Chapter 789
Yi Heng picks the corner of his mouth, but sighs in his heart.
The Xuanyuan family specializes in this business, even once every three thousand years. At least they are very experienced. If they can get the escorted friars in touch, what can they do with so many cabins?
These friars around them are not unclear, but they are afraid that their lives will not be protected, so they want to seize the illusory opportunity to fight.
He closed his eyes, but the vast starry sky was in his mind.
A star ship with a length of more than 100 feet and a silver light sails forward in the vast starry sky. The incoming meteorites are too dense to avoid.
Some of them hit the hull and smashed into pieces.
More of them pass around the hull, pulling out firefly like tails.
On the hull, there are more than 50 friars who are bound together. If a meteorite more than 10 meters hits the hull, they will be attacked by them together until the meteorite deviates from the direction of the hull, pulls out a long tail of fire and brushes away.
If the meteorite is too big for more than 50 monks to change its direction, a figure will appear in front of them, leading the meteorite away from the channel freely.
It's just that from above the starry sky, dense meteorites of different sizes pass through the crowd. Although they are not among them, they also feel extremely dangerous.
And the huge star ship, with a speed several times faster than that of monk Yuan Ying, rushed into the vast sky without hesitation.
There's no end in sight, and maybe there's no end at all.
"These four walls have been tried, there is no response at all."
Yi Heng wakes up from his meditation and opens his eyes slightly.
"The wall that can cut off the divine consciousness, do you think it will pass by if you tap it lightly?"
"Do you want to cast a spell? It's a pity that the storage ring has been taken away long ago. Otherwise, the magic weapon will be sacrificed. "
He quietly pinched the middle finger of his right hand with his left hand and covered the storage ring with surprise.
It turns out that all the storage rings of this group of monks have been taken away. No wonder no one has offered magic weapons before. They only attack meteorites by magic.
But I think it's also true that it's not necessary for a condemned person to wear a storage ring.
Why do you have it?
His left hand squeezed the storage ring of his right hand. Fortunately, no friar here would doubt the ring on his hand.
The words of the great power reappeared in my mind. Was it not that I was thrown into death prison by the great power? But casually thrown on the side of the road, just met by a monk of Xuanyuan family?
The divine sense enters the storage ring, more than 20 Zhang square, and the huge space is extremely empty.
The spirit stone has already been used up on the earth. In fact, it has been used almost as much as Su Yaoyao when he was in hell. There is no spirit stone in the whole storage ring, even if it is of medium quality.
There is a pile of round stones emitting fluorescence in the corner. Needless to say, it's star stone. Although it's not big, it's very valuable.
In the vast starry sky, the value of a star stone refined from a star is hard to imagine. Maybe the star is not very big, but since it contains the energy that can transmit between two stars, it is not too small.
However, since the acquisition of this stone, although valuable, it has never been used.
Therefore, from the beginning to the end, the complete 31 stone stars are piled in the corner as if they were abandoned.
Next to the pile of star stones, there are two half disks, mysterious and elegant, but the traces of fracture in the middle are very conspicuous.
The jade dish of Zaohua, which is called an artifact by shenlu, has not yet found a way to use it. It is just like a star stone. Although it is valuable, it has no effect.
Beside the jade dish, there is a disk.
This is the standard Bagua plate for the disciples of Yimen. Since the power of soul has been greatly increased, the enemies they meet are very powerful. Naturally, they don't use this Bagua plate any more. They use the Bagua plate in the chaos of Zifu.
It's far more powerful and effective than the standard one. The more you use it, the easier it will be. The more you use it, the harder it will be to give up.
The divine sense sweeps through the storage ring again.
No, he sighed.
In such a big storage space, there are no more objects.
All magic weapons, all elixirs, spirit stones, etc. are consumed.
I dare not show any of the rest in front of other people. As soon as the eight trigrams come out, they are the disciples of Yimen. Who are these people? Will the death penalty criminals of Yimen Xuntang forgive themselves?
The jade dish and the star stone of Zaohua dare not be revealed.
Once he had some idea of survival in his mind, he naturally began to count all the things available.
It's just an inventory. Although the ring has not been taken away, there is nothing that can be used.
"No way." He whispered in his heart and pressed his left hand to his waist.
The starting point was a rope. He went around the rope and pressed it against a hard object at his waist.
It was not until the palm of his left hand really touched the hard object that he could rest assured that the hard object might be the key to the destination of his trip.If you think it through, you can have a look.
Do you think it through now? He kept asking himself.
Once he thought of everyone and the whole world of cultivating immortals had forgotten him, it was difficult for him to have the idea of living.
