In fact, what shocked Lady Qingshui the most was not the fact that the empress had a faint bald spot on her tail.
It's that she has been serving the Empress for hundreds of thousands of years, and has never even glimpsed the Empress' true body.
The queen's tail and stuff...
To be able to meet him once is simply a luxury wish!
But today in this small garden, Grandma Wushan’s recklessness was also reflected in her, and she was actually able to catch the empress’s tail?!!!
She had been standing by her side quietly just now. Although the empress's tail was not tucked away, it was hidden under the hem of her skirt. It was so hidden that not even Grandma Wushan noticed anything strange.
On the contrary, she didn't realize until now that there was a tail that was similar in color to the dress hidden under the empress' dress...
It's just that the hair on this tail seems a little sparse. At first glance, you can see the light white bald marks all over the tail...
She is a bird demon, and you can tell at a glance that the hair on the empress's tail is very different from the hair on the little tiger's highness.
The empress was born with the body of a demon, and her true body is a tiger.
Now, perhaps because the calamity is approaching, the original body has begun to appear uncontrollably, and the hair on the body has withered and fallen like the dead trees and leaves that are about to fall.
This is clearly the sign of dying!!!
This thought hit my heart with a crazy chill, which made the Qingshui female official's nose suddenly sore, and her eyes gradually became moist and red, rolling into an uncontrollable feeling of sadness.
Cang Nanyi looked at Qing Shui, the female official, who had red eyes and felt sad for no apparent reason.
She was told by this girl that she had a bald tail. She didn't lose her temper yet, so why did her eyes turn red first?
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Over the past few days, there is still an endless stream of foreign visitors in the Kunlun Mountains.
Baili'an was hiding in Wangchen's side hall, so it was rare for him to have some leisure time.
Since returning from the Najialan Cave, his mental power has been severely depleted like a dried up river. In a few days, he has been using the power of the talisman with high intensity, almost like a crazy flood. Even if the six talismans are combined vertically and horizontally,
I can't withstand such a sudden burst of consumption.
It's just that after resting for the past few days, the mental energy that was so completely consumed has been replenished at an astonishing speed that has never been seen before.
Even Balian didn't meditate deliberately.
Obviously, this is precisely because the power of his spiritual consciousness has been tempered and improved beyond imagination during this retreat in Jialan Cave.
Baili was sitting in a quiet room in the side hall, undisturbed.
He slowly raised an arm surrounded by flowing whirlpools, and as his spiritual consciousness overflowed, the meaning of the talisman formed itself.
The heart moves at will, the palms turn over, and the lingering white cyclone makes the big sleeves bulge, and the invisible power of spiritual consciousness turns into a sharp sword intent that is as real as substance.
Xiaoxiao's sword intent piled up into a mountain, and thirteen sword mountains formed after Balian's death.
Those are the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi!
Looking up at the thirteen sword mountains hanging towering above his head, Balian had both surprise and a wry smile in his eyes.
The surprise is that when he was born as a human, his luck was polluted by the black rope industry water, and his qualifications were limited. Under his father's fervent hope, he could not say that he would be able to awaken and comprehend the Thirteen Swords of the Celestial Seal.
any sword.
Even ordinary swordsmanship and the Heart Sutra were not fully practiced, which made Bailiyu regret his whole life.
Now, as the demon he hates most, he has his own spiritual consciousness. He is sitting on the Thirteen Swords of Tianxi, which overflows into the sea of consciousness. He uses his spiritual consciousness to temper the new sword soul. Compared with the Thirteen Swords Mountain under Tiantian Mountain, it is towering.
The momentum is actually about the same.
If we could integrate these thirteen swords of divine consciousness into one sword.
The power of this sword can forcibly cross racial boundaries, ignite the life star, and have the power to kill golden immortals.
Balian gently waved his hand and removed the shadow of the Thirteen Swords Sword Mountain Dharma Appearance.
The power of divine consciousness is still as abundant as the mountains and the sea.
The spiritual energy nodes between the bodies are like whales absorbing water, converging all the spiritual energy around the body into them, and then dimming randomly.
There was no spiritual power in his body. Instead, the two corpse beads in his heart and dantian vibrated, and his blood energy suddenly surged.
The practice method of the corpse demon clan is actually inseparable from the power of divine consciousness.
