The blue stone, which was originally majestic and immovable, was wrapped in this cloth strip, and it immediately lost its balance, and all the brilliance was instantly restrained, and was forcibly dragged away from the stone platform by Lin Ling, and pulled into the violent tornado.

The stone was tightly wrapped in a strip of cloth by Lin Ling and held in his hand. The stone seemed to have spirituality, and began to frantically absorb the spiritual power in Lin Ling's body.

The surging devouring power, through the strip of cloth, devoured the spiritual power in Lin Ling's body completely!

The original abundant and full pale golden spiritual power disappeared in an instant! With the half-step Vermilion Bird Body and the special technique of the Mortal Moon Jue, the spiritual power in the dantian slowly converged, and when a trace of spiritual power was generated again, it was once again greedily devoured by the stone in Lin Ling's hand!

Like a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

Before Lin Ling had time to think about it, the crazy current of water slapped Lin Ling dizzy.

The feeling of powerlessness in his body and the passage of spiritual power in his body made Lin Ling slowly lose consciousness, as if his body had been hollowed out, and he could no longer make a trace of unnecessary struggle.

At the same time, the elders of the Cangji Sect were still standing by the Broken Waterfall River, waiting for the final orders of the two leaders.

The forbidden land of the broken waterfall, the Shura River is even more difficult for the gods to live.

Tu Lie and Lin Ling are certain to die, but who should those disciples who died tragically in Yunmeng Mountain and Sea Chart find justice?

Lin Ling, a child of the demon clan, committed a heinous crime, who should be counted on?

Just when everyone was disagreeing, the broken waterfall that fell from the sky suddenly disappeared without a trace without warning!

"Look at the first one!What is that!?"

"Stopped, stopped, it stopped, it stopped!"

Water without a source, broken water!?

Thousands of years ago, before the Scar Sect was created, this magnificent and majestic Broken Waterfall already existed.

This waterfall, which has been flowing for thousands of years, suddenly dried up and stopped!

The broken stream of the Broken Waterfall was like a sudden haze, lying in the hearts of every Cangji Sect elder.

"Senior brother!" Weng Minrou looked at Shi Shouqing, her eyes filled with panic and uneasiness in disbelief.

The frost and winter are cold and thunderous, the broken waterfall is dry, and the dragon plays against the sky, which is the time when my scars are gone.

This is the warning left by their master on his deathbed.

Half a month ago, thunderclouds covered the towering Cangji Mountain, which was an extremely abnormal thing, and now, the broken waterfall that has flowed for an unknown number of years has cut off the water source......

Isn't all this exactly what Master said, and it's beginning to come true one by one?

Could it be that my Scar Sect really has such a day?

Shi Shouqing's face was solemn, staring at the original magnificent waves of the Broken Waterfall: "The Broken Waterfall has been circulating for thousands of years without drying up, why did it dry up after that demon fell? Could it be that all this is just a coincidence?"

In the grass house of Xiaoyao Valley, Jiang Tang and Qi Yuan sat at the same table, and on the simple and clean table of the Eight Immortals, there was a one-foot-square chessboard.

On the chessboard, black and white, dotted with stars, it has obviously been played for some time.

Jiang Cheng held the sunspot in his hand and said with a relaxed expression: "Why hasn't Old Qi fallen yet?"

The faint incense and the woody fragrance of the chessboard diffused in the small room, Qi Yuan just looked at the chessboard, holding a white piece in his hand, which had not fallen for a long time.

At the same time that Lin Ling fell into the broken waterfall, the white son in Qi Yuan's hand suddenly fell off the chessboard and landed impartially in the corner of the 'big dragon' of the chess game.

Jiang Tang looked at the chess game for a while, this move came out of thin air, it seemed that he had given up his entire dragon, but it opened up infinite possibilities in a new area, so he frowned and said: "Old Qi, you have no regrets about playing chess, your step is a bit dangerous." ”

Qi Yuan also stared at the chess game and sighed: "Originally, I thought that with your participation, this game of chess should be lived. I've been thinking about this step for a long time, maybe it's providence, it's really not something I can control. ”

"Whether this game of chess can survive or not depends on his own creation. ”

As one of the Nine Sages, Jiang Tang is the name of the chess saint and is respected by no one, with high chess power and exquisite formations, and can be called the first person in the world today.

But in this game of chess, he still hesitated after all: "Qi Lao really reassures that child?"

Qi Lao's eyes no longer fell on the chessboard, but looked at the thatched hut not far from the window, and said out of thin air: "It's time for you to fall." ”

This night, Lin Ling slept for a long, long time, so long that he himself had forgotten when the last time he could sleep so comfortably.

The only disadvantage is that the weather seems to be a little cold, and the quilt on my body is really not warm enough.

Lin Ling pulled the quilt on his body, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

In a trance, I heard an old man's sigh: "What kind of disease does this poor child have, this is ten quilts, if only there was a kang in the north......"

Lin Ling's body curled up, and the biting coldness slowly spread from his body. The icy temperature was so uncomfortable that even his meridians were about to be slowly frozen.

It's frozen, and there's no warmth anymore.

"Murderer! Murderer!"

"Demon Clan, Demon Clan, Demon Clan!"

"Take your life!!"

"Hahaha, the monster in the village, the money your grandmother owes can't be paid off in this life, and in the next life, you have to be a cow and a horse for me in the next life!"

The blood-colored canopy, suddenly a light shot through the sky, it was the trace of the sky, Lin Ling reversed the light, and tore open the trace of the sky, it was an endless galaxy!

It is as if the night sky on the Kong Ming lantern that night is also like the feeling of those words in my mind during the three days of reciting "Fan Yue Juan".

Chapter 2 of the Fan Yue Scroll: The Moon Leads to the Stars. It was the cultivation method after entering the vein, Lin Ling seemed to grasp the life-saving straw, and in this vast galaxy, he began to cultivate the chapter of the moon leading the stars.

In this vast galaxy, it was filled with extremely rich heaven and earth aura, and Lin Ling's perception of heaven and earth aura seemed to be higher than after tearing the cloth strip, reaching the realm of gathering qi like a river.

It was as if he was wandering in the middle of a big river, and the endless aura surrounded Lin Ling's body, not afraid of how much he absorbed, but afraid that he couldn't absorb it.

Only this time, these auras were no longer the red auras he was familiar with before, but light blue auras with an icy aura.

However, Lin Ling completely ignored the difference between the two, or he didn't realize the problem at all.

Because he is so cold, only by constantly absorbing the aura of this heaven and earth can he relieve the pain of his body being constantly eroded by the cold ice.

This night, I slept for a long time.

When Lin Ling opened his eyes, he was so weak that he could only stretch half of his eyelids.

The intense hunger and thirst in his throat made him instinctively hoarse: "Water...... Water ......"

Immediately, there was an excited sound of running upstairs, and an old man who was nearly sixty years old hurriedly handed over a warm cup of water and slowly helped Lin Ling up.

Lin Ling swallowed it hungrily.

"Slow down, hot!"

This glass of water is really hot.

But Lin Ling didn't care, the boiling hot water flowed into his cold body, and this made him finally feel a faint warmth.

"I still want it. ”