Chapter 20 Moon Wind

Sitting cross-legged **, he carried a stream of true air flowing all over his body. Her body was suddenly covered with a layer of dark blue gas, which gathered in the wounds and bruises on his body and kept flowing around this area.

A cool feeling suddenly surged up his whole body. He gently exhaled a turbid breath and felt that the pain all over his body was relieved a lot.

His hands made strange marks on his chest, and his skin turned red, and the dark blue light penetrated into his skin, repairing the internal injury on his body.

At this moment, he felt his soul tremble slightly, and in the depths of his soul, there was a mysterious world that was constantly expanding.

He frowned slightly and quietly experienced this change in his body.

With the trembling of the soul, the dark blue light in his body quickly surged up and wrapped the soul, while the world in the depths of the soul sucked away the blue light like a black hole for a moment.

Zhang Ziguang was secretly shocked and ran the magic power of "Heavenly Sword Break" again. The blue light ran to the soul one after another, but without exception, it was sucked away. As the injection of this energy into the world gradually emerged, Zhang Ziguang sensed that it was pure white, and everything was untainted white, like a existence detached from the secular world.

At this moment, an old and hoarse voice sounded in his ear, and it sounded a little familiar: "Young man, the mysterious realm hidden in your body has been activated. You can rest assured to use it in future battles."

"The realm of the underworld?" Zhang Ziguang muttered in a low voice, and suddenly the light flashed, thinking of the dark cave, the horrible ancient tomb, and the place where they had met.

Time flies, what is forgotten?

"The world is white!" The hoarse and low voice sounded again: "In battle, you can introduce the enemy into the world by distracting them. Remember that in this world, you are the master and what you want it to become!"

Zhang Ziguang nodded gently and finally understood the essence of illusion: introduce the enemy into his own world and control the enemy's mind through the control of the world!

Then, the old voice disappeared, and the pure white world was fixed in his soul.

He was intoxicated in practice and didn't realize the passage of time. Suddenly, a golden light surged out of his Dantian field, dispelling the dark blue light that had flowed in his body in an instant.

This golden light, like a bursting spring, rushed into his mind and rushed to the pure white world.

"What's going on?" Zhang Ziguang was shocked and felt that the originally pure and flawless world was automatically rendered golden yellow. Near that world, a golden film was formed and surrounded by it.

At the same time, a purple-gold unicorn shadow suddenly lit up in the room, and the purple light rushed to his soul and carved the irregular crystal like a knife.

"Ah! Ah! Ah..." Zhang Ziguang covered his head and roared in pain, and the needle-like pain spread all over his body. The purple and golden light in his body surged like a flood of the dike, constantly colliding, and it was difficult to distinguish between high and lows for a time.

Gradually, his mind was originally transformed into purple gold by a soul covered by a piece of golden light, but the mysterious realm in the depths of the soul was wrapped in golden light. The purple light wanted to invade that countless times, but it was scattered by the golden light.

He clenched his teeth in pain, struggled, and moaned. I don't know how long it took, the two colors of brilliance in his body completely dissipated. He wiped the cold sweat from his body, as if he was weak, stuck his head into ** and fainted.

He fell asleep like this, unconsciously, a ray of soft sunlight shone through the window and sprinkled on his face.

He opened his eyes very reluctantly. He stretched out and was about to get out of bed. Suddenly, a low knock on the door came, accompanied by a knock on the door, and a crisp voice came into the room: "Mr. Zhang, someone outside said he wanted to see you."

After slowly dressing, Zhang Ziguang opened the door and saw a servant-like person standing outside the door. He watched the person in the room come out, hurriedly bow and said, "Mr. Zhang, someone said that he wanted to see you. I have arranged him to wait in the hall. Please follow me."

Following this man through the winding corridor, Zhang Ziguang came to the hall. In his eyes was a handsome and refined man dressed in white. He was tall and magnificent. His long hairband fell to his waist, and a scabbard with gems lay quietly beside him.

Feing the extraordinary temperament of this person, Zhang Ziguang hugged his fist respectfully and said, "I've been waiting for a long time. I'm really ashamed. I don't know who you are."

"The wind is blowing next month!" A kind smile appeared on the man's handsome face and said politely.

Then, the two sat down and said politely. They felt that the time was ripe. Zhang Ziguang began to enter the topic and asked, "Your Excellency came to me. What's the matter?"

Yue Liufeng smiled faintly, took off a simple ring from his slender left hand and said, "I'm entrusted to deliver this ring to you."

After receiving the ring, Zhang Ziguang thanked him and then asked, "I don't know who entrusted you?"

The moon breeze smiled mysteriously and said, "It's not convenient to say much at this time. I'm leaving!"

"Please stay!" Zhang Ziguang hurriedly said, but at this time, there was no moonlight wind beside him. His eyes narrowed slightly, glanced around, and then walked to the servant waiting at the door and asked, "I saw someone go out just now."

The servant shook his head blankly and said, "The little one has been waiting here. He has never left and has not found anyone leaving here."

Zhang Ziguang's face has changed slightly. I'm afraid that this kind of person who is so fast that he can't even see clearly is probably the Taoist practice of Shangguan Mu.

He sighed gently and was about to go back, but Yue Liufeng's gentle voice came from nowhere: "Take away the ring and prepare quickly. Five days later, the black dragon is going to join hands with the eight-legged monster to attack Liang'an City."

Mr. Yue, please come out and meet!" Hearing the sound of the moon wind, Zhang Ziguang said loudly.

"Don't worry so much. If there is fate in the future, we will definitely see you again." The sound of the moonwind came from afar and echoed in Zhang Ziguang's ears.

Temporarily left this matter, Zhang Ziguang returned to the room, locked the door, and began to observe the ring just sent.

The ring is blue and black, simple but chic, and there is nothing special about it. After looking at it for a long time, he didn't think of any way. Zhang Ziguang shook his head secretly. At this time, Yueyun's sword soul began to send a voice to his soul again: "Master, this is a rare treasure!"