Chapter Forty-Nine: The Spiritual Vein

In the endless black starry sky, the stars are dotted. Like dazzling and beautiful pearls, dotting this boundless darkness.

Mo Haiya stood here, floating in the starry sky, his eyes flashing with a wisp of confusion and confusion.

He felt like he'd been here for a long time...... So long that he was about to lose his way, so long that he lost interest in exploring the unknown, he saw too many things that he had never seen before.

He saw a white transparent sword, quickly shuttling through the invisible river, and a strange voice told him that the river was called Lethe River, and that sword was also called Lethe River......

He also saw many other strange swords, many mighty powers, godsmiths that made people look up to the mountains, and huge demons, terrifying demons, and demonic beasts that devoured the heavens and the earth......

"I ...... Who the hell ......" he muttered to himself.

He followed the familiar feeling, followed the blue light, followed the cold, and came to a star with an ice blue body.

"Where is this?" Mo Haiya said in confusion.

The ethereal voice reappeared, "This is the Ice Glass Star...... You can come here often to practice. ”

"Cultivation, no, I don't seem to belong here!" A glimmer of light flashed in Mo Haiya's confused eyes, and he seemed to remember something.

"This is your spiritual vein world, as long as your spirit is concentrated in the spiritual vein, and you find it, your mind can stay here to cultivate, and the effect is much better than cultivating in the outside world......," said an illusory and ethereal voice.

"Then can you tell me why my spiritual veins have a space?"

"No, you're still too weak now, the top priority is to improve your cultivation, and when the time comes, I'll naturally tell you everything I know. ”

Mo Haiya inexplicably felt a sense of sadness, as if the so-called truth, what he didn't know, was heartbreaking.

"You sit down with your knees cross-legged and meditate. The mysterious voice said.

Mo Haiya sat down cross-legged, and he actually saw a dragon, a dragon made entirely of ice crystals. It is boundless, the head is not visible, it is huge enough to cover the sky, the dragon soars through the clouds and the fog, sometimes goes up to the sky and into the ground, sometimes the ice sea plays in the water, sometimes over the mountains and mountains.

The thick white mist stretched for thousands of miles, and only a small scale was exposed, which was a few points larger than a person. Mo Haiya was stared at by the dragon, and his ice-blue vertical pupils seemed to be imprinted into the depths of a person's heart, and his body seemed to be too cold to move.

Mo Haiya was amazed, he was just a spiritual body, and he could still have the feeling of being there.

How powerful would that dragon be if it appeared in the real world? A claw covered it, as if the whole sky had darkened, and how small a person was in front of it, like a speck of dust.

Later, the ice dragon became even larger, the fog became heavier, and its figure gradually disappeared......

The last scene Mo Haiya saw, the dragon, seemed to be big enough to coil the entire star! In the face of this kind of power, human beings were too small. The sky was no longer blue, the blizzard was flying above, there were towering snow-capped peaks everywhere, and the land without the footprints of any living beings was like a white land, a kingdom of ice and snow covered in silver makeup.

"See?" A mysterious voice came, waking up Mo Haiya, who had not yet come back to his senses.

Mo Haiya nodded sluggishly, he would never forget the scene he had just seen in his life.

"Is there really a dragon in this world?"

"Of course, it's just that the place where you exist is too small to touch. It's called Bingli, and it's the guardian of this star. ”

"Why did you ask me to cultivate here?"

"Your only attribute now is ice, although it belongs to the water path of the five elements, it is far from the great avenues of yin and yang, time and space, chaos, and destruction. However, cultivation is to simplify the complex, and the path is the same, and all the laws are powerful, as long as you can comprehend the true meaning of the Tao. ”

Mo Haiya blinked his eyes and didn't make a sound, these things were still far away for him.

