Seven hundred miles outside the Lanshui Port, and within the old forest of the barren mountains, a group of seventeen people shuttled through the bodies and appeared in every corner of the barren mountains, as if looking for something.

When night fell, the seventeen people were energetic and their white faces seemed to be even more ghostly and corpse-like. They were surrounded by corpses. People were not like humans, and corpses were not like corpses.

The four people flying in the air had already reached the out-of-body realm, and the thirteen people who were traveling through the forest had good cultivation, and all of them were cultivators in the late stage of Qi training.

The space of the Vientiane Mirror, a river in the illusion of mountains and rivers.

Feng Ling's clothes were loose and her shoulders were exposed. Her little white legs had grown into big white legs. She was stretched out like this, and her two tender white feet were slashing the river.

What she said was that she would not grow up in five hundred years, but she was purely a place without silver. In fact, since she absorbed the spiritual spring and then divided the spirit marrow of Ye Xuan's Five Orbs, she has changed almost every day, and she has a girlish appearance in a blink of an eye.

The river water was clear and the seventeen young men were floating in the water. He was like a piece of water grass, ignorant and unconscious, and his head was floating from time to time. At this time, Feng Ling would kick up and kick Ye Xuan's face without any mercy, stepping it back and forth, and enjoy it.

Ye Xuan's eyes were closed, and his body was still wafting. The shadows of the twelve fire trees and hoarfrost flowers met and gradually disappeared. In the replacement, a lotus platform the size of a palm was a lotus.

After a year of fighting, Ye Xuan's understanding of himself deepened and his foundation was solid. Senluo's fingers and Senluo's ghost hands were already skilled, and Senluo's thirty-six Swords, the first three swords, and the three swords of the Rising Kong were also accomplished.

The lotus platform as big as a palm is blue and red. Each lotus leaf looks unclear in patterns, but it is just a prototype. The flowing light of ice and fire, passing through it, looks quite strange.

At some point, the spiritual power around Ye Xuan burst out, and the river in a radius of dozens of feet suddenly stopped, as if it was imprisoned by an invisible huge force.

Immediately afterwards, this section of the river broke out from the riverbed, went up against the air, and all flew into the sky, causing heavy rain out of thin air.

If there is a cultivator who is out of the body, he will definitely be shocked on the spot and imprison dozens of feet of rivers with one force. The required cultivation is no less than that of the late stage of out of the body. Ye Xuan at this moment is obviously out of the process of breakthrough.

The spiritual energy of the world surged in turmoil and poured into Ye Xuan's body. At this moment, a new world was opened in his body, containing more spiritual power, and the momentum of his body rose step by step.

The ice and fire lotus platform rotates and becomes larger. This treasure is between virtual and real. It is a natal object that comes from practicing the All Things Sutra. Compared with the natal magic weapons of other monks, the ice and fire lotus platform is more than one better than that.

Ye Xuan took a step forward and appeared again. He was already sitting cross-legged on the ice and fire lotus platform. When he closed his eyes, the acupoints of the whole body were connected to the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. A phantom was vaguely visible, overlapping with him, and about to come out.

"Ph." On the banks of the river, Feng Ling spits out the river water from the exit.

A heavy rain came out of nowhere. She was covered in a loose body. Her already loose clothes were wet and pressed against her delicate body. Her phoenix eyes slashed Ye Xuan on the lotus platform. Without saying a word, she flew up and kicked.

On the Ice and Fire Lotus Platform, Ye Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and saw the tender white feet flying over. He looked deep and his eyes became meaningful.

"Puff." With a muffled sound, Feng Ling's kick actually hit Ye Xuan on the right face.

Ye Xuan did not dodge or avoid, did not move at all, and did not mobilize a trace of cultivation. He fought against Feng Ling with his physical body alone, which was equivalent to a complete blow to practice Qi.

"Your physical body has also broken through? If I had known this, I would have eaten more of your spiritual marrow." Feng Ling bit her pink lips and kicked her a few more times.

Ye Xuan's body was strong and shiny. Compared to a year ago, he raised his head and his body was long. As he stood up, his qi and blood were swelling, making a gurgling sound, just like a big river, surging in his body.

Qi and blood are like plasma, and spiritual power is surging. This is the appearance of the physical body breaking through to the second realm and training bones and marrow. The greater change is still in the body.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ling kicked her feet wildly, and suddenly she paused, her eyes flashed, looking at the illusion of mountains and rivers between the world.

In the space of the Vientiane Mirror, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rolled in, as if it was summoned in the dark, and all rushed towards Ye Xuan, and the illusions of mountains and rivers also changed at this moment.

It turned into a tall building, with vehicles passing by and across the streets, and pedestrians coming and going, red lights and green crowds, all of which were illusions.

The clothes of these pedestrians are obviously different from the styles of this life. Many women's clothes are extremely fabric-free, making Feng Ling's cheeks flush.

"Stop it, be careful that cultivation will be destroyed." Feng Ling suddenly screamed and kicked Ye Xuan wildly, but now Ye Xuan is no longer something she can kick.

Ye Xuan remained silent. With his breakthrough in his cultivation, he not only deepened his understanding of the Wanxiang Manager, but also had a certain understanding of the Wanxiang Mirror he was in. The information in his mind was like a river returning to the sea, constantly coming from the Wanxiang Mirror.

As a mortal, as weak as an ant, a wisp of soul was pulled away by Feng Ling, and he could not help but die. There was no secret in front of Feng Ling, which made him think that Feng Ling was the master of the Mirror of the World, and he was just a pitiful host.

In fact, since Feng Ling passed away a death disaster, and was born from death and turned into a stone egg, it was the host in the Mirror of Everything.

The meteorite fell from the sky, and Ye Xuan was almost dead as cannon fodder. The moment the Vientiane Mirror entered his body, he was the real master of the Vientiane Mirror. As for Feng Ling, he was at most an ex.

An hour passed, and the Feng Ling threatened ineffectively. Now Ye Xuan is no longer the novice of the past.

Feng Ling's pretty face turned pale until Ye Xuan's rising momentum subsided and all the high-rise buildings and street shops were formed. Feng Ling saw that she was weak in her eyes, so she was discouraged and sat down to the ground.

Ye Xuan rose up, stretched out his big hand, grabbed a virtual grasp towards the space in the mirror, and a ray of gray light came out of thin air. He grabbed it into his palm, and pressed it into his eyebrows with a slap.

After doing this, Ye Xuan smiled faintly. His aura was completely stable and stable at the early stage of leaving the body. However, his cultivation fluctuations were as powerful as the late stage of leaving the body, and even reached the perfect state.

"Little girl, now I am suppressing you in a big state, and in my mirror world, what can you do to me now?" When Ye Xuan said the word "My", his tone increased, and he shook his sleeves, the scene in front of him changed, and everything was under control.

In the blink of an eye, he and Feng Ling appeared in front of an ice cream shop. Ye Xuan pulled a chair for himself to sit down. Feng Ling couldn't help but sit down. The chair floated silently and landed in front of Ye Xuan.

Feng Ling was dejected and sat on the chair with a delicate body curled up, just like a child who made a mistake. When facing his parents, Feng's eyes were resentful and did not dare to look at Ye Xuan.

"You've kicked a dog to death. After kicking me for a year, isn't it very exciting?" Ye Xuan's eyes were crooked and his mouth was slanted, and he was a vicious person, looking like a gangster.

"You discovered it. I... I didn't lie to you sincerely. I'm still a child... Don't hit me." Feng Ling lowered his head and sighed, his face as if dead, and his life was dark.

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