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The words were very short, only this one sentence, and he did not hear anyone answer, and he did not know whether this voice had existed in the heavens and the earth for a long time, or if it had just been said. He changed another river wave, and heard a voice say: "Jinghe Xiuchun Bend is the Demon Domain, you should try not to go there." There was also a warning in these words, Chen Jing still couldn't hear where the voice came from, I don't know how far it was, I don't know if it was men, women and children.

Once upon a time, Jinghe embroidered spring bend has also become a demon domain in the eyes of others, since when has the little river god also become the existence of don't try not to provoke in your mouth. Whether it is for others or Chen Jing, it is impossible to tell, but this is the case, all of this is the accumulation of lives in front of the River Temple.

After listening for a while, it dawned on him that in the midst of the river he could only hear about himself, and that in that sentence he had to have his own name, and nothing else. I just don't know if these words were just said, or if they were said a long time ago.

"If these words have been said a long time ago......" Chen Jing seemed to discover again at this time, this world turned out to be so vast and mysterious, ethereal, and gave him a feeling of being within reach, as long as he went further, he could learn more. Chen Jing suddenly remembered a sentence in his heart: "Watching the avenue gives birth to magical powers." ”

And what he looked at was the water of the Jing River, his heart, and everything he had learned.

He pondered about his own realm, and there was a sentence in the Taoist book he had read in Qianluo Mountain to describe it: "The heart is like a mirror reflecting the heaven and the earth, and a thought does not give birth to life and death." ”

In that book, it is said that people who can have this kind of realm can realize some special supernatural powers, such as Shunfeng Ear and Clairvoyance, which are born through this realm. Although Chen Jing didn't know who had practiced it, it was written in that book, which means that someone must have done it.

When he first attained the divine throne, he had heard the people in the village in front of the river talk about him, but at that time they were full of resentment, deep resentment, and close proximity, so Chen Jing could easily hear it. But this time it was different, and the person who spoke this time didn't know that it was tens of thousands of miles away, let alone when.

"I wanted to re-cultivate the Fa, but I didn't think about it, but I realized this kind of supernatural power." Chen Jing thought secretly: "Let's call it Turbidity River View!" Observe the turbid waves, one wave and one world. ”

Chen Jinghui has many cultivation methods, but it is extremely difficult to recreate his own cultivation methods. Entering the world where there is only one ** river wave with one heart and one thought, and focusing his mind on one of the waves, his voice immediately became clear, only to hear the voice and say: "Chen Jing, have you heard of Chen Jing, have you heard of it?" ”

"Who is this Chen Jing, haven't you heard of it, is it comparable to the moon-watching Dao in our city?"

"Hehe, the things of the immortal family are different from each other, how can we talk about the high and low, since you don't know, I will tell you about Chen Jing, the god of Jinghe in Jiuhuazhou. Since we want to talk about him, we have to say a few of his names! ”

"What's the name?"

"Jiuhua Sword Immortal, Butterfly Demon King, Jinghe Resentful Spirit ......"

"This, how can there be such a ......?"

Chen Jing suddenly cut off when he heard this, and didn't listen to it anymore, it was obvious that this was a mortal person. Chen Jing never knew that he still had these names, but each nickname could evoke his memories. He chose a wave with the strongest feelings, and listened carefully, and the other sounds immediately subsided, but he didn't hear any sound, but from this wave, he clearly felt a thought that seemed to penetrate time and space.

There are thoughts, joys, shyness, resentment, and uneasiness in this thought, and these emotions reflect in Chen Jing's heart through the river waves. Chen Jing immediately thought of one, this person was Gu Mingwei from Baling City, this feeling he had felt from Gu Mingwei when he went to Baling City.

When he thought of Gu Mingwei, the river wave immediately became clear, and slowly an image appeared in the river wave, more and more bright, more and more clear, sure enough, it was Gu Mingwei, only to see a woman in blue clothes standing at the head of the city in the river wave and looking into the distance. The city walls are mottled, the woman stands still, her hair and skirt fluttering in the wind, giving people a feeling of extreme loneliness, but in the city behind the woman, it is dark, as if it is the entrance to the abyss.

Chen Jing couldn't help but sigh in his heart, at that time he wanted to save the people in Baling City, and in the end, the entire Baling City still did not escape the fate of death. Gu Mingwei didn't survive, and those ghosts in Baling City didn't extend their lives in another way. Because their thoughts as human beings have completely dispersed, leaving only resentment before death, allowing them to live forever in Baling City, living in resentment.

