A vast and boundless sea of glow.

A primordial spirit walked out of the mist and light, flew in the seemingly illusory and illusory scene, and looked around.

Although the villain is pinched, his demeanor is lifelike, and at this moment he seems to be groaning and lowering his eyebrows, and his eyes seem to be shining much larger than at the beginning.

Just now, Chen Yu tried to submerge his body into the huge barrier formed by the four-colored smoke and haze, but he was finally blocked out, not to mention the irritable and ferocious Xia light erosion that was like water pouring oil on the pan at that time, and there was a powerful repulsion that was crowding him out, unwilling for him to enter.

"The flesh cannot enter or leave ......"

The next moment, pieces of tulle-like blue light overflowed from the body, and the stubby and small hands were stretched, as if the door had been opened out of thin air.

The spectacle could still only be pulled apart by less than an inch, even tighter than when it was outside the sky, and the slender world was barely visible from the naked eye.

"The physical body can't do it, the wonder scene can, and it blocks part of the power of the Xiaguang Sea."

Thinking about it carefully, he gradually had some ideas in his mind, and the performance of Xia Guanghai after the Yuan Shen Body entered the Xia Guanghai even more confirmed the speculation in his heart.

Looking down, the ocean of light and mist below, which is like an abyss and its unknowable depth, is not quiet at all, and it erupts all the time, and the torrents are one after another, and it is difficult to stop even for a moment.

Whew-

The primordial spirit swallowed, and a flash of silver light shot out from the body, twisting the large vermilion mist that came from not far away into a piece of foam, and then dispersed.

This is not a good place to stay long.

Chen Yu resisted exploration and curiosity, buried some vaguely straightened out thoughts in his heart, and planned to wait for the spirit to be more majestic in the future and the spirit of the Yuan Shen to carry it here for a longer time before carefully verifying one or two.

As for the moment, he still has to hurry.

The spirit was slightly outward, while stirring, canceling, and smoothing with the swarming glow, while feeling the vague sense that lingered in the consciousness.

After a while, Chen Yu was a little disappointed, and his little face drooped. The seed of the primordial god that he separated did not seem to transmit the corresponding induction, but the original induction of unknown source always existed.

Maybe it really has something to do with the spirit.

He followed the perception, splitting the light and fog all the way, there should be a lot of giant walls formed by the four-color mist in the sea of light, and there are interior scenes inside.

This space connects most of the interior scenes on a certain level, and is a good place to borrow it.

But the sea of light is boundless, at least it is not smaller than the present world, as for who is bigger than the outer heavens, this needs to wait for Chen Yu to find the boundary of the outer heavens to know.

So far, if the entry and exit positions of the interior scenes projected through the Taoist temple remain unchanged each time, then three interior scenes have been discovered within the radius of two flight hours with this as the center.

One of them is the Luoxia Rock, where a fish monster was born. The second is Heijo. The last one is the one on Yuanyang Peak, where there was a book monster turning into a scripture building.

"Yuanyang Peak has only returned once, and it is not realistic to go from the interior of the Taoist temple, and it is possible to find it for a long time."

Because there is no connection between the two places. In addition, I don't know up and down here, and it is difficult to distinguish between left and right, front and back, so it's too easy to get lost. If it weren't for the fact that there were a lot of spiritual plants planted in Qingtai Mountain, which radiated spiritual opportunities as anchor points, it was estimated that it would take more time for Chen Yu to make a round trip.

Beside him, a circle of smoke clouds was hot, scorching on the body of the Yuan Shen, the magic robe was still holding on, but there was no more silver quill as a supplement, this shirt that had already become tattered under the brilliant thunder, at this time, it quickly dimmed as soon as it was hit by the sun, and I wanted to help him go halfway at most.

"The vestments could have been restored with mental power."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh, his previous behavior of devoting himself to the thunder light was somewhat underconsidered, but if he didn't put the magic robe on the primordial god and couldn't survive the end, he could only say that he was willing to give and take. However, he regretted that the robes were too broken and beyond the limit of repair.

After ripening, the bamboo rice Chen Yu has been eaten, and it is not of much use, and it is not as good as Qiudaomai in all aspects. He planted the surplus bamboo rice on the edge of the field, relying on the newly transplanted green bamboo.

According to the last experience, it takes at least four months for the bamboo rice to mature. Bamboo rice that has been cultivated from the spirit seed will only wait longer.

The newly planted mangosteens here will not be harvested until June or July. After all, unlike directly ripening with a large amount of spiritual fluid, the alienation of spiritual energy is slower.

Buzzing!

Just thinking about farming, a row of purple mist gathered and crashed into the waves. Chen Yu didn't waste his mental strength to fight against it, he rushed straight upwards more than how high, and continued to move forward after passing the other party.

Interrupting his thoughts, he stopped thinking about it and concentrated on his journey. There are still some strange places in the sea of glow, and if he accidentally encounters and steps into it, even if he can't directly destroy this primordial god body like thunder, he can consume his spiritual power in the process of dealing with it.

The gains outweigh the losses, these strange and dangerous places actually have no treasures to bring, and there is no way to make up for them.

