Ying Huanhuan looked down at her right hand. At this time, the little hand, which was originally white as jade, had become crystal clear. It looked like a piece of profound ice for thousands of years, and on top of it, there were rows of flowers like flowers. The usual ice patterns were engraved, and she shook her palm slightly, feeling the terrifying power surging in that right hand, but her eyes became more complicated.
What a familiar power.
"Ugh."
A sigh sounded from behind her, Ying Huanhuan turned her head slightly, and then she saw the Lord of Darkness standing behind, she looked at Ying Huanhuan’s little crystal-like hands, and smiled bitterly, not knowing it was regrettable. Still happy.
"Fortunately, it's just that one arm has changed a little." Ying Huanhuan smiled at the Lord of Darkness and said.
The Lord of Darkness approached, and Ying Huanhuan's slender jade hand held Ying Huanhuan's small, transparent hand, and a terrible cold air suddenly spread along the palm of her palm. Even with her strength, she felt a tingling pain in her palm.
"This kind of power, once the suppression is released, will gradually diffuse out, and finally spread to your whole body, when that time... you will have to be the same as before." The Lord of Darkness murmured.
Ying Huanhuan was silent for a while, and said, "Don't worry so much, maybe even if that power recovers, I can still maintain my character."
The smile on the dark lord's cheek was a bit bitter. She had seen what the result of Ying Huanhuan's use of that power in the past. Her emotions seemed to be completely frozen and cold, making people feel a little bit of body chill when looking at it.
"After he came out, I saw you like this..." The Lord of Darkness glanced at the stone statue and sighed.
Ying Huanhuan's icy blue eyes stared at the stone statue, a light smile appeared on her cheeks, and said, "This fool, always wants to surpass me... But it's so easy for me to surpass."
At the end of the talk, the smile on her lips can no longer tell whether it is bitter or what. It turns out that sometimes it is too good to make people so helpless.
The Lord of Darkness nodded in sympathy, surpassing Little Junior Sister? This was really difficult. Among the eight of them, Bingzhu was the last disciple of Fu Zu, but the achievement was the greatest. At the same time, Fu Zu was the only one who said that she might be qualified to reach his level.
How easy is it to surpass this kind of evil demon who is even less than a genius
"But I hope this guy can condense the shrine, otherwise, there is really no chance." The Dark Lord said.
"He can." Ying Huanhuan smiled, and then she took out a slender snow-white long-sleeved glove, and hid her slightly changed little hand in it, and then lightly swiped her fingertips, and an ice rune fell. Go to the glove, then hide in.
And as the rune concealed, the terrifying chill emanating from Ying Huanhuanyu's hand gradually converged.
Upon seeing this, the Lord of Darkness just shook his head, and couldn't say more.
"What should I do next?" There was a vigorous voice, and only a few people from Master Yan entered here, and then asked Ying Huanhuan.
"Since the Chaos Demon Sea Alliance is formed, it is not a problem to rely on their power to fight those alien demons. Let's... go find those guys." Ying Huanhuan pulled up her long ice-blue hair. There was a little chill.
"I feel that they should be planning something, so it's better to find them out. They indulge in the raging monsters, just to disrupt our sight and make us have no time to pay attention."
Upon hearing this, the Yan Master nodded their heads.
"In addition, in this ancestral palace, we should also select some potential runners to come in for training. If the world war starts again, we also need to improve our overall strength as much as possible." Ying Huanhuan thought for a while, tilted his head slightly. , Said: "Let Qingtan enter the palace to practice."
The palace there is considered to be the most important place in the ancestral palace. Although it is not as good as the training ground in this stone statue that can reverse time, it is far from comparable to other places. Qingtan and Lin Dong are brothers and sisters, so she naturally needs to take care of them.
"Let's go, we should start too."
Having said this, Ying Huanhuan was also the first to walk out, and when she was about to turn the corner, she turned her head again, took a deep look at the stone statue, the little hand with snow white gloves, and gently squeezed it.
"Lin Dong, you will succeed... I am waiting for you."
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When Lin Dong stepped into the stone statue, he could clearly feel the heaven and the earth turning, the star moving, and a faint feeling of dizziness surged to his head, but when he drove the dizziness away, he found that it was already in front of him. The appearance has changed drastically.
Appearing in front of Lin Dong was an old altar. Around the altar, there was a towering stone ladder. At the top of the stone ladder, there seemed to be a dilapidated futon.
