The Duanyan Mountain Range divides Huzhou and Yunzhou, and there are dozens of large and small cultivating sects, as well as hundreds of thousands of various cultivating families.
Not far from Xingluo Lake, there are two third-rate sects and one second-rate sect.
When Ke Xiaoliang used the Spirit Gathering Formation to suck in spiritual energy.
These sects all reacted.
Looking at the funnel-shaped spiritual energy vortex between the mountains, the only Nascent Soul cultivator of Fei Waterfall Sect sneered.
"What kind of madman gathers spiritual energy like this in the realm of my waterfall without even saying hello?"
"Looking at the form of spiritual energy entrenched, it should be refining some kind of magic weapon...! Taking it without telling you is theft. No matter who you are...you have to pay compensation!"
With his eyes flickering, the Yuanying cultivator flew through the air in the direction of Xingluo Lake.
At the same time, all the surrounding sects and families, large and small, sent people to gather in the direction of Xingluo Lake, where the spiritual energy poured in like a funnel.
Dozens of people gathered outside the formation, shouting and cursing inside.
Before they started to break into the formation, they suddenly felt that the entire sky had become 'empty'.
An extremely majestic and unimaginable figure actually covered the entire sky.
The moment the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Fei Waterfall Sect saw that figure, he trembled all over. The Nascent Soul was so frightened that he almost had a miscarriage. His legs trembled and he collapsed on his flying boat.
"The sun and the moon are the eyes, the stars are the orifices, the breath becomes thunder, the hair is like a dragon... This is... this is the legendary Pan... Pan...!" After all, the Yuanying monk did not dare to spit out that term. , because this is really... too scary!
Although the world of spiritual practice has never talked about basic scientific methods, but...the scene in front of me, it...doesn't cultivate immortality either!
All the monks who are blocked between the mountains and outside the formation are the same.
They were all frightened.
That aura that suppresses everything, that figure that condenses huge energy and towers over the sky... is definitely not an illusion, not a fiction.
This is real!
This is real!
who I am?
What am I doing?
Why am I here?
Everyone's brains were stunned, and only a few simple questions echoed at this time.
Such an impact undoubtedly made primitive people see the spaceship.
Apart from kneeling down and kowtow, there seems to be no other choice.
Ke Xiaoliang didn't pay attention...or care about the crowd of people watching.
Driving his martial arts body, Ke Xiaoliang felt extremely wonderful.
"There is still a time limit. Within seven or eight minutes, you should only consume some infuriating energy at most. If it exceeds ten minutes, your body may be depleted, and you need to make up for it afterwards. If it exceeds fifteen minutes, irreversible injuries will occur... Of course I am very strong now. Unless those immortals and Buddhas come to the world and true gods come to the world, otherwise... there should be no one in this world who can withstand my full power for fifteen minutes." Ke Xiaoliang clenched his fist and looked at it in the palm of his hand. The captured space black hole has a new definition and concept of its own power.
The Dharmakaya slowly retracted.
The giant changes and dissipates.
Ke Xiaoliang restored it to its most original state.
"The change took about ten seconds and consumed 30% of the energy. It should be the beginning and the end, which itself will consume a lot of energy." Ke Xiaoliang felt the amount of energy in his body, and then took a deep breath.
Thirty percent of the consumed energy was restored with the intensive spiritual energy replenishment.
Outside the mountains and outside the formation, the monks gathered around to watch slowly came to their senses after a while.
Then they looked at each other without saying anything and headed back home.
Some casual cultivators are even ready to relocate.
What?
Someone drained all the spiritual energy for hundreds of miles in one breath? As a result, some disciples went wrong in their practice, some monks made elixirs and exploded furnaces, and some monks failed to make weapons or draw talismans?
Nothing! Nothing!
Everyone doesn’t mind, they are neighbors after all!
Isn't it normal to be friendly, help each other and understand each other?
The small commotion was quietly resolved after Ke Xiaoliang showed his powerful side.
At this time... the real person Bihan in Gaowu's world has been alone for ninety years.
For the past ninety years, she had been studying martial arts, improving her realm, and polishing her martial arts skills.
And for the last ten years, she was left with a magic spell.
With the martial arts form, even in the world of high martial arts, it seems that you can cast spells after a little transformation.
Therefore, Master Bihan picked up the rejuvenation spell.
She tried hard to recall the conjectures and inspirational breakthroughs that Lian Yunzi once told her.
Put these fragments of sentences together.
Lian Yunzi spent half his life trying to reproduce the clouds and rain based on the rejuvenation mantra. Master Bihan did not want it to be lost again.
She wants to complete the clouds and rain again.
In the ninety-eighth year of being alone in the dark space, spiritual raindrops began to float in this small space.
Under the water of these raindrops, Master Bihan fell asleep comfortably for the first time in nearly a hundred years.
She slept for a whole year.
In the first hundred years, she worked hard to find herself. She seemed to sense that... she was about to walk out of this dark space.
In reality, Bihan's consciousness slowly returned to his body.
When her tired and old soul returned to its original body.
The energy and mana all began to boil.
Ke Xiaoliang gathered at Xingluo Lake, and all the spiritual energy that he had not absorbed swarmed towards Master Bihan.
Her realm continues to improve, her meridians continue to expand, and her martial arts will has begun to build a huge extracorporeal energy circulation.
At the same time, her originally full head of hair turned white in an instant.
The snow-white hair contrasts with the red face and white skin, making her look even colder.
Yang Zhenzhen looked at his wife's sudden change and was so surprised that she was speechless.
But Master Bihan, after absorbing all the spiritual energy, and the martial arts image outside his body disappeared in a flash, he turned to look at Yang Zhenzhen.
She seemed to be still thinking.
To her, Yang Zhenzhen was already a hundred years ago.
What's more, the one hundred years of loneliness and silence in the dark space are even longer than the one thousand or ten thousand years of existence in the outside world.
"Really?" Master Bihan shouted hesitantly.
What greeted her was Yang Zhenzhen's warm hug and tears welling up again.
She had been worried and scared.
But she never spoke to stop him, let alone expressed her fear.
She has always been so sensible.
Hesitantly, he slowly put his hand on Yang Zhenzhen's head. The familiar touch awakened Bihan's long-lost memory and humanity.
"Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid! Master's wife is here... Master's wife is here!" Master Bihan murmured.
His eyes gradually became clearer.
At this time, all the hatred was gone, but it was as cold as an eternal glacier.
A hundred years of silence have frozen not just the heart and anger.
"Congratulations! You came out!" Ke Xiaoliang said to Bihan.
Master Bihan looked at Ke Xiaoliang outside the door, hesitated, and nodded.
"Thank you!"
After thanking you so mildly, she was stunned for a moment, and then continued: "I probably know why you opened a pastry shop in Belvedere!"
"It turns out... you just want to prove that you are still alive."
Ke Xiaoliang smiled slightly awkwardly.
"I thought so?"
