180 Baidi Daotong 2
180 Baidi Daotong (2)
Time flies, Mo Jian in the whirlpool of time and space, is dedicated to practicing the White Emperor's ten strategies, unaware of everything around him. The body of the ten-year-old boy unconsciously grew up and became taller, and then there was light hair on the corners of his lips, and then strong muscles and sharp eyes.
This is a completely new growth, an incredible transformation.
Mo Jian knew that if he remembered correctly, he had been practicing the White Emperor's ten strategies desperately for eight years in front of this acamore tree.
His cultivation has reached the ninth level of the current soul master from a few soul lines at the beginning. This seems to be the growth and transformation of another time after entering the Qingxiao Tianmen, which makes the number of soul lines in each realm rise again.
The soul line of the ninth level of the soul in the time and space whirlpool has reached 30 million.
And before entering the time and space whirlpool, when Mo Jian reached the soul level, the soul line was only 30 million.
Wh! Wheops! Wheops! Wheops! sou......
Mo Jian's body is straight and upright, motionless, and there is no extra expression in his eyes and face except for concentration. The black-horned bow shot quickly, meticulously and continuously. In the idea, the number of effective shots is increasing.
"It seems that the effective shooting of 10,000 arrows per hour has steadily reached more than 9,100 times. There are still two hundred times left. I think it will be completely completed with another period of practice!"
An hour later, Mo Jian, who shot 10,000 arrows, did not blush or breathe, and secretly thought about it in his heart. In the past eight years, his understanding of the ten strategies of the White Emperor has reached a very profound situation. Every seemingly ordinary shot actually contains ten moves. There are countless exquisite ones, which have been thoroughly seen through by Mo Jian.
The moves of the White Emperor's ten strategies are the same as the Qing Emperor's ten strategies, but the methods of transportation are different, and even the power is different.
The only thing lacking nowadays is accuracy.
In 10,000 shots, the remaining 200 shots have not been effective, which is the error. When practicing black-horn archery for the first time, the ultimate state was ten rounds. This time, we must make tens of thousands of times, and we can't do it less than once!
Mo Jian didn't care at all. He now deeply enjoys this cultivation process. From only seven soul lines to the current ninth level of soul master, 30 million soul lines are all in his ten strategies of practicing the White Emperor. Whenever there is a greater benefit, his cultivation will also advance, either the first level, occasionally even two levels.
Continue practicing!
After three hours, Mo Jian, who had been practicing hard, was already sweating.
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This is the third year that Ye Lanxin participated in the study of all things. Three years, which is not long but will never be short, seemed to pass in her feeling that it was just for a moment.
Ranked at the peak of the ninth-level array, the great array of all things in three lives did give Ye Lan endless enlightenment and gave her a feeling that she had never had before.
It is with the infinite changes in this array, the mysterious way of evolution, the method of development, and then prove each other with the [Ten Strategies of Array] that Ye Lan's intuition is that her own attainments in the array are constantly rising!
There is even only one opportunity to become a ninth-order array master.
The eighth-order array mage is still a master. At the ninth level, you are the master. He is as powerful as the innate emperor, turning decay into magic, taking dust as a hole in the sky, born out of nothing, turning chaos into red dust!
Even if all the exquisite arrays in the world are included in the ten strategies, but there is no demonstration of the tangible way of all things in three lives, Ye Lan knows that she is absolutely impossible to achieve this.
How mysterious is the way of array? A small level of benefits often exhaust the time of a lifetime.
"It's always a little worse..."
Ye Lan sighed quietly. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the wonderful array of all things is still the water mist. But in her opinion, this array has turned into a world, including rivers, mountains, sun, moon and stars.
She can't see clearly the center of the world and the source of energy that supports the world.
Ye Lan took a deep breath. For the first time in three years, she looked away in the array and was slightly stunned. However, less than a hundred feet away from her, under the tall aber tree, the sweaty teenager was as straight as loose, his eyes were as strong as the wind, his movements were as fast as electricity, and his posture was as quiet as a mountain.
Ye Lan's heart throbbed. Looking at his meticulous practice, her eyes gradually became a little obsessed.
She can deeply feel a temperament from the teenager - except for the current practice, there is nothing in the world that can disturb his concentration and determination.
Then, Ye Lanxin was a little surprised to find out how Mo Jian's cultivation became the ninth level of the soul master? Previously, it was still the first level of the soul! Also, the age... seems to be one or two years younger.
"It's been about three years, and I don't know how long it has been outside. The master has asked me to practice several times in places that change the speed of time. Logically, it should be the same here. Ye Lan said secretly.
