To the Penguin Chief Affinity and Clan's addition, thank you, dear What a familiar scene, the difference is that Zhang Xiaohan knows that this time her body has also entered here.
Strangely, as soon as she entered the dim and empty space, her heart quieted down for no reason, as if everything in the outside world had been forgotten and had nothing to do with her.
She didn't need to exercise spiritual power, she could stand in the void, there was no wind, no air, no sound, except for the faint white mist in front of her, she subconsciously stretched out her hand.
Suddenly, she remembered that the true fire of the sun had also entered this space together, looking around blankly, the space was quiet, just like when her divine sense entered before, dim and without any unusual brilliance.
The true fire of the sun did enter with her, she was sure, but there was no light in sight.
Now that she came in, she turned around in mid-air, the front and back were exactly the same, the left and right were exactly the same, the eyes of the sky were open, and the surroundings were still seen by the eye, except for a trace of mist, there was nothing in the dim void.
His eyes stayed on the white mist in front of him, this is the origin of life, and what is the origin of life, thinking in his heart, his fingers touched the mist again, and the spiritual power flowed.
A stream of pure stuff flowed into the meridians along the fingertips, cool and cool, and the meridians immediately had another feeling, and life seemed to be filled.
After only half a breath, this trace of mist was absorbed into the body, but the spiritual power in the meridians barely increased, and only that feeling increased.
The hand stretched forward again, lightly touching another trace of mist, and easily, this trace of mist was once again absorbed into the body.
Lowering her hand, Zhang Xiaohan stood silently for a while, there was a lot of mist like this around her, a trace of it, as long as she was willing to touch and absorb it, it was endless.
She remembered Hibiscus's words, as long as she could endure loneliness.
She can endure loneliness, and even likes this loneliness, nothing, nothing, nothing to worry about.
Once, she wanted to seal her here, in order to escape, at that time, she only entered here with her divine sense, and she couldn't cultivate, or even move.
At that time, she didn't feel lonely, she could cultivate, she could move, and even leave as long as she wanted, what else was lonely.
And there is another life here, born with the flame of wisdom, and it will not be lonely.
The corners of Zhang Xiaohan's mouth pulled up a smile, and his body slowly floated up, his outstretched hands wrapped around a trace of mist, absorbing them all into his body.
No matter what is contained in the mist, when it enters the meridians, it is compressed into spiritual power and flows through the dantian, even if Zhang Xiaohan refines the purple qi to a lighter light, the purple qi is still purple qi, and the absorbed source of life must be compressed again, just like real cultivation, the difference is that these absorbed are not spiritual qi after all, not immortal qi, but another thing that can be seen with the naked eye, this kind of cultivation is much, much faster than in the outside world, and happiness gradually rises in the heart.
Since the appearance of this space, I'm afraid Zhang Xiaohan is the only monk who can feel pleasure in it.
Monks can endure loneliness, retreat and cultivation, are all quiet environments, and some monks will dig caves in the deep mountains, isolated from the world, but no matter what kind of environment they are, subconsciously they know that the environment they are in is never only themselves, and the appearance of caves and formations is to allow them to have a temporary quiet and isolated environment.
But this is not the case in this space, as far as the eye can see, it is an extremely long and deep space, never able to see the end of the darkness, completely quiet, so quiet that there is no sound, no wind, not even spiritual power, only these ethereal fogs, but it is precisely because of these fogs that this space is even more lonely.
It's a real closure that can lead one into a lonely one.
There is only such an outlier as Zhang Xiaohan, in such an environment, in an environment where even time cannot be justified, he only feels comfortable.
I don't know how long it took, it seemed that there was only a very short moment, in the distant darkness, suddenly a light flashed, and a red light suddenly appeared, in the extreme distance.
Zhang Xiaohan's fingers were wrapped around a trace of mist, she paused, her fingers slowly shook lightly, gathered all the mist to her fingertips and pulled her closer, staring at the red mang in the distance, she stood in the distance, absorbed this mist, beckoned and dragged another trace of mist.
The red light flickered, and the distance suddenly narrowed, and against the background of the dim night sky, a small but dazzling flame burned and approached.
Fire, no matter how beautiful and dazzling, is still fire, but the color of this flame is bright red and vigorous, and appearing in this void seems to fill the void with life in an instant.
Her flame was still, there was no spiritual power or wind in the void, and there was no swaying body in it, but when it moved, it was more charming than the brightest and brightest starlight.
