Wang Ye thought about it for a long time, although the secrets in the cave were not solved, they were also very attractive to him, but the thousands of immortal corpses were the biggest hidden danger, even if he closed the portal and did not open it in the future, there was no guarantee that no one would open it inadvertently in the future.

Wang Ye felt that the safest way was to destroy the ancient monument and close the portal completely.

"Wait."

Wang Ye let go of Yan's hand and said, the three-pointed two-edged knife appeared in his hand, and the knife slashed towards the ancient monument with a shining sword.

"Click..."

The ancient stele was under a knife, and the stele was cracked inch by inch, and the cracks quickly covered the entire stele body.

"Bang."

The entire ancient monument turned into rubble and scattered on the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

As the monument shattered, the originally open portal gradually faded, and the light dissipated until it disappeared.

"Whew, I'll fix my injuries here, and then go find Rena!"

There is no objection to Wang Ye's proposal, it is true that Wang Ye's injury is too serious now, and if he does not heal quickly, it will cause permanent damage to his body.

Yan also agrees with Wang Ye's practice of destroying the ancient monument and completely closing the portal of the cave. Just as Wang Ye thought, who dares to guarantee that no one will come here again to open the door by chance in the future, the immortal corpse behind the bronze door of the palace is always a threat.

Sitting cross-legged, pinching the seal with both hands, Wang Ye silently operated Xuangong. The dry and broken meridians converged little by little with the operation of the Xuan Gong, and the warm energy nourished Wang Ye's bad meridians.

The broken shoulder was restored and reshaped little by little, and there was a strange itch in the numbness. Wang Ye's shattered bones were slowly trying to recover, and the mana flowed in the meridians, like a dry and cracked earth receiving the nourishment of the spring rain, recovering little by little.

Wang Ye's mind was ethereal at this time, and he was completely immersed in cultivation. Yan on the side felt that the energy around him was rapidly converging towards Wang Ye, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

She didn't know why Wang Ye could absorb the mixed energy in the universe for his own use, while they could only absorb specific pure energy.

She felt early on that the energy in Wang Ye's body seemed to have no attributes, as if any attribute could be possessed. It's peaceful and warm, not manic at all, and it also gives people a comfortable feeling.

Yan saw that the wounds on Wang Ye's body and the broken shoulder were slowly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the radiance emanated from Wang Ye's body.

It was a milky glow, faint but soft. Under the backdrop of the halo, Wang Ye's figure became more and more ethereal, and it became more and more out of the ordinary.

Yan was a little stunned when he watched from the side, is this what Wang Ye said about immortals? Otherworldly, ethereal and invisible.

Yan now feels more and more that Wang Ye's cultivation method is magical, and he is more and more curious.

Xiao Xiaoyue, who was playing by herself on the ground, also stopped at this time, looked at Wang Ye cutely, her two little ears flickered, and she secretly leaned towards Wang Ye, and from time to time she turned back and secretly looked at Yan on the side for fear of being discovered.

The mana in Wang Ye's body gradually grew, running softly in the meridians, the scattered meridians were combed one by one, and the injuries on his body gradually improved.

Wang Ye felt that his mana was more condensed, and this time he walked on the edge of death, which benefited him a lot.

Taking advantage of this rare opportunity, Wang Ye integrated his own understanding, Xuan Gong was running, and his mana was surging, and he wanted to break through.

This time the meditation cultivation is a few days, and Wang Ye's injuries have basically recovered, but it is not suitable to fight for a while.

The body is as crystal as jade, and Yan on the side is a little jealous, and secretly says that Wang Ye has the potential to be a little white face.

The mana in his body is surging like a great river, endless, and the understanding gained from the battle and the laws contained in the Destruction God Thunder have benefited him a lot.

Now he is imprinting the law of destruction he has realized into his body and soul little by little. The mysterious sermon is mysterious and unpredictable, and the mana turns into a blade, gently carved in the soul and flesh of the body.

Pain, Wang Ye felt that it was really painful to the bone marrow, clenched his teeth and forced himself not to make a sound, the cold sweat on his body had already soaked through his clothes, and the divine light outside his body flickered faintly.

Yan saw Wang Ye's problem on the side, but she calmly didn't bother, she didn't know what was wrong with Wang Ye. But knowing that if she rushes up, it will definitely bring bad consequences, and she believes in Wang Ye.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Ye finally let out a sigh of relief, and finally it was done. But this sin was really not human, and now he felt like he was prostration, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

Continuing the operation of Xuan Gong, the divine patterns in the body and on the divine soul emitted a radiant brilliance with the operation of the mana, and the power of the law gradually merged into the mana.

Wang Ye clearly felt that after his mana was integrated into the law, his attack power became more powerful. The body and soul have also become more condensed, and their strength has reached a higher level.

Yan saw Wang Ye's brows stretched, and the whole person calmed down, and he also breathed a sigh of relief, not worrying about Wang Ye.

"Whew."

The divine light around Wang Ye's body suddenly bloomed, and a roaring sound came from his body, like the aftermath of the Great Dao, mysterious and abnormal.

Hiko listened to it and gradually became fascinated, and the sound seemed to have a kind of magic power, so that you couldn't help but listen, to get close and touch.

"Boom."

The voice was faint, and then everything calmed down, and Hikoya suddenly woke up from his stupor.

Mei stared at Wang Ye with wide eyes, full of disbelief, what was it just now? I was enchanted by it.

Wang Ye slowly retracted his efforts, and the divine light around him gradually became restrained. After a long time, Wang Ye took a deep breath and opened his eyes, seeing Yan looking stunned, Wang Ye was confused, and he didn't know what was going on.

"What's wrong?"

Wang Ye asked softly, and by the way, he hugged Xiao Xiaoyue, who ran in front of him.

"Just now, a voice came from your body just now, and I couldn't help but fall into it."

Wang Ye was stunned when he heard Yan's words, the voice? Could it be that the god pattern was created?

Wang Ye told Yan some things about the divine patterns and the power of the law that he knew, and the more Yan on the side listened, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Divine pattern, the power of the law, perception.

These are all things that I have never lifted, and listening to Wang Ye feel like listening to a story, but there is a mysterious aura on the previous corpse and Wang Ye's body now, is this the power of the law?

Hiko is very eager that when he can also comprehend the law and engrave the law, then he will become stronger.

"Alright, stop thinking nonsense!"

Wang Ye watched Yan fall into YY, and couldn't believe that this was still the unsmiling angel guard? Shaking his head helplessly, he interrupted Hiko, took something out of the wormhole space and handed it to Hiko.

"I see that your flaming sword has been broken, so draw this sword and give it to you."

That's right, Wang Ye handed Yan a sword, and this sword was the long sword in the hand of the corpse before, and Wang Ye specially left this long sword when the corpse was destroyed.

Yan took the long sword, about one meter long and fifteen centimeters wide, with cyan lotus flowers engraved on the hilt, and two words engraved in gold on the sword body, Wang Ye told her that these two words were: Qinglian.

Qinglian sword, Yan Na can't put it down in her hand, she has seen the sharpness and power of this sword, it is definitely an artifact.

Wang Ye then told Yan how to recognize the Lord Qinglian Sword, looking at Yan with a cheerful face, Wang Ye smiled lightly, now it is time for the two to set off.