Tiying has limited understanding and experience of spiritual practice. In the past, she only depended on her former master.
The former master gave her everything and allowed her to enter the sea of consciousness.
But he didn't expect that Hua Shi's sword energy was about to break through the spell, but the senior brother behind him didn't speak for a long time.
Tiying was anxious: "You are not good to me!"
She immediately wanted to throw away his hand and push him away. She didn't care about his help. It was more dignified and courageous for her to bear the anger of a strange senior sister by herself.
Her ladylike senior brother reacted.
He held her palm with his backhand.
Tiying was in a trance and suddenly felt the suction coming from her palm. When her trance ended, she found herself in an empty space.
She saw Jiang Xuehe.
To be precise, it is Jiang Xuehe's soul.
She entered Jiang Xuehe's sea of consciousness, opened her eyes wide, and stared blankly at the closed-eyed boy sitting cross-legged in the pool in front of her.
The pool is a spiritual sea, and Jiang Xuehe's young spirit has a light cyan halo floating on it, representing the movement of his spiritual power.
Sitting by the water, he had black hair and snow-skinned skin, with no injuries on his body. His sleeping eyebrows were separated by the mist - she was dizzy, as if she was drunk and looking at the stars.
...Is this the true form of senior brother?
Tiying was confused and at a loss. For a time, she thought she had entered an incomprehensible dream and saw the Qingyi Immortal in her dream.
But outside of the azure light around Jiang Xuehe, there were heavy chains, filled with black energy, which were binding him all the time - this was the curse that would destroy the tattooed people in all directions.
His soul will always be locked up.
Jiang Xuehe said that he was slowly undoing the curse, but Tiying was confused: Can it be untied? If the tattooed person locks his soul with a curse, will he really not go crazy?
The young senior brother in the sea of consciousness lifted his eyelashes lightly and opened his eyes.
Tiying turned away angrily, not knowing why.
Jiang Xuehe said: "Why do you want to enter my sea of consciousness?"
His voice...
Tiying turned around in surprise: his voice was also different from reality. The real him, his voice is a little hoarse, but very soft, like jade washed up on the beach; hoarse and a little clear, like flying flowers on a quiet cliff...
Jiang Xuehe: "Junior sister?"
Tiying came back to her senses: "I want to borrow your spiritual power."
Jiang Xuehe was confused.
The spiritual roots of monks are divided into five elements. The five elements' spiritual roots are in conflict or mutually reinforcing, and one person's spiritual roots may not necessarily be used by another; that is to say, even if Jiang Xuehe is willing, Tiying may not be able to use his spiritual power.
Tiying was more patient when speaking to the beauty, and her voice was sweeter: "Let's give it a try. I want to defeat Senior Sister Hua - what if you can lend me your spiritual power?"
She gave him a small glare: she was never willing to give up the opportunity to show off to others. Not even a senior brother... can do that.
Tiying felt guilty because of her own vanity.
Jiang Xuehe: "You were seriously injured in the Five Poison Forest, are you okay?"
Tiying boasted: "I am extremely talented."
Of course Jiang Xuehe didn't trust his junior sister who had mediocre qualifications. He was afraid that she might use some forbidden technique, so he couldn't help but think about it.
When Tiying saw that he was silent, he became angry.
She explained to herself: "Huh, your spiritual roots must be used by me, and I need a lot of spiritual power... If you are weak and don't have enough spiritual power, then there is no need to show off. I don't care."
Tiying kept chattering: "Don't worry about how I use it. Although I don't like learning spells, I can still use what I learn. I..."
Jiang Xuehe: "Come."
Her guilty conscience stopped abruptly.
Tiying came back to her senses: "You and I may not have the same spiritual attributes, and I may not be able to use them. Don't be so arrogant..."
Jiang Xuehe looked down and smiled: "I guarantee you can use it."
There was an elegance about him that had nothing to do with a wild girl like her.
Tiying was stunned for a moment before thinking about what he said: How could she know it works without trying it.