Gou Youwei is far away. I'm afraid he has been running his business and his own gravel City, waiting for him to go back one day.
Recently, Su Yaoyao, Zhuge Wushuang and others knew that they had died. They didn't know whether they would have the idea of revenge, or they were sad, so they continued to march on the road of cultivating immortals!
In his mind, he intentionally jumps over Qiu Xiyin and Chen Shoutian.
Because he was afraid, afraid that Qiu Xiyin was indifferent to his death, and afraid that Chen Shoutian was excited about his death and went to revenge, what's the use of it except to kill himself?
With his left hand, he gently released the hard object around his waist. Suddenly, he found that maybe he never figured it out again.
"Since I can't get in touch, I'll do my best next time. Again, I'll do my best." The roar of the middle-aged monk made the whole cabin hum, and naturally woke him up.
"And what's your code name? Is it useful to knock out the magic from a hundred li away? It's a waste. "
His left hand relaxed, completely lost the idea of looking at the hard objects, bowed his head, and seemed to have recognized the words of the middle-aged monk.
"What's more, at the critical moment of" 9524 ", I still want to kill people. Believe it or not, Chen pinched you first..."
Next to him, the weak friar forced his thin body to tighten his broad Taoist clothes. Only a pair of vicious eyes swept over him.
The more the middle-aged monk said, the more angry he became. Gradually, only his roar was left in the cabin. Everyone was silent. They bowed their heads and meditated. They didn't know whether they were thinking about his words or their unknown future.
In order to calculate the time in the dark, Yi Heng has to meditate. He has no interest in why he still has a code.
It's just that his mana has reached the peak of Yuanying period. As long as he doesn't break Yuanying's advanced level to transform the spirit, no matter how he practices it, it's useless.
Meridians, Dantian and Yuanying have reached their limits and can't expand again. Therefore, mana can't be increased at all.
In addition, the aura in the cabin is too thin to absorb, so the only purpose of his meditation is to calculate the past time.
An hour or so is about one small Sunday of mana operation. At this time, 180 hours have passed.
The middle-aged friar surnamed Chen had already burned his anger in the first hour. At last, he said that he must do his best to practice the Dharma, and then he meditated and adjusted his breath.
So from 180 hours ago, there were only breathing sounds of different lengths and thicknesses in the cabin.
"It's only about half an hour to go up from the 95th cabin where you are to resist the meteorite and return to the cabin. If a cabin friar can only resist half an hour, 180 hours, there are 360 cabins."
He thought to himself, but he also thought that his 95th cabin was not strong enough. He only met a meteorite more than a Zhang big and then returned to the cabin. Did the friars in other cabins do the same?
"If the strength of other cabins is doubled and can withstand one hour, there are 180 cabins now."
Bored, he calculated how many friars there would be in the starry ship.
Once every three thousand years, how many death row prisoners will there be?
In the dark, it was hard for him to calm down.
One hour.
Another hour.
...
for two hundred and one hours, almost seventeen days later, a sound came from the ceiling and woke everyone up.
But after listening to the words above, people began to breathe again.
"The preparation for the 95th cabin should last for at least one hour. All the friars in one cabin have been killed. I hope you will not be the second..."
Yi Heng was surprised. He didn't expect that the friar said that he wanted to kill, which was really killing. But how could the friar above Yuan Ying say that he would kill?
Even in the 95th cabin where I live, there are three monks in the void refining period. Although I don't know which realm is in the void refining, I just die in the starry sky?
"Nine five two seven! What are you doing? Get out of the way Just as he was thinking about why these friars didn't have to fight against the spirit eaters, a burst of drink rang out in his ear, which woke him up instantly.
He didn't have to look up to know that it was the voice of a middle-aged monk surnamed Chen. He just didn't know who was 9527 and why he didn't get out of the way.
Then he looked left and right, and the gloating eyes of the two yuan infant monks made him feel a little bad.
"Well, in the same cabin as such a stupid monk, he will kill him sooner or later. Why don't I kill him first..."
Before he could react, he was pulled by a huge force from his left side. Suddenly, he threw his body to his left.The power from his waist made his feet off the ground and his whole body fly.
When the twelve year old youth in Zifu instinctively pinched his finger formula to resist, Yu Guang in his left eye suddenly found a door behind him.
Falling heavily from the air, he suddenly remembered that he was the last one to enter the door. Did "9527" refer to himself?
"Bang bang!" His back collided with the bottom of the cabin, making two dull noises.
The young and middle-aged people in Zifu stopped pinching their fingers in an instant, and the power of their souls, which had been quickly gathered, immediately flowed back.
Since you are blocking the door, naturally you have to get out of the way.
But what is the meaning of "9527"?