Gu Mingwei is even more so, she not only inherited the unforgettable resentment before her death, but also regarded the fantasy in her heart as a real thing, she was lost, lost in resentment and beautiful fantasies, and she could never wake up. The resentful spirits are like this, which makes Chen Jing can't help but think of the secluded and cyan bamboo flute in the city of King Qin Guang, Gu Mingwei compared with the invisible resentful spirits in Baling City that can only turn into resentment, there are more colorful ribbons tied to the hair, which is similar to the cyan pen flute in Youyou's hand, and it must be a special spiritual object.

Chen Jingyi pointed out, shattered this river wave, and the waves in his eyes disappeared instantly, returning to reality, what he saw was the dark night sky, and under the river embankment was the turbid river waves surging tirelessly downstream.

This view of turbid waves was realized by Chen Jing by chance, at the beginning, he could only hear the words with his own name, and then he was able to see Gu Mingwei on the head of Baling City through the river waves, Chen Jing couldn't help but think about it, it was obvious that this view of turbid rivers did not stop there, and what he controlled now was only the skin. There is no one in heaven and earth who can become earth-shattering supernatural powers with a little comprehension, all of them are after a little understanding, work hard to practice, and take a little bit of it as an opportunity to eventually derive the supernatural powers that penetrate the heavens and the earth.

The view of the turbid waves of the Jing River comprehended by chance is that after Chen Jing's efforts for many years, he suddenly touched the line of rules of heaven and earth, which is mysterious and hazy. Suddenly, he remembered that there was a way to find people in "Witch Spell", and he remembered the way of divination with the Taoist priest in Baling City back then. These two kinds of mystical and mystical spells are quite similar to this view of turbid waves.

The way to find people in "Witch Spell" is based on the personal belongings of the person being searched, and then ask the heaven and earth, and finally get the answer, and the Taoist priest in Baling City divination, although Chen Jing does not know the fundamental mystery, but he also knows that the traction of people's minds is the key point, if the thoughts are strong, the person or thing found is more clear.

Chen Jing thought of this, decided to give it a try, looking at the river waves, touching the silk rhyme in his heart, the eyes of the Fan Shuijing River slowly appeared in his heart, a ** wave, a wave, Chen Jing's ears from the river waves came from a noisy sound, casually ordered a wave into it, what he heard was actually the words he had heard before, he suddenly understood that in this world as long as he talked about his own words can be heard, and it will always exist between heaven and earth, this kind of mysterious mystery made his heart move, intuition told him that this is an opportunity, if he can break through, There must be other spells that can be spawned.

Chen Jing's comprehension of the concept of turbidity waves is naturally supernatural for him, and he moves with a thought, but if he wants to teach it to others, it is not so easy, he has to describe what he has comprehended, and set the method of cultivation, which becomes a magic of cultivation.

This is the supernatural power that Chen Jing has comprehended, and listening to things in his ears is like instinct. He thought to himself not to hear any more conversations about himself, and the voices immediately faded until they were completely inaudible. He only thought about it for a moment and understood that this was because the thought had a heart, and everything was born from the mind, a thought, a wave, a wave, a world.

He settled down, imagining Ye Qingxue's appearance, hoping to appear like Gu Mingwei, but the waves didn't have the slightest reaction at all, and there was no trace of Ye Qingxue's breath.

He wanted to be able to see Ye Qingxue like he saw Gu Mingwei, but obviously he couldn't, he was able to see Gu Mingwei before because Gu Mingwei was also thinking about Chen Jing, so after Chen Jingsheng sensed, he was able to see her through the river waves, but Ye Qingxue was not.

Immediately after that, he thought about the void spirit, Yan Luoniang, and shells in his mind, none of which could be presented in the river waves. After being silent for a while, he suddenly wanted to draw the person he wanted to find in the waves, which was not simply based on his mind and thoughts, but his movement, like a thin rod appeared in the river waves, stirring this quiet river wave as if it was about to break, he hurriedly used his hands to protect this wave that seemed to be broken, wiped the waves with both hands, and finally embraced it. This is a subconscious move, and the consciousness of his protection is generated in the heart, and everything is in the mind.

But in front of the temple of reality, Chen Jing's Yin God had spread his hands in front of him at some point, slowly and cautiously. However, when his hands were spread, the aura frantically gathered in his hands, and a layer of water light slowly appeared where his hands passed, this water light was extremely thin, as if it could be blown away in one breath, and Chen Jing's hands finally stopped when they were holding a circle.

In the dark world, the sky is dotted with stars, and the starlight sprinkled between the sky and the earth cannot bring light to this dark world, and the sun and moon, which symbolize light, have fallen silent at this time.