An Yi didn't realize that she was gone. Instead, she hugged Ning Cheng tightly, even shaking a little.
"An Yi..." Ning Cheng was about to ask An Yi to get up, but also felt something was wrong. There was smog everywhere around him and An Yi, even An Yi's snow-white chest was blocked by the fog, and it seemed to be vaguely confined.
"There are soul soldiers..." An Yi's tone trembled, and she seemed extremely afraid of those soul soldiers.
Ning Cheng had already put An Yi's chest problem aside, and immediately sat up, ignoring fatigue at all, and took hold of An Yi and hid behind a reef.
A headless man carried a human head in his hand, crouching and slowly moving his back in the faint smog. After the man walked a few steps, he suddenly took out a bloody palm from the package behind him, and then put his palm in the head of the man in his hand. The head that he held in his hand slowly began to chew.
Ning Cheng felt her scalp numb, even if he was on Fang Yijian's boat, he didn't have such a terrible feeling.
After chewing on a palm of his hand, the head suddenly turned his head in one direction. Two dead gray eyes stared directly at the place where Ning Cheng and An Yi were avoiding, and there was even some blood stains at the corner of his mouth.
Ning Cheng felt a cold in his heart, and an aura in Xuan Huang Zhu exuded again, driving the coldness out.
Fortunately, the headless man didn't seem to know that the head in his hand was looking at Ning Cheng, and he still walked into the smog slowly, and slowly disappeared.
"Brother Ning, that soul soldier has no head..." An Yi's voice trembled a little, obviously she had never seen such a weird thing.
Ning Cheng said in a deep voice, "An Yi, I suspect that it is not a soul soldier. When we first came, this place was just an island. Now suddenly there is a lot of fog, and it is impossible to see the surrounding things. It is very likely that it is here. An array may be an illusion. The person without a human head, or it doesn’t exist at all, is our own illusion."
Although comforting An Yi, Ning Cheng himself had no idea at all. He was not sure if it was an illusion, because the scene just now was too real.
After a stick of incense, the mist gradually dissipated, and Ning Cheng and An Yi resumed their original scenes before their eyes.
"I see, this is Lansha Island." Ning Cheng woke up, he felt a little familiar here, and the surrounding environment was clearly on the picture given to him by Ye Daoist.
Ning Cheng never forgot. Although he had thrown away the two pictures, he still remembered the things drawn in the formation diagram. The outskirts of Lansha Island that were drawn by the formation is exactly this kind of sight in front of me.
"Then what shall we do? I heard that Jin Chan Guo has appeared here, and there will be many people coming by then." An Yi asked with some worry after hearing that it was Lansha Island.
Ning Cheng said immediately, "The Daoist of the industry wants us to join their team. He is absolutely uneasy and kind. Regardless of whether the Taoist of the industry has been here on the fifteenth of last month or on the fifteenth of this month, our strength is not enough. Get in. There should be a few days left on the fifteenth of this month. Let's find a safe place to hide before talking."
If there is a boat, Ning Cheng wants to leave here now. It's a pity that he can't get off without a boat. He doesn't believe that there are golden cicada fruits here, and if there is such a thing as golden cicada fruits, how can he wait for a gas-gathering three-layer ant to snatch it
Ning Cheng and An Yi did not dare to enter the island's heart. After walking along the edge of the island for more than an hour, they finally found a huge reef on the side of the island again.
Ning Cheng took out the low-grade magic weapon long knife he had obtained from Pi San, found a hidden place among the reefs, and started digging a hole. Ning Cheng’s four levels of Qi-gathering cultivation base, plus a lower-grade magic weapon, and he didn't cherish this magic weapon at all. In just half a day, Ning Cheng dug a huge rock cave.
At this time, An Yi had already changed his clothes and followed Ning Cheng into the newly dug reef cave. Not long after they entered, they were enveloped in mist again.
"It's really weird here. I want to find a way to refine some formation flags, and then set up formations to seal the hole. An Yi, you have a spirit stone, first practice it yourself." Ning Cheng saw the dense fog outside. , Secretly glad that he made the right choice. If he is still in the mist, he might lose his way and go directly to the heart of the island.
Anyi had no objection to Ning Cheng's opinion. She knew that Ning Cheng needed a lot of spirit stones for cultivation, and her spirit stones were meaningless for Ning Cheng, so she might as well cultivate herself. When her cultivation base is high, she will help Ningcheng find spiritual stones for her cultivation.
Seeing An Yi began to practice, Ning Cheng took out some materials and began to refine the formation flag. He has never learned refining tools, but there are some simple introductions to the refining of the formation flag in the basic formation. After two days of groping and countless trials, Ning Cheng actually refined some first-level formation flags. Although still a bit rough, these array flags can already be deployed with a first-level array.
Ning Cheng was very dissatisfied. He regretted it a little. He hadn't asked Fang Yijian how many jade slips for refining tools before. At this time, he was already very clear that the refining tool and the formation were really closely connected. If he doesn't learn the craftsmanship well, he definitely can't become a good formation mage.
