Time passed, until a few hours after the shadow of the God of War disappeared, Qiao Yuan still hadn't woken up, if he wasn't still sitting cross-legged in the air, I'm afraid even Ling Wanchen would have wondered if something had happened to him.

At this moment, Qiao Yuan's mind was blank, and there was nothing but the blurry line he had just seen.

These lines are chaotic and disorderly, intertwined, like a mess of cuts, even if he enters the realm of micro-minds, and has used ninety percent of his mind to study these lines, he still can't figure it out.

In fact, these things are also a faint feeling in his heart, as long as those lines are sorted out, maybe he can understand something, as for whether the shadow of the god of war dissipates, it doesn't matter anymore, what matters is the lines engraved in his mind.

Fortunately, Qiao Yuan has a good understanding, he has studied the forbidden formation for many years, and he is good at deriving and calculating, and it took him a few hours to finally find the clue of a line, with this clue, not to mention that he can finally sort out these lines, at least he can pull out one alone.

No one in the entire Yuehe Sect could know about this matter, even if Nan Songzi was here, he could only see that Qiao Yuan had entered the realm of micro-heart, but he didn't know what he was understanding.

But if he changed to a great supernatural cultivator who was a level higher than Nan Songzi's cultivation, he would definitely be taken aback when he saw Qiao Yuan's state at this moment, his heart was booming, and he felt an extremely absurd feeling.

Between heaven and earth, there is a power in the underworld, this kind of power, can control the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, the change of the sun and the moon, all natural things, are controlled by this force, I don't know it is called the power of the way of heaven, and only when the real cultivation reaches a certain level, feel the power, do you know this power in the underworld, called ...... Rules.

And now, Qiao Yuan's body is surrounded by the power of rules, these rules can no one perceive, and only when he cultivates higher than the soul transformation stage can he sense it slightly.

The lines he was studying at the moment were rules, which were originally not accessible to Yuan Infant Cultivators, but Qiao Yuan relied on entering the realm of micro-hearts, coupled with the gift of the Heavenly Dao was the most obvious manifestation of the power of rules, he actually saw it...... Rules.

In fact, even if the time and place are favorable, Qiao Yuan can only sense the rules, and absolutely cannot see the rules, because the rules are invisible forces.

But he has done this now, and this is also the most incredible place, even he doesn't know that what he is doing is something that no one in the cultivation realm has ever done in the past and present.

The Yuan Infant Monk studied the rules, and when this matter was spread, it would not shake the Quartet, but it would make those old monsters who were extremely hidden drop their jaws in shock, and shouting that it was impossible.

In fact, there were also several existences in the Moon River Sect, and they could vaguely sense that Qiao Yuan's figure was a little strange, as if they were integrated with heaven and earth, exuding an aura that made them all tremble.

These existences, the first is the blue-eyed unicorn beast that has been trapped under the forbidden array tower for an unknown number of years, it is a spirit beast without a trace of the moon, it knows a lot of things, and its strength is even more unknown to what level, it can naturally vaguely sense the power of the slightest rule, but it can't believe that a mere mid-Yuan Infant monk can touch the rules.

There are also two existences that can vaguely sense Qiao Yuan's strangeness, they are the terrifying existence in the abyss of the cave under the Snow Mountain of the Cold Flame Valley, and the strange red eyes in the Flame God Temple of the Land of Inheritance.

At this moment, the two places lit up at the same time, and in the abyss were two blue lights, and two eyes similar to red lanterns appeared in the Fire Temple.

The snow-capped mountains shook, cracks suddenly appeared in the underground ice cave, as if there was an unimaginable force brewing in the abyss, once it erupted, the mountain collapsed and the ground cracked, and at the same time, a low and unbelievable voice sounded faintly in the ice cave.

"This breath...... No way. ”

There were no words coming from the Flame Temple, but the eyes that were like red lanterns were getting wider and wider, as if they wanted to see something clearly, and if they looked closely, there was shock and incredulity in those eyes.

No one knew about all this, and even their existence, the Moon River Sect only knew a hand.

There was no wave, no wind, no clouds in the calm sky, and when I looked up, I could only see a blue canopy, as well as Qiao Yuan sitting cross-legged under the canopy, and Ling Wanchen who was silently guarding on the side.

Five hours had passed since the shadow of the god of war had dispersed, the sun had already set in the west, and the blue sky was slowly dyed red, and the red glow was smeared and draped on Ling Wanchen's body, adding a touching charm to her beautiful appearance.

At the same time, Qiao Yuan was dressed in the sunset, and his white clothes were overflowing, and there was already a sense of etherealism, and at this moment this feeling was even more, and the tens of thousands of disciples and elders below seemed to feel that they had seen immortals, which made some people who were originally a little bored and wanted to leave suddenly become obsessed, and their eyes were focused on Qiao Yuan, unwilling to move away.

When night fell, the hazy moonlight sprinkled down and fell on Qiao Yuan's body, as if he had put on a silver cloak for him, and the ethereal feeling became more and more intense, even the elders of the Peak Yuan Infant Stage couldn't take their eyes off it.

Ling Wanchen's gaze was always focused on Qiao Yuan, the tenderness in his eyes became more and more intense, and slowly there was an obsession, as if he had a unique attraction, which made people can't help but want to gaze.

