The Nanqing Palace covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, with more than 50 buildings of various types, including pavilions, platforms, pavilions, halls, and large and small, and some areas cannot be accessed by Li.

Those areas were covered by formations, and the buildings inside were ancient and hazy, exuding a mysterious aura.

Li Wei once was curious and used Tiantong Eyes to peek into the interior of one of the large formations.

Inside is a black pagoda, more than twenty floors high, with a barren courtyard, ruined walls and no grass grows. Through the gate of the first pagoda, I saw a dead bone sitting cross-legged inside with chains.

The dead bones had obviously died for endless years, but they made Li Wei frightened and felt fearful.

With his current cultivation and insight, seeing ordinary dry bones has long been able to remain calm. The feeling of being frightened must be a real sense of danger.

After several days of cleaning, Li Yiu fully understood.

The jade-like temple with a hip-topped top on the other side of the Blood Lake and several areas covered by formations are likely to be the legacy of the Gupagala religion back then.

Some places are sacred and gorgeous, with bricks and tiles, and are carved and refined by precious materials.

Some places are strange and dangerous, and use formations to confine them.

Other buildings should have been built later by the Twin Rice Education, but they have a history of hundreds of years.

After cleaning, Li Yiu came to the place where Yao Qingxuan meditated and practiced.

He stood outside the curtain and did not dare to break in. There was a giant in the immortality, and he could cause storm waves in a state with one stomp in his feet.

"Senior Yao, what you ordered has been completed! In the future, the cleaning of the Nanqing Palace will be handed over to the younger generation."

Yao Qingxuan faced the stream and turned his back to the curtain, and his tone was quiet: "Looking at your style of doing things at the Qianlong Lantern Festival, you will know that you are a person who is both hard and soft, and you have an absolutely tough side in your work. You must fight for it. At the same time, you can let go, you can retreat, and you will know how to hide your weaknesses. When you come to the main hall of the Divine Cult, if you can put away your inner strength and compromise more, you will have a chance to survive."

"I'm afraid I can't kneel down."

Li Wei stood straight and looked calm, and said, "Does the Lord of Linggu Palace want to conquer me?"

"A person is valuable, and if this value is used by others, you will have a way out of life. If you are not used, you will be eliminated." Yao Qingxuan continued: "At present, Lord An is just interested in you. Whether to get rid of you or use you depends on yourself!"

Li Yiu thought for a moment: "With use or not, it is probably more than just value? Trust or not is the most important thing. The Lord of the Linggu Palace cannot trust me."

"There is trust in the usage of trust, and the use of distrust in the usage of distrust. The embodiment of value is not just about cultivating talent. Think slowly by yourself!" Yao Qingxuan said.

Li Wei said: "This is a major event that concerns life. Can Senior Yao explain it more clearly?"

"Wow!"

A wind that contained a faint fragrance surged through the curtains. Li Yi felt his body fluttering, spinning, and his vision became blurred.

The next moment.

With a bang, he fell and rolled on the ground by the Blood Lake.

There are many buildings and courtyard gates away from the place where Yao Qingxuan meditated and practiced.

Li Wei turned over and sat up, movable his arms, without any complaints.

Yao Qingxuan seemed unkind and cold, but the words just now were very sincere and were giving him a serious guide.

"Yaoyin's mother is cruel to other martial artists and can kill a lot of people at once. She seems to be quite tolerant to me."

"It seems that doing more good deeds, doing more good deeds and accumulating virtues is the right thing to do. This is the foundation for changing one's destiny and fortune. If I hadn't saved Yao Yin and helped her a lot, my situation today would have been very different."

Li Wei recalled that he had taken away the fragments of the Lingtai Yanxing Stone from the lampshade before.

Yao Qingxuan didn't even study such a treasure.

If she hadn't seen Yao Yin's face, how could she easily reveal it?

The thoughts come to this point...

"Well, since there is the Spiritual Flame Star Stone in your hand, then you will reach the level of spiritual power and cultivate the level. One more strength, one more capital."

Li Wei took out the fragment of the Lingtai Yanxing Stone, closed his eyes and meditated, adjusted his state, and then pressed it toward the center of his eyebrows.

"Wow!"

The ripples in the space are stirring up.

The fragments of the Lingtai Yanxing Stone appeared in the center of the spiritual world.

In recent days, Li Weishi is not only cleaning the Nanqing Palace, but also refining the Star Day Pill to strengthen the stars and stars.

The star of mind power in the spiritual world has grown to its limit and is qualified to impact the two-star spiritual mind master.

"Wow!"

The spiritual light of mind power radiated out from Li Wei's body, condensed into the light and shadow of two divine mulberry trees, rising up on the banks of the Blood Lake.

They bloom brightly, crystal clear, continuously absorbing the light from the entire Nanqing Palace.

Except for the area covered by two divine mulberry trees, other places turned into darkness and could not see their five fingers.

Even the light yarn condensed from the formations was absorbed and quickly became dim.

Logically speaking, if he entered the blood mud space and went under the real Fusang sacred tree, the success rate of breaking the realm would be much higher. But living under the same roof as Yao Qingxuan, with her terrifying cultivation, Li Wei really didn't dare to take risks.

The light and shadow of the Fusang sacred tree are like living creatures. Following Li Wei's breathing, the ability to swallow and absorb light is getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually.

The darkness spreads outside the Nanqing Palace, absorbing the light of a wider area.

...

Four days later.

