Jing Qingli can't practice, but he can manipulate the spiritual power of heaven and earth to attack.

As early as when she took the half-step of the previous temptation, she had already made a plan in her heart.

She ingested a wisp of spiritual power, and after filling herself with spiritual power, she created the illusion of the early stage of qi training, and sure enough, this formation acquiesced in her cultivation, and now that she has come here, the pressure on her body is only in the early stage of foundation building.

Originally, she was just far behind Ye Yuanyuan, walking slowly, paying attention to her nephew's condition over and over again, while feeling the changes in the aura of the formation.

Coercion is generally distributed by real monks, and some demons and heaven and earth spirit treasures that have opened spiritual wisdom cultivation can also be used.

The tradition of the demon world is to measure coercion by the concentration of blood, and strength accounts for a small face; Due to the coincidence of the soul stranded by external factors, if you can step on the path of ghost cultivation, you can also rely on your strength to crush it like a monk.

Her physical strength is already different from that of other races, and her sensitivity to spiritual power is also extraordinary.

There is no spiritual intelligence in the large array here, and it should be with the help of external objects to achieve the effect of suppression.

In the first level, those puppet-like stone men often determine the strength according to each person's strength, not that no mortals came to break through the level, but without exception, they encountered stone men who could not move.

What happened to the monk was a normal situation, so there were two possibilities.

One is that the stone man that can devour spiritual power is set up for ordinary people, and an hour is the time limit, and ordinary people who mistakenly break in will be ejected.

Second......

Jing Qingli hooked the corners of her lips, this was designed for her......

Recalling the huge whirlpool that suddenly appeared and disappeared after breaking the level, there was a familiar aura gushing out of the whirlpool.

Xiao Junyu must have known that he had arrived.

She retracted her thoughts, and saw that the spiritual power around Ye Yuanyuan fluctuated violently, and she was about to break through the golden pill. Originally, seeing him bending over and struggling under coercion, she didn't mean to make a move, this is indeed a good place to test the strength of her body, and her rash assistance will only hurt him.

However, the breakthrough is to be cautious, in order to avoid accidents, she rushed over and sat cross-legged beside Ye Yuanyuan, who had already begun to meditate, and took out the ice spirit silk that she had exchanged in the shop before.

Mingzhu, who had already flown out and went around, also returned to Jing Qingli's side at this time, and as the silk thread pattern fell to the ground, Mingzhu threw out twelve spars, which were accurately pressed at the turning point of the pattern.

The moment the Spirit Gathering Array was completed, the surrounding rich spiritual power was rapidly pulled and rushed towards Ye Yuanyuan, who was meditating.

At this time, Ye Yuanyuan's golden and red spiritual power overflowed on the surface of his skin, and as the spiritual power continued to be injected, after a sound of purple, Ye Yuanyuan's momentum increased sharply, and a dark cloud rose in the sky, and then a lilac thunderbolt the thickness of his little finger submerged into his heavenly spirit cover.

Rao is Jing Qingli was quite calm in the day, and now he is also breathing a sigh of relief.

The finger flipped, accelerating the speed at which spiritual power gathered.

The power of the heavenly thunder cannot be underestimated, and soon, Ye Yuanyuan's skin was scorched black by the thunder and lightning, and new flesh grew out of the cracked skin.

However, the clothes woven from the blue silk were intact, and this silk was much better than the raw material of the cloud brocade. At this time, there was a faint flow of light on the surface of the dark clothes, and the spiritual power of the riot gradually softened, allowing the hideous wound to be relieved a little.

Finally, the thunderbolt withdrew. After breathing for two quarters of an hour, Ye Yuanyuan slowly opened his eyes, which was the scene of Fang Cai.

After tidying up his appearance, the suspicious nephew began to ask his aunt.

