Although being able to sense bad luck seems to be able to avoid bad luck in advance, it also means that Qi is bound by this way of heaven.

But now, my aura is completely hidden in this world, and I can do everything according to my heart, and I have a kind of great freedom to get rid of the barriers.

Baiyunlou had a little understanding, and he gave such a big gift at the expense of the two-character Fang Luo Consciousness Sea. Although he gave up the ability to perceive blessings and misfortunes, he gained more.

Gathering his thoughts back to his senses, Baiyun Tower sensed that the Qi mechanism of the entire cave began to circle and swim. The original sense of dissociation disappeared without a trace, and this Bamboo Sea Cave was completely accepted by the small world of the world.

With the eyes of the sky, the poems and proses on the cliff are all shining with a clear glow. These glows complement each other. When the bamboo sea and cave sky merge into the small world, the glow of these poems and proses gradually merges into it.

Looking at the place where the radiance merged, a thought in Baiyunlou went over by itself.

A sense of joy spread to the divine sense, which is the meaning of joy and anger of the heavenly way, and Baiyun Tower couldn't help but look up at Yunxiao.

I didn't expect that I couldn't see my misfortunes and fortunes, but I felt the joy and anger of that person, which is interesting...

It seems that these poems will help the human race a lot, and they should also make up a lot of deficiencies, which makes them so happy.

Since he was so happy, according to that person's temperament, the fairy air should be indispensable.

After a while, sensing the ethereal aura falling from Yunxiao, Baiyunlou frowned, retracted his thoughts, and said to the disciples who were still in a daze: "There is immortal energy descending, everyone prepare to refine it by yourself."

As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of the academy immediately became lively.

"There is a fairy spirit..."

"What will this be used for refining?"

"What else do you want to refine? Your cultivation base is not enough, your physical body is too weak, just refine your soul honestly..."

"I'm going to fight this time. Elder Xiaojing, you should also bring a disciple in your illusion this time. It's best to transform more demonic souls out. By the way, you can also use the magical power of broken thoughts to refine souls."

The last sentence was naturally said by Mr. Na Luo, who was very envious of the magic soul refining method last time.

"Well, but I still need the help of senior brother..." This time Xiao Jing responded simply.

The conversation among the disciples of the academy opened the eyes of all Haoranzong disciples, and they all turned their heads to look at it.

This is immortal energy, shouldn't one immediately concentrate and hold one's breath, why is everyone so casual.

Little did they know that after being baptized with immortal energy several times, this group of academy disciples had already recognized the essence of immortal energy, which was nothing more than a more mysterious aura.

To be honest, for the low-level academy disciples, it is not as useful as the purple qi that comes every morning. Relatively speaking, the immortal qi has a large amount, lasts for a long time, and the effect of refining the soul is better. .

On the Haoran sect's side, little senior sister Qingshuang also led the sect's disciples to form a formation, and the aura of grandeur swirled, it seemed that they planned to work together to refine the immortal energy.

In a short while, a massive amount of immortal energy descended, and Baiyun Tower not only came out of the sword domain to help Xiaojing, but also sent a cloud of phantom clouds that had been condensed for two days to Xiaojing for refining.

With the help of Jian Yu, Xiaojing came out of the Yangshen magic weapon Chunyang Bagua Mirror, swallowed the phantom cloud and mist into the mirror, and re-dispersed the cloud and mist with his thoughts. All pulled into the illusion.

This time the fairy energy seemed to be extraordinarily abundant, even the little flower spirit appeared happily, sitting on the shoulder of the little master, her face was full of joy, her little hands were making talismans, and she was busy working non-stop.

While everyone was absorbing the refined immortal energy, Baiyunlou stood up resentfully, not a single ray of the vast amount of immortal energy was aimed at him.

In an instant, Baiyunlou also understood that his aura was so thoroughly hidden that he even ignored his immortal aura.

I tried it just now, and if I forcibly absorbed it, there would be no problem, but the current level of cultivation in Baiyun Tower is rather embarrassing.

It is difficult for the cultivation base and the physical body to directly absorb the immortal energy, but the Yang God can absorb it, but now the body of the Yang God has reached the opportunity to break through, and it is estimated that a large amount of immortal energy is needed to break through forcefully.

In this way, the chances of all the juniors and juniors might be affected. In a blink of an eye, Baiyun Tower gave up the idea of ​​Yangshen's breakthrough.

It doesn't matter if you don't want these fairy qi, but now that the cave has just merged, the opportunity is not only the fairy qi.

Turning his head to look at the cliff, Baiyunlou's figure flashed, and he came to the closest poem.

The Yangshen enchantment enveloped the land with a radius of several feet, and he began to recite the poems line by line.

While concentrating on reciting, a thought escaped to the cliff by itself.

As soon as Fang probed into the clear light, a mysterious artistic conception was transmitted directly to the sea of ​​consciousness along with the thought, causing the phantom clouds and mists originally derived from the sea of ​​consciousness to move with the thought, gathering and dispersing from time to time.

As the clouds and mist churned, new cloud and mist clusters emerged on their own.

The poems are mysterious, and with the clear light, Baiyun Tower recites aloud all the way, cadenced, waving sleeves lightly, with a little willfulness and a little madness.

The clouds and mist in the sea of ​​consciousness churned, clusters of clouds and mist emerged, gathered together, and gradually formed the image of a sea of ​​clouds.

Baiyun Tower didn't care much about the changes in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, but became more and more immersed in the sound of reading, and his soul also fluctuated with the reading. small world.

Unknowingly, the Dao of Rhythm that Baiyunlou had been comprehending for a long time finally had a breakthrough, and the sound of reciting caused shock waves, constantly refining the body of the Yang God.

Following a strange poem "When will the moon be there", Baiyunlou's spiritual consciousness seemed to escape above the sky, but when he recited it, he found that his spiritual soul had transformed.

In the end, he didn't wait for the trip to Qingqiu, and his soul transformed ahead of time.

The Yang God has transformed into a state of distraction!

A breakthrough is a breakthrough, Baiyun Tower didn't care much, but looked at the poem in front of him with great interest, and recited it again.

"When will the bright moon appear? Ask the blue sky for wine.

I don't know what year is the palace in the sky~lightnovelpub.net~.

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People have sorrows and joys, and the moon has cloudy and sunny waxes and wanes. This matter has never been complete in ancient times.

Nung, moon and new moon. "

I don't know who wrote this poem. The sentence structure and words are bold and uninhibited, long and short, but it is easy to read without any sense of disobedience.

A mere mortal has such vision and such a broad mind, and the sentence that a person has joys and sorrows, seems to have covered all the affairs of the world, and the artistic conception in his poems directly transformed the soul of Baiyunlou.

Xia Chaoyang, who was refining the immortal energy, seemed to have sensed it. He opened his eyes and saw the elder brother standing on a cliff out of thin air, with a clear light around him, and he wanted to get up and go.

"Okay, little master, you'd better refine your immortal energy with peace of mind. If you put the poem in front of you, you probably won't be able to comprehend anything... Besides, maybe the big brother is enlightening right now." Little Hualing was quite patient. persuaded.

Hearing the last sentence, Xia Chaoyang immediately let go of the thought of going, and concentrated on refining the immortal energy again.