In the Immortal Stone, the vicissitudes of Yingwuhou's voice that seemed to have spanned eternity sounded.
"The realm of nothingness is one of the mysteries of the world. It is derived from the realm of nothingness inherent in the human body. It is difficult to comprehend. Once you comprehend it and practice it properly, you can transform into nothingness!"
Even the omniscient Immortal Stone only has a few words to introduce the realm of nothingness.
Visible, the mystery of the void.
Qingge closed his eyes, concentrated on it, and felt the void with his heart.
The realm of nothingness in his mind trembled, and the dormant flame dragon, crimson thunder snake, killing blood wolf and little foxes all woke up.
The sweat on Qingge's forehead condensed into soybeans and fell, because he was too concentrated and constantly overdrawn, Qingge's face gradually turned pale, and the sweat was like a river, soaking his clothes.
Suddenly, Qingge opened her eyes.
She slowly raised her hand, locked it in one direction, and then stretched out her index finger.
Something strange happened.
The slender fingers seemed to have been inserted into a black hole, and as if someone had cut them off, half of them were missing.
Qing Ge was surprised. She stretched out her other hand and crossed it in the direction where half of her index finger disappeared. There was no resistance at all!
The other half is gone?
No, Qing Ge could clearly feel that her fingers were intact.
"Yes! Yes! This is the secret of nothingness. My God, I never thought that I would be able to see the legendary secret in this life."
In the spiritual world of Qingge, Nightmare chattered non-stop.
Qingge concentrated her energy and wanted to push her index finger forward. However, there seemed to be a rock-like wall at the top of her index finger, blocking her.
Then, Qingge pulled her hand back.
The half of the index finger slowly appeared.
"So, is this nothingness?" Qingge lowered her eyes, looking at her fair and delicate hands, thoughtfully.
As long as she practices seriously, given time, she will have more than half a finger, maybe her whole body can be hidden in nothingness.
This is a powerful aid that makes Qing Ge extremely excited.
Just imagine, Qing Ge was being chased by her enemy and had no way to escape. She could escape by running into the void and make her enemy vomit ten pounds of blood.
Qingge took the trouble to try inserting half of her index finger into the empty hole several times and had a great time.
After getting familiar with it, Qingge asked seriously: "Nama, is the lifeblood of all dark magicians the staff? As long as the staff is destroyed, they will not be able to live anymore?"
She is not worried about the Hundred Nations Alliance yet, Lord Glory will give her enough time, but Jialan really can't delay it any longer.
Today, Wu Yu has almost lost his mind and gone crazy. It would be fine if he was just a useless person, but he can still mobilize Jialan's dead soldiers, which is a time bomb, let alone An Suyou turning a blind eye.
Qing Ge wants to take a preemptive strike and let Wu Yu sleep underground before Wu Yu takes action.
However, traveling to Ansu is a big trouble.
Even if she breaks through the spiritual master and crosses the challenge, she may be able to fight against the two-sword spiritual master, but if she encounters the irresistible four-sword spiritual master, she will have no power to parry.
Even though I have understood the secret of voidness today, I can't let a small part of my finger hide in the void hole during the battle, right?
That would be really ridiculous.
Nightmare was no longer shocked by the mysterious things. Only his skeletal claws touched the chin of the skull. After thinking for a while, he said: "If a dark magician does not have a staff, his combat effectiveness will be reduced a lot. The staff can use magic.
The power is exerted to the extreme, so dark magicians rely heavily on their staffs, but they can still survive without their staffs."
"Yeah?"
Qing Gexu narrowed his bright eyes, and there was a fleeting glimmer of danger in his eyes, "So, the dead warriors trained by Wu Yu are not real magicians, and those dead warriors have no spiritual consciousness.
It has no soul and was made into a puppet. Maybe Wu Yu and An Suyou used some kind of magic?"
Nightmare nodded lightly on the skull: "You can also say that."
Qing Ge raised the corners of her lips, stood up, stretched out, her curves exposed, and her white hair was stained with green grass, "I have a way to deal with Wu Yu."
"any solution?"
"Tell me, how angry would the dark magician of Netherworld Island be if he learned about this?" Qingge raised the corners of her lips treacherously, with a sinister look on her face.
Fighting means comparing who is more ruthless.
Since Wu Yu had the intention to kill her, she could not just sit back and wait to be killed. She could not take the initiative and could only passively be slaughtered by others.
And it is not Wu Yu's turn to control her right to life and death.
Standing in a certain space inside Qingge's body, Nightmare could clearly feel the surging murderous aura in Qingge's body, which made people feel bone-chilling.
He has been with Qingge for a long time, and he knows clearly that if a person like Ye Qingge is a friend or brother, he will fight with swords and fire, but if he is an enemy, he will be like a maggot in the tarsal bones who will not stop dying.
Even if she walks into the muddy waters of the world, she still has good thoughts in her heart. However, under the premise of good thoughts, she has unchangeable principles.
Those who are kind to me will repay me a hundredfold.
Those who hate me will be killed without mercy!
Fortunately, he became a part of her body.
He and she can be regarded as good teachers and helpful friends.
"Once Netherworld Island appears, their secrets will be exposed. Are you sure they will attack Jialan from the First Academy out of anger? What's more, An Suyou is a Four Sword Spiritual Master and is not that easy to deal with. Among them, there are too many
There are so many intricate relationships and ulterior secrets." Xiang said worriedly.
His analysis was very comprehensive.
Netherworld Island will not reveal its secrets just because of a group of dark magicians who have become puppets.
Qing Ge crossed his arms over his chest and glanced at a thrush in the distance with his clear and cool eyes. He felt the aura of the thrush and felt blessed in his heart. He smiled and said casually, "Of course not in Netherworld Island.
But, there is one person who does."
Qingge walked into the study and wrote a letter, then went into Yingluo's courtyard and handed the letter to Yingluo.
Yingluo held the envelope. Although she was surprised, she knew her identity and did not ask any more questions. She only said, "There is no news about Huo Yanjing yet."
As she spoke, Yingluo was full of disappointment, her eyes were black and blue, her brows were slightly sad, and her whole body was tired.
"Take your time." Qingge said comfortingly.
"Indeed, there is still time, so I can't mess up my position." Yingluo said.
She glanced at the tight letter in her hand and said, "I will send this letter to Lord Glory later."
Qing Ge nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he solemnly said: "Please be sure to deliver it to the Lord of Glory."
Yingluo smiled and said: "I am also from Netherworld Island, and my channels are foolproof."
"I believe you." Qingge said.
She gave Yingluo such absolute trust because now Yingluo is like a drowned person floating on the sea. She is the driftwood and Yingluo's only life-saving straw.
Even if there is little hope, Yingluo will hold on to her.