Yi Qingwu has been practicing in the Land of Extreme Yin for a while now, I don't know how she transferred to the Taiyin True Sutra?

The final step of the transfer, as long as she has a suitable place, should not be difficult.

After all, Yi Qingwu's physique is a Guanghan spirit body, which is very compatible with Taiyin, and from the origin point of view, Guanghan spirit body can be regarded as a simplified version of Taiyin's body.

In the place where the ancestral dragon vein is extremely yin, a cold figure sat cross-legged, as if covered with a layer of frost.

The Taiyin Holy Power is the Yin Holy Power when the heavens and the earth first opened, although it is mysterious and strange, but the original breath contains a cold and penetrating killing machine, which is not something that ordinary people can control.

Since ancient times, people who can really cultivate the Taiyin Bible to perfection may not reach the double-digit level, and it is an eternal truth that it is easier to know than to do.

Yi Qingwu sat cross-legged, the scriptures of the Taiyin Ancient Scripture echoed in her mind, and the supreme scripture resounded in her heart, like the Honglu bell exploding, she had already understood.

The thick mist around the valley enveloped her, as if she was being baptized, and she was not far from success.

Taiyin true water can freeze the spirituality of the magic weapon, and there is nothing under the saint, she is wrapped in a rich Taiyin mist, although it is not true water, but it is not an ordinary holy lord can contend with.

The Taiyin Qi is too cold, and wherever it pervades, there is a barren land, enough to freeze for 100,000 miles, and there is no life.

The reason why she hadn't finished converting the divine power in her body was because she underestimated this place of extreme yin, and the purity of the Taiyin holy power was far beyond her bearing.

It's so cold!

She has used the treasure that she does not have much and contains the power of the Sun, with the help of the Yang breath to fight against the power of the Taiyin, and then turn the Taiyin mist in the valley for her own use.

However, she has a broad cold spirit body, and although the blazing heat of the Yang Qi is of some help to her, the Yang Qi is not of much benefit to her cultivation.

Especially the magic weapon of the Yang attribute is even more of a drag on her, and the weapon under the power of the Holy Lord has no way to resist the Taiyin mist for how long.

"Taiyin and sun, which is strong and which is weak, yin and yang are together, and the world is the emperor!"

I don't know when this rumor has been passed down since ancient times, but Yi Qingwu knows that this is not suitable for his own way.

There is no similar path on the road of preaching, and there is no path to absolute success, and there is no way to walk the same path twice.

And although this passage has been circulated for a long time, I have never seen anyone who really initiates the two scriptures and claim the emperor of the world, and there is no basis.

Like the immortal cult of God, the families that have survived in the world for a long time have left behind the ancient imperial scriptures, but the descendants are still gradually declining.

Invincible is never the scriptures, but people!

She didn't have any other thoughts about the Sun Sutra in the Heavenly Palace, so she had never accumulated treasures related to the Sun, and today she regretted it a little.

The way of heaven and earth, it makes sense to create yin and yang!

The solitary yin doesn't last long, and so does the cultivation, at least not yet.

Especially in this kind of extreme yin place, the thick Taiyin mist continued to gather on its own, which made it more and more unbearable for her.

"Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

Now, there was only one thought in her mind, the Guanghan Divine Power in her body was only a trace away from being able to transform into Taiyin Holy Power, and only this point was needed to be successfully transformed.

The last of the few Zhiyang Treasure Pills in storage, I don't remember where I got them, had been exhausted an hour ago.

Whoever asked her to convert the Taiyin Holy Power collected all the treasures and weapons of the Taiyin nature to assist.

Unexpectedly, the terrain here of the palace master is too much more than she imagined, and she should not collect things that reach yin, but things that reach yang.

It's just that a trace of Guanghan's divine power has not been transformed, so she is unwilling to give up halfway, and now she is all supported by her own perseverance.

Not being able to transform this thread means that the divine power in the body is not pure, and for a Tianjiao like her, the impurity of divine power is the most unbearable defect.

The endless cold shrouded her, and the mist was constantly floating by the traction of Yi's light dance, surrounding the white figure in the center layer by layer, hazy and ethereal.

At this time, a figure appeared on Yi Qingwu's side, wearing a pale golden nine-clawed true dragon robe, which was domineering and exposed.

This golden true dragon robe was a casual dress given to Jiang Yun by Princess Yueling.

"Yi Qingwu is not fully prepared!"

After Jiang Yun raised the idea of how Yi Qingwu practiced, the origin world became one with him, and his mind moved to see the scene here.

discovered the abnormality of Yi Qingwu's appearance, and immediately appeared here.

"Boom!"

The divine flame was soaring, and Jiang Yun stood aside and ignited the divine flame with the fire control technique, dispelling most of the Taiyin mist, making Yi Qingwu's cold body feel a trace of warmth.

