Yu Yi first found an inn and settled Senior Brother He before going to the rocky beach by the sea again.

She had very few opportunities to refine her lightning spirit roots in the past, but now that there was such a natural minefield, she certainly couldn't miss it.

As for the things about Xue Mingyuan and Xue Chenjing, they were just external matters, not worth her worrying too much and missing the opportunity to improve herself.

Yu Yi closed her eyes, silently chanted the Qingxin Jue in her heart, cleared her mind of trivial thoughts, and jumped into the interlaced lightning, like a sharp sword, splitting the fierce sea breeze and going straight into the depths of the lightning.

The lightning energy traveled through her body along her meridians, and finally gathered into the lightning spirit roots in her dantian, and then after being refined, it was sent into the golden elixir. Her thunder spirit root gradually grew stronger. At the beginning, she could only absorb the power of one lightning strike, but later she could withstand two or three strikes.

This reef beach was covered by a thunder cage. The closer she got to the immortal platform of the reef island in the sea, the bigger the thunder column became and the more terrifying it became. Thunderstorms have intensive periods, and there are also times when the clouds disappear and the thunder dissipates.

At this time, she can take a break, digest the thunder and lightning energy in her body, and prepare for the next one. Yu Yi simply did not go back, and stayed in this minefield. The strong spirit root in her body, the surge of spiritual power in her golden elixir, and the improvement of her strength all fascinated her.

In the dense thunder and lightning, she could no longer distinguish between day and night. When the thunder disappeared, sometimes it was daytime, and sometimes it was late at night. Yu Yi didn't know how many days had passed.

This is the case for all the cultivators who come here to temper their spiritual roots. There is an unspoken tacit understanding between them. They do not interfere with each other and focus on themselves.

When you reach the bottom of the Ascension Platform, the lightning column is no longer an ordinary thunderbolt. It contains the power of heaven, but compared with the real thunderbolt, its power is naturally far inferior. But there are only a few people who can come here.

It is not difficult to climb the Ascension Platform on a clear day. However, on a clear day, this is just an ordinary stone platform. Only on a thunderstorm day, this stone platform can be regarded as a real Ascension Platform.

Thick clouds are pressing overhead, and there are lightning lights shining on all four sides. It is not dark here, and you can clearly see the surroundings of the platform. It is called a platform, but in fact it is a relatively large rock island. The island is bare and no different from other reefs.

When Yu Yi stepped onto the Ascension Platform, the sound of thunder in her ears suddenly stopped. She did not expect that this place was like the eye of a hurricane, with lightning and thunder outside, but unusually quiet in the center.

Although there were no lightning pillars falling here, the air was compressed with a dense lightning aura. The moment she stepped onto the Ascension Platform, the accumulated lightning aura rushed towards her.

Yu Yi sacrificed the Green Bamboo Sword, stood behind the Green Bamboo Sword with her hands in a seal, and absorbed all of them into her spiritual roots.

At this point, she had no chance of retreating. Either she would devour all the lightning spirit power here and use it for herself, or she would not be able to devour it and would be struck by lightning and become a pile of charred bones, dying.

She admitted that she was gambling. But people who practice cultivation are going against the will of heaven, and every step forward is a gamble.

The lightning spirit root in Yu Yi's body grew rapidly again. Whenever she felt that her dantian was about to explode, the lightning spirit root would try to grow a branch in desperation to digest the lightning spirit energy that was poured into her body.

Some tiny arcs began to appear on the green bamboo sword, and the arcs gradually grew larger, from having no specific shape to having a vague outline.

Perhaps the red crane sword spirit of the Green Bamboo Sword sensed something, and the Green Bamboo Sword began to vibrate and a loud crane cry came from the sword body.

The sword pattern between Yu Yi's eyebrows resonated with the Green Bamboo Sword, and the flashing arc of light on the Green Bamboo Sword was reflected in his dark pupils. Dazzling scales emerged from the lightning arc, like a golden dragon entwined on the Green Bamboo Sword.

The thunder dragon took shape, sprouted eyes, raised its head and roared, with a sound like thunder, and all the lightning spirits poured into its eyes. The surrounding lightning spirits suddenly became thinner, and the lightning pillars on the reef beach gradually became sparse. The thick clouds gradually dissipated, casting a pillar of skylight that just covered the Ascension Platform.

