C453 Deceit
C453 Deceit
She thought about how indifferent Chen Yi's eyes were when she first met him. He seemed like a stone without any emotions, but now, there was a trace of life in his eyes.
"Only Uncle, Auntie, and Jia Jia don't have me?" Yun Mobing held her heart and said resentfully.
Chen Yi glanced at Yun Mobing and did not say anything else.
"This is the Three Times Great Formation you mentioned. From their looks, they seem to have fallen into extreme pain."
"They wouldn't have damaged their minds, would they?"
Yun Mobing sat beside Chen Yi. He looked at Lin Qingxue and the others and frowned slightly.
She had wanted to join the formation before but was rejected by Chen Yi. He said that this formation was harmful.
Chen Yi said indifferently, "I don't think so. They're cultivating the martial path, and you're cultivating the Profound Origin Morality Technique. This is different. "
"Martial artists' blood energy is boiling, and demonic barriers are hard to enter, but if cultivators leave a gap in their hearts, demonic barriers are everywhere."
"The seven of them are all geniuses of the Sixth Mountain. If they can't even pass through this nightmare, how can they talk about Martial Arts Golden Core Stage?"
Earlier, he had calmed the hearts of the seven and had even slowed down the consequences of entering the dreamland for three hours.
As for the result, Chen Yi wasn't sure if the seven of them would suffer any damage to their core when entering the third dream.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the main hall, Yun Mobing's luck was condensed. Between her fingers, there was a green magic power that was like a spirit snake.
Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the main hall. Yun Mobing shouted angrily and a green magic sword appeared out of nowhere.
Sou!
The sound of breaking through the air was heard. Chen Yi looked at the sword flying out with an indifferent expression.
Just as the sword was about to attack Chen Yi, Chen Yi moved his hands. He raised both of his fingers in an attempt to catch the sword.
Suddenly, the green magic sword changed. With one turning into three, it split into three green lights and charged towards Chen Yi.
Chen Yi smiled and said, "Three Yuan Sword Art, the change of the basic style, you actually cultivated it!"
His hand suddenly clenched in the air. The three green lights seemed to be attracted by some kind of irresistible force and directly fell into Chen Yi's palm.
The three swords, which were as thin as cicada's wings, quietly landed on Chen Yi's palm. Yun Mobing's face turned pale.
She had combined two techniques and used the Flying Sword Technique to transform it into the Three Elemental Sword Technique. In order to cultivate this transformation, she had spent a lot of time pondering.
Even so, in front of Chen Yi, it was broken in the blink of an eye with a flip of her palm.
Yun Mobing let out a light breath. The magic power in her body had almost been exhausted, but what was more intense was her mind.
"Your talent is not only limited to your bone structure." Chen Yi looked at Yun Mobing and said lightly. "However, you are still miles away from me."
"Back then, when I was a Qi Cultivating Stage, I had already mastered the Three Yuan Sword Technique and cultivated the Three Yuan Sword Formation. In the Profound Essence Sect competition, I defeated the Qi Disciple disciples of the two great Immortal sects."
Chen Yi's words made Yun Mobing freeze. She shot a sideways glance at Chen Yi and said angrily, "I know. Back then, your talent was outstanding, and no one could defeat you."
Chen Yi nodded slightly and said calmly, "That's right!"
... "
Yun Mobing looked at Chen Yi and spat in her heart before ignoring him.
In any case, she would not be able to go until a thousand years ago. Naturally, she did not know whether what Chen Yi said was true or not.
Chen Yi told her some obscure parts about the circulation of magic power when Yun Mobing used the spirit art. When Yun Mobing comprehended it, she sat down and cultivated.
Chen Yi quietly sipped his tea. He looked at the seven people whose faces were pale and their bodies had become much thinner. It was as if they had lost their essence energy in the formation.
"Almost there!"
Chen Yi softly muttered. He gently waved his hand. The Three Times Dream Formation shattered like a bubble.
At this moment, the eyes of the seven people suddenly opened, and a murderous aura filled the air.
"Kill!"
"Die!
"Ah!
Numerous furious voices filled with killing intent and murderous intent resounded across the place.
The seven of them had ferocious looks on their faces, and their inner energy was surging.
Chen Yi looked at the seven of them, but he only spat out four words, "Are you still not awake?"
The four words were like the wind, and when they entered the ears of the seven men, it was like a spring breeze entering the heart, washing away all the murderous aura.
The seven people's hideous faces gradually calmed down. It was as if they had just woken up from a dream and woke up from it.
When they saw Chen Yi, their pale faces were filled with shock. After a long time, they finally regained their senses.
Within the formation, it was as if they had experienced a tragic ordeal. Although they had entered the dream world, it was as if they had come to a realization that was unforgettable.
"We've prepared our medicinal baths and returned to our residences. We'll come back in two hours!"
However, Chen Yi didn't care what these seven people had experienced. He merely shook his sleeve, and these seven people were swept out of the palace.
Chen Yi looked at the seven of them. After he regained his composure, his eyes were still clear, and his mind was not damaged.
