Wuhuang is above

Chapter 342
If one can decipher the secret of the liquefaction of Dao Ze's silk thread, it is equivalent to mastering the secret of being able to repair the lack of repair.

Mastering this method, are you afraid that there will be a shortage of Lingshi flowers in the future?
Feng Qingyu never forgot about the problem of breaking the Dao Ze silk thread. Not long after she sat down, her divine sense left her body, and went straight to the Dao Ze silk thread suspended in the air.

The beginning of the liquefaction of Dao Ze is because Zi Yuan and the others began to boil with fighting spirit.

However, she tried to boil her fighting spirit, but in the end, these Taoisms were threaded, but there was no change.

Where is the difference?
While observing these silk threads of Taoism with divine sense, Feng Qingyu frowned tightly, and her eyes matched with spiritual thoughts, constantly walking and shuttling through those silk threads of Taoism.

Same as before, Feng Qingyu could only touch those representative spaces for these Dao Ze silk threads, which were clear with a trace of white Dao Ze silk threads.

As for the other Taoist threads, they are still like light and shadow, which can be seen but cannot be touched at all.

"You can't even touch it, so it's not easy to liquefy these Taoist silk threads."

As he was muttering, the divine sense suddenly followed.

At the moment when the divine sense stopped, Feng Qingyu's eyes also looked over.

Just now, Feng Qingyu clearly felt that something scratched her spiritual sense, but neither the spiritual sense nor the silk thread could see anything there!
Suspicion arose, Feng Qingyu flew up directly, and flew towards the place where the divine sense was pulled just now.

Everywhere I look, there is an empty space, except for the silk thread of Taoism floating there, there is nothing else.

Feng Qingyu frowned lightly, and her white palm lightly brushed between the silk threads of Taoism.

There is no obstacle, as before, these threads can be seen, not touched at all
While muttering in her heart, Feng Qingyu's fingertips suddenly trembled, and the flicking palm retreated back to the original place again.

Just now, the scene that Divine Sense felt before was staged on the fingertips again.

This time when the main body came, Feng Qingyu's feeling was clearer than before.

The feeling of touch is like an extremely slender feather sweeping from the fingertips, but it disappears in an instant.

When Feng Qingyu wanted to check it carefully again, there was nothing there.

No fluctuations came out, and no traces were left.

Vitality was poured into the pupils, Feng Qingyu had already used her pupil technique of the microscopic realm to the limit, but still found nothing.

It was as if the perception that came from that moment just now was imagined by her, but in fact there was nothing there.

The white jade hand swiped through the silk threads of Taoism several times again, but the feeling of being touched by the fine feathers never appeared again.

After searching all over to no avail, Feng Qingyu had no choice but to give up temporarily.

"Maybe I'm so tired that I'm hallucinating."

While muttering, Feng Qingyu had already retracted her palm and was about to go back to continue to study, but the moment she withdrew her palm, her eyes suddenly froze, her cold gaze stayed on the tip of her index finger and she never moved away.

It only took half a quarter of an hour from Feng Qingyu flying up to midair, and in just half a quarter of an hour, several fine lines appeared on Feng Qingyu's index finger.

But the rest of her palm was as white as ever, as delicate as a hard-boiled egg that had just been peeled, smooth and moist.

Only the tip of the index finger.

The fine lines that appeared suddenly were so abrupt, as if the fingertips were transplanted from elsewhere, no matter how they looked, they were incongruous.

"wrong."

After scrutinizing it carefully for a moment, Feng Qingyu spit out such a sentence, and then his figure flashed, and he went back to the place where the divine sense stayed just now and searched carefully.

This time, Feng Qingyu's spiritual thoughts spread out directly, and after a while, the feeling of being blocked by the previous spiritual thoughts reappeared.

The moment she felt a slight barrier, Feng Qingyu's figure also moved over.

After only groping in the same place for a moment, the feeling of passing by like a fine feather flashed across the fingertips again.

It was the same palm, but when it was retracted again, several more fine lines appeared on the index finger.

The few fine lines that appeared before are obviously much deeper than before.

"What the hell is this?"

At the same time as she asked these words, Feng Qingyu's heart also stirred up huge waves.

In just two touches, her fingers have already become like this.

This is just a trace or two traces. If she touches something like a large scale, then she will be consumed and die in an instant?

Thinking of the terrible consequences, Feng Qingyu could no longer calm down.

The unknown danger is the most terrifying, she must figure out what it is!

Once is not twice, twice is not three times.

As long as you can test out the true colors of this thing.

Isn't it just sticking out some wrinkles?
It's better than someone using the design to lose their reputation someday!

After reading this, Feng Qingyu once again rushed to another place where her divine sense was blocked.

The same scene was played out again, and when the feeling of the thin feathers sweeping appeared, Feng Qingyu's spiritual thoughts and eyes all came to him.

But the place where the fingertip rests is empty, not even the slightest fluctuation is left.

"What exactly is this!"

She was already extremely horrified in her heart, but Feng Qingyu's gaze became extremely solemn.

At this moment, where the front half of her right index finger touches the thing, the skin has become loose and brittle, and the color has become extremely dull, as if the fingers of an ordinary 80-[-]-year-old woman have been moved to her hand. Looking at it this way How awkward and weird.

"It just happened four times."

I was already extremely afraid in my heart, but I didn't show any panic.

Since neither her eyes nor her spiritual sense could catch the movement of that thing, then she really had to move some real skills.

As the thought rose, ripples began to appear in the space with a radius of one hundred feet around Feng Qingyu as the center.

But in the breath, a layer of invisible enchantment has completely blocked this space.

While isolating this space, Feng Qingyu's divine sense has already merged with that invisible barrier.

The moment Feng Qingyu's divine thoughts merged into the barrier layer, the entire space seemed to be quite different.

The taoist threads that were suspended in the air before seemed to be stripped out, and each of them suspended there became extremely clear.

Nodding in satisfaction, Feng Qingyu moved back to the previous position.

Being in this space, her various abilities were infinitely magnified.

Things that cannot be done outside can be easily done in this space.

For example, those Taoist threads.

Feng Qingyu couldn't touch it with all his strength before, but here, those image-like silk threads of Taoism seem to have materialized.

Although Feng Qingyu still couldn't touch it, all kinds of feelings came to her heart when she passed through those threads of Taoism.

Feng Qingyu knew that those were the attributes contained in the silk threads of various Taoisms.

Without comprehending those principles, she couldn't tell which thread of principles those feelings came from.

But she can still distinguish the sense of silence and darkness from the way of death.

Walking on the death line many times, apart from the principles of space, I am afraid that I have the deepest understanding of the principles of death.

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