Ye Xiao and other masters of the "Star List" slowly walked into the crack.

And everyone went in.

The cracks began to heal, and the diffuse aura gradually converged.

Finally, it was restored.

I can't see anything.

The audience began to disperse, but none of them left.

Instead, wait three days and come back.

I was very curious about how much the strength of these geniuses could improve in three days, or how much adventure they could get.

And maybe, these geniuses will come out and start fighting!

This kind of thing has happened a lot before.

As the crowds of the audience dispersed, the shocking news spread.

Although with the live broadcast, many people watched it.

But how can there be the breath and excitement of the audience.

When the audience danced and told the story, when Bai Xiaosheng reported this matter in a large newspaper, when Ye Xiao stood like a king.

A photo of Yan Soul Tian falling to the ground in embarrassment.

When it was published, it caused an uproar, and finally this photo was named the Change of Throne.

Anyway, Ye Xiao is being talked about everywhere, and his popularity is bursting.

And Ye Xiao here came to the Star Secret Realm.

At this time, he was looking around curiously.

The sky here is not blue, and I am colorful and beautiful, but not romantic at all.

Even a little scary.

Because all these colors are the luster formed by the extreme substantiation of the artistic conception.

The red of the artistic conception of fire, the white of the artistic conception of snow.

The brown of the artistic conception of the earth, the golden color of the artistic conception of gold.

etc....

The surroundings are like parks, with flowers and grasses, rivers and mountain peaks, but they are not real, they are all transformed by artistic conception.

Ye Xiao even felt that the ground under his feet was transformed by the artistic conception of the soil.

Ye Xiao only felt as if he was carrying a mountain on his back, and it was extremely difficult for him to even walk normally.

But that's not even the scariest of all.

The most terrifying thing is that the artistic conception has no weight.

But it directly affects your spirit and spirit, which makes him feel a lot of pressure in his heart.

It's a feeling of physical and mental exhaustion.

In the face of this kind of pressure from the inside out, ordinary people have all their minds to resist it, where is there still the mood to find other opportunities.

Ye Xiao took a deep breath, he didn't choose to fight and resist.

Instead, choose to accept.

Standing like this without moving, squinting to get in touch with these artistic conceptions, to understand them, to decompose them.

Even if it's three days, I don't understand anything at all.

But having that sense of familiarity is definitely of great benefit to future comprehension.

Moreover, the most important thing is that these artistic conceptions in front of you are perfectly integrated, for example, the artistic conception of wind and the artistic conception of fire.

The fire borrows the wind and gives a counter-compense.

The power of such martial arts is extremely terrifying.

This point needs to be learned, and it will definitely be used in the future.

The fusion of his current moves and artistic conception is only superficial, and he can still do it.

After comprehending the artistic conception to forty percent, it will be very difficult.

Anyway, everything has to be prepared for a rainy day!

However, it is very dangerous to do this, because the artistic conception is actually the rule of heaven and earth, and people who are not strong enough in their spirit will become idiots if they dare to contact and decompose like this.

Therefore, many people can only resist and try to comprehend some at the same time.

And Ye Xiao didn't have this kind of problem at all, because he had a sword to protect his mind.

Generally, not.

Moreover, the swordsman's spirit is originally extremely refined, and the sword intent is extremely pure, which is too much of an advantage over ordinary martial artists.

All in all, Ye Xiao can almost have no fear.

The Sword Desolate Ding is the treasure of the Sword Ancestor, and its effect is too great, and it has not yet played one ten-thousandth.

.......

Time passed little by little, and Ye Xiao did not move at all, but his originally dark eyes flashed with a colorful luster.

There is a terrifying aura of mystery all over the body.

Whew....

A gust of cyan wind blew, this is the artistic conception of the wind, the robe made a full sound, it looks soft, but the blow on the body is like a knife cut.

It hurts, it hurts.

Then it rained.

The rain was pouring down, drenching his clothes and hair.

Haven't reacted yet.

The sun is shining, and the pure clouds of different shapes float in the air, like naughty children floating with the breeze.

Then the temperature rises rapidly, and it seems to be scorching.

Anyway, it was such a rapid change, it seemed that in just half a day, Ye Xiao had experienced spring, summer, autumn and winter, and experienced wind and rain.

All kinds of states, all kinds of situations, tangible, intangible, direct and obscure.

Ye Xiao recorded them one by one in his heart, not seeking to comprehend.

Just remember that familiar feeling.

Let it haunt me.

For a long time, Ye Xiao slowly exhaled a breath of turbidity, his whole body was shocked, and the artistic conception of the stay was scattered, but the coercion on his body and soul still existed.

It's just a little lighter.

Ye Xiao moved his body and looked around, a day had passed in front of him.

There are two days left.

You have to hurry up, you can't go home empty-handed without anything!

Walking along the soft but fresh earthy sheep farm trail under your feet, the scenery here is really good.

It's a pity that no one is around, Qin Yan, Hu Xuerou and other girls must like it here.

Ye Xiao walked neither fast nor slow, and he didn't meet anyone.

It does seem random.

And the more Ye Xiao walked, the more he felt that his body was gradually light, this lightness has nothing to do with pressure, but a kind of self-confidence, extreme confidence in himself.

Think you can do anything.

Ye Xiao was a little puzzled at first, but he quickly understood.

This is the luck in the body, the vast general trend convergence.

Although Xuan Ao can't explain it, remember how strong the heart is, how strong it will be in the future.

Every move and style is full of invincible momentum from the inside out!

I don't know how long I walked, but suddenly Ye Xiao stopped.

A pond appeared in front of him, and there was not much water in the pond, and there were small fish, lotuses, and lotuses.

In the middle of the pond there is a thatched hut.

It's not big, it looks quaint and vicissitudes.

For some reason, Ye Xiao's intuition told him that there must be some chance in the hut.

Whether this was intuition or luck, Ye Xiao couldn't figure it out.

But he's going to check it out.

At that moment, the tiptoes of his feet swept over the lotus, and the thatched hut was spotless, but there was no one.

There is a green wood table.

There are several bowls on the table, and a painting hangs on the wall.

Unobtrusive at first.

But when Ye Xiao's eyes wandered on it for a few moments, he was suddenly stunned, and his face was a little surprised.

The content of the painting is a snow-white cloud that looks pure.

But the strange thing is that there is a sword in the middle of the white clouds.

The hilt is below, and the tip is up.

Through the clouds.

Ye Xiao was puzzled, staring at the scroll motionlessly.

Gradually, the whole body was filled with a kind of mystical qi, and the complexion gradually dissolved.

(End of chapter)