"calm."

"Calm down."

All the noises dissipated.

Ning Yi returned to the empty place in the sea of ​​gods, but at this moment he already understood his situation.

The battle in the northern border came to an end and he was sent to the general's mansion to recuperate.

If nothing unexpected happens.

Then outsiders cannot enter the place where they are resting now.

“That is, I’m safe now.”

The physical body is safe, so you only need to solve the problem of the soul.

There should be many people outside waiting for themselves to wake up, right?

Thinking of this, Ning Yi gathered his mind and put his attention back to the sea of ​​divine sea from listening to the outside world. He sat cross-legged in the dark void, calming down his mind.

The complex thoughts slowly calmed down, and he summarized the situation in the Divine Sea at this moment.

The three lights and fires in the distance were the power of his heavenly book. It should be the core of the sea of ​​gods. The trident flames lingered around and protected his consciousness. Therefore, under Han Yue's final blow, the sea of ​​gods was not destroyed.

"That 'darkest' makes my divine sea look like this..."

Ning Yi stretched out his hand again and grabbed it hard. The palm of his palm was the juice after divine liquefaction, "It is not the same as in perception, but it seems that there is not much change."

Has the darkest Han Yue become a kind of fusion with his own divinity?

No...The attributes of these two traits are completely different. If they touch each other, they will inevitably overturn each other. How can they coexist peacefully?

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes and rubbed his fingers carefully, crushing the sticky darkness to pieces, revealing wisps of light.

It's really divine!

While this thought emerged in his heart, Ning Yi grinned and felt that his divine sea was about to break open. It was ridiculous. At this moment, his gathering should appear in the form of a villain of divine consciousness... He crushed his immortal qualities in his divine sea, and the pain directly affected his soul!

"So that's how it feels to destroy one's soul."

Ning Yi gritted his teeth and sneered. He grabbed a handful of "black matter" again and crushed it hard in his palm.

There was a bang.

The mysterious villain's sea of ​​consciousness was transmitted by a blow. Ning Yi groaned and suppressed the pain. He raised his eyes and stared at his palm. In the dark "water flow", light chips flew inside, and there was an extremely light, weak, and invisible substance.

Ning Yi immediately understood.

"Pure yang energy, divinity, and 'darkness' have reached a balance in my sea of ​​divine!"

Ning Yi was shocked.

This discovery is really scary... No one has ever heard of it. It is extremely difficult to coexist in one person's body with three immortal qualities.

When Ning Yi was assassinated in Yan Xiling, he finally condensed a ray of pure yang energy.

Immediately afterwards, he discovered that pure yang energy and divinity are two incompatible forces. In other words, if there is no "darkness", these two forces will also rub against each other... If one day the pure yang energy grows, it may not be a good thing for Ning Yi.

The monkey said that thousands of tribulations and hundreds of refinings are condensed into pure yang. If there is really a ray of pure yang, then how should we live with the divine nature? Who is the dominant?

The introduction of the third external force actually brought an incredible balance.

Ning Yi sat cross-legged in the void, and a long river of Taoism appeared behind the villain of divine consciousness. He gently grasped the dark matter in his palm, and watched the dark divine consciousness slide down from his palm like a stream, murmured: "One generation two, two generations three, three generations all things..."

This is in the Taoist scriptures

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Quotations from the ancient Tianzun.

But the number three does symbolize the most stable structure in the world - divinity, darkness, pure yang, and these three forces have formed a mysterious state of balance at this moment!

“This is an opportunity for me.”

Ning Yi's eyes lit up, but then he frowned, "But... if my divine sea automatically balances the three forces, why am I still trapped in the Soul Palace at this moment?"

It's dark here.

The exit cannot be found.

The light symbolized by the three volumes of heavenly books seems to be on the endless shore, and no matter how you go, you cannot reach it—

"I understand... my soul has still suffered severe damage and needs rest." Ning Yi stood up, moved his arms, stretched his waist in place. From the moment he woke up here, the divine soul villain was always in a state of soreness.

His consciousness is trapped here at this moment, and it should be in recession.

"These three forces seem to form a balance, but they are still unparalleled."

"Although the original sea of ​​divine is disordered, it is my sea of ​​divine after all."

