How could this happen? Li Qingyun was a little confused. After carefully studying the energy substances in his body, he found that in addition to the ordinary holy energy, there was also a vitality energy that was different from other energy, which could be perfectly integrated with the immortal energy.
This kind of energy full of vitality was produced by taking the essence of space spring water from the beginning of his cultivation. Li Qingyun didn't pay attention to it before, and only regarded it as a kind of vitality that could help him recover quickly.
Now it seems that the essence of space spring water is extraordinary. It not only promotes vitality, but also has the characteristics of adapting to the atmosphere of the fairy world.
In the past, my Tiandao avatar sold some spring water essence in the trading world. The Tiandao saint claimed that he wanted to refine Taichu Heavy Water, which is estimated to be a similar energy to Taichu Qi.
The so-called fairy world was also created after the creation of the world by Saint Pangu. According to the will of those founders, part of the high-end energy was absorbed and became the officially certified breath of the fairy world. One of them should be the Qi of Taichu.
After absorbing the Qi of Taichu, is the color of the energy displayed by itself green? Like the color appearing on the body of Hongmeng Ancestor Saint?
But now the mainstream high-end energy color in the fairy world should be silver? Should I find a way to change it later, or should I start absorbing the energy emanating from the channels in the fairy world now?
He was a little hesitant because he didn't know the name of this silver fairy energy and what its characteristics were.
These thoughts only took a moment to go through Li Qingyun's mind, but the majestic immortal energy was right in front of him, and he could absorb it, so he couldn't bear to refuse it.
So Li Qingyun gritted his teeth, and his whole body entered the passage of the fairy world, bathed in the silver light group, meditated, and absorbed the silver fairy energy.
A stream of hot breath, like a knife, entered his meridians, followed his own cultivation route, traveled around the body, and finally entered his lower abdomen, and so on.
The hot feeling was like a flame, burning in the body. Although it was painful, it was within Li Qingyun's tolerance.
Compared with the energy of holy energy, this kind of high-end energy is just like you are used to drinking Erguotou and suddenly you drink Maotai. Although the taste is a bit uncomfortable, if you taste it carefully, you will find that the quality of the two is very different.
For a senior alcoholic, if there is good wine for you to drink, you will definitely not drink cheap wine.
Li Qingyun sat in the big silver ball of fairy energy and practiced crazily. He didn't care what the Zhongqian Saint outside said or thought. I just wanted to practice anyway.
The dilapidated sanctuary has long been in chaos.
Even if the space barrier of the Holy Domain was destroyed by hundreds of thousands of miles, the abilities of the silver eyes and black nails that appeared just now have exceeded the imagination of Saint Zhongqian.
I thought that I was already at the pinnacle of this world. As long as I worked hard, I would one day be able to cultivate to the level of a ninth-level saint, be as powerful as the Hongmeng Patriarch, and be invincible in all the worlds.
But what did I see just now?
Hongmeng Ancestor Saint, who was in an invincible position in his heart, was shot into a big hole by that silver eye, and was forced by a black fingernail to drop more than a dozen innate sacred weapons, and fled in confusion without a trace.
What happened to this world? What happened in ancient times? Why don’t you dare to let yourself know the hidden truth?
Okay, forget it, it’s too high-end and too secretive anyway, so knowing it may not be a good thing. But, what is the situation in front of you?
This old man with a white beard, who clearly had the aura of the Zhongqian Saint, seemed to be at the fifth or sixth level, so why did he swagger into the silver light group of the fairy world passage and sit down to practice.
Who is this guy? Why is he not afraid of the burning heat of immortal energy? Like Hongmeng Ancestor Saint, he can sit in it and practice?
That is immortal energy. After Hongmeng Ancestor Saint was seriously injured, he did not dare to sit in it to heal his wounds and practice. Zhongqian Saints like him would turn into ashes if they touched the edge of the immortal energy. Why is this Zhongqian Saint not afraid of the immortal energy?
With endless doubts, these retired Zhongqian Saints gathered together and pointed at Li Qingyun in the fairy aura.
As for the current Saints who were not qualified to enter the Holy Land, they were able to enter the Holy Land secretly because there was no one to stop them.
They didn't dare to think about the silver fairy energy. The majestic holy energy in the holy realm had already made them ecstatic. Practicing here for one day was better than practicing for a year in the Zhongqian world outside. After practicing like this for a period of time,
How many holy stones can be saved?
The elders in the sanctuary had been alarmed for a long time. They gathered together to discuss for a long time, but they could not come up with an effective countermeasure.
"Since no one is willing to go over and ask about the origin of the white-bearded old man, then don't say anything. Just pretend that this matter has not happened. When the Hongmeng Ancestral Saint comes back, let the Ancestor Saint personally inquire."
The sword master said with a calm expression. He was a little dissatisfied with the ancestor sage. Last time, the ancestor sage ignored his persuasion and wanted to kill Li Qingyun, which made him lose face.