For example, one of the mysteries of fire, burning, fire is called fire because it can be burned. Space, time, water, and chaos, as long as one person's comprehension of the law exceeds that of one of the above, what the flame cannot incinerate will be burned in common sense. ”

"Mortal fire can't burn space, that's because the level of the law is different, under normal circumstances, space will be higher than fire, but when the comprehension of fire is higher than space, space will still be burned by flames. The reason why water can extinguish fires is because the five elements are mutually reinforcing. But when the comprehension of the law of fire is higher than that of water, the flame will incinerate the water. Your ice is the same way, the ice of the supreme law can freeze space, time, and the flame that is still blooming! The same is true of the way of the sword, one of the mysteries of the avenue of the sword, slash. If it is a battle between world-shattering powers, it is often a struggle of laws, if the laws of gold are not as good as swords, even ordinary wooden swords can cut through golden swords! Some heaven and earth gods often have their own dao patterns, which are formed by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, if the height of the laws does not exceed them, it is difficult to destroy them, unless you also have rare treasures of the same level or higher level......

Mo Hai was dumbfounded, and he said, "I probably understand a little bit......

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand it now, there is still time anyway......"

Mo Haiya nodded and closed his eyes to cultivate.

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Ink City.

Early this morning, the streets were beating gongs and drums, as if it was a festival.

"Hurry up, hang the lantern a little bit, by the way, there it is. Come on, let me urge the Ziyan Tower, and say that they are ready quickly, the Fifth Princes are about to arrive! If you make His Royal Highness the Fifth Princes unhappy, I will ask you!" A fat man with a big belly stood at the gate of the city and shouted loudly.

This move naturally alarmed many people, and many people who watched the excitement surrounded the city gate, looking at the fat man with an anxious look, and there was a faint smile on his face.

"What's going on?" asked some of the people who came later, puzzled.

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince is coming to Mocheng, how dare we slack off in a small city like Mocheng, so the city lord is busy here early in the morning, Zhang Luo wants to leave a good impression on His Highness. The person next to him said with a disdainful expression.

"That is, this city lord usually only oppresses the people and acts as a prestige. Now as soon as a prince comes, it will be like he wants to marry a bride!"

Many people nodded and agreed, "It's okay to know, but if you don't know, you really think it's his father." Oh, no, my father doesn't have this kind of treatment, at least my ancestors or something......"

While everyone was talking and laughing, the soldiers at the city gate shouted, "The five princes have arrived!"

The fat city lord immediately ran out, greeting him with a smile on his face, looking like a slave.

"The fifth prince, I didn't know that the fifth prince came so early, and the lower officials were disappointed!

As soon as the lord of the castle tried to get closer, the guards drew their swords and pointed at him to warn him.

The city lord was just an ordinary person, and his identity was still obtained by his family connections, so he broke out in a cold sweat, and he cautiously retreated, and when he reached a relatively safe distance, those guards withdrew their swords pointing at him.

"Fifth Prince, the lower officials have prepared a banquet for you, and please ...... face" Before the city lord finished speaking, he saw a person coming from the street, and when he came to his side, he did not forget to look at him with contempt.

Immediately after, the man walked towards the carriage of the five princes, and the city lord Mo Peng was stunned, and after reacting, he was about to pull him.

The guards saluted.

"Steward!"

The chief manager was stunned, he was stunned, a little at a loss. When did they have a steward in Mexico?

The steward was talking through the curtain near the carriage window, not long.

The manager turned around, stared at Mo Peng coldly, and said, "Our prince told you to get out!"

Mo Peng was completely stunned, what was going on? Wasn't it okay just now? Why did you suddenly tell me to get out?

The steward didn't seem interested in paying attention to the ink, and waved his hand and motioned for the coachman to drive away.

Looking at the carriage that disappeared into the street, Mo Peng stood motionless in despair, and those who gathered after giving way to the road were all talking, and for a while the place became lively again.

A man in an inky black robe squeezed through the crowd, walked over to Ink, and said a few words close to his ear. Mo Huang's eyes widened in disbelief, and in the end he could only leave with his head down.