The morning light was faint, the Qi water exploded, and the seven-star sword flew rapidly from the water, flying at high speed between the splashes, accompanied by a sharp sword sound, venting the sword intent rising from the ground.

A moment later, the jade road appeared on the edge of the water, the blue cedar shook slightly, and with a light move of his right hand, the seven-star sword roared back from the water surface, falling into his hand, and then his hand swayed slightly, and the sword scattered.

The dawn has been quiet, there are no more fluctuations in the sky, everything has calmed, and the original blue immortal sword has disappeared into the last galaxy, and I don't know where it went.

Yulu looked at the rising sun in the east, only to see the morning mist on the water surface gradually rising, reflecting the sky in the distance, like a real mountain peak, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his face was respectful but unprecedentedly heavy.

Qi Shui waves, the mist gradually dispersed, Chai Le appeared on the bank of the river, stood next to him, followed his gaze, the expression on his face remained unchanged, but his eyes were full of respect.

"The Lord of the Ling Sect has indeed become an extraordinary saint."

Yu Lu retracted his gaze, was silent for a while, and said in a deep voice: "After all, the matter of the fairy sword is related to the whole world. ”

Chai Le looked at Yulu and said with a quiet expression: "The teacher must have the teacher's plan to do things, and we disciples can only serve it, and we can't figure it out." ”

Yu Lu didn't say much, he knew that no matter how much this matter was said, there would be no end, and the purpose of the Fairy Sword's riot had not yet been clarified, the Lingmen Sect Master, who was famous in the whole world, had already made a move, the matter was over, and the only opportunity to see the truth had dissipated.

The eastern sky had already broken and the western region was still a little dim because the sun could not be touched or because of the clouds.

In the forest, the light of the Buddha gradually dissipated, and tranquility returned.

The monk of Mingshan in Wuwu Temple, looking at the eastern sky, looked quiet and melodious, as if bathed in the spring breeze, purified by the spring sun.

Changkong withdrew the silver spear, he stood on the city wall again, looking down at the hazy mountain peak in the east, his face was expressionless, but in fact, his heart was full of thoughts.

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Mountains, rivers, grasses and trees, all have a flower and a tree. And a flower and a tree are a world pattern.

In the past, overlooking the small world, Bai Jiu had never felt the magnificence of the plains, the majesty of the mountains, and the majesty of the ocean.

Bai Jiu closed his eyes and looked at his body, but it was not dark, but he came to another strange world.

He saw the endless plain, and he saw that the plain was far away at the end of the sky, and it was towering endlessly. However, he could not see the boundless black ocean, even though he could see farther away.

It's not the sky, it's not the mountains, it's a clear tranquility.

In the past, Bai Jiu's gaze had been looking down from above, but now his gaze was on the plain, as if his body was standing here, and the empty lake that could be seen from the sky was the clear and quiet in the distance at this time.

Bai Jiu thought, his divine consciousness took a thousand steps, straight to the end of the world, in the blink of an eye, his vision blurred, and when he was clear again, he was already in front of the lake.

The water did not roll, there was not the slightest ripple, and there was no breeze caressing. Looking at this lake up close now, Bai Jiu finally felt its strangeness.

It looks unfathomable, yet shallow as a pool, and the lake is so bright and clean that it reflects the endless sky, as if it is in harmony with it. It was like a huge mirror lying flat in the air, giving people an unusually strange feeling.

When Bai Jiu's divine consciousness fell into the endless black sea behind the mountain range, the sea water was monstrous, setting off thousands of waves, lapping the mountains, and I don't know how many sides of the sea water crossed the mountain range, and fell into the flat fertile soil like a torrent of rain, and fell into the empty lake.

Bai Jiu never knew what the majestic black sea water was, but when they fell into the lake, they did not have the slightest repulsion, but were slowly absorbed by the empty lake, and the black gradually dimmed, and finally the color was also reduced to the empty light, and it completely merged with the lake.

He couldn't think of anything cleaner in this world than the lake, because that lake was the pure true qi in his body. Now it seems that the ocean and this lake have the same attributes, and they come from the same place—the qi of heaven and earth, that is, the true qi that is incorporated into the body of the cultivator and transformed.

The black sea water can also be absorbed by the lake water, and even Bai Jiu can feel that the lake has become a little clearer after absorbing the sea water, and it is more clear and transparent than before.

Without time to take into account the cause and effect of this, Bai Jiu's gaze fell on the center of the lake, where there was a bluestone like emerald, and on top of that bluestone, Bai Jiu's spirit sat quietly crossed, surrounded by a powerful aura.

Divine deficiency is the absence of the divine spirit out of the body, merging with the ontological itself, and then the divine consciousness will then break out of the body from the inside out, that is the divine deficiency.

This process has been guided by countless sages, but there are many ways to go through the process.

Accumulation and occasional encounters, each kind of preparation before the absence of gods will have different results.

Although Bai Jiu has read a lot of books, and he has firmly remembered the process of lack of God in his heart, but in the face of his own problems, he still can't figure out how he should do it, and what the result will be if he does.

Bai Jiu's figure slowly moved forward from the water, his toes lightly touching the water, and the mirror-like lake slowly parted from his toes, like a pu fan slowly opening.

