"Did you find it?"

In a large hall full of coercion, a middle-aged man with a rather handsome appearance looked at the half-kneeling figure lightly, and there was a momentum between his eyebrows that was not angry and self-threatening, which made everyone who looked at him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Hearing the middle-aged man's question, the disciple who was half-kneeling on the ground turned grim, and then replied respectfully: "Judging from the news, there is no doubt that it should be the young master. ”

After a pause, the disciple hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Palace Master, what are we going to do next, send someone to invite the young master back?"

"Hmph, that rebel has been away for so long without a sound, let Ling Tian Protector go and arrest him for me, if he dares to resist, there is no need to keep his hand!" the middle-aged man said in an indifferent tone.

"Palace Master, in this way, it seems that ...... Doesn't seem right. ”

"Needless to say, just do it. After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and disappeared straight into the main hall.

After a few moments, the disciple got up from the ground, looked at the empty hall, and finally sighed slightly, and then turned to leave.

Lingyun Empire, Muyan City.

Xiao Ling didn't have time to rejoice after suppressing the soul power of the riot, just when he was about to withdraw from cultivation, his mind moved, and then slowly put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Xiao Ling's spirit gathered, and through the connection of the surrounding aura, he seemed to have entered a very mysterious realm.

Subsequently, Xiao Ling unexpectedly discovered that in the newly formed eight-vein circulation system, there were actually six small points of light.

"Huh, what is this?"

Xiao Ling had some doubts in his heart, and then slowly approached the six small points of light with his thoughts, and when Xiao Ling observed carefully, he found that these six small points of light stayed on the six meridians, and these six meridians were the cloud veins, the thunder veins, the body veins, the spirit veins, the phantom veins, and the heavenly veins.

Subsequently, Xiao Ling took a closer look, and found that near the leylines and the veins, two small points of light could be vaguely seen, but these two rays of light were too faint, so weak that if Xiao Ling hadn't paid attention, he wouldn't have been able to detect them at all.

These two clusters of light, which were not small enough to be called points of light, were completely obscured by the other six clusters of points.

Xiao Ling carefully observed the eight points of light, and suddenly his mind moved, as if he understood that these eight points of light represented the energy of the eight veins in his body.

This can be judged by the familiar aura emanating from the six points of light, which explains why the two spots of light near the leylines and veins are dim.

It's just because Xiao Ling hasn't used those two meridians at all.

The point of light near the Heavenly Vein was the most dazzling, presumably because Ling Xiao had cultivated the Heavenly Vein Mental Method before, and then the Cloud Vein and the Thunder Vein, these two veins were the meridians that Xiao Ling used most often.

After this, there is the spiritual vein, because of the immortal qi, although the light point near the spiritual vein is not as dazzling as the heavenly vein, its purity is the highest, and the illusion and body vein are relatively low.

After seeing the changes in his body, Xiao Ling had an idea, and then a bold idea appeared in his mind, and then he tried to control the six points of light with his mind, and slowly gathered in the center.

Soon, the power of the six different castes seemed to become his six consciousnesses, and thus entered the central zone.

As the six forces of different castes gradually touched in his body, and then ran wildly, Xiao Ling suddenly felt that his understanding of his cultivation of the eight veins seemed to have reached a new level.

He seemed to have stepped into a new dimension, with flickering fire, thick earth, boundless sea, dense forest, and indestructible sharp power.

If the space within the eight veins at this moment is a real space, then how shocking such a scene should be.

However, even the scene generated in his mind surprised Xiao Ling.

"What's going on?" Xiao Ling didn't know what this change in her body was.

And after the six points of light converged, they were no longer under his control, but devoured and bit each other.

The only thing Xiao Ling could do now was to use the power of his soul to block these six points of light in the center to prevent the wanton energy from destroying the meridians in his body, and as for the battle between these six points of light, it was uncontrollable.

But in fact, when Xiao Ling's six different caste forces touched, he had already faintly felt the rudiments of a space.

His brows furrowed deeply, could it be that these six points of light were producing some kind of mutation?

Xiao Ling's face changed unpredictably, and after a while, his heart finally sank into the eight-vein circulatory system.

He wanted to really experience the change in his body.

In a trance, he entered a world of constant reincarnation, and this world was the battlefield of the six groups of light points of conquest. In it, the power of the light points rotates like a flywheel.

