Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

Ye Xiaomu said: "As you said, the wizard is not invincible? Why don't you practice witchcraft?"

Su Yan explained that this is not the same purpose of spell cultivation.

Taoism and Buddhism's spells aim to deal with evils. In this respect, there are endless means, but many spells are useless to the living, so they are either like the martial arts masters, or they are the same. Fighting; and witchcraft is not the same, whether it is the white witchcraft that saves people or the black witchcraft that harms people, it is aimed at human beings, and the means are invincible. The general mage will certainly suffer from playing with them.

At this point, only those wizards who are cultivating have a fight with the wizard.

Ye Xiaomu feels that he has taken another lesson.

"What's going on with you, it's been a feeling of being unhappy."

Su Yan noticed that Ye Xiaomu had been frowning and didn't talk too much, so he asked, by the way, the chicken's head was stuffed back from the backpack - she didn't want to bring the chicken, because it is a rare beast. Phoenix, if you let too many wizards see it, it will inevitably lead to sorrow. Suyan pays attention to this aspect. So he and the chicken are about three chapters, so that when they are crowded, they must stay in the bag honestly. Outcrop.

Before the chicken peeked through the bag, he kept talking about it. He kept talking to it, and he couldn’t help it.

"I am not depressed. I was thinking about your problem before. If it were me, it would be correct to deal with the attack of Wu Apo."

"Please, how long has it been? You still remember this, then do you think of it?"

"not yet."

After a while, everyone went into the camp to go to sleep, the tent was covered with moisture-proof mats, and it was not cold to sleep. Ye Xiaomu and Wang Xiaobao and Chen Xiaoxu three tents, about 12 o'clock, after everyone fell asleep, Chen Xiaoxu's cell phone rang, he looked and then went out, 80% is Yuan Xi, he met him.

Wang Xiaobao fell asleep and was snoring. Ye Xiaomu was lying but could not sleep.

He is still thinking about the fight.

If it is me, on the basis of similar strength, how can we best dismantle Wu's offensive?

For him, this is not only a battle, but a rise to a level that he will not express, and become his knot. If he can't figure it out, it will become his heart, if he can I figured out... He believes that it will be of great help to his future practice.

He thought about it all night with his eyes closed.

This kind of head is stuck like a math problem. Sometimes I think I can catch the truth, but when I try hard, my thoughts slip and I have to start again.

When the sky was bright, Chen Xiaoxu came back. He looked down and saw Ye Xiaomu squinting and lying on the ground. He thought that he was wrong. He asked him several times. Ye Xiaomu was thinking of the key place at this time. The question was not dealt with at all. Chen Xiaoxu saw his eyes smashed twice, knowing that he was still alive, and that no matter who he was, he laughed and laughed at himself, and they were all strangers.

As a result, he just lie down, not waiting to fall asleep, Ye Xiaomu suddenly sat up and shouted: "I thought of it!"

Then close your eyes and sit cross-legged.

There was a purple gas that flashed above his head, a bit like the kind of electrocardiogram used in the hospital for patients, ups and downs. However, Chen Xiaoxu saw the anger of the rivers and the endless momentum.

He knows that this is a phenomenon in which the spiritual power flies out of the body when the realm is ascending. Others can't see it. Only he can see it with a "seeing eye". He looks at the sky above the top of the small wood. The spirits danced and the people were completely stunned.

When he was on Maoshan, he had seen this phenomenon many times. Every time he was similar, because he saw more and he knew more about the teachers and brothers. He came to the conclusion that the stronger the talent, the more reiki when the realm is raised. The intensity of the shot is also strong.

He has seen the strongest Aura shot. It is Chen Lunzhen of Maoshan. The first day except himself, when he hit the last moment of the immortal, Su Qinzhang arranged the Wuguang Yuhua array to help him.

At that time, Chen Xiaoxu was the main line. When he saw Chen Lunzhen’s break, the aura of the head shot like a dragon in the sky. At that time, he was shocked to be a man of heaven and thought that Chen Lun’s talent was strong.

But at this moment, the intensity of the reiki shot at the top of Ye Shaoyang’s head is more than that of Chen Lun’s.

The dragon swims for nine days, and there is also a margin, and the strength of the leaf small wood top is more than a dragon, it is simply the endless miles of the mountains and rivers.

This guy's talent... is so strong, the whole spell world can not find a second one, right?

Ye Xiaomu broke through and was promoted to the celestial division, but the aura filled in the body has been rushing upwards, and it can’t stop, just like a river has been blocked for too long, and it’s completely poured out after a dam break. Directly bring the strength of Ye Xiaomu to the top of Tianshi...

When the aura's floating was completely precipitated and fell back into the sea and Dantian, Ye Xiaomu spit out a sigh of relief and tried his luck, feeling the feeling that it was completely different from before.

It turned out that this is the heavenly master.

Ye Xiaomu got up and went outside the tent (he didn't even see Chen Xiaoxu who was staring at him on the side!), it was just in the morning, the fog in the jungle, it was the time when the gas rose and the sun rose.

He saw the process of rising gas, although it was a bit fuzzy, but it was never before. Not only that, the world is different in his eyes. Just like a myopia with glasses, even if the glasses correct vision, the feeling of seeing the world is slightly different from those with normal vision without glasses.

The present self is like taking off the glasses and seeing the essence of the world - even if he can't recognize and grasp the essence now, it is estimated that it will go further after the immortal.

Ye Xiaomu took out a fire symbol and gently trembled. He easily lit the fire, threw it in the air, and looked at the flying fire, showing a happy smile.

He forgot that he was a college student, and he forgot about the statement of ghosts and gods more than half a year ago.

At this moment, he felt that he was a true mage.

"For more than half a year, from a layman to a heavenly master, I am the son of Ye Shaoyang."

On the other side of the camp, two men, one woman and two women gathered together, and by the cover of the morning fog, they stared at Ye Xiaomu quietly in the distance.

The woman is Yuan Xi, male, is a very handsome teenager, is her brother Yuan Chen.

No one knows that he actually came here.