Xia Ji climbed over several feet of long rope and entered the third floor.

Without any hesitation, he inserted the key directly into the east side of the golden pillar.

The golden pillar began to change, sagging and convex, and then presented a cortical scroll with extremely thin skin. I don’t know what kind of cortical it is. It was cold and a little chilling.

This is "The End of the World", one of the two major mysterious skills of the Holy Sect.

Xia Ji kept in mind three hours and spread the scroll out for a while.

However, the stall was stunned because the scroll was extremely long and several feet long, with dense pictures on it.

Not only that, the scroll at the end was torn apart, showing a jagged shape.

Is it a broken article?!

And after three hours, there was no time to finish reading the text.

Xia Ji tried to remember, but found that the words in it were obscure and difficult to understand, and with the patterns, it was even more complicated.

He had no choice but to be patient and start watching again.

Begin to understand word by word.

...

In the moonlight.

A figure walked past the summer bushes and stood in front of the Dead Leaf Pavilion.

Pang Jing opened his eyes, looked at the Holy Gate disciple whose arms were disabled and were wrapped in bandages, and asked, "What's the matter if you look for me late at night?"

The person who came was Lu Changke.

He lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Pang, the Holy Son is very different from before. He is irritable and has learned some evil methods!

I obeyed the elder's order and kindly went to give him elixirs, but he suddenly fought with me.

I hurriedly blocked him, fearing that he would hurt him, so I lightened his strength. His fist was not strong, and after he collided with me, he and I were fine.

But soon, an unimaginable force came from his fist, knocking my hands straight to the disabled..."

Pang Jing looked at the person who came.

Lu Changke continued: "Senior Brother Pang must be careful of his sudden burst of skills. This move is very sinister, and he doesn't care about the friendship between his classmates at all. When fighting with you, he is afraid he will be merciless. I am the lesson of the past."

He did not mention that he wanted to detain Ming Yudan on the island, and said that the Holy Son would be defeated, and even he would go to burn incense every year.

Now that we are here, we remind Pang Jing to take action ruthlessly, and to reveal Xia Ji's trump card, so that Pang Jing can prepare early.

Lu Changke continued: "Everyone hopes that Senior Brother Pang can win, and the Holy Son is stubborn and has ended long ago... And with his ability, even if he can recover, he will definitely not return to his original state.

So, I guess he is learning some evil methods and some tricks of conspiracy and tricks, and wants to use them when fighting with his senior brother.

Such a despicable and shameless villain, senior brother, you must be careful."

Pang Jing suddenly laughed, his expression settled, like a tiger staring at the ground, Lu Changke was worried.

The boy, who looked like a bear, suddenly said, "Boy, get out.

I don’t know what grudges you have with the Son, and I don’t want to know, but I know much more about the Son than you. Even if he loses his memory, I know much more about him after his memory loss than you. He is not the kind of person you mentioned.”

What else does Lu Changke want to say?

Pang Jing had already closed his eyes and spit out a light word: "Get out."

Lu Changke smiled awkwardly, turned around, immersed in the darkness, and showed an expression of incomparable resentment.

There is no simple matter for the elite disciples of the Holy Sect, but they are all deeply involved in the relationship network.

But Lu Changke also felt a hint of revenge in his heart. At least he had told Pang Jing that even if Pang Jing praised himself as open and upright, he would naturally be prepared when he heard it.

The Holy Son, I am dead!!

He can't win.

Pang Jing will kill him!

...

Xia Ji obviously didn't know that one of his trump card had been revealed, and the secret of the sudden explosion of the four doors of the screen had been leaked to the opponent.

He was still studying the volume of "The World at the End".

An hour has passed.

Xia Ji found that this book was not for people to understand at all.

Even though he had laid a foundation, he had carefully studied the basic skills, advanced skills, or techniques on the first and second floors, but he still couldn't understand this book.

However, he also knew that the three-hour rule was not directed to him, and all the previous saints were like this.

Existence means reasonable.

Then, there is a problem with the way you read the book.

After all, it is a time traveler, and its ideas are broad.

If you can't understand what the text says, then it depends on your feelings.

There are less than two hours left.

After pondering for a moment, he adopted the idea of ​​"taking the book in front of him as the object of communication".

Press your fingers on the cortex, and your eyes don’t look at the text, just immersing your mind on the overall image drawn by the text.

Gradually, a mysterious feeling surged into my heart.

It works indeed!

Xia Ji was delighted and became more devoted to following this mysterious feeling.

There was a trace of chaos in his heart. This mysterious feeling was like a tired bird returning to his nest, which was extremely natural.

He also began to feel in his heart.

Close your eyes in the darkness, as if you were walking to a fork in the road.

The three forks represent three different directions of enlightenment.

There will be different gains in each direction.

Perhaps every saint who had insight before could only choose based on intuition, but Xia Ji, who had a trace of chaos, could choose by himself.

This is something that no one else can compare to!

But at the same time, Xia Ji clearly felt that no matter which intersection he chose, the other two would be permanently closed.

This... is a wonderful technique.

There is only one opportunity to comprehend. Do you realize what you mean?

Xia Ji put aside his distracting thoughts and began to calm down and realize his feelings.

The first fork in the road: shrinking the ground into an inch.

If you practice to a high level, you can reach a height of 100 meters, 100 meters, or even 100 meters. It is very likely that when the leader of the Holy Sect, Si Wuxie, he realized this.

The second fork: Drawing a knife like lightning.

Increase the speed of attack and increase the speed of wielding weapons. The enemy will separate whenever the light comes out of your hand.

The third fork: spatial illusion.

It makes people hallucinate your location. Even though you are already far away, the enemy still feels that you are still close.

The three possibilities brought by these three forks are unimaginable and unheard of.

Increase walking speed, thousands of miles a day.

Increase the speed of shooting, and the knife will be like light.

Improve your body skills, the real and real, and it is hard to know.

Xia Ji directly ruled out the third possibility, and then ruled out the first possibility.

Maybe both are useful, but it doesn't help him to resolve the current crisis.

Following this insight, I began to immerse myself in it.

a long time.

Xia Ji had a strange understanding in his heart.

This is a mysterious feeling, like planting a seed.

This kind of thing gave him a deep understanding of "drawing a sword like lightning", but what is missing to grow.

Simply put, Xia Ji can now increase the speed of drawing the sword, but because it lacks something, it has not truly achieved the effect of "lightning".

But I think that the Holy Sect will not have any malice to its Holy Son, so this is the foundation laid by the predecessors of the Holy Sect for the smooth practice of their descendants.

It can be said to be the foundation!

The previous Holy Son named Gong Jiu probably also practiced, but since he had lost his memory, the elder made an exception and gave himself a key.
To be continued...