But at this critical moment, the senior brother sat quietly and let her do whatever she wanted. She couldn't help it anymore and took action against her senior brother who looked very easy to bully in the sea of consciousness——
Make a spell, draw a seal, gently bend your index finger, tap between his eyebrows, and knock on the door of his spiritual sea.
In an instant, the pool of water surrounding the young man surged, and all kinds of spiritual energy flowed down the fingertips, rushing into Tiying's spiritual sea.
Tiying's index finger couldn't help but tremble when she borrowed spiritual power from someone for the first time. When she was shaken back by the power... Jiang Xuehe leaned forward and stretched out her hand, her wrist bones as jade-like.
Tiying took the time to take a glance: her hands are different from the skinny ones in reality...
He held her wrist and let her index finger rest firmly on his forehead - giving to her without expecting anything in return.
Without the disturbing gauze shield, the young man lowered his eyes with clear eyes, and the wet end of his hair touched her other hand on her knee.
Tiying raised her face and thought of the immortal who was kneeling and leaning over in her dream.
At this moment, it was as if water came from the sky and quietly poured towards her. Still water runs deep, and she understands nothing.
She cringed, shivering and leaning back an inch.
Jiang Xuehe noticed it and whispered: "Are you uncomfortable? Do you want me to step back?"
Tiying paused for a moment, then immediately became greedy, both wanting and wanting: "No!"
--
In reality, Hua Shi's sword is about to break the spell.
The talisman began to break and the sword surged forward. Tiying suddenly opened her eyes and took out a stack of yellow talismans from her arms.
Hua Shi scoffed: "Cramming?"
Tiying smiled at her: "Yes."
No one could clearly see the face of the hooded boy next to Tiying.
Tiying was seen grabbing the boy's hand with one hand and holding on to it, while the other hand quickly drew a series of talismans on the yellow paper.
She stumbled over her drawing.
The spiritual power is not functioning smoothly.
Her depleted spiritual power never allowed her to finish casting a spell, and she would always stop halfway. It takes her tens of millions of times more effort to learn a spell than others.
But Tiying himself didn’t know.
The former master never told her.
It was only after she left Qianshan that she realized that she was different from others. But she was being hunted all the time, and she had no time to be angry at her own weakness. And now she doesn't need to feel sad about her weakness——
She held Jiang Xuehe's hand tightly and obtained abundant spiritual power from senior brother Xianyang.
She didn't know that other people's spiritual energy would also dry up. She just borrowed as much spiritual energy as she needed.
Jiang Xuehe's calmness gave Tiying a wrong perception from this moment on.
She drew each talisman, and each talisman glowed with water-colored brilliance when it was completed.
The Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and the Nine Heavens and Constellations, can all be used to form a curse. The talisman paper was thrown around by Tiying, and the brilliance vibrated, repairing the original broken talisman, forming new talismans, and temporarily setting up a formation in mid-air.
When Hua Shi's seal was shattered, he fell backwards.
--
Shen Yushu in mid-air was surprised: "Eight Yang Formation?"
The Eight-Yang Formation, also known as the "Golden Bell", is a famous protective formation in Taoism. It requires eight people to guard it together, and it can ward off all evil.
But right now it’s just two people…
Shen Yushu: "She simplified the formation and set up a 'Two Yang Formation'? She..."
She didn't know how a girl with mediocre talent could do this.
Could it be that the little girl has been practicing for a long time in private?
Shen Yushu looked a little moved and stared blankly.
--
Hua Shi was blown away by the spiritual energy, and when she looked at the formation, she saw two layers of golden light rising into the sky, forming a majestic golden phase. The treasure phase was solemn, like a cover, protecting Ti Ying and Jiang Xuehe in the formation.
The formation is still evolving and the attack begins.
Hua Shi was furious.
She was such a proud girl that even problems like acidity and such were solved in her first experience. Arrogance has the capital of arrogance, and she cannot accept that she loses to a young disciple who has not officially started.
Hua Shi struggled to pull out an iron ring from the sea of consciousness. After the iron ring touched her sword, the sword energy immediately transformed into three, five, seven...
The sword was still splitting, and it took a while for the spiritual power to come out, so I started to force myself.
--
Shen Yushu's expression changed: "It's ridiculous, why are you using high-level magic weapons so randomly!"
