To put it bluntly, the spiritual vortex is a type of other realms.
There are many factors that arise in other realms like cow hair. If you want to look closely, counting stars will take things. Therefore, most other realms usually only have the weight of cow hair. At best, a ghost-shaped realm can be seen in front of people, but the "real realm" that can truly tolerate people may not be able to be encountered for thousands of years.
In theory, a physical realm that can carry creatures must be complete with yin and yang and spiritual power. However, it is difficult to construct a real world by relying solely on yin and yang and spiritual power. After all, there is only one Pangu who created the world and created the world. Therefore, all "real realm" must have a world-like support. A mirage-like "cave in the air" with a shallow image shape - there are indeed examples - and the situation that can truly shock the world is the "reposit box" that still exists in theoretical books. In short, it is to block and preserve a real realm with spiritual power, but does not exist in the current real space but is a place that once existed.
But "who" can do this?
Anyway, the real mortal spirit cannot have this ability.
But here is not an ordinary state.
No matter what, this sand domain is a place where gods have been worshipped. If the mortal spirits in this world cannot be "keep the box", then as a god who once dominated one of the attributes, he should have this ability.
Shu Ling's brows gradually tightened, the wind blew dry sand and the ears were noisy, and another round of sunset plated a bloody red in the sky. The clouds dipped in blood, and the sky was covered with fishy turbidity.
At the end of the earth line, the black armor came with the blood light of the setting sun, dark and dull, only the shadow was covered with a thin round of light.
At the fifth hour of You, the leader of the ghost soldiers in Tuowei returned. Shu Ling was ready to return without success. However, he did not expect that after the ghost soldiers approached, he waved his hand and the Canghai Pavilion people following him jumped off the horse, presented a black cloth package, and opened it. He saw several heavy armor fragments of the ghost camp that had been removed from the shell.
This gain is quite considerable.
Shu Ling took the bag of armor that was torn into a palm-sized piece by some brute force. After turning it over and looking at it, he asked, "Where did you find it?"
The ghost soldier who returned from the team leader took out a roll of sheepskin maps that simply marked several places from his arms, handed them to Shu Ling with both hands, and said, "Take them from several circles on the map."
On this map, only the location of the Daying is the most delicate. The dot circle of the triangle surrounds the range that has been widened over the past few days. The position of the circle is very scattered and almost uneven.
The ghost warrior also carefully noted the distance between points. Although there was still no rule, it can be seen that the distance between these residual armor fragments is no more than 800 steps at most, and it should be limited in scope when scanning.
On the night Yi Chen was missing, the murderous strange wind blew in the desert all night, and there was evil spirit breath in the place where the wind passed. Therefore, the ghost soldiers have been trying to encircle the strong wind in the past few days, so as to find Yi Chen Zhui who was missing in the wind.
The ghost sold the fragments and left without stopping. Shu Ling felt very uncomfortable holding the bag of fragments.
Even such a strong heavy armor was torn into this way, the bodies of the two children...
Shu Ling didn't dare to think in this direction, so he hurriedly interrupted his thoughts, turned his head to ask the ghost soldier beside him, "Has the spirit beads reunited?"
The ghost nodded, but his brows were frowning strangely.
"What's wrong?"
The ghost soldier did not look at the small beads that gathered with spiritual power, but stared at the silver needles that were swaying on the top plate and began to point randomly, saying, "The spiritual power here seems to be gradually becoming chaotic."
This situation sounds a bit bad.
But those beads are still gathering in an orderly manner towards the "nest".
But it suddenly dispersed again...
The ghost man raised his eyebrows unnaturally.
"This time, it's not been a quarter of an hour."
Then, the little beads seemed to give up on themselves, and they didn't move, and simply "dead" and stopped running.
"Oh no!" This time, Shu Ling shouted out. The ghost soldier happened to see his general pale face, turned his head and ordered the general next to him: "Li Hao, Chen Ju, quickly prepare for twenty horses and soldiers."
"Yes!" The two of them were inexplicably frightened by this sudden emergency order. They didn't even have time to put away their hands, and they squeezed out of the curtain.
Even the ghost soldier who was as knowledgeable as an old dog was confused.
"Come Luo Xingyi over and explain later." Shu Ling himself hurriedly made the bill.
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When the late emperor first exchanged military power, the western border was making waves by the fire of the chaos in the demon country in the east, especially the demon division that called himself "barbaric". It was really because the court had no time to pay attention to the Western border, and was very proud. He was like a group of monkeys who were rushing all day long, for fear that others would not see him.
However, Marshal Jun has never been a person who is good at saving money and vegetarianism. In the early stage, he was busy cleaning up the Eastern Demon Kingdom and letting these 25 people play with sand. Afterwards, he took time off and did not stop. He even put the matter of returning to Beijing to report on his duties and receive merits. He turned his head and rushed into the Western Region, judging the group of barbarian monkeys with a fierce blow.
