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In addition to cultivation, Qinglian also has a certain understanding of the world she is in. This world is called the Five Elements World, and according to legend, it is to pay tribute to the five emperors who opened the sky.

The world of the five elements is divided into four directions of heaven and earth, east - Zuzhou, the place where human beings rise, north - barbarian state, sealed since ancient times, it is rumored that there are endless barbarian beasts living in it, west - west desert, there was a shocking war, resulting in the shattering of the earth's spiritual veins, the heaven and earth aura is scarce, like a desert, there are some alien races, the south - the south wilderness, the reason why it is not named after the state, is because the entire southern wilderness is divided, one half of which formed today's Nanling, called the territory of the demon clan.

Where he is at this time is in the heaven and earth of a natural formation in Nanling, and this place is also inextricably linked with the Blue Emperor.

And in this formation heaven and earth, the only beings who produce spiritual wisdom are him, the underworld, and Wan Chunqiu.

Wan Chunqiu and his body are all wood-attribute spiritual creatures, and demon beasts can't give birth to spiritual wisdom here, just like the black water snake, the reason why the spiritual spirit will give birth to spiritual wisdom is completely caused by him.

Now, Qinglian already has the cultivation of the sixth layer of refining, and the strength of his entire physical body is amazing, even if it is a three-thousand-pound boulder, he can easily lift it.

It's just that he still can't sense the Great Dao chains in his body, and he has been in this realm for three whole months, and he can't break through.

Of the 1,000 stone pillars, he had only completed a third of them, and now he was stuck on the 360 stone pillars, and no matter how hard he tried, it was always difficult to move forward.

Failed again, Qinglian was slapped directly into the water for dozens of meters by the powerful impact, and only resurfaced after half a minute.

Knowing the buoyancy of this lake, Qinglian had done experiments, no matter what method was used, he couldn't dive into it, but at this moment, he was washed into the water dozens of meters away.

"What should I do? I'm definitely not going to be able to go on a rampage like this. ”

Qinglian began to meditate, he remembered that a year ago, when he was exempt from facing a hundred stone pillars, he was also powerless, and at that time, a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, although he could not completely grasp it, but it seemed to have developed some of his potential, so that he could continue to move forward in this year, and his cultivation was also a breakthrough all the way.

But by this time, that potential was exhausted, unless he had a new understanding.

Sitting cross-legged on the water, he calmed himself down, motionless, his mind meditating on various feelings.

"Lotus, water ......"

I don't know how long it took, Qinglian's mind was empty, and many memories appeared in his mind and disappeared.

After a long time, Qinglian stood up, did not speak, silently walked to the first stone pillar, did not move forward, closed her eyes, and carefully felt the impact of the water, as well as the pulse of the water.

About three hours had passed before he opened his eyes, a ray of light flashed in his dark eyes, and his body writhed strangely, and when he reappeared, he was already standing on the second stone pillar.

Then, repeat the previous action, close your eyes, and feel the impact of the water with your heart, feeling every subtle and non-existent change.

In this way, Qinglian went all the way, realized all the way, and later, the speed began to accelerate, and he realized, really understood.

In the past, he attached too much importance to the strong and powerful side of the body, and ignored the soft and resilient side of the body itself.

The same is true of water, which you can easily shatter or even shatter, but don't forget that water drops through stones, and his physical body also has limits.

Then he thought of the lotus, which grew in the mud, but was even more holy. The wind and rain can shake his leaves, his flowers, but they cannot shake his roots......

This kind of weakness but strength moved him in his heart, and at the same time, it also invisibly broke the barrier in his heart.

He broke through, broke through to the seventh layer of refining, however, this was not what made him the happiest. The thing that made him happiest was that he finally saw the Great Dao chains hidden in his body that he had not been able to sense.

One after another strong and immortal "chains" formed a cage outside his body, imprisoning him in it, cutting him off from heaven and earth.

All the light lost its color in his eyes, and he seemed to be taken into eternal darkness by this cage.

In this darkness, time has completely lost its meaning, and it is impossible to sense the passage of time, or time is running fast, but what is the point of this?

Sober consciousness is more like a cruel torture here, and you can't survive or die.

I don't know how long it took, but it felt like a long time had passed, as long as thousands of centuries, and Qinglian began to sink.

Consciousness returns to nothingness, everything does not exist, this is the best relief for him at this time!

"Brother......

