After Shui Xin advanced, she had tried to set keywords in a city of millions of people like Fire Raven City to listen to the voices of the entire city. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Info As long as she doesn't try to hear every conversation, it's not too hard for her.

But now...... She still didn't want to hear what was being said - because it was completely unexpected, and she was not prepared at all - but her head was blown up by a sudden sound in her head!

After a while, Shui Xin came to her senses slightly, and her first reaction was to check the connection between Fengqimu and the Lost Ancient Dao.

And after the inspection, I can't help but laugh at myself.

- If the connection is broken, the voice in her head will be gone, of course!

This sound is an "echo" within the Lost Path.

Shui Xin endured the bombardment in her head and quickly made a judgment.

She had no way of knowing where these "reverberations" came from, how they were stimulated, and in what state...... She only knew that this was the biggest achievement since she let Lin Fengyan stand alone and explore the Lost Ancient Road, and she had to seize it!

Rent, yes, she guessed early on, this is the "rent channel".

Of course, those who paid rent back then may not have such a consciousness.

Shui Xin's heart flashed through many "keywords", trying to find the corresponding evidence in those countless overlapping words.

Shelter?

Proving grounds?

Heaven and Earth Fruit?

Well...... World Tree!

Among the hundreds of millions of voices, Shui Xin found the first word with a very high repetition rate - "World Tree".

The second word - "continuation".

The third word - "to return" or "to return".

The fourth word - "promotion".

The fifth word - "leave".

The sixth word - "victory".

It was still the same as before, as if hundreds of millions of voices were whispering in my ears at the same time. Although many words with a high repetition rate were found, the full speech could not be heard.

Thinking about the "Source of the Spiritual Vein" that she saw in the Secret Realm of Yunyun, at that time Shui Xin came up with the idea that "rent is not aura". But what is rent if it is not Reiki?

In Shui Xin's head, at this moment, a strange word that seemed to be incompatible with the immortal cultivation world suddenly appeared-"Spiritual Power Superposition Law"!

This word seems to have been engraved in her head a long, long time ago, but there is no way to trace the source.

Shui Xin had already forgotten it, and at this moment, the definition of this word returned to her memory along with the word itself.

The law of superposition of mental power, the "ability" of ordinary people.

It is commonly known as "wishing power". But this colloquial term can obviously only describe individuals.

If ordinary people's minds can be close to obsessions, there is a certain possibility that they will form "willingness". If a group of ordinary people have the same willingness, there will be a superposition effect.

Suppose one person's wish power is 2, then two people are 4, three people are 8, and four people are 16 - the law of superposition of mental power, the formula is multiplication and not addition!

The most significant result of the superposition of spiritual power is the "Heroic Spirit" -- the Heroic Soul of the Distorted History Department, the Heroic Spirit of the Mythical System and the Heroic Spirit of the Fantasy System created out of thin air.

Inside the phoenix perch, Shui Xin's eyebrows wrinkled deeply.

She remembered that in the Ancient Tombs, she herself mentioned the word "Heroic Spirit", and later determined that the last Tomb Keeper Divine Spirit was in the "Heroic Spirit" column.

However, judging from what she has seen and heard in the immortal cultivation world over the years, there is no concept of "heroic spirit" in the immortal cultivation world at all-not even Lin Fengyan - the "superposition law of spiritual power", and the painting style is completely different.

Where did she get this knowledge from?

Is that correct?

She doesn't know anything!

However, whether it was physical or mental, with every breath and every time the pulse beats, the pressure was growing! Even if she had taken the opportunity to escape to heal the injuries she had sustained while fighting Kenshin, it would not be able to last long.

Shui Xin judged for herself that if the pressure continued to increase at the current rate, she would be able to hold on for another twenty or thirty breaths at most.

And this Lost Ancient Path is the same as before, but it is different.

The difference is that the vision has been triggered, but it has not been helped.

The same place is...... The premise of getting help should be understanding and reciprocating, both of which she has not yet achieved!

Among them, understanding is the premise of return.

She had to figure out what it really was like to be lost.

There is no choice.

Shui Xin can only judge according to the knowledge that suddenly appeared-

At least part of the "rent" absorbed by the Chaos Spirit Wood is the "Wishing Power of All Beings".

It is "produced" by mortals like Hongchen Nianhuo, but it is different from Hongchen Nianhuo. Hongchen reciting fire should be a manifestation of willingness.

