This is the closest Yuling has ever been to the Hedao realm. If he misses this opportunity, he doesn't know how long it will take before he can forcefully break through.

As his spiritual power surged, his Tao Yun also appeared under this stimulation, almost turning into a warm white light that was as substantial as the substance.

The general outline of the seventh level of Dao Yuan Jue passed through Yu Ling's mind silently: "Integrating the rhyme of Dao into Wuji, transforming the sea of ​​qi into the principles of Dao, then you can complete the seventh level of Dao Yuan Jue."

The so-called Hedao means integrating into the origin of heaven and earth, and from then on being able to borrow their power. As for "Wuji", everyone has their own understanding. For Yu Ling, this Wuji is the Dao itself, which is indescribable.

, formless and qualityless, so it has no beginning and no end, it is infinite.

The rhyme of the Tao is born out of the practitioner's understanding of the Tao, and it will eventually return to the Tao.

Yu Ling was unknowingly immersed in that vague memory. It was the most appropriate appearance of the avenue that he could imagine. That transcendent perspective was so intoxicating, as if no matter how complicated things were, they became simple and clear.

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His Dao Yun had already accumulated to the level of He Dao Realm, so after Xuan Li took the lead to break through, and under the impact of the evil energy of the Ningmo Sword, everything became a matter of course.

It turns out that this is what it feels like to be in the Hedao realm...

Yu Ling's mind gradually penetrated into the void. He clearly did not use his soul power, but he seemed to be able to pass through the wall in front of him and see the trajectory of the spiritual power of heaven and earth. He saw the powerful spiritual formation hanging over the royal palace, and saw countless

The aura like sparks is flickering, and every spark represents a cultivator.

Although this feeling is far less than the experience in dream memories, for Yu Ling, this feeling is more real and profound.

I don't know how long it took, but he suddenly felt relaxed, and then he woke up from the feeling of "harmony". But even so, when he looked at the surrounding scenery again, his focus became completely different.

For example, Chu Beiming was standing outside the quiet room. Because he did not deliberately restrain his aura, Yu Ling could very clearly sense the flow of spiritual power in his body, and could even vaguely discern the opponent's weaknesses.

After all, after entering Hedao, cultivators can directly come into contact with the original power. This means that low-level cultivators will have no secrets in front of Hedao masters. Their little understanding of the Dao is not worth it at all.

Just playing tricks on the class door.

Unless an outlier like Yu Ling breaks the absolute barrier between realms by relying on the spiritual bloodline, it stands to reason that it would be difficult for ordinary people to overcome this barrier.

Finally, when Yu Ling focused his attention on the soul sea, he was surprised to find that his soul power had undergone a silent transformation, and even he himself did not feel it.

The originally vast sea of ​​souls changed its appearance at some point. A crescent moon was seen hanging high above the sea of ​​souls, and in the middle of the sea was a looming white bottle, which acted as a needle to stabilize the sea.

Next to the crescent moon, there are some purple clouds lingering, which is the power of the Yin God, while Yingsheng is like a scorching sun, which contrasts with the crescent moon.

There is also a small dark moon tree rooted in the depths of the soul sea, spreading out a jade-like leaves, tinged with the breath of life and greenery.

And the most amazing thing is that at the edge of the originally empty soul sea, there are still many phantoms of men, women, old and young, and people from the Soul Clan. They pray devoutly, reflecting all the appearances of all living beings, making this dead and cold world more mysterious.

The fireworks that belong to the human world.

It can be said that Yuling's soul sea is no longer a soul sea, but a soul world that is gradually taking shape.

Although this soul world is still relatively empty and lacks many things, it is undeniable that it is almost fundamentally different from other people's soul worlds. As Xue Qingling said, their soul worlds are "alive" , and no matter how lifelike the soul world of other people is, there are only dead things like mountains and rivers in the end.

From the Soul Shaping Realm to the Realm Soul Realm, there were no earth-shattering changes. Everything happened quietly and subtly, so much so that Yu Ling was not sure whether he had really reached the Realm Soul Realm.