After all, they were geniuses of the Sixth Mountain. They were different from ordinary people, and they had some potential.
About two hours later, the seven of them put on their clothes and stood outside the palace together.
Lin Minghee also appeared. He could not help but sigh in relief when he saw the seven of them.
The seven of them walked over together. The childishness between their brows seemed to have lessened a little.
However, Lin Qingxue lightly clenched her fists, as if she had heard something.
The matter of the Lin family had not spread throughout the capital's aristocratic families. It should be that Lin Xiao had left a backup plan behind, but there would always be some rumors spreading.
Great-grandfather Lin had died in his family because of disrespect towards Ancestor Chens. This rumor was constantly spreading.
Currently, the Lin family was dressed in mourning clothes, and the Purple Forest Capital Garden was filled with white silk.
"There is only one day left in this world. Lin Minghee will fight with Genuine Qi Stage Martial Grandmasters like Andal!"
"He will use this to merge the martial arts he has cultivated in the formation, or the experience he has."
"One day later, it will be the appointed time to fight against the Green Dragon Seven Scions of the Liuhe Sect. The outcome will be decided by you all."
Chen Yi spoke in an indifferent manner. There was no expression on his face. It seemed like the outcome of this arranged battle was not something that he was concerned about.
"I will obey the Ancestor Chen's orders!"
The seven of them bowed together and left respectfully.
Lin Minghee stayed here. He looked at Chen Yi and said in a low voice, Ancestor Chen, the news has already spread. Most of them have received a response."
"Yes!" Chen Yi slowly stood up.
Lin Minghee looked up at Chen Yi, but his eyes were full of complicated emotions.
He knew what Chen Yi wanted to do.
Lin Xiao's death made this Ancestor Chen feel a trace of anger.
The Ancestor Chen's anger was a hundred times the grief of the nation. This was the evaluation of the Ancestor Chen in some sects and even families in China.
In the hidden contract, Lin Minghee felt that under Chen Yi's calm face, there were hundreds of thousands of waves.
After walking out of the palace, Chen Yi walked to a pavilion within the sixth mountain. In this pavilion, Wang Annjia, Yuwen Tianyu, and Qian Loongquan were playing chess and discussing the Dao.
The three of them were the masters of the great clans. Their combined strength was comparable to half of the great clans of Huaxia.
Not only that, the power of the three aristocratic families was no longer limited to Huaxia. They had a few powerful forces and connections in the entire world.
When Chen Yi walked over, Yuwen Tianyu sensed something. He turned around and was shocked when he saw Chen Yi. He quickly got up and greeted him.
Chen Yi waved his hand. He looked at the three of them quietly. "You three have some free time."
His words made Yuwen Tianyu and the other two smile bitterly. They lowered their heads, not daring to reply.
Chen Yi quietly sat down. Wang Annjia quickly poured some tea for Chen Yi.
"The oldest among the three of you should be Yuwen Tianyu, right?" Chen Yi said plainly.
Yuwen Tianyu fell silent. His grandfather had died during the war of the Hundred Kingdoms, and he was one of Chen Yi's old friends.
That was why Chen Yi had taught him the Immortal Martial Art, which allowed his cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds, reaching the Martial Arts Golden Core Stage realm.
"More than two hundred and thirty-five years old." Yuwen Tianyu sighed, "I'm afraid that it won't be long before he's buried."
He sighed in his heart. After living for so long, he no longer cared about life and death.
"Old man, you're still not satisfied after living for so long?" Qian Loongquan snorted. He was 203 years old, much younger than Yuwen Tianyu.
The three of them were all Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors, but Martial Arts Golden Core Stage warriors were also divided into different grades. Among the three of them, Qian Loongquan was at the peak of the lower grade of Golden Core realm, while the other two were at the middle grade of Martial Arts Golden Core realm.
There was still a long way to go to break through the void.
Chen Yi looked at the three of them and shook his head slightly. Now that the world was getting poorer and poorer, the chances of the three of them ascending to the Immortal realm were slim.
"Tomorrow is the arranged battle with the Six Joint Sect." Chen Yi said faintly and took a sip of the tea that Wang Annjia poured.
"Qian family, Yuwen Clan, and Wang family, there should be a lot of people who want me to die, right?"
The next sentence caused Yuwen Tianyu and the other two's facial expression to change drastically. They quickly stood up.
"Ancestor Chen!"
"It's fine!!" Chen Yi put down his teacup. "Who in this world likes to hang a knife at the neck? " There are so many people in this world who respect and fear me, so there should be so many people who hate and hate me. "
He smiled gently, "What's wrong? Why are you so terrified?"
Wang Annjia and the other two were silent. They looked at Chen Yi and knew that he was really angry.
Lin Xiao's death had touched the heart of this Ancestor Chen.
Chen Yi stood up leisurely. "Don't worry. So what if others hate me, hate me, envy me, or hate you? Dragon Lake Mountain is free in Jinling, the fog will not dissipate for a thousand years..."
His eyes were calm and indifferent. "Have you ever moved?!"