She Made The Whole Cultivation World Cry

Jiang Yuebai stepped up the water ladder, water splashed under his feet, and the surrounding clouds were misty, as if in the clouds.

Immortal Palace, Baoque, Qionglou and Yuyu are always hanging above the head, and there is only a nine-foot-wide water flowing through the sky steps under the feet, and there is no other way.

The surrounding clouds gradually thickened, and I couldn't see my fingers when I stretched out my hands. It was like being in water, and my body was cold.

Jiang Yuebai couldn't help but raised her hand and slid in the air, and the clouds and mists really had ripple-like patterns, and they swung around.

Are they in the sky at this moment, or in the water?

Jiang Yuebai couldn't help slowing down, feeling something in her heart, as if she had just stepped into the realm of the Immortal Palace and was eroded by the Dao fruit of Immortal Chongming.

It's just that the eclipse here is stronger, softer, and more pervasive, so Jiang Yuebai didn't notice it for a while.

The same is true for Lu Nanzhi next to her, slowing down, looking at the surrounding clouds and mists with increasingly deep eyes.

Jiang Yuebai was thinking, why is the sky the sky and the earth the earth? Why can't the sky be the earth and the earth be the sky?

Clouds and mists are in the sky, and rivers are on the ground, but clouds and mists are formed by the accumulation of water in rivers, isn't it another form of rivers?

And when the clouds gather to a certain extent, they will turn into rain and return to the earth. Why are rivers not another form of clouds?

From rivers to clouds and mists, and from clouds to rivers, is it in line with the way of transformation of yin and yang?

Double yin must be yang, and double yang must be yin. Anything that reaches an extreme will transform in another direction.

Yin and yang are opposed to each other, and yin and yang are born together.

As Jiang Yuebai was thinking, the cloud and mist rolled over her head, turning into two fish, spinning and chasing, like Tai Chi.

Jiang Yuebai gradually entered a mysterious realm, the power of yin and yang between the heavens and the earth gathered, rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness from the Baihui acupoint on the top of Jiang Yuebai's head.

Driven by the cloud, mist, and Tai Chi above her head, the spiritual consciousness stirred the yin and yang force, spun and merged, and went down her spine all the way, and it was directly transformed into the air of chaos and entered her dantian.

Like the waves on the seashore, each wave hits the barriers of her practice...

Lu Nanzhi didn't notice the abnormality on Jiang Yuebai's body at all, and she was also thinking, could her sword be like this cloud, moistening things silently, endlessly, penetrating into every hole, soft and killing?

Water can turn into fog, fog can gather water, and it can also condense into ice. The whole process should be seamless.

water, fog, ice...

The clouds and mist were pulled by Lu Nanzhi's sword heart, turning into clouds and mist as soft as goose feathers, turning into ice, melting into water, and dissipating into mist, as light as a feather.

The feathers scattered all over her body, and Lu Nanzhi's whole body was gradually atomized in her deeper and deeper comprehension, blending into one with the surrounding environment.

The sword energy in the mist is introverted, like thunder in the cloud, when they collide with each other, new changes suddenly appear!

Click!

With a thunderclap, Jiang Yuebai came back to his senses suddenly, his feet suddenly stepped on the ground, and he fell into the icy river unexpectedly.

Jiang Yuebai felt as if he had suddenly lost his cultivation, making it difficult to breathe in the water like a mortal.

While struggling, she saw a glimmer of light in front of her, and she swam desperately towards the light.

When I got to the front, I suddenly found that it was an eye. The background color was as blue as the sky, with white clouds floating.

Under this circular sky, she is as small as dust, and it is difficult to see the whole picture of the behemoth.

Well--

A sound resembling the crowing of a whale and the howling of an eagle vibrated out, and a huge black sphere appeared in the east of Jiang Yuebai's Sea of ​​Consciousness, echoing the white hollow ring that appeared in the west.

It exudes an ancient and boundless atmosphere. When Jiang Yuebai concentrated his mind on it, many complicated things that could not be described in words exploded in his mind.

Together with her three divine thoughts, she couldn't fully understand them, and felt that her whole brain was going to explode due to the huge amount of information.

She hurriedly withdrew her divine thoughts, not daring to visualize those two things in the sea of ​​consciousness anymore.

Judging from the shape of that thing, it was the same as the shadow of the sun and the candle of the sun she saw in the ruins of Jiulong.

But in her sea of ​​consciousness, there are only imprints similar to words, not real Taiyin Youying and Sun Candles.

