The Xianxiang River is no more, and it is like an ocean of water that has poured into a huge deep pit, which is why the cultivation of the soul is beyond the bounds. The deep pit is neither bottomless nor touchable, and the water is pale and dark green, and it is even more indistinguishable like a lake and a sea.

In the midst of the crisis, Xiu Ling finally gave up the struggle, closed himself in the spiritual acupoint, and calmly sank. Between heaven and earth, the spirit element cycles back and forth, and the acupuncture point cannot be closed for more than an hour.

In doing so, spiritual cultivation is pinning the last hope on others.

Although Gongsun Changqin has an immortal method that can split the water area to search for people, he knows that this method cannot be used repeatedly in the gods and people.

As a person in the immortal realm, being able to communicate with the heavens and the earth here, is undoubtedly a provocation to the rules of heaven. Moreover, when the immortal official went down to earth, the immortal law had already been cut by ninety percent, and he had consumed a lot for her before, and now he was exhausted.

Gongsun Changqin was already soaked, and the droplets of water continued to flow down the ends of his hair into his skin, his body trembled slightly, and his steps were no longer steady.

He split the water twelve times, and at the same time, there were twelve more whip marks on his body. But the hard work paid off, and the water surface that was impossible to peep at gradually faded due to his stirring again and again, becoming more and more light and transparent.

One last time.

He raised his hand again, however, a voice stopped him: "Enough! Are you crazy?! That's Emperor Qin's whip! ”

The whip is made by twisting the seven strings on the Baoqin by the Emperor himself. With a maximum of thirteen lashes, the qin immortal's qin soul and fairy spirit will be seriously damaged.

Gongsun Changqin gritted his teeth tightly and summoned Luoxia Baoqin again, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was tied up by the whip, and the tighter and tighter he became, only to hear the voice just now and said urgently, "Changqin, the so-called concern is chaos, you calm down first, there must be a solution......

Halfway through speaking, Feng Duge and Qin Yuli both arrived, and the whip instantly disappeared into form. The two of them looked at Xia Zun's appearance and were stunned. Only Feng Duge could guess a little bit of the reason and frowned.

Gongsun Changqin said loudly to Qin Yuli: "Goddess, make the water in this sinkhole completely clear, and you can find Ling'er!" ”

Qin Yuli is the goddess of Luoshui, who combines the purest water spirit in the world. Hearing this, he jumped into the air and fell again, standing in the center of the water. She held up the harp, and the imprint of the water droplets on her forehead gradually shone and glowed, and as she chanted silently in her mouth, the waves no longer rose and fell.

There was no sound in the vast waters, as if she was quietly listening to the last orders of the goddess. Qin Yuli rose up and hugged Mu Fan, the overtones were like drops of water in the sky, and the ding-dong sound sounded crisply. She floated on the water, drawing a huge hexagram on the soles of her feet.

In a short time, the Kan hexagram is like a suction cup, completely absorbing the remaining impurities in the water, and transforming it into the five elements of the spirit element within the hexagram, and the four colors of gold, green, red, and brown flash alternately, and gradually rise into the air with the hexagram.

Qin Yuli also jumped to the center of the mid-air hexagram array, and then played three times and shouted, "Return to the Yuan!" Suddenly, the hexagram was shattered, and the bound spirit yuan flew one after another, and they went home.

And when he looked at the water in the pit, it was crystal clear. Inside the waters, a small figure appeared. The monk slept on his back in the middle of the water, his eyes closed, his arms and long hair tangled in algae, floating in a leisurely manner.

Gongsun Changqin finally breathed a sigh of relief and almost fell, but fortunately, Feng Duge raised his hand on his side and pressed his shoulder, injecting spiritual power. Feng Duge moved his lips and said lightly: "Thank you." ”

"I don't need you to thank me, if it weren't for you, would the deity be so embarrassed today......"

Feng Duge had long been accustomed to his mean words, and laughed it off.

Gongsun Changqin smiled haggardly, "You're welcome, it's your turn." He suddenly said in a deep voice, "Ling'er took the purple mist stone, as long as she moves, the gods and people will collapse again." ”

"So what?" Wind Song asked.

"This purple mist is the jade of the town realm, and it doesn't hurt to hide it in the clumsy stone, but Ling'er found out that he wanted to use it to make a jade pendant for you. After showing his true body, the purple mist can only stay in the water of the Xianxiang River, and if he comes out of the water again, the gods and men will not be able to protect it. ”

Feng Duge frowned, "The deity knows." ”

A song "High Mountain" gurgled out of the haric organ. The wind is singing with both hands stroking the piano, standing still, and the sound of the piano is vigorous and heavy. At the end of the passage, the surroundings began to shake again, and he still sat like a mountain. The other two did not move, and watched quietly.

The bottom of the pit has changed dramatically because of the shock. The gravel of the sinkhole rolled into the water, and the bottom of the pit was filled in one by one. The stones, which followed the path of the Song of the Wind and the Songs, avoided the spirits and piled up higher and higher, eventually forming a high mountain.

Then, he changed the melody and played "Flowing Water", which merged the water overflowing from the pit and discharged it along the remaining channel of the Xianxiang River. Xiu Lingze's face gradually surfaced, she couldn't feel anything, and she still slept peacefully.

Gongsun Changqin saw that the time had come, and played the song "Gull and Heron Forget the Machine", calling the egrets hiding in the mountains and forests to peck at the aquatic plants that entangle the body of Xiu Lingze. Soon, the spirit was completely covered in snow-white feathers, and when the birds flew away again and again, her body was no longer restrained.

In the sky, a person fell from the sky, like a meteor falling down, "bang" into the water. The purple mist and beautiful jade hidden in the belt of the cultivator were shaken by this and quietly fell to the bottom of the water.

Then, another thing fell from the sky, which was the moon.

Song Liancheng emerged from the water, and when he saw the cultivator floating in front of him, he was taken aback, and hurriedly went to probe her snort. At this time, Xiu Ling gasped and opened his eyes, "Temple...... Your Highness? After saying that, he fell into a weak sleep again.

Song Liancheng didn't look at who was around for a while, hurriedly dragged her over, grabbed the baoqin, and swam her to the edge of the pit on the qin, only then did he see three people standing in front of him. The wind swept them ashore and said, "Why did Your Highness come out?" What about the snow? ”

"Fengzun rest assured, the snow is fine. This matter is a long story, please Xia Zun and Feng Zun go to pursue Ye Linglong first, he is still in the valley, and this king was attacked by him just now! ”

Song Liancheng glanced at Qin Yuli again, and couldn't bear to say: "Goddess, Yi Zun has been severely injured by the Demon King, and Master Zun is healing him. ”

"Master?" Qin Yuli was anxious, and when he was hesitating, Feng Duan sang, "The goddess will go to guard the two statues of Yi and Yao first, and Ye Linglong will hand over to the deity and Xia Zun to deal with, Ling'er...... I asked His Highness to take care of it. ”

Gongsun Changqin coughed twice and agreed: "Wait, it's not safe for the two of them to stay here, and the deity knows a safe place." ”