Wuhuang is above

Chapter 315 The World of Space Dao

Putting the last daozhe thread into her body, Feng Qingyu closed her eyes and savored it attentively for a moment, then gave up again.

Still can't catch it.

There is only a little difference between myself and that force.

It was this little bit that made her miss that power.

A look of melancholy flashed across her eyes, and Feng Qingyu sighed softly: "After all, I missed a chance."

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding space suddenly became extremely empty, as if all the voices were pulled away in an instant.

Feng Qingyu's heart tightened, and the real energy in her palm secretly surged. Just as she was thinking about which master would attack her, the clear world that she had rejected countless times before reappeared.

"This is."

Her heart was beating violently. It was different from before. This time, Feng Qingyu didn't appear in front of this world with her thoughts, but her body!

Looking at the clear world overflowing with light, Feng Qingyu couldn't help but take a step forward.

And after this step, Feng Qingyu has already traveled directly to this world from where she was before.

The whole process was very short, but Feng Qingyu felt as if it had spanned a century.

"This is time!!"

At this moment, Feng Qingyu's mind flickered, and she finally understood what the barrier between her and that force was.

That's time.

No wonder she couldn't penetrate that layer of barrier with any means, time barrier, how can mere manpower be able to resist it!

Withdrawing her thoughts, Feng Qingyu carefully looked at the radiant world in front of her.

In this world, Feng Qingyu didn't feel the presence of any living creatures, only countless silk threads of Taoism.

This is the world of spatial principles.

Feng Qingyu has just stepped into this world, and those daoist silk threads began to drill around Feng Qingyu, as if she was very welcome to her as a cultivator visitor.

Stretch out your palm to lightly touch those dao silk threads, and when the warm and cool feeling came over, those dao silk threads had already been entangled.

But to Feng Qingyu's surprise, these taoist threads did not penetrate into her body, but turned around Feng Qingyu like fish swimming in the air.

What surprised Feng Qingyu even more was that in this world, she didn't need to absorb the Dao silk thread, but she could feel the power of space rotating gently in her body.

The places that were not clear before have become more and more transparent under the baptism of this power of space.

Construct one enchantment at will, disassemble this enchantment bit by bit, and then reassemble.

During this process of repeated evolution, Feng Qingyu saw the origin of space power.

Also saw the power of time hidden around the power of space.

"Yes, how could the formation of a world lack time? Space and time have always been inseparable. Without either, the world cannot be constructed.

And my enchantment is a miniature world composed of space and time! "

At this moment, countless bright spots of light rose slowly from Feng Qingyu's side, and all of them sank into the enchantment she had built.

And the power connection between Feng Qingyu and that enchantment was formally established.

"Shrink!"

Thinking about it, the huge barrier has shrunk rapidly, but in the blink of an eye, it has become the size of a palm and fell into Feng Qingyu's palm.

After only looking at the enchantment in his palm, Feng Qingyu threw it out again.

"put!!"

As soon as an order came out, the palm-sized enchantment space began to grow rapidly again, and in an instant, it covered everything within a ten-mile radius.

You Xin increased the range of the barrier again, but at this moment, waves of weakness came from the depths of your soul.

"This thing consumes the power of the soul."

As soon as the idea came to mind, Feng Qingyu had already fallen headlong to the ground.

The clear and bright world is still floating quietly, and Feng Qingyu is lying quietly on the edge of that world, but no one can notice it for all the cultivators passing by.

Dazhou, Zhongdu.

It has been four full months since we parted at the beginning, Ziyuan and his party had already arrived in Zhongdu two months ago, and under the arrangement of Zuo Qing, they stayed in the inn belonging to Tongtian Chamber of Commerce.

After two months in Zhongdu, apart from occasionally going to Zuo Qing to inquire about news, Zi Yuan seldom went out of the room, and only stayed in the inn quietly waiting for Feng Qingyu's return.

But two months have passed, Feng Qingyu seems to have evaporated, and no news has come.

Seeing that the day of the competition was approaching, but there was no news from Feng Qingyu, how could Ziyuan be in a hurry.

Suffering in the inn room for a long time, finally saw a gleam of light in the eastern sky, Ziyuan pushed the door open and went outside, looking for Zuo Qing to inquire about the news.

There are still five more days, after which the preliminary round will start.

If Feng Qingyu couldn't rush back within five days, I'm afraid that because of the qualification to enter the Saha Secret Realm this time, he would be cut off from Dasumi.

Rushing in the morning dew, Zi Yuan began to hesitate again when she reached the gate of Zuo Qing's house.

Why did Zuo Qing take such good care of their Dasumi team, Zi Yuan somewhat understood in her heart.

Although she doesn't know the specific details of the transaction, she can still see from Zuo Qing's attitude that the master agreed to certain demands of the other party, so they will be so courteous and wholeheartedly protect their team from being disturbed by other teams .

Now there is no news from the Lord, so I rushed to Zuo Qing's mansion to inquire, wouldn't it be too good?

Also, if Zuo Qing knew that Feng Qingyu hadn't sent back any news, how would he think about their big corner?

Will he still take care of them wholeheartedly as before?
With countless apprehensions in her heart, Zi Yuan hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't resist the worry in her heart, stretched out her palm and knocked on the door of Zuo Qing's mansion.

When the servant led Ziyuan to the main hall, Zuo Qing, who had just woken up not long ago, was still surprised, thinking that it was Feng Qingyu who sent the news back.

But when he knew that Ziyuan had come to inquire about Feng Qingyu's news, Zuo Qing's heart ached.

"You mean, Fellow Daoist Feng, she hasn't sent back any news yet?"

Zi Yuan hesitated for a while and then nodded: "Yes, since the day I left, the master has not sent any news back, Zi Yuan really has no other choice, so she had to ask the left president's door.

If President Zuo has a connection, please do me a favor and help me find out a thing or two. I will never forget this love! "

"Miss Ziyuan is very polite, even if you don't ask for it, Zuo must pay more attention to this matter.

But I'm afraid the news won't come back so quickly, how about Miss Ziyuan?"

As he said that, Zuo Qing looked at Zi Yuan and said again: "You go back and wait for the news, I will arrange other things. No matter which one of us receives a message from Fellow Daoist Feng, Wan Wang will let you know, so as not to have news on both sides. Mistakes."

"That's natural. If that's the case, I'll trouble President Zuo." Saying that, Zi Yuan saluted Zuo Qing deeply, then turned and left.

(End of this chapter)