Yuan Ming spent nearly two hours to activate the Heaven-Bearing Demonic Pillar again and open the space of the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron.
Xiying's soul immediately flew out of the body, followed the gap, and got into the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron. However, she did not stop, but sank further down, directly into the White Jade Lotus Platform.
As soon as Xiyingfang entered, he immediately saw the vortex formed by the mixture of flames and wishes below. He felt the waves coming from inside, and felt a little surprised for a moment.
There seems to be a huge amount of divine soul power condensed there, but it is different from ordinary divine soul power.
If you want to distinguish it carefully, it is more like the pure power of the souls of all living beings.
Xiying just had a thought and realized that it was the power of all sentient beings' wishes that had been refined and purified by all the believers. This power was so powerful that she was a little afraid.
However, after hesitating for a moment, Xiying still chose to believe Yuan Ming, and her soul immediately flew towards the whirlpool of white flames.
As soon as it fell, the white flame immediately enveloped her soul and began to be refined.
For a time, numerous and distracting thoughts kept emerging from Xiying's soul, and then disappeared again and again.
However, after ten breaths of time, Xiying's mental thoughts had returned to calmness and concentration, without any distracting thoughts arising anymore.
At the same time, her soul power also completed the purification at this moment and became transparent and clean.
Xiying felt the changes that had taken place in her soul, and she was filled with joy.
Looking at the whirlpool of white flames, she couldn't help but feel a trace of greed in her heart, and actually didn't want to leave.
But when she thought that Yuan Ming was still activating the Demonic Pillar, struggling to open the space gap for her, she immediately woke up, and her spirit immediately rushed upwards, planning to return.
But at this moment, an unexpected scene appeared.
The whirlpool of white flames that was spinning rapidly now seemed to have completed the refining of all the will power and suddenly stopped spinning.
The next moment, the center of the vortex suddenly collapsed inward, and the surrounding flames and wishes also began to rapidly collapse and gather.
Xiying immediately felt an extremely powerful attraction, dragging her soul and sliding towards the collapsed center.
She was immediately horrified, and immediately mobilized all her strength to try to escape the influence of that force.
However, in this space, the force seemed to be unable to resist at all. No matter how hard she struggled, her soul eventually slid irreversibly towards the center of the collapse.
Just when Xiying thought there was no hope, the collapse of the wish vortex below had been completed, and all the pure wish power refined by the white flames was condensed and compressed into a small white ball.
The white round bead looks like a pearl, crystal clear, but there are strips of white light floating inside.
As soon as Xiying's soul's eyes fell on the white bead, it was like an invisible bond between them. The white bead flew uncontrollably and rushed into Xiying.
in the soul.
"boom"
Xiying felt a thunder explode in his soul.
An extremely majestic and pure power of will spread instantly and rushed into every corner of her soul. The powerful force made her soul unable to help but open its mouth and roar.
The next moment, streaks of golden light shot out from Xiying's soul's mouth, eyes and ears, and the light spread, dyeing her entire soul into gold.
Yuan Ming, who was waiting outside, suddenly saw a golden light shining at the bottom of the Heaven Stealing Cauldron, and was suddenly shocked.
But he didn't know what was happening in the cauldron at the moment, so he could only activate the magic pillar to maintain the gap in the space, while silently praying for Xiying in his heart.
At this moment, Xiying only felt that her soul was extremely hot, as if she was bathing in the blazing sunshine. She could clearly feel that the shackles leading to Yan Wu had been broken.
Once her soul returns to her body, she will be a true witch.
After the white orb was absorbed by Xiying, the wish power in the space of the White Jade Lotus Platform was exhausted, and its original magical power immediately began to operate again.
As the lotus platform space began to accumulate wish power again, the white flames that had disappeared emerged again and began to block the top of the space.
Seeing this, Xiying immediately flew upwards and out of the white space while the space above was not completely blocked.
When his soul returned to his body, Xiying did not wake up immediately.
Within her sea of consciousness, her soul was re-merging with her Nascent Soul, and waves of extremely powerful soul waves burst out of her body irrepressibly.
Yuan Ming, who was stationed nearby, felt this change. The worry in his eyes was immediately replaced by joy, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
After a long time, Xiying's soul fluctuations finally gradually calmed down, and his soul cultivation state also became stable.
The first thing she said when she opened her eyes was: "Yuan Ming, I have reached the realm of witchcraft."
"Tell me carefully, how did you achieve the breakthrough?" Yuan Ming asked, half surprised and half puzzled.
Hearing this, Xiying showed a smile and immediately told Yuan Ming carefully about the incident that had happened in the White Jade Lotus Tower.