Zhang Xiaohan's outstretched fingers were still lightly holding a trace of white mist, but his eyes could no longer contain anything, and there was only one urgent desire in his heart to hold this flame and put it in the palm of his hand.
When the flame was approaching Zhang Xiaohan, it suddenly stopped, as if its arrival was to make sure that Zhang Xiaohan was also here, once it was determined, there was no need to get closer, the speed of flying over was extremely fast, but the speed of leaving was faster, and before Zhang Xiaohan could see it clearly, it was suddenly far away, only a little bright and brilliant announcement of its existence, not far away.
Zhang Xiaohan didn't have time to be surprised, but was amazed by its beauty and splendor, and it was far away, if it was not far away and a little bright, as if it had never been close.
Zhang Xiaohan's movements only paused for a moment, and the white mist was pulled up by his fingertips and absorbed into the meridians.
The rest of the time, as if really to make sure that Zhang Xiaohan was still there, every once in a while, the flames would get closer, and when Zhang Xiaohan didn't have time to observe carefully, he hurried away, and so on several times, as if they were all accustomed to each other's existence.
The spiritual wisdom born of the aura between heaven and earth is probably inherently afraid of monks, or because the human race once hunted its parasites and forced it to flee, but approaching Zhang Xiaohan so repeatedly and fleeing again also made Zhang Xiaohan's heart doubtful.
The lonely and quiet void was brought to life because of this small flame.
On the surface, Zhang Xiaohan was still absorbing the white mist unchanged, and the spiritual power in her body was increasing at an extremely slow and imperceptible speed, but she did not relax her attention to the Sun True Fire at all, she still remembered that whether it was Lei Sheng or Gu Le, they both used the word subdued to the Sun True Fire, and they also remembered the fate of the companion beast.
She is not a companion beast, she doesn't want to be used as a furnace by a spiritual fire, even if this spiritual fire is beautiful and really gives birth to spiritual wisdom, she can't regard it as the existence of a little treasure fire fox.
For the true fire of the sun, she had already agreed with Hibiscus's words in her heart, even if her soul was burned, she would accept it, just so that she could fight against the Celestial Clan, or the phoenix's rebirth from the fire.
She began to deliberately approach the Sun True Fire, carefully studying it as she absorbed the white mist, she made no secret of her interest in it, and even used her divine sense to send a signal of approach.
After several contacts, Zhang Xiaohan judged that the wisdom born of the aura between heaven and earth of the true fire of the sun, and the intelligence was just like a child of a few years old, only the fear of life instinct, it was ingested into this space by the boundary bead together with Zhang Xiaohan, and the change of the environment made it feel frightened, and instinctively contacted Zhang Xiaohan, recognizing this former enemy as a companion.
From the time he saw Zhang Xiaohan appear here, he fled far away, and now he can get a little closer, and he is not disgusted by the closeness signal released by Zhang Xiaohan's divine sense, and the contact distance is approaching every time.
The absorbed source of life is no longer injected into the meridians, but turns into a cluster of flames in the palm of Zhang Xiaohan's hand, the perfection of the fire control technique and the strength of the Mahayana period make the flame of the origin of life extraordinarily abundant, in this dim void, this flame that exudes spiritual power attracts the true fire of the sun, more than its fear of Zhang Xiaohan, it wants to get close to this flame, but it is afraid of Zhang Xiaohan's existence.
Condensed a small flame, but absorbed a few traces of white mist, after condensing in the palm of his hand, Zhang Xiaohan looked at the sun true fire and smiled slightly, and gently loosened, this flame floated over, Zhang Xiaohan smiled and looked at the reaction of the sun real fire, and then pulled a trace of mist, wrapped around his fingertips.
After all, the true fire of the sun couldn't withstand the temptation of the aura, and suddenly rushed out, the bright red flame instantly wrapped the spiritual fire, and then retreated extremely quickly, Zhang Xiaohan did not move, but kept pulling through the mist and absorbing.
Every time the mist is absorbed, a spiritual fire is refined, once the spiritual fire appears in Zhang Xiaohan's palm, the true fire of the sun is attracted, and gradually, the mist around Zhang Xiaohan is absorbed cleanly, as if he has just discovered, Zhang Xiaohan slowly retreated.
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The sun flickered and followed, and at the same distance, it also stopped when Zhang Xiaohan stopped.
It's like fishing, but the bait is a spiritual fire, and what you want to catch is the true fire of the sun.
