"I just penetrated my own breath into the latitude and latitude of that moment, so what happened to me at that moment just now affected you."
"Yan Yan, you are the carrier of time and space. This big net that can cover all things in the world is tightly held in your hands. Your hands are not only the magic of time and space, but you should be the master of time and space!"
"This web of time and space crisscrossing time and space, everything included should be used by you..."
All-inclusive...
For my use...
Master of time and space...
Yan Yan closed her eyes, and her thoughts surged in her mind.
Mr. Yumei's words were like a chime hitting Yan Yan's spiritual platform.
She remembered the moment when her spiritual consciousness was unconsciously integrated into the realm of Mr. Yumei's palm, and the natural and unblocked and perceptual integration was like a drop of water slowly flowing into the sea.
Her spiritual sense was at that moment, she was shrouded in the space-time network with the intertwined eternal and latitude mixed with the breath of Mr. Yumei.
At that moment, the small world she saw was Mr. Yumei.
So, if you want to affect the things around you, do you have to connect your breath with the space-time network that is intertwined with the longitude and latitude?
Yan Yan closed her eyes and frowned slightly without any trace on the tip of her eyebrows.
Around her, a pure golden aura slowly dissipated, wrapping around her body like a thin cloud.
Connect...
But how to connect?
Yan Yan's brows became tighter and tighter, and the aura of space emitted from her body was always entangled around her, with no sign of fusion with the aura around her.
Mr. Yumei, who was sitting opposite, looked at Yan Yan's little face, who was looking for the breath, becoming increasingly ugly, and fine beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.
Mr. Yumei just sat quietly. In the small red mud stove next to him, the charcoal like red agate emitted a soft light, and the small red mud stove on it was "gurgling" and steaming.
Mr. Yumei picked up the pot and stored water in the teacup he had already seen.
At this point, the tea soup in the cup had already become as light as white water, but Mr. Yumei twisted the cup and savored it slowly bit by bit. It was like two or three brews in the cup, and everything was just right.
New sprouts.
Behind the talk with Mr. Yumei was the small building where the caravans lived and the disciples of Baiwu Palace.
When Bi Cheng came out of Shen Yuyun's room, he saw Yan Yan and Mr. Yumei sitting opposite each other under the flower tree and talking.
When he was just now going to Shen Yuyun's room, Yan Yan and Mr. Yumei were already there.
Bi Cheng knew that they must be discussing the matter of going to heaven and grief tomorrow.
Zhan Liang, Bo Chengxian and Hua Chang walked out of You Changqing's room and saw Bi Cheng standing in a daze on the second floor.
These people were obviously discussing the arrangements of the caravan and the disciples of the sect after everyone went to the sky to the island of berth tomorrow.
Seeing Bi Cheng, Zhan Liang and Bo Chengxian quickly stepped forward to salute him.
Although Bi Cheng had to be the senior brother of Baiwu Palace at the beginning, he was a little angry and jealous.
However, through the past few months of getting along, as the Baiwu Palace people understood Yan Yan and Bi Cheng's previous experiences deepened.
Including the efforts Bi Cheng made to become Yan Yan’s disciple.
As Yan Yan's apprentice, Bi Cheng once followed Yan Yan's life and death experience...
In the Baiwu Palace, even if the elders say "Senior Brother Bi Cheng" is so heartfelt, it is from the heart.
Bi Cheng used to be accused of playing tricks in public to fight for this senior brother. Now, he is embarrassed to call him like this seriously.
Not only do I get more and more harmonious with the people in the Baiwu Palace on weekdays, I also work harder to make money by doing business behind my back and practice more diligently.
But I really think that I feel the responsibility of a senior brother.
Everyone followed Bi Cheng's gaze.
Hua Chang sighed: "Tomorrow, I will be under great pressure from the owner of the island!"
Tomorrow, Bi Cheng and Shen Yuyun will go to the sky to grief Island, and Hua Chang will be arranged to stay in the inn to take charge of caravan affairs.
Zhan Liang nodded: "Yes, I came to the island to listen to the sermons at the invitation of the little pavilion master, but who would have thought that many changes had happened in just a few months? The future of Tianbei Island is uncertain, and I have to take care of us and others.
, The Sect Master is indeed under a lot of pressure."
Bi Cheng sighed: "Oh, Master, she has always been like this, and she always keeps her heaviest courage on her small body without saying a word. Master, she seems to have forgotten that she is actually a little girl.
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"Every time I see my master like this, I feel like I'm so cowardly! I'm a man...ah!"
Bi Cheng sighed heavily and turned around and entered his room.
Several other men in the corridor nodded with emotion.
Zhan Liang and the others said, "You should also part, go back and prepare early. Tomorrow, when you go to Tianbei Island, you will do your best to help the sect leader. Don't lose the reputation of the sect leader!"
"yes!"
Several people agreed in unison and went back to their rooms.
However, just a few people walked into their respective rooms...
Bi Cheng sat cross-legged by the window while stepping on the window before adjusting his breath and preparing to practice;
Zhan Liang took out several protective magic weapons from the ring and was wiping and checking;
Hua Chang opened the caravan’s account book today…
The next second, the movements of several people stopped.
Because they saw a huge golden light column in the yard soaring into the sky at almost the same time.
Almost everyone in the Yan family caravan and Baiwu Palace subconsciously turned their horrified eyes to the courtyard...
The majestic power dissipates from the light column, and the surrounding space is violently stimulated by powerful forces, rippling and pushing away like ripples, forming a substantial spatial distortion that is visible to the naked eye.
In the violently volatile space, an elliptical space twists and separates the rippling waves of space power.
"Roar--"
The tonsba suddenly ran out of the twisted space and let out a loud roar towards the light column.
In the center of the light column, the girl's skirt with red flame patterns shines between her forehead, and her light is radiant.
The beam of light was like a star that had risen into the sky, reaching the sky.
A phantom of the golden light column appeared faintly, the dragon's body was full of glare, its body was swirling, and its body turned, and it went up the sky with the light column.
At the same time, in the high void, there was a distant roar of "小小小..."
The huge column of light rushed straight upwards until it hit the invisible barrier of mountains and seas, and stopped its infinite upward force.
The moment the golden light column collided with the barrier, the shadow of the blue dragon collapsed.
In the vast barrier of mountains and seas that cannot be seen by the naked eye, from the place where the golden light beam collided violently, there were light golden waves that began to spread around.
In the end, the entire mountain and sea barrier was washed away by the diffuse light.
Where the golden light brushed, there were tiny cracks that were quietly repaired.
In the cold water land in the extreme north, some space cracks stuck by an old tortoise shell quietly closed.
The old tortoise shell was squeezed out of the space crack by the smaller crack.
The old tortoise shell fell on the frozen solid ice surface, making a crisp sound.