"It turns out that the white flame condenses the power of wish and can form a pill." Yuan Ming murmured to himself thoughtfully.
"Yes, but this time I have absorbed all the wish power in that space, and then I want to refine that kind of wish power crystal. I'm afraid it will take a long time." Xiying nodded and said a little apologetically.
"It doesn't matter. As long as you know that if you accumulate enough will power, there will be such benefits. Then time is not a problem. I can afford to wait. Now that you have broken through the realm of witchcraft, we have more confidence in dealing with the Wuyue Sect." Yuan Ming smiled casually.
road.
"I have just entered the realm of witchcraft. I think there is still a big gap compared to Wu Yueshen, who has been immersed in this realm for a long time. However, when I face his power of witchcraft later on, I am no longer so helpless.
." Xiying smiled.
"What kind of abilities did you awaken after breaking through the realm of witchcraft?" Yuan Ming was most interested in this and asked hurriedly.
"It's hard to say now. My power should be related to the sun. It still takes time to understand." Xiying pondered for a while and said.
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As monks from all over Yunhuang came from all directions, the alliance station became more and more lively.
People temporarily forgot about the fear and pressure brought by the Wuyue Sect, and many monks began to set up stalls near the station, selling magical artifacts.
In just a few days, this place, which originally had only a dozen people setting up stalls, was turned into a vast trade fair, with hundreds of stall owners settling in and selling a dazzling array of colorful treasures.
After Uru came to the Alliance, he has always lived in seclusion and rarely exposed himself in front of outsiders.
On the one hand, it is because of his almost demonic appearance that he is destined not to be accepted by these human monks.
On the other hand, it is also because of the mana in his body, the demonic energy, the mana of the late Nascent Soul monks from Sanxian Island that he absorbed, and the power of the blood-colored crystal between his eyebrows. Various forces are mixed together, torturing him all the time.
Him, it made him miserable.
However, Wulu himself is also a determined person, otherwise he would not have been doing secret things for his clan that lurked other sects for many years, so he has been trying to endure it, and even in front of Yuan Ming, he did not show the slightest pain.
But in fact, he really needs some elixirs or talismans that can suppress or neutralize the chaotic power in his body.
Nowadays, the residents of the Yunhuang Alliance are mixed, and many monks have begun to take out the treasures at the bottom of the box to sell and exchange them in order to save their lives. Therefore, many people have picked up and missed them at the trade fair.
Wulu didn't think about picking up the leaks, he just thought about buying the spiritual materials that he could use, so he was already thankful to God.
He used a secret technique to disguise his appearance, transforming into a middle-aged man of medium stature and ordinary appearance, and also came to the trade fair.
This kind of temporary trade fair is naturally not as big as the ones originally held in various prefectural cities or Xianmenfang City. It is just a temporary magic circle set up in an open-air venue.
Under the magic circle, hundreds of stalls were tightly arranged in three rows. Some had a table, and some simply spread a layer of felt cloth on the ground. Pedestrians walked through, picking and bargaining, and it was very lively.
Wu Lu looked at dozens of stalls in a row, but couldn't find what he wanted, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.
At this time, he suddenly noticed that at the end of the first row of stalls, there was an inconspicuous small stall sandwiched between two stalls with tall tables.
There was only a black square cloth spread in front of the stall, with a star map of the sky drawn in white paint on it. It was empty and there were no items for sale.
Behind the stall, there was a small horse stall, and an old man with dark skin was sitting on it.
He had droopy eyebrows, downturned mouth corners, and a slightly bitter look on his face. His eyes only had whites and no black pupils. He was actually blind.
I saw him folding his arms around his chest, hunched over, with an extinguished lantern beside him, and a coarse cloth flag propped up by a branch next to it, with the words "immortal guides the way" written in white on a black background.
"Fortune teller?" Wu Lu was a little surprised when he saw this.
It's not that he has never seen a fortune teller, it's just that those who embark on the path of spiritual practice are almost all people who compete with God for their destiny. How can anyone really believe in destiny?
If destiny says that there is no hope of building a foundation in this life, can we really give up?
Therefore, there are almost no monks who regard fortune telling as their main business.
Wulu immediately let go of his spiritual consciousness and scanned the man, and found that there was no spiritual power fluctuation on his body. Even the fluctuation of his soul was no different from that of ordinary people, and he knew it in his heart.
This blind old man was presumably just a mortal, and somehow he mistakenly entered this fair and mistook it for an ordinary market, so he set up a stall here.
"Old man, you won't gain anything by setting up a stall here." Ulu lowered his body and squatted in front of the old man and said.
"Don't talk nonsense, kid. You don't know that a single word will ruin my business!" Hearing this, the blind old man suddenly became anxious.