The Thunder Dragon Sword Spirit swam out of the sword body, circled around Yu Yi, raised its head and rushed straight up to the sky, crashing into a white jade gate tower that appeared at some unknown time above the clouds.

Who would have thought that the rumor was actually true?

Those who are destined can see the Heavenly Gate open a crack on the Ascension Platform and peek at the wonders of the fairyland behind the Heavenly Gate.

Yu Yi stood on the reef island, looking up at the layers of thick clouds above his head. His consciousness left his Dharma body and rushed straight into the sky with the sword spirit.

Passing through the magnificent white jade gate tower, Yu Yi saw the scenery behind the Heavenly Gate. But the scene she saw was hard to equate with the legendary celestial palace with "ten thousand golden rays rolling red neon, thousands of auspicious auras spraying purple mist".

Yu Yi only saw dilapidated palaces, broken pillars, broken rainbow bridges, sparse auspicious clouds, dried-up Tianchi, withered flowers, and auspicious signs turned to bones.

There was not a single god in the palace.

Yu Yi's consciousness followed the sword spirit and fell rapidly from the clouds. She didn't know where she had entered. All she saw were eerie skeletons. From the skeletons, she saw human, beast, or half-human and half-beast, and many things she couldn't even recognize.

These skeletons were all huge, and Yu Yi's consciousness shuttled through them as if she was walking through a forest of bones.

Where the wind blew, quicksand rubbed against the skeletons on the ground, making a rustling sound. Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the quicksand was weathered bone sand. The armor and weapons half-buried in the bone sand reflected a cold and sharp light.

This was a battlefield, and a battlefield where fighting was extremely brutal. The remaining demonic breath and divine power were still entangled in this world, and from time to time, a mirage-like phantom would appear, recreating the fierce battle between gods and demons ten thousand years ago.

Yu Yi's consciousness passed through a phantom and was thrown directly in front of her by the nine-headed demon god Xiang Liu.

Its huge head was like a small mountain, its huge mouth opened, its fangs were like pillars of heaven, and it spit out a bright red snake tongue. The fork at the tip of its tongue was thicker than her waist. This is just one of its heads.

Before Yu Yi's consciousness was about to crash into its mouth, a Fang Tian Hua Ji suddenly stabbed from above and cut off the snake's head with one blow. Blood poured down like a waterfall, and bloody heat rose.

Yu Yi's consciousness was drenched by the snake's blood, and in a trance, she seemed to be able to feel the temperature of the snake's blood. @無限好文，盡在晉江文學城

She looked up through the blood waterfall and saw the god in armor, holding a Fang Tian Hua Ji, standing against the light, tall and unmatched, the struggling nine-headed demon snake entangled the god's body, fighting so hard that the sky was dark, and finally they fell into the ground together and turned into dry bones on the battlefield.

There were countless battles like this on this battlefield, and Yu Yi's consciousness traveled through them, as small as a speck of dust.

But deep in the battlefield, a green lake appeared. The light of the water waves flashed across Yu Yi's eyes, and her consciousness was attracted there, passing through the wind and sand and bones, passing through the phantoms of fierce fighting, and drifting towards the green lake on the battlefield that was also as small as dust.

The aura of gods and demons here became less sharp, and they entangled and merged with each other, settling to form a pool of chaotic green lake.

The small pond, about the size of a bathtub, was like a fingertip-sized dewdrop floating on a huge lotus leaf compared to the battlefield of gods and demons.

Yu Yi sat on her newborn sword spirit, stretched out her hand and scooped up a handful of clear water. The clear water turned into mist in her hand, and then condensed into water droplets in mid-air, dripping into the pond.

This was not an illusion, but a real pond of water. The water was crystal clear, without any impurities, and there was no sign of life in it.

As long as the water was scooped up, it would immediately turn into mist in her palm, and then fall back into the pond. Yu Yi couldn't scoop up the water, so she simply stood up, put her foot in and stirred it, wanting to see if there was anything different about it.

Xiaoyao Gate.

Xue Mingyuan seemed to have sensed something, and his soul suddenly rippled, as if an invisible hand in the void had directly grasped his soul.

