In front of us is a vast space, misty, dusty, white light clusters in our sight, sending out dreamlike soft light, suspended in the air, like a full moon
There was no wind, but the scattered light clusters flowed slowly, as if there was a star river in front of us. Before waiting for children to walk in the wind, I didn't know when I was surrounded by milky white light clusters, everywhere under my feet, chest, neck and head.
All this seems to be just a mistake, and Zifeng falls into the fairy tale story. The scene in front of me is like a midsummer night, lying on my back in the grass. My eyes are full of flying fireflies. My mood and eyes are all soft with a little light.
I can't help but stretch out my right hand. My fingers are slightly cool. A circle of shallow ripples gently ripples around my fingers. But after that, the light group seemed frightened and dispersed in a mass, full of spirituality.
Zifeng stood in the distance, because just when the circle of ripples sprang up, he clearly saw that a scroll was quietly displayed in the light group, as if waiting for someone to open it.
According to the rules for the freshmen to win the competition, Zifeng will get a set of middle-term xuanjie level skills, a spirit tool and a thousand lights this time.
As for the fluorescence, before the sub wind opens, the identity token around the waist rises automatically, and the originally fleeing light clusters gather up and snuggle around the token. The light spot on the back of the token is more and more bright. After breathing, the fluorescence has been injected into it.
When I fell into my hand and looked carefully, I could see that the surface of the token seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist.
"Well, now there are two thousand fluorescent lights on your token." Cangyue's tone was plain, as if she was talking about a trivial thing.
Zifeng was surprised, "two thousand? Isn't there only a thousand? " Looking at the moon in doubt.
Cangyue was stunned. There are really such greedy people in the world. Just take it for you. But you have to ask, "don't you want to take the reward of spiritual master Dabi?" His tone was frivolous, as if he were joking.
Zifeng was stunned. Cangyue said in front of the crowd that unless Zifeng could cure Wu Chuan's knowledge of the sea, he could not get a reward. Although Zifeng was sometimes stupid, he naturally understood when looking at cangyue's strange eyes, so he didn't make a sound and put the token into the token bag.
Then he bowed respectfully to the Cang moon. Before Zifeng could speak, cangyue waved, "you don't have to say thank you. If it weren't for your words, I couldn't understand the long-term trouble. Well, it's time to choose the skill now. Remember, you only have a quarter of an hour. Tell me after you choose." With that, cangyue closed her eyes, but her spirit stared at Zifeng's every move.
Just as the voice of the moon fell, the comfortable light group in front of me suddenly became manic and flew around without trace. Many of the light masses with black lines on the edges disappeared after contacting the wall. Cangyue must have taken the lead in eliminating some runes with insufficient levels.
Although a lot less, but in front of this number is also dazzling, at a loss. The most painful time for people is not when they have no choice, but when they have too many choices to start.
There were several times when the light regiment flew across the corner of his clothes. Zifeng couldn't help but want to catch it. However, before he moved, Xiaoguang said, "don't catch it. The skills inside are not all middle level skills. The old man deliberately makes things difficult for you and doesn't want you to get it easily. Remember, the more powerful the skill is, the more intense the fluctuation of the whole body is. "
Hearing the speech, Zifeng was stunned. After seeing the look of cangyue, he knew it. Soldiers will block, water and earth cover!
In cangyue's surprised eyes, Zifeng walked to the center of the site, his arms drooped naturally and his eyes narrowed slightly. The spiritual force in the middle of climbing the hall turned into countless strands and wound around the flying light
Appreciate, in Zifeng's every move. For a long time, among all the students cangyue has seen, once he sees the overwhelming cultivation methods, none of them can be as indifferent as Zifeng. They are crazy chasing, selecting and comparing until they run out of the last time in their hands.
There are at least thousands of light groups flying all over the sky. It's cangyue who eliminated the skills in the early and middle stages of the Yellow stage in advance. Otherwise, even the spiritual power in the middle stage of climbing the hall is too tight to deal with.
The spiritual force like a hairspring is inextricably intertwined with the rapidly flying light group. However, the surface of the light group overflows with strange breath from time to time. It is slippery. The spiritual sense touches it, as if there is a light film running through it and can't be close.
Time is flowing minute by minute, gritting your teeth, Fuling formula, coagulation, quietly running.
Since the spiritual consciousness cannot touch it, there is only one way to wrap the spiritual force into a net, and then wrap all the slippery autumn light balls in it!
It's simple to say, but the mental power consumed is more than ten times that of the previous one, which Zifeng can't bear at all. It's easy to say one or two, but now facing thousands of people, his forehead has begun to exude fine sweat and his eyebrows are locked, which seems to be suffering.
Five hundred, seven hundred, nine hundred. When the spirit envelops nine hundred light masses, the sea of knowledge has long dried up, and it is hard to call a penny. However, there are nearly 100 light groups in the space, which are still flying unscrupulously. What should I do?
Knowing the sea, Xiaoguang shook his head, patted, stood up and sighed, "Alas, young people now don't say a word. I must have done it. I know I can't carry it and have to fight hard."
The mid air neutron wind stumbled, almost lost his mind and completely speechless to Xiaoguang. Loosen the clenched teeth, Zifeng said quickly, "you're helping." Then he couldn't speak again.
Xiaoguang seemed to be aware of the urgency of the situation. Instead of nonsense, he jumped into the hexagonal star array. After the transpiration of the array, the water of the soul on the ground turns into pure spiritual power and fills the sea of Zifeng's knowledge.
The dry sea of knowledge is moistened, and the full spiritual knowledge is churning in the sea of knowledge again. The tight frown was able to stretch, with a distant empty finger, "go!" Finally, nearly a hundred light masses were tied up.
At this time, the time from a quarter of an hour is less than ten breath. Is ten breath very short?
With a smile, he climbed to the corner of Zifeng's mouth, opened his eyes and stared at a light mass twenty feet above his head.
"That's it! In the middle of the Xuan level, the skill must be hidden in it! " Among the thousands of spiritual senses, only this light group brings the strongest fluctuation.
The void sword points away from the sky, and a set of complex hand knots are immediately, "fixed!" All the light masses in front of him stagnated. Zifeng, who had been waiting for a long time, jumped up and grabbed the light mass into his hand.
Ten breath time is over!
"Brush" cangyue then opened his eyes and looked at Zifeng angrily. He forgot that Zifeng's spiritual talent is "imprisonment", so there is no need to catch up with the light group. Are you afraid that there is not enough time.
Shaking, cangyue walked to Zifeng in frustration and asked, "are you sure you want this light group?" Although it's nonsense, there are still some basic inquiries. Although cangyue also knows that the light regiment must be the middle xuanjie level skill he intends to release, and it is still the most domineering existence in the middle xuanjie level.
Cangyue knew that Zifeng's meridians were broken, but there was always a voice in her heart telling herself. This set of skill is most suitable for Zifeng.
Zifeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, handed over the light, and said without hesitation, "it's it."
Cangyue smiled without saying anything, and took over the light mass in Zifeng's hand. Under the irradiation of the ancient spirit mirror, the light on the surface of the light mass gradually dissipated. If the light is not scattered, the scroll inside will not be available. It is also a protective measure.
I don't want to be empty when the light mass dissipates. There is only a small beast as white as Jiaoyun.