As a person who wants to practice, seeing the sea of ​​​​stars is a happy thing. But if a person who has no practice in the true destiny realm and condenses the star soul and sees the sea of ​​​​stars at this time, the result

It's impossible to estimate.

Wang Yi looked at the stars floating in the sea of ​​​​stars in front of him, and did not intend to get close, because these stars sent out a strong resistance to Wang Yi, which showed that these were the stars of the star kings on the mainland.

So Wang Yi began to wander in the sea of ​​​​stars, crossing countless stars. At this time, Wang Yi discovered that compared with the vast sea of ​​​​stars around him, he realized how small the continent he was on was, and then looked at the spiritual energy emitted by those stars.

, I am like a small boat in the storm, drifting with the spiritual energy in the sea of ​​stars. It seems that I will disappear in the next second and be assimilated by them.

Suddenly, Wang Yi felt a starburst filled with the power of the polar sun burst out around him.

Wang Yi turned his head and looked around. It was a burning red star. He didn't know how far away from him, and it was violently radiating its power to the surroundings, but Wang Yi felt that the power was about to melt him.

Those powers began to slowly turn into substance, and a throne was condensed in front of him. Wang Yi's mind was already in confusion at this time. The throne was obviously exactly the same as what he saw in that dream.

Could it be that there is some connection between this place and what I dreamed about?

The throne transformed from this powerful power gave Wang Yi a sense of familiarity, even a sense of encouragement.

But Wang Yi had read in those books about ghosts that the extreme yang and yin would cause fatal damage to the soul, and no one could bear it. But the throne really gave Wang Yi a full sense of mystery, not so much

Attracting, rather than meeting old friends, is extraordinarily cordial.

Wang Yi stretched out a hand towards the throne.

"boom"

Those forces rushed toward Wang Yi crazily and enveloped the illusory Wang Yi.

"ah"

Huge pain radiated from the depths of Wang Yi's soul, and the power of the surrounding sun was constantly burning Wang Yi. Wang Yi looked at the throne that was so close in pain.

Could it be that everything in the dream was fake, and was he going to die here?

Suddenly, a black power emitted from the center of Wang Yi's eyebrows, impacting against the power of Zhiyang. He suddenly smiled a lot at the painful feeling. Wang Yi looked at the black power emanating from the center of his eyebrows and knew that that thing

Finally appeared, but now it seems that he is protected by the black power. The power of Zhiyang seemed to have seen the same kind, and soon stopped attacking and repelling Wang Yi.

Gradually, a mysterious aura emanated from the depths of Wang Yi's soul. In Wang Yi's consciousness, this star had established a certain connection with himself.

Wang Yi's figure flashed and he was on the throne.

The posture was exactly the same as that in Wang Yimeng's original dream, except that the pair of golden eyes were missing.

Through this star, Wang Yi saw the scene that he could not see just now.

On one of the stars, the appearance of a Taoist holding a fly whisk appeared, and some stars showed the appearance of a enchanting woman, charming all living beings. There was also a purple star, which transformed into an emperor wearing a crown.

Exuding a noble imperial aura, there is a star that looks like an old man. The old man has a kind face and looks into the distance.

Many stars in the depths of the sea of ​​​​stars slowly appeared in Wang Yi's mind, countless, more and more, in various shapes and forms.

Wang Yi, who was in the room, was trembling constantly. Fortunately, it was relatively remote here and there was no attention.

Noticed Wang Yi's appearance.

Wang Yi suddenly stopped shaking and slowly opened his eyes.

A faint golden starlight flashed from Wang Yi's eyes, which showed that Wang Yi had connected with the stars without practicing yet, and accomplished something that many people had failed to do.

Wang Yi sensed the star again. Above the sea of ​​stars, the star began to brighten, and an illusory figure appeared, overlooking the world.

In Chang'an City, the people suddenly felt that the sun was unusually hot today, but it was approaching summer, but they were no longer surprised.

But there is always no shortage of caring people in this world.

For example, Qin Tian Jian.

Today's Five-Fun Lingtai Lang is sitting in the Zhoutian Bagua Formation and is observing the horoscope. Suddenly, he discovers that there is something abnormal about today's Golden Crow Star. After practicing the method, eight big characters appear in the hexagram of Wu-Fan Lingtai Lang.

The Golden Crow was displaced and the world was in chaos.

What a bad omen, what a terrible omen. It’s better to go find Master Jianzheng.

Wugan Lingtailang hurriedly got up, walked out of the Zhoutian Bagua Array, and ran outside.

Wu Guan Ling Tai Lang was not the only one who was interested. In the Northern Qi Dynasty in the north of the mainland, there were also people who noticed the abnormality and ran to report the matter to the superiors.

In some unknown places, there were still some people discussing things at this time. After seeing such visions again, they looked excitedly at the person standing on the high place.

"Everyone, the God King is coming back soon. We must work harder." The leader said to everyone.

Wang Yi took back his thoughts and looked at the compass in his hand again. It was really a good thing.

However, he has to go to the library to choose a method first, otherwise he has no cultivation, and even if he is given a big star, he will not be able to use it.

