Eternal gate

Late at night, Zhao Yun locked the door tightly, took out the Qiankun bag, looked it over and over, and then glanced at the Moon God, "Xiu'er, how do you break the restriction?"

"Melt a drop of blood and refine it with the sky thunder." Moon God said, "There is a flaw in the restriction. With your cultivation and the addition of the sky thunder, it will be broken in two days at most."

"Okay."

Zhao Yun responded, immediately cut his finger, dripped blood into it, and wrapped the Qiankun bag with thunder.

This bag seemed to have spirituality. It was wrapped in thunder and trembled slightly. The patterns on it could be clearly seen and became more alive. Especially the Yin and Yang Bagua actually shone brightly.

"Interior space."

Zhao Yun murmured softly and looked at the small gourd. It seemed to have a built-in space, but in his opinion, the level of the small gourd was much higher than that of the Qiankun Bag. He was so proud of it that he used it to calcine it with thunder almost every day, but it has not broken the ban yet. .

After closing his eyes, he continued to exercise.

The Qiankun Bag trembled more violently, and the patterns on it became more varied and vivid.

The night dispersed quietly.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine filled Canglang City.

Looking at Zhao Yun, his eyes were bloodshot.

It lasted the whole night, which was very draining of my mental energy. After taking a sip of spiritual liquid, I felt refreshed. The spiritual liquid contained not only longevity pills but also fairy dew. The effect was quite miraculous. It not only replenished the spirit but also replenished True Yuan.

He didn't stop until night fell again. The Qiankun Bag had been refined faster than expected. Looking inside now, there were already thin clouds and mist. The space was indeed much larger. It could easily fit a cow. If It's complete, even two cows can fit inside.

"good."

Zhao Yun chuckled, opened the Qiankun bag, stuffed all the banknotes, pills, and charms into it, and hung it on his waist, weightless.

Zheng!

With the sound of the sword, he went out with the sword and danced under the moonlight. The sword moves were still as exquisite as before, but only one arm was left, which was incomparable to before, and his own strength was greatly reduced.

At some point, he sheathed his sword.

Then, a speeding spell was attached to the leg, releasing the restriction and injecting a ray of true energy. Suddenly, a strange power was felt all over the body in an instant.

Whoosh!

Like the wind, he disappeared in a swish.

"So fast."

Zhao Yun clicked his tongue. Only through personal experience did he know that the speed of this talisman was unimaginable, at least faster than the Wind God Step. It seemed like it was a gust of wind.

In a matter of seconds, he was in front of the wall.

Seeing that he was about to collide, Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, forced a change of direction, and narrowly avoided it.

"Good boy."

Moon God sighed, and used the Quick Travel Talisman for the first time, but she didn't hit the wall, which surprised her.

I recall that when she used the magic talisman for the first time, God knows how many mountains she hit.

For this reason alone, she was not as good as Zhao Yun. In terms of talent, in her memory, there seemed to be few who could compare with Zhao Yun. A talent like this would definitely be powerful in the world if he were to become a god.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

When the Moon God was lamenting, Zhao Yun did not stop. He was just like a black shadow, running back and forth. There were trees, flower ponds, and stone tables in the courtyard. He didn't bump into any of them. He avoided them all skillfully and benefited from them. His reaction was too quick for his talent.

Just like that, he was able to do two things at once, chatting with the Moon God, and he was asking about his arm. He was really not used to it being missing.

Luna's response was only three words: The fifth level, as mentioned before, will help Zhao Yun reshape his arm, and it is a very domineering one.

The more this happened, the more curious Zhao Yun became.

In the garden, the sound of whizzing wind was uninterrupted. Zhao Yun adapted to the speed of this talisman. Since it was a one-time talisman, its power would dissipate. It was also his fault that the speed talisman he drew was too low-level. It only took an hour and it became a magic spell. A piece of waste paper, even the lines on it have disappeared.

Therefore, it is better to store more talismans like this. If you really encounter a crisis or be chased by a strong person, if one talisman is used up, you can't lose the chain. You have to use the second one to connect it.

Reflecting the moonlight, he set up a table in the garden and had everything he needed to draw talismans.

This time, I drew a quick-running symbol.

Tun, he needs to farm more. He will rely on it to escape in the future. If he can't fight, he will explode. If he can't explode, he will run away. There are never too many ways to save his life.

For a moment, he raised his eyes to look at the sky, and saw a white cloud floating under the starry sky. To be precise, it was a big white bird, a bird mount. Although it was far away, he could still see it. On the back of the big bird, an old man sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and concentrating.

"It's great to have a flying mount." Zhao Yun had muttered this so many times, how to say it! I really want to go to heaven and wander around.

Buzz!

While he was watching, his consciousness suddenly trembled.

When Zhao Yun went to see it, the Moon God had already fluttered his sleeves and shed a piece of golden light. It was still a piece of gold characters, gathering into a secret method in the mist.

"Psychicism."

Zhao Yun read out word by word, his eyes suddenly brightened. He had seen only a few words about this technique in the Xuanmen Heavenly Book. It was a mysterious and mysterious technique that involved the spirit world. When cast with this technique, people can come from the spirit world. You can summon spiritual beasts from the world and sign a contract with them. As for what kind of strange beasts can be summoned, it all depends on the skill of the caster. Even if you can summon them, the strange beasts may not sign a contract with you. Beasts are also divided into strong and weak. There are also some arrogant people who don't like them and others don't bother to talk to them.

