This is the closest Yuling has been to the Convergence Dao Realm, and if he misses this opportunity, I'm afraid he doesn't know how long it will take to forcibly break through.

When his spiritual power was surging, his Dao rhyme also appeared under this stimulation, almost turning into a substantial warm white light.

Yu Ling's heart silently crossed the general outline of the seventh level of the Dao Primal Formula: "Merge the Dao rhyme in Wuji, turn the Qi Sea into the Dao Rule, and cultivate the sevenfold Dao Primordial Formula." ”

The so-called harmony is to merge into the origin of heaven and earth, and from then on be able to borrow their power, and everyone has their own understanding of "Wuji". For Yuling, this Wuji is the Great Dao itself, it is nameless, formless and substantial, so it has no beginning and no end, it is Wuji.

Dao Yun was born from the cultivator's understanding of the Great Dao, and it will eventually return to the Great Dao.

Yu Ling was unconsciously immersed in that vague memory, which was the most appropriate appearance of the Great Dao he could imagine, and that transcendent perspective was so intoxicating, as if no matter how complex things were, they became simple and clear.

His Dao Yun had already accumulated to the level of the Merge Dao Realm, so after Xuanli took the lead in breaking through, under the impact of the evil qi of the Condensing Ink Knife, everything became a matter of course.

It turns out that this is how it feels to be in the Dao realm......

Yu Ling's mind gradually penetrated into the void, he obviously did not use his soul power, but he seemed to be able to pass through the wall in front of him, see the trajectory of the spiritual power of heaven and earth, see the powerful spirit array shrouded in the sky above the royal palace, and see countless spark-like breaths flickering, and each spark represents a cultivator.

Although this feeling is far less than the experience in the dream memory, for Yuling, this time the feeling is more real and profound.

I don't know how long it took for him to suddenly feel a sense of relief, and then he woke up from the feeling of "merging the way", but even so, when he looked at the scenery around him, the focus became completely different.

For example, Chu Beiming standing outside the quiet room, because he did not deliberately restrain his breath, Yu Ling could clearly perceive the flow of spiritual power in his body, and could even faintly perceive the weakness of the other party.

After all, after advancing to the Merge Dao, the cultivator can directly contact the power of the Origin, which means that the low-level cultivators will not have any secrets to speak of in front of the Merge Dao masters, and the slightest comprehension of the Great Dao is simply an axe in the class gate.

Unless it is an outlier like Yu Ling, who has broken the absolute barrier between realms with the bloodline of the Spirit Clan, it stands to reason that it is difficult for ordinary people to cross this barrier.

In the end, when Yu Ling focused his attention on the soul sea, he was surprised to find that his soul power had already undergone a silent transformation, and he didn't even feel it.

The original vast sea of souls changed its appearance at some point, and I saw a crescent moon hanging high above the sea of souls, and in the middle of the ocean was a looming white bottle, which played the role of fixing the needle of the sea god.

Next to the crescent moon, there were some purple clouds swirling, which were the power of the Yin God, and the haunting name was like a scorching sun, reflecting the crescent moon.

There is also a small moon tree rooted in the depths of the soul sea, stretching out a tree of jade-like leaves, dyed with the breath of life and verdant.

And the most amazing thing is that on the edge of the originally empty soul sea, there are still many men, women, children, and phantoms of the soul clan, who pray sincerely, reflecting all the aspects of all beings, so that this dead and cold world has more fireworks belonging to the world.

It can be said that Yuling's soul sea is no longer a soul sea, but a soul realm that is gradually taking shape.

Although this soul world is still relatively empty and lacks a lot of things, it is undeniable that it is almost essentially different from other people's soul worlds, as Xue Qingling said, their soul world is "alive", and other people's soul worlds, no matter how lifelike they are, are only dead things such as mountains and rivers after all.

From the Soul Shaping Realm to the Realm of Soul Realm, there were no earth-shattering changes, everything was subtle and imperceptible in a state of silence, so that Yu Ling was a little unsure whether he had really reached the Realm Soul Realm.

It wasn't until he used his soul power that he found that the entire soul sea had been twisted into a rope, as if he had mobilized not only soul power, but all the power in this small world, including the crescent moon that melted into the soul sea, including the white light gushing out of the Dao bottle, including the phantoms of the soul clan and the believers of the Peze Kingdom, including the Yin God, the Little Moon Tree, and the Haunting Title, and so on.

