Chapter 117: A Red Rope
The so-called Secret Sutra of the Spirit Sect is also a rare powerful mental method in this heaven and earth, and the requirements are also extremely harsh, it can be said that the reason why the Spirit Sect withered at the beginning, in addition to devouring the spirit beast, is also inseparable from the secret scripture of the Spirit Sect, after all, this is one of the inheritance of the Spirit Sect, if there is no successor, then the withering will only be a matter of time.
Fortunately, Nan Liyue is also a once-in-a-lifetime good seedling, and she was able to cultivate the mental method left over from this ancient spirit sect.
However, there is also a disadvantage of this mental method, that is, it cannot be combined with others, if it is forced to unite, then the combined person cannot leave, otherwise, the body will be abnormal.
At this moment, Nan Liyue's blindness in both eyes can be said to be a large part of the reason because of this, she doesn't know if this change in her eyes will continue forever, but her heart has been determined, as long as her life is still there, then even if she can't see the world with her eyes, as long as she can find Fang He, let alone lose her eyes, even if she is willing to pay for her life.
After thinking about the matter clearly, Nan Liyue returned to the room with the help of the maid, after all, it was extremely rare to be able to stand outside the room for so long without replenishing her energy for so long.
Fortunately, although this strange space has a strong binding force, it is not lacking in aura, and it can still be cultivated, and with the deepening of the cultivation of consciousness return, she also found that the benefits of this binding force for cultivation are also extremely obvious, according to her estimate, if she can reach the speed of external spiritual power condensation in this space, then after going out, not to mention sweeping the monks of the same level, at least she is one of the top people in the same level.
It is said that it is cultivation, in fact, the most appropriate term should be recuperation, after all, her body has been dry for a long time, and after the spiritual energy is replenished at this time, her momentum has also climbed, until it has reached the standard momentum of a monk in the realm of life and death before stopping.
After stopping, Nan Liyue's voice and smile resurfaced in her mind, so she walked to the window, slowly picked up the pen on the desk, and expressed her thoughts in words.
Nan Liyue, who was sitting in front of the window, wrote and wrote, and at the end of the writing, a tear suddenly slipped from the corner of her eye, and a magnificent piece of sunshine entangled a few weeping willows outside the house, firmly gluing together this piece of longing.
This moment is like eternity.
The two maids also saw this scene, and they were also very distressed for this young lady in their hearts, looking at Nan Liyue's eyes, there were tears flickering, although they didn't know Fang He, they knew Fang He, if they could, they were even willing to turn into Fang He at this moment.
However, there are not so many ifs in this world, so they can only accompany Nan Liyue and feel the sadness and longing in Nan Liyue's heart until she smiles again.
Time flies, no matter how cruel the reality is, whether they live in pain or not, those who remain can only face life with a smile, even if this kind of laughter is just a forced smile, at least they can retain a hope for life.
It's easy to say, but it's hard to do, day after day, year after year, as if she has forgotten time, in these days, she can often see a bright red figure standing in this bizarre and strange space, she can't forget the reluctance and uneasiness in Fang He's heart when he disappeared, and she can't force a smile.
I don't know when, she changed out of the fairy rhyme Luo dress she had always had, changed into a gorgeous red dress, and then wrapped a red cloth in front of her eyes, never saw anyone, never asked anything, just wished to be a bride, to be a person, to be a returnee.
In Nan Liyue's situation, Tianyunzi naturally saw it in his eyes and hurt in his heart, but he couldn't help it, and he persuaded him, but he couldn't persuade Nan Liyue to persuade the haze in his heart, and in the long run, he could only rely on her, because he knew that this kind of thing could not be persuaded.
However, although he couldn't persuade this young lady, he didn't ignore it, but personally guarded the gate of this space, not letting anyone come in and disturb him, and at the same time not letting Nan Liyue go out, at least she was like this, he would never let her go out, even if he really wanted to go out, he could follow her in time and protect her with all his heart, just like he protected Fang He in the first place, just like he protected Fang Yan in the previous life.
Did Fang He die like this? Actually, no, but it's not much worse than death, and even worse than death.
When he was just inhaled by the whirlpool, he could clearly feel that under this suction, the power in his body was rapidly draining, including spiritual power, the power of the Great Dao, the power of yin and yang, and even his entire body was almost torn to pieces.
However, even so, when the power in his body was sucked clean, he still passed out.
The process of losing strength is very long, but in fact it is very short, almost in the blink of an eye, so that he has no way to resist it, and can only let his body be swept into this vortex and roll into the unknown distance.
Time flies like a white horse, this whirlpool is actually a spatial passage, Fang He has been drifting in this passage since he was swept in, gradually, he woke up, opened his heavy eyelids, and the dazzling light made his long-closed eyes a little painful.
However, he had no strength at all, and he couldn't do it with the naked eye if he wanted to raise his hand, so he could only squint slightly, silently feeling the shuttle of light in this spatial passage, and for a while he didn't know whether it was his own movement or the passage's movement.
This went on for a long, long time, and when his mind was about to break, the light in his eyes finally disappeared, and in its place was a clear blue sky, and scattered white clouds in the sky.
At this point, his wandering in the space passage was over, and the strange thing was that at this moment, he actually felt very hungry, very thirsty, and his feet were weak, so he could only lie down like this.
Fortunately, the place where he was lying was by a small stream, and the water was flowing through his cheek, so that he would not die of lack of water in the sun.
After all, he is too weak now, and he is in the scorching sun, and he has spent so much time in the space passage, it can be said that even a three-year-old child can easily kill him now.
Maybe he shouldn't have died, although his body was weak enough to be in this situation, he still had a breath, and it was still quiet here, not only did he not see anyone, not even mosquitoes.
To be honest, the environment was still weird, even weirder than anywhere he'd been before, but he couldn't manage that much at the moment.
Fortunately, it didn't take much effort for him to drink water at this moment, because half of the corners of his mouth were already soaked in water, but when he opened his mouth slightly, the stream water flowed into his body along the corners of his mouth.
Gradually, after drinking the water, Fang He was finally able to feel a trace of strength in his body, so he sat up slowly and looked at this strange place carefully.
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