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[Volume 3: Nangong Feiyu] Chapter 8: Entanglement of love

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Chapter 8: Entanglement of love

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Under normal circumstances, cultivators use spiritual energy to temper their physical body, which is common knowledge that everyone knows.

But no one has ever thought of using the metamagnetic energy to temper the body.

The reasons are, first, the metamagneto-optical energy is very rare and uncontrollable, and second, no one has ever tried it, so no one dares to take risks easily.

Yitian has a divine constitution and can integrate all matter, which is different from anyone else. Therefore, after he came to this conclusion, he immediately started to act without any hesitation.

The so-called one law is connected, all laws are connected.

Yitian has never been exposed to the way of refining weapons in the past, and he does not know the secret.

Now that I have mastered the principle of refining weapons, I find that it is actually similar to the general practice techniques, except that the object of tempering has changed from itself to magic weapons, and the basic principles are the same, and the difference is only the details.

Yitian has an amazing frequency of consciousness oscillation, which means he has amazing ability to comprehend.

At this moment, Yitian was secretly adjusting his physical state, dominated by thoughts, controlling the metamagnetic energy in the brain, and first splitting out a very small part, which is safer and more reliable and easier to control.

Of course, there is another important reason, that is, it is not easy to be noticed.

Yitian didn't want to arouse Yuan Yimeng's alertness and expose his identity.

Time passed in silence, and the day broke out, and a trace of expectation appeared in Yuan Yimeng's eyes, while Yitian behind her had a light of excitement.

After a period of attempts, Yitian found that he had succeeded. He used the method of refining weapons and used the energy of the genus magneto-optical energy to temper himself. This method is really wonderful.

The primordial magneto-optical energy is a magical power with special frequency and certain consciousness. It is an important element in refining immortal and spiritual weapons.

Usually, when Taoist masters refining weapons, they will absorb a certain amount of primordial magneto-optical energy from the rich and low ground ore through the form of a formation, and integrate it into the magic weapon, so that the magic weapon can be spiritual or transformed into a fairy spirit.

Yitian's consciousness oscillation level is amazing. He can communicate directly with the primordial magneto-optical energy, thereby creating communication, forming a master-slave relationship, and naturally direct the primordial magneto-optical energy from the brain space to the inside of the body.

During this process, Yitian discovered that his ability to absorb the genus magneto-optical energy is particularly strong, which is probably closely related to his divine physique.

In the process of absorbing the genus magneto-optical energy in the body, Yitian discovered that the genus magneto-optical energy exists in liquid form. After being absorbed by Yitian's body, it will automatically convert into gaseous states, producing a dilution process, thereby releasing a large amount of energy, which is the genus force.

This kind of elemental force has an extremely obvious attribute, that is, the magnetism of metal, and a certain polymerization reaction will occur between the elemental force of other attributes