The photo-taking stone was instantly ground into powder by the breath coming from the river of life and death, and the live broadcast room suddenly went dark.
【What's going on? Why can't I see anything?】
[I can’t see Sang Luo over there either!]
[No, I have to see, all my savings for half a year are on Sang Luo, help me!]
[You damn Chu Yanshu, what the hell are you doing!]
[Why do you let Sang Luo sleep? She must be number one! Let her get up and let me, Goddess Sang, start my career!]
[Help! I actually got stuck in my brain and suppressed Chu Yanshu! Am I crazy?!]
[Hahahahaha, fortunately, I am betting on Song Qingyun, it doesn’t matter if Sang Luo goes to sleep, Lin Qinghan and Yun He are lost, I will definitely win this time, hahahaha!]
[No, no! Where are the people from Xuanyuan Sect, hurry up and repair the image stone!]
Here, the elders of the seven sects also frowned.
"What was that just now, soul power?"
"Why did Xuanyuan Sect accept a direct disciple of the Soul Cultivation Dao?"
Elder Yuming turned around to look for Su Changluo, but found that no one was around.
He searched for a long time, but in the end he only saw Shang Shixu standing next to him with an indifferent expression.
He remembered that such a young man was a disciple of the Xuanyuan Sect who was in great power thirty years ago, but he gave up halfway through his cultivation and had not heard from him in the past few years.
"Where is your uncle?"
Elder Yuming asked about the timing.
Shang Shixu shook his head indifferently,
"have no idea."
He also wanted to know where he had gone.
I just ran out in a hurry and threw him here who had just come down the mountain, asking him to help me keep an eye on it.
Elder Yuming looked at Shang Shixu,
"Then you should repair it."
In the first event of the competition between seven sect disciples, the screen is black. How can I fix it?
Shang Shixu was silent for a moment, walked up to the Dao Sect elder, bowed to him, and said politely,
"Please also help me take a look at the image stone."
After all, Xuanyuan Sect is still a sect that focuses on sword cultivation.
Su Changluo has gone somewhere now, and Lu Huaizhi is not here either. Except for the unreliable Luo Zhouxing, the only experts here who know how to use formations are from the Dao Sect.
Moreover, the Daozong elder is older and should know more.
Elder Huang Tian of Daozong did not refuse and began to repair the image stone.
"..."
Taoyuan Town, Xiufang.
Chu Yanshu looked at the long river. The fruit of life and death given by Immortal Master Yaochi in the sea of consciousness suddenly turned into a yin and yang fish talisman. The white fish talisman exuded a powerful spiritual energy and poured into the meridians of his body.
.
At the same time, the other half of the black fish talisman exuded a withering death intention and began to quickly corrode his spiritual platform.
The power of life and death poured into the spiritual platform at the same time. For a moment, he seemed to realize something.
The epiphany lasted only a moment, but the spiritual sea changed greatly. The spiritual platform and spiritual base were clearly distinct, and the spiritual energy and soul power in the meridians were clearly distinct.
Chu Yanshu looked at the palm of his hand, these were... two sets of cultivation systems.
From today on, he will no longer be suppressed by heaven when he cultivates his spirit.
He can... form a pill.
The sky outside the embroidery room was changing, and the young man who had just entered Suzhou looked over in this direction.
The young man is dressed in a dark black robe, with three thousand black hair half-tied and draped behind him. His face is like jade, his nose is straight, and his peach blossom eyes are full of surprise.
"The way of life and death? Strange."
The snow-like cat in his arms stretched and meowed twice.
The young man looked into the distance with a smile on his lips,