"It's a pity that you have obviously left, but you just threw yourself into the trap..." Po Meng looked at Xi'er with a smile.
Xi'er suddenly stared at her, "Tell me, how can I leave here and return to my own body?"
Po Meng chuckled lightly, "I said that in the thousands of years since I left Hentian, only one person has left. If you want to leave by yourself, just dream!" Then she turned around and left.
Xi'er pounced and reached out to grab her, but her hand only penetrated through her body. Po Meng laughed, but she also looked at Xi'er seriously before saying: "If you want to leave here, there are only two ways.
But if you leave, firstly, your soul will be scattered. In that case, you will disappear forever, and naturally you will not be trapped by this Lihentian. This other way..."
"What is it?"
"It would be disappointing to tell you, unless you can get that person's true biography and learn the flying dance... In this way, you can turn your spirit into substance, penetrate this Lihentian, return to the human world, and return to your body.
It's a pity that you are now in Lihentian, and that one has left... you will never have a chance."
"Feitianwu? What is it?" Xi'er's eyes immediately lit up.
"Feitianwu is not something, it is a set of immortal techniques that that woman has practiced. By practicing it, you can turn the body's essence and spirit into substance... You have to know that everything in this Lihentian is an illusion, including you.
My current body is all illusion... There is no room for substantial things in Lihen Heaven. As long as you get used to the flying dance, your body will turn into reality and you can naturally escape from here."
After Meng Po finished speaking, she looked at Xi'er and smiled again, "It's a pity that you can't have Feitianwu..."
"No, I do." Xi'er looked at Po Meng, suddenly smiled proudly, and then burst into laughter. Yes, it turned out to be like this. It turned out that everything was really destined. In Huangliang, from that time on,
God has been paving the way for her, and it has been until today that all of this comes together...
"Impossible." Po Meng looked at Xi'er in disbelief: "That flying dance cannot be practiced by mortals..." Po Meng suddenly stopped, yes, how could she have forgotten that, the woman in front of her was no longer a mortal.
, since the last time she came here, she is no longer a mortal body...
"That's right, it's possible and possible for me, because, thanks to you, I died as early as that year and that day..."