Finally, Bai Jiu's figure reached the bluestone, this was the first time he had observed this bluestone so closely, and he saw a spirit exactly like his own appearance so closely.

The cultivation technique of refining bluestone is to use the gentleness of this bluestone to nourish the spirit of sitting cross-legged on it, this technique is very difficult to cultivate, and it is rumored that only the world's first master Dongfeng Mian uses such a method.

Bai Jiu was just holding the mentality of trying it out, but what he didn't expect was that he succeeded directly without failure. This process seemed bizarre and incredible at the time, but now in Bai Jiu's opinion, it should have something to do with the black sea in his small world.

The spirit sat silently, surrounded by white light. Bai Jiu watched for a long time, and didn't make the next move, he was looking at the spirit, and it could also be said that he was looking at himself.

Ouyang Luo always said that his eyebrows were very low, and he looked very sad and lonely, obviously his eyes were very clean, but he was born like this. Bai Jiu has always laughed at this, and he is not unaware of his sad eyebrows. What's more, when he was in Xifeng's Chen family, Second Brother Chen often fell for him because of this. At that time, the sun felt very warm at any time, and Mrs. Chen's smile was so gentle and kind.

Thinking of this, Bai Jiu's heart couldn't help but feel a warmth, he rubbed his arms, stretched his legs, and then seriously looked at the spirit that was exactly the same as his own.

The gods have been waiting for him for a long time, and the same Bai Jiu is not looking forward to this moment. His hesitation, his observations, were actually only for a short period of time.

He took a step towards the bluestone, and his feet landed. Surprisingly, the smooth bluestone was not as slippery as it looked, and Bai Jiu's step fell very steadily.

He didn't hesitate any longer, and then walked up and sat down firmly on the bluestone.

The spirit merges with the original body, and then radiates a dazzling light from it. Those rays of light shot out from his body, his lowered eyebrows and delicate eyes were blurred, and the tattered hospital clothes became even brighter, as if the whole bluestone carried Bai Jiu himself, and burned.

Unexpectedly, Bai Jiu didn't feel the slightest burning pain, let alone feel unstable. There was no danger in these rays, but they were full of positive energy, which made him feel that his injuries were much better, his fatigue disappeared, Shu Tai was indescribable, he felt very strong, his control over many things became free, and he even had a feeling called freedom.

He thought, the mountains, rivers, plants and trees in the small world seemed to have shrunk countless times, but they were countless times clearer, and after his mind moved slightly, even a few petals on the flower were clearly visible.

Bai Jiu opened his eyes, and this time a blue color appeared in front of his eyes, and the feeling was magnificent.

Then he saw a thick white cloud around the blue one, and a cyclone that was gradually dissipating into view.

At this time, he realized that the blue he saw was the sky.

Then, a calm and indifferent divine consciousness slowly dispersed from his body to all directions, as if there was no end and no end.

His eyes suddenly turned white, but in his sea of knowledge, there were peaks with four distinct seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, and a vast grassland that seemed to have no boundaries, and finally in one part of the grassland, he saw a huge plane tree.

The plane tree, the branches of the green leaves are extremely luxuriant, the branches are huge and dense, the thick trunk rises from the ground in this empty grassland, like a slender peak, abruptly like a huge fan.

Just when Bai Jiu was a little curious about the plane tree and was about to take a look. A loud chirp suddenly echoed in his mind, as if a boulder had fallen into a calm stream, setting off a monstrous wave. It was even more in the sea of consciousness for a long time, and the empty sound echoed, instantly knocking Bai Jiu's divine consciousness out of the small world of mountains and rivers mirrors, and instantly returned to the body.

Bai Jiu's heart shook, and in an instant, the pores of his whole body opened, his clothes were wet with cold sweat, and in addition to surprise and fear, the immensity between his eyes that could not see slowly dissipated.

The light came into view, and Bai Jiu finally saw the scene in front of him clearly.

The small world of mountains and rivers has been restored to calm, but a few ethereal white clouds in the sky look a little thicker, making the blue of the sky more beautiful.

Some people go out into the world, some see the distance, some people travel thousands of miles, and some people return to their hometowns.

On the gimbal, the Tianyu Wooden Sword was behind him, and the Dao robe floated gently with the residual breeze, his expression was quiet and abnormal, and he looked full of dust.

His gaze never left Bai Jiu, and at this time, he saw that Bai Jiu's eyes were becoming more and more condensed, and he knew that Bai Jiu had gradually regained his clarity.

Since his cultivation, he has never despised any opponent, especially Bai Jiu. Listening to the night banquet, he saw Bai Jiu's knowledge, and in the previous battles of the Qianlong Trial, Bai Jiu proved his strength with amazing techniques again and again.

Even if it comes to the last step, even if it seems to anyone that Bai Jiu has no possibility of defeating him, he still thinks that Bai Jiu still has hole cards and the possibility of a fight.

But he never thought that Bai Jiu would win, because Bai Jiu did not have a lack of gods.

God is lacking, it takes at least dozens of days, and you need to find a suitable method for yourself from countless failures.

Even on the east side, it was still the case back then.

Daomen Tianyu has seen a lot of incredible things, and most of these incredibles belong to one person, that is, Daomen Senior Brother Yulu. Today, however, he saw something that he had never heard of.

Closing your eyes is unprecedented!