The little fox felt like something in her ears, but it seemed to be completely filled with some strange sound.

This voice sounded as if it was a flood bell and a deafening sound. But when she listened carefully, it was wrong, as if the sound was as soft and gentle as a gossamer, like the most subtle and supple flowing water in the mountains. Suddenly, the sound was like the sound of an iron drum, and the aura of killing was awe-inspiring like the resonance of gold and iron; in the blink of an eye, the sound of killing was like a soft finger, like a spring breeze blowing on the face of the willow silk swaying. In the midst of this softness, there was a loud roar, which seemed to be a pipa startling, but when you listen closely, it seems to be more like a strong man roaring in the wind! The long whistle is like a song, and the little fox Jiaoying is feeling the excitement of the heart and the blood is stirring, but unexpectedly, the whistle suddenly turns into a soft voice of Wu Yin, whispering softly.

The little fox felt that she was constantly shuttling between two extremely different rhythms, and for a while she was completely addicted to this magical way of music.

Zhou Baiping's feelings are completely different from those of the little fox.

She felt the endless nothingness, the endless emptiness, the endless remoteness, the endless depth and dead silence. And in this dead silence, at the end of this nothingness, there is a chill to the bone. The space seems to be slowly rotating, the nothingness seems to be slowly surging. In the void, there seems to be some kind of substance or some kind of force surging and working. But Zhou Baiping couldn't perceive their existence. There was only a little feeling, an almost intuitive sense.

Just when she wanted to peruse the deep chill, that power disappeared again. Zhou Baiping tried her best to explore the deeper and darker void, but suddenly saw a dazzling white light explode in the void!

The light was so bright and so blazing that Zhou Baiping doubted that it was what she looked at with her naked eyes. A pair of eyes will be stabbed blind in an instant!

In that light. A scorching burst of vitality erupted. It was the exact opposite of the cold and dead silence she had felt before.

"What a smart little girl. Zhou Baiping's perception was suddenly amazed.

Zhou Baiping didn't pay attention to it, although she knew that it was most likely not an illusion, but what she sensed in front of her was her biggest opportunity, and she didn't want to miss the opportunity because of her distraction.

"Well, it's pretty good. The voice continued: "If you want to know his death, first explain his life." If you want to make it cold, you must first know its heat. Death comes from life. Cold grows from heat. The extreme of life is dead, and the extreme cold of heat is ................... ”

The voice faded away, and finally it was not heard.

However, at this moment, Zhou Baiping understood what the person who spoke meant. This is the meaning of the two poles of yin and yang, which eliminate each other and grow each other, and live and die each other. This truth is known to ten people in the cultivation realm. But when it comes to what you realize in your practice, there are very few of them!

And how many people can comprehend and perceive the mystery of yin and yang in the absolute power of real existence? !

Zhou Baiping understood that someone was dialing herself. She was originally a decisive person, and in an instant, she decided the direction of her perception and understanding. The so-called life and death, she has never been in contact with before. Little is known. This opportunity is so rare, she is the first to seize it. It has to be hot and cold!

He himself belongs to the Ice Walking Spirit Root, and what he has cultivated except for the sword is the Ice Cold Spiritual Power. And his flying sword is also based on the cold attribute as one, if you take this opportunity to comprehend a little taste of the yin and yang of the meaning of cold and extreme heat, you will make a lot of money!

At the moment when she made up her mind, the voice in the dark said to herself: "Such a decisive is really a rare good seedling." Well, this girl doll is an unexpected surprise. Hmm, this blood cultivation clone with essence and blood is very interesting with this little fox. A law spirit who has mastered the way of music and rhythm, and a law spirit who has actually refined so much one-yuan heavy water. Could it be that the old guy of Zhenwu has already appeared? No wonder he was able to seduce the old man's primordial spirit. It seems that there is a lively look. ”

Fang Zhuo felt as if he had fallen into an eerie furnace. This furnace is filled with two completely different and completely materialized powers!

One of these two powers will stimulate the blood in his body at any time, making his body burn like fire. He himself was a doppelganger, completely composed of the essence and blood of Fang Zhuo's body. Later, he obtained the relics of Xuanwu Zhenjun, and a large amount of one-yuan heavy water was contained and sacrificed in his body. Bloody fever is the most easily stimulated. This is what is often referred to as the blood surge. The first force in this space was able to lightly ignite the hot blood in Fang Zhuo's blood spirit body, making his body made of blood boil!

Fang Zhuo tried his best to resist the temptation brought by this force, because he knew very well that once his blood was triggered, what was waiting for him would not be boiling, but would be burned into nothingness in an instant!

Yes, nothingness!

Not even a speck of dust will be left, it will definitely turn into nothingness. Although Fang Zhuo didn't know what kind of power he was coming into contact with, he could feel the horror of this power!