So Jing Qingli explained like that, seeing that Ye Yuanyuan seemed to understand whether he understood or not, he said: "If I don't cover it up, maybe someone from Xuanji City will come, although they have already discovered me." My original intention was to lead you through this big array, and when you pass through, you will naturally arrive in Xuanji City, and when the time comes, I will take you to meet some old people, and you don't have to be polite to them. ”

This is also very vague, but Ye Yuanyuan knows that Jing Qingli has a lot to do with Xuanji City, and he already knows the situation that Jing Qingli encountered in the first level. No matter what, Jing Qingli doesn't want to meet with the people in Xuanji City now, she has her own reasons, so she is whatever she is.

In fact, Jing Qingli has other meanings in her words, she took Ye Yuanyuan to come here, first, she has a long insight, the second is to lead Ye Yuanyuan to see the old knowledge, and the third is if Ye Yuanyuan can really break through, she is also so happy to ask for something in Xuanji City......

She didn't say these three, and I believe Yuanyuan can also detect a little.

Accompanied by Jing Qingli, Ye Yuanyuan gritted his teeth and walked to the edge of the pavilion, and the pressure on his body disappeared abruptly, making Ye Yuanyuan feel vain, but he quickly stabilized his pranayama.

Looking at the mountain road behind him, there are constantly people who can't hold on and are sent out under the pressure, and there are also people who appear at the beginning of the mountain road, stepping on this difficult road and becoming a part of the progress.

When I turned my head, I looked up and saw the three big characters on the plaque.

Testimonial Pavilion.

The space inside the pavilion is large, and it is divided into countless small lattices by a transparent film, some of which are empty, and some of which are already seated.

All the people seated had different emotions on their faces, some were stable and some were out of control.

But after the emotions are out of control, some people can return to normal, and then fall into repetition; Some people can't get out, and when they open their eyes, they are also in a state of madness, and this Soul Trial Pavilion will let out a clear sound, sobering these people up and then sending them out of the big array.

Most of the rest of the people were still struggling, and only one of them woke up and was transported to Xuanji City to choose a weapon.

"Yuanyuan, do you have confidence?" Jing Qingli withdrew her gaze and looked at her nephew, who had grown to the tip of her nose.

Ye Yuanyuan nodded, his eyes firm.

"This pavilion has been there before, don't be fooled by what it creates, where there is disobedience, where is the key."

Jing Qingli only reminded him. Watching Ye Yuanyuan walk into a blank grid, she quickly fell into the test of the Heart Trial Pavilion, and she also walked into another grid.

Here she returns to the beginning of her memory.

It was a small town down the hill.

She was fished out of the stream by the townsfolk who had gone into the mountains to cut wood and brought home.

She remembered nothing, only one name.

Green glass.

The people in the town were very nice and took good care of her, found her a house and taught her how to do things.

After many years of peace, the children who played with her have entered middle age, and she is still the same as before.

It's still her, but the people in the town are beginning to avoid her, the one who never gets old.

"Youkai!" A chubby little kid picks up a rock and throws it at her.

She was stunned, and the steamed bun in her hand was smashed to the ground.

No family was willing to ask her to work, and the steamed bun was given to the only townspeople who were willing to feed her, and it was hidden in a corner and she picked it up every three days.

There is only one steamed bun for three days, which does not fill her belly, she has hunger, but she does not die.

Some people say that she is a monster who sucks the essence of people in order to stay young.

So all the calamities were related to her.

"Youkai! Get Grandma Li well! You murderous youkai! The child's strength was not great, and she just stood there, beating and scolding.

Mixed between the rubble are pieces of iron, rusty but can easily cut through the skin.

Pieces of iron grazed her cheeks, piercing her skin and landing a few crisp noises not far behind her.

Blood spilled from the scratched skin, and she silently raised her hand and touched the wound, which healed quickly.

In the eyes of those children, they are performing demon magic. Prejudice destroys her little by little.

She looked at the child in front of her who was holding stones, pieces of iron, and other tools, and there was a dead silence in her eyes. There she stood, surrounded by littered debris, blood curling down her face, soaking through her tattered coarse linen clothes.

Some of the young ones had already thrown away their things and ran away crying, and one after another, all the children left.

She crouched down and suddenly wanted to laugh, but she didn't. She picked up the cold steamed bun that was already dirty and nibbled on it.

Monsters?