Around the altar, there is an endless void. When you look at it, you can only see the darkness like ink. The altar is in this void, like a floating mayfly, which is extraordinarily mysterious.
Lin Dong walked up the stone ladder, then ascended the altar step by step, and came to the top position. The shabby futon was like weed weeds, very inconspicuous, but Lin Dong perceives a wave on it as if it is superior to it. The remaining breath of heaven and earth.
That was... Left by Fu Zu!
Lin Dong's expression was solemn. In this world, from ancient times to the present, there is such an aura, except for the Lord Fuzu, I am afraid that there is really no second place.
This place should be the training ground where Master Fuzu once lived.
"Do you want to cultivate out of the shrine here..."
Lin Dong shook his head and felt a little pressure. Although he has now reached the Great Rune Sect realm with spiritual power, he still understands how terrifying the gap between this realm and the Condensed Shrine really is.
"But... no matter how difficult it is, it has to be completed."
Lin Dong pursed his mouth. After Ying Huanhuan opened the ancestral palace, he faintly felt something was wrong. If he hadn't expected it wrong, it would have done some damage to her, but she was deliberately concealing it. NS.
"I know it's difficult to surpass you, but... It's not my temper to give up like this."
Lin Dong smiled, and immediately he slowly sat down on the shabby futon, his eyes closed slightly, and his mind gradually sank into the Niwan Palace. The so-called Condensation Shrine, in fact, is to put it simply. This Niwan Palace was transformed into a divine palace, but this step was basically impossible from a certain angle.
The Niwan Palace is born and extremely peculiar. It is not as clear as the dantian. Niwan Palace is generally wandering. It may be just a very subtle spot of light, but in it, it contains The spirit of a person.
If the dantian is broken, there may be a way to survive, but once the mental power is wiped out, then it will become a vegetative person with only a body and no consciousness, and condensing the palace, it is likely to cause damage to the Niwan Palace. As a result, it hurts the spirit and energy. When the time comes, the shrine has not been condensed, and it has become a vegetative.
This kind of situation has not been rare throughout the ages. This is also the peak of many spiritual powers who have reached the top of the Great Talisman Sect. They dare not touch that step, because that step is generally nine deaths.
However, that kind of fear obviously cannot shake Lin Dong's determination. The power of the world is accompanied by risks, but if he doesn't even have the courage to try to reach out, then he is destined to be unable to go far on the path of the strong, not to mention. , Want to surpass the ice master...
Lin Dong sits quietly, but his mind has entered another world, where thunder condenses, hurricanes blow, hail like rain, just like the cruel situation in the flood period.
This is Lin Dong's Niwan Palace.
His mind floated in this violent Niwan Palace, and then while his mind moved slightly, there was spiritual power condensed, and finally turned into a spiritual body, that appearance, like Lin Dong.
Lin Dong's mental body looked at the violent Niwan Palace, and then smiled faintly. He could feel the vast spiritual power surging here, but if he wanted to condense the temple, it was obvious that these spiritual powers lacked solidity and toughness.
In the past, he paid attention to vitality, and the cultivation of spiritual power was slightly relaxed. Now that he wants to condense the temple, he must naturally make up for this step of cultivation.
This will take a long time, but fortunately, he now has plenty of time. In this training field, time is ten times slower than the outside world. It’s ten years here and the outside world is only one year. Therefore, Lin Dong can use these. Time, come to practice all the mental power courses that have been left before.
call.
Lin Dong's mental body exhaled a cloud of white air, and then also sat down. Around him, violent thunder and hurricanes continued to roar in, but they never fell on his body.
As he entered the concentration, the vast spiritual power in the Niwan Palace suddenly condensed into strands, and then like a white dragon, plunged into the breath of Lin Dong, after a long while, drilled out again, but when it came out, That strand of mental power has become more solid than before, and a faint light flickers on it.
As Lin Dong swallowed like this, more and more mental powers poured in continuously, and finally it seemed as a thick white mist that enveloped Lin Dong's body.
And Lin Dong sits quietly, his body shape is like a rock.
Obviously it takes a long time to temper all the mental power here, and Lin Dong is also well aware of it, without the slightest anxiety in his heart. He completely sinks his mind and has a clear state of mind. Sometimes, He will even forget where he is, just habitually swallow his mental power, and then temper...
In the violent Niwan Palace, time passed quietly, the figure remained motionless, his body seemed to be covered with dust, and in a blink of an eye, it was already a year.