After speeding all the way, bypassing several dangerous places one after another, Chen Yu finally saw the vague shadow of the huge barrier.

The speed suddenly increased, turning into a brilliant flame and falling into the thick wall of smoke.

The familiar crampedness and difficulty are difficult, but the corrosiveness has been reduced, and the consumption of the Yuan Shen has suddenly decreased by several percent, and after entering the smoke wall from the Xiaguang Sea, the gap is obvious, Chen Yu breathed a sigh of relief, this time he ate two more Gu Shen Pills, plus there are strange scenes to protect the body, so the power of the Yuan Shen Body is much more than last time.

This time around, I think I'll have more time to explore.

……

Pingcheng has been relatively stable in recent times. Since the natives of the fighting side attacked Dingtao and burned the camp and grain and grass, the general of Zhenxi Song was furious and immediately led the army to pull.

Successively in the Sifang Mountain, Kanshekou, Yuya Valley and other places will fight, more victories and fewer defeats, a lot of gains. However, for some reason, the offensive stopped, and the army no longer moved forward.

Seeing this, hundreds of thousands of natives on the other side, including Tongfang and Liqu, attacked in shifts day and night, and fled far away from the mountains and forests when they missed a blow, unable to touch and caught, and let the imperial army curl up in the position and scold.

Even so, the army still did not move forward, at most occasionally dispatched some squads to come and go.

The two sides fought happily, but it was hard for the ordinary people who were struggling to survive on the land of the three states.

Xizhou is still good, only in the border area of a few county governments have had military disasters, but a mountain is separated by hundreds of miles of Tongfang and Li Canal, the local people are more ignorant, forcible and plundering, there are countless idle and numerous, rape, adultery, robbery, and even cooking cannibalism There are not a few.

"Damn it!"

In the teahouse, a group of people were filled with righteous indignation, the original way was that there were homeless people fleeing from the southeast of the mansion under the rule of the Dangfang, the rickety old woman couldn't cry, protecting her grandson and begging, and confided in her words that her son and daughter-in-law were all dead and on the way.

When everyone heard this, they were a little moved.

There are large armies entrenched on the west, north, and east sides of the stone.

Li Qu has already fallen into the flames of war.

The local people were miserable, some of them were taken captive by the natives to be pawns and cannon fodder, and some fled into the mountains to escape the troubled times.

The rest of the people who could walk around also left, either to the state capital further east, or to cross the mountains to avoid the wolf smoke and enter the western state.

Guangyong Mansion is a little farther away, and now it is barely calm.

"Damn it!" Some people drink tea and echo it, but they are scholars holding cards, feather fans, and wearing cloth towels.

One before the other, the two should be killed slightly different.

"Those natives are hateful, they eat human flesh raw, and they are even worse than livestock!"

Listening to someone talking, everyone in the building spoke one after another, since the start of the war, Song Butcher left Guangyong with a large number of sergeants, and went to the southeast to fight, now not only Pingcheng, the atmosphere of more than a dozen surrounding cities is more lively than a few days ago, and there is a lot less depressing.

"The Song butcher is not bad, as the general of Zhenxi who was ordered by the imperial court, the military festival of the southwest of Ping, and the marquis of Anyang...... I didn't think about serving the court, and I couldn't pacify the people and soothe the disaster, only dozens of miles away, and the soldiers were like turtles, cowardly and did not fight. ”

Tea is not like wine, and it can't get drunk. Therefore, there is some measure in what you say, for the butcher is not a reasonable man, and has once slashed the head of a man who speaks indiscriminately with a large knife.

……

At the beams of the house, a trace of three-color light that ordinary people can't see is flooding. Blue, silver, and gold, all soft.

Chen Yu, who opened the strange scene, listened to the people under him talk about the mountain, and at the same time sorted out the previous harvest in the interior scene.

The interior of Pingcheng is really not bad, I didn't look for it carefully when I came back, and now I finally found it after digging three feet into the ground.

The first is the Secret Treasure of the Interior. A spoon made of ash and a gilded feather coat.

The former was bred from a creeper several feet high. Attached to the outer wall of Chengyuyuan, the roots spread far away. Chen Yu looked carefully and confirmed that this was the source of his attraction.

"I didn't expect it to be because of those beans."

Bigu beans have not been preserved until now, but there is an inspiration in it, perhaps it was accidentally integrated into the interior scene, and some indescribable changes have occurred, which has survived to this day.

Even the creeper was surrounded by vines, which may have been due to this.

The spoon, which is a secret treasure, hangs on the top. After Chen Yu easily took it in his hand, the raw material collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared.

Another treasure comes from a moving stream of water.

Transparent, the golden feather coat floated in it, and when I met him, I still had a slight tendency to attack, and then I was wiped out by my spiritual power.

With the two secret treasures in hand, plus the previous one that had not yet been studied, Chen Yu now has a lot of interior secret treasures in his hands, whether it is testing or absorbing after crushing, there is room for improvement.

Put it in his body for the time being, and when he goes back for a while, he will have to break one piece, and he can feel that while resisting the chaos of people's thoughts, the wonder is rapidly depleting. When you can't sustain it anymore, you'll need mental power to play.