The sword energy and the spell below are intertwined, and the spiritual energy is flowing.
The ground began to crack, spiritual power fluctuated uncontrollably, and buildings throughout the town began to shake.
But whether it was Tiying or Hua Shi, it was extremely difficult to use these spells that were far stronger than their real strength. Their minds were affected and they couldn't stop at all.
"ah--"
People around screamed.
Hua Shi had sweat on his forehead: "Please tell me for mercy!"
Tiying said harshly: "You call first."
Hua Shi was shaken: "Hurry up and stop."
Tiying's lips were pale.
Her spiritual energy was depleted very quickly, and the stars were spinning around in front of her eyes. She could no longer see her surroundings clearly, and she had to rely on strength to hold on. Of course she wants to accept it, but she can't accept it now.
Tiying's fingers touched her senior brother's warm fingertips. Her sweaty fingers shivered and she was frightened to death when she was suddenly squeezed by him.
Tiying gained the courage: "You accept me and then you accept me."
--
The fight between the two childish ghosts brings disaster to Chiyu.
The monks around him fell down after being hit by the impact, and each one of them retreated step by step despite their movements. The weaker ones immediately vomited blood.
No one expected that two disciples who had not yet started could perform at this level.
The stewards couldn't protect themselves, so they grabbed the people around them and ran away together. They also shouted to the watching mortals in the distance: "Get away quickly, don't come here!"
The earth walks like a swimming snake.
The sky is dark and the earth is dark.
The young man named Li Bu who wanted to sign up as a disciple of the Yujing Sect moved aside to avoid the collapsed tent.
The steward shouted: "Run away!"
Li stood still, his smiling round eyes saw the hooded boy in the middle of the fight——
The wind rolled up his sleeves.
The hood curtains wrapped him and the girl.
The hair tie flew out of his sleeves and entangled him and the girl. It was a symbiotic relationship.
Li Bu narrowed his eyes:
Got you.
He was motionless, and when the flying stone next to him was about to roll up on him, the flying stone moved out of the way, and there was a spiritual energy fluctuation next to him.
Li Bu turned his head and saw a girl in white with her eyes covered with white gauze pointing with her hands, luckily resisting the impact. People around her who were three feet away were all protected.
Everyone was grateful: "Thank you, fairy!"
Nan Yuan was clear and cold, her hairband and blindfold gauze flying together, her fingertips trembled slightly, but she didn't move at all.
--
A piece of light feather flew downwards, covering the sky and the sun.
--
The stewards looked up in surprise: "Elder Shen is here!"
--
The young disciples who wanted to get started looked up and said: "Immortal..."
--
Tiying finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell backwards together with her senior brother.
Amidst the flying sand and rocks, Jiang Xuehe held her waist, caught her flying, and then covered her face in his arms to prevent her from being hurt.
The collapsed baby sobbed: "Did I get into trouble? I wanted to be famous..."
Jiang Xuehe comforted softly: "Now he is also famous."
Tiying was confused by what he said: "You are so annoying -"
She heard a soft, gravelly laugh.
The tip of her ear felt itchy, so she twitched and stood on tiptoes to lift his hood to see if he was laughing at her. He hid for a moment, but the expected earth-shattering didn't happen. Tiying felt the wind, and she poked her head out of Jiang Xuehe's arms——
All of them, standing on a flight of feathers.
Including registered disciples and leaders. Among them, Hua Shi was holding a broken iron ring in a daze.
Two misty figures stood at the front of Feiyu, who took them and flew high into the sky.
The sun is dazzling, the breeze is whirling, and the white feathers are rising. The clouds are flying, the sky is vast, the jade buildings are beautiful, and the mountains are getting closer and closer.
The man's back was turned to them.
His clothes slapped his body, and he was as startled as a crane. The quality of jade is pure and clear, just like a banished immortal.
The woman looked back at them and smiled:
"The white jade capital in the sky has five cities on the twelfth floor. Immortals caress my head, knotting my hair and receiving immortality.
"Welcome everyone, it's a blessing in disguise, go straight to the Yujing Gate."