Turning his eyes again, he fell on the great array of all things in three lives and thought, "Master told me earlier that what I lack is not talent. Now it seems that what I lack is about the same concentration and obsession as Mo Jian, right?
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Of course, Mo Jian will not know that he has been practicing the White Emperor's ten strategies under the acamore tree for eight years, and at the same time, Ye Lanxin, who entered the whirlpool of time and space, spent three years.
Moreover, it seems that the two are not far away from each other.
So the time and space vortex is mysterious.
Wh! Wheops! Wheops! Wheops! sou......
In this round of 10,000 arrows, Mo Jian had a wonderful feeling. It seems that the black-horn bow in his hand has become an artifact. Every arrow shot is full of explosive power and has infinite texture. As soon as it is shot, he knows that it will definitely hit the target. The whole person seems to be a controller, and everything around him is under control. The size, orientation and distance of the eye of the wheel are as clear as a few spiritual stones in a poor man's pocket.
buzz......
Arrows shot out like raindrops... eight thousand times... nine thousand times... nine thousand ninenine times, ten thousand times!
10,000 arrows shot, each of which is an effective shot!
At the moment when the last arrow hit the eye of the wheel, Mo Jian clearly felt that the mystery of the White Emperor's ten strategies poured into his sea of knowledge again like a river.
For a while, Mo Jian understood the ten strategies of the White Emperor more thoroughly and went to the next level.
"Bang!"
The crisp sound emitted from the body is almost in no particular order, and the number of soul lines continues to rise. This is his cultivation in the whirlpool of time and space, rising to the realm of the soul, which is generally the same as the outside world.
The difference is that the number of soul lines has increased from 30 million to 35 million. It has increased by a full sixth.
There was a burst of ecstasy in the bottom of his heart. He remembered that the first time he entered the Qingxiao Tianmen, his soul line base at the beginning had increased by one sixth. Then, when it came to the promotion of the soul master, the original four million soul line increased to five million.
This time, the growth is still so obvious.
"Squeak..."
The green two-turn blue sky gate slowly opened in front of Mo Jian. Like the first time, the touch is a strange space with misty fog. Between Mo Jian's mind's thought, his body had gone into the Bixiao Gate.
In Ye Lanxin, not far away, you can clearly see an extremely sacred doorway. From this gate, it exudes an ancient, flood, epic, majestic, mysterious, distant and supreme mysterious atmosphere. The expressionless teenager is like an emperor at this moment, stepping into the green gate!
The two doors slowly closed and disappeared in front of Ye Lanxin.
"This Mo Jian... is really extraordinary!" Ye Lan couldn't help but be shocked. She was amazingly talented and was the first person of the young generation. At this moment, it is incredible to see such a strange thing that happened to Mo Jian. Although it has never been shown, there is always a pride in the bottom of my heart that no one deserves my Ye Lan's heart, which has been invisibly reduced a little at this moment.
Mo Jian came to the vast white world again.
He is in mid-air, with a vast sky and stars overhead. The sky is full of clouds and ethereal. There is a void under his feet, which is unfathomable.
After two experiences, Mo Jian was no longer surprised by this strange situation.
His attention was completely stopped at two classics about three feet away.
[Nine Chapters of Refinery] and [Second Turn to Bixiao].
Under Qingxiao, Mo Jian experienced the wonderful process of standing aside like a bystander and clearly observing his growth again with the vision and height at that time.
The second turn of the blue light slowly opened, and a dark blue light flashed in front of Mo Jian's eyes.
Then, time began to return wonderfully again.
Mo Jian clearly saw that he, ten years old, in front of the grove of the Changhe tribe, rarely recited the oil poem that seemed to be hidden in his mind... Holding your hairy little hand and gently biting a small bite, ah...
It's like a story.
From that moment, to the soul testing ceremony, to joining the plane academy, Mo Jian once again saw everything he had experienced as a bystander.
His mood changed infinitely again in a seemingly fast and slow situation.
He did everything he did, or felt incredible, or helpless, or stupid, or regretted... He saw many mistakes he had done and thought to himself that if he did it again, he would definitely change it, and it would not be like that...
When Mo Jian woke up from this long aftertaste, he silently came to the second level of the soul, with 40 million soul lines.
He was not too surprised by the improvement of his cultivation, but was a little surprised to find that the last time he started at the adult soul testing ceremony, this time, he moved forward for several years and went straight back to the age of ten.
Isn't it... a few more times that you can start from the scene when you were born?
Mo Jian still remembers how Qi Gong kept taboo about his birth and never mentioned a word.