As if he was groggy, a ray of bright light suddenly broke.
Pei Xihe only felt this ray of mind, following the "bridge" built by the drop of building wood essence, guided by the Hunyuan Qi, traveling through the unspeakable wonderful realm, and finally reached the end.
The "empty" mind turns into the embodiment of "real".
Pei Xihe saw a bright light flickering in front of him, his eyes sunk slightly, and his thoughts were swirling.
This situation is probably due to the wonderful power of "building wood", and the changes in Hunyuan Qi cannot be ignored.
In other words, Hunyuan Qi has been changing for a long time, and every time it circulates the "Eternal One Sutra", there are changes, but Pei Xihe's immortal state did not notice it.
Now, due to refining the essence of Jianmu, she finally discovered it due to some strange combination of circumstances.
It is still unclear where the pulling is pointing. Pei Xihe has a few guesses in his heart, but it is difficult to make a conclusion.
Because she wanted to have her thoughts confirmed, she never broke off this connection, but let her mind come here to find out.
After all, the Hunyuan Qi was born from her soul and was the foundation of the Eternal One Sutra. It was closely related to it. Pei Xihe needed to understand the cause of this change so that Pei Xihe could feel at ease.
She raised her head and looked forward, her golden eyes filled with silence.
Jump in and reach another world with the current incarnation of mind that is between reality and reality.
Pei Xihe stood in the sky, but saw palaces and palaces all around him.
The flames are burning with agarwood, and the bead curtains reflect each other. It is vast all around, but there is a confession in the center.
A piccolo hung above it, and she could see that it was full of emerald green, with a smooth and greasy color, and green gold spiritual patterns lingering around the body of the flute, with a mysterious rhyme.
Surprisingly, Pei Xihe felt an eerie sense of familiarity in his heart, as if he had already seen her before, as if they were connected by flesh and blood.
She suddenly remembered that she had heard the sound of a flute playing in a trance before. At that time, she thought it was someone playing a trick on her, but now her doubts were gone and she concluded for no reason that it was caused by this thing!
Pei Xihe took a deep breath and stepped forward. Every time she took a step, the piccolo shone brightly and played a leisurely and joyful sound.
It was obvious that she had never come here in person, but under every step, green lotuses sprouted and bloomed with brilliance.
This was not created by Pei Xihe's power, but entirely because of the jade flute on the table.
"call out."
There was a rustling sound coming from behind him. Pei Xihe looked back at the prime minister, only to see the palace door quietly closed, and a man's figure reflected in the sunlight.
He seemed extremely anxious, but at this moment he had some scruples and did not push the door open and enter.
Pei Xihe ignored such changes, turned around, and continued walking towards the central jade flute.
The closer she got, the more she could detect the mysterious call in her heart.
When he faced him, Pei Xihe stopped walking.
Her golden eyes were clear, and only seven or eight breaths passed by taking this step forward.
"Spring is nothing."
Pei Xihe slowly spit out these four words from her lips. After Di Ge used his magical power to revive all the energy contained in her soul, she suddenly saw one or two memory fragments.
White clothes, blood shadow, long sword, debt.
Golden bells, tears, piccolo, repayment.
Pei Xihe's golden eyes suddenly turned into darkness, and he laughed out loud.
The empty space in the palace was suddenly filled with her wanton laughter. The person waiting outside the palace heard this sound and took several steps, but still stayed in place.
"Tai Shang Wu Zheng."
Pei Xihe finally called out this name, raised his hand and touched the jade piccolo, and saw majestic blue light bursting out from the flute, rushing towards the incarnation of the mind.
At the same time, in the green light that filled the hall, there was a figure that went 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 on her wrist. Her face is like a bright moon and clear clouds, and there is a sandalwood Buddha seal between her eyebrows, which makes her even more pure and pure.
She faced Pei Xihe face to face, her closed eyes trembled slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, and finally she opened a pair of silver-white pupils like the deep starry sky.
The two women looked at each other, and they both understood clearly.
Pei Xihe's golden eyes were bright, unruly and leering.
The phantom woman looked at her, looked into her eyes, and suddenly let out a sigh.
Even though he didn't say a word, Pei Xihe understood what he wanted to know.
The cognitions that were previously discovered, guessed, and speculated from those memory fragments were all overturned, shattered, and reshaped at this moment.
Pei Xihe never thought that she was the Supreme 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 maybe there was a wonderful connection between the past and present lives, and they had similarities after all.
They are actually the same kind of people.
The woman in plain clothes was about to say something, but she saw Pei Xihe's concentration suddenly shattered, causing a bit of regret to flow in her silver-white pupils.
"Bang."
People outside the palace pushed the door open and saw the illusory figure looking at him with a smile.
"Sister!"
…
The "bridge" here collapsed and the things that held it together were lost. It was naturally difficult for a ray of mind to survive across the sky.
However, Pei Xihe's incarnation was dissolved, but she did not leave completely. She actually found that there was still a slight force, pulling it to another place.
The "bridge" magical power contained in that drop of building wood essence was almost exhausted, and it was no longer possible to help her form an incarnation as before, but Pei Xihe was puzzled and wanted to find out.
The previous pulling was caused by the Hunyuan Qi left in the jade flute from the previous body, but now where can this Hunyuan Qi with her mark be stored?
The moment when the mind comes, it is also when the essence of Jianmu is exhausted.
Just a glance.
Pei Xihe glimpsed a square palace in the clouds. The aura of the fairy spirit condensed into golden water, flowing into the misty mist, stirring up a large area of auspicious signs, which was mysterious and ethereal.
The word "Shangyang" is clearly written on the plaque of the temple.
There is a male cultivator in the hall, his eyebrows are as bright as the breeze and the bright moon, and his face is solemn. He clearly looks like Liu Qingci from Tianxu Shenzhou back then.
At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged with his knees crossed. He felt something in his heart and took out a golden bell from his arms.
This person's eyes were originally pregnant with extraordinary runes, but they looked particularly dim at this moment. Looking at the golden bell, his eyes were dark and unreadable.
There was also a hole on her shoulder. Although there was no blood, it was covered with dark Dao lines, which made Pei Xihe feel very familiar. It was the handiwork of the Taoist soldier she contracted with, the Lingtian Spear.
This is the person behind Liu Qingci back then! The user of the art of subduing gods, the master of the spiritual god who almost killed Pei Xihe!
After receiving this glance, Jianmu's magical power disappeared into thin air, and Pei Xihe's mind finally became like rootless duckweed, dispersing into nothingness.
If Han Minglou felt something, he cast his gaze towards that place, the corners of his lips raised, and the smile did not reach his eyes, but seemed to be cold and cold.
"Zheng, I won back then, and I will never lose now."
"It doesn't matter if it's you or her."
He clenched the golden bell in his hand, and saw a bright white light lingering between his eyebrows, which was what drew Pei Xihe's mind to this place.
Hunyuanqi.
…
After returning to her true body, Pei Xihe didn't even have time to think about the previous experience when she felt that the drop of wood essence had been completely refined in the cauldron, turned into billowing green air and pale white mist, and poured towards her.
It sweeps through the meridians of the physical body, circulates the Niwan, Jiang Palace, and Qi Sea, and penetrates the three major Dantians. It makes the little Yuanshen feel like being washed, and a jade-like light shines out!
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