In fact, they didn't know that this was the effect of the power of the rules, although this effect was small, almost invisible, but it could attract the gaze of tens of thousands of monks, and this matter ...... It's scary to think about.

Time flickered, three days passed, although some people no longer paid attention to Qiao Yuan in the past three days, most people still looked up at him, the obsession in their eyes, others couldn't find it, let alone themselves.

Only the peak masters and a few well-informed old fellows faintly sensed that something was wrong, but after a closer look, there was nothing wrong with those attracted disciple elders, even if they asked, they couldn't tell why.

Finally, at dusk three days later, Qiao Yuan's body shook, and a sense of weakness surfaced in his heart, making him unable to support it anymore, and his body fell downward.

Ling Wanchen's complexion changed greatly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to catch him, and after probing, he found that Qiao Yuan was only in the transition of mental loss, and he could recover after resting for a while.

Even Jingshan, Zhan Yao and others hurried over, and after learning that Qiao Yuan was fine, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The perception that lasted for three days finally ended at this moment, and many disciples raised their heads and stiffened their necks, and at this moment, they all felt as if they had experienced a battle, physically and mentally exhausted, and they returned to their respective caves one after another.

Ling Wanchen didn't care about retreating to stabilize the realm, so he immediately took Qiao Yuan back to the valley of May Peak, and stayed by his side to take care of him for a day, before he woke up.

As soon as he woke up, Qiao Yuan felt that the headache was about to crack, his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of anything, but when a soft spiritual power poured into his body, the feeling of headache was immediately alleviated.

"Wanchen ......"

Slowly opening his eyes, Qiao Yuan's eyes reflected a slightly haggard face, and when he saw Ling Wanchen's appearance, it seemed that there were bloodshot in his eyes, and he felt a little distressed.

Seeing him wake up, a smile also appeared on Ling Wanchen's face, but there was the same distress in his eyes.

"Don't speak, you're too weak now, and you're going to have to rest for a while. ”

For a while, the cave was quiet again, and the two looked at each other, just looking at each other, not saying a word, but a thousand words were hidden in their eyes.

The night passed, and it wasn't until the next morning that Qiao Yuan felt much better, his consciousness recovered somewhat, and he immediately probed into his body, and only then did he realize how weak he was.

The golden primordial infant in the dantian was sluggish, as if he was sleeping, his meridians were exhausted, there was not a trace of spiritual power in it, and the most serious thing was that his brain was blank, and he couldn't remember anything about the previous things.

"Lord Duan Feng has been here, he said that you have entered the realm of micro-heart for too long, not only is your spiritual power exhausted, but your spiritual power is also depleted, and you need to meditate and recuperate for half a month...... Perception before. ”

Ling Wanchen stretched out his hand to pull away the hair in front of Qiao Yuan's forehead, and gently stroked his jade finger on his forehead, such a gentle gesture made people want to sleep comfortably, but Qiao Yuan looked at her with a smile and was reluctant to sleep.

In the blink of an eye, another three days passed, and under Ling Wanchen's careful care, he recovered quickly, his divine consciousness recovered, and he also had spiritual power in his meridians, and that headache dissipated a lot.

During this time, Zhan Yao, Qiyun, Hu Yu, Lian Jingshan and others had to come to visit once a day, and even Yuechan had come, but her identity was sensitive, so she came once with Qiyun and others, and never came again.

As Qiao Yuan improved, Ling Wanchen's mood also improved, and her face was radiant again, no longer so haggard.

In addition, she also has an extra fun, that is, she boils a bowl of medicinal soup for Qiao Yuan every day to nourish her body, the medicinal soup has completely changed its flavor under her crazy addition, it is not green, but black and mushy, not to mention drinking, just looking at it, it makes people want to vomit disgustingly.

"You...... You're trying to murder your husband and kill me...... I don't drink it anymore. ”

On this day, Ling Wanchen boiled the medicinal soup again, and before she walked to the bedside, Qiao Yuan shrank to the corner with an aggrieved face, and she was almost crying with that look.

Seeing him like that, Ling Wanchen suddenly felt extremely relieved in her heart.

Thinking that at the beginning, in the Forbidden Array Tower, she was forced by Qiao Yuan to drink a strange soup for a long time, and now that she thinks about it now, she wants to vomit, and now that she finally has the opportunity to retaliate, how could she miss it, so Ling Wanchen deliberately went to February Peak to find a friend, concocted this medicinal soup, and asked that friend to add a lot of herbs that changed the color and taste to it, which would not be harmful to Qiao Yuan's body, but would still make up for it.

"Come, good, after drinking this medicine, your body will get better quickly, and when the time comes, ...... Sister rewards you once. ”

With the pleasure of revenge, Ling Wanchen smiled like a demon girl, and her beautiful eyes rarely revealed that kind of seductive charm, biting her lip and saying.

The voice was soft, with infinite temptation, especially after saying "Sister rewarded you once", she even spit out her fragrant tongue and licked her red lips, which made Qiao Yuan's blood gush all of a sudden, thinking of the dry firewood fire more than half a year ago, and her heart shouted...... Demons!