And the other force in this space is the opposite of the first.

It's a chilling force. Every moment, the heavy water in Fang Zhuo's body was surging endlessly. The one-yuan heavy water was extremely condensed, extremely heavy, and extremely stable, and every drop weighed 360,000 catties! However, under the traction of this force, the one-yuan heavy water in Fang Zhuo's body had turned into the most lively liquid at this moment, surging monstrous waves all the time! It seemed that Fang Zhuo relaxed his suppressive power a little, and these extremely heavy one-yuan heavy water would break out of his body and fly directly into the sky!

Just now, it was this power that was playing tricks in Fang Zhuo's body, and the chill of his one-yuan heavy water got out of control for a while, almost hurting the people around him.

These two polar opposing absolute forces coexisted so strangely in one place, interacting with the two forces in Fang Zhuo's body. Why there is such a coexistence or even integration, Fang Zhuo is not clear. However, he realized that the power he perceived was most likely the power of yin and yang.

The scope of the Yin and Yang Instruments was extremely wide, and Fang Zhuo had no way of judging which category this power belonged to. From the perspective of yin and yang, heaven and earth are yin and yang for each other, men and women are yin and yang for each other, the sun and the moon are yin and yang for each other, virtual and real are yin and yang for each other, light and dark are yin and yang for each other, movement and stillness, hot and cold, gains and losses, and the inside and the outside.................. And so on and so forth, the scope covered by yin and yang can be said to be omnipresent.

If you want to understand the power attribute in this space, you have to slowly adapt to it, or you can be recognized by it. Fang Zhuo had already sensed that there was definitely some kind of extremely high-end rule power in this power. This rule has a similar effect to the Divine Sense, making the force identify with or repel the monk.

Even, Fang Zhuo had already realized that it was precisely because he had come here today that the power of this space would appear. Because it was he who caught the attention of this force.

Therefore, the moment he came into contact with this mysterious power, Fang Zhuo had already realized that this was most likely the power of rules left behind by a powerful person in the Flood Era.

The power of the gods.

"I have to say, your kid's fate is really against the sky. Fang Zhuo, who was healing Yu Jiechuan's injuries, suddenly heard Monk Silent Ke say this.

"Huh?" Fang Zhuo glanced at the golden skeleton strangely.

"Your doppelganger, the clone of the blood cultivators, has encountered something terrible. With a wave of his hand, the golden skeleton suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness of the blood spirit clone with a wisp of Fang Zhuo's consciousness.

"............ this?" Fang Zhuo was surprised to perceive the colossal force of the outside world.

"Well, after you're done dealing with what is in front of you, you have to come here anyway to feel it. Your body and other doppelgangers will come. This is a mark left by Liangyi Tianzun, which is actually just an attack he made back then. If you can draw a little bit of harvest from his power, it will be of great use to your future practice. Liangyi Tianzun, an old immortal, did not cultivate to the god realm when he arrived at the Immortal God War. But this guy entered the Tao with a yin and yang epiphany, absorbing many yin and yang laws between heaven and earth, and this kind of combat power should not be underestimated. This guy is also a cultivator of the Purple Mansion Golden Immortal, and you are really lucky this time. ”

"Liangyi Heavenly Venerable, Purple Mansion Golden Immortal?" Monk Shanke's words brought a lot of information, and Fang Zhuo couldn't listen to it a little. "Monk, you said this is just the power left behind by his easy attack?"

"Yes, it seems that your blood spirit clone has a chance to improve its strength. The golden skeleton returned to Fang Zhuo's body in a flash, and then said lazily, "Don't worry, the situation in this Sealed Battlefield is by no means as simple as you imagined. It is also your providence that will lead to the legacy of this old guy. So this place is not accessible to others, but you can enter it at any time. ”

"Oh. Fang Zhuo nodded. The immortal god's methods are mysterious and unpredictable, and naturally it is not something that he can guess as a mere Jindan monk. However, it is naturally a good thing to have a chance, deal with the invasion of Luo overnight, and take your time to understand. Although he was anxious now, he could get the realization of the blood spirit clone at any time, no different from him himself on the spot. Although he may perceive different things because of different cultivations, after all, he needs to focus his main energy here now.

Fang Zhuo turned to observe Yu Jiechuan's recovery. He had to carefully observe the fall of Yu Jiechuan's realm, and keep complete information at hand so that the next treatment could go smoothly.

Fang Zhuo was busy treating Yu Jiechuan's injuries, and hurriedly withdrew from the Yintang space. He didn't notice that the two golden soul fires in the sockets of the golden skull's eyes were beating suddenly. With an immortal Buddha like Monk Shanke, a god-level Buddha master, his mood is so unstable at the moment, it is obvious that he is excited about something.

What could have made this old fellow so emotional? (To be continued......)