This technique is also a lost method. Members of the royal family may be familiar with it, but it may not be complete.

"Whether he can be summoned depends on your ability." Moon God said casually, and then fell into a slumber. In her opinion, it was impossible for Zhao Yun to summon him.

Not everyone can use spiritualism. There are many restrictions. On the one hand, the level of cultivation is one aspect. In this regard, Zhao Yun is not up to standard. He is at least the fourth level of true spirit. There is also bloodline. There is such a kind of involvement in the world. The special bloodline of spirits has the innate talent to communicate with the spirit world, and Zhao Yun obviously does not have this kind of bloodline. If not, it will be extremely difficult to communicate. The reason why this technique is passed on to Zhao Yun is just to clean up his ears and save him a lot of trouble. The sun is chirping.

"Here comes one that can fly."

Zhao Yun had put down his talisman pen and sat cross-legged on the ground, studying the psychic.

After seeing it, he couldn't help but cough.

There are conditions for spiritualism. Regardless of bloodline or cultivation level, it seems that he is not qualified.

There is also the seal.

The art of channeling requires both hands to form seals. He has one arm, which is really embarrassing. He is so stupid!

"Xiu'er, there is something simpler."

Zhao Yun smiled dryly and looked at Moon God.

"This is the simplest one." Luna shrugged, with an obvious meaning: Just take a look, don't think too much, do whatever you need to do.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, his face was still a little dark, it's so late at night, are you kidding me?

No, I have to try.

Zhao Yun buried his head. He is a master who does not believe in evil. He needs both hands to form seals. He can do it with one hand. It just takes more time. As for his cultivation, he has to do it forcefully. His own background is not weak to the fourth level of true spirit and bloodline. Problem! There is a saying in this secret technique that it is possible for ordinary blood to channel spirits, but it is very difficult.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and meditated.

Luna glanced at her and continued to sleep.

The night is quiet.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Yuncao's mumblings must be silently reciting the resolution of channeling, and his one hand is not idle either, rehearsing the hand seals again and again in an attempt to transform the two-hand seal into one hand.

He can overcome all of these. The difficult thing is the spirit, which needs to be communicated with the spirit world. After all, it is not in the same world, so how can it be so easy to communicate.

If this is a road, then there is darkness ahead, and he needs to explore all the way.

His state of mind is empty, like an old monk sitting in meditation, with nothing outside his mind. While silently reciting his resolutions, he feels the spirit and tries to communicate with the spirit world.

Bathed in the starlight, his body looked quite dazzling, and sometimes, there would be a touch of dreaminess.

If anyone were here, they would definitely be surprised, because looking from behind him, it seemed that there was another silhouette reflected from behind, but it only appeared suddenly.

Moon God doesn't know this.

That beautiful god was in a state of intoxication, probably trying to comprehend the great path.

Here, Zhao Yun is still mumbling.

The psychic mind is very mysterious.

While he was reciting silently, a second back figure was reflected on his body, causing his consciousness to go blank and his mind to become black.

When he regained his clarity, he seemed to see a vast world, like a misty fairyland. He could vaguely see birds and beasts, and vaguely heard the roar of dragons and tigers. His heart was shaken. For a moment, he was almost collapse.

"Spirit world?"

He muttered and glanced at Luna. The girl seemed to be really asleep and didn't react at all.

After that, he saw the vast world more than once, and each time it became clearer and clearer.

"Just say it!"

Zhao Yun chuckled, opened his eyes immediately, bit his finger, and moved his hand seals, silently reciting his resolution in his heart.

"Psychic."

After completing a set of movements, he pressed his palm on the ground, and his posture sounded domineering.

Buzz!

The ground trembled, and with his palm as the center, there were strange lines carved out, and there was an aura that was not of this world, lingering in the patterns.

Well....!

Zhao Yun groaned and collapsed to the ground.

The so-called channeling consumes real energy. He had been prepared for it, but he didn't know that the consumption was so terrifying. In just a moment, all the real power was drained, and even the energy and blood were withered to the extreme.

Fortunately, he had a strong foundation, otherwise, he would probably have been turned into a mummy.

"Grass."

In the dark, someone seemed to be swearing.

Whoosh!

At the same moment, a strange beast appeared in the psychic pattern array. It was really a bird, about two feet tall. It was all black, like a large crow, and its hair was not very smooth. Strangely, it was dyed Bleeding.

"It's done."

Zhao Yun's eyes were filled with surprise and curiosity. He had seen a lot of monsters and spiritual beasts at such a young age, but this was the first time he had seen strange beasts from the spiritual world.

"What the hell."

There was another swear word, and Zhao Yun was confused when he heard it. He didn't know who was scolding him. He looked around before his eyes fell on this big black bird.

When he looked at it, the bird's eyes seemed to be burning with flames, and its temper seemed not to be very good. It really showed a certain kind of anger to the extreme. For those who don't know, he thought it had revenge for killing his father.

"Xiu'er, is it scolding me?"

Zhao Yun coughed dryly and called out.

Luna opened her eyes and glanced.

Just at this glance, she, who was originally lying on the moon, suddenly sat up.