Chapter 697

At this time, Michen is in a desperate situation. No matter how hard he tries, the result is still zero

Helpless he had to give up the struggle, let the ravages of silk fog! Amidst the ravages, Michen gradually fell asleep; With the passage of time, I don't know how long it has been, he feels that his mind is weakening, which makes Michen despair from the bottom of his heart! In this space of not touching the sky and not landing on the ground, is it like this?!

But Michen is not reconciled! He no longer let himself fall asleep, but always kept a sober state, holding a clear point in the Lingtai. Michen found that as long as he remained sober, his mind would not weaken; This discovery gave him a glimmer of hope; In order not to let himself fall asleep, he began to practice qilinghai.

These silk fog can control the command transmission to the body, but it can't stop the transmission inside Linghai. At this time, Michen has no other way. This is the only way to keep him awake for a long time!

Time went by like flowing water. Half a year later, she found that her weakened spirit had returned to normal, and became more solid and powerful. The lavender and crystal clear air of the whole spirit sea felt slightly silky, and the edge of the spirit sea also expanded a lot. These silky and crystal clear air were like silk screen, It is mysterious and profound to build a multidimensional state in the spirit sea.

Finding this change made him very happy, so he tried to open his eyes. Although his eyelids didn't open, he obviously felt that he was moved for a while, and Michen was overjoyed. At this time, he really saw the hope. As long as he persisted, he believed that he would escape from life.

Michen's only hope is that he can not relax and practice wholeheartedly!

With the strength of his spirit sea, the surrounding silk fog began to gather to him, and gradually wrapped up his body. Under the layers of silk fog, at this time, Michen looked like a huge cocoon, hanging in the middle of countless slender silk screens, as if it was breeding and growing, making people feel that it is possible to break out of the cocoon and rush out of the white space at any time.

With the passage of time, these silk fog actually infiltrated into his skin and became one with each other, connecting the spirit sea and the meridians. At first glance, these silk fog seemed to be spit out by him. As soon as the silk fog entered his body, his meridians were constantly twitching, and his whole body was constantly shaking. The lavender crystal filaments in the spirit sea were also connected with the outside silk fog, forming a whole.

The silk fog outside follows the lavender filaments, entangles with each other, and then dissolves into one. The lavender filaments become a Crystal Purple state, forming a solid dimensional structure in the whole spirit sea, which seems to be mysterious beyond description.

Once the two silk threads are fused, the white silk mist outside will naturally separate, and the speed of separation is extremely slow. With the more silk mist separated, the spirit core in the spirit sea will become larger and larger, and there will be a wonderful state of one crystal and one purple.

Michen, who is practicing, suddenly feels that the spirit core begins to split. When the silk fog on the top of his head is completely separated, the spirit core also splits into two parts. One of the spirit cores rushes out of the spirit sea leisurely and hangs on his head. At this moment, the different wheel path, which has been practised for many years, breaks through. The spirit core hanging on his head is rapidly solidifying into human form. In a moment, another Michen comes into being.

Michen was overjoyed. He tried to control the other self with his mind. The other self was really acting according to his instructions. It started slowly and gradually accelerated, and finally reached complete synchronization. As long as he thought about it, the other self could complete his mind.

One of his thoughts took back the divided spiritual core, and the other himself disappeared in an instant. At this time, Michen could not describe his mood. He forced down his excitement and continued to practice, because the silk mist on his body had not been separated completely, and he was still interacting with the meridians of his whole body. He did not know when the silk mist would be completed, and what kind of surprise it would bring to him after it was completed. Michen could not help but be full of expectations