Suddenly, there was a childish voice, crossing infinite distances, it defied any restrictions and sounded directly in his heart.

Who's calling?

This gave him a faint familiar voice, which made his cold body, which was eroded by the darkness, have a trace of warmth, and his silent heart also resumed beating.

In the depths of his eyebrows, a purple qi was beating violently, as if it might highlight his sea of consciousness at any time and cut through the boundless darkness, but when his consciousness gradually woke up, the purple qi quieted down again and disappeared into the depths of his sea of consciousness.

Trying to open his eyes, he found that he was still in the dark, with no one around, and the voice from before was gone.

"Who is it?"

He spoke, and his voice remembered in the cold, silent darkness, and for a long time, there was still no echo.

Is it a delusion?

Qinglian shook her head, this voice was not the first time he had heard it, it was the voice of a little girl, immature with loneliness and hesitation, and attachment to him.

"I can't die, I can't die here, there are still people looking for me, and there are spirits, masters, ......"

Qinglian's will to "live" suddenly became firm, and he wanted to leave here.

"What the hell is this place and why am I here?"

"By the way, the cage formed by the chains of the Great Dao brought me here. ”

"Is this real, or is it my hallucination, and how do I get out?"

“......”

Qinglian muttered to himself, he tried to move in one direction, he succeeded, and he failed, and there was still boundless darkness ahead, without the slightest change.

"How do I leave?"

He didn't give up, he was still thinking, at this moment, he was very eager to have that invincible power, darkness or something, all broken.

One day, in this boundless darkness, he suddenly found a little light, very far away, but it made him tremble, and he rushed towards the light.

As she approached, Qinglian saw the source of the light clearly, it was a sword, a golden sword, and the boundless darkness could not drown it, but instead it released a brilliant light, like a golden sun.

Why did a golden sword appear here? The reason is no longer important, the moment she saw the golden sword, Qinglian felt that the blood in her whole body was flowing faster, and she had an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

He saw hope of getting out of here.

Slowly approaching, the sword light enveloped him, not cold, but warm. He had a feeling that this golden sword was originally waiting for him here.

Getting closer and closer, when the two were not close together, he stopped and looked at the golden sword, which was also trembling slightly, as if it was alive, calling to him.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand, the hilt of the sword was held in the palm of his hand, and in an instant, countless images flashed in his mind, and finally froze on a woman in white.

The white clothes are fluttering, not stained with dust, like a fairy who has left an independent world, cold and noble. Qinglian's heart trembled violently, this figure, too strange and too familiar, appeared in his dreams several times.

This time, the figure of the woman in white was very clear and not hazy, but unfortunately, it was facing away from him, leaving him with only a back, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

In the hand of the woman in white, she also held a sword, a golden long sword that was exactly the same as the palm of his hand, and in the next moment, I saw the hand of the woman in white holding the sword, gently raised, and slashed towards the void in front of her.

Instinctively, Qinglian seemed to be guided, and also raised her left hand holding the golden long sword, and swung a sword according to the trajectory of the woman in white.

Click~

There was a broken sound, a long-lost light, stinging his eyes and making him cry, even he couldn't tell whether it was because of the stinging or because of the tears that flowed from the touch.

The sound of the water roared, and the huge force slapped on his back, slapping him into the water at an unknown depth before slowly floating.

This should have been painful, but Qinglian had a long-lost sense of intimacy.

Shaking her left hand, Qinglian was stunned, because her left hand was empty, and the golden long sword had long since disappeared.

Looking up at the surroundings, Qinglian's eyes suddenly froze and looked in one direction.

"Master—"

Yes, Wan Chunqiu didn't know when he appeared not far from him, looking at him quietly, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Master, the golden sword ......"

The golden sword disappeared, and Qinglian only felt as if she had lost something important in her heart, and she didn't think too much about it, so she asked.

"Look at the palm of your left hand. ”

Hearing this, Qinglian hurriedly raised her left hand, only to see that in the palm of her left hand, there was a picture of a small golden sword, flashing with a faint golden light from time to time.

It's still there.

Qinglian looked at it carefully, it was indeed the long sword she had encountered in the darkness before, and she was relieved.

"I know you want to ask where it came from, but now is not the time to tell you, and I also know that you have a lot of doubts in your mind, so when you finish this thousand stone pillars, I will answer one doubt in your heart. ”

With a wave of his hand, Wan Chunqiu seemed to know what Qinglian wanted to ask, and opened his mouth to interrupt.