"Ah!"
Yang Qingxuan sucked in a breath of cold air. His entire body trembled as the chill in the pool instantly entered his body, causing his meridians and bones to stiffen!
Lu Jiangpeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the shore, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the pool in astonishment. The dense white gas had become thin, and Yang Qingxuan's entire body was covered with a thin layer of ice. His lips were purple from the cold, and it seemed like he could not hold on any longer.
"It can't be? It's only been four hours. Could it be that you're worse than me? "
Lu Jiangpeng was stunned and did not seem to believe it.
Yang Qingxuan's body trembled a few times before he calmed down. At this moment, his eyes were still tightly shut. The dragon shadow did not seem to have any evil intentions. It just appeared out of thin air in front of his "eyes" and quietly existed there as if it had experienced tens of thousands of years.
After looking at it for a while, he realized that it was a "shadow", but it was abnormally lifelike.
Every detail could be seen clearly. Horns, scales, whiskers, eyes, nose, neck, etc. It was as if this shadow was not a pattern, but a living being that truly existed!
"Strange. Why does this shadow give me a very familiar aura?"
Yang Qingxuan's heart skipped a beat. The desolate and ancient aura emanating from the pair of dragon eyes was like a cold pool of water. It went straight into his body as if it had turned into a trickle, merging into his meridians and bones.
"This feeling is …!"
Yang Qingxuan suddenly trembled and exclaimed, "Dead Soul Stone!"
At this moment, he realized that the aura of the shadow was very similar to the Dead Soul Stone in his body. It was even exactly the same!
Not only that, Yang Qingxuan came to realize that cultivating the Green Sun Martial Scripture was abnormally smooth. He felt that he was constantly being nourished by a power, and it was the Dead Soul Stone!
"Could it be a phenomenon produced by the Dead Soul Stone?"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. All the doubts he had before were gone. He "looked" at the dragon shadow in his sea of consciousness. It was as if he was going to merge with that pair of ancient eyes. The ancient power, along with the aura of desolation, rose in his body!
"Hua la!"
The thick layer of ice on Yang Qingxuan's skin suddenly broke apart, and the entire pool let out a long whistle. Ripples overlapped one another, forming a whirlpool that stirred up the entire pool!
Lu Jiangpeng was startled. The waves were actually crashing towards the shore, and they were crushed by the pressure three feet in front of him. Looking closely, a faint shadow appeared on Yang Qingxuan's body. It looked like a … dragon?!
Lu Jiangpeng rubbed his eyes. When he looked again, the "dragon shape" was gone. However, there was indeed a faint shadow behind Yang Qingxuan that he could not identify.
Yang Qingxuan was like a piece of red-hot iron. Large amounts of water vapor evaporated around him, and white smoke curled around him. However, the terrifying spiritual energy was sucked in through the millions of pores on his skin.
"What kind of mental cultivation method is he cultivating? How could it be so terrifying?" Lu Jiangpeng stared at Yang Qingxuan without blinking, fearing that something might happen to him.
At this moment, somewhere in the Inner Courtyard, the scenery was beautiful and pleasant.
There were seven or eight small red independent courtyards. They were the female dormitories of the Inner Courtyard.
Wu Qiyue was cultivating in the secret room. She suddenly opened her eyes, and a green light flashed through her eyes. She exclaimed, "There's movement!" Her voice was filled with shock and excitement.
On the wrist that was as smooth as jade, the white bracelet flashed, and a quaint disk shot out. It was the size of a palm, and there were a few obscure words engraved on it. It was held in the air by spiritual power.
There were seven gears in the round plate. As spiritual energy was poured in, they began to rotate according to some kind of order, making "ka ka" sounds. It was ancient and vicissitudes of life.
Wu Qiyue made a gesture with one hand and wiped her eyes. A green light shot out from her eyes and fell on the round plate. She stared at the rotation of the round plate.
"Ka, ka ka …"
The gears rotated very slowly, as if they were lacking lubricant. After a few breaths, they stopped with a "ka" sound. The spiritual energy gathered on them dissipated, and they turned into ordinary round plates and fell to the ground.
Wu Qiyue's face was a little pale. She grabbed the round plate, and the green light in her eyes dissipated. She returned to normal, but she was full of disappointment. She said to herself, "Still can't pinpoint the exact location? It's been a year, and there's finally movement. That thing must be around the Inner Courtyard! "
She stood up and opened the window. The sunlight shone in and enveloped her graceful figure.
Under the golden sunlight, there was a beautiful woman's face. She had a pair of bright eyes, red lips, and black hair. As the wind blew, her black hair fluttered, making her look like a goddess who had descended to the mortal world. She was so beautiful that she was beautiful.
"It seems that what was recorded in the Qingyang Treasure Scroll is true. As long as that thing is near the Inner Courtyard, I can definitely find it with my Green Eyes!"
"If that's the case, then the physical skills recorded in the Qingyang Martial Scroll should be true. It's just that it's incomplete. Yang Qingxuan won't have any problems practicing it, right?"
She was startled. Her white and flawless hands rested on the windowsill, and she looked slightly nervous. "Hmph, who told him to be so stubborn and insist on practicing some physical skills? He doesn't know that the bodies of the human race today can't be compared to the bodies of the Middle Ages. It's extremely difficult to achieve great success in physical skills. He's just courting death. "
Wu Qiyue's face showed anger, but it quickly melted like ice. She said worriedly, "If he fails …"
She looked out of the window in a daze for a while, and then she sighed faintly. "If he wants to be willful, then let him be willful for once. When he hits a wall, he'll naturally turn back. "
Just as Wu Qiyue sensed something and used the ancient compass …
In a secret room in the Inner Courtyard, a string sound suddenly rang out. It was luxurious and rich, and the secret room trembled!
"Clang!"
A sound wave appeared in the air above the secret room. Although there was only one, it turned into eight colors and spread out like colorful lights, illuminating the entire secret room.
Qing Buli, who was sitting cross-legged in cultivation, suddenly opened his eyes. His face turned purple from the rush of blood. The sound wave turned into a colorful light that spread out and passed through his body. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale!
Qing Buli, the dean of the number one academy of the Northern Five Nations, who was known as the "King of Martial Arts," had been inexplicably injured twice in a few days. If word got out, the entire Northern Five Nations would be shaken.
"Heaven's will. Is this really heaven's will?"
Qing Buli's face turned pale, and he aged dozens of years in an instant.
He had been in seclusion for the past few days to cultivate a divine art. It was supposed to be an important moment, but he had been injured by inexplicable forces, causing him to fail on the verge of success.
But now, he was in no mood to care about his injuries. His face was full of terror. "Jiu Xiao Huan Pei! Jiu Xiao Huan Pei, which hasn't sounded in three hundred years, actually made a sound! "
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