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Chapter 676 Mysterious Silk Thread

Zhang Daoran's thoughts moved and appeared where this mysterious aura appeared.

"This is Tushita Palace and Liangyi Palace"

Zhang Daoran arrived outside the hall and then hid his body.

When I entered Liangyi Hall, the mysterious aura just now had disappeared, and the spiritual aura fluctuations just now also disappeared. The hall was quiet, in the darkness, Meng Xi sat cross-legged. Due to the reasons of cultivation, the spiritual aura absorbed gathered around her body, emitting a hazy colorful light.

In the hall, this colorful light is very weak and difficult to see with the naked eye, but the cultivator can still see it at a glance. This is a rhythm of running the exercises, with sufficient supply of spiritual energy and the refining speed cannot keep up.

The spiritual energy absorbed by ordinary practitioners echoes the exercises in their bodies. The spiritual energy absorbed by coincidentally can adapt to the exercises and absorb and refine them. From the outside, when a practitioner is practicing, he is like an ordinary person, and there will be no phenomenon that spiritual energy cannot be absorbed and refines.

"Men Mengxi is having a bottleneck"

There are two situations when spiritual energy is absorbed and cannot be refined.

First, the level of the exercises is too low and the refining speed of spiritual energy is too slow.

Second, if you encounter a bottleneck, the body has sufficient spiritual energy and cannot be refined anymore, and it will gather around the body.

Obviously, Meng Xi’s current situation is that her cultivation level is in a bottleneck, causing the spiritual energy to gather, exceeding the speed of refining. With the saturation of the spiritual energy in her body, Meng Xi can only constantly polish the spiritual energy in her body to make the spiritual energy purer.

"It seems that the aura just now did not appear all the time. And the fluctuations of spiritual energy did not appear often."

Zhang Daoran looked at Meng Xi carefully. At this time, Meng Xi's eyes were closed and her breathing was evenly symmetrical. The internal exercises did not move very quickly. Obviously, Meng Xi was not practicing, but comprehending some kind of gain.

Because of Zhang Daoran, the changes in heaven and earth are all the laws evolved. Therefore, if you have achieved enlightenment here, it is easy to comprehend the laws here. Meng Xi is comprehending the laws and consolidating his own cultivation.

Zhang Daoran shook his head and sat cross-legged not far from Meng Xi.

Meng Xi was full of strangeness, which made Zhang Daoran feel a little panicked. This panickedness stemmed from fear of a certain unknown field. Since I first saw Meng Xi, in addition to feeling some fate and shared luck, Meng Xi was an ordinary person.

Now, luck is still shared, and it is slightly more closely connected than before.

However, it was once possible to see through Meng Xi's past and future at a glance, but the past and future in Meng Xi's present seemed to be covered by a mysterious energy. Zhang Daoran tried many ways, but it was still difficult to peek.

It is always said that people are exploring under curiosity. This is what Zhang Daoran is now because this feeling makes Zhang Daoran really uncomfortable and wants to explore it clearly.

The thoughts leave the body and surround Meng Xi.

Meng Xi's whole body became clearer and clearer in front of him, but with the power of the sky, Meng Xi's fate was very clear, but it was only within Meng Xi himself, and it was not connected to the outside world. There was a vague and mysterious silk thread connected to him.

"What is this thread?"

Zhang Daoran was slightly stunned. This silk thread was not a rule, nor a rule, nor a fortune thread, nor a merit thread. This silk thread contained a mysterious aura fluctuation, and it faintly made Zhang Daoran feel a hint of tension in his heart.

Since the beginning of practicing Taoism, Zhang Daoran has not known how long it has been, and he has no such feeling of tension and fear in his heart. The Tao heart is transparent and natural, all things float outside, and my Tao is in my heart. Unknown fields, monsters and snakes are nothing but floating dust in Zhang Daoran's eyes, and it is not worth laughing at.

But now

Thoughts lingered around Meng Xi's body, and it was difficult to attach to this mysterious silk thread. Zhang Daoran explored what the silk thread came from and where it was connected to his body. This silk thread came from Tianling who was immersed in Zhang Daoran. However, Zhang Daoran investigated all the energy and fate in his body.

Nothing gains!

"What the hell is this?"

The mystery of this silk thread exceeded Zhang Daoran's cognition. In Zhang Daoran's understanding, there was never such a mysterious energy.

He rubbed his forehead rarely, and Zhang Daoran's face was full of confusion.

"wrong"

Zhang Daoran stood up and said, "I didn't find such mysterious silk thread in the Taoist temple just now. When I got closer, did this mysterious silk thread appear?"

Zhang Daoran stood up, moved his body and floated backwards.

Ten feet away from Liangyi Hall, the silk thread is still there

Continue to float backwards.

Thirty feet away from Liangyi Hall, the silk thread is still there

Back again.

After leaving the Liangyi Hall for 300 meters, the silk thread gradually blurred. Zhang Daoran's thoughts moved and slowly moved backwards. When he left the Liangyi Hall for 990 meters, the silk thread broke and then retreated, and the silk thread slowly disappeared.

"really"

The connection of silk threads depends on the distance!

A trace of enlightenment appeared on Zhang Daoran's face, "The connection between silk threads is determined based on distance, but I don't know, is it the same with other people?"

Zhang Daoran had never encountered this phenomenon before.

With his body as lightning as lightning, Zhang Daoran came to the yard where Zhao Yingxiong was once again.

Hiding his body, slowly approaching Zhao Yingxiong

Zhang Daoran frowned, and the mysterious silk thread did not appear.

Leaving the yard where Zhao Yingxiong was, Zhang Daoran came to the hall where Zhang Yifang and Tianjizi were. Near the two people, the mysterious silk thread did not appear.

Zhang Daoran did not give up and continued to look for disciples from Huxin Island, including Taoist Master Fengchen and Taoist Master Hengkong. Zhang Daoran tried it. Like Meng Xi, no one of them was found to be connected to him.

Zhang Daoran slowly floated to the Liangyi Hall where Meng Xi was. Zhang Daoran was very slow in controlling the auspicious clouds.

When the body approaches the 990-meter-long forehead range of Liangyi Hall, there will be a vague silk thread that appears but is not connected. Zhang Daoran slowly approaches, and the auspicious clouds approach one meter one meter. Just like a slow motion, as Zhang Daoran slowly approaches, the silk thread appears from Zhang Daoran's forehead and extends slowly

When approaching Mengxi's nine meters range, the silk threads are connected

Zhang Daoran thought about it and filtered all the scriptures he had learned, the rules he had understood, and the knowledge of practicing Taoism he had learned in his mind. Zhang Daoran frowned again, "There is no relevant record."

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed through the silk thread of luck. Even with Zhang Daoran's cultivation level, this light could only watch the light and enter the heavenly spirit along the silk thread.

In that moment, Zhang Daoran sank into his body, trying to capture this ray of light.

A year is like the sea and the tide, and it instantly spreads all over the body.

However, the light penetrated into the heavenly spirit and only stayed in the sea of ​​consciousness for a thousandth moment, then disappeared into the soul.

Zhang Daoran was startled. This was a reaction that Zhang Daoran rarely appeared in a long time. He looked at the soul frantically, but did not leave any traces that could be explored. "I just wanted to care about her disciples because of the passing of fellow Taoist Lu Jing. Now, is this mysterious thing good or bad for me?"

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