It wasn't until he mobilized his soul power that he realized that the entire soul sea had been twisted into a rope, as if he was mobilizing not only soul power, but all the power in this small world, including the crescent moon that merged into the soul sea. , including the white light gushing out of the Tao bottle, including the phantoms of the Shahun Clan and the believers of Peize Kingdom, including the Yin Shen, the Little Dark Moon Tree, and Ying Wen, etc., and all the combined forces.

This power was so powerful that Yu Ling herself felt a little frightened.

He looked at his soul world, at the looming Dao in his Qi sea, at the faint golden light in his body, at the great cycle after transformation, and at the Ningmo Knife held tightly in his hand.

At this time, Yu Ling felt an unparalleled sense of stability and confidence, because he knew that from now on, he would be among the strongest in the Wuya Galaxy.

Maybe when facing a master at the peak of Hedao or the peak of Guyuan, he doesn't need to risk his life to release the circle of circulation to fight to the death, but can rely on his own hard power to fight evenly.

He remembered that a few years ago, Yun Zhaoqiu had earnestly told him not to return to the Yuanling Clan until he reached the Hedao realm, and now, he finally stood at this height.

When he returns from the border, no matter how much the price is, no matter how much danger he has to face, he must go to Feng Lingxing to rescue the two aunts, because he doesn't want to see... Many years later, they were tortured to Death scene.

It's not far away, that day is really not far away. If everything can be saved in time, then all his efforts and struggles will be worth it.

"Ningmo, if you forget everything about the past, then I will take you to start a new life. I think I will not let you down in the future." Yu Ling looked at the Ningmo knife.

"Okay." Ningmo's answer was simple. He was not very good at expressing his thoughts, so he seemed even more taciturn than Yingchen.

Yu Ling placed the Ningmo Knife in the spiritual ring, but he and Ningmo's thoughts were connected, and the latter could also use his perspective to observe the outside world.

The fierce energy in the room gradually dissipated. Yu Ling opened the door and walked out. She solemnly clasped her fists at Chu Beiming and said, "Master Chu, Ningmo has basically recovered as before. Thank you for spending so much effort."

"You're welcome, Alliance Leader Yun. You've helped the royal family so much. I'm reciprocating this, as long as you're satisfied." Chu Beiming smiled, suddenly noticed something, and couldn't help but hesitantly asked: "Alliance Leader Yun, what are you... …Breakthrough?”

"Master Chu is indeed very discerning."

"...The speed of your cultivation is simply astonishing to me. Originally Shang Tianyu made me think you were powerful enough, but now that I saw Alliance Leader Yun, I realized that there is no upper limit to genius..." Chu Beiming had a wry smile on his face.

"I am also a coincidence." Yu Ling passed it by lightly and went straight to the point: "By the way, Mr. Chu, should I go to Mebaixing alone?"

"Of course I can't let you go alone. I have arranged the escort team. They will set off early tomorrow morning to send you and other formation geniuses to the border gate of Sanxing." Chu Bei Ming said.

Yu Ling briefly understood the arrangements, then took her leave and left the Keqing Mansion.

He was walking slowly on the avenue of the palace, quietly thinking about his future plans, when suddenly out of the corner of his eye he saw a luxurious guard of honor walking towards him.

Yu Ling turned around and saw Cai Ye, the head of the palace's internal affairs department, walking in the queue in an upright manner, but none of the palace maids and guards on the roadside dared to accuse Cai Ye of this slightly arrogant behavior.

Yu Ling didn't have any feelings at all, because all the important ministers of the royal family were good at acting, and Cai Ye was responsible for playing the role of a treacherous minister who was so powerful that he almost emptied the Southern King.

But they met each other head-on, so Yu Ling said hello by the way: "I've met Mr. Cai."

Cai Ye didn't look at him at all, he just nodded coldly and walked straight past him.

The honor guard couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but their master didn't say a word. They didn't dare to say anything to Yu Ling, so they could only lower their heads and pretend not to notice.

But when Cai Ye walked ten meters away, he suddenly sent a message and said: "Be careful of the Eighth Battalion."

Be careful...the eighth battalion? What do you mean?

Yu Ling was confused. Before he could ask further questions, Cai Ye had already quickened his pace and disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

Yu Ling could only think about it for a while, this eighth battalion...should refer to the military camp on the border, right?

So what kind of monsters are there over there? Why doesn’t Cai Ye want to be more specific?
Chapter completed!