This force was even so strong that Yu Ling himself had some palpitations.

He looked at his soul realm, at the Dao rules that loomed in his sea of qi, at the faint golden light in his body, at the great cycle after the transformation, and at the ink condensing knife in his hand.

At this time, Yu Ling felt an incomparable sense of steadfastness and confidence, because he knew that from now on, he would be among the powerhouses of the Boundless Galaxy.

Maybe when he faces the master of the peak of the Hedao or the peak of the Guyuan, he doesn't need to risk his life to release the circle of circulation to the death, but can rely on his own hard power to fight to the core.

Thinking that a few years ago, Yun Zhaoqiu had earnestly told him not to return to the Yuan Spirit Clan until he reached the Hedao Realm, and now, he finally stood at this height.

When he returns from the border, no matter how much it costs or how dangerous it is, he must go to Feng Lingxing to rescue the two aunts, because he doesn't want to see it...... Many years passed, and they were tortured to death.

It's not far away, it's really not far from that day, and if everything is still too late to be saved, then all his efforts, all his struggles are worth it.

"Ningmo, if you forget all the previous things, then I will take you to start a new life, I think the future will not disappoint you. Yu Ling stared at the Ink Knife.

"Good. Ning Mo's answer was simple, he wasn't very good at expressing his thoughts, so he seemed more taciturn than he said.

Yu Ling placed the Ink Knife in the Spirit Ring, but he had the same mind as the Ink, who could also use his perspective to observe the outside world.

The fierce energy in the room gradually dissipated, Yuling opened the door and walked out, solemnly clasping his fists at Chu Beiming and said: "Lord Chu, Ningmo has basically recovered as before, thank you for spending so much effort." ”

"Lord Yunmeng don't have to be polite, you have helped the royal family so much, I will also repay the favor, as long as you are satisfied. Chu Beiming smiled, suddenly noticed something, and couldn't help but hesitate and tentatively said: "Cloud Alliance Master, what are you...... Breakthrough?"

"Lord Chu is really sharp-eyed. ”

“...... Your cultivation speed is simply breathtaking, originally Shang Yuyu made me feel powerful enough, but now when I see the Lord of the Cloud Alliance, I know that there is no upper limit to genius......" Chu Beiming smiled bitterly.

"I was also by chance. Yu Ling lightly brushed it over and went straight to the point: "By the way, Lord Chu, am I going to see Baixing alone?"

"Of course I can't let you go alone, I have already arranged the escort team, and tomorrow morning, they will set off to send you and the other formation geniuses to the border three-star. Chu Beiming said.

Yu Ling had a general understanding of the arrangement, and then took the first step to leave the Keqing Mansion.

He walked slowly along the avenue of the palace, quietly thinking about his future plans, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of a luxurious honor guard approaching this direction.

Yu Ling turned his head to take a look, and saw Cai Ye, the head of the palace internal affairs office, walking in the team in a dignified manner, and none of the palace maids and guards on the side of the road dared to accuse Cai Ye of this slightly arrogant behavior.

Yu Ling didn't feel anything, because this large group of important ministers of the royal family are all good at acting, and Cai Ye is responsible for playing the role of a traitor who is powerful and almost overthrows the king of the south.

However, they all met head-on, and Yuling said hello by the way: "I've seen Manager Cai." ”

Cai Ye didn't look at him at all, just nodded coldly and walked straight past him.

The members of the honor guard couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, but their master was silent, and they didn't dare to say anything to Yuling, so they could only bow their heads and pretend not to see it.

But when Cai Ye walked out ten meters away, he suddenly said, "Be careful of the eighth battalion." ”

Be careful...... What does the eighth battalion mean?

Yu Ling was confused, and before he could ask too much, Cai Ye had already quickened his pace and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Yu Ling could only ponder for himself, this eighth battalion ...... I guess it's referring to the military camps on the border, right?

So what kind of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods are there? Why didn't Cai Ye want to be more specific?

Yu Ling couldn't figure it out if he thought about it, but he was about to go to Mebaixing, and what was special about the eighth battalion would soon be clear.