Qin Yanzhi raised his eyes silently, and saw that Miao Wenxiang still had a tear on her eyelashes, but gave him a bright smile.
"You must live." Miao Wenxiang approached the blood pond, "If you dare to die, I have a way to make your soul suffer day and night, and you will never be born again."
He still smiled, but uttered such a ferocious threat.
Qin Yanzhi did not doubt the other party's words. There were many strange secret techniques in the Middle Ages, and Miao Wenxiang was always strange.
He said slowly, "When are you going to let me out of the blood pool?"
Miao Wenxiang did not answer, but said, "You are finally willing to speak. Your voice is so nice, you should talk more."
He crouched down slowly and waved to Qin Yanzhi: "Come here, let me take a good look at you."
Qin Yanzhi knew that even if he didn't move, Miao Wenxiang could pull him by the chain, so he walked over on his own initiative.
Miao Wenxiang: "Give me your hand."
Qin Yanzhi raised his hand, and the cold touch rested on his wrist, and saw Miao Wenxiang pondering slightly, and said, "You feel it too? Your body has changed."
Qin Yanzhi hesitated a little, but nodded.
Miao Wenxiang whispered: "It's not easy for people like us. To save you is to save myself. Trust me, I will not harm you."
His fingers followed Qin Yanzhi's wrist and slowly stroked upwards, Qin Yanzhi frowned and drew back his hand.
Miao Wenxiang smiled, "Why are you so shy? What is there to avoid between you and me?"
Qin Yanzhi: "Self-respect."
Miao Wenxiang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly burst into laughter, her whole body trembling with laughter. After laughing enough, he slowly stood up, took out the prepared things from his arms and sprinkled them into the pool.
He stood quietly by the pool, watching Qin Yanzhi bend down in pain, and even his head was about to dip into the pool of blood.
"Next time I come, if you are still alive, you can leave the blood pool."
He covered the eagerness in his eyes and said softly, "I look forward to that day more than you."
When the boiling blood pool returned to calm, Qin Yanzhi stood up straight, and his eyes were icy cold.
At this time, Jing Yuezheng and his cheap master came to an extremely cold place. Since he entered the torrent realm, all he saw were green mountains and green fields, but the place was silver.
In front of you are the rolling glacier mountains, reflecting the cold light under the moonlit night.
A Wu told Jing Yue that these glaciers were formed at the beginning of chaos, and they were also the source of all waters in this world. Every hundred years of today, a drop of the water of Tianyan will melt, and the water of Tianyan will turn into a water vein, merge into the rivers, lakes and seas, nourishing all the creatures on the earth.
"You know, I have no talent." A Wuzi came here with a much more serious attitude than usual. "In the past, I just found this place and realized a mysterious power from the water of Tianyan, and at that moment, I was suddenly able to practice."
Jing Yue looked at the nearest iceberg and listened to Ah Wudao: "Actually, I sensed the same power from you, and this is the real reason why I accepted you as my disciple."
Jing Yue was startled, "What power?"
A Wu stared at him with deep eyes, there were things in his eyes that he couldn't understand, and for some reason, Jing Yue was a little nervous, he always felt that what A Wu had to say had a lot to do with him.
A Wu: "It's hard to say, it's mysterious again."
Jingyue: "..."
A Wu: "Anyway, as soon as I use that power, I can draw vitality into my dantian." He paused and added: "And I also have the talent of water movement, which can control water."
As he spoke, he spread out his fingers, and the palm of his hand was immediately covered with a thin layer of frost, and the thin frost was like flowing fine sand, gradually condensing into an ice flower.
A Wu looked at Jing Yue, and handed the ice flower in his hand to Lan Feng, who was shrinking in Jing Yue's arms, only a head appeared.
Lan Feng was simply flattered, she felt a fever on her face, and her head sank back into Jing Yue's arms, revealing only a pair of shy and timid eyes.
A Wu: "Jiji, don't you like Binghua?"
