Ji Wumeng was silent for a long time and didn't say anything again.

Maybe she was blaming herself for delaying her sister.

Fang Yi did not ask questions, but only looked at him with encouragement.

"Although there are many people who want to cure me, it's a pity."

"Until one time, we met an old man with strong strength and superb medical skills. He told us that my spiritual sea is called Jinshi Linghai, and there is no medicine in this world that can be cured unless there is a fairy spirit pill."

"He guided us to Taixuan Sect and said that there might be a fairy spirit pill here."

"No way? Taixuan Sect has an immortal pill?" Fang Yi looked disbelieving.

Although Taixuan Sect is powerful, it is only in Qinghe Mansion, and it is nothing outside Qinghe Mansion.

Even in Qinghe Prefecture, there are three sects like Taixuan Sect.

How could there be a elixir here?

Ji Wumeng smiled faintly and said, "Actually, I don't believe it either, but my sister believes it. My sister said that since that person can recognize my spiritual sea, it is definitely not aimless."

Fang Yi nodded, feeling that this was reasonable.

"After that, my sister took me and Ajiu and I to Taixuan Sect not far away."

"You probably know what happened next. My sister showed a talent far beyond everyone. Within a year, she practiced the Nine-level Tide Art to perfection. In the next half year, she understood the Ten-level Tide Art again."

Fang Yi nodded.

Ji Wuxian is known as the proud daughter of Taixuan Sect, breaking the fastest cultivation record since the establishment of Taixuan Sect, how could he not know?

"Then have you found the whereabouts of the Immortal Pill?"

Out of Fang Yi's expectations, Ji Wumeng actually nodded.

"After my sister became an inner disciple, she learned a legend of Taixuan Sect. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

"Legend?" Fang Yi shook his head, as if there was no legend related to the immortal pill.

"It is said that Taixuan Immortal Lord, the founder of Taixuan Sect, is a real immortal. He sealed everything he had in a palace, that is Taixuan Palace, and there is no shortage of immortal spirit pills inside."

"But no one knows where Taixuan Palace is. Legend has it that if you want to open Taixuan Palace, you must comprehend the twelve levels of tide techniques."

"Taixuan Palace! Twelve levels of tide techniques!" Fang Yi was suddenly shocked.

The bright moon in my body was obtained from the third stone carving. Could it be that the bright moon in the spiritual sea is the twelve levels of tide techniques?

Fang Yi has always known that the spiritual sea changes, and the bright moon appears inexplicably, but he never thought that he might have comprehended the twelve levels of the tide technique. After all, he was the first level of the spiritual sea at that time.

Until now, I heard Ji Wumeng talk about it and then think about the behavior of the ancestor Qingshan.

I couldn't figure it out before, but now I understand it instantly.

The Qingshan Ancestor was obviously also for the legendary Taixuan Palace.

But how did he know that someone has mastered the twelve levels of the Tides?

Also, since I have understood the twelve levels of the Tides, why did I not sense the existence of Taixuan Palace?

Is the legend fake? Or is it that your cultivation level is not enough, so you have to practice the twelve-level tide technique to perfection?

Fang Yi still had many doubts in his heart.

But he began to believe that legend because of the bright moon in his spiritual sea.

Such a magical bright moon and such a mysterious tide technique, behind it must be not simple.

"Do you believe this legend?" Fang Yi thought about it and asked.

Ji Wumeng smiled bitterly, "Does it matter whether you believe it or not? Since the founding of Taixuan Sect, no one has been able to understand the twelve levels of tide techniques for thousands of years."

"Don't you believe that your sister can comprehend the twelve levels of tide techniques?" Fang Yi asked.

"No, I believe very much. If it does exist, I believe that my sister will understand it sooner or later. I am afraid that it will not exist at all, and my sister will spend her whole life for this non-existent thing."

Ji Wumeng's expression seemed very painful, obviously she was afraid of delaying her sister.

No one has been able to comprehend the twelve levels of the tide technique for thousands of years, even if it is the eleventh level, what does this mean?

It means that there has been no peerless genius for thousands of years?

Maybe! The bigger possibility is that the twelve levels of tide techniques do not exist at all.

"Sometimes I have thought about dying, and I don't want to drag my sister down any more."

Ji Wumeng breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly, she didn't seem to be afraid of death.

"You can't die. If you die, do you think your sister will survive?"

Fang Yi was very sure that from this story alone, he knew that Ji Wumeng was everything about Ji Wuxian, and all her efforts were for Ji Wumeng.

"Yes, so I've been alive."

Ji Wumeng nodded, obviously she also understood all this.

"But one day I will leave, and I feel that this day is getting closer and closer. I will feel very tired if I take a few more steps now."

"Maybe you don't believe it. Actually, I am not worried about myself. Death is not scary at all for me, but rather a kind of relief. But I am really worried about my sister. What will happen to her if I leave?"

Ji Wumeng's appearance was very helpless, which made Fang Yi feel a little heartbroken when he looked at him.

This pair of sisters regard each other as more important than themselves, what kind of relationship is this?

"No, I believe it." Fang Yi affirmed.

"And I also believe that the legend is that Taixuan Palace must exist, and there must be a elixir to heal you."

"Why?" Ji Wumeng said inexplicably.

At this moment, Ajiu ran over with great excitement, and his whole body seemed extremely excited.

"Miss Second, good news, Miss, she has mastered the eleventh level of tide technique."

"What?" Ji Wumeng stood up suddenly, her whole body trembling slightly.

Fang Yi was also shocked. Ji Wuxian's talent is simply a bunker.

In the entire Taixuan Sect, there are no futures, but at least it is unprecedented.

The eleventh level of the Tide Art, which has never been understood by Taixuan Sect for thousands of years since its establishment, and Ji Wuxian is the first person in Taixuan Sect.

"Do you believe that legend now?"

Fang Yi smiled, and he was sincerely happy for the sisters.

Although there is still the last level, they must be full of confidence at this moment.

"Since the eleventh level of the Tide Art exists, the twelve level must also exist. Take good care of yourself, believe in yourself, and believe in your sister, and you will recover one day."

"And I believe this day will not be too far away."

Fang Yi seemed to be cheering Ji Wumeng, and also seemed to be cheering himself up.

If the bright moon in the spiritual sea is really the twelve tide technique, then is there another bright moon on the third stone carving?

Fang Yi didn't know that he was very scared, afraid that the twelve levels of tide techniques were the only ones.

If this is the case, the burden of saving the sisters will be on him.

He is willing to help the pair, no matter how much he gives.

What he was afraid of was that he could not help the sisters.

What if you can't sense Taixuan Palace?

What if Taixuan Palace is fake?

What if there is no elixir in Taixuan Palace?

He couldn't imagine that if this was the case, would he watch them die?
Chapter completed!