It took Feng Qingyan seven or eight months to correct the method of practicing in the first realm.

It took more than ten months to correct the method of cultivation in the second realm, and it also took seven or eight months to correct the method of cultivation in the third realm.

But it only took more than two months to correct the cultivation method of the fourth realm.

It was precisely because he had modified the method of cultivating the strongest four realms in just over two years that his mental energy was exhausted.

"The master of the palace was exhausted because he created the most powerful cultivation method in three realms..."

Xie Bian's expression changed.

After all, it is difficult to fully recover after your mental energy is exhausted, especially the higher the level, the harder it is to recover.

and.

Exhaustion of the heart is likely to lead to heart exhaustion or heart failure.

Therefore, there must be room for everything, and one must not use all his strength.

Fortunately, it seems that the Palace Master did not suffer from mental exhaustion or heart failure due to exhaustion.

This made Xie Bian feel a little relieved.

But he was exhausted and couldn't help at all. He could only rely on the palace master to recover slowly.

It may not be possible to recover yet.

The higher the realm, the less afraid of physical injuries, but the more afraid of mental exhaustion and heart failure.

Because both are almost irreversible.

The master of the palace created the most powerful cultivation method in the realm of the underworld. The mental energy consumed is unimaginable and terrifying, and it may lead to...

He was very worried that the palace master would not be able to recover.

"What should I do?"

At this moment, Xie Bi'an gently put down the palace master and let him lie flat on the gorgeous bubbles. "You have created the most powerful cultivation method in the underworld. Can you still recover your mental strength?"

If the mental strength cannot be recovered, the person will be almost useless.

But fortunately.

This is just a clone of the Palace Master.

After an unknown amount of time, Feng Qingyan finally opened his eyes and slowly woke up. However, he looked extremely tired and listless.

"Master of the Palace?"

Xie Bi'an said in great surprise.

Feng Qingyan nodded slightly, struggled to sit up, and said feebly: "How long have I been asleep?"

"Master, I'm afraid this has been going on for more than half a year."

Xie Bian thought for a while and said.

"I've been asleep for more than half a year?"

Feng Qingyan frowned. Seeing the worry on Xie Bian's face, he said, "I'm fine. I just need to rest for a while."

"Master, it will be fine if everything is fine."

Xie Bian nodded quickly, but he was still very worried.

"call--"

Feng Qingyan breathed out, feeling a little better, and struggled to stand up. But? At this moment, he had no strength at all. His whole body was shaky and he couldn't stand up.

"Master of the Palace."

Xie Bian quickly supported him and said, "Take a rest first."

"When correcting the practice method? It caused excessive mental exertion, and I should be able to recover quickly." Feng Qingyan was not too worried. After all, he knew his own situation, so he smiled and said, "It must be safe? Don't worry too much, in the future."

The place where I was born can restore my mental strength very well."

Xie Bian nodded.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye, and Feng Qingyan was able to stand up.

"Leaved Wanshan Realm? It's been more than two years? I wonder how they are doing?" Feng Qingyan frowned and thought, feeling slightly worried.

At this moment, my mental strength has not recovered, and I cannot continue to correct my practice.

He was thinking about how to take away a piece of brilliant bubble to protect the Kyushu people in Wanshan Realm. And he didn't lie? Being in the death land of Duanhunjuemeng really helped him regain his mental strength. At this moment? His mental strength

Slowly recovering...

But the speed of recovery is very slow.

However, whether it is the existence of the Holy Realm or the Imperial Realm, if you want to restore your mental strength, it will not take thousands or tens of thousands of years. It is simply impossible.

It may even be impossible to recover forever.

"With my current recovery speed? I'm afraid it will take hundreds of years to fully recover." He frowned slightly, but how could he have time to spend in a dream now?

"It's better to go back to Wanshan Realm first and pass on the cultivation method of the three realms."

Feng Qingyan was thinking.

He planned to wait for the deity to arrive and then return to the place of death to regain his mental strength. Moreover, with the deity sitting in the world of the dead, he didn't need to worry about anything at all.

But how do you pull away a cloud?

He still didn't give up.

After all, the clouds formed by these gorgeous bubbles are really terrifying.

Perhaps if they leave the place of death, the power of the brilliant bubbles will not be so terrifying, but they can still fight against the holy realm.

There is only a cloud floating above the heads of the human race.

Who dares to attack?

Soon after, he was walking around in the clouds of soul-destroying dreams, and came to the deepest darkness of nothingness.

The gate of hell still hasn’t emerged.

Maybe it had surfaced, but he didn't appear in time.

At this moment, he closed his eyes and stood quietly in the darkness, thinking about how to pull away a cloud.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.

He could only walk out disappointed, and said to Xie Bian, who had been waiting quietly, "Bian, let's go."

Xie Bi'an didn't say anything and walked out of the gorgeous bubble.

When he walked out of the gorgeous bubble, Xie Bian looked back at the place where Duanhun Juemeng died, and said: "Master of the Palace, where are we going here? Wanshan Realm?"

"Um."

Feng Qingyan stopped, turned around and looked back at the place where Duanhunjuemeng died, and said: "As for the revenge of Qingming Realm, I'm afraid I can only avenge it when I come."

Xie Bian said nothing, but he did not dare to forget the blood feud.

"You guys, would you like me to go to the Ten Thousand Mountains Realm to protect our Nine Provinces human race?"

At this moment, Feng Qingyan said to countless gorgeous bubbles, but he didn't hold out any hope, he was just a little used to it.

But what he didn't expect was...

After he finished speaking.

Countless gorgeous bubbles trembled slightly, as if responding to him, and a small piece of cloud actually floated out.

Feng Qingyan was stunned for a moment, but also relieved.

Xie Bi'an was extremely surprised when he saw it, but he knew the terror of the brilliant bubbles. If the human race in the Wanshan Realm were protected by the brilliant bubbles, then the human race would no longer have to worry about the attack from the holy realm.

If the blue underworld also has the protection of brilliant bubbles.

So……

He suddenly felt a little resentful in his heart, why did he meet the Palace Master so late?

If we had met the palace master earlier, then the 35.6 million people in the Qing Ning Realm would not have to die tragically under the massacre of the Celestials.

"I see……"

A smile appeared on Feng Qingyan's face.

At this moment, the wishful path suddenly appeared under his feet, but it was already very faint, and he didn't know if it could support him back to the Wanshan Realm.

However, no matter whether the road is light or thick, others cannot see it.

"Let's go."

Feng Qingyan said to a small piece of cloud floating out, and at the same time he pulled Xie Bian and walked quickly to the Wanshan realm. At this moment, he almost stepped out of the boundary in two or three steps, and he was not walking in the boundary wall.

Xie Bian was extremely curious.

The master of the palace is obviously only in the Underworld realm, and he has not yet recovered from his mental exhaustion. How can he cross countless worlds?

However, considering that the palace master is just a clone and is still in the realm of the underworld, he created the most powerful cultivation method. Is there anything he can't do?

Isn’t it just across countless worlds?

This is something that even the Emperor Realm can do, why can't the Palace Master do it?

Mingtian only has ten powerful methods of cultivation, but how many Emperor-level realms have been born throughout the ages?

This will definitely not be less.

"Master of the Palace, which realm is the Wanshan Realm?"

Xie Bian asked.

"I haven't asked about this. For the human race in the Ten Thousand Mountains Realm, the world is still too big."
To be continued...