Every time they turn, they generate new power, and the six groups of power are born and rest each other, and there is no end. However, in addition to mutual growth, there is also the power of mutual restraint.

After each round, when a new force is generated, an equal amount of old power must dissipate and leave.

And in this continuous battle, the suction force generated by the collision of the six light points actually pulled the two small light points that stayed near the leyline and the vein not far away.

Although the energy of those two light spots was very weak, after entering the battlefield, they were not directly annihilated by the other six light clusters as Xiao Ling imagined, but survived in the cracks in the battle between the six light clusters.

In this process, the eight points of light formed a wonderful reincarnation realm, no more than one point, not one point less.

Unless it is joined by an external force, this new energy world is an autonomous world with complete reading power, and unless Xiao Ling dies, there will never be any change. Faintly, there was a trace of consciousness in Xiao Ling's heart, such a change, I am afraid that even Ling Xiao had never thought of it.

In Xiao Ling's body, there is indeed a unique space at this moment, that is, a world based on the power of the eight veins.

Although there are countless other forces in this world, such as wind, thunder, water, fog, and so on.

But the power of the eight veins is definitely the most basic power. As long as the eight veins are complete, this world can be maintained and continue to expand. And among the eight veins, there is undoubtedly a very small space for energy to flow.

The foundation of this space is the power of the eight veins that Xiao Ling has cultivated, as long as the power of the eight veins continues to circulate, then this space will never disappear. Xiao Ling's face slowly changed, and he suddenly thought of something that was likely to be his surname.

Once he successfully uses the power of the eight veins to gather the top, and completes the power of the earth veins and the tong veins, will the space within the eight veins become a completely new power?

Will he be able to control a power that is unique in this world to him through the power of the pulse?

As soon as he thought of this, even Xiao Ling felt a pang of excitement.

Exclusive to one's own power, but something that has only been heard of in legends, since the Tian Yuan Continent has the system of eight veins, it has never heard of the existence of power beyond these eight veins......

Although Xiao Ling already has a method of controlling the eight veins that is different from ordinary people, it is just a few more options than others, how can it be compared with his own power.

Sighing softly, Xiao Ling suppressed this delusion, this idea is good, but it is not easy to achieve.

This process must be proficient in the mind of the eight veins, and the heart method of the vein system of the vein of the pulse and the earth vein, Xiao Ling has not been lifted, judging from the mental method practiced by his other six veins, if the mental method of the remaining two veins is only cultivated in an extremely ordinary mental method, it will definitely not be able to achieve the balance of the eight veins, which is definitely not something that can be done in a moment or three, since this is the case, it is useless to think too much.

He reined in his mind, and the forces of six different castes hovered within the eight veins, as if trying to maintain a point of balance.

However, due to the weakness of the leylines and veins, this energy can only barely be maintained now, and it is undoubtedly whimsical to want to further fuse.

It's just that after a while, Xiao Ling was surprised to find that the six powers that already existed were slowly assimilated by those inside.

At first, the three systems of cloud, thunder, and body forces were intertwined with each other, but in just a moment's effort, the power of the eight veins began to adjust to the master.

All the power is transformed extremely quickly, and the strength of the six systems weakens by one point with each turn.

And in the center of the eight veins, a new energy is gradually becoming stronger.

When Xiao Ling woke up from his conjecture, he suddenly found that the power of the eight veins had completely reached a preliminary balance.

At this point, Xiao Ling, who couldn't cry or laugh, reluctantly withdrew from the cultivation state.

When she opened her eyes, Xiao Ling really had a feeling of speechlessness in her heart.

Now the power of the eight veins in his body has stabilized, and there is no sign of rioting, but just now he tried to mobilize this new power, but he found that the newly generated energy was as brittle as a newborn baby, as if it would shatter at the slightest touch.

And Xiao Ling tried to mobilize the energy of other veins according to the past, but those energies were like guards, dutifully guarding the new power, and they were not moved by Xiao Ling at all.

Seeing such a scene, Xiao Ling was also extremely depressed, he didn't expect that one of his whims would bring such a result.

At present, he is difficult to ride a tiger, and he is in a dilemma.

But if he doesn't solve this problem as soon as possible, he won't have the strength to protect himself if he encounters danger in the future.

For a while, Xiao Ling was also frowning, constantly thinking about countermeasures.

(To be continued)