And this time out, can withstand an hour?
The Xuanyuan family specializes in this business, even once every three thousand years. At least they are very experienced. If they can get the escorted friars in touch, what can they do with so many cabins?
These friars around them are not unclear, but they are afraid that their lives will not be protected, so they want to seize the illusory opportunity to fight.
He closed his eyes, but the vast starry sky was in his mind.
A star ship with a length of more than 100 feet and a silver light sails forward in the vast starry sky. The incoming meteorites are too dense to avoid.
Some of them hit the hull and smashed into pieces.
More of them pass around the hull, pulling out firefly like tails.
On the hull, there are more than 50 friars who are bound together. If a meteorite more than 10 meters hits the hull, they will be attacked by them together until the meteorite deviates from the direction of the hull, pulls out a long tail of fire and brushes away.
If the meteorite is too big for more than 50 monks to change its direction, a figure will appear in front of them, leading the meteorite away from the channel freely.
It's just that from above the starry sky, dense meteorites of different sizes pass through the crowd. Although they are not among them, they also feel extremely dangerous.
And the huge star ship, with a speed several times faster than that of monk Yuan Ying, rushed into the vast sky without hesitation.
There's no end in sight, and maybe there's no end at all.
"These four walls have been tried, there is no response at all."
Yi Heng wakes up from his meditation and opens his eyes slightly.
"The wall that can cut off the divine consciousness, do you think it will pass by if you tap it lightly?"
"Do you want to cast a spell? It's a pity that the storage ring has been taken away long ago. Otherwise, the magic weapon will be sacrificed. "
He quietly pinched the middle finger of his right hand with his left hand and covered the storage ring with surprise.
It turns out that all the storage rings of this group of monks have been taken away. No wonder no one has offered magic weapons before. They only attack meteorites by magic.
But I think it's also true that it's not necessary for a condemned person to wear a storage ring.
Why do you have it?
His left hand squeezed the storage ring of his right hand. Fortunately, no friar here would doubt the ring on his hand.
The words of the great power reappeared in my mind. Was it not that I was thrown into death prison by the great power? But casually thrown on the side of the road, just met by a monk of Xuanyuan family?
The divine sense enters the storage ring, more than 20 Zhang square, and the huge space is extremely empty.
The spirit stone has already been used up on the earth. In fact, it has been used almost as much as Su Yaoyao when he was in hell. There is no spirit stone in the whole storage ring, even if it is of medium quality.
There is a pile of round stones emitting fluorescence in the corner. Needless to say, it's star stone. Although it's not big, it's very valuable.
In the vast starry sky, the value of a star stone refined from a star is hard to imagine. Maybe the star is not very big, but since it contains the energy that can transmit between two stars, it is not too small.
However, since the acquisition of this stone, although valuable, it has never been used.
Therefore, from the beginning to the end, the complete 31 stone stars are piled in the corner as if they were abandoned.
Next to the pile of star stones, there are two half disks, mysterious and elegant, but the traces of fracture in the middle are very conspicuous.
The jade dish of Zaohua, which is called an artifact by shenlu, has not yet found a way to use it. It is just like a star stone. Although it is valuable, it has no effect.
Beside the jade dish, there is a disk.
This is the standard Bagua plate for the disciples of Yimen. Since the power of soul has been greatly increased, the enemies they meet are very powerful. Naturally, they don't use this Bagua plate any more. They use the Bagua plate in the chaos of Zifu.
It's far more powerful and effective than the standard one. The more you use it, the easier it will be. The more you use it, the harder it will be to give up.
The divine sense sweeps through the storage ring again.
No, he sighed.
In such a big storage space, there are no more objects.
All magic weapons, all elixirs, spirit stones, etc. are consumed.
I dare not show any of the rest in front of other people. As soon as the eight trigrams come out, they are the disciples of Yimen. Who are these people? Will the death penalty criminals of Yimen Xuntang forgive themselves?
The jade dish and the star stone of Zaohua dare not be revealed.
Once he had some idea of survival in his mind, he naturally began to count all the things available.
It's just an inventory. Although the ring has not been taken away, there is nothing that can be used.
"No way." He whispered in his heart and pressed his left hand to his waist.
The starting point was a rope. He went around the rope and pressed it against a hard object at his waist.
It was not until the palm of his left hand really touched the hard object that he could rest assured that the hard object might be the key to the destination of his trip.If you think it through, you can have a look.
Do you think it through now? He kept asking himself.
Once he thought of everyone and the whole world of cultivating immortals had forgotten him, it was difficult for him to have the idea of living.
Gou Youwei is far away. I'm afraid he has been running his business and his own gravel City, waiting for him to go back one day.