Well--

The voice came again, Jiang Yuebai's sea of ​​consciousness shook, and the scene in front of her eyes changed again. She had already reached the square at the highest point of the shrine from the flowing water stairs.

Jiang Yuebai felt as if she hadn't breathed for a long time, her chest was so tight that it was about to explode, she quickly inhaled violently, and found that Lu Nanzhi was beside her, her eyes were closed tightly, and she didn't respond.

Moreover, Lu Nanzhi's body became ethereal, like water and mist, and there was a power brewing in it that made Jiang Yuebai's scalp numb.

Reminiscent of what he experienced just now, Jiang Yuebai knew that Lu Nanzhi must have obtained something, and he was comprehending it at the moment.

Jiang Yuebai hastened to be alert to her surroundings and protect Lu Nanzhi.

At the end of the square, there is only a majestic glazed palace, which reflects the sky, which is dreamlike and ethereal.

The gate of the palace is half open, and someone has obviously entered it.

With the sound of violent breathing, Lu Nanzhi suddenly woke up, a strong aura erupted from his whole body, and thunder sparks collided with the air.

The thunder light dissipated into fog and disappeared into nothingness, but that aura still approached Jiang Yuebai's face.

With her keen sense, she quickly condensed her body-protecting energy to block in front of her.

Zheng!

Jiang Yuebai opened her eyes wide, and saw countless cloud and mist feather swords trembling in midair with silver arcs outside her protective qi. Lu Nanzhi frowned and waved those cloud and mist feather swords to disperse.

"Sorry Xiaobai, I couldn't control it for a while."

Jiang Yuebai shook his head while dissipating his protective energy, "It's okay, as long as there is something to gain, let's go in first."

The two used the jade talisman to hide their whereabouts and entered the hall, and briefly exchanged what happened just now on the way.

Both Lu Nanzhi and Jiang Yuebai saw the sky-like pupil, but Jiang Yuebai saw it at the bottom of the water, while Lu Nanzhi saw it in the sky.

Don't think about it, it's Kunpeng!

What Jiang Yuebai obtained was obviously related to the power of yin and yang. According to the records in ancient books, Kunpeng itself was the existence that mastered the power of yin and yang.

What it left in Jiang Yuebai's sea of ​​consciousness, Jiang Yuebai didn't have time to study it carefully at the moment, so he could only visualize it in a safe place after leaving the secret realm.

But at the moment of visualization just now, she felt full of soul, and that thing might be able to make up for her lack of soul power.

What Lu Nanzhi obtained was obviously something related to the way of swordsmanship, and she had comprehended the method of generating thunder in the clouds. She herself said that this time the harvest was not small, even greater than what she had gained from Pojun Mountain in the Yaoguang Realm.

Specifically, there was a tacit understanding between the two of them, and neither of them asked further.

Just as Jiang Yuebai and Lu Nanzhi entered the main hall at the highest part of the shrine, Wen Su, the servant of Immortal Chongming, quietly appeared at the entrance of the shrine.

Seeing the gate of the shrine opened, Wen Su's eyes flashed with surprise.

Walking through the gate, Wen Su saw through the Immortal Formation on the square at a glance, and saw Xiong Yanhong who was trapped in an illusion and was about to lose his vitality.

Wen Su's eyes were complicated, she squeezed her fingers, and finally chose to turn a blind eye, and directly crossed the Immortal Formation and stepped on the Flowing Water Steps.

Back then, she met Xiong Yanhong in the secret realm of Kunxu. He killed people to seize the treasure, but he also saved her because of it.

But the fate between them was broken when he rejected her.

Since then, she has been like a stranger, and it is the utmost benevolence for her to turn a blind eye to his sneaking into the secret realm.

In matters of life and death, each lives in peace.

Zhuge Ziying saw Wen Su appearing in the formation, his face changed in shock, but fortunately Wen Su just took a glance and left.

But Wen Su appeared here, it must be because of the opening of the shrine.

In fact, there has always been a rumor from the outside world that it is not that no one has passed the trials of the shrine to enter the shrine for so many years, but that those who entered cannot get out alive.

Wen Su has cultivated in the late stage of transformation of gods at a young age, and most of her peers can only reach the stage of transformation of gods.

Why is she so talented and has been staying with Immortal Chongming to break her way to immortality? This is the most important reason!

No one knows whether the rumors are true, and Immortal Chongming has not responded, which can only show that the rumors are not true.

But Zhuge Ziying was still worried about Jiang Yuebai's safety, but couldn't leave because the refining process was not over yet.

Just when he was at his wit's end, a few more people walked in outside the shrine, making his eyes shine.