Yang Xingzhou's thinking fell into a strange state. He had no thoughts at all. Only the practice of meditation and the method of controlling one's own mind flowed quietly in his mind like a stream.

When this stream gently slid through his mind, reflecting the myriad scenes in his thoughts, Yang Xingzhou slowly opened his eyes.

There was no shadow of Ying Yuan in front of him, and everything that happened just now was like a dream.

In his mind's eye, it seemed that a thousand years had passed, but when he looked up at the sky and felt the humidity of his clothes blending with the mist, it turned out that only a moment had passed.

But in just this moment, Yang Xingzhou had completely grasped the various methods of practicing Zen and the profound methods of improving spiritual cultivation that Ying Yuan taught him through his eyes.

What he taught Yang Xingzhou was only his practice experience, without any of his own thoughts and emotions. It was like showing Yang Xingzhou an extremely detailed documentary with various feelings, but without any subjective emotions and spiritual will in it.

It won't cause "mental pollution".

Just like when Yang Xingzhou was resurrected in the main world, the original memory of his body had long since disappeared. The only remaining memory was the scene of Zhao Hairuo beating him to death with his backhand and the scene of him stealing something from Zhao Hairuo before his death.

Although Yang Xingzhou's body has changed, his mental will has not changed much.

"sharp!"

Yang Xingzhou let out a long sigh, and the long sword still in his hand returned to the scabbard. He exclaimed: "You are indeed worthy of being a strong man who took half a step out of this world and then abruptly quit. Even I ate it."

Big loss!"

After Ying Yuan obtained the Eagle Sword, he could shatter the void and become a saint. However, he was arrogant and did not want to rely on his father's help to transcend this world, so he chose to forget all martial arts and start another life.

A road begins to be traveled, thus reaching the same state as the father passed down the eagle.

In fact, the most powerful person in the entire world is Ying Yuan. Without him, Feng Xinglie would have died long ago, Li Ruohai may not have been able to achieve a breakthrough in the cultivation of spiritual will, and Pang Ban would have sunk into Taoism.

Within the framework of the Dafa of the Demon in the Heart, it is impossible to "let go" as it is now.

Only by "letting go" can Pang Ban truly step out of the framework set by Dao Xin Zhong Mo Dafa, transcend the experience of his predecessors, and thus find his own true path.

Without Ying Yuan taking action on Feng Xinglie's body in advance, there would be no unfinished work for Pang Ban in cultivation, and Pang Ban might not be able to get out of the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique.

To a certain extent, Ying Yuan contributed a lot to Pang Ban’s current state. Even Li Ruohai benefited greatly from Ying Yuan’s spiritual infection, but he was too impatient.

Unable to bear the hatred of his beloved disciple being hunted, he had just challenged Pang Ban when his condition was not complete. If Yang Xingzhou hadn't come out of the blue to share Li Ruohai's pressure, Li Ruohai would have never had a chance to survive.

In the entire world of rain and clouds, Lang Fanyun is the only one who has not been affected by Ying Yuan.

But in the original work, when Pang Ban and Lang Fanyun shattered and left the world together, they "saw" Ying Yuan at the same time. From this, the three of them should have left the world together, and Ying Yuan was in

Without any external stimulation, he drifted away alone.

Just based on this, you know how powerful he is.

Without his intervention and guidance, Pang Ban might not be able to reach his current state, Lang Fanyun might not be able to receive the invitation from Pang Ban, and the direction of the entire world would also undergo great changes.

"Even Pang Ban was part of his design. I suffered a little loss in his hands, which was expected. He just dared to peek into my memory. Although he only saw a memory after I entered this world, then

It’s also unforgivable!”

After Yang Xingzhou's expression changed for a moment, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Ying Yuan, I can't kill you now. That's because I don't need to kill you to prove the truth, so my will is weak. However, your opponent is not me, nor is it Pang Ban.

, but someone else! I believe that when Brother Li comes to the capital, he will continue the unfinished battle between the two of you!"

The victories and defeats he has experienced in his life are enough to be written into many books. Although he was defeated by Ying Yuan today, he actually doesn't care much. The temporary success or failure is nothing to him. Besides, this is just a dispute between the two sides.

Yang Xingzhou was at best affected by the mental confrontation. If Ying Yuan had any ill intentions towards him, Yang Xingzhou would definitely take action against Ying Yuan without hesitation.

But it was because Ying Yuan skillfully controlled his emotions and was only full of curiosity and exploration about Yang Xingzhou's origins without harboring any malice, that he did not really stimulate Yang Xingzhou's murderous intention, so that Yang Xingzhou could not really kill him.

.

At this time, the sound of the watchman ringing could be heard faintly from a distance.

It's four o'clock in the morning.

Yang Xingzhou felt a sense of clarity in his heart, and walked towards the palace complex ahead with his hands behind his hands.

At this moment, a shocking sword energy rose in the palace in front of him, and the sword energy was blazing, heading straight towards the bullfighting.

Yang Xingzhou had a look of surprise on his face, and his mind was raised to the highest level.