Recently, Su Yaoyao, Zhuge Wushuang and others knew that they had died. They didn't know whether they would have the idea of revenge, or they were sad, so they continued to march on the road of cultivating immortals!
In his mind, he intentionally jumps over Qiu Xiyin and Chen Shoutian.
Because he was afraid, afraid that Qiu Xiyin was indifferent to his death, and afraid that Chen Shoutian was excited about his death and went to revenge, what's the use of it except to kill himself?
With his left hand, he gently released the hard object around his waist. Suddenly, he found that maybe he never figured it out again.
"Since I can't get in touch, I'll do my best next time. Again, I'll do my best." The roar of the middle-aged monk made the whole cabin hum, and naturally woke him up.
"And what's your code name? Is it useful to knock out the magic from a hundred li away? It's a waste. "
His left hand relaxed, completely lost the idea of looking at the hard objects, bowed his head, and seemed to have recognized the words of the middle-aged monk.
"What's more, at the critical moment of" 9524 ", I still want to kill people. Believe it or not, Chen pinched you first..."
Next to him, the weak friar forced his thin body to tighten his broad Taoist clothes. Only a pair of vicious eyes swept over him.
The more the middle-aged monk said, the more angry he became. Gradually, only his roar was left in the cabin. Everyone was silent. They bowed their heads and meditated. They didn't know whether they were thinking about his words or their unknown future.
In order to calculate the time in the dark, Yi Heng has to meditate. He has no interest in why he still has a code.
It's just that his mana has reached the peak of Yuanying period. As long as he doesn't break Yuanying's advanced level to transform the spirit, no matter how he practices it, it's useless.
Meridians, Dantian and Yuanying have reached their limits and can't expand again. Therefore, mana can't be increased at all.
In addition, the aura in the cabin is too thin to absorb, so the only purpose of his meditation is to calculate the past time.
An hour or so is about one small Sunday of mana operation. At this time, 180 hours have passed.
The middle-aged friar surnamed Chen had already burned his anger in the first hour. At last, he said that he must do his best to practice the Dharma, and then he meditated and adjusted his breath.
So from 180 hours ago, there were only breathing sounds of different lengths and thicknesses in the cabin.
"It's only about half an hour to go up from the 95th cabin where you are to resist the meteorite and return to the cabin. If a cabin friar can only resist half an hour, 180 hours, there are 360 cabins."
He thought to himself, but he also thought that his 95th cabin was not strong enough. He only met a meteorite more than a Zhang big and then returned to the cabin. Did the friars in other cabins do the same?
"If the strength of other cabins is doubled and can withstand one hour, there are 180 cabins now."
Bored, he calculated how many friars there would be in the starry ship.
Once every three thousand years, how many death row prisoners will there be?
In the dark, it was hard for him to calm down.
One hour.
Another hour.
...
for two hundred and one hours, almost seventeen days later, a sound came from the ceiling and woke everyone up.
But after listening to the words above, people began to breathe again.
"The preparation for the 95th cabin should last for at least one hour. All the friars in one cabin have been killed. I hope you will not be the second..."
Yi Heng was surprised. He didn't expect that the friar said that he wanted to kill, which was really killing. But how could the friar above Yuan Ying say that he would kill?
Even in the 95th cabin where I live, there are three monks in the void refining period. Although I don't know which realm is in the void refining, I just die in the starry sky?
"Nine five two seven! What are you doing? Get out of the way Just as he was thinking about why these friars didn't have to fight against the spirit eaters, a burst of drink rang out in his ear, which woke him up instantly.
He didn't have to look up to know that it was the voice of a middle-aged monk surnamed Chen. He just didn't know who was 9527 and why he didn't get out of the way.
Then he looked left and right, and the gloating eyes of the two yuan infant monks made him feel a little bad.
"Well, in the same cabin as such a stupid monk, he will kill him sooner or later. Why don't I kill him first..."
Before he could react, he was pulled by a huge force from his left side. Suddenly, he threw his body to his left.The power from his waist made his feet off the ground and his whole body fly.
When the twelve year old youth in Zifu instinctively pinched his finger formula to resist, Yu Guang in his left eye suddenly found a door behind him.
Falling heavily from the air, he suddenly remembered that he was the last one to enter the door. Did "9527" refer to himself?
"Bang bang!" His back collided with the bottom of the cabin, making two dull noises.
The young and middle-aged people in Zifu stopped pinching their fingers in an instant, and the power of their souls, which had been quickly gathered, immediately flowed back.
Since you are blocking the door, naturally you have to get out of the way.
But what is the meaning of "9527"?
And this time out, can withstand an hour?
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