The moment he arrived at the Southern Spirit Realm, Zi Xuan felt that the effect of the Holy Spirit Order was gradually disappearing. "Luckily...... It would be dangerous to delay for a while in the human realm or the underworld. "The void is not a place where she can stay for a long time out of her body, and as soon as the effectiveness of the Holy Spirit Order decreases, she already feels the oppression.

Fortunately, at this moment, he has reached the western part of the Southern Spirit Realm, which is a forest and mountain range with many birds and beasts, and it is very safe for the sub-family. Zixuan went all the way south, and occasionally a bird appeared next to her, greeted her and separated.

She walked unhurriedly, and when she reached the Phantom Light River on the border between the west and the south, the effect of the Holy Spirit Order was only thirty percent left, and it would disappear in half a month at most. Zi Xuan calculated the distance, and the time to return to Vermilion Bird Ridge in half a month was just right, so that he could go back to refine the last trace of power in the Holy Spirit Order.

According to the records of the jade slips she had seen in the past three years, every monk who had received the Holy Spirit Order before the catastrophe had a very different power that could be refined, and the effect on himself was completely different.

For example, the scattered immortals can refine a lot of power, but these powers entering the body and flowing into the sea will not bring much change. There may be a slight increase in strength, but those who can't soar still can't ascend, and the Holy Spirit Order can't go against the sky after all, and it can't reverse their fate.

There is also the consummation of the tribulation, and one more step is to ascend to the immortal realm, and no matter how much the power of the Holy Spirit Order is absorbed, it is impossible for him to ascend to the immortal realm in one step.

And the two monks in the merger stage in the record, one advanced from the merger to the late stage of the tribulation, and the other directly advanced from the early stage of the merger to the consummation of the tribulation, and both of them were less than 30,000 years old when they crossed the last tribulation of the nether realm, and they were the youngest ascended monks in history.

Including some Dao Venerables who had received the Holy Spirit Order earlier, they had all broken through the last level of the Nether Realm in just thousands or even hundreds of years.

Later, the Five Spirits Secret Realm was closed, and there were no more treasures in the world like the Holy Spirit Order, coupled with the closure of the major spiritual realms and the decay of decay, so there was no monk who flew to the immortal realm at the age of twenty or thirty thousand.

Zi Xuan knew that it was impossible to refine all the remaining thirty percent of her strength, and it was impossible for her physical body and soul to withstand so much pure power, and if she forcibly retained it, it would only cause the opposite effect.

"As long as you can leave one percent, one achievement is enough!" Zi Xuan thought about what realm he would advance to as he walked slowly over the Phantom Light River.

The source of the Phantom Light River is in the Endless Abyss in the extreme west, and within the Endless Abyss is the void land that the scattered immortals in the spirit realm cannot reach. From there, the River of Phantom Light flows to the south, from the south through the middle, and finally to the edge of the far east, the Boundless Sea of Mist.

From the map, it looks like a streamer with phantom light, running from the neck of the Suzaku directly through the abdomen and eventually flowing to the edge of the back.

The river is extremely wide and fast-flowing, and the surface of the river glows like a light veil day and night. The aura contained in the river water is not very rich, and it has no special effect, but according to the jade slip, the time fluctuations in the depths of the river are different from the outside world, which causes the phantom light outside.

The phantom light in the eyes of the low-level monks, in the eyes of the Dao Venerable and the Scattered Immortals during the Tribulation Period, is actually a picture that flashes quickly, and it is difficult to see what is deduced in the picture, but at least it can be determined that there is indeed a powerful power of time under the Phantom Light River.

Zixuan's realm at the moment is still a little higher than that of the Scattered Immortals, and many times he has seen clear pictures from the phantom light, but they are all irrelevant, and he doesn't know what era or time and space it happened.

In the past three years, her comprehension of the law of time has deepened, if she used to have just stepped into the threshold in the out-of-body period, she is now in the door.

But Zixuan knew that if she wanted to be like the "Heavenly Machine Source", sitting on the bank of the river of time, entering every point in time as she wanted and manipulating everything, there was still a long, long way to go. If nothing else, the fact that it is out of time is a completely different realm from the power of manipulating time.

"Huh, why are there so many people gathered there?" Zixuan's divine sense range was still maintained at tens of thousands of miles, she went down the river, and saw dozens of monks standing above the riverbank, including the out-of-body period and the merger period, all looking at the bottom of the river as if they were waiting for something.

She sped up and stepped forward, and as soon as the cultivators saw that she was wearing a family uniform, and the token on her waist was engraved with the word Yinxi, someone took the initiative to greet her before she could ask.

After a few words of greeting, a beautiful female cultivator dressed in the costume of the Purple Qi Sect Peak Master enthusiastically proposed: "Yinxi Daoyou, this is in a hurry to go back to refine the Holy Spirit Order? In fact, why don't you stay here and wait for the time vortex to open, refine in the vortex, and still have a comprehension of the law of time." ”

A middle-aged man who looked like a casual cultivator also said: "The time vortex is hard to find, and the fluctuations in it can give me the opportunity to step into the gate of time." Yinxi Xiaoyou can indeed try to refine here. ”

The cultivators naturally didn't know that Zi Xuan had already stepped into the door of the law of time, and he was even able to manipulate time when he was refining the void. She didn't want to waste time here, so she thought of finding an excuse to leave. Before she could speak, a powerful force of time suddenly came from below the river, swallowing her along with everyone else.

......

The colorful phantoms gathered into a hollow cylinder that could not reach the world or the ground, and Zixuan was in the middle of this column, watching the phantoms rotate and rotate rapidly, and it seemed that it would never stop.

She didn't know if this was what everyone called the time vortex, but judging by the fluctuations in time she sensed and the ever-changing images in the phantoms, it was very likely.

"No matter how you say that it is opened, it will be opened, and there will be no time for reaction at all, alas, it seems that it can only be refined and retreated here. Zixuan felt a little helpless in her heart, she had planned to go back to her own mountain in Vermilion Bird Ridge to close a long pass, and reflect on what she had seen and heard over the years.

As soon as the time vortex stirred up, the plan was interrupted again.

"I don't know how long this whirlpool will last, if a few days is not a delay, if it is a half moon and a month, the Holy Spirit Order will be invalid!" Zixuan walked step by step in the center of the cylinder, and countless pictures of countless time and space flashed in front of her eyes, all of which were meaningless things, making her feel bored.

The time fluctuations here are stronger than those of the outside world, and it is easy for people to sense that if a monk who has not yet understood the law of time enters it, it will indeed be very rewarding. But for Zixuan, the slightest fluctuations in the outside world can be detected by her, and the strong fluctuations here are a little useless.

Just as she was trying to try whether she could force her out, she suddenly saw a familiar face in a picture, which made her unable to help but settle her mind and stare carefully, immersed in the phantom of time and space.