"This power of Han Yue belongs to foreign objects and has not been tamed by me... The balanced characteristics constructed by me naturally do not belong to me."

Ning Yi immediately figured out his thoughts, "So, I am actually trapped in my own sea of ​​gods. If I want to 'awaken' in the outside world, I must first conquer this power."

Han Yue did not expect that the two immortal qualities on his body, a series of coincidences, led to the occurrence of soul mutation...

"If I simply subdue the 'darkest', I'm afraid I'll be trapped here for the rest of my life." Ning Yi murmured: "Unless like Han Yue, through his avenue, I can understand the so-called 'darkest' characteristics."

These three forces formed a balance, and then created a completely new structure.

This is not divine nature, nor is it pure yang energy, nor is it the darkest thing that Han Yue has.

"Everything in this world is reasonable, existence is famous, existence... is existence." Ning Yi sat quietly again, and he sat alone in the dark void. The light of the firefly in the long river of the Great Dao surrounds the divine mind villain, and the Taoist fruits rise and fall one by one.

"I want to deduce...what it is."

Ning Yi held the dark matter in both hands and sat in the long river of the Great Dao.

Beside him, the long river of the Great Dao flowed slowly, and a faint light drowned him. The "Scroll of Life" on the other side of the distance also produced a sense. A wisp of empty deduction power shot out from the flames of the trident and shot into Ning Yi's divine minded villain's eyebrows.

In theory, the long river of the great way can deduce everything.

Just "time"...

Even with the blessing of the word "Fate", Ning Yi's deduction was still not smooth. He always frowned and looked for the correct one among countless answers, and soon forgot about time.

Time from the outside world passes by little by little...

Outside the general's mansion, the Star Lord of the Three Saint Mountain came and left, and came again and again. After the war in the northern border, they were recuperating in the general's mansion for three weeks. During these three weeks, the pavilion at the innermost door of the mansion was always silent... The black-clothed sword cultivator lying on the bed had no breath, but his soul was stable, and no one knew the deductions and transformations he had experienced at this moment.

From the outside world, this is actually a "dead person".

There is no difference from the dead.

The last day of the third week.

The Star Lords of the Three Saint Mountains were recalled by the Holy Mountain Alliance one after another.

Only the last two were left.

"Will Mr. Ning wake up?"

Star Lord stood in front of the bed with a worried face beside him. Beside him, Star Lord Chunyang took back two fingers that pressed Ning Yi's eyebrows, and shook his expression in a complicated manner.

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He said to the head: "The wounds of the soul are the most difficult to heal. I think even if Mr. Ning wakes up, it will be difficult for him to make any contribution in the battle of the East."

"At least, I can't see hope for awakening."

Chunyang Xingjun sighed and left.

The Star Lord of the Misty stood in front of the bed for an extra stick of incense, and finally there was only a sigh here.

This house is truly deserted.

...

...

The inner wall of the Great Wall in the North.

Jiang Dazhenren and Fuyao were strolling in a corridor somewhere.

"Mr. Jiang, don't you have to go back to the East to participate in the war?"

Fuyao and Jiang Yuxu were on the same shoulders as she was. She couldn't bear to see the old man's aging face, and spoke in a very light voice: "Something seems to have had some friction with Liuli Mountain on the side of the Three Sacred Mountain. There have been cultivators of the disaster-level level taking action, and the real war will begin soon."

If a practitioner in the Star Lord realm is willing, he can keep his face young for a long time. Even if he is one or two hundred years old, he will only look thirty or forty years old for ordinary people, unless... the deadline is really coming.

The real limit comes, once human power is exhausted, it will soon be swallowed up by time, and the "youth face" shown before will be ruthlessly regained.

Although this great guest at Shenxianju never cared about showing his true face, the depleted energy and spirit at this moment can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

The fate of the Great Realm is approaching... The battle in the East Realm is in the middle, and Jiang Yuxu is the biggest trump card of the East Realm Front.

"It doesn't matter whether I participate in the war or not. Even if I kill all five disasters and ten disasters, what's the use?" Jiang Yuxu shook his head with a smile.

This sentence shocked Fuyao.

yes.

Even if you kill all five disasters and ten disasters, what's the use?
To be continued...