Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Fairy in White Treads the Waves

The whole network has recently been dominated by topics such as "Ran Yu", "Sealed Demon Tomb", and "Aura Revival", so that there are not many people who care about Hang Qingmeng.

The discussion was completely suppressed.

How can this work?

Xiao Yu also expects Hang Qingmeng to be born, once again detonate the topic, sensational the world, and quickly harvest a wave of luck!

He then went on a covert operation.

to increase the attention and influence of the event.

Recently, the topic of aura recovery and immortal cultivation has been very popular, which has brought the already popular Xianxia drama "Ancient Sword Immortal Yuan" to a higher level, and Hang Qingmeng's role is impressive, and is regarded as the ceiling of the fairy by countless audiences.

Such a promising new star who became popular when he debuted fell because of an accident.

So far, no one has been born, no one has died, and no corpse has been seen.

It's a pity.

At this time, the variety show group, the ancient sword fairy yuan crew, and the Yellow River Ancient Town Tourist Attraction jointly announced that the "first seven" mourning activities will be held at the scene of Hangqing Meng's fall into the river.

The message is released.

Immediate attention.

Thousands of fans of the drama and fans of Hang Qingmeng felt the scene that day.

All kinds of media will not miss such an opportunity and start reporting early with long guns and short guns.

"Good!"

"That's it!"

"It's interesting!"

Xiao Yu saw the scene of the hot scene, all kinds of mourning, all kinds of flowers, and stars from all walks of life taking the opportunity to put on a show, nodded with great satisfaction, and then switched perspectives to find Hang Qingmeng.

Inside the cave.

Hang Qingmeng sat cross-legged.

Although seven days have passed.

But there was not the slightest emaciation or emaciation.

Contrary.

Skin gets better.

The appearance and temperament are even more than before.

The ancient costumes are still dusty and white as snow, setting off the temperament of the fairy-like dust.

Hang Qingmeng only consumed one spirit fruit every day, and she did not have any hunger from beginning to end, and the spiritual energy essence contained in the spirit fruit made her about to practice the first layer of the Phantom Moon Emperor Sutra.

It can break through in half a day at most.

Xiao Yu felt that the atmosphere outside was just right at the moment.

Don't wait.

A little help.

Let her break through immediately.

By the way, the second and third layers of the Emperor's Scripture were also created.

This is enough for Hang Qingmeng to cultivate for a period of time, and all of his cultivation can reach the Ten Heavens of the Mortal Realm, which is the highest limit of the current world, and the total amount of Qi Luck spent is more than 100 points.

Hang Qingmeng only felt that he suddenly had a wonderful feeling of blessing to his soul.

The bottleneck, which would have taken about half a day to break through, was suddenly loosened.

The next moment.

From Hang Qingmeng's body.

Blooming with a dreamlike glow.

"Great, after eating the seven spirit fruits, I finally broke through, and the breakthrough time was faster than expected!"

Hang Qingmeng only felt that his body had undergone earth-shaking changes.

Every breath can attract the surrounding aura, so that they can enter the body through the acupoints of the whole body, gather in the dantian, and transform into the true yuan qi, through the meridians of the body, injected into each cell, endlessly, endlessly.

Wave your hand gently.

Release true qi in the air.

Behind the shrouded several boulders of several hundred catties.

With a single thought, the boulder floats into the air and spins around the body at high speed.

This scene.

Completely contrary to the common sense of physics.

Newton's coffin board can't be pressed!

"Is this what a cultivator is capable of?"

"My Phantom Moon Emperor Sutra has only been cultivated to the first layer, ordinary light weapons can no longer threaten me, if I can practice to the extreme to become an emperor, what a terrifying power it should be!"

"The spirit fruit has been eaten, the Phantom Moon Emperor Sutra has been cultivated, and it is time for me to leave here."

Hang Qingmeng released his true qi to envelop his whole body, and then walked directly into the pool, the cold pool water could not get close to his body, and he was always controlled six feet away from his body.

That's when it happened.

A powerful attraction came.

Pulling her in a certain direction.

Hang Qingmeng did not resist this attraction, and after about ten seconds, when he passed through a hole, the water suddenly became turbid and turbulent.

"It's out!"

Hang Qingmeng discovered.

This is the bottom of the riverbed of the Yellow River.

When she came out, the entrance to the mysterious cave closed and vanished.

