Chapter 47: Extreme Sublimation

The clouds and mist are shrouded, the fairy aura is thick, and the spiritual mist flower is holy and elegant, exuding a faint halo, which makes people addicted. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Around it, a little white light flickered from time to time, like a little star in the endless starry sky, dotted with stars, mysterious and mysterious, and a few more glances will make the heart shake, and the blood will churn.

And the texture of heaven and earth on it is even more cumbersome and terrifying, as strong as the devil and others dare not ponder it carefully, for fear that the soul will be torn apart and the cultivation of the body will be ruined.

Because someone tried it before, he died directly in a violent body, which was terrifying.

Previously, the white jade pig was too "magical", everyone's eyes were focused on it, and they didn't pay attention to the situation of Yechen, after all, no one would pay too much attention to the dying person.

But now, their eyes were all focused on the Spirit Mist Flower, as Yechen successfully passed through the seal and entered the area of the Spirit Mist Flower.

"Didn't you say there was a terrifying seal? How was he able to get in? The crowd was surprised, and then they jumped forward and wanted to rush forward and forcibly seize the Spiritual Mist Flower.

But because of the three devils, they didn't dare to act rashly.

"You see?" Buddha Demon Li Lin asked.

He has always paid attention to Yechen, even when he came to the rescue of the three evils of Guigu, he did not ignore it, so he was the first to find that Yechen had passed through the seal.

"Those points of light are avoiding him!" Wei Dao shook his head, his brows furrowed slightly, "I'm in a bit of a hurry!" ”

"I should trust my instincts!" Li Lin said in a deep voice, a little regretful!

"Huh?" The devil calmed down his mind, but his face was still pale, he was disgusted by the white jade pig's fart, and his bitter gall was spit out.

He looked up and looked ahead, where the Ghost Bead was located.

"Back!" His mind moved, and with a brush, the ghost bead suddenly rose from the ground and flew back into his hand.

"What the hell is going on?" He looked at the ghost bead in his hand, very puzzled, the connection between him and the ghost bead was inexplicably broken, and now it is inexplicably connected, unbelievable and incomprehensible.

He couldn't help but look at the Lingwu Flower, all because of the young man under the flower.

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"Ahem...... "Ahem" inside the fog flower seal, Yechen kept coughing up blood, with a faint golden color in the blood, this is essence blood, he has reached the point where the oil is exhausted.

"Fog Butterfly!" He let go of his hand and looked at the almost dead fog butterfly, in pain!

"How can I save you?" Yechen muttered to himself, he didn't have any exotic flowers and plants, no elixir, and the only star liquid had no healing function at all.

It was only at this moment that he realized how naΓ―ve his previous ideas were.

Thinking that with the Star Liquid, he had everything, and he didn't even care about the treasures in the Fog Butterfly Cave, and let Mo Xiaopang take it!

"Put it in the Spiritual Mist Flower and soak it in the Spiritual Liquid!"

Suddenly, a sound echoed in the ears, gentle and warm, like a spring breeze, with fragrance, making people feel comfortable.

Yechen struggled to get up, looked behind him, and showed a shocked face, there was a woman there, curled in white, peerless, like a goddess above the nine heavens, ice clear and jade, sinking fish and geese, beautiful and suffocating.

This is the third time they have met!

"Stare at me again, Fog Butterfly is really hopeless!" The woman's red lips opened slightly, her eyes were smiling, and she saw that Yechen was distracted again.

"Ahh Oh! Yechen came back to his senses, smiled shyly, and then took a difficult step, wanting to put the mist butterfly into the spirit mist flower.

But his injuries were too severe, his body was too weak, and before he could lift his foot off the ground, he stumbled and fell, grinning in pain.

"You lie on your stomach obediently, or I'll come!" The woman chuckled, and with a wave of her white sleeves, a white light floated out, wrapping the mist butterfly and bringing it into the spiritual mist flower.

"You're so beautiful, more beautiful than my aunt!" Yechen listened to the woman's words and obediently lay on the ground, not that he really wanted to lie on his stomach, but he was too weak, his body was in pain, and he was trembling when he spoke, so he didn't talk about standing.

"Flim Flam!" The woman stepped forward, stopped in front of Yechen, and then slowly squatted down, and said, "But it's okay like this, it's not cold and annoying!" ”

Her eyes flickered, as if she remembered someone, and she felt some inexplicable sadness.

"You saved me and Mist Butterfly and got us through the seal?" Yechen thought for a moment, changed the subject, and asked.

"Sort of!" The woman nodded, "Actually, the seal was opened for you before, but you didn't notice it yourself, otherwise you wouldn't have been beaten so embarrassed and almost died!" ”

"It can't be the one you pointed at me, right?" Yechen asked in surprise.

"Yes! Someone also asked me if I was dumb? Now you know the answer! The woman pouted, with a slight annoyance, evidently haunted by it.

"Uh...... He who does not know is not guilty. Your voice is beautiful, more beautiful than the singing of the yellow warbler! Yechen said flatteringly, but he was embarrassed in his heart, why did he say this at that time, it was really embarrassing.