It's just that in this world, most of the corpse demons are dead bodies. It takes a long time and rare opportunities before they have the opportunity to awaken their minds and regain the power of their consciousness.
Therefore, the perception of a corpse demon with the power of divine consciousness is vastly different from that of an ordinary corpse demon with no intelligence.
As for the corpse demon who possesses the power of divine consciousness, its divine consciousness is powerful, but it is far from as complete as it was in life, but it only plays an adequate role.
This is why most corpse demons do not have memories of their lives.
It is Si Li, the most talented princess among the corpse demon royal family. She has cultivated to this level and her consciousness is still intact in her lifetime.
But now, Bailian's spiritual consciousness is slightly exposed, and he can 'see' every plant, tree, flower and spirit on the entire Xixuan Peak.
The power of the divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness is so huge that it is more than enough to support the spiritual methods of practicing immortality and the dark blood of the corpse demon clan.
This is equivalent to solving a dilemma that Bai Lian has been practicing for so many years in just a few days.
Human energy is limited, and it is not easy to spend a lifetime cultivating in one field to achieve great success.
Therefore, in this world, unless there are extremely special talents who are dual cultivators of spiritual talismans, dual cultivators of weapons and swords, dual cultivators of formations and martial arts, it is extremely difficult for some peak dual cultivators of qi to appear.
Not to mention the dual cultivation of immortals and demons whose attribute camps are completely repelled by natural enemies.
Now that the power of divine consciousness is activated, Balian even finds that he can use spiritual power and dark blood power without any connection.
He gently clasped his palms, realizing that the power of his consciousness was like a master key that could unlock any domain power in his body at will.
Only then did he confidently and boldly activate the spiritual power nodes in his body, guided by the power of divine consciousness.
The power of the dark blood and the spiritual power, which were originally repelling or even devouring each other in the body, and which had always been carefully maintained in balance, actually blended together very quietly and harmoniously.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The power of the two merges with each other. It seems like a small cyclone is wrapped around the palm, but it is like a dormant dragon, implying that the world seems to have never existed, and the new world seems to have never existed.
The birthplace of an unknown powerful force.
However, while maintaining the integration of these two forces, the power of divine consciousness is still sufficient.
Bai Lian thought for a while, and with deep eyes, the color of his pupils turned into light blue, the silver dragon horns grew, and he stood up tall, with a demonic aura soaring into the sky, but it did not affect the integration of the other two forces at all.
The silver-blue demonic energy turned into a cyclone, guided by his spiritual consciousness, Bailian's eyes moved deeply, and he used his mind as a pen to absorb the demonic power, swung it and wrote runes on it, and imprinted it on the two merging waves.
In new strength.
Unexpectedly, his tempered spiritual power seemed to have the ability to communicate with the power of all things, and he could effortlessly carve the demon power runes clearly and steadily into the dark blood and spiritual power.
middle.
A strange and long buzzing sound echoed from deep within Balian's body.
For the first time, the three forces of this race with completely opposite attributes are fused. No matter who it is, it is an extremely terrifying and unsafe act of self-destruction.
But there was no sign of nervousness on Bailian's face. The power of divine consciousness as abundant as mountains and seas was his most reliable and stable backing.
Whenever anything goes wrong, he can control the power of his consciousness and separate these three forces in an instant.
And this is indeed his first attempt to merge the power of the three races of demons, immortals and demons into one.
However, this is indeed the first time he has attempted this since ancient times.
He can control this behavior without making any mistakes, because he has the confidence to be confident at the moment.
But he couldn't predict what kind of magical new power these three forces would create when combined.
The moment the silver-blue demonic talisman was formed into a seal, a small storm seemed to appear in the quiet room, gradually spinning from the top of Balian's head to form a vortex like a vast ocean hanging in the deep sea.
But for some reason, the fusion of these three forces, guided by the power of divine consciousness, was like a sand tower under the shadow of a mirage, successfully condensed, but instantly collapsed with the wind and sand.
Watching the three strange auras of silver, blue, dark red, and pure white in front of me, they were annihilated into dots of light and dispersed.
There was no trace of disappointment in Balian's calm eyes.
He lowered his eyes and pondered, murmuring to himself: "Is it really not as simple as you thought?"
But no matter what, with the communication and fusion of the power of divine consciousness, these three forces can only merge and merge with each other for a short time, and then disperse.