Hongchen Nianhuo is useful to monks, then, thanks to the Chaos Spirit Wood, I hope that the Chaos Spirit Wood's willpower is very likely to be useful to the Chaos Spirit Wood!

But now, people simply forget the real face of the world they live in, and take it for granted that the world is stable and there will be no problems. Naturally, there is no gratitude and gratitude for the protection of the Chaos Spirit Tree.

If you forget it, you won't have any emotions!

Shui Xin knew that something must have happened in this. Because judging from the information Gu Zhenjun obtained, it was not only the Floating Moon Realm that had forgotten the origin of the world.

This must have something to do with the true outcome of the Demon War, but the key is not only for the high-ranking monks who never returned.

Suppose that there were still a large number of mortals who provided the Chaos Spirit Wood with their wish power secretly - or even openly - how many monks would care?

It is only natural that such news will be lost in time.

This doesn't matter for the time being.

If the power of the red dust is rent, then how can it be transmitted to the "fruit stalk" through the Lost Ancient Path? Could it be that it is flowing inside as an entity?

However, there is no trace of erosion on the Lost Ancient Road, and the passages of different thicknesses do not have the feeling of flowing into the sea at all. And except for the heavenly ridge, the entrance to the ancient road has not been lost in other places.

So......

The peculiar place of the Lost Ancient Road is the cave wall, and the place where it works should also be the cave wall!

Then, there's the question of "return".

For this, as long as the guess is correct, it is simple. If the guess is wrong, Shui Xin thought, she probably didn't have this opportunity to consider the second possibility.

The return she could do was very simple - of course, now she could only pay on credit.

Make a heartfelt oath as a guarantee-

She will inevitably let the people of this world re-understand the origin of the world and try her best to continue the inheritance of this world!

This oath, the former is for the Chaos Spirit Wood. The latter is for the reverberations of those who have been lost in the ancient road for thousands of years!

Almost as soon as Shui Xin made her natal vow, she kept shouting in her head, as if the sound of constantly poking her brain with thousands of needles disappeared.

Instead......

Under the canopy of the phoenix perch, on the flying boat.

A few Confucian cultivators' anomalies have already been noticed by everyone. I can't help but notice - first Nalan Jinghui and Wei Liangdong, and then An Yuanchen. The three of them were unusually silent at first, and then even their expressions became strange.

At first, Mo Yao Langyue and the others were dissatisfied with these three people, and they thought that they had seen the wrong person.

But soon, starting with An Yuanchen, the three of them showed painful expressions.

With his eyes closed, he fell into the middle of the flying boat.

Lang Yue and Yue Mohe were quick to move, and pushed the children in the flying boat again, probably letting the big one hold the small one, and finally provided space for the three of them to lie down.

The three of them were still rolling, and several men who were still awake hurriedly held them down one by one.

"What's going on?" Zhou Yinfen was a little flustered, "Is there any spell specifically aimed at Confucian cultivation?"

Who can tell?

But......

"If you were a Kurong True Monarch, would you target a few Confucian cultivators who had just equaled the foundation, not to mention that Confucian cultivators were only powerful when there were a large number of mortals behind them. Mo Crow said calmly.

Huo Yuancheng noticed another point, "Listen, Qingluan and the black dragon are no longer screaming!"

In a hurry, I don't care about words.

The others who were just shocked by Confucian cultivation also quickly discovered the problem - it seems that they haven't heard the beautiful singing of the dragon and phoenix since before!

Hurriedly looked up.

But I saw that the black dragon with green horns had disappeared at this time, and the green luan stood at the bottom of the canopy, quietly watching them - to be exact, looking at the three Confucian cultivators!

The appearance of this Qingluan is still gorgeous.

However, the color of the feathers seems to be much duller than before.

In addition to the blazing eyes, the whole Qingluan has a bit of a decadent atmosphere.

Ning Shuo is a man with rich theoretical knowledge, and he can understand it at once, "Lin Shuixin's power to support the sword intent has disappeared. ”

To put it simply, the current Qingluan is completely dependent on itself. It's no wonder that the phoenix can't sing the turbulent and withered fog.

Everyone looked at each other.

The little bit of relaxation and composure that he pretended to be before disappeared in an instant.