Thinking of the close connection between refining tools and formations, Ning Cheng sighed. Refining tools would definitely not be easier than refining alchemy. Xuan Huangzhu can only help him correct his cultivation techniques, but he cannot quickly master the skills of alchemy and refining tools. It seemed that no matter how much he mastered the formation theory, it was still impossible to become a powerful formation mage.
After simply arranging a first-level concealment formation in Dongfu, Ning Cheng took out a few jade slips given by Fang Yijian. Ning Cheng couldn't see a word of the two magic jade slips. He didn't know whether his cultivation base was too low, or the jade slip given by Fang Yijian was fake.
Ning Cheng took out the four jade slips again. The first one was invisible, the second one was invisible, and the third...
Ning Cheng had already decided in his heart that Fang Yijian had deceived him. Even if he couldn't see all the things on the jade slip, his cultivation technique had already been corrected by Xuan Huangzhu, and his spiritual consciousness was definitely much stronger than the average Qi gathering monk. Now he can't even see a word on the jade slip, so why didn't Fang Yijian lie to him
This idea changed when Ning Cheng picked up the fourth jade slip, and the fourth jade slip Ning Cheng could sweep the contents of it with his spiritual thoughts.
"Ruyi Xuanmu Jue..."
The words at the beginning were not a problem for Ning Cheng, but they became more blurred as they went further. When Ning Cheng saw'Gathering Qi into Yuan and Achieving Concentration of Truth', his brain hurt and he couldn't read it anymore. However, with Ningcheng's abnormal memory, he could not forget it at all as long as he read it once.
This is a wood system technique. Ning Cheng closed his eyes and thought about this technique again. I found that this exercise is not much better than the Ning family exercises he corrected.
Ning Cheng himself didn't want to practice this exercise, he thought of An Yi. At this time An Yi was cultivating. After Ning Cheng heard Fang Yijian's words, he already felt that An Yi's cultivation techniques were very ordinary. He interrupted An Yi who was cultivating and asked, "An Yi, what kind of spiritual root are you? What technique do you cultivate?"
After receiving the exercises, An Yi opened his eyes and said, "My main spiritual root is of the wood system, and I practice the Fanmu Jue. My master said that after I consolidate, I need to find a new exercise."
"Fan Mu Jue, it should be the lowest mortal level exercise. Among the exercises Fang Yijian gave me, there is a Ruyi Profound Wooden Jue, which is of no use to me. I will leave it to you to practice." Ning Cheng said Then, he threw the jade slip in his hand to An Yi.
"Xuanmu Jue? This should be a profound technique, something that my master hasn't seen before, Fang Yijian will give it to you at will. He is really rich."
An Yi took the jade slip and said in amazement. Even if she is not a public personality, she is a little excited when she obtains the profound level technique. Of course she knows the preciousness of the profound level exercises. Master said that even if it is a three-star academy, there may not necessarily be several profound level exercises.
The lowest level of cultivation technique is the ordinary level, followed by the true level, and the one higher than the true level is the mysterious level. And after the profound level, there are ground level and heaven level techniques, which are all legendary things.
Even if An Yi had a temperament like this, and obtained a profound level technique, he couldn't wait to read it out through divine consciousness. It is a pity that her spiritual thoughts are far less intense than Ning Cheng, and she can't see a word at all.
When Ning Cheng saw An Yi's expression, he knew that An Yi could not look at the jade slip, and simply said, "I'll tell you, you can just write it down."
Anyi was not surprised that Ning Cheng could see the contents of the jade slips. During the time with Ning Cheng, she became more and more accustomed to what happened to Ning Cheng.
Although An Yi's memory is good, it is far from being as perverted as Ning Cheng. After Ning Cheng said it several times, An Yi memorized all the Qi Gathering Techniques of Ruyi Xuanmu Jue.
"Big Brother Ning, or I should change the practice of Ruyi Xuanmu Jue." After An Yi memorized the Qi Gathering Technique of Ruyi Xuanmu Jue, it was immediately clear that this exercise was better than her original'Fan Mu Jue'. 'I don't know how strong it is.
Ning Cheng, like An Yi, didn't even know the dangers of changing the practice method. Since it was a good practice method, of course, it was necessary to practice with a better practice method. This was nothing unusual.
Ning Cheng was about to agree with An Yi's words, suddenly a refreshing fragrance spread into the reef cave. Ning Cheng sniffed a few times, and suddenly felt refreshed. He stood up subconsciously, "What smell is this? It seems to be a familiar spirit fruit smell, wait, I remember..."
"It's golden cicada fruit." An Yi also stood up, Ning Cheng's primary spiritual cursive script was still given to Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng could know what the smell of golden cicada fruit was from that book, she obviously Also know.
"Is there really a golden cicada fruit?" Ning Cheng's tone was a little excited.
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