The moon hangs high and the silver glow fills the air.

It's like the moon shining on the frost, and it's like the night sky flying fog.

It looks like a wisp, but it is composed of countless points of light.

projected onto the present, everyone, seeping into the body in the blink of an eye.

The autumn moon sacrifice, the ceremony is cumbersome, and you have to be distracted to beware of the attack of the green ghost department, even if Qingyang is already thousands of catties of strength, he still feels tired.

A large piece of silver light was projected onto the body, and the physical and mental fatigue was swept away, and the energy was quickly restored, and the strength was overflowing.

After practicing the Body Forging Technique in the near month, coupled with the prelude to the Channeling Technique that he had recently obtained, Qingyang's physique had become extraordinarily strong.

As the silver glow continues to penetrate and refine, every trace of skin, every piece of muscle, every drop of blood, and every viscera are frantically absorbing, and the whole person is shrouded in a thick silver glow, as if a layer of frost has formed.

"Haotian's qi is pure, induction is willing, and if it is followed, the yang qi is solid, although there are thieves and evils, Fu can harm also, this is the order of time······"

Qingyang silently recited the mantra in his heart and felt the breath running.

The moonlight shining on his body poured into his body at an even more terrifying speed.

As the channeling technique runs, each breath is equivalent to practicing the body forging technique for an hour.

In Qingyang's body, there was even a trace of silver light, which was slowly condensed and formed, turning into a trace of light.

The light rays seemed to be disordered, but they were gradually connected to each other, and they completely coincided with the meridians in Qingyang's body, gradually forming an incomparably complex network.

It's not just the meridians that benefit. Yinhui is also quietly transforming Qingyang's body.

Every time Qingyang breathed, a large amount of moonlight silver light gushed out from his nostrils, and the moonlight silver light in his body was already rich to the point of being extremely terrifying.

At this moment, his divine soul operated automatically, and a large amount of silver light was quickly absorbed by the divine soul, and a large amount of silver light poured into the sea of knowledge.

Qiu Niang had a smile in her eyes, and two tears slipped quietly.

Her eyes were full of excitement, staring at the Qingluan Spirit card.

On the spirit card, the mysterious inscription pattern is bright and dark in the silver light.

It is as if a person who is short of water in the desert suddenly encounters a sweet spring and greedily absorbs it.

Qiu Niang said softly: "Old master, you are still alive, but why don't you come back?"

She only cared about the joy, but she didn't realize that Qingyang was gradually in danger.

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The moon is like the sea, and it is bright.

"Who am I, where am I from, and where am I going?"

Qingyang's soul was in a trance, and there was chaos in front of him, there was no black and white light and dark, only the moonlight was like water.

There is a desolation around, there is no heaven and earth, the sun, moon and stars, and there is no world in the world, he is the only one, trekking alone, as if looking for something?

Looking for answers, or something else? No one told him.

The sky seemed to be bright but not bright, as if it was dark but not dark, and gradually there were countless noisy voices, as if tens of thousands of people were talking, but they couldn't hear what was being said at all.

In the confusion, Qingyang's spirit was breaking free, but it was faintly rejected by the whole world, and it became even more painful.

The huge power of the divine soul was invisibly squeezed, rolling and surging in the sea of consciousness.

If it weren't for the Taichu Dao Sutra and suppressing the entire Zhihai, I was afraid that Qingyang would have exploded and died.

Even so, unconsciously, Qingyang's eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth were bleeding.

At this time, Qiu Niang found out about Qingyang's abnormality and was shocked, but she didn't dare to approach at all, for fear of causing worse results, so she could only wait with great worry.

Blessings and misfortunes are unknown.

Qingyang's physique was hit hard, and more moonlight poured in again, and the rich moonlight, combined with the light network in the body, repeatedly condensed and quenched the original fragile physique, and became even stronger.

The body is strengthened, as if the container has become larger, and it can hold more moonlight energy.

At the same time, the moonlight that poured into the sea of knowledge was even more surging, forming a vast ocean.

With the formation of the Yuehua Consciousness Sea, the Taichu Dao Sutra floating in the soul began to absorb a large amount of Yuehua.

When the Qingyang Divine Soul was squeezed by the world and fell into an extremely dangerous predicament, a golden light suddenly flashed in the Dao Sutra and flew into the Qingyang Divine Soul.

"Life is made by oneself, each is born from the heart, if it is known, if it is seen, if it is so······"

The already confused divine soul was shot into by this golden light, and the power of the divine soul that was constantly tumbling suddenly suddenly calmed down.

Since the fusion of the two souls, Qingyang has been faintly affected, and the world is rejecting this strange soul, and at this time, there is even more acceptance.

With this acceptance, the trajectory of the stars in the sky seems to have undergone imperceptible changes, affecting far away.

The stars, twinkling slightly, seem to still follow the ancient trajectory, leaving only countless stargazers, extremely confused in their hearts.

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Thousands of miles away from the Qing family, deep in the wilderness, Lishui Daze.

A hill, undulating, deep grass and dense forests, birds and beasts, is a rare place in Daze.

The Ghost and Witch Department of the famous northern Xinjiang is centered here, with a huge number of people, controlling Lishui Daze, with a radius of thousands of miles.

In a huge cave, there are countless strange and terrifying stone sculptures, red ghost and green ghost statues, which are impressively listed, but they are only one of the countless stone sculptures.

A large number of stone sculptures, with faces of reverence and awe, surround a huge ancient altar, making a kneeling posture.

The altar is as high as ten zhang, with a radius of dozens of zhang, full of ancient vicissitudes, and I don't know how many thousands of years it has existed.

What was even more terrifying was that in front of the altar, there was a huge white bone throne, composed of the bones of countless giant beasts.

If you look closely, the detailed decoration of the throne turns out to be countless human skeletons, which are exuding a terrifying aura all the time.

In this strange and terrifying, hellish cave, there was an old man.

It was an elderly wizard with a wrinkled face full of life, and he could die almost at any moment.

Adorned with animal bones and skulls, he knelt on the altar and whispered to a strange and terrifying grimace that was beating like a flame.

"There are only thousands of people, but it is enough to be glad that we can calm the anger of Lord Red Oni and recover the spirit as soon as possible.

Although the capture of Beilin City was temporarily frustrated, it was not a big problem, as long as it could unify the wild settlements in northern Xinjiang, a major event could be expected.

Na Qing's child, who seems to have a strong formation, has endless legacy, and will never have a chance to grow up.

The green ghost innocent has already led his troops to attack, and when we capture Beilin City, that little child must have been captured, Lord Ghost King, don't worry, this year's sacrifice will definitely satisfy your adults!"

The huge ghost face, the height alone is dozens of feet, and the expression changes from time to time, terrifying and hideous, and breathtaking.

From time to time, there was a strange cry, as if he was very satisfied with the old wizard's statement.

Suddenly, the Ghost Face Totem trembled, and let out a terrible howl of grief and anger, which seemed to be filled with extremely angry emotions.

The old wizard looked terrified: "What? Lord Ghost King, can you feel that there is a greater threat? Who is it?"