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"Yes, I think so. After all, she relied on brute force to break through the demon world, and she should have some understanding of the way of strength. However, no matter how much I comprehend, I can't comprehend it. If I hadn't been able to leave, I'd be gone now, and it would have been a waste of time to sit here and listen to her preach. ”

At this time, Qin Shuang had already walked into the ancestral hall and sat on the jade futon. Then he was lifted up by the jade futon, and passed through the roof to the ridge, where it hung in the air. Her gaze swept downward, densely packed with monks, and in front of the ancestral hall, Feng Tian and the eight elders sat cross-legged, looking at Qin Shuang's eyes full of encouragement.

Qin Shuang has been sorting out the Dao method of the nine-colored light for the past two days, and after only a few breaths of meditation, he began to talk about the Dao method of the nine-color light.

When the demons heard Qin Shuang's explanation of the nine-colored light, their expressions were stunned, and then they all looked solemn and listened carefully.

Qin Shuang said while demonstrating, starting from a color of light, from time to time behind Qin Shuang's light shines a ray of light, the light in the rune flow, Qin Shuang started from the very basics, slowly improved, even at the beginning of the light of one color, there are different changes, so that all the monks are fascinated by it, even Feng Tian and the Eight Great Elders are no exception.

The day passed quickly, and Qin Shuang had already talked about the seven colors of light. Most of the monks who have not cultivated to the demon god are completely immersed in the comprehension, but the monks above the demon god are still awake, their cultivation is too high, and they do feel that what Qin Shuang said is subtle, but it is not enough to lead them into epiphany.

However, even so, it filled the hearts of those demon gods and demon saints with shock. A young demon saint sat there cross-legged looking at the qin shuang on the jade futon, his eyes were full of appreciation, and a demon god sitting next to him transmitted a message to him into the secret way:

"Feng Yuan, she is a wandering cultivator, and she can comprehend the nine-colored light to such a realm, it's not easy!"

Feng Yuan nodded slightly, and said in the secret voice: "Without the support of our Feng clan and the systematic cultivation, I really don't know how she survived in the demon realm, and she was able to cultivate to such a realm." ”

The demon god also sighed: "If a monk wants to grow up, talent, qualifications, understanding, luck, inheritance, guidance from elders, etc., are indispensable, but this Feng Ming can cultivate to such a realm without inheritance and guidance from elders, and comprehend the nine-colored light to the seven-colored light, I am afraid that she has exhausted her understanding and luck, and if she wants to go further, it will be difficult, and she will be like this." ”

"Yes!" Feng Yuan said: "She should have overdrawn her understanding, this is the sorrow of scattered cultivation." Fortunately, she now recognizes her ancestors and returns to her ancestors, and it will take hundreds of years to make up for the heritage, and maybe there will be salvation. ”

"Feng Yuan, do you want to meet her for a while?"

"Will she?"

"Yes, you are in the young generation of our Feng clan, second only to Feng Guang in strength, I heard that Feng Ming is known as the first on the demon god list, that is just the real master of our Feng clan has not been born. ”

Feng Yuan rolled his eyes and said: "You said that it is the demon god list, what is the comparison between me and her demon god? ”

The demon god raised his eyebrows, and his eyes showed war intent.

"Buzz ......"

At this moment, the space suddenly shook, and a trace of rhyme appeared from the space, like a dazzling fly. At this time, even the monks sitting at the foot of the mountain were shaken. Originally, they all had to use their spiritual powers, gather their ears, and be able to hear the sermon of the qin on the peak. However, now that there is no need to operate spiritual power, the sound of Qin Shuang is in the flow of Dao rhyme, like Hong Zhong Da Lu recalls in their ears.

Those demon saints and demon gods shook in their hearts, and looked at Qin Shuang in the air in shock.

I even began to explain the eight-color light!

It can lead to the flow of the next rhyme!

In the entire Feng clan, the deepest comprehension of the nine-colored light is only the eight-colored light, and it has not yet comprehended the peak. At this time, those demon saints and demon gods were also in the flow of Dao rhyme, completely immersed in epiphany.

When Qin Shuang began to explain the nine-colored light, and the nine-colored light shone behind him, the sound of the avenue rumbled, and the silk rhyme flew like a dazzling Luo, and the entire ancestral mountain was shrouded in the rhyme.

Three days later.

Qin Shuang closed his mouth, the slightest rhyme in the air dispersed, and Qin Shuang's figure fell back into the ancestral hall. She felt a ray of light envelop her, and Qin Shuang's figure disappeared into the ancestral hall. And the Feng monks all over the mountain are still in an epiphany.

A day later.

The monks up and down the ancestral mountain woke up one after another, and the first time they woke up, they looked at the sky above the ancestral hall, and saw that the figure of Qin Shuang had disappeared above the ancestral hall, and one by one they remembered the epiphany they had obtained because of this, and couldn't help but be secretly shocked in their hearts:

"Feng Ming has such a high level of comprehension, he actually comprehended the nine-colored light, and now there is no monk in the entire Feng clan who has comprehended the nine-colored light, but this Feng Ming has done it.

I'm not as good as her!"

Feng Tian and the Eight Great Elders glanced at each other, and everyone's eyes showed surprise.

"It's really worthy of an ancestor-level bloodline, I'm afraid only an ancestor-level bloodline can comprehend the nine-colored light, right?

At this time, Qin Shuang was already standing in a space. This space is very quiet, only about a kilometer in circumference. Qin Shuang's gaze swept around, this space was a circular hall, but there was no exit. Qin Shuang couldn't help but feel confused.

"How do you get out of here?"

He frowned slightly, and then felt relieved: "There must be a passage out, what kind of place is this? This is the inheritance place of the Feng clan, how can the disciples of the Feng clan be locked up here and wait for death?"

Don't think about it, Qin Shuang knows that he must comprehend the inheritance here before he can go out. Otherwise, you'll be locked up here forever.

Qin Shuang's worries were gone, but her heart was urgent, she still wanted to go to the Empty Secret Realm as soon as possible to find the heavenly gift, how could she stay here for too long?

The aura here is very strong, and when it comes to the cultivation of Qinshuang, as long as there is a strong aura, you don't have to worry about being starved to death. It's just that......

"Spatial inheritance?"

"Where is the inheritance of space?"

Qin Shuang's eyes were everywhere, but he didn't find a place to inherit at all, and there was nothing to inherit at all.

"Huh?"

Qin Shuang's eyes stared at the center of this circular space, there was nothing there, but Qin Shuang always felt that there was something different there, it was exactly the same as the space around him, but it always gave Qin Shuang a very empty feeling.

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