If you can crack the secret of liquefaction of Taoist threads, you will have mastered the secret of repairing the defective cultivation base.

After mastering this method, are you still worried that you will be short of Lingshihua in the future?

Feng Qingyu was obsessed with the problem of cracking the Taoist threads. Not long after she sat down, her spiritual thoughts left her body and went straight to the Taoist threads suspended in the air.

The Tao started to liquefy because Zi Yuan and the others began to boil their fighting spirit.

However, she tried to make her fighting spirit boil, but in the end, these threads of Taoism did not change at all.

What is the difference?

While observing these Dao threads with her spiritual thoughts, Feng Qingyu frowned, and her eyes followed her spiritual thoughts, constantly wandering back and forth among the Dao threads.

As before, Feng Qingyu could only touch those threads that represented space, and were clear and transparent with a hint of white.

As for other Dao threads, they are still like light and shadow, visible but out of touch.

"You can't even touch it. It's not easy to liquefy these threads of Taoism..."

As I muttered with righteous thoughts, my spiritual thoughts suddenly followed...

The moment her spiritual thoughts paused, Feng Qingyu also looked over.

Just now, Feng Qingyu clearly felt something scratching her mind, but neither the mind nor the thread could see what was there!

Suspicion aroused, Feng Qingyu flew up directly, flying towards the place where her spiritual thoughts were pulled just now.

Wherever he looked, there was an empty space, and except for the daoze threads suspended there, nothing else existed.

Feng Qingyu frowned lightly, and her white palms gently brushed between the threads of the Taoism.

There is no obstacle. Just like before, these Dao threads can be seen but cannot be touched at all...

While she was muttering in her heart, Feng Qingyu's fingertips suddenly trembled, and the palm that had lightly passed by returned to its original place again.

Just now, the scene that the mind felt before happened again on the fingertips.

This time the real body came over, Feng Qingyu's feelings were clearer than before.

The feeling of touch was like an extremely fine feather sweeping across the fingertips, but it disappeared in an instant.

When Feng Qingyu wanted to take a closer look, there was nothing there.

No fluctuations were heard, and no traces were left.

Injecting vitality into her pupils, Feng Qingyu had used her Zhiwei Realm Pupil Technique to its limit, but still found nothing.

It was as if the perception that came to her at that moment was her imagination, and there was actually nothing there.

The white jade hand swept between the threads several times again, but the feeling of being touched by fine feathers never appeared again.

After searching all over to no avail, Feng Qingyu had to give up temporarily.

"Maybe I was so tired that I was hallucinating..."

As she muttered, Feng Qingyu had already retracted her palm, ready to go back and continue to meditate. But the moment she retracted her palm, her eyes suddenly condensed, and her cold gaze rested on the tip of her index finger and never moved away.

It only took half a quarter of an hour for Feng Qingyu to fly up into the air, and in just half a quarter of an hour, several fine lines appeared on Feng Qingyu's index finger.

The rest of her palms were as white as ever, as delicate as a freshly peeled hard-boiled egg, smooth, tender and moist.

Only the tip of the index finger.

The fine lines that suddenly appeared were so abrupt, as if the fingertips were transplanted from somewhere else, and they looked out of place.

"wrong......"

After looking at it carefully for a moment, Feng Qingyu uttered these words and then flashed back to the place where her spiritual thoughts had just stopped to search carefully.

This time, Feng Qingyu's spiritual thoughts spread out directly. After a while, the previous feeling of being blocked by his spiritual thoughts reappeared.

The moment she felt the slightest barrier, Feng Qingyu also moved over.

After just groping in place for a moment, the feeling like a fine feather passing through me flashed through my fingertips again.

It was still the same palm, but when it was retracted, there were several more fine lines on the index finger.

The few fine lines that appeared before are obviously much deeper than before.

"What the hell is this?"

When she asked this question, Feng Qingyu also felt huge waves in her heart.

In just two contacts, her fingers had already become like this.

This is just a trace or two. If something like this were to happen on a large scale, she would be depleted of her lifespan and die in an instant?

Thinking of this terrible consequence, Feng Qingyu could no longer remain calm.

The unknown danger is the most terrifying, and she must understand what it is!

Once is not enough twice, twice is not enough three times.

As long as we can test out the true nature of this thing.

Aren't they just showing some wrinkles?

It’s better than losing your reputation someday if someone takes advantage of it!

After thinking about this, Feng Qingyu once again ran to another place where her spiritual thoughts were blocked.

The same scene happened again, and when the feeling of fine feathers sweeping through appeared, Feng Qingyu's thoughts and eyes came together.

But the place where the fingertips rested was empty, not even the slightest fluctuation was left.

"What exactly is this!"

She was already extremely horrified, but Feng Qingyu's gaze became extremely solemn.

At this moment, where the front half of her right index finger touches the thing, the skin has become loose and brittle, and the color has become extremely dark, just like the fingers of an ordinary seventy or eighty-year-old woman moved to her hand, so

Look how awkward and weird it is.

"It's only been like this four times..."

I was extremely worried, but I didn't show any signs of panic.

Since neither her eyes nor her mind could capture the movement of that thing, it was impossible to say that she really had to use some real skills.

As the thought rose, ripples began to appear in a space of a hundred feet with Feng Qingyu as the center.

However, in the moment of breathing, an invisible barrier has completely blocked this space.

While isolating this space, Feng Qingyu's spiritual thoughts have merged with the invisible barrier.

The moment Feng Qingyu's spiritual thoughts merged into the barrier layer, the entire space seemed to be completely different.

The Dao threads that were previously suspended in the air seemed to be peeled off, and they became extremely clear one by one.

Nodding with great satisfaction, Feng Qingyu moved to her previous position again.

Being in this space, her various abilities are also infinitely magnified.

Things that cannot be done outside can be easily done in this space.

Such as those Taoist threads.
Chapter completed!