The Phantom Moon Emperor can only produce one inheritor at most in each era, and after she gets this opportunity, it will be impossible for future generations to get this opportunity.

Hang Qingmeng felt the pressure around him increasing.

The flowing water of the Yellow River was too turbulent to stay for a long time with his current strength, so he urged the true essence of the whole body, separated the flowing water above his head, and then quickly went up.

…………

On the banks of the Yellow River.

The memorial service is halfway through.

Thousands of fans lined up to come to the shore to lay flowers.

The first-line leading actor of the ancient sword fairy was choking up and delivering a eulogy.

Just when the fans at the scene burst into tears and the atmosphere was just right.

"Ahh

"Look, everyone!"

"What's that!"

Everyone looked at the Yellow River.

I immediately saw an unforgettable scene.

In the turbulent water of the Yellow River, a waterspout suddenly surged, fully 20 meters high, like a huge column of water!

"Oh my God!"

"What's going on!"

"What kind of natural wonder is this?"

", there seems to be someone on that huge wave!"

I saw that above the giant water column, there was a figure with black hair up to the waist, skin like cream, and white clothes Shengxue.

The waves beneath her feet were surging and turbid, but she was spotless and light.

The contrast is very strong!

It's astounding.

"Damn!"

"There really are people!"

"Isn't that a dream!"

"She came out of the Yellow River!"

Everyone was dumbfounded in disbelief.

The A-list star who was delivering a condolence speech was even more dumbfounded.

All the media at the scene and the people who broadcast live subconsciously aimed their cameras at her.

Hang Qingmeng fell into the turbulent Yellow River, and the hope of survival was almost zero, not to mention that he had been lost for seven days, how could he still be alive?

However.

At this moment.

The facts are in front of you.

Hang Qingmeng is not only alive.

And he walked on the waves, spotless, like a fairy.

When Hang Qingmeng manipulated the waves to send himself out of the water, he was also confused in the face of the dense crowd that quickly surrounded him, as well as various mobile phones and cameras that were shooting at him.

Oops!

It's going to be a sensation now!

Hang Qingmeng never thought of being so high-profile!

After all, Pifu is innocent and guilty, if he becomes the only cultivator in this world, wouldn't he have to be sliced and studied?

However.

That's it.

There is no other way.

Hang Qingmeng stubbornly manipulated the current and sent himself to the shore, and everyone looked at each other, a little in awe for a while.

After a brief silence.

The crowd erupted in cheers again.

"Dream!"

"Dream!"

"Qingmeng is not dead!"

"That's great!"

Like a shark smelling blood, the reporter frantically rushed over with all kinds of long guns and short cannons, and surrounded the girl in white in the blink of an eye.

Bang Bang Bang!

All kinds of glitter!

All kinds of crazy shooting!

"Hello!"

"May I ask if you are really Hang Qingmeng?"

"How can you get out of the Yellow River?"

"What you've been through in the past seven days, can you tell us about it?"

"Miss Hang, how can you tread the waves, are you really a legendary fairy?"

Faced with such a situation.

Hang Qingmengdai's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

She realized that it was impossible to keep a low profile.

In this case, it is simply completely public, and as long as it causes a big enough sensation, it can be followed to ensure its own safety.

Hang Qingmeng spoke: "I'm very sorry, I've worried everyone these days, of course I'm not a fairy, but I just got an ancient inheritance by chance and became a cultivator." ”

As soon as this remark came out.

The crowd was in an uproar again.

A reporter hurriedly asked, "Is cultivation real?" ”

Hang Qingmeng nodded at the camera and replied, "Yes, I will not be the first cultivator, and I will never be the last." ”

"From what I know, the aura of heaven and earth has begun to recover, and in the future, more and more people will embark on the path of cultivation like me."

After saying this.

I guess it will cause a stir and be questioned.

Someone will surely ask what Reiki is and what Reiki revival.

What surprised Hang Qingmeng was that instead of asking about the aura, some people even showed an expression that was really like this.

What's the situation?

Aren't you surprised!

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(PS: Ask for reading, ask for votes, ask for everything, this book is a work that is partial to the behind-the-scenes, the protagonist will have fewer scenes than other themes, but it will never be reduced to a pure tool man, and there will be some vest identities for interaction in the future, but the author will pursue the portrayal of group portraits in this book, and the other main characters must be set up in the early stage.) )