The Taiyin Light Bridge spans trillions of miles across the world, connecting the moon and the green spirit.

Qing Ling smiled at the stars in the sky and walked straight on the bridge.

While walking, there are stars, shooting stars, various astronomical wonders, and giant stars.

Qing Ling walked onto the Light Bridge. This bridge was built with millions of years of hard work, accumulated endless moonlight, and was created when the universe first saw the lunar moonlight.

At the other end of the bridge, there are two beauties standing.

She has a graceful and charming figure, but her brows are cold and indifferent. Her appearance can make the sun and the moon dim, and everything else lose their focus.

Even Qing Ling was stunned for a long time.

The other one is also a stunningly beautiful woman, but standing next to her, she feels normal. However, this one exudes the majesty of a god, and her cultivation level is that of a powerful person in the world.

"Chang'e, Chang Xi has met Taoist friend."

Qing Ling came back to her senses, raised her hands and said with a smile: "I've seen you two, I'm Qing Ling."

Among the two names, the beauty who captivated the country should be Chang'e, and the other one was Chang Xi.

Chang Xi stepped forward and said, "What are you doing here?"

Qing Ling said: "I want the great road of time."

"The Avenue of Time?" Chang'e sneered and remained silent.

Just her sneer made Qing Ling lose her sight for a moment.

Chang Xi snorted coldly and said: "Since you are seeking time, just follow me."

When Chang'e heard this, she couldn't help but remind her: "Sister, Mr. Xing's words are just to teach you a method, just send him away."

Chang Xi waved her hand and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, if he can get it, it will be a chance. If he can't get it, it will be a danger.

You come with me."

Qing Ling cupped her hands in thanks and followed Chang Xi away.

But as soon as he entered Taiyin, he felt a chill in his soul, as if Yin Qi was surging from the bottom of his heart.

The lunar energy here has become so strong that it is terrifying, and the soul is suffering from the coldness of the lunar eclipse all the time.

Moreover, this kind of coldness is irresistible and acts directly on the soul.

But Qing Ling has experienced millions of years of Taiyin's cold invading her heart, and she has long been able to endure this level of coldness.

Chang Xi and Chang E took him all the way to the depths of the lunar calendar. They walked for an unknown amount of time. They were silent, cold, dry, and lifeless all the way.

Until a sacred tree gradually appeared in their sight. This sacred tree was very ordinary, a cinnamon tree eight or nine feet in size.

There are green leaves on the tree, but there is not a single osmanthus flower or a trace of cinnamon fragrance. Chang Xi pointed at the sweet osmanthus tree and said: "If the osmanthus tree blooms, you can learn the Great Way of Time!"

"That's it?" Qing Ling asked doubtfully.

"That's it." Chang Xi nodded.

After that, he and Chang'e turned around and left.

Qing Ling was the only one left on the huge lunar star.

In the center of the Lunar Star, a majestic palace stands on the deserted surface.

Chang Xi and Chang'e walked into the main hall. Sitting at the head of the main hall was an old woman with white hair.

Chang Xi and Chang E entered the hall with a faint smile on their faces.

Chang'e said: "Xingjun, that one has been brought under the laurel tree by my sister."

The old woman nodded and said, "That's fine. This person has great perseverance, but I don't know if he has great wisdom."

Chang Xi smiled and said: "Xingjun, if I just drove him out of the Taiyin Star, wouldn't this trouble be gone?"

The old woman who was called Xingjun shook her head and chuckled: "No. Since he has a great heart, we will give him a chance.

After all, how many great powers can there be in the world, who can look up at the moon every day for more than a million years? See the moon and understand the yin every day?

With the taiyin above, wherever the moonlight shines, fellow cultivators can be sensed. He is so determined, so what if I give him a chance?"

Under the laurel, Qing Ling raised her head and looked at this top-quality innate spiritual root. Its rhizome was connected to the core of the lunar star. The lunar yin was immortal and the laurel was immortal.

It is said in later generations that Wu Gang cut the moon. If Wu Gang really existed, then the cause and effect of cutting the laurel is not something that ordinary people can afford.

The divine lines between Qing Ling's eyebrows flashed, the power of the spring god covered the laurel, and the divine power entered the laurel tree and flowed turbulently.

But I saw that the osmanthus trees were full of green, the branches and leaves were still the same, the flowers were as old, and none of them had bloomed.

He frowned and waved again, releasing the power of the wooden path and the power of prosperity in the withered avenue. An endless stream of vitality flowed into the osmanthus tree, but there was no trace of growth.

Qing Ling then used dozens of methods to induce birth, but unfortunately none of them had any effect.

He stared at Guimu for a long time, and with a heartache, he stretched out his wrist, and a bloody mouth appeared, and drops of blood fell into Guimu and merged into its body.

Drops of powerful vitality blood quickly infected the osmanthus tree, and the green leaves on the osmanthus tree moved together, and there were even traces of growth.

But it will take a long, long time before the cinnamon trees bloom.

Qing Ling frowned, stretched out his hand, and the Taiyin Light Bridge emerged, with one end grafted on the osmanthus tree and the other end hanging above Qing Ling's head.

Qing Ling's hand pulse moves, and a blood line flows into the Taiyin Light Bridge, and flows along the light bridge to the spiritual end.

The blood flows out drop by drop, and his light bridge is also transporting the blood.

The blood that passed through the Taiyin Light Bridge was contaminated with the Taiyin Light and was sucked into the osmanthus tree.

The blood color spreads on the osmanthus tree, turning into wisps of blood flowing on every branch.

As the God of Spring, Qing Ling is also a powerful person in the world of Mu Dao. His blood contains endless vitality. A drop of blood can turn death into life and save countless lives.

But for Jianmu, there is only a slight improvement.

Qing Ling estimated that if the blood transfusion continued, he might die of blood loss before the osmanthus tree bloomed.

If this essence and blood were used to water a tree, it would probably be enough to make the tree grow three-thirds stronger.

In desperation, Qing Ling reached out and touched the Taiyin Light Bridge. The light bridge arched up. This time, one end of the light bridge was placed in Guishu's body and the other end was placed in Qing Ling's Yuanshen.

The little Yuanshen stepped out and walked to the other end of the bridge step by step. Every step he took made ripples of light. The ripples were light, and they were like dust.

At the same time, Taoist Qingxuan, who was far away in the underworld, activated the derivation, and three thousand magical chains appeared around the Yuanshen villain on the Taiyin Star.

The Yuan Shen lights up the light of derivation and deduce the Taiyin.

Every time the villain Yuanshen takes a step, there is an extremely strong cold that erodes his soul body, making even his cold-resistant body almost stiff.

Halfway to the light bridge, I was freezing cold.

Qing Ling stretched out her hand and touched the back of her head, and a full moon appeared, its light silvery white and vast.

On the great road of time, light should be in front and yin should be behind. Light is time and yin is passing. As time and yin flow, light should be at the forefront!

The full moon behind the head of Qingling Yuanshen is made of his moon heart. It radiates bright light under the extreme cold, dispelling the ice and cold, and steps into the laurel tree.

The entire lunar star trembled, and the endless lunar power gathered on the sacred tree. The sacred tree suddenly bloomed, with fragrant flowers and the divine light of the laurel.

When each little laurel flower blooms, a ray of silvery white light flies out. It is not as good as the void and does not allow time. It is the thread of time that condenses the endless years of the Taiyin Avenue!

Three thousand laurels, three thousand silk threads, three thousand years and three thousand knots.
Chapter completed!