Yao Qingxuan and a woman in a white Buddhist robes stood in the green tiles and jade hall opposite the Blood Lake. The two women looked through the window and looked at the light and shadow of the two increasingly tall Fusang sacred trees by the lake. With their cultivation, their hearts were inevitably rippling.

At this moment, the two mulberry trees have grown to more than ten feet high, supporting each other and supporting a bright light rain area.

In the light rain area, the flame lotus in the lake is obviously better than the flame lotus in the dark area. The petals are like glass, and the spirit of life is majestic, as if they have grown for several years.

Li Wei meditated under the light and shadow of two mulberry trees. He was obviously a mortal, but he had a mortal temperament that was not possessed by pure immortal bodies. He was ethereal and mysterious, like an immortal spirit in the mortal world, hiding the universe inside.

Yao Qingxuan leaned against the window, with his jade muscles and bones, as beautiful as the fairy girl in the picture scroll.

The lay Buddhist in white looks like a mortal with an ordinary face, without the jade skin and peerless beauty of Yao Qingxuan, but the whole person has a peaceful and comfortable temperament, which is compatible with everything in the world and will not bring people majesty or pressure.

She is the owner of Linggu Hall, An Xianjing.

He is also one of the two Bodhisattvas in Coffin Mountain. He has lived for 360 years and is a powerful man with great success under his command.

An Xianjing's slender fingers in his right hand pinched the red rosary and smiled and said, "The two mulberry trees support each other, and the energy of life is vigorous, and the mind power around him gradually condenses into golden crow flames. It seems that his spiritual god light and shadow are indeed the legendary Fusang sacred tree. It is really not simple. Martial arts are already amazing enough, and the mind power can even bring people amazement to the path of alchemy and refining weapons. There will definitely be great achievements."

Yao Qingxuan's eyes were indifferent, and his facial features were like ice sculptures without fluctuations: "I don't know where Li Songgu dug the seedlings, but he was very lucky."

An Xianjing withdrew her gaze and suddenly said, "Tang Wanzhou may have come to the headquarters, or found it near the headquarters."

"She didn't go out?" Yao Qingxuan said.

"No."

The lay Buddhist in white shook his head gently: "Now it seems that at the Altar of Starfire, she was just pretending to be defeated. She led a large number of masters to invade, and was just leading us to take action. Her real purpose was to find a way to enter the Altar. She was really a smart person. She was brave enough and had a high mind enough."

"If she dares to enter the main hall, she will definitely have no return." Yao Qingxuan said.

"Leave this matter to the Tianli Palace to handle! If Tang Wanzhou really sneaks in, they have not guarded the courtyard well."

The lay Buddhist in white looked at the other side of the Blood Lake and sat cross-legged under the light and shadow of the two Fusang sacred trees: "He broke through! You go to the Tianli Palace to have a trip. I will chat with him alone. This son is extraordinary and is really rare. It would be a pity to kill him directly."

"If Tang Wanzhou really finds the main hall, it will be my negligence. The Tianli Palace and the Kurong Palace will definitely take advantage of the situation and seize the power of the southern border. This matter can be big or small, and I will investigate it myself."

Yao Qingxuan turned into a wisp of white mist and disappeared by the window.

...

With the help of the fragments of the Yanxing Stone of Lingtai, Li Wei condensed the second star of thought power.

The two stars of thought power operate in the center of the spiritual world to form a dual star system, forming a vortex of thought power woven with light and mist.

The size of the stars of mind power is no longer just the size of mung beans, but has grown several times stronger.

It is brighter, like two golden elixirs.

Li Wei was excited. With his current mental power cultivation, he activated the light green fish eyes of the Taoist ancestor Tai Chi fish. The cocoon of time formed can definitely last longer and can support long-term martial arts practice.

The seventh sea is just around the corner.

"The realm of the two-star spiritual thought master should be no less than that of the ordinary second-level martial arts practitioners in the Taoist realm, right?"

Li Wei thought about it and shook his head: "I have not yet practiced talismans, formations, chanting techniques and other attack methods. If I don't control insects, I may not be able to challenge the second level of the Taoist realm of martial arts, just relying on my mind power."

A crisp and pleasant voice sounded several feet away: "Not to! A powerful mind master is like a inheritor in martial arts. His combat power at the same level is definitely not comparable to mediocre people. Your mind power can condense into a golden crow flame... Well, although it is just the thinnest and lowest level of golden crow flame, its attack power is enough to compare with the first level of fire magic."

"By relying solely on your mind, you can already rank in the second level of the Taoist realm."

Li Wei did not expect that strangers would break in to Nanqing Palace?

Moreover, silently approaching, cultivation is obviously not simple.

The key is this sound...

He looked at the lay Buddhist in white standing not far away, quickly got up, and said uncertainly: "It's you... it's not you..."

Li Wei shook her head, and then her eyes fell on the red rosary in the white-clothed layman's hand, and then observed her tall figure.

The lay Buddhist in white who was met outside Jiuli City, with a large number of children from the sea, left a deep impression on Li Yi. Her beautiful voice has always been imprinted in Li Yi's heart. It was a unique infectious force and it is hard to forget.

At this moment, the lay Buddhist in white standing in front of him, his outfit, body and voice were very similar to the one at that time.

But the appearance is completely different.

An Xianjing put her left hand on her chest and bowed: "Amitabha! The donor said more than a year ago that he would treat me to noodles next time, and it would be enough."

"It's really you?"
Chapter completed!