At this time, it was a critical moment for her cultivation, and she couldn't be disturbed by others, Jiang Yun was limited in what she could do, just like tickling her boots.

Yi Qingwu was still wrapped in the last layer of Taiyin mist, which was the key to her cultivation.

However, fortunately, Yi Qingwu has a Guanghan spirit body, which is much higher than the resistance of ordinary people to the Taiyin Holy Power, and other people would have been frozen if they practiced like this.

After another quarter of an hour, seeing that Yi Qingwu's state was getting worse and worse, Jiang Yun couldn't help but drink, and a grand voice sounded directly in her heart, forcibly interrupting her practice.

"Wake up!"

Even if it was when Jiang Yun practiced the Taiyin True Sutra before, he would not face the atomized Taiyin Holy Power for too long without protection.

She was already reaching her limit, her body was like frozen ice carved with hoarfrost, and she had already suffered a lot of injuries under the shroud of the Taiyin, which could still be cured.

But if the cold air rises again, freezing the soul in Sendai, and being severely damaged by the Taiyin Holy Force, it will be irreparable.

It's not that Jiang Yun doesn't want to help her, but when she transforms the exercises, the divine power in her body surges endlessly among the five secret realms, and the unfamiliar power entering the monk's body will only provoke resistance.

Moreover, it is not irreparable that the divine power is slightly impure, and it can be made up for the five or six years spent refining the divine power in the later stage, and it is not worth hurting the divine soul.

Yi Qingwu's cold body like an ice sculpture moved slightly, and he stood up in a daze, looking a little stiff, his beautiful face was extremely pale, and a pair of eyes opened with difficulty, which made people feel pity.

At first, she was still a little dazed, but when she saw Jiang Yun beside her, a trace of longing flashed in Yi Qingwu's eyes.

It was she who underestimated this extremely yin place a little, but she was unwilling to be only a little bit away, and then she would have to delay her cultivation for five or six years.

The path of cultivation is racing step by step, and five or six years is not a short time.

"This is the essence of hydrangea grass, you refine it yourself, protect Sendai and complete the last step."

Seeing that Yi Qingwu woke up and wanted to continue, Jiang Yun was not stingy, and with a move of his mind, he took a treasure medicine in Tang Valley, refined the essence of it, and injected a purple divine liquid into her body.

When he changed cultivation, Yi Qingwu's divine power was surging in his body, Jiang Yun couldn't interfere, and now that he woke her up, seeing that she still had the intention to continue practicing, he was naturally happy to help.

Yi Qingwu felt the changes in her body, glanced at Jiang Yun gratefully, and closed her beautiful eyes again.

"Fat and Hair"

An hour later, with the sound of chanting appearing in her body, the Dao rhyme was pervasive, and Yi Qingwu's eyebrows bloomed with a cold fairy glow.

The frontal bone is crystal clear, like a mirror.

A very small Yi Qingwu sat cross-legged, chanting in the fairy light, solemn and sacred, and the most bizarre thing was the bright moon above her head.

Jiang Yun watched from the side, and the villain looked at him, a kind smile flashed at the corner of his mouth, and his divine power was successfully transformed into Taiyin Holy Power, pure and flawless.

The next moment, Xianxia dissipated, the villain disappeared, and Yi Qingwu's true body was like a sculpture, and he fell straight in the direction of Jiang Yun.

"Huh!"

Jiang Yun stepped forward and took Yi Qingwu, who was already frozen, in his arms, and was a little distressed for a while.

Most of the time this transfer was supported by Yi Qingwu's tenacious perseverance, and her body had traces of being frozen by the Taiyin Holy Power several times.

This is not that Jiang Yun imagined that there was less preparation for the Yang Treasure Medicine, but that he didn't prepare much at all, so he came here.

After the transfer was completed, she had reached the limit of what she could bear, and then fainted.

At this moment, Yi Qingwu's face was pale, as white as snow, her delicate face seemed to be carefully carved, and the red lips that should have been crystal moist lost their luster at this moment.

Like a lifelike statue of an immortal, it fades out of the dust, as if it is about to drift away.

"Brainless! If you don't prepare, why resist, just tell me directly through the Source Ring. ”

Jiang Yun looked at Yi Qingwu, who was frozen in his arms, and couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

This is also a gap in cognition, many of the things that Jiang Yun comes into contact with on weekdays are unimaginable to other monks, and the extreme yin land here is not only rare for crape myrtle, but also rare in the universe.

He thought that Yi Qingwu had been preparing for several months, and there would be no shortage of things for the Sun, and Yi Qingwu had never doubted the Yin Land provided by Jiang Yun, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

After all, the Taiyin Sect and the cultivation of the Guanghan Palace that she knew had never needed this kind of thing, so she was not prepared for the Yang at all.

