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Chapter 4684 Silk Thread

In Qianlong Bay, Qin Fengming's flying speed is only as fast as that of a foundation-building monk. At this speed, there is no need to worry about triggering the restriction.

Although long-term rapid flight is not possible here, it does not prohibit monks from fighting.

Flying above the vast sea, Qin Fengming tried his best to avoid the small islands on the path.

These small islands scattered in Qianlong Bay are like chess pieces inlaid on a chessboard, making the huge Qianlong Bay form a mysterious and strange array.

Although Qin Fengming did not stop on these small islands, which were only tens to hundreds of feet in size, he could already tell from the aura on the small islands that these small islands were formation nodes.

This formation node is not the base of the formation that covers Qianlong Bay, it is just a strange place where the energy of the formation gathers.

Although these islands are not large, their edges are uneven and there is no trace of artificial repair. Based on Qin Fengming's judgment, these islands should be naturally formed.

Based on a naturally formed archipelago, he arranged an extremely mysterious magic circle. Such a method made Qin Fengming extremely admired. At least with his ability at this time, he would never be able to do such a heaven-defying method.

You must know that there are not just a dozen or twenty islands here, but hundreds or even thousands.

With Qin Fengming's attainments and knowledge in formations, he did not think that a being at the level of the Nether Slayer Saint could lay out such a magnificent formation.

If his judgment was correct, this place of Qianlong Bay should have been arranged by powerful beings in the Miluo Realm.

This also confirms what Qingyi said, that this Demon Realm continent fell from the place where the Miluo Realm was derived.

At this moment, he naturally has no intention of exploring the magic circle here. No matter how this mysterious magic circle exists here, he only needs to follow Qingbo's method and find the Dao Condensation Essence, and it will be a worthwhile trip.

Although the vitality here is strong and there may be a Dao aura, it is not very attractive to Qin Fengming.

In such a retreat, even if he could successfully advance to the realm of the Mysterious Spirit, it would probably take him thousands or even tens of thousands of years before he could touch the laws of heaven and earth and unleash a catastrophe.

Spending thousands of years in seclusion in one place was too much of a gain for Qin Fengming.

After such a long time, he can look for opportunities to advance.

Being able to advance from a place in the human world with few cultivation resources to the realm of Tao aggregation is precisely because Qin Fengming did not practice in seclusion step by step, but was willing to risk death and wander through many strange and dangerous places in search of a glimmer of progress.

A matter of chance.

His body flew away, and Qin Fengming's consciousness was fully released. Even Fang Liang and the second soul in the Shenji Mansion were also concentrating on the surroundings at this moment.

Naturally, they knew that this place was dangerous, and if one did not do well, the result would be death.

"Hey, the fog here seems to be different." While flying, Qin Fengming suddenly stopped, his eyes were cold, and he quickly looked around.

It's so foggy here that you can only see a few hundred feet away.

The land in front of me was no different from other places around it. The sky was filled with mist, the vitality was dense, and the sea water beneath my feet was surging. Although there were no huge waves, the waves surged one after another, hitting the surrounding islands and making a rumbling sound.

Qin Fengming's eyes flashed with blue light, and his brows were slightly wrinkled.

Under his full spiritual vision, he suddenly discovered that in the mist around him at this moment, there were some thin and transparent threads that were difficult to see with the naked eye and imperceptible with the consciousness, slowly floating.

These threads are so tiny that even the fine hairs on the body are several times thicker and only a few inches long.

It is completely transparent, even if it is floating in front of the eyes, if Qin Fengming had not advanced the Lingqing Divine Eye again, and occasionally used the Lingqing Divine Eye with all his strength regardless of the loss of mana, he would not be able to see the existence of these threads.

The reason why Qin Fengming suddenly discovered these transparent and thin threads was probably because there happened to be a thread that drifted past two feet in front of him when he was using his Lingqing Divine Eyes with all his strength.

Even so, when he used his divine eyes with all his strength, he could only see an extremely illusory shadow thread.

There is not a trace of energy fluctuations on this strange and slender thread. His powerful consciousness, which is comparable to the peak of Xuanling, cannot detect the slightest energy aura, and it is obviously not a thing of heaven and earth energy.

There were not many silk threads. After careful identification, only a few silk threads were found floating within a few tens of feet around him.

What these threads were made Qin Fengming very interested.

He likes to dabble in some strange things. The transparent threads here obviously have no offensive power, nor are they the energy condensed in the magic circle here. But why these threads appear here, Qin Fengming is confused, and immediately

This intensified his desire to find out more.

He raised his right hand and slowly grabbed a silk thread floating in front of him.

He did not use magic power. When he stretched out his palm, there was not a trace of energy fluctuations. Even the mist around him did not waver at all.

But what surprised Qin Fengming was that just when his palm was about to touch it, the slowly floating thin thread suddenly burst like a bubble and disappeared on the spot.

My palm passed by, but I didn't feel the slightest breath.

"This transparent and difficult-to-observe silk thread is definitely not an ordinary thing..." Upon seeing this scene, Qin Fengming couldn't help but exhale softly.

Even if it is a wisp of gas, if it suddenly disperses, something strange will inevitably be revealed.

But the slender transparent silk thread shattered and disappeared in front of Qin Fengming, without a trace.

Here, just a few dozen miles away from Qianlong Bay, the surrounding fog showed no psychedelic effect. Qin Fengming stopped in it, and his sense of direction was still clear.

"Are these transparent threads floating in the mist related to the secrets of heaven and earth?"

With his eyes flashing blue, Qin Fengming stared at the transparent threads floating in the air in front of him, his brows furrowed. After a moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and a word suddenly appeared in his mind.

Qianlong Bay is said to be the place where a drop of the blood and sweat of Emperor Pansheng dripped.

Emperor Pansheng was originally a supreme being nurtured by heaven and earth. The laws of the Great Dao were nurtured in his body, and the mysteries of heaven and earth surrounded him, nourished by his flesh and blood.

If this place is really the place where the blood and sweat of Emperor Pansheng dripped, the profound meaning of the great path contained in that drop of blood and sweat will naturally surround and diffuse this place forever.

Even the existence of the Mahayana does not know the specific existence of the profound meaning of the Great Way and in what way it exists.

Qingyi may be aware of the secrets of the great avenue here, but he did not tell Qin Fengming because he was convinced that Qin Fengming could not sense the existence of these transparent threads.

No matter what, Qin Fengming needed to verify what the silk threads in front of him were.

With a flash of his body, Qin Fengming's figure immediately flew rapidly on the spot. As his figure flashed, a series of spiritual patterns flashed out from his rapidly dancing hands.

More than half an hour later, a huge wall of dozens of feet suddenly appeared on the spot with a buzzing sound.

"Take it!" A curse was uttered, and runes of runes flashed out and disappeared into the huge wall.

Following the exit of the word 'shut', the huge wall suddenly began to shrink and quickly gathered towards the center.


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