Ask the Mirror Chapter 244: Duel

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"What!"

The monk is also capable. He reacted almost immediately. The seeds planted in the deepest part of his soul suddenly released spiritual light, like a wave of waves that washed over the entire brain in an instant. However, he found nothing. The pain in my head became more and more severe.

"Poison, voodoo or spell?"

The monk had experienced many battles and was finally able to remain calm in this situation. He let out a low roar, endured the severe pain in his head, and flew back to distance himself. At the same time, he switched techniques and restarted the seed aura, again and again. After brushing it, it still had no effect this time. At this time, Yu Ci had already flew up with the sword, and the cold sword energy penetrated his heart.

What a monk, at this critical moment, he can still form a seal with his hands on his chest. With a soft "buzz" sound, a layer of paper-thin golden light spread out, and one layer did not stop the other. The layers rise again, and so on, seventeen or eighty layers are discharged outward one after another, forming a golden cover outside the body, which collides with the sword energy and makes a continuous clanging sound.

The sword energy could not penetrate, so the monk took this opportunity to sit down on his horse. The golden light cover outside his body shattered with a "bang", thousands of golden lights flew in all directions, and the forest and vegetation within half a mile were riddled with holes. The thick trees were also shattered by the golden light, and the momentum was unparalleled.

However, there was no trace of Yu Ci under the golden light.

"Escape!"

The monk shouted loudly and stepped **** the ground. The violent shock wave instantly washed the surrounding ground. He sensed the traces of Yu Ci. However, the junior did not come this way, but towards Go far away. Without thinking, the monk immediately activated the formation he had just deployed around him to trap Yu Ci here.

After all, he was still a step too slow. Yu Ci was surprisingly fast. He passed by the edge of the formation's Qi machine, and then the monk lost his sense of him. What is certain is that Yu Ci must have some method that can hide his own aura, and even have a method that can confuse his divine will. In the dark mountains and forests, he seems to be at home like a fish in water.

The monk began to believe that Yu Ci did have the ability to escape intact. He knew the importance of the situation and did not trap Yu Ci. He still bought some time, so he took advantage of this opportunity to activate again. The seeds within the soul were filled with spiritual light, and this time, he finally caught a faint shadow.

The aura cleansing the soul in this way is actually to find unique marks from the complex fluctuations of the soul. The key is to find the corresponding frequency. The monk's judgment and luck are both good, and he succeeded the third time.

But at this moment, the lucky monk shuddered, opened his eyes, and scanned the dark forest.

His breathing became heavier unconsciously, and he turned his body on the spot, quickly turning around in a circle. His sharp eyes seemed to be able to tear through the darkness - Yu Ci's method of hiding his figure was compared to Yu Ci's superb method of hiding his breath. Not very clever. The monk roughly judged the direction where he was hiding, stared at it, and said in a deep voice:

"This is not the Lichen Sect's method."

The monk's vision and judgment were extraordinary. He saw the value of this information and wanted to collect more information, but Yu Ci did not want to give him another chance.

More severe pain invaded the brain, because the monk found the "target", and the impact of the "target" on him became more and more direct. At the level of the soul that is beyond the reach of ordinary people, the monk's brain suddenly shone brightly, colliding head-on with the seed spiritual light that was forced out again, impacting directly to the deepest part of the soul.

The impact of the soul was reflected back to the body, and the monk's whole body was shaking. This was completely involuntary. Now he could see more clearly that what he was facing was the remnant soul he had just discovered. Even though there was only this trace left of his rebellious disciple, he still had the courage to embarrass him. It is pulling a bright star that has never been seen before, rushing here and there in the three-layer structure of the soul, setting off one wave after another.

The absolute power of the opponent's impact is nothing, but the monk must admit that because of his carelessness in the early preparation stage, he encountered a problem: the residual soul is inseparably connected with the soul that has planted the seed, and it will hurt this. He, every confrontation at the soul level gave him a sense of powerlessness with his left hand against his right hand.

"I don't know when, they colluded internally and externally, and cast such a weird star in!"

After several hedging sessions, the monk gained some understanding of the nature of the stars. This starlight "sees" to be radiant, but it seems to be illusory. It seems that it has no lethality in itself, but it can use the residual soul as a medium to continuously input power.

"The effect of the input power is not to kill, but... but to erode!"

