The perfect double undercover

The so-called low allocation does not mean that it is really low.

There are many ancient methods in the fairy academy, which are mainly used to stimulate the potential of the physical body, and cooperate with the cessation of reincarnation and the rotation of the four seasons to form the wheel of life and death. One reincarnation, one reincarnation of death, over and over again. The process is extremely inhumane and painful. For the current stage, For Qingyi, it was enough.

"Be patient. When you come out, I will take you to visit the ancient immortals."

Listening to those gentle words, most people would be moved to tears, but Qingyi had a dark look on her face, "You are just trying to use me. If I can soar into the sky one day, I will definitely suppress you a hundred times." !”

But then, a big hand suppressed her directly into the black hole.

Obviously, she has the intention, but is powerless.

This is a four-color world. Around it, there are primitive runes one after another. Each one exudes an aura like primitive matter. When you glance at it, it looks like stars in the sky.

However, this is also a big melting pot, as if it wants to rotate the heavens and the world and refine the endless space for its own use.

In just an instant, pieces of runes flew out on their own and turned into sword feathers, piercing through her body in an instant, causing blood to drip from her body.

"Keep your mind tight, don't use the Sky Mending Technique until the last moment, use your True Phoenix Technique!"

Qingyi followed the instructions. Although the pain was unbearable, she remained silent as her whole body was gradually wrapped by a true phoenix.

The runes are still moving, endlessly, and every angle is extremely tricky and merciless, even the condensed true phoenix is ​​beaten into a sieve.

However, she also clearly felt that there were traces of power emerging from the bones and flesh. It was very weak, but very clear. With the discharge of some impurities, her whole body became more transparent, as if there was an invisible force. The shackles were broken, releasing the potential within the body.

Bai Ye sat cross-legged in the small lake, carefully observing the black hole in front of him, waving his hand from time to time, looking at the figure riddled with holes inside, the flames were burning, and the power of the True Phoenix Art was manifesting, making Qingyi The whole person seemed to turn into an egg, as if he was about to be reborn with desire.

The power of reincarnation began to move, turning into a boundless fire, activating the furnace, and burning all the creatures inside. However, it was not a real fire, but a manifestation of the power of reincarnation.

In just an instant, Qingyi's entire body began to disintegrate, and her flesh and blood turned into light rain, as if it had been decomposed, leaving only the skeleton and the fire of the soul.

This is the beginning of death, which makes Qingyi struggle all over. She always feels that she is very contradictory. Sometimes she will choose to accept it calmly and wait for the arrival of death to fulfill her main body.

Sometimes, she is very nostalgic for this world. It's not that she is afraid of death, but that she feels that she still has some things to do. What is it? Or are you missing something? She didn't know it herself. Was it a feeling? Was it a simple desire to witness the method of replenishing the soul? Or is it because of other reasons...

This is an obsession, the only motivation for living, and it is like a constant struggle in a sea of ​​suffering.

Everyone has different obsessions when they really face death. Qingyi wants to live. She exudes the instinct of survival, uses all the methods, and tries her best to be resurrected.

But her skeleton also began to burn, and together with the body that turned into light rain, they were burned to ashes and piled on the fire of her soul, like a silent funeral.

Gradually, her consciousness began to blur, and she felt that everything about her was extinguished. She wanted to look up, see through the outside world, and see that person. She wanted to know if the other person was laughing at her, or if the other person was someone else. Do you simply regard her as a person, or is she just a substitute for the main body.

It's a pity that everything was buried, her body, her soul, her consciousness... At the end, at the moment when she dissipated, she suddenly felt a subtle warm current emerging, like a grain of radiant light. The dust was like the last bit of life in her body.

However, it is like the green grass burned by wildfire, leaving behind the roots of vitality.

Everyone has a different understanding of what reincarnation is. Some people believe that it is the supreme law of the birth of heaven and earth. There is a place in the world where all dead creatures can be resurrected and reincarnated.

But is there really reincarnation in the world? No one has seen it.

The so-called reincarnation is the alternation of the sun and the moon, the withering and resurrection of the heaven and the earth, the withering of the autumn grass and the resurrection of the spring grass. It is also the alternation of the disintegration of the old order and the new order.

Everything in the world is in reincarnation, but this reincarnation passes time invisibly, like a reincarnation driven by time.

On the same plant, the flowers bloom, fall, and bloom again, but this flower is no longer the flower of yesterday. No matter how the same on the outside and how similar the fragrance is, it is no longer the same flower as before.

This is the change of time, the flow of years. Everything can change, but the years will always flow.

Time passes little by little, the sun rises and sets, and the cycle begins again and again. There is deathly silence in the entire black hole. In the pile of ashes, there is a faint trace of vitality growing. It is like a small flame, tenacious and unyielding, beating the original energy of the human body. The flame of life, exuding the will to survive, is growing.

At the same time, in the flame, there are still phoenix patterns unfolding, changing every day. Although the process is very slow, it is really happening.

"Did you do it yourself?" Bai Ye was surprised.

The lines are bright and supported on the inside. On the outside, the pile of ashes is like an eggshell, still wrapping up the strong vitality.

"Resurrection from extinction..." Bai Ye was observing carefully. He discovered the life mark of the human body. Combined with the eternal flame of time and space and the immortal sutra, the three combined into one to form a power of resurrection.

Qingyi was reborn from the ashes purely because of her obsession with survival, combined with the True Phoenix Art.

For her, this is an ultimate transformation with endless benefits.

A few more days passed, and it was clearly visible that the ash eggshell was cracking, and inside, there was a figure. Although she was smooth and naked, she was mobilizing the fire of ten thousand ways between her eyebrows, and was constantly holding the seal. On her body, a flaming phoenix shrouded the shadow, exuding majestic power of life.

However, what makes Bai Ye weird is that Qingyi is actually using the fire of ten thousand ways to mobilize the power of reincarnation and create an order.

"The first turn will eliminate the physical body...the second turn will eliminate the soul, and the third turn will destroy it! Give me reincarnation!"

A crystal white hand reached out, filled with anger and stubbornness, as if it was blocking the air, and struck a light and shadow condensed in front of her.

It is clearly visible that the light and shadow are affected, the body is turning into a rain of light, and then the skeleton and soul are dissolving, and finally everything is dying.

"Uh..." Bai Ye twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at the cold and dusty snow-white face, Qingyi's understanding must be good. If he can become an immortal in the future, how bad his talent can be. The main thing is that this is his The structure of the structure, this process was slowed down by him. After experiencing it personally, Qingyi understood some of it, and with the blessing of the Fire of Ten Thousand Daos, he made a prototype.

But the next moment, a hand came in from the outside world and covered her face, "Since you have this understanding, then continue. How much you can understand depends on your luck!"

This made Qingyi, who had just shown a hint of aloofness, return to her original form in an instant.