Lan Feng stared at the ice flower, then looked up at its sceneries, and whispered something that Ah Wu didn't understand, "Jiji, for the sake of your heart, accept it reluctantly, but, But even though Jiji accepts your flowers, it won't develop any strange relationship with you, so don't be delusional!"
After finishing speaking, it came out of Jingyue's front in a beautiful way, and was about to grab the flower with its small mouth, when the ice flower quickly turned into ice dust, flowing from Ah Wu's fingers to the ground.
At the same time, it heard Ah Wu's unbridled laughter.
Lan Feng: "..."
Jingyue: "..." The ghost is much more serious, it's all an illusion!
Lan Feng was so wronged that she wanted to cry, but she didn't wait for Jingjing's comfort.
At this moment, Jing Yue was thinking about what A Wu had just said, and he suspected that what A Wu had realized was a kind of mental method. This kind of mind method can not only help people to bring qi into the body, but also allow Ah Wu to practice water magic...
"When the first ray of sunlight falls, the water of Tianyan will be born." A Wu suddenly said, interrupting Jing Yue's thinking, "Sit down first, calm down and wait."
Jingyue: "...Okay."
Soon, the end of the night was suddenly marked with a red line, like the scars of the night.
"Here it is!" A Wu stared at an ice ridge protruding from the iceberg, and said to Jing Yue, "Okay, chances are hard to come by, if you weren't my disciple, I wouldn't bring you here. ."
Jing Yue: "Master, did you bring anyone else here?"
A Wu: "I brought a few boys here before, but they couldn't understand anything..."
At this time, Jing Yue had lost his mind, because a drop of water slowly formed on the ice thorn, and at that moment, he was taken away by the drop of water.
That drop of water is colorful and colorful, as if it contains the infinite universe, the mountains and rivers of the world.
From this drop of water, he saw the beginning of chaos, the fall of stars, the rise and fall of mountains, rivers and the earth, and the birth and death of billions of creatures.
This water has its own soul, and the soul nurtures the Dao of Heaven. Jing Yue suddenly realized that when he comprehends the water of Tianyan, he is comprehending the Dao of Heaven.
He never felt that he was so close to the Tao of Heaven. Jing Yue stretched out his hand and instinctively wanted to touch it, but everything was like the reflection of the stars in the water, and he couldn't grasp anything at all.
At the same time, the Shiyu Cangming Dafa he practiced began to operate on its own, and the surrounding vitality poured into his dantian frantically, endlessly and endlessly.
It may be ten thousand years, or it may only be a moment, Jingyue only feels that his strength has skyrocketed, and his dantian is constantly expanding and rotating, as if the space and time are within his grasp.
"Tick-tock-"
With the drop of water falling, Jing Yue only felt his soul tremble, and his body made a crisp sound like popping beans. He couldn't help groaning any longer - then, he advanced.
It is not from the cave world to the cave world, but directly from the cave to return to the virtual!
Everything happened in an instant, if he hadn't experienced it himself, he couldn't believe it.
After a long time, Jing Yue finally came to his senses. He recalled the mysterious feeling just now, and then realized what he had gained.
Jing Yue was overjoyed, turned his head and wanted to say something to A Wu, only to see that the other party was still in the middle of the meditation.
Jing Yue was a little envious at first, but then he thought about it, the other party has passed the calamity, and naturally he can understand more than him.
He closed his eyes again, and used his divine sense to probe every inch of his body. After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a sword cry, and he felt a sharp sword energy.
Jing Yue opened his eyes, and saw that A Wu had an ice sword in his hand at some point. At this time, the other party was dancing wildly with the sword in his hand. The sky suddenly changed color. The moon is bright again, and the place where the moonlight shines is shrouded by Ah Wu's sword.
Jing Yue even had the illusion that if A Wuruo thought about it, the stars could fall with a single strike.
But these were not enough to shock him. What really made him feel like he was struck by lightning was that he was very familiar with this set of swordsmanship, and it was clearly the sword move that Canglan swordsmanship could practice when returning to the virtual world - Hanyue Descending the Stars.