Without the dragon's chant and phoenix's roar, the withering fog around it suddenly became much thicker. Although Fengqimu still maintains the "independent world" under the canopy, it is at this time, and if it does not expand, it is a defeat!

Things have come to the most critical time.

The Crow knew that he was powerless against the attack of the True Monarch of Kurong. But since he is here, he has to make plans on the premise that "Shui Xin and Lin Fengyan can win" - whether they can win or not!

"If you want to escape, it's not incomprehensible. The crow looked at the few people with different expressions.

He knew that Zhou Yinfen and Yue Mohe were the most likely to be shaken.

Ning Shuo has a lot of secrets.

And Huo Yuancheng lives up to the inheritance of the sect, and it seems that he can judge the situation.

Sure enough, instead of being shaken, Ning Shuo smiled softly. As if mocking something. Huo Yuancheng combined his own opinions with Ning Shuo - not that he trusted Ning Shuo, but Huo Yuancheng realized that in this team, only Ning Shuo had a similar temperament and a similar position to him, and in the end he was more familiar with these people, and his opinions were more valuable for reference.

So he quickly made up his mind - let's see the result as before!

The crow secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The things that the consciousness is communicating with are temporarily released. There are some things that need to be asked directly so that you don't get caught off guard. The two Night Immortal City monks were obviously not as experienced as the other two, and they themselves knew it, so they thought they could stay at the end.

Fortunately, Mo Crow held a few Confucian cultivators and didn't last long.

An Yuanchen suddenly hugged his head and shouted incoherently, "Damn! What are you doing!

"Look!" Ning Shuo noticed the anomaly again.

It was as if the withered fog had kept their vision under the canopy of the phoenix perch.

But at this time, in the mist, there seemed to be a shadowy figure, which should only be able to see what was in front of him, but it was ...... Flying at a height of about 10 meters, there is a sense of endless sight!

The figures stood huddled together.

With his head up, he seemed to be staring at something in the sky, and he was muttering words, but he couldn't hear the sound. The look on his face can even be seen roughly.

Or, the details of their posture and body movements convey their emotions clearly and unmistakably.

There are those who are angry, those who are despairing, those who rejoice, those who are afraid, and those who are unwilling......

Obviously the emotions are so different, but they do the same thing without any sense of disobedience.

Even if it is desperate, it is obviously only despair of oneself.

There is something in common in them, and that is the hope for something!

Qingluan, who was standing in the canopy, chirped again, and his voice was filled with joy and joy.

And those withered mist, as if stimulated by something, suddenly shook up and poured into the bodies of those figures.

Under the influence of the withered mist, a figure rapidly aged and turned into dust.

However, a figure disappeared, and soon another figure came along.

It's all too obvious......

"Can Sword Cultivator actually have this kind of spell?" Huo Yuancheng was dumbfounded.

"Definitely not. Ning Shuo breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that Lin Daoyou borrowed his strength from some strange place!"

With the power of the huddled figures sharing the withered mist, everyone finally saw hope.

But at this moment, Nalan Jinghui's voice suddenly sounded again, "Hey, I said, look at the top of your head." ”

Nalan Jinghui was lying down, and what he could see when he opened his eyes, everyone was guided to see it.

At this look, his face suddenly changed again-

The edge of the canopy, which was originally lush and green, was withering little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The withered fog around it has almost condensed into substance, like a violent hurricane, trying to pull up this space!

It was once a stable place, but now it has become a lonely ship adrift on the sea in the storm!

"It's the end!" Zhou Yufen's eyes flashed.

pulled up the Yue Mo River, and at the same time flew out of the flying boat, "Take this opportunity, go!"

"Wait!" Ning Shuo shouted loudly, still looking at the canopy.

I don't know which one he called.

Because at the same time, Mo Crow popped out a green pill in one hand. The pill easily hit Zhou Yinfen, and a thick green fog instantly enveloped the two of them.

Before they could fly a meter, the two fell straight down.

"It's still like that. Mo Crow said with some regret, "As long as there is one in ten million hopes, I don't want you to escape or die, I want to come to Ning Daoyou, Huo Daoyou, you can understand, right?"

What damage can these people do to Kurong Zhenjun's "Nian Cheng Heaven and Earth"? Anyway, Mo Crow doesn't believe this.

There has always been only one principle in the actions of the ink crows.

Die to die together!

Shui Xin and Lin Fengyan said that as long as they are not dead, they will never let the news leak! )