Broken Night

Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen - The Second Secret Art

"You know, if there wasn't Brother Xiao that day, maybe I would have really died. Although I didn't know each other for a few hours, maybe because I had faced life and death together, I still chose to believe in him. But even if Master Zhuo really didn't Find any breath of life, but I still think that brother is not dead. We will have a chance to meet in the future." Xu Yan whispered.

If it was Jin Qianji himself, he would definitely not have this kind of obsession and this kind of friendship with someone who has only been with him for a few hours. But if it appears on Xu Yan, everything becomes reasonable. Because this is Xu Yan.

"Sorry." Jin Qianji said abruptly.

Xu Yan was startled and looked at him: "Why?"

Jin Qianji shook her head: "It should have been me."

"It was me who should have protected you."

Xu Yan laughed when he heard this: "What nonsense is this."

Xu Yan didn't know, but Jin Qianji felt guilt from the bottom of his heart. This time, Song Zhixuan's original idea of ​​going to the dangerous place was to let Jin Qianji and Xu Yan go together as an experience. But because before departure, Jin Qianji ate [Golden Scales] and entered the realm of epiphany, so he was unable to go.

And Jin Qianji subconsciously blamed himself for Xu Yan's distress. If he was here, Xu Yan would at least not be so dangerous.

Xu Yan looked at Jin Qianji's expression, and probably guessed what he was thinking: "You think too much, don't forget, I still have the last means to save my life." As he spoke, Xu Yan patted himself on the waist What does it mean.

Jin Qianji naturally knew that Xu Yan was referring to the kit given by his mysterious father.

In fact, if Xu Yan still has no chance after taking the group of [Rage], he will open the black bag without hesitation to see what is written inside.

"Drink it." Xu Yan handed the wine back: "The moonlight is so beautiful today."

Jin Qianji didn't speak, just took a sip of wine.

There will be no next time.

He said this silently.

For Xu Yan, he is in love with his brother. He couldn't allow his brother to be surprised by his carelessness. His [Daqingshan] is just an artistic conception of heaven. In the end, what you realize is your own decision.

Like Xu Yan, he combined the qi and blood flow of [Blood Fighting Fist] with the artistic conception of Yan Yang's Heavenly Dao, and became an unparalleled attack pattern [July Fire]. That's because his heart is as hot as fire, and he is always aggressive in battle.

On the other hand, Jin Qianji regards the mountains in the [Daqingshan] as a giant shield that can withstand everything.

The purpose is to protect.

In the last world, what he wanted to protect was that girl who was like a sister.

In this life, what he wants to protect is Xu Yan, who is a brother in love.

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The next day, under the leadership of Song Zhixuan, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji walked to the top of Qingshan again.

They came, naturally, to meet the Seven Stars Taoist.

Speaking of which, it is really weird. Xu Yan and Jin Qianji have been in Yunshen for four years, but they have only met the Seven Stars Taoist twice. The first time was when they entered the Yunfu Gate, and the second time was when they obtained the first unique skill.

This time I came here because after Xu Yan and Jin Qianji broke through the Second Palace, they could come to visit the Seven Stars Taoist and obtain the second secret skill.

In the past four years, have you only seen his teacher three times?

In the eyes of any academy, this would be very strange.

The top of the mountain is still shrouded in clouds and mist, and the old man is still holding a fishing rod and fishing out of thin air.

As if sensing the approach of the three, the old man put down his fishing rod slightly, and also rested on the slightly sunken pit on the rock, as if it had been like this since time immemorial.

"Teacher, the sixth and seventh brothers have both broken through the second palace and come to ask for teacher's guidance."

The Seven Star Taoist nodded slightly, then waved his hand.

Song Zhixuan understood and bowed slightly to retreat.

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On the top of the mountain, Xu Yan and Jin Qianji bowed and bowed, but did not dare to get up.

Feeling the old man's breath, the two became more and more startled.

In the perception of the two, the figure of the old man seems to be non-existent, but it is everywhere.

To put it simply, they can feel the natural pressure from the sky and the earth, the clouds and mist, and the Daqingshan Mountain.

But he couldn't feel the existence of the Seven Stars Daoist.

As if his existence has been integrated with this world.

At this moment, the two of them only felt a touch of invisible artistic conception suddenly gushing out, not penetrating between their eyebrows!

Xu Yan abruptly opened his eyes, but his eyes were milky white and had no pupils, just like when he was fit by the four forces of Jiayi. But in his mind, a darkness appeared instead.

He looked around, only to feel that he was in the boundless darkness.

In the middle, he faintly heard some mournful and miserable voices, and he seemed to hear the sound of monks meditating sutras.

huh...

In the darkness of the night, a hot wind suddenly blew.

The night was blown away, or burned down.

A group of eerie purple flames suddenly appeared in the night, and the whole night was illuminated, or burned. Like a black piece of paper ignited by a purple flame, it spreads outward. What caught his eye was the purple flames of the abyss, and Xu Yan's eyes were staring.

His eyes were only focused on the purple flame, as if to see the depths of the flame.

But all he heard was the endless screams mixed with the murmurs of the monks.

The voice was getting louder and louder, making him feel irritated.

Until the end, the whole world was filled with that terrifying voice, which enveloped Xu Yan until it drove him crazy!

Phew!

Almost at the last moment, Xu Yan abruptly opened his eyes, his whole body was already soaked wet, it was all sweat from himself!

He subconsciously looked at Taoist Seven Stars, but saw Taoist Seven Stars just standing there calmly, looked at him, shook his head, and then pointed at Jin Qianji.

It turned out that Jin Qianji was still in it.

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Jin Qianji stood in the forest.

It's just that his feet are trapped in the shallow stream.

Although this was just a small stream that only covered the palms of his feet, for some reason, Jin Qianji tried to pump his feet many times to leave, but it was in vain.

Days and nights passed between the mountains and forests, but in the blink of an eye, Jin Qianji was already there for three days and three nights.

But the shallow stream didn't let him go.

The surrounding mountains and forests became more and more terrifying, the towering trees seemed to bend towards him, and the whole world seemed to curl up and press towards him. And those shallow streams seemed to come alive, turning into countless water snakes, entangling his whole body, but he couldn't move, and could only let the water flow like a water snake and python wrap him around... and swallow him!

An old voice suddenly sounded: "Bull the mountains, don't bully the water."

Boom! !

Jin Qianji suddenly opened his eyes, and like Xu Yan, he was covered in cold sweat, as if he saw some wild beast! The look he looked at the old man in front of him was even more awe-inspiring! The seven-star Taoist in front of him is just a flash of light, which is enough to make him fall into a spiritual illusion with no escape!

If the old man really had malice towards the two of them, they would die instantly on the spot with a single thought.

But he still knew that the old man in front of him was indeed teaching them something.