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As if groggy, a ray of light suddenly broke.

Pei Xihe only felt that this ray of mind followed the "bridge" built by the drop of Jianmu essence, led by Hunyuan Qi, shuttled through the unspeakable wonderland, and finally reached the end.

The "virtual" mind turns into the incarnation of "real".

Pei Xihe could see the bright light flickering in front of her, her eyes sank slightly, and her thoughts were churning.

These states are probably due to the wonderful power of "Jianmu", and the abnormal movement of Hunyuan Qi cannot be ignored.

In other words, Hunyuan Qi has changed a long time ago, and every time the "Gen Yi Jing" is run, there will be changes, but Pei Xihe's celestial realm does not notice it.

Now, because of refining the essence of building wood, she finally discovered it by accident.

Where the traction is pointing to is still unknown. Pei Xihe has a guess or two in his heart, but it is difficult to say for sure.

Because she wanted to confirm what she thought in her heart, she never cut off this connection, and let her mind come here to find out.

After all, the Hunyuan Qi was conceived from her soul, which is the foundation of the "Gen Yi Jing", and it has a great relationship. It is necessary to understand why this change occurred, so that Pei Xihe can feel at ease.

She raised her head and looked forward, her golden pupils were filled with silence.

Jump in, and reach another world with this incarnation of mind and spirit that is between the virtual and the real.

Pei Xihe stood in the air, but saw palaces and palaces around him.

The flame burns agarwood, and the bead curtains reflect each other, and the surroundings are wide, only the center has a confession.

Hanging the piccolo from above, she could see that it was full of emerald green, rich in color and smooth in texture, with green and golden spirit patterns lingering on the body of the flute, and the Taoist rhyme was mysterious.

Surprisingly, Pei Xihe felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart, as if they had met each other a long time ago, like flesh and blood.

She suddenly remembered that she had heard the flute playing music in a trance before, and thought it was someone else's trick at the time, but now her doubts were swept away, and she concluded for no reason that it was caused by this thing!
Pei Xihe took a deep breath, stepped forward, and every time she took a step, the piccolo shone with light and played a leisurely and joyful sound.

Obviously she has never come here in real body, but with every step, green lotuses are born, and the petals are shining.

This was not born of Pei Xihe's power, it was all because of the jade flute that was offered on the case.

"call out."

There was a rustling wind coming from behind him, Pei Xihe looked back at the prime minister, but saw the door of the palace was closed quietly, and a man's figure was reflected in the sunlight.

He seemed extremely anxious, but at this moment, he had some scruples and never pushed the door open.

Pei Xihe didn't care about such a change, she turned her head and continued walking towards the jade flute in the center.

As they get closer, she can feel the dark calling in her heart.

Before he could face him, Pei Xihe stopped walking.

Her golden pupils were so clear that it took only seven or eight breaths to move forward.

"Chun Yi Wu Sheng."

Pei Xihe spit out these four words slowly from between her lips and teeth. Ever since Dige used his supernatural powers to revive all the Hunyuan Qi in her soul, she also saw a few memory fragments suddenly.

White clothes, blood shadows, long swords, debts.

Golden Bell, Tears, Piccolo, Repayment.

Pei Xihe's golden pupils instantly turned into darkness, and he laughed instead.

The empty hall was suddenly filled with her wanton laughter. The person waiting outside the hall heard this sound, and after several steps, they still stayed in place.

"There is no kite in Taishang."

Pei Xihe finally called out this name, and raised his hand to touch the emerald jade flute, and saw that the flute burst into a majestic blue light, rushing towards the incarnation of mind and spirit.

At the same time, in the blue light that filled the hall, there was a figure that changed from illusory and hazy to clear and solid.

The woman is dressed in plain white clothes, embroidered with a silver phoenix, a jade flute hanging from her waist, and a golden bell in her wrist.

She faced Pei Xihe head-on, her closed eyes trembled slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and finally opened a pair of silver-white pupils like a deep starry sky.

The eyes of the two women met, and they both understood it.

Pei Xihe's golden eyes were shining, defiant and disdainful.

The phantom woman looked at her, facing her eyes, and suddenly let out a soft sigh.

Even though he never said a word, Pei Xihe understood what he wanted to know from it.

The cognitions that were previously detected, guessed, and speculated from those memory fragments were all overthrown, shattered, and reshaped at this moment.

Pei Xihe never thought that she was Taishang Wuzheng, her existence was unique and belonged only to herself.

This is her true spirit.

But at this moment, Pei Xihe had to admit that perhaps there really was a wonderful connection between the past and the present, and they eventually had similarities.

They are actually a kind of people.

The plain-clothed woman was about to say something, but she saw Pei Xihe's condensed mind suddenly shattered, making her silvery pupils a little regretful.

"Boom."

People outside the palace opened the door and entered, and saw the phantom figure smiling at him.

"Sister!"

……

Here, the "bridge" collapses and loses the things that sustain it. Naturally, it is difficult for a ray of mind to survive across the sky.

However, Pei Xihe's avatar disintegrated, but she did not leave completely. She actually found that there was still a slight force to pull it to another place.

The "bridge" magic power contained in that drop of Jianmu essence was about to run out, and it was difficult to help her condense into an avatar like before, but Pei Xihe was puzzled and wanted to find out.

The previous traction was caused by the Hunyuan Qi left in the jade flute by her predecessor, but now where can the Hunyuan Qi with her imprint be stored?

The moment when the mind descends is also the time when the power of Jianmu's essence is exhausted.

Just a glance.

Pei Xihe caught a glimpse of a square palace among the clouds, where the celestial spirit condensed into golden water, flowing and falling into the misty mist, stirring up a large area of ​​auspicious images, which was mysterious and ethereal.

The word "Shangyang" is clearly written on the plaque in the hall.

There is a male cultivator in the hall, his brows are as bright as a clear wind and a bright moon, and his face is serious, he is clearly similar to Liu Qingci from Tianxu Shenzhou back then.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged, feeling something in his heart, unexpectedly took out a golden bell from his bosom.

This person's eyes were originally pregnant with extraordinary runes, but at this moment they looked extraordinarily dim. Looking at the golden bell, the pupils were dark and unpredictable.

There is also a hole on its shoulder, although it has not bleed, but it is climbing the dark Dao pattern, which is very familiar to Pei Xihe, it is the handwriting of the Dao soldier 'Ling Tian Gun' she has contracted.

This is the person behind Liu Qingci back then!The caster of the technique of descending the gods, the master of the spirit god who almost killed Pei Xihe!

After receiving this glance, Jianmu's Miaoli vanished into thin air, and Pei Xihe's mind was like rootless duckweed, dissipating into nothingness.

Han Minglou felt something, cast his eyes there, the corners of his lips curled up, and the smile didn't reach his eyes, but it seemed cold and frosty.

"Azheng, I won back then, and now, I will never lose."

"Whether it's you or her."

He clenched the golden bell tightly in his hand, but saw a white light lingering between his brows, which was what attracted Pei Xihe's attention to this place.

Hunyuanqi.

……

Returning to her real body, before Pei Xihe had time to think about what happened before, she felt that drop of Jianmu essence had been thoroughly tempered in the cauldron, turning into billowing green air and white mist, pouring towards her.

Sweeping through the meridians of the physical body, running the mud balls, the crimson palace, and the sea of ​​qi, penetrating the three major dantians, making the villain of the Yuanshen feel like being washed, and burst out a jade-like moist light!

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