I do not know how long it has been.
The sea of consciousness has expanded to its current limit. The entire mind becomes a world of water. But the sea of consciousness is not just like water, it is somewhere between water and mercury.
The next step is to condense the spiritual consciousness, then continue to expand the sea of consciousness, and at the same time consolidate the consciousness. This is not a short-term task, but occurs throughout the entire practice process. Even those powerful people in the Heaven-Stepping Realm are also doing this.
Su He slowly opened his eyes and his consciousness dispersed. Then he "saw" Feng Yaya curled up on his turtle shell and fell asleep. Feng Yaya was in prison and all the ghosts were floating five feet away, and the foreign minister's mountain shadow did not appear. Feng Yaya was huddled on the top of the turtle shell, with half an uneaten warm jade in her left hand and half a spiritual fruit in her right hand.
The little one raised his eyebrows. It makes people feel inexplicably distressed.
Has it been five or six days since I gathered my consciousness this time? Feng Yaya just woke up and fell asleep again. She has been lying on the turtle shell like this for the past five or six days, awake alone?
Gloomy?
Su He's heart ached for some reason.
He moved a little, and Feng Yaya woke up on the turtle shell. Blinking, he saw Su He stretching out his limbs.
"Hey, big turtle! Are you awake?"
Isn't it the sleeping period again in five or six days? Is this because I'm bored and taking a nap? Su He breathed out an inexplicable sigh of relief.
"Big turtle, big turtle, have you evolved new abilities? Can you fly?" Feng Yaya looked excited.
Sorry, no!
Su He did not evolve this time, his body did not grow, but his realm improved. The use of the acquired spiritual consciousness cannot be seen by outsiders.
If we talk about the characteristics of dragon turtles... they have them too!
Su He's gaze has its own spiritual consciousness and does not require special control and use in the psychic chapter. However, this is not the unique ability of the Dragon Turtle, it is the same for all mythical beasts. The gaze brings with it spiritual awareness, not only can it see, but it can also detect.
Su He crawled, controlling the water waves beneath him even more easily. Heading towards him, he climbed up a mound and looked into the distance with his eyes wide open.
The gray fog in the prison ghost space could no longer cover his eyes. This is not just watching, but also spiritual exploration.
"Yaya, have you been here before? Have you seen anyone else here?" Su He looked around and saw that the space was not big, about forty or fifty miles in radius, and it was not even as big as the sea or lake.
After a cursory inspection, only he and Feng Yaya were left. Those who had Yaya's aura were indeed gone.
Feng Yaya shook her head: "I've been here twice. My father brought me here. I kill these ugly guys when I come. I haven't seen anyone else... Huh?"
As if she had just discovered something, her big eyes sparkled with curiosity: "Big turtle, can you talk?"
Feng Yaya had no problem listening to the animal language. After communicating for a long time, she realized that Su He was using human language.
"I just said that Big Turtle is better than Big Zhuang! Big Zhuang can't speak for so long, and he's still hiding under the small tower and doesn't dare to come in. Idiot!"
Su He groaned and laughed. The prison ghost's lair let the camel in and embarrassed the camel.
Su He observed the hell ghost space. A golden light in the direction of his left front paw attracted the turtle's eyes. He concentrated on explaining that it was vaguely a palace.
I can't see clearly, but the golden light is so bright that I almost need to make a plaque with "I have a treasure" and hang it up.
"Yaya, do you know what the palace in front is?"
Feng Yaya tilted her head and thought for a long time before she clapped her hands and shouted: "Ah! It's a relic. My mother said that relics were found under Qingyun Gate, just under the prison. Come on, big turtle, let's go and take a look."
Su He thought for a moment and then walked towards the ruins with Feng Yaya on his back. There were ruins in the prison ghost space, but neither Feng Yiju nor Ge Laodao warned them, so they assumed there was no danger. No harm in taking a look.