"Forget it, I won't pursue you! You'd better recover from your injuries quickly! Otherwise, it is really possible to die on this holy mountain! The woman got up and looked at the holy mountain with a cold look in her eyes!

Until this moment, Yechen finally determined that the woman in front of her was the holy woman of the holy mountain recorded on the animal skin, she was guarding the seal and protecting the creatures of the holy mountain.

"I'm just a wisp of thought, not as holy as you think!" The saint seemed to see through Yechen's thoughts, and said lightly.

"You're a saint!" Rao guessed her identity, but when she was recognized by the saint, Yechen was still taken aback.

The years change, the times change, let you be peerless, the spiritual power is monstrous, in the end, it will eventually turn into a pinch of ashes, covered by the wind and sand of history.

People, compared with other living beings, have a shorter lifespan, even the legendary emperor, can not withstand the erosion of time, and finally end in the long river of time.

But the saintess still exists, even a wisp of residual thought, which is enough to prove the strength in front of her.

"The strength is too weak, too many thoughts will only make you die!"

"What kind of thing to do at what age!"

"Now you are still young, you just need to work hard to cultivate, and leave everything else to time, it will take you to understand everything you want to know!"

The voice of the saint became more and more ethereal, and finally turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

"Yes, I can't let my relatives suffer anymore, I want to keep getting stronger and hold up for them!"

Yechen struggled to sit up, his legs crossed, his heart facing the sky, and then slowly closed his eyes, like an old monk in a fixed place, the ancient well has no waves, no sorrow and no joy.

He ran the Star Spirit Transformation Dragon Technique, and the starlight was faint, enveloping him.

Earlier, his body had metamorphosed, and the flow of blood had already changed, as cumbersome as the movement of the stars, and the mysteries were endless.

In fact, if it weren't for that metamorphosis, he would have died of blood loss.

The white light was thick, the stars were shining, and the wisps of mist were drawn by the night, drifting, constantly drilling into his body, making him feel like a spring breeze, and his whole body was comfortable.

Kiss!

Suddenly, a strange sound came from Yechen's body, like a spring flower blooming, inspiring.

In the next moment, his body began to fade, as if it was one with this space, regardless of each other, and finally only a black shadow remained, mysterious and profound, like an endless starry sky, which made people yearn for and be in awe.

Time passed, and there was light in the dark shadows, one point, two points, three points...... In the end, there were nearly 100 of them, like stars, circulating.

With each rotation of their circulation, the light grew stronger, filled with black shadows, and lit it up.

Rumble!

At a certain moment, a dull sound came from the dark shadows, as if opening the heavens and the earth, and the sound shook the nine heavens, making the heavens and the earth lose color.

At this moment, the black shadow was completely lit up, and a dazzling starlight erupted, enveloping the area of the Spiritual Mist Flower, sacred and majestic, making people's souls tremble.

With a tear, a crack appeared in the sky, and endless starlight gushed out from it, turning into a pillar of light, enveloping the Spiritual Mist Flower area.

"Is it a vision? Or is it an illusion? Li Lin looked at the starlight that seemed to be like a substance, and pondered, because when the white mist was circulating, his vision and perception seemed to be blocked, and he completely lost the figure of Yechen.

It's not just him, it's everyone here!

Wei Dao and the devil looked at each other, and they both saw a trace of jealousy and worry in each other's eyes!

And the people in the distance were completely stunned, looking at the starlight at a loss, and the uncontrollable trembling of their souls made them panic!

"Brother, you're really not human!" Mo Xiaopang muttered to himself, his eyes narrowed into a slit, obviously not dead to Yechen's blood.

He even had a strange feeling that Yechen's blood was more precious than the Spirit Mist Flower!

couldn't help it, his eyes were hot, and the little abacus in his heart kept knocking.

"It was that mysterious being who made a move!" Compared to the others, Ling Bing was quite calm, because she knew that there was a mysterious being on the Holy Mountain who had been watching over Yechen.

She guessed that the vision in front of her was caused by the man, who was healing Yechen.

"Ice Beauty, you've been talking about it since the beginning, you don't know anything, do you?" The purple wolf glanced at Ling Bing and asked.

"From now on, don't say anything, don't do anything, I can only tell you so much!" Ling Bing said softly, she also had a hint of worry, because she was worried about the night, in case the mysterious existence was angry, she would not have good fruit to eat.

"Ice Beauty, are you concerned about the slave family?" The purple wolf smiled, but his heart was a little messy, and he was in a mess!

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Time passed, the night passed, and there was a brief dead silence on the holy mountain, which was somewhat strange and terrifying.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the starlight was restrained, the vision disappeared, and the figure of Yechen reappeared in everyone's field of vision.

He sat cross-legged, the ancient well was without waves, and there was a faint starlight rippling on his body, somewhat mysterious, with majesty, which made the crowd in the distance sigh and marvel.

"Some accounts, it's time to collect interest!"