This time, there was no ointment to make up for it, and the vestment was torn.

After cleaning up his mood, Chen Yu stayed in the interior of Chengyuyuan for a long time, and basically figured out some things

He was now going to go to Yuanyang Peak to see how his Yuanshen Seed was doing, and then he would return.

The people in the teahouse below him were still discussing, some people shouted that the world was difficult, and some people whispered and scolded Song Butcher.

Chen Yu couldn't control the chaos and left. Before leaving, an invisible silver ray fell from the sky, split into three, and merged into the door, cowardly wandering, but rarely cared for, an old man and two small necks.

Even though I could see the miserable old woman in the three of them, she quickly faded away, as if she was surging with a little vitality, and her spirit was not full, but she was also active.

Bowed her head and looked at her two grandchildren lovingly, the old woman's eyes were a little more flame, for some reason, it seemed that she had more hands out of thin air to soothe the sorrow and pain in her brain, she still had to take care of her grandchildren, and she couldn't let her son and daughter-in-law die in vain!

What happened behind him and didn't say much, Chen Yu didn't have the ability to take care of the people in the world, and when he met what he could to help, this was his heart, he couldn't be regarded as a compassionate and benevolent person, but he didn't lose his empathy after all.

"Legend has it that immortals have no sorrow or joy, and are out of the world, almost taking all things as dogs, and treating the wicked, good, beautiful, ugly, good, friends, and enemies as equals."

Really? False yes?

Chen Yu didn't know, he only knew that he was cultivating his own nature, a straight word, not as many bells and whistles as in the story. Regardless of the realm or the technique, from beginning to end, even including spiritual energy and spiritual fluid and other cultivation resources, it all depends on hand rubbing.

"I don't think I'm going to be like that."

What is so good about the clay carvings in the legend, or the days of nesting in the mountains, sometimes farming, sometimes groping and cultivating, make him more comfortable.

Unconsciously, Yuanyang Peak arrived.

The strange scene couldn't support it on the road and was closed by him, and at this moment, he relied on the remaining mental strength to resist people's thoughts, but fortunately, this area was secluded enough, and people's thoughts were not chaotic.

Just came to the pavilion, and before he could look for it, a small figure came into his eyes - the little female crown at that time?

Of course, the girl was not crowned, her robe was wide, and she could see that she was not very old, and her face was round and pink.

Chen Yu stepped forward, followed behind the other party, and watched the girl holding a stack of tall books, more than a dozen books. I was tired more than my forehead.

A pair of big black eyes poked left and right, and they staggered under their feet.

After walking for a while, his perception was released momentarily, but he still couldn't sense the existence of the primordial god seed. Could it be that the male servant is not here today?

Soon he realized that he had a fork in his mind—it was not that the Dao servant was no longer there, but that the seed of the primordial god had dried up and withered, and there was nothing left.

Lying in the corner of the ribs, the seeds were almost overflowing, leaving only a shriveled layer of skin.

Chen Yu was silent for a moment and waved his hand to get rid of it.

The gaze fell on the front, a large and a small two people sat cross-legged opposite each other, and the latter sat upright, one at a glance. The little roadmaid who has no way to walk is suffocating red, and his appearance is a little funny.

However, unlike before, the Taoist servant, who was mentally affected and became a lot smarter, gritted his teeth and persevered, and did not scratch his ears and cheeks at every turn.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and the Taoist servant instinctively shuddered. The round eyes looked around and found that the ruler of the master had been quietly placed on his side - the sound came from the opposite side not far away, and the obedient girl with a crooked bun had red eyes, and Zhang Huang leaned over to pick up the scriptures on the ground at a loss.

The Taoist servant glanced at the white-bearded Taoist in front of him, gritted his teeth and stood up, trembling and tiptoeing, as if he wanted to help the stupid sister clean up before the master entered the meditation and woke up.

Chen Yu took this scene into his eyes, and then saw the old Taoist priest who had not moved on the side pressed the corners of his eyebrows slightly, and a slight smile was faintly outlined under his beard.

The friendship between the children inevitably moved the old man a little.

On the side, the attention of another outsider was different-most of the primordial god seeds were scattered, but the rest was somewhat absorbed by the little boy, and under the influence, the other party looked much more intelligent than before.

Chen Yu's jaw head, it seems that compared to the effect brought by simple spiritual casting, the seed of the Dividing Yuan Shen is more gentle, calm, and the effect is more prominent.

It's just that...... Why hasn't the spirit changed?

Wisdom doesn't have much effect on spirituality...... Not only that, I haven't seen it before, but now the old Taoist priest on the side is not surprisingly the semi-reclusive Yu Qimeng, whose life experience is quite legendary, and it has been rumored that the other party has accepted the guidance of a certain Taoist monarch.

However, the more the Yuan Shen body floated in the air, the more strange his face became, how could this famous true cultivator not even be as spiritual as the girl who was stirring her little finger and full of apologies?

Could it be that the amount of spirituality is also related to age?

Sorry, I went too far with my colleague today and didn't make it up

(End of chapter)