a year.

Qin Shuang in the moat is still sitting on the altar, like a statue. The altar is very big and the Qin pair is very small. Looking from the sky, the Qin pair in the center of the altar is like a grain of sand.

A bright interstellar flying boat from high in the air, many monks are standing on the side of the ship, looking down. Some monks, looking down, were talking.

"You say, who built the altar below?"

"Who knows?"

"According to legend, Baoxing, tianzicheng, tianyaoxing and tianmengxing, as well as the four natural moats surrounded by them, all appeared together, falling from the fairyland in ancient times. If the legend is true, then these altars were built by ancient immortals in the fairyland. "

"What do they build these altars for?"

"You ask me, who do I ask?"

"Every altar is almost the same. There are many and mysterious runes on it, especially the one in the middle. I wonder if anyone has ever been there to study the altars? "

"Into there? Do you want to die? Besides, what is there to study? It is estimated that it has been abandoned for a long time, and there is nothing to be studied. "

"Ah, look, the biggest Rune in the center of the altar is different from other runes. It seems that there is something missing in the center?"

Each monk gathered the power of Yuan Shen into his eyes and drew the distance between the altar on the ground closer.

"It seems that There seems to be a man sitting there

"Are you kidding? How can anyone get into the chasm? And sitting on the altar? "

"What do you say that is?"

"A statue, perhaps?"

"Nonsense, who will build a statue there?"

"Ancient fairy!"

"Why don't the other altars have statues?"

"How do I know?"

"Well?"

At this time, there were two friars standing side by side, one of the young friars had a look of disbelief on his face.

"What's the matter?" The elder friar asked softly.

"Brother Xiang, I see that statue How do you look like my seventh sister? "

"Qin Shuang?"

Wang looked stunned and looked at the altar, but the speed of the StarCraft was so fast that the altar had disappeared in their view. Taking back the power of Yuan Shen from his eyes, he looked at Qin Jingyun and said:

"Jingyun, do you see clearly?"

"No Too clear... " Qin Jingyun hesitated.

"Hoo..." To Wang song a way: "that must be you read wrong."

Qin Jingyun hesitates for a while and thinks he is wrong. How can Qin Shuang run into the moat? And sitting on an altar?

Think about it, he couldn't help laughing, it seems that he missed seven elder sister too much!

On the altar.

Qin Shuang sits with her knees crossed. It seems that her breathing stops. In her heart of Tao, the spirit moves at last. Her hands begin to move faster and faster. A series of vague shadows are pulled out in the space. The space around the altar suddenly ripples slightly. A trace of metallic law is pulled out by Qin Shuang and into the heart of Tao, opening between the hands of the spirit Start weaving.

One after another

Gradually forming, not the shape of the lock, but the shape of a bead, emitting a golden light. The hand of lingbangdong daojue stopped. With a slight swing of his left hand, the metal ball floated away from his hands and circled slowly around the body of Lingdong. Lingdong was silent again.

Crack space.

Ding Lingding sighed. He had been stagnant for a long time at the peak of Xianjun, but it seemed that his savvy had been exhausted since his cultivation to the peak of Xianjun. Even if he got a fruit at the beginning, he didn't break through to the half step of Xianjun.

When he learned that there was a space full of law debris, he was ecstatic, so he was the first group of monks to enter the law debris space.

At the beginning, he couldn't see the tiny fragments of the law. He went deep into the sea of the law all the time. During that time, he encountered many dangers and was passed by his powerful strength and lucky luck. But finally, after he went deep into the sea for three thousand miles, he was almost hanged by the law. After he was seriously injured, he didn't dare to go further. Although there are more pieces of law in it, it's just greedy.

He decided not to go further, but to search for the law fragment that satisfied him at this distance. He is a water spirit root. He needs to find a piece of water attribute law level. After wandering for three days, he finally selects a law fragment and collects that law fragment to start refining.

When he started refining, he found that the law fragments here could not be refined. After he originally wanted to refine the fragments of this law, this law belongs to himself. In fact, this is not the case. He found that in the process of refining, the law fragment gradually decomposed, and he needed to understand the law in the process of law fragment decomposition.In fact, this process is very similar to Qin Shuang's understanding of the inheritance left by heaven. In the process of law fragmentation, it is the reverse process of demonstrating law weaving.

Just like a person who can't knit a sweater, he can find a way to knit a sweater by dismantling the sweater. As long as Ding Lingding understood this process, he could weave rules.

But in the end, he failed. He had refined seven pieces of rules, but he still didn't understand the method of reverse weaving, and he still couldn't weave a rule successfully.

In fact, he knew what was the matter with him. It was a fluke that he was able to break through to the peak of Xianjun. He didn't come from his normal step-by-step cultivation. He met a big chance, which was a bit like the essence left by the great monk when he got the vast formula given by heaven. He also got such an opportunity at the beginning. He was not only imbued with the essence, but also had the understanding of the fallen great monk. That's why I broke through Xianjun all the way and finally reached the peak of Xianjun.

However, this also stopped, his understanding is not enough.

At a very early age, Qin Shuang knew that the qualification of a monk was very important at the low stage of cultivation. For example, whether the body is transparent, the amount of impurities, and the level of Linggen. However, once a monk reaches a high level of cultivation, his aptitude becomes unimportant and his savvy becomes very important.

But Ding Lingding's understanding seems to be a little worse. What's more, his cultivation is not realized by his own step by step, but by his own cultivation. He lacks a process of fighting against thorns and cutting thorns. It can be said that his foundation is not solid.

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