Su He crawled, with water waves rolling under him, like rolling thunder in the empty space. Feng Yaya jumped up from time to time, attacking the prison ghosts to harvest soul jade. Su He occasionally asked her to cover her ears, and obtained the warm jade with divine power.
Divine power attacks the soul, and logically it has nothing to do with sound, but Feng Yaya is not affected by covering her ears, which is strange.
Su He always felt that this little guy was a humanoid beast.
Stop and go, hunting and marching, I don’t know how long the ruins are in front of me.
But it was still unclear, as if there was a layer of frosted glass outside the ruins.
"Space?" Su He was confused. This is a space wall membrane. Su He has an external space, so he understands the space better.
The ruins and the hell ghost space are not in the same space. At this moment, the two spaces are just intersecting. It's like a mirage, ethereal. Su He and Feng Yaya passed through without any feeling.
Feng Yaya jumped up and punched, the air in all directions shattered, and the ruins palace remained the same.
Su He squinted and examined carefully, and could vaguely see a stone statue standing tall in the space. It's just that the direction of that space is different from that of the hell ghost space. It seems that the ruined palaces and stone statues are all lying flat.
Can't see it, can't get in, it's of no use.
No wonder Master and the others didn’t mention it. Su He widened his eyes and tried his best to look into the space of the Golden Palace. Nothing works.
But vaguely, a peacock spread its wings and flew by.
The peacock is not real, it is half illusory, like a projection from the ruins.
The peacock flew across Feng Yaya's body, but Feng Yaya didn't notice anything.
Not a living thing!
The peacock's eyes were dull and its wings were waving too regularly. It looked like a puppet or an afterimage.
It flew across a short distance and disappeared.
No danger or discomfort was felt, it was a normal event in the ruins. After asking Feng Yaya, the little girl knew nothing, but her eyes were full of surprise. She wanted to fly on a peacock again.
I am even more curious about this ruins.
The ruins are isolated by space, and no one or one turtle can reach them despite all their efforts. Su He expanded the foreign minister's space and went towards the ruins.
Since the ruins have appeared here, it proves that this is the time when the space barrier is weak. I wonder if the outer space can be perceived?
After putting on the Foreign Minister Space, Su He's eyes instantly became lively. felt it!
What's pushed into the outer space is the statue's hair bun?
The statue's bun was still ethereal even in the outer space, and had no real appearance, but Su He could sense it.
This statue gave Su He an extremely powerful feeling, with a hint of domineering and a bit of madness. If it weren't for the space, Su He turned around and ran away.
The material of this statue is extraordinary, but it’s a pity that I can’t get inside.
I wonder if Fushan can absorb it through space?
It stands to reason that it is possible, after all, even the space can be absorbed by the mountain.
Su He's movement is carried down the mountain. The majestic breath poured into the shadow of the foreign minister from the negative mountain. The appearance appears instantly.
Can!
Su He was overjoyed.
…
In the Fuyang Sect of Dongyun Mountain, grief and excitement are intertwined, and the atmosphere is indescribably awkward.
Today, the Changfeng Sect teamed up with the Swaggering Sect to attack the Fuyang Sect. Dozens of disciples were killed and captured, which made the entire Fuyang Sect fall into grief. They wanted to blame Zuo Su'er for digging for treasures and making enemies, but the treasures they brought back were shocking. Heartbeat.
Zuo Su'er squatted on the leader's throne with a carefree attitude: "Aren't there just a few bastards who died? Later, I will go find the brothers who were once in the village, and they will be replenished in one day, ensuring that the Fuyang sect only has a few people." More, no less!”
The head's wife closed her eyes and didn't want to pay attention to him.
Can this be the same? The thieves from your village are here. Is the Fuyang Sect a den of thieves or a sect? Is it yours or your husband’s?
When he opened his mouth to scold, Zuo Suer put down the suckling pig and touched his head back and forth with his greasy hands.
"Hiss! Who is shaving my head?"
