"Little girl, don't drag me down..." Zi Bao's voice gradually faded away, as if it was getting further and further away from him.
Qing Ling didn't know what kind of situation she was in now. There was darkness in front of her eyes. Her mental power, which had always been comparable to her eyes, had become completely insensible. She couldn't use any of it at all. The true energy in her body seemed to be sealed, and she couldn't use it at all.
At this moment, she seemed to have become an ordinary person without any power.
Being used to squandering her power, she felt secretly afraid for a moment, and for some reason she couldn't even control it.
Gradually, she seemed to understand the situation at this time. The reason why she could not feel the true energy in her body was because she was in the state of soul at this time. When her mental power was pulled by the previous suction, her soul was even taken with it.
It was also sucked in.
This place... must be in the ice jade. The interior of the white ice jade is actually pitch black.
How to get out of here?
This issue has become the most important thing for Qingling at the moment.
There was no way to calculate the passage of time in the darkness, and Qing Ling didn't know how long it had passed. She always felt like she had been trapped here for a long time. But nothing changed in the darkness.
"It would be nice if there was some light..." As soon as the thought came to mind, the dark space turned into a bright light. The light in the huge white space was dazzling, forming a strong contrast with the previous darkness.
Is this... a change caused by my own thoughts?
If you want light, then make it bright here...
"It would be nice if some plants can grow vigorously." It was just a tentative thought. In an instant, the white space was filled with greenery and countless plants were growing. She actually did what she wanted.
.
This is a magical space, Qing Ling is sure. And this space may just be an illusion.
"I want to see the blue sky, white clouds, and birds," Qing Ling said slowly, and the physical objects she mentioned were instantly transformed by this space.
"I want many, many high-end elixir recipes."
It is not easy for alchemists to obtain high-level elixir prescriptions. The reason why Qingling was able to refine seventh-grade elixirs was because of the prescriptions in the alchemy booklet that the head of the Holy Alchemy Sect took out when she left the Eastern Continent.
And the few thin title pages don't record much at all. Except for some prescriptions for third-, fourth-, fifth-, and sixth-grade elixirs, there are only a few prescriptions for seventh-grade elixirs. As for eighth-grade elixirs,
There is no prescription for the eighth-grade elixir at all. If there are alchemists who can refine the eighth-grade elixir, they are a rare number that can be counted on one hand in the entire world of cultivation.
'Whoa -' As soon as I opened my mouth, pieces of paper glowing with golden light were floating in the air in front of me. Listed on the golden papers were prescriptions for sixth-grade and seventh-grade elixirs, and there were even eighth-grade elixirs among them.
prescriptions exist.
Are these all true? If it was a joke made by the illusion on him, then the elixir refined by Qingling after taking note of these prescriptions may be useless.
She was not sure whether it was true or false, but she still recorded these prescriptions in her mind one by one. With the thought of just in case, she could not let go of the good thing that might be real in front of her.
"I want-I want to get out of here!"
‘Swish—’ The whole space changed. The blue sky, green trees, white clouds, and birds all turned into smoke and dissipated, and the bright space changed instantly.
This is the interior of a majestic palace. Everything in the entire palace is made of ice jade. The length, width and height are less than a hundred meters. The palace is not big, but it is exquisite, beautiful and ingenious.
There is a huge throne about five meters wide and ten meters high on the dozens of steps at the highest point of the palace. The throne is also made of ice jade. It is completely white and has no complicated patterns. It is just the shape of a throne. It is simple, generous and intuitive.
, yet without losing its majesty.
‘Huh—’ On the throne in the closed Ice Jade Palace, an illusory figure suddenly appeared. From a distance, it almost solidified, but it was still clear at a glance that it was just a phantom.
The middle-aged man in his thirties or forties has a short beard. He can't help but give people a sense of oppression instead of being rough. The mere presence of a shadow can make Qingling feel oppressed.
If she saw a real person, Qing Ling could predict how powerful he would be.
"Who are you?"
It wasn't Qing Ling's defense, but Xu Ying's intention to question Qing Ling.
As soon as the voice came out, there was some ethereal and illusory sight and sound, and a sense of powerlessness appeared, making Qingling unable to control her honest answer.
"My name is Qing Ling, and I am the daughter of the head of Qingyu Mountain..."
Fortunately, this answer did not reveal any other information, which made Qingling sigh in relief.
"Qingyu Mountain?" This sect is obviously a name that Xuying is not familiar with. Xuying's face, which he has never heard of before, calms down a little intuitively.
There are other reasons why he wants to ask Qing Ling's identity. If the person who enters this place is his enemy, then he will not let that person leave even if he leaves a mental imprint.