After a few times, the spiritual fire in Zhang Xiaohan's palm was not so far away, just a few meters in front of her, she still inadvertently continued to absorb the mist, the sun was really in a hurry, but several times I wanted to step forward, and I was afraid, until the spiritual fire slowly dissipated in the void, suddenly rushed up, devoured the spiritual fire, and quickly retreated.
Zhang Xiaohan didn't move, just condensed a spiritual fire, and the distance sent out was closer.
Finally, the spiritual fire stayed in Zhang Xiaohan's palm, and Zhang Xiaohan held the spiritual fire with one hand, looking at the delicate and beautiful sun true fire.
She was gambling, betting that the true fire of the sun was reluctant to hurt her, the only one in this void who could bring it spiritual power.
The true fire of the sun slowly approached, and the contact of several days, coupled with the spiritual fire sent by Zhang Xiaohan, made it have some intimacy with Zhang Xiaohan.
Zhang Xiaohan stood with one hand holding the spiritual fire, the other hand was still pulling the mist, the tips of his fingers wrapped around the mist and slowly absorbed, all of which fell on the perception of the sun's true fire, it finally approached, and the bright red and gorgeous flame slowly approached Zhang Xiaohan's palm.
At the moment when the true fire of the sun was approaching, the flame in Zhang Xiaohan's palm rose suddenly, and in an instant, the flame transformed into a dazzling arc of electricity, intertwined into a terrifying power grid, completely enveloping the true fire of the sun in the power grid.
The spiritual power in Zhang Xiaohan's body can be converted between the five elements at will, and it can also be converted into the power of thunder and lightning, when she was in the Lingwu Electric Sect, she once refined the battle robe of lightning, and also refined the talisman that stimulates the power of thunder and lightning, but after ascending, she has not used the power of thunder and lightning in front of anyone, except for the thunder and lightning vines.
If you can't hit it with one blow, it's better to hide your last strength.
The dazzling power grid is in the palm of the hand, and the sun true fire in it is frightened and flees in all directions, but even the heaven and earth true fire are afraid of the power of the arc, and as the power grid shrinks, the sun true fire is firmly bound.
Sitting in the void, Zhang Xiaohan played the trick with his left hand, and the power grid separated a thin trace of flame, and Zhang Xiaohan opened his mouth and swallowed it directly.
The flames sank into the dantian, the whole body was unbearable scorching, the body seemed to be in a furnace, and the slightly purple Yuan Ying seemed to be burned by the real fire that suddenly sank, and the Yuan Ying Jingyuan quickly gushed out, surrounding this trace of real fire, and was swallowed by the Yuan Ying with the true yuan.
The soul seemed to be burning, and the scorching heat and stinging pain rose from the dantian and rose directly to the sea of knowledge.
Outside the void, Xiaobao, Firefox and Hibiscus stood silently outside the black petals, Zhang Xiaohan had been in the void for five days, and five days was not a long time for the outside world, but Hibiscus knew that the five days in the outside world, within the void, the perception was extended to several years.
For several years, he also played the command room, but that kind of loneliness and quietness, that feeling of being abandoned by the whole world, it is not that great perseverance cannot stick there, every time before entering the void, he will sit upright and be silent for a long time, even if there is no one in this world who he misses, he is also afraid of that helpless loneliness.
But Zhang Xiaohan stayed there for five days.
The longer the time, the more likely it is that Zhang Xiaohan has captured the sun's true fire and is absorbing it, but the longer the time, the more likely it is that Zhang Xiaohan is lost in the void and cannot return.
On the surface, Hibiscus safely guarded the Boundary Bead, but in his heart he wanted to step into the range of the Boundary Bead more than once, even if he knew full well that he might be truly lost in the void of the Boundary Bead when he stepped in.
He didn't open the boundary bead, and if he couldn't find Zhang Xiaohan there, he might really get lost there.
The ashes in the sky had almost fallen, the shells of the accompanying beasts on the ground had completely turned into hard rock, and Xuanyuan Shenghao and Ye Ying had also returned, standing behind them and watching in silence, compared to the anxiety in Hibiscus's heart, Xiaobao was more at ease.
The traces of Zhang Xiaohan in the divine consciousness were thrown on, and although she was not in this interface, Xiaobao could still feel her presence.
It's just that he doesn't like her feelings, she seems to have forgotten the world, wandering in loneliness and loneliness and unwilling to leave.
Her heart is lonely after all, as if one day, she will really stay in the dark silence, completely enclosing her heart and her soul in silence. t1706231537: