The Portal of Wonderland

Underground space.

Shi Mu took a deep breath, waved his hands, and made a trick, which was not included in the five-line boundary map.

Where that intangible fluctuation reaches, the mixed spiritual power of heaven and earth immediately disperses, then divides into five places, slowly converging towards the place where the stone pasture is located.

“Shi Boy, now! Run five lines of equilibrium to manipulate these spiritual powers and reshape the spiritual veins of water!” The Spiritual Son screamed immediately.

This is how water spirits reconstruct spiritual veins by summoning the spiritual forces of heaven and earth in the cave space through five-line boundary maps, forcibly bringing them together, and then using the body of stone pasture as a bond, reconstituting these spiritual forces of heaven and earth to reconstitute spiritual veins.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth at this moment is broken because of the balance, the chaos is unmatched and extremely violent.

If such spiritual powers were injected directly into the spiritual vein, not only would the water spiritual vein disappear, but the other four spiritual veins might collapse, so it would be necessary for Ishigami to re-tame these spiritual powers and purify and refine them.

In fact, this method is extremely burdensome on the body of the stone herd. If it is not strong, the physical repair boundary is extremely high, and the five lines of balance have been understood, there is no chance of success at all.

Shi Lian nodded, took a deep breath, breathed heavenly fields, running the strength of the five lines in the body, first embracing these exotic spiritual powers of heaven and earth.

This step is the hardest!

Five immense lines of spiritual power, continuously integrated into his body.

Ishima's face suddenly turned red, and these five spiritual powers were too massive and manic to withstand his body.

“Turn”

He lowered his voice, running the five lines of balance just realized, and the power of the five lines of Xuan Gong revolved in his body to dissolve that immense spiritual power.

Within the stone pasture, the forces of the five lines are connected, gradually at the Dantian.

Wood forces accumulating in the liver area gush out, into the spleen, earth forces in the spleen gush out, into the kidneys, water forces in the kidneys into the heart, fire forces in the heart into the lungs, gold forces in the lungs into the liver.

The force of the Five Rows forms a perfect five-row phase cycle in the stone pasture, in the middle of the Dantian area, which is the way it understands the five-row balance.

He recited the spell in his mouth. All the true qi in his body worked as hard as he could. His body was red, gold, green, yellow, blue, five colored spirit light.

In a five-colour light, a large fist-sized five-colour diploma condenses empty-handedly and flows up and down.

The five-colored light spins fast around his body, quickly forming a giant five-colored vortex.

The five great spiritual powers gathered outside, as soon as they entered the vortex, were slowly devoured by the vortex.

The manic spiritual power quickly eased, then the light flashed below the vortex, flying out of the red, gold, green, yellow, blue five large columns of light, merging into the spiritual veins below.

In a five-color swirl, Ishima opened her eyes and exhaled lightly, her forehead full of cold sweat.

The process seemed simple, but he had his own flesh as a transit hub, where Xuan Ao, a little careless, had collapsed at the moment.

The lower four dragon-shaped spiritual pulsations illuminate, and the spiritual fluctuations become more stable.

The key is not the four spiritual veins, nor is the stone pasture paying too much attention, the most important being to reshape the spiritual veins of water.

Shi Lian waved his hands and made a trick.

The blue light column flashed and did not enter the blue big ding that flew out of the five-line boundary map below.

Blue Big Dington is brilliant, and there is a huge blue cloud of fog around the body.

“Well done! Let me help you!” The Spirit of Water's eyes revealed an admiration, shouted, and flew out with a white sphere. It was the beads of the Spirit of the Spirit that he existed, flashing into the blue Ding.

Mysterious spells come out of the big blue dings, and then countless tiny blue symbols emerge, seemingly disordered, which actually implicitly imply some sort of rule running flow.

The blue cloud fog around you slowly deforms, creating a blurred dragon.

This fog dragon was initially more than a dozen lengths long and completely incomparable with the other four dragon spiritual veins, as if it were a little snake next to the four dragons.

However, once the blue fog dragon appeared, the spiritual Qi of heaven and earth in the underground space stabilized again.

Shimashi's face is happy, and the recast of the Spiritual Vein of Water has been halfway successful.

He then sank his mind and continued to work the power of the five lines in his body.

The five-color whirlpool around you buzzes and quickly swallows the spiritual forces of heaven and earth that converge, then tames and purifies them and injects them into the five spiritual veins, especially the spiritual veins of water.

Over time, the circulation of five rows in the stone pasture became smoother, the five-color vortex flew faster and faster, absorbing the spiritual power of the outside world.

Blue fog dragons fly faster and slowly begin to solidify.

The power of the principle of equilibrium in the underworld spreads from underground space and radiates instantly to the entire five rows of cave space.

The collapse of space on the edge of the five rows of demon cave must have come to an end, and the spiritual energy of the chaos of heaven and earth began to become orderly.

In the underground space, Ishima, although unable to perceive the whole five lines of the demon cave, his intuition felt that the trend towards the collapse of the demon cave space had finally begun to fade away.

He exhaled softly, but soon he raised his mind all over again.

Now is not the time to relax, first of all to reshape the spiritual veins of water.

Ishima closed her eyes and read words in her mouth. Her fingers kept changing like a wheel. A method fell into the spiritual vein of water that slowly began to form below...

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At the same moment, Heavenly Court.

The golden light shines and the cloud sea flickers.

In front of a tall golden palace, on a white jade paved square, suddenly a brilliant work emerged, an ancient character, and then condensed into a white law array.

The light flowed in the formation, and a circle of symbolic rings rose up, and the next moment, two shadows emerged from it.

One of them, in his thirties, was blindfolded by cloth, but still could see that his handsome face was a little pale, the other was a young man, Zhou Zheng Zheng, but his clothes were damaged many times, his dark hair was a little messy, he looked a little elegant on his face with a little reluctance.

Exactly brilliant and Zhao Ying.

“Finally!” Zhao Xiao was silent for a moment before revealing the complexity of the statement.

“Go, Your Highness is already waiting for you.” Clever glanced at the golden gate of the palace and said.

Zhao Xuan sniffed, silently offered a gift to Gao Ming, who only slightly turned his head and left.

Looking at the closed palace gate, Zhao Yan took a deep breath, sorted out the messy hair, and took out a new Moon white robe and changed it before walking up towards the palace.

He pushed open the thick golden temple door and looked through the golden columns neatly arranged beside him and saw the end of the temple with his back facing him, standing with a tall golden figure and his hands upside down.

Zhao Xiao saw the golden figure, and his face became unusual. Obviously, the golden figure was extremely dignified in his mind.

He paused slightly at the door, finishing his crown again, then walked forward and stopped at a distance of more than 10 years from the golden figure.

From the beginning to the end, the golden shadow remained motionless, and it did not seem to know that Zhao Yu had come in normally.

“Master, I...” Zhao Xiao said, turning his back and arching his hand.

“Now that you're back, go back to the Xuan Tower and taste this treasure. It will take a while.” The golden shadow didn't turn around either, he said.

Zhao Yan bent his waist deeply, his head drooped low, his eyes stared dead at the ground, on a shiny marble plate, reflecting his somewhat gray face.

“What, do I have to say this again?” The cold voice of the golden man sounded again.

Zhao Xiao was terrified when he heard that the cold sweat on his forehead had to seep out.

“Yes, disciples dare not!” Zhao Xiao answered and step-by-step withdrew from the palace.

Out of the golden palace, Zhao Xiangchang breathed a sigh of breath, then looked slightly southwards.

The next moment, his eyes flashed a glimmer of flash, his body flashed a flash of light, and the whole person took off and rushed into a white cloud sea.

After flying in the cloud sea for about half an hour, Zhao Xiao's body suddenly penetrated through the cloud wall.

He felt only bright and bright in front of him, with a cloudless area almost a hundred miles square.

The area is surrounded by a circle of white cloud walls, and the holes are absolutely blue and full of intense spiritual power.

In the middle of the hollow area, a white spiritual tower of over 10,000 feet is suspended in the air.

This tower is completely snowy, each layer is octagonal, with overlapping barriers, there are 9,000 floors, and the bottom tower has a diameter of more than 10,000 feet, while the top layer is only rounded.

Each floor above the tower is engraved with a flat seat and a column of reclining. A ticket door is hollowed out between the columns above the flat, and the face of the door is like a flame, engraved with a strange beast on each side.

Zhao Xiao's eyes swept slightly and found that these ticket doors were only about the size of a ruler. One looked like a shrine, arranged tightly over a white spiritual tower, and there were hundreds of thousands of them.

At this point, a sudden and unspeakable aura emerged in the sky, and a golden light projection of more than 10,000 human beings emerged.

“Let's do it," said the golden light projection.

Its voice is like a rolling thunder, shaking away in the sky for a long time.

“Yes”

Zhao Xiao responded, his hands pinched in front of him, and when he was surrounded, the light was bright. Then he shook his figure and flew over the white spiritual tower.

At the top of the spiritual tower is an octagonal platform engraved with a variety of ancient symbols.

Below the octagonal platform, there are eight strange beasts of different shapes, all leaning back to the sky.

Zhao Xiao fell on the platform and immediately sat down on his knees.

Then, without hesitation, he opened another mouth, a mouthful of sperm blood sprayed out of the mouth, and his hands poured sperm blood several times fast.

The sperm blood turns into a mist of blood that flashes away and does not enter the octagonal platform below.

In a moment, below the octagonal platform surface, a circle of spiritual prints suddenly brightened, flying out of it a dazzling light, toward the bottom, covering the top layer.

At this time, Zhao Xiao, his hands had been received in front of him, and he quickly strangled the trick. Five rays of light lit up in front of his chest. Five little dings of pictures flew out of the body successively, turning into five giant light dings, falling around him.