The monk controlled the fluctuations of his mind and analyzed the role of the starlight bit by bit: "Just like the 'seed' I planted, it constantly penetrates into the deepest level of the soul, with the intention of changing the nature of the soul. That's right. , this is simply a 'seed'! Doesn't that idiot Cheng Yen understand that no matter who he is corrupted by, he can never be the original 'him'? Hey, he hates me to the core, as long as he is not good for me, He will definitely go all out...Junior Yu Ci will definitely seize this point and make a deal with him!"

Based on this bit of information since the meeting, the monk actually analyzed the whole story. At this moment, there was no need for him to keep a false identity. Only the remnant soul of the real monk Cheng Yen on the first floor is left, relying on Yu Ci's external help to struggle with him. He is the master of Monk Cheng Yen and the abbot of the Pure Water Altar. His pseudonym is Yi Xin, but he is actually the Blood Monk Tu Ling who shocked the spiritual world hundreds of years ago!

As early as the outbreak of the Heavenly Rift Valley Rebellion, he made preparations to parasitize a "spiritual seed" in monk Chengyan's Yuanshen. He perfected it many times thereafter until before the second Yi Bao Banquet. , to be completely complete. The monk Cheng Yen who appeared in front of people at that time was, strictly speaking, a puppet whose spiritual consciousness had been wiped out and was completely controlled by him behind the scenes.

Tu Ling designed many plans, the most core of which was to separate Cheng Yan from "Isin" and create the impression that "Cheng Yan was innocent" in the minds of He Qing, Yu Ci and others. In the preset battle, the golden cicada escapes from its shell, abandoning the identity of Isin and the blood monk, destroying all the clues, and starting a new chapter.

He had already succeeded. The senior officials of the Lichen Sect and the sects in Cliff City, including He Qing, all thought that the incident in the Sky Rift Valley was over, and each had their own explanations. He Qing had even rushed back to the sect to participate in Cultivation in the Nine Heavens Outer Territory.

If things continue to develop like this, in three to five years, most people will forget about the monk Cheng Yen who once had a high profile in Cliff City. Even if they remember him, they will only regard him as someone who was plotted against. Poor thing, even if he makes a name for himself again as monk Cheng Yen, people won't think of the Blood Monk Tu Ling. He could even use some of his friendship with the people in Cliff City to lay the groundwork again in this borderland.

But now, the Yu Ci in front of him and the remnant soul of Cheng Yan in his brain have torn a big hole in his complete plan. If they cannot be solved, everything that follows is just empty talk!

"Your star seed is definitely not the right method!"

As a monk, of course he doesn't care about the distinction between good and evil. Drinking loudly is just to mess up Yu Ci's mind. In the dark forest, a sneer came from the monk's eyes. Suddenly, a short staff as thick as the rim of a cup and no more than two feet long slipped out of his sleeve. Immediately, a crack that was nearly a mile long opened up in the forest. Wherever the crack passed, all vegetation and living creatures were shattered. The sound was so loud that it was staggering.

This is a high-quality magical weapon that Tu Ling prepared for his new identity. It is called the "Jasper Yuan Pressing Staff". It is blessed with the authentic Buddhist magical power of subduing demons and is converted into the Tiangang Disha's sacrificial level. The number is already at the level of the tenth heaven. In the stage of Dan Huan cultivator, they are rare treasures.

However, this casual blow failed to hurt Yu Ci. The monk didn't have any intention of achieving success with one blow. He took out the Yuan Pressing Staff, which was just an introduction.

With a deep shout, he held the staff in front of his chest and tilted it slightly, with the tip of the staff just touching the center of his eyebrows. Immediately, there was green light flowing, and when the green light penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, he suddenly heard a "buzzing" sound, and a layer of The color of pure gold spread from his bald head, and the wound made by Yu Ci quickly closed up, forming a new layer of flesh in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, it was healed as before.

The golden and green lights complement each other, reflecting strange colors in the mountains and forests. And the effect of the light is not just that. At this time, not only outside the body, but also in the monk's brain, the golden light shines. One. It brushes like a tide, and the entire soul is filled with golden light, from the inside to the outside. I took a thorough photo.

A very faint scent of sandalwood spread in the jungle. In the shadows, Yu Ci sniffed it out, followed by a sneer:

"Is this a golden bone and jade plate?"

His voice was only heard by himself, but a mile away, where the monk stood, the strong diffusion of golden light suddenly slowed down, and then shrank inward. The light is no longer dazzling, but becomes more rounded and smooth. The light that occasionally strays is like layers of golden sand, spreading down.

At the core of the light, a round and bright pearl rose from the monk's top door, rolling around in the air. Layers of golden light swayed out, and every shadow corner was visible wherever it went.

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