In his heart, Xue Chenjing also felt the same abnormality, and soon this abnormality became more and more severe. It was as if his soul was kicked hard by someone, making him dizzy and tinnitus.

Xue Mingyuan's eyes were spinning, and he fell backwards. Yi Heng quickly supported him and said in surprise: "Hey, little uncle, what's wrong with you?"

"Lingwei!" Madam Lian stood up suddenly, rushed over and grabbed his wrist. A magic talisman quickly flew out from her fingertips and suddenly climbed onto Xue Mingyuan's body, trying to tie his soul and body together.

Although Xue Mingyuan came to see her this time, he didn't want her to interfere in their fight, and hoped that she would not kill Xue Chenjing immediately after he disappeared, at least before Xue Chenjing completely became a demon, she should not prejudge him based on the crimes he might commit in the future.

He actually believed that the little demon would change because of a woman. How much justice can a woman who can like a demon have in her heart? Aren't they the same as demons?

To be honest, Madam Lian was very disappointed with him. After reincarnation, her brother was still so ignorant and indecisive. In the last life, he was like this. He was soft-hearted towards the little demon for a while, but was eventually swallowed by him, causing a big disaster.

In this life, he still hasn't made any progress.

Xue Mingyuan regained consciousness from the dizziness and shook his head, saying, "Sister, it's useless."

Madam Lian gritted her teeth and said, "I won't agree to you. Otherwise, with my help, you can suppress him like in the last life and weaken his power with the sword of the mind. As long as he doesn't come out, I won't do anything to him. Once he comes out to control the body, I will kill him, even if it means killing you too."

"Although it wasn't his fault that my Yi family has fallen to this point, it's all because of him. It's impossible for me to forgive him."

Xue Mingyuan's mind became more and more agitated. It felt like a stick was tumbling in his head, making it impossible for him to think. Seeing this, Madam Lian's face turned even worse, thinking that the monster was fighting for her body.

She rolled up her long sleeves and flew out of the Nine-Layer Lotus Pavilion with Xue Mingyuan, hiding in a mountain, and coming to a huge bronze bell on the top of the mountain. She stretched out her hand and brushed a talisman, and streams of light flowed out of the talisman and quickly climbed up the bronze bell.

Yi Heng followed and saw that Madam Lian was about to throw Xue Mingyuan under the demon-suppressing bell. He hurriedly said, "Mother, don't be impulsive. If you lock my uncle in, he may not be able to get out."

Madam Lian looked cold and did not show any impulsiveness. She pushed Xue Mingyuan under the bell. Before the heavy bronze bell fell, she looked at Xue Mingyuan and said disappointedly, "Lingwei, demons are demons and can never become our relatives."

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The bronze bell fell, and the surroundings fell into darkness.

Xue Chenjing curled up in his heart, hugged his restless soul, and laughed mockingly, "Xue Mingyuan, your sister is much more sober than you."

The silk threads around him have become much lighter and fewer, and the prison cage condensed by his parents' mental power can no longer contain him.

"Brother, what should I do? If your sister wants to kill me, should I fight back?"

Xue Mingyuan lay in the dark and whispered, "No." @無限好文，盡在晉江文學城

He did not answer whether he should or not, but he could not. They all knew that as long as he still existed in this body, Xue Chenjing could not do anything to their blood relatives, even if that blood relative did not recognize him.

Xue Chenjing snorted coldly, gritting his teeth in anger, "Did you come to Xiaoyaomen on purpose and get imprisoned on purpose? Do you think you can break up me and Ayi like this? Xue Mingyuan, you have such a vicious heart."

Even if he pierced through this damn demon-suppressing bell, he would escape and find Yuyi.

Xue Mingyuan said gently, "I'm sorry."

Xue Chenjing opened his mouth and had already thought of the most vicious words in the world to insult him. Suddenly, a burst of electricity hit his soul, blocking all the insults he was about to say.

He opened his eyes wide, his pupils contracted for a moment, then expanded again, his soul trembled, and after a long while he managed to utter, "Xue Mingyuan, what did you do again?"

Xue Mingyuan held his forehead, his soul was as injured as he was, and he was not feeling well. He frowned and said, "It's not me, it's Guixu, the place where we were born."