The sky is blue all around and the breeze is gentle.
Luo Jianqing felt as if he were wrapped in a ball of warm water, as if he were back in his mother's arms. Every pore on his body opened up in comfort, and this feeling made him linger in it, feeling every drop of hot water nourishing his soul.
There is warm spiritual energy everywhere here. With a slight touch, the spiritual energy will automatically surge over and penetrate into the body madly.
A small, cyan lotus blossomed slowly in the beautiful, warm water, its five petals gently and slowly unfolding. When the sixth petal tried to unfold, it seemed to encounter some difficulty, struggling to move forward. Luo Jianqing was unaware of all this; he was too engrossed in the warm water to care for the Azure Lotus Spirit.
However, even without Luo Jianqing's instructions, countless spiritual energies condensed into substance and pushed the sixth petal away silently.
The moment the petals bloomed, Luo Jianqing suddenly woke up. He looked around in astonishment. He saw an infinite space with no end in sight. The sky was snow-white with a hint of blue, and the earth was like the bottom of a pot, still snow-white with a hint of blue.
This is a spherical space, with no end in sight, perhaps because it has no end; no outside world in sight, perhaps because it blocks the outside world. Only boundless spiritual energy fills this space, which can be seized at will, and cultivated at will.
This place is so beautiful that Luo Jianqing gradually became dazed and immersed in it.
Countless spiritual energy poured into every meridian in his body, transforming into spiritual power. This spiritual power cleansed his muscles and bones, surged through his dantian, and made the small blue lotus hidden in his dantian even more refined and perfect, even the tips of the petals began to glow with a faint golden light.
How nice would it be if I could stay here forever?
If you can continue to practice like this forever, perhaps you will become an immortal.
Luo Jianqing's will gradually sank, and he couldn't help but groan and slowly closed his eyes. However, just as he was about to close his eyes, he seemed to hear a distant call!
"Gradually clear..."
His tone was slow and gentle, his voice as clear and cool as water.
Luo Jianqing's body trembled slightly.
The voice shouted again: "Jianqing..."
Luo Jianqing's body began to tremble violently.
After a long time, as if there was really no more movement, or as if it had been accumulating for a long time, the voice said again after a long sigh: "Jianqing, the master is waiting for you at Kushan..."
Luo Jianqing suddenly woke up, opened his eyes wide, and woke up in shock.
Like someone just waking from drowning, Luo Jianqing gasped for air as he realized he was in a magnificent palace. Everywhere was filled with magical weapons of the Xuan rank and above. Using the most common objects in the room, such as tables, chairs, and windows, they formed a defensive formation worthy of being called Earth rank.
Sweat soaked Luo Jianqing's hair, sticking to his face. Luo Jianqing panted heavily, staring blankly at the room, all sorts of memories flooding back into his mind.
He remembered that he, along with Venerable Guanglingzi, Venerable Yuqingzi, and the others, had arrived in the Demon Realm ahead of time, while Venerable Wenlongzi and the others remained in Yunzhou to counterattack the demon tribes that had occupied most of Yunzhou. Along the way, Qi Luo, Qin Guihe, and the others from the Demonic Dao Palace sped up, forcing them to try their best to keep up, and finally caught up.
When he saw a figure in white reaching his hand into the Demon Lord's chest, he collapsed involuntarily, as if he saw the scene of Mo Qiu being killed, so he immediately used the Mingguang Qingyu Bead.
What did Qi Luo and Qin Guihe say at that time?
"That's Jin Li! He's Jin Li! You must save the Palace Master, you must save the Palace Master!"
Luo Jianqing's body stiffened and he froze in a daze.
How could that person be Jin Li?
Luo Jianqing had spent some time with Jin Li on the Fengshen Sea and had even seen his appearance. Jin Li had an innocent face that didn't match his formidable strength. He wasn't tall, and was actually a head shorter than Luo Jianqing. He looked like a simple, kind-hearted young man.
But the person yesterday was completely different!
Luo Jianqing didn't have time to think about it. He knew that now was not the time to think about this matter. He quickly got out of bed and walked towards the door. Just as he reached the door, he heard a "click" sound behind him.
Luo Jianqing suddenly stopped and turned around to look back, only to see a familiar blue-covered book dropped to the ground.
Luo Jianqing's face turned slightly cold. After a moment, he stepped forward, picked up the book, and flipped through it. The more he read, the colder his face grew, and the tighter his grip on the book tightened. When he reached the last page, the sheer force between his fingers tore the book apart!
"Li Xiuchen..."
"Li Xiuchen!"
Resentful voices echoed throughout the spacious palace. Luo Jianqing stood in the center of the room, his eyes bloodshot. His lips had long been bitten until they were red, and even a faint trace of blood oozed out. Luo Jianqing used all his rationality to suppress his desire to return to Taihua Mountain immediately and cut that shameless man into pieces.
But apart from this, he simply couldn't ignore the stabbing pain in his heart.
On the thousand-foot cliff of broken love, the cold wind was howling and the long sword was piercing the heart.
Luo Jianqing could no longer recall many details of his past life. For example, he completely forgot what he was thinking when Li Xiuchen pierced his heart with a sword, and why he was willing to give up resistance without hesitation. However, he did remember that as he lay on the ground, his blood draining away, he kept looking at the southern sky.
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