A Wu obviously understands the meaning of this move better than him, and can use this sword more smoothly than him, the power can be imagined. But no matter what, what the other party showed was indeed the Canglan Sword Technique!
"How is it possible..." Jing Yue stood stiffly on the spot, his mind went blank.
"Clang-"
The ice sword flew up in the air, straight towards the bright moon, and finally turned into snow foam and ice dust, which disintegrated into the air.
A Wu couldn't stop laughing. Using his hand as a sword, he carved a handwriting on a grey boulder.
"Close your eyes and meditate, hold your hands firmly in meditation, close your lips and teeth, and hold Kunlun in your hands."
"Gather the divine light, reach the heart of the sky, enter the mud pill, and approach the air cavity."
…
Jing Yue clearly did not recognize those words, but he clearly knew the meaning of each word.
Those words, since the previous life, he has memorized for more than 10,000 years.
As A Wuyue wrote more and more deeply, Jing Yue's fear grew bigger and bigger, he felt like a chess piece, being manipulated at will by the fate of the chess player.
"I hold Cangming, and all waters are united."
When Ah Wu finished writing the last word and turned around again, he saw that his disciple was already stupid.
He could feel that Jingyue had benefited greatly, but it was because the other party was too pleasantly surprised by this opportunity. After all, he didn't even expect that he could realize so much this time, allowing him to directly break through the previous bottleneck and create a new sword move.
He has a hunch that his swordsmanship is still close to being complete, and when he realizes it next time, he will definitely be able to completely grasp this mysterious power!
Ah Wu stepped forward and patted Jing Yue: "Are you stupid with joy?"
Jing Yue's eyes gradually became focused. He first looked at the writing on the stone, then looked at A Wu, before saying, "Master, what is engraved on you?"
A Wu glanced at the stone, "Oh, it's the experience I have summed up, roughly speaking, how to operate and refine that mysterious power for my use, don't worry, the teacher will teach you."
Jingyue: "..."
A Wu: "Hey, I believe that my power is no worse than any talent!"
Of course it won't be bad, because that's simply a heaven-order mental method!
"Tenyu Cangming Dafa..." Jing Yue murmured.
A Wu: "Shiyu Cangming Dafa, what is it?"
Jing Yue was still stunned and did not make a sound.
Ah Wu didn't care either, but instead chewed on the words "Ten Yu Cangming Dafa". The more he read it, the more he felt a surge of emotions. He suddenly shouted, "Okay! It's called Shiyu Cangming Dafa!"
Jing Yue only felt a loud noise in his head, which shook his soul - the line of cause and effect passed through the passage of time and sent him to the first moment of destiny.
He suddenly thought of the memories in the Forgotten Flowers that he had experienced in his previous life, and the grey stone that he had slept on when he was young, and that only he could feel.
Here, is it his past or his future
Did he change the effect, or did he cause the cause
"Why are you stupid again?" Ah Wu looked at him funny.
Jing Yue didn't know how to answer. He realized that he was in dialogue with history and the real creator of Shiyu Cangming Dafa.
And that person is his master!
Jing Yue suddenly knelt down heavily, unprecedented piety, unprecedented solemnity.
After kowtowing three times in a row, Jing Yue said in a trembling voice, "Master..."
Ah Wu didn't know why, so he raised his eyebrows and said, "The people from the west are always weird."
No, the disciple did not come from the west, the disciple came here many years later, the disciple, it is for you.
The author has something to say: Reminder ①: I wrote briefly before that Jingjing’s memory of Wangchenhua in his previous life was that he saw a drop of water falling, and someone told him that the drop of water was the source of all water, and then he has been in meditation.
Reminder ②: When Jingjing was a shepherd boy in his previous life, he used to sleep on the stone that the legendary fairy stepped on.
Well, maybe it's like the butterfly effect...
This map is very important. For example, Jingjing's swordsmanship has not been completed yet!