At this time, changes occurred suddenly.

He found that his telepathy was far beyond his previous abilities.

Everything is clear and three-dimensional.

No movement within a radius of five or six miles could escape his spiritual sense, and even the sound of rats gnawing teeth in the hole in the wall was contained within his eardrums.

The Zen practice experience given to him by Ying Yuandu has been completely digested by him at this time, and the route of the nameless practice in his body has once again undergone unprecedented changes.

Yang Xingzhou clearly realized that he was practicing cultivation and took another steady step forward.

Under his induction, he knew the position of every guard in the imperial city. He stopped and walked quickly like a phantom on the eaves of the garden. His body flashed one after another, passing a stone bridge and turning into the passage.

The path to Kunning Palace.

This is the scope of the Grand Harem, with sentry posts set up on the periphery. At this moment, the palace feels indescribably deep and terrifying.

Passing through the garden, a magnificent palace appeared in front of it. Compared with other palaces in the harem, it looked like a crane among a flock of chickens, with upturned eaves and upright pillars, with dragons and phoenixes circling each pillar. It was very spectacular.

There were four guards on each side of the hall door on the long steps. They had collapsed on the ground. It seemed that someone had used a very skillful technique to tap the acupuncture points, and they had passed out.

The sword energy is emitted from the shimmering hall, and it is the sword energy that waves over the clouds.

When Yang Xingzhou had just approached the palace gate, the closed palace door in front exploded with a loud bang, and a white figure turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight towards him at an astonishing high speed, moving forward like a mad tiger.

In this flash of lightning, Yang Xingzhou could clearly see the face of this figure.

This is an unusually beautiful woman, with wide sleeves and a wide robe, a jade belt that blows in the wind, and her black hair against her snow-skinned white clothes. Even though Yang Xingzhou is used to seeing all kinds of beauties, he can't help but be moved by her at this moment.

However, there was a sense of panic on this woman's face at this time, as anxious as a bereaved dog, and as confused as a fish that slipped through the net. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and it looked like she had been injured.

Behind her, the terrifying sword energy was approaching.

Yang Xingzhou instantly judged that if he intercepted this woman at this time, he would be able to stop her, but he would also bear the full blow of this woman, which would not be worth the loss. At that moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked deeply at the approaching woman.

The woman glanced at him and ducked away.

The woman who was rushing out of the hall suddenly lost her sight for a moment, and when she reacted again, her whole body had hit a big tree in front of her.

boom!

The trunk of the big tree exploded with a bang. The woman in white kept moving and broke the stone railing of the small bridge in front of her. Then she sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist and flew to the top of the palace in front of her like lightning, and quickly disappeared away.

After her body disappeared, a huge wave of sound hit. The door frames of the entire palace and the floor tiles were all lifted up by the strong wind, turning into a long dragon of dust and debris, rushing forward with a terrifying momentum.

This woman's speed was faster than the sound, and she was so fast that Yang Xingzhou had never seen her before.

Even with Yang Xingzhou's dreamy light body technique at this time, it is difficult to catch up.

When Yang Xingzhou was surprised, Lang Fanyun appeared in front of Yang Xingzhou: "Brother Yang, are you here too?"

Then he flashed his eyes, looked at Yang Xingzhou, and said with a smile: "It seems that Brother Yang had an adventure tonight and gained a lot."

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "To each other, to each other, this woman who escaped is Shan Yuru, right?"

The Rain-covering Sword in Lang Fanyun's hand disappeared suddenly, and he looked in the direction where the woman in white disappeared with a relaxed expression, and said: "Yes, I didn't expect that Shan Yuru's magic skill was so good that he could take ten of my sword moves without dying. Sure enough,

arrive

She has reached the master level of the sect. In order to escape for her life, she sacrificed her essence and used the magic escape method secretly taught by the Demon Sect. She could not stop in the middle. She had to run hundreds of miles and could not stop, otherwise she would immediately become possessed and die.

"

Lang Fanyun stared into Yang Xingzhou's eyes and said with a smile: "Brother Yang, I am going to hunt down this person now. After killing this person, I will go find Qu Qiubai who killed my beloved wife. I will wait until I can kill these two enemies."

After that, I will choose to leave the capital and return to Nujiao Island. The safety of Mengyao, Han Bai and others in the capital is probably at the mercy of Brother Yang!"

He looked up at the bright moon in the sky and whispered: "I suddenly had a feeling that my duel with Pang Ban might be cancelled. Pang Ban, Pang Ban."

Lang Fanyun's eyes looked towards the full moon in the sky, showing emotions of sadness and reminiscence. The face of his deceased wife Ji Xixi kept flashing in his mind, but he spoke a topic that had nothing to do with the memory: "Lang is not talented, I'm afraid he will

One step ahead of you!"

Yang Xingzhou's eyes showed horror: "Damn it, without you in charge, who will deal with Pang Ban?"

Lang Fanyun lowered his head to look at Yang Xingzhou and said with a smile: "With Brother Yang's ability, it's just a small patch, how can it be so unreasonable!"
Chapter completed!