Chapter 906

In fact, Zi Feng already knows the essentials of Yuan Li diversion without Ximen Meng. Don't forget that there is an old monster in the sea. However, the old monster is in a low mood these two days. He doesn't even bother to say a word with Zi Feng. The reason is clear when you think about it. He must be blaming Zifeng for not inviting Xiaolan in, which made him happy and miserable in waiting.

In fact, the method of dividing yuan is similar to the spiritual knowledge in lingfu. Due to the technique of Zongjing divine power, Zifeng is familiar with yuan power in Dantian. He sat down slowly, listened to the murmuring water in his ears, and slowly closed his eyes.

The red and blue yuan force in the Dantian slowly spilled out of the body with Zifeng's ideas. The only difference is that the spilled yuan force did not condense into a long fishing rod, but piled up a small cloud over the river. The cloud looked like a waterfall and sprinkled dozens of Yuan force lines downward

This scene, but Simon Meng couldn't sit still. He took the fishing rod in his hand and looked at it in surprise. For the warrior, the leaked yuan force has only one result, rushes to the other party and loses control.

This is why Ximen dreamed of using this method to control yuan force. By condensing into a fishing line, he dived into the water and used yuan force to sense the changes around him, so as to achieve the purpose of experiencing martial arts. In this way, in the process of war, we can clearly know the trend of the other party through the subtle changes of element force in the air, and then take the lead.

What's more, Yuan Li twisted the rope into a strand. After a long time of training, every strand of Yuan Li in Dantian will become rich. It is also a more direct cultivation method for Dantian

Ximen Meng obviously ignores one point. For martial artists, the scope of control is limited to five senses and six senses, vision, hearing, touch, smell and feeling; Eyes, ears, mouth, nose, tongue, meaning, six senses. As for the eyes, ears, mouth, nose and tongue, there is no difference for the martial arts. However, the "meaning" and divine sense are indeed the weak points of the martial arts, but Zifeng is different. He is a spiritual master. Even if he doesn't use yuan force to perceive, everything is as thin as a hair in the current sea of knowledge.

As for Yuan Li, if you look carefully, you will find that the surface layer of Yuan Li overflowing outside Zifeng is covered with a layer of almost transparent gray material, which is nothing else. It is Zifeng's spiritual power.

This time, Zifeng was surprised to find that the original mental energy and Yuan force were mixed together, and there was no uncomfortable reaction. Doesn't it mean that every volume of Zifeng's skill can have two levels of power: spirit and Yuan force

I thought in my heart, the Tianluo formula is "a net of heaven and earth", but I saw that the Yuanli lines in the air were woven into a big net in an instant

"Zifeng, come on. Here. There are many fish in the, I want to eat roast fish! " Cold as snow jumped up, pointed to a vortex in front and shouted. In two days, she wasted her strength, but she still didn't catch one. She wanted to jump into the water and catch fish.

Now it's good to have Zifeng. There's no need to catch it. One net is enough. He gave a soft cry 'close'. Under the bright sunshine, there are hundreds of silver lights beating in the air.

This time, several people around could not go fishing at ease. They all ran over with their baskets. After filling all their baskets, they looked at more than half of the fish in the net. Leng Ruxue could only reluctantly shake his head, "if only this fish could live in the air and catch one when you want to eat."

With a slight smile, Zifeng slowly threw off his straw sandals, and then submerged his feet in the water. The river in autumn was a little cold, which shocked Zifeng inexplicably, but he turned to relax

At the heart, dinghaizhu emerges and flows quietly. For a moment, Zifeng seemed to melt into the water and become an ordinary drop in the water.

"Like snow, look!" Bi Ling threw down the fishing rod in his hand, pointed to the scene behind him and said in surprise.

But it was as cold as snow. Several people turned their heads and saw the whole river rising slowly in their sight. For a moment, there were two rivers in their sight. One was in the sky, and the sun penetrated directly. The strange light shrouded everyone, as if they were living at the bottom of the water now, and the fish that was struggling in the air just now, At the moment, they all swam freely above their heads

The river below is still the same, but less flexible.

"Wow. Is that true? " Bi Ling, who has always been silent, was obviously shocked by this scene. No matter how powerful a person is, how can he let the river flow in the sky?

Not only Bi Ling, Simon Meng stood up and walked behind Zifeng, but found that there was no fluctuation of Yuan force in the air, in other words. Water is not driven by the sub wind, as if the water itself is floating in the sky

In addition to exclamation, all the people on the field once again focused their eyes on Zifeng's face, which was slightly narrowed and enjoyed.

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would believe it?

Simon Meng shook his head and said nothing. Lin Jianfu is right. Boy, they can't teach at all

At this time, cold as snow tilted his head and suddenly complained to Zifeng, "if only this river could flow on it every day."

Zifeng couldn't understand the meaning of this. With a smile, he took out more than a dozen xuanjing from the talisman bag and slowly walked to the middle of the river. According to the orientation of the "rising array" taught by Xiaoguang, he made a slight gesture. More than a dozen xuanjing instantly penetrated into the depths of the river bed. Slowly, it seemed that more than a dozen lamps in the water were lit in turn.

Then a strange scene appeared. There was a light rain in the river. However, the rain did not fall into the dust, but fell towards the sky. It was just dropped into the river above. A curtain piercing water curtain turned to appear in the line of sight.

At this moment, Zifeng stepped onto the shore, put on straw sandals, pointed to the scene behind him, smiled and looked at them as cold as snow, "here, I'll send you." His tone was calm, as if he had done a trivial thing.

"Is this an array?" Simon Meng flashed to Zifeng and asked excitedly.

Along the way, thousands of years of time passed by. It has long disappeared in the long river of history. Now there are few people who can still use the array. "Wu Zifeng, tell me the truth. Are you really a Xuantian person?" This question mark has been hanging in Simon's dream. How could a remote teenager be so outstanding. It seems unreasonable!

Facing Ximen Meng's eyes, "disciple had an adventure. Elder Zifeng got a lot of inspiration. Thank you here." Then he turned and left. Only the river behind him was mixed with the sound of rain