Yi Qingwu was embarrassed to trouble Jiang Yun because of this trivial matter, as a Guanghan spirit body, how could he be afraid of the cold?

She didn't realize the seriousness of the matter!

This is the only Yin and Yang Ancestral Dragon Vein of Ziwei, plus the extreme yin land formed by a long river of Taiyin, which is also rare in the entire universe.

"Boom!"

Endless brilliance burst out from Jiang Yun's body, and the rich sun holy power enveloped the two of them, isolating the Taiyin holy power from the outside world, and slowly seeping into Yi Qingwu's body to repair her injured body.

Gradually, her frozen body softened, and the monk's body was already extraordinary, and the blood flowed again after dissolving in her body.

Although his face is still pale, he has a little more vitality, with peace and tranquility, washing away the prosperity of the world, and it is even more moving.

"Thank you. Palace Master, if you hadn't come in time."

Not long after, Yi Qingwu had woken up with the help of Jiang Yun, although he was still a little weak lying in Jiang Yun's arms, but his face had a brilliant red glow, and he looked enchanting and charming.

When a woman wakes up in your arms with shyness, not panic or disgust, it says a lot.

"It's okay, this time you weren't prepared enough, why didn't you contact me?" , Jiang Yun said.

Yi Qingwu didn't seem to hear it, her face became more and more ruddy, and she unnaturally let go of the arms that hugged Jiang Yun's waist, and said in a voice like a mosquito.

"Palace Master. Can you put down the light dance first! ”

The beauty in her arms struggled a few times, as if some were still lying in Jiang Yun's arms, difficult to get up.

She felt that Jiang Yun was like a furnace, and she was a traveler walking in the ice and snow, Jiang Yun seemed to have a fatal attraction to her.

And this feeling is even stronger than what Yin Luoyang brings!

So in the previous coma, she couldn't help but hug Jiang Yun, which made her feel very lazy in the arms of the palace master, but she knew that this was not something to be greedy for.

What's more, Jiang Yun's hand was held in a place where it shouldn't be, so she couldn't help but clamp her legs, otherwise she could stay for a while.

Jiang Yun also noticed the abnormality now, Fang Cai Yi Qingwu was frozen like an ice sculpture, and the whole body he hugged Yi Qingwu was stiff, like an ice sculpture, so he ignored it.

Only now did he notice that he had put his hand on her twin strands, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"You're frozen!"

Jiang Yun immediately swept away the dust on the side, put down a delicate cushion, let go of his arms without changing his face and heartbeat, tidied up the flowing green silk for Yi Qingwu, and carefully placed her on the cushion.

"Don't blame the palace master, this time it was a light dance and recklessness, if you hadn't come in time, I would have been in danger this time."

Yi Qingwu felt Jiang Yun's careful care, looked at him like a little girl and smiled, her eyes were bright, both charming and warm.

Although leaving Jiang Yun's warm embrace made her heart a little empty, the woman's reserve and the monk's self-control made her restrain herself well.

"Has the body of the Guanghan spirit always been so cold? Or are you not recovering? ”

Jiang Yun didn't follow Yi Qingwu's words, Xie Lai Xie seemed too angry, but asked curiously.

Fang Cai's contact found that although Yi Qingwu's body temperature had risen, it was different from ordinary people, not to mention that it was warm, and it was even a little cold.

This question made Yi Qingwu's face even redder, and he replied after feeling it himself.

"There is no obstacle to dancing lightly, the Guanghan spirit body is cold in its body, and after practicing the Taiyin Sutra, it seems that the physique has been stimulated again."

Jiang Yun nodded when he heard this, thinking that she had not recovered well, but he didn't expect it to be because of the subtlety of her physique.

The scriptures in the "Taiyin True Scripture" also have a secret method of healing, although it is not as good as the word secret, but it is also extraordinary, and it is not comparable to those scattered secret techniques.

It wasn't long before Yi Qingwu was able to sit up, and for a monk of her realm, the injuries on her body were no longer a big deal.

As long as there is no injury to the Yuan Shen, or a Dao injury in the secret realm of the flesh, the recovery is still very fast.

"Thank you for the great grace of the palace master, there will be retribution in the future for the light dance!"

After the pranayama was restored, Yi Qingwu's smile rippled like ripples, his skin was shiny, and the green silk fluttered in the wind, looking at Jiang Yun, his eyes were as bright as stars.

"If you have any questions about your cultivation in the future, you can ask me!"

Jiang Yun nodded slightly, picked a few elixirs from the Extreme Yin Land here and gave them to her, and sent her back to the Daoyuan Heavenly Palace.

"Palace Master!"

In the Daoyuan Heavenly Palace, looking at Jiang Yun's distant back, although the two of them got along very closely, they felt a little distant in Yi Qingwu's heart. (End of chapter)