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Chapter 677 Horror phantom

Zhang Daoran was confused. These things were so strange, and they were beyond Zhang Daoran’s understanding of Taoism over the years of practicing Taoism.

Not to mention that all things are understood, Zhang Daoran’s cultivation level and the great way are 3,000. As I saw today, there is no way to understand the silk thread connection with Meng Xi at all, and no way to understand: What is this?

What is the light that penetrated into the heavenly spirit?

Zhang Daoran's thoughts sink into his body, constantly searching, but still gain nothing. In the sea of ​​consciousness, Zhang Daoran's soul scanned the new world several times, but did not find the light just now.

The heart was a little calm, the origin of the light was unknown, and the origin of the thread was unknown, and it was all related to myself and connected. Even if Zhang Daoran's heart was stable, a crack appeared in the heart of the Tao because of the mystery of the light and the thread.

The unknown is terrible...

Even if you face the great devil, the great devil, and the death, Zhang Daoran may not be afraid.

This silk thread is not only mysterious, but also cannot know what this silk thread is. This is the most terrifying place, which makes Zhang Daoran a little confused and a little afraid.

Forget it, it is a blessing or a disaster, and you will know in the future... You can't find it now, and you can't see it. Whether it is a blessing or a disaster in the future, today is a foregone conclusion. Zhang Daoran shook his head helplessly, and finally had to give up.

Suddenly, Zhang Daoran's expression condensed, and another ray of light flashed across the silk thread. Zhang Daoran's heart sank, circulating the spiritual energy in his body, locking the light, and reaching out to grab it.

However, the light is like a shadow. No, even if it is a shadow, Zhang Daoran uses his own magical powers to make the shadow still with time and space, and make the shadow stop moving. Time and space have stopped, and time has frozen. This light directly ignores time and space and time, and still passes through Zhang Daoran's palm and instantly sinks into his palm.

Zhang Daoran's soul looked inside directly, and the light entered his body, like a grain of ice and snow melting into the sea. He was trying to find it, but he could not see anything.

The heartbeat was accelerating, and Zhang Daoran was scared this time: What exactly is this?

Zhang Daoran was determined to understand the light. When his thoughts moved, time began to flow backwards. The scenery around him continued to change and time and space changed. Back to the moment when Zhang Daoran raised his hand and wanted to grab the light...

Zhang Daoran, whose heart is tenacious and everything is not lingering in his mind, was stunned: Time has flowed back, where is the light?

Everything was flowing back with time and back to the past. However, when Zhang Daoran raised his hand and the light appeared, time froze here, but the light did not appear!

The bright light can actually ignore time and space directly!

All things in the world, even if the gods above the nine heavens and the universe and the universe are not distinguished from chaos or Hongmeng, time is eternal. The moment the world appears, time is already born. Not to mention space, where does the world come from without space?

However, under the theorem that all things cannot escape time and space, the light ignored time and space, and ignored time and disappeared... No, to be precise, the light entered Zhang Daoran's body, disappeared, or disappeared...

Even the sun, stars, and moon lights are all within time. Thinking of this, Zhang Daoran suddenly had his eyes lit up: Three thousand great ways, this is the law, the great ways are originally condensation of rules, and are the three thousand great ways, and time is only one of the three thousand great ways. Is the light just now the rule of light?

Rules and rules are equal, time is rules. If the light just now is also rules, can't this rule of light be reappeared with time because of the time going backwards?

Thinking of this, Zhang Daoran felt much more at ease, and he felt more confused in his random heart: If the light just now was the rule, and this light was generated from the silk thread associated with Meng Xi, then what was the silk thread?

The problem comes back to the origin. Since silk threads can produce rules, wouldn’t they be of higher level?

The silk thread cannot be produced between Zhang Daoran and others, but can be produced between Meng Xi. Why does this silk thread appear, or what can the two people attract the appearance of the silk thread?

After thinking about it, Zhang Daoran became more and more confused as he thought about it: this may be Tao!

The way of heaven has not yet been understood, let alone the more advanced way. At this moment, Zhang Daoran suddenly felt a little sad: The road to practicing Taoism is long and endless, where is my way now? Is it the beginning of practicing Taoism?

In a daze, suddenly, a light appeared again on the silk thread connected between Zhang Daoran and Meng Xi. Zhang Daoran could see clearly that the light overflowed from Meng Xi's heavenly spirit... Following the silk thread, the heavenly spirit that penetrated into Zhang Daoran disappeared...

This is the third white light...

This time, Zhang Daoran did not reach out to grab it, nor did he explore where the white light disappeared in his body, or where lurked.

Zhang Daoran knew very well that the white light appeared and wanted to search again. He used all his strength but could not find it.

Zhang Daoran accepted the appearance of the white light with peace of mind, but he was helpless.

After this white light appeared, the fourth and fifth paths soon overflowed one after another in the blink of an eye, sank into Zhang Daoran's heavenly spirit.

Nine roads...

When the ninth white light appeared, Zhang Daoran waited for a long time, but the white light did not appear again: Nine is the ultimate number of heaven and earth. Now after the nine lights, the white light no longer appears, and obviously there will be no more in the future...

Thinking of this in his heart, Zhang Daoran suddenly felt something coming out of his head. He subconsciously reached out to touch it, but he didn't touch anything. His eyes lit up, and the same light as before, along the silk thread in front of him, penetrated Meng Xi's heavenly spirit...

This is......

The white light was not hindered, and it appeared one after another, sank into the dream Xi Tianling.

Zhang Daoran clearly felt that something seemed to appear in his heavenly spirit, and then turned into white light and disappeared into Mengxi's heavenly spirit... When the ninth light overflowed, Zhang Daoran always felt that as the nine lights disappeared, there was something in his mind.

Zhang Daoran couldn't describe what it was. This feeling was completely a subconscious perception, and suddenly appeared in his heart. He wanted to explore but gained nothing.

Seeing midnight approaching, Zhang Daoran stood up and slowly retreated.

What happened in just a few hours was completely beyond Zhang Daoran's imagination. Zhang Daoran didn't know what he had gained and lost in these few hours...

Zhang Daoran instinctively felt that he seemed to be a little repulsive here.

Just as he stood up, Zhang Daoran was about to leave.

Suddenly, Zhang Daoran heard the buzzing sound of mysterious waves pursuing again because of that mysterious aura.

Zhang Daoran's heart tightened and looked at Meng Xi. His breath was coming from Meng Xi's body, and his spiritual energy fluctuations were also coming from Meng Xi's body. His breath was faint, and he could not sense it without careful sensing.

Zhang Daoran's face suddenly faded, Meng Xi's body changed again, a faint phantom exuded a mysterious aura, slowly condensed behind Meng Xi...

The phantom condensed, the breath was faint, but a trace of danger surged in Zhang Daoran's heart, a trace of panic about turning around and leaving immediately.

this...

Zhang Daoran was shocked and his face suddenly turned pale: This phantom is so clear, it is not Meng Xi’s Yang Shen!
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