This "barbaric" demon tribe is really worthy of the "reputation" they gave them to themselves. It is really a group of wild monsters with casual looks and fangs. They are crazy about doing evil things. If they really want to fight hard, they will become a mess of sand in a blink of an eye. Jun Han went over and didn't even have the strength to blow his hair, and easily took down these monkeys.
Even when they were about to set off for the capital after collecting the prisoners, a strange demonic wind blew in the desert.
The wind was much bigger than the one that was blowing away Yi Chen's pursuit. It blew for three days in the depths of the desert and almost threw the entire military camp into the sky.
Fortunately, the army finally blew through this demonic wind without any danger.
But the group of monkeys are gone, and they will never see any signs of death.
The wind came in a strange way, so Jun Han did not rush to return to Beijing, but instead wrote a letter to the emperor for a postponement, and then stayed to think about it for a while.
At that time, the Jinshi Academy had not yet developed a delicate thing like Luo Xingyi, so it could only hold the spiritual plate and the Lingshu, which had the wrong donkey lips and horse mouths, and then estimated the spiritual power. It also spread out objects with the five elements attributes on the ground. The Marshal personally took the compass with the invincible spiritual power of the sky and the earth to force the chaotic magnetic field of the compass. It took five days and five nights. Just as the clue was about to be detected, it actually ran away...
The powerful spirit that stirred up the strange wind and swept away the prisoners actually ran away without anyone noticing!
Shu Ling will never forget Jun Han's calm expression at that time - he calmly shattered the compass that he had tortured for five days.
Then, Jun Han, who originally did not take the Western Region seriously, put the sand sea with "Tu Xingsun" on the list of dangerous things to be wary of.
Shu Ling glanced at Luo Xingyi in the ghost soldier's hand and added as if he was chatting: "Later, the marshal did not throw the guilt of losing his captive on Yao Feng, who should have taken the blame. After returning to Beijing, he received fifty boards. He took advantage of the half month of recuperation to go to Jinshi Academy to tell Master Gao in detail about the process of measuring his spiritual power. Then Master Gao figured out this thing."
This object is extraordinary and has a wide range of functions. At that time, the head of the Jinshi Academy was just retiring and returning home. With such a good time, place and people, Gao Daren naturally succeeded in replacing the situation with this skill.
After hearing Shu Ling's Jian Ran's addition, the ghost soldier lowered his eyes and looked at the thing in his hand with a complicated expression - it turned out that the marshal was exchanged for the board...
"The general thinks that this time is the same spiritual force as last time?"
Shu Ling did not deny that "there are too many similarities between the two, and it is worth considering in this direction."
At that time, the spirit was in the desert, but now it has moved to the edge of the human town. This situation is really worrying.
The ghost soldier suddenly stopped and Shu Ling stopped.
“There was a reaction.”
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The red blood flowers seemed to be made of blood. When they were under a little force, they burst into plasma. When they reached the depths, they looked back and left a "blood footprint" all the way.
Five people walked past the wooden stakes hanging banners and drooped blood. They climbed their ridges and possessed them with coldness. The fog layer was peeling off and shallow. The depth of the fog was a wide open red lacquer door.
Its beautification looks like new paint, the door beast holds a ring, and a stone screen is placed on the door.
There was no fog in the yard that covered its sight, and it was so clear and elegant that it was quite popular.
The strange and reckless style of this place suddenly reminds Yi Chen of Canghai Pavilion to chase the wrong time - that place is also a cold iron mansion courtyard, and a unique and elegant courtyard is suddenly surrounded in a terrifying atmosphere...
Yi Chen chased and quickly dispersed the inappropriate memory, focused on returning to his senses, and stopped in front of the cinnabar threshold.
No matter how graceful the scenery of this courtyard is, in everyone's eyes, there is only the word "trap" left.
Although they were originally with the mentality of falling into the trap and looking at death as if they were home, they could not give up on themselves and not even blink their eyes with the lambs in the circle. No matter how you pretend, you should keep a little bit of spirit and try to pass a few more levels. Even if you see the truth before you die, it would be better than being so confused and dying with your eyes open.
Even if Yi Chen kept chasing him, the ghost soldier could keenly observe his face and then stepped forward to the threshold, carefully holding the hilt with his right hand, and his posture was very majestic.
Zi Mei's eyes were lightly cut on the ghost soldier's back, then she fell into her eyes, looking at Liyue meaningfully for a moment.
Li Yue is not clear about whether others have the ability to observe their faces, but she has a good eye for this master who has taught her since childhood. Although Zi Mei can't speak, she can accurately convey her meaning to Li Yue with just a light glance.
Zi Mei’s meaning is very obvious - this ghost man has a problem.
Li Yue thought about her master's look, moved her eyes away clearly, and then came to Yi Chen chasing, and naturally held Yi Chen's hand.
Yi Chen Zhui noticed Li Yue's movements and lowered his eyes softly.
Liyue didn't look up at him, but just quietly held his fingers.
Yi Chen followed her for a moment, then looked back again.
Chapter completed!