"The abyss." The night cloud says quietly.
"What But Xu qianmiao couldn't calm down. He heard a exclamation.
"Otherwise, I'd better lead people to have a look. Maybe I can help." Hesitating for a moment, Xu qianmiao still said to the night cloud silence, and his tone was obviously weak.
The abyss of the moat is a forbidden area of the limitless heaven. Of course, it is also a forbidden area of the celestial continent. Even a strong man like Junshi can hardly cross it easily, and even has many crises. If Gu Fenghua is dangerous, he can only go to see if he can help. He is not sure.
"No, it's probably a chance for her. It's not good for you to go." The night cloud stillness shook to shake head, again refuse a way.
Chance? Xu qianmiao looks puzzled. He really can't think of any chance in the abyss of the moat. However, seeing that yeyunji doesn't mean to explain, he doesn't ask more questions and buries his doubts in his heart.
"You go out first. I'm going to shut up for a while and stay here." The night cloud stillness opens mouth again to those several old people say.
"Yes, young master." Several elders bow down. Xu qianmiao closes the door of the hall and looks back at the silence of the night cloud. His worry just appears on his face.
"Little Lord, you really don't want to be hurt..." Xu qianmiao asked.
Before he finished asking, he saw that the night cloud was silent, his feet softened and he fell to the ground.
No one else was there. He didn't need to cover up any more. His whole body seemed to be emptied in an instant, and his face was full of fatigue.
Xu qianmiao was surprised and rushed forward to inject the holy Qi into the meridians of night cloud silence.
Shengqi circulation again and again, night cloud silence that instant become dead gray face, this just had a bit of blood.
"Thank you very much. Let me do it myself." Ye Yunji regained some strength, sat down with his knees crossed, and began to work on his own.
After a while, nine golden beads appeared between his brows.
His cultivation has reached the level of the ninth grade! If Gu Fenghua and others were present, they would be pleasantly surprised and even could not help exhaling. But Xu qianmiao had no surprise, no excitement, in addition to the deep worry in his eyes, there was a bit of pain.
The cultivation of the young master had already reached the peak of the ninth grade of the emperor's saint. He was only one step away from the peak, but now he fell to the ninth grade of the emperor's saint. Moreover, every holy Pearl was so dim that he could hardly keep the cultivation of the ninth grade of the emperor's saint.
Maybe in the eyes of outsiders, yeyunji has a special physique. He can get twice the result with half the effort. He doesn't know how much easier it is than ordinary saints. However, he knows that the way of cultivation of the little Lord is not so easy. Every breakthrough is actually extremely dangerous and painful, even more dangerous and painful than those saints who cultivate their own saints.
At this time, the cultivation fell from the peak of the ninth grade to the ninth grade. It seems that the range is not big, but it can recover, but it has to experience more danger and pain than before.
"How could that be?" Xu qianmiao endure heartache, said to the night cloud silence.
"The Taoist body of the Holy Spirit is broken. This is a good result." The night cloud stillness says.
Just as Gu Fenghua thought, his cultivation was inferior to that of his eldest grandson when he was at the peak of Luo Cang's life. It was the secret arts of the holy dragon clan that forced the formation of the Holy Spirit Tao. It's not surprising that if someone else, once the Holy Spirit Taoist body is destroyed and seriously injured, his cultivation way will be destroyed. He just fell from the peak of the ninth grade of emperor saint to the ninth grade. His luck is really good.
"Is it worth it?" Xu qianmiao was silent for a moment and asked.