At this time, the entire world was in an extremely dangerous state of change. He didn't want to get into trouble, he just wanted to maintain the status quo and wait for the development of the situation.
"I also think it is more reliable to wait for the Hongmeng Ancestor Saint to come back. Look, the nails of the white-bearded old man are black. Are they similar to the nails that exploded the Ancestor Saint's magic weapon just now? I suspect that the owner of those nails personally
Here, if we offend him, I'm afraid we won't be enough for him to poke with one finger, right?"
Dao Sheng and Juggernaut have a good relationship, and they agree with his opinions very much. Both of them have calm personalities and don't want to cause trouble.
Jiang Sheng was destroyed, and was completely destroyed. Currently, among the elders of the Tiandao Alliance, there is only one missing, and there are only twelve people left. There are no too sharp conflicts.
Of course, the Grass Saint was almost killed and an important clone was destroyed. He didn't dare to make it public yet, let alone publicly jump out to find trouble for the Sword Master. After all, he is too weak now. It is most appropriate to be able to spend a long period of weakness calmly.
his current interests.
In this weird atmosphere, the white-bearded old man transformed by Li Qingyun sat quietly in the light ball in the passage of the fairy world, practicing quietly, and more than a year passed in the blink of an eye.
During this year, thousands of saints gathered nearby, surrounding the passage to the fairy world. They wanted to get closer, but they didn't dare to get close. They just wanted to absorb some of the weak fairy energy spilling around, so as to transform the holy energy in their bodies.
, improve the quality of strength in the body.
Suddenly, a sharp crane chirping came from tens of thousands of miles away, resounding throughout the world, as if something extremely terrible had happened. The cry was full of fear and despair.
It is definitely not simple for a crane to be able to spread its sound so far. All the Zhongqian Saints turned their heads to look for the source of the sound. Even Li Qingyun, who was practicing, was woken up and looked up in surprise.
A thin, hairless crane was covered in blood. Not only had its feathers been plucked out, but it had also been bitten by something, leaving terrible tooth marks on its thighs, wings, and buttocks.
This is a real "crane". Although its whole body is injured, it is still shrouded in silver-white fairy energy. Many saints look familiar, as if they have seen it somewhere before.
"A few years ago, two immortals came from the fairy world, one riding a bull and the other riding a crane. This crane seemed to be the fairy's mount, right? How could he be so miserable, with no hair on his body, and he could still fly?
It’s really strange that it’s so fast!”
An old Zhongqian Saint exclaimed with surprise.
"It is indeed that crane. I recognize its appearance. Oh my god, look behind it... there is a two or three-year-old child chasing it!"
No one asked how the Zhongqian Saint recognized the plucked crane, because everyone's eyes were attracted to the two or three-year-old child.
This is a little boy, two or three years old, without clothes, bare buttocks, chubby, flying staggeringly, but as fast as a shooting star.
No matter how fast the crane flies, he always follows thousands of miles behind, chewing something in his mouth, with blood and raw meat spilling out of the corners of his mouth.
"Hehe, haha, don't run!" The strange child shouted at the crane with vague words and raised his white and tender little hands.
When the crane heard the sound, it shivered with fright. It flew a little slower and was caught by the child. The dazzling silver fairy energy could not stop the child's little hand.
Grabbing the crane's neck, the little boy opened his mouth and took a bite on its wing. The piece of flesh and bone suddenly lost a piece. The little boy stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it. There was blood flowing down the corner of his mouth.
Covered all over.
"Haha, delicious, delicious!" The little boy smiled happily, threw it away, and let go of the crane. The crane screamed miserably and flew away again, but he was still chasing after it.
The little boy smiled innocently, but it frightened countless saints. The crane, which was full of fairy energy, couldn't escape the clutches of the little boy? What is his origin? What about the fairy riding the crane? No way.
Has it been eaten by him?
The crane was covered in wounds. Although it was reduced to food in front of the little boy, it was still a terrifying presence in front of the Zhongqian Saint.
At this moment, the crane has seen the passage to the fairy world and the silver light group. There is a door there, leading to the fairy world. As long as it gets there, it believes that it will be safe and will no longer worry about being eaten.
Whoosh!
The crane turned into a rainbow light and flew thousands of miles in an instant, heading straight for the passage to the fairy world.
On its flight path, there happened to be a third-level Zhongqian Saint blocking the way. Before it could get out of the way, with a bang, it emitted a silver fairy light and knocked the Zhongqian Saint into pieces.
"..." Countless Zhongqian saints were silent, almost numb with fear. Even a crane in the fairy world was so terrifying. How should I, Zhongqian saints, deal with it?
Fortunately, the immortal energy on this crane was already very weak. A moment later, the Zhongqian Saint who was smashed by it reunited at the same place, with a confused look on his face, as if he still didn't understand what happened.
"What's going on? Why did my holy body break...?" Before the Zhongqian Saint could finish speaking, his body suddenly broke into pieces again. The little boy also ran over him in order to chase the crane.
Unfortunately, this time his body was instantly reduced to ashes and there was no chance for him to regroup again.