phoenix singing in her mind.

After observing around the rockery for a long time, she sat cross-legged facing the totem, and tried to visualize the totem pattern in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Time passed quickly, and half a month passed in a blink of an eye.

Fu Qiao opened her eyes, and there seemed to be a glint of light in her dark eyes, with a look of surprise on her face, she said to herself, "So it's called "Phoenix Nirvana Sutra"..."

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, she hurried back to the place where Yang Fan was, and seeing that he was still comprehending, she ran to another rockery further away.

This rockery is as big as a house, and looks like a entrenched tiger from a distance. There are no totems and characters on the mountain, only a series of natural lines.

Following the previous method, she sat down and began to visualize.

However, he opened his eyes soon and frowned, which was not as effective as the Phoenix Totem before.

After pondering for a moment, she tried to release her consciousness to immerse into the mountain.

Now she finally had a reaction, and the sound of a tiger's howl pierced through her mind, directly shaking her delicate body, spurting out a mouthful of blood, her face turning pale in the blink of an eye.

After swallowing the elixir to adjust his breathing, Fu Qiao felt lingering fear, his eyes flickered for a while, and he got up and wandered around to continue searching.

a few days later.

In front of the stone gate, Yang Fan opened his eyes suddenly, and a bright light burst out from his eyes.

"It turned out to be a secret technique!"

Hidden in the stone gate is the word "array" in the name of "nine characters", and the other eight are "Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Lie, Qian, Xing". Unfortunately, there are no related methods in Shimen.

Yang Fan got up, made a tactic with both hands, pointed forward, and at the same time gave a low 'array'!

Immediately, with a buzzing sound, four white light doors rushed out from the body, encircled them together, and quickly rotated to form an integrated cage, with white light shining brightly and vigorously surging.

"Only using the first level of foundation building at will, the power of the explosion is equal to the full blow of the third level of foundation building!"

Yang Fan was shocked, and felt that the word 'array' was more powerful than the heaven-cutting finger and prison-suppressing hand in "Xuantian Suppressing Prison Art".

Moreover, it can not only be used for attack, but also for siege and defense.

"The consumption of vitality and consciousness is not too great."

"If you can complete the nine characters, your combat power will definitely increase a lot!"

"I don't know if there is any Wanfalin..."

After experimenting for a while, Yang Fan waved away the light gate and searched carefully on each stone.

Flying over a radius of one thousand meters, I saw more than a dozen stones with Dao Yun flowing, but they were not nine characters.

He landed in front of a [-]-meter-high stone pillar, and Fu Qiao, who was observing the stone pillar, turned around, "Senior, hello!"

Yang Fan raised his head and looked at the stone pillar covered with runes straight into the sky. When he penetrated into his consciousness, it was like a mud cow into the sea. There was no special reaction, and he asked, "How is it?"

Fu Qiao shook her head: "This stone pillar clearly has charm flowing, but I can't understand it. Senior, have you gained anything?"

Yang Fan didn't answer, and was about to fly up to the top of the stone pillar to have a look, when suddenly he sensed a familiar aura, stunned, rolled up the girl and rushed forward.

Not long after, a black light appeared in the field of vision in the stone forest, swaying and floating in the air, as if drunk.

It was the black light that disappeared a few months ago, suspected to be an innate spiritual treasure!

"Luck!" Yang Fan was ecstatic in his heart, the other party seemed to be in an unstable state.

Knowing that the two were approaching, Wu Guanggan accelerated his escape instantly, but the speed was obviously not as good as before.

Two escaping lights, one black and one red, quickly shuttled through the stone forest.

The distance is getting closer.

After more than 3 meters, the two rushed out of the stone forest. There was a vast expanse of red land, and the distance between them was just within Yang Fan's attack range.

"I won't hurt you!"

When the divine thoughts came out, Yang Fan pointed forward and shouted in a low voice, 'array'!

"Om~"

Four light gates rushed out, and one of them flashed to Wuguang's surroundings, besieging it.

Wu Guang dashed left and right, hitting the light door with clangs, and knocked the light door apart in less than two seconds. He wanted to escape again, but was trapped by Yang Fan's re-condensed light door.

After more than a dozen times, the speed and strength of its impact weakened, and a burst of nervousness and anxiety spread to the surroundings.

Fu Qiaomei's eyes blinked, she was very surprised, and wanted to ask, but seeing Yang Fan's blushing blushing, she didn't speak, and focused on Wu Guang in front of her.

Yang Fan pursed his lips, and while pulling out spirit stones from the storage ring to replenish his vitality, he used the 'array' formula to condense the light gate.

After more than ten minutes, Wu Guang's speed finally slowed down completely, showing its original appearance. It turned out that it was really a black ruler magic weapon.

"do not……"

Just as Yang Fan said a word, when the ruler fell to the ground with a clang, the emotions that had emanated from it disappeared all of a sudden.

It won't kill the Qi Ling, right? The Qi Ling in this spirit treasure is obviously extremely weak... Yang Fan's heart tightened, and after waiting for a while, the crane-capturing hand stretched out and pulled the ruler three meters ahead.

The whole body of the ruler is pitch black, as smooth as black jade, and there are no other symbols and lines except for the natural scale marks on one side.

Not aware of the danger, Yang Fan took it into his hands. It was ice-cold, more than 20 centimeters long and three centimeters wide, as thin as a cicada's wing, but weighed at least forty to fifty catties.

Just looking at the appearance is not ordinary.

It's a pity that no matter how Yang Fan probed into the spiritual consciousness, he couldn't check its internal situation, and there was no feedback from the spiritual consciousness, as if the spirit of the weapon inside was gone.

"There is a weapon spirit, and the last thing is a psychic treasure."

"If it's really an innate spirit treasure, no matter how weak it is, it's impossible for me, a Jindan cultivator who only has the means of building a foundation, to kill him. Either he's asleep, or he won't communicate with me..."

Just as Yang Fan was thinking to himself, Fu Qiao exclaimed, "Senior, look!"

Yang Fan turned his head, stunned.

The stone forest at the back disappeared without a trace, and turned into endless ruins again.

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