In the huge and quiet lotus pond, the girl's voice was not loud, but it was so powerful and clear!

Zhan Wenting gently released her mother's hand that she had been holding tightly, and began to walk alone in the front, facing the road of refining the mind under her feet.

The small body began to face the unknown storms of the mind.

Mrs. Zhan's beautiful face was full of worry, and even her body was trembling slightly, but there was pride and excitement in her eyes, which was extremely complex and indescribable!

Ye Wuque, after hearing Zhan Wenting's answer and her actions, showed a hint of appreciation in his eyes again.

He has been in purgatory for a long time, so what?

Tian Xionghuang and Shen Tu Cang, the two old guys were also sighing at this time, looking at Zhan Wenting's small back, and deep pity and appreciation also surged in their vicissitudes of life.

In front, pieces of green lotus leaves tilted down, and the spiritual energy surged, fluttering with the wind.

Zhan Wenting took the first step!

Her body trembled constantly, as if she had fallen into a quagmire.

But she gritted her teeth, even though she was trembling all over, she did not hesitate and continued to take the second and third steps forward...

As expected, as Zhan Wenting began the path of refining the heart, the faint obstruction that everyone felt disappeared.

Mrs. Zhan did not dare to get too close to her daughter, because she was afraid that she would affect her daughter and distract her.

Ye Wuque, holding the Heavenly Tyrant Halberd in one hand, followed quietly.

With his current eyesight, he could naturally see the mechanism and function of this path of refining the heart.

Her Zhan family bloodline had resonated after entering the Palace of Light!

The existence of this Palace of Light seemed to have anticipated this, or it was prepared for the descendants of the Zhan family bloodline.

In front, Zhan Wenting was sweating profusely!

The frequency of her body shaking became higher and higher, and the speed seemed to be getting slower and slower, but she never stopped.

Mrs. Zhan watched closely, her eyes were already full of tears.

But the girl's footsteps, even if they slowed down, still moved forward, constantly moving forward.

Finally, it came to a certain moment.

The girl staggered and half-knelt down!

She seemed to be fished out of the water, sweating profusely, extremely uncomfortable.

It seemed that she could no longer stand up and would fall down at any time.

But Zhan Wenting did not make any painful shouts, not even a hum, but just tried her best to stand up again.

When the girl stood up again, her throat trembled and she seemed to spit out a mouthful of blood!

Mrs. Zhan behind her changed her face, desperately covered her mouth, and resisted the urge to rush over to hug her daughter, but the worry in her eyes almost burst!

The girl spit out all the blood, still did not say a word, just gently wiped the corners of her mouth, seemed to be dazed and "looked" at the front again, and then continued to take a step, and continued... forward.

The small body was slow, but firm and powerful.

The breeze blew, blowing the green lotus leaves on both sides, rustling!

There was an indescribable softness.

At this moment, the girl's figure was obviously very small and very tender, but in the eyes of the people behind her, she seemed to slowly grow taller, tougher, and unyielding!

Ye Wuque, whose eyes had been fixed on the girl, had a soft look in his eyes at this moment. He

was even a little dazed.

He seemed to see his past self in the tender girl in front of him.

Similar disasters.

Unyielding tenacity.

Desperate obsession.

At this moment, Ye Wuque... was moved!

For the first time, he felt an impulse to accept a disciple.

But soon.

Ye Wuque hesitated again, thinking of everything he had to face, and the heartbeat in his eyes turned into a sigh.

The soft wind continued to blow.

The green lotus leaves kept swaying.

The road to refining the heart, under the girl's unwavering steps, was getting closer and closer to the end.

Buzz buzz buzz!

At some point, Zhan Wenting's small body suddenly shone with a faint golden glow.

As it moved forward, it became more and more gorgeous, as if the girl was about to ascend to heaven after sublimating to the extreme.

Ye Wuque's eyes had already looked forward. The     golden skeleton

that was originally vague and looming, but now was already close at hand !     The skeleton of this golden skeleton was very large. Even if it was sitting cross-legged, it could be seen that if it stood up, it would be a foot tall!     But even though it had become a golden skeleton, it still retained an indescribable...     madness!     The posture of this golden skeleton in its lifetime proved that it must have been a creature that stirred up the wind and rain and was lawless!     "What a terrible momentum!"     "The madness that soared to the sky! Even if only the skeleton was left, it was still baring its teeth and claws, incredible!"     Tian Xionghuang and Shen Tucang kept exclaiming, and their tone was even full of shock and instinctive awe!     And from this golden skeleton, Ye Wuque felt a great residual pressure!     It has already surpassed the half-step pseudo-god!     Although there was only a trace left, Ye Wuque's eyes narrowed slightly, and he had already understood in his heart!     "This golden skull must have been a genuine... upper false god!"     Ye Wuque's heart was agitated, but he was not surprised.     After all, how could the Zhan family, which could make all the death taboo forces in Zhanhuang fear and pay attention to it, be simple?     The Zhan family was extremely glorious in the past!     So who was the one who made the Zhan family glorious?

An ancestor from the past?

Or, should it be the golden skull in front of him? ?

"But, this life form is not like the pure sitting and remnant after death. There is a special mysterious ancient fluctuation..."

Ye Wuque's eyes flickered.

The golden skull in front of him was very strange. He couldn't see through it completely now. He just felt that it was very magical, and perhaps it contained some incredible secrets.

However, the biggest change of the golden skull at this time was the hollow sunken eye sockets on its face!

It had already shone with a strange golden glow!

It was as if two golden flames were jumping in the eye sockets!

And it was the two golden flames jumping in the eye sockets that created the golden glow on Zhan Wenting's body. The two flames reflected each other, as if the blood was resonating!

Zhan Wenting, the golden glow around her body became more and more brilliant, and she kept moving forward, getting closer and closer to the golden skull.

The road of refining the heart is about to come to an end.

Finally!

When Zhan Wenting took another step, her small body began to shake violently.

He walked to the enemy three feet away from the golden skeleton who was sitting cross-legged.

The road of refining the heart, perfectly passed!

Madam Zhan cried with joy!

Ye Wuque and the other three also stopped and were happy for Zhan Wenting.

Zhan Wenting stood there in a daze, the golden light around her body became more and more brilliant, and seemed to be boiling!

And the two balls of golden flames jumping in the eyes of the golden skeleton seemed to be completely alive!

Swish!

The next moment, a golden beam of light suddenly flashed from the golden skeleton and shone straight on Zhan Wenting's body in front of her!

Zhan Wenting seemed to be struck by lightning!

She seemed to have turned into a golden sun!

As if blessed, Zhan Wenting also sat cross-legged, facing the golden skeleton from a distance.

The golden beams connected each other, and the deepest part of the entire lotus pond seemed to be illuminated by the light at this time!

Zhan Wenting, her lips moved slightly, like a golden goddess, but she made a murmur that seemed to be instinctive...

"Ancestor... "