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Volume 1: This music should only exist in the sky Chapter 57: The wind(2/2)

"Xianyin is not that fast. According to the inference in the old man's clan, we have to wait until Xu to have a chance to see it."

The capable wealthy people naturally do not need to pay attention to these remarks, but for those casual cultivators and monsters who are trying to fish in troubled waters and seek opportunities, this is good news that is hard to buy!

At the same time, it also made them wary of each other, because when the time comes, the two who may have been teammates one moment will be fighting against each other the next!

But at this time, Li Qinglang had no intention of thinking so much. From the perspective of others, this young talent was just practicing cross-legged practice, but they didn't know that he was now in the midst of a missionary mission!

The wandering consciousness can also be said to be a person’s soul wandering in the heaven and earth!

Before a monk has formed the Nascent Soul, the three souls and six souls in his body are just a ball of scattered energy. To use a word, it is called the appearance and the soul are separated! Each of them is in charge of a part of the body's functions. Only after the Nascent Soul can he have the greatest control over the body!

Li Qinglang was like a drifting mist at this moment!

And in the heaven and earth where he was, light shone through the heaven and earth, and in a trance, he heard voices from outside the sky!

This voice is ancient and simple, as if it came from ten thousand years ago; it is also like thunder, like thunder in the heart of people, driving away all the little ones!

Certainly!

With the utterance of this word, everything in the world condenses!

The wind stopped blowing, and the swaying leaves and flowers suddenly stopped; the waves of the south-going river hovered, and the swimming fish stopped; even time seemed to have stopped at this moment!

A large text message suddenly passed through Li Qinglang's mind, but he couldn't see it clearly. He could only vaguely tell that it was about the fairyland in heaven ten thousand years ago!

Only a small piece of Taoism was spread, and it was clearly imprinted in his heart.

"Xianyin? Set!"

Li Qinglang opened his eyes and spoke softly at the same time, and at this moment, there happened to be a wind blowing in the basin.

It smells salty with the sea breeze and smells like blood!
Chapter completed!
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