Wang Yi walked out of the room and walked towards the library.

Chang'an City, Yang Mansion.

Yang Zhao was not in a good mood today. According to the news, all the people sent out a few days ago were dead. He was a little sad. After all, it would cost a lot of manpower and material resources to cultivate dead soldiers.

So Yang Zhao sat in the courtyard, drinking tea and relaxing.

"Yang Yucheng is so elegant. He drinks tea late at night. He must be waiting for me." A voice came from the shadow behind Yang Zhao.

"If you bugs dare to come to Chang'an City, you are not afraid that Qin Tianjian and Jin Yiwei will join forces to prevent you from leaving Chang'an alive."

Yang Zhao picked up the tea cup on the table, took a slow sip, and then began to taste it.

"Master Yang is joking. Jinyiwei has just returned. How can there be time to deal with us. As for the Qintian Prison, there is nothing to be afraid of after the disappearance of old man Yuan. Just avoid those who cannot be messed with. But Master Yang contacted us

, let us be surprised, after all, one thousand taels of gold is very attractive."

"Haha, then you will have your life." Yang Zhao put down his tea cup and looked at the shadow very leisurely. "Can you come out and talk? I'm not used to people staying in my shadow."

"Okay." After saying that, Yang Zhao's shadow came out. He was wearing night clothes, but if he looked carefully, he saw a flower on it, which was very beautiful.

"Who is worthy of Mr. Yang spending a thousand taels of gold to attack him?"

"You gangsters are really interesting, take this." Yang Zhao took out a portrait from his sleeve and threw it at the man in black.

The man in black stretched out his hand to catch the portrait: "Isn't this the scholar who just joined the Imperial Guard? It's not easy for Master Yang to deal with him."

"That's not your business. Go away and save me from being in my eyes." Yang Zhao said impatiently.

"Hey, don't fight then

I'm disturbing you." The man in black stopped asking for trouble and turned around and disappeared into the black clothes.

The door behind Yang Zhao opened without warning, and a thin man walked out.

"For a boy, the loss is a bit too much."

"No." Yang Zhao shook his head and said: "A few days ago, I followed Your Majesty to the old monk's place. I was supposed to accompany Your Majesty to relax and casually objected to the reopening of Jinyiwei. But the old monk didn't know what he did. Your Majesty actually

I have no objection. The edict just issued a few days ago restored the status of the Jinyiwei. Since we can't stop it, it's better to kill their spirit. After all, the tiger that has just been released from the cage is the weakest."

"The records of those old people in Luoyang should have been thrown into the fire by His Majesty. It's really sad."

"Boy, don't underestimate the old people in Luoyang because of your status as the Third Prince, otherwise you think your Uncle Yan Wang is just a living person. If we act like this, he can still sit still in Prince Yan's Mansion. Without those old people here

If you cry for father and mother there, King Yan has already started killing people."

"I understand, Master." Obviously this thin man is the second prince of the current dynasty, the second son of the least favored Emperor Ming.

"You, it's your father's fault too." Yang Zhao stroked his beard and started to reason with the second prince.

"I know, it's not easy for him, it's very difficult." The second prince obviously didn't want to listen to Yang Zhao's teachings, so he interrupted in advance. "Goodbye, master, good night, master."

The second prince didn't wait for Yang Zhao to speak, and thought about running out of the house.

This kid.

Yang Zhao was thinking in his heart.

Jin Yiwei's library was extremely large. Not to mention anything else, there were so many books copied from the house. When Wang Yi stood at the door of the library, he knew that he had been deceived by Lu Zhong.

To practice the Dharma, you have to find the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.

Then Lu Zhong appeared and threw a book to him, saying that it was left by Li Chunfeng.

"Spring Breeze"

It is said that this was Li Chunfeng's cultivation method, and it was only passed down to the first prisoner.

Wang Yi was very honored to be the second person to practice this method, because Lu Zhong had just told himself very seriously that there were only two leaders in the Imperial Prison, and he was the second one.

Wang Yi opened the book and saw a sentence.

Thirty years ago, Pindao observed the stars at night and realized the Tao in one night. He became a star king and had some thoughts. He then created three types of magical powers and left them to future generations.

Wang Yi couldn't help but sigh that Li Chunfeng was really a strange person. He was able to realize three magical powers in one night. He really regretted not being able to meet that strange person.

Wang Yi once again withdrew his gaze from the distance and devoted himself to reading.

"Spring Breeze Crossing" absorbs the spiritual energy from the heaven and earth, and then refines them into one's own body, instead of refining the spiritual energy into the Dantian and storing it now.

Spring Wind Crossing is also divided into three types of magical powers.

The first style is swordsmanship. There are three types of swordsmanship: Dawn Breeze on the Shore, Burial Ground, and Open Sky.

The second form is Taoism, scattering beans and forming soldiers

The third form is the artistic conception. This is Pindao's pioneering magical power. Again, no one has practiced this way before. After Pindao realized the Tao, he looked at the various visions in the sea of ​​stars and gave birth to this magical power. Later generations need Pindao to learn this magical power.

Use the star chart left behind as a basis, otherwise your life will be in danger.

Remember, remember.
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