But if he activates these three powers at the same time, there will no longer be any mutually exclusive and mutually devouring reactions.
You and I don't interfere with each other.
But...it can't be fused. What...is there something wrong with it?
Bailian, who was lost in thought, did not notice when the remaining light of the three forces that dispersed in front of him and turned into dust and light and electricity fell on the plush accessories hanging around his waist.
The long hairy ball suddenly radiated brilliantly.
Balian seemed to feel something, and he paused for a moment. When he lowered his head, he saw that the hairy ball was hanging down from his waist, and when it fell into his legs, its shape actually began to change.
The soft fur ball with half an arm as long as a tail turned into a jade pen with a color as green as a lake.
The hair of the wolf is white and flawless, except for a cluster of ink at the tip, which has an elegant charm of plain wind pine.
Balian's expression became more and more stunned.
He seemed puzzled as to how a good-looking ball of hair could turn into such a jade pen.
Bai Lian picked up the jade pen between his legs and looked at it over and over for a long time. The jade pen felt warm and cool when he touched it. It was not as cold and hard as ordinary jade, but as fresh and moist as the cool skin of a beautiful woman.
touch.
This jade pen... seems to be able to resonate with his demonic power?
Balian didn't understand how the hair he plucked from the poor tigress demon when he was drunk could turn into a jade pen at this time and resonate with his demon power.
And this jade pen looks like it is exuding an incomprehensible mysterious power. Holding it in the fingers, it makes Balian Tiantian seem to know how to deal with it at this moment.
He drew in the air, and the power of his spiritual consciousness turned into ink and traces, sinking into the tip of the pen. The silver-blue demonic energy entered the jade pen at a speed that could be described as greedy.
He wrote by hand again and drew the spiritual demon talisman again in mid-air.
This time, a demon talisman that no longer reflects any color was born.
The demon talisman once again merged into the two intertwined forces.
This time, no instability, collapse or decomposition occurred. The demon talisman touched the second force and its color changed.
Gradually faded into a light golden color.
Although it is a demon talisman drawn by demon power, for some unknown reason, the flat end has a bit more sacred meaning.
Balian didn't think too much. He tried to knead the three forces that were integrated in his palm, but they didn't move at all. It was as if what he held in his palm was a piece of fine iron that had been tempered by thunder and lightning.
He has never seen the three forces of demon, fairy, and devil merge together at the same time.
Therefore, it is impossible to predict what kind of new skill power will be generated when these three forces are combined into one.
Just at the moment when the three forces merged, it was as if the amount of information appeared in the brain itself, and a certain understanding was clearly obtained.
The fusion of these three forces seems to involve three new skills: space, domain, and blood fantasy.
Balian felt deeply that if he fully released these three power bodies at this moment, what kind of energy fluctuations would be caused on this mountain peak.
The new formation created may even alarm the capital of the immortal world and the emperor.
Balian had no choice but to suppress his inner excitement and curiosity, and use the power of his spiritual consciousness to clearly peel apart these three completely different power systems.
Dissipate the power between your palms.
The tall body gradually returned to normal, with all the demon power, dark blood power and spiritual power restrained and hidden.
Only the moonlight chains behind him jingled, as if they were silently mocking Balian, a weakling with no cultivation.
Balian stretched his body, and the bones in his body crackled like fried beans.
He raised the jade pen in his hand high above his head and looked at it carefully.
This thing... doesn't look like it belongs to ordinary mountain monsters.
Even after the hair is separated from the body, it can still retain such a magical amount.
Balian stretched out a finger, gently fiddled with the snow-white wolf hair, and wiped away a trace of blood that had been stained on the tip of the wolf hair at some point.
The feel of this hair...
Balian frowned slightly.
It's surprisingly familiar...
The corner of his mouth twitched, and a ridiculous reason suddenly appeared in his heart.
This familiar feel is somewhat like the feel of a little tiger's tail.
This young highness is not so ignorant that he casually frees a man on the side of the road and spends his own energy, as well as the most beautiful hair on his tail, to refine a jade pen for him...
Otherwise... in this world, is there any creature that has the power to be so close to the demon clan and demon power.
Balian weighed the very light jade pen in his hand, and then watched helplessly as it turned into an ordinary pendant on his waist.