Jokes aside, it's also true that the challenge of pounding the pestle has been going on for days without progress.

Wei Yi went up, but his Dao system was powerless against such a mysterious realm, which was doomed, and he himself understood it in his heart; Fighting and acting are not exactly the same thing.

Gu Zai also went up, but his demon couldn't gnaw on the medicine pestle, and the blood river couldn't do any corrosion of the medicine pestle, as if there was a layer of things that always played an isolating role.

"My blood river is still short of the blood of the Heavenly Demons, and when I gather all the materials, it will be..."

On the side, Wei Yi teased, "By the time you gather together, we will become monsters here...... In my opinion, a more realistic change is, why don't you get some female devils in the river of blood, the kind with big mouths?"

Gu Zai didn't even think it was a pestle, "It makes sense, no teeth, thicker lips, flexible tongue, deeper throat.... Well, what to do, I'll have to think about it."

The Flying White Fairy felt that she had come to the wrong place, whether she was a double cultivator or not, even if she was, it was impossible to do such a boring thing.

Yueshu felt that she couldn't let this talk continue, "I can't hurt it, it's not because it uses any abilities beyond the realm of Jindan, Medicine King Ding reminds us that it has suppressed its realm, then it must be so, just look at the previous battle that it didn't have any bonus to those monsters.

There is a force that cuts it off from the outside world, as if it is here, but in fact it is not here, and it may be the key to cracking it."

Wei Yi no longer joked, "That's the case, my supernatural power has not found the object of the envoy at all, it is close in front of me, but it is far away in the sky, and there is no focus at all, which gives me a feeling that no matter what I do, it is useless."

Gu Zai felt the same way, "My demon didn't bite anything, there is no physical object, the strength is not increased, the law is not close to the body, if you don't solve this problem, it is useless to use any means."

The flying white fairy grew up, "I'm going, guessing like this, suffering from gains and losses, and no one has a place to go, so it's better to have a good time."

She looked at a gap where no one went up, and she went up, and she had already made up her mind in her heart, and she didn't hesitate; Stretching out his hand, like a paintbrush, he swayed and painted on the medicine pestle, and in an instant, a picture of spring appeared in the eyes of everyone.

The mountains are green, the water is green, the flowers, birds, fish and insects, the characters are beautiful, lifelike, vivid.

Wei Yi said with a smile; "I know her roots, the Blue Elephant Realm splashes ink Dao, a very intentional Dao Gate, known for its elegance and elegance, Brother Hou, your words are too rude, blasphemy against the fairy, it really shouldn't be."

Hou Yu rolled her eyes, "It's as if you didn't say anything, and it's not that you're alluding to people's big mouths."

Gu Zai was in the middle, "We do have something wrong, but you started it, and you can't push it."

Hou Yu looked carefully, "This is painting the four seasons? Spring dawn, summer mao, autumn kill, winter rin?"

Wei Yi sighed, "Daomen does have more means than us in this regard, this is to use the changes of the four seasons to peel off the mysterious isolation of the medicine pestle, there is already a faint shadow of the way of time in it, the idea is very good, but why do I think this has nothing to do with time?"

Gu Zai frowned, "It's not time, obviously it's not space, it's a pity that we can't understand the Great Dao in a realm like ours, what does that have to do with it?"

Yue Shu said coldly, "You guys think about it, they all say that the medicine pestle has been suppressed in the realm, how can it still use these avenues? Is there a possibility that it is the Purple Mansion?"

A few people were stunned for a moment, and then suddenly it was true that it was the inheritance of the blue sky, and this sensitivity was difficult for others to reach.

Each of them, deep or shallow, felt the changes in the Purple Mansion in the process of fighting with the Innate Spirit Treasure this time, and no one could hide from it; Since light or darkness has always pointed to the Purple Mansion, it seems that it is not surprising that the medicine pestle now has the ability to apply the Purple Mansion.

The Splendid Monks all have the ability of the Purple Mansion, which is of course within the permissible range of being suppressed, but they don't understand it and are not familiar with it.

Looking at a few people, Hou Yu shrugged, "Don't look at me, I don't understand."

The Four Seasons of the Flying White Fairy

The painting came to an end, but no matter how many colors changed or the seasons reincarnated, the medicine pestle was still there, unresponsive.

knew that she had failed, but there was no disappointment on her face, which was what she expected; There are many Taoist systems to try, and there is no shortage of her.

Next is the performance of the Taoist monks and the Buddhist monks, it is an eye-opener to watch, compared with the things demonstrated by these people, those Taoist systems in the Splendid Continent are really not enough to see, this is a thousand differences in the background.

People are continuing, defeats are continuing, and in this continuation, an atmosphere of unease is dissipating. Everyone was thinking about what would happen if they really couldn't move the pestle.

Is there another way? When the twin stars conclude, will there be a good change?

There are still three days, and most of the people who have tried it have already been tried, and there are only some top-notch Dao systems recognized by the universe left, but no one knows whether they can do it or not.

Lou Yiren, the descendant of the strength of the Nine Mountains, even the spatial crack collapsed for a short time under all his strength, but the medicine pestle was unharmed.

Supreme glory, the base of the medicine pestle under the Yin-Yang Dao method is shaking, but it is still standing.

A monk can escape the medicine pestle to the Dharma world, but a little of his aura is still guarding here, ignoring the Buddha's might.

Referring to the Xuandao people, the three clear qi made the medicine pestle finally change, and it was big and small with the clear qi, but after a day, it was still expanding and contracting freely, resisting the clear qi outside, and its own foundation was not lost.

These people chose to make a move at the last moment, and it was also when the two stars were staggered, the space channel had a tendency to take shape, and the medicine pestle had to devote most of its energy to block the space connection, so they felt that there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, but even so, there was still no result after some efforts.

The rest of the time can only be measured in hours, and it is not enough time, and there is really not much time left for everyone.

There are also more than a dozen people who haven't made a move, all of them feel that their strength is not good, and they can't do anything to go up, most of them are Taoists or monks, and their best techniques have already been used before, and it is not interesting to use them again.

But there are two very special existences in it, and neither of the two sword cultivators has made a move.

The Xuan Daoist was very serious, "Yue Daoyou, but what else do you think? If you're just waiting for the pestle to distract and block the spatial connection, it's your last chance; It has been ten hours since the pestle has not increased its strength, which means that it has reached its limit, and it makes no difference whether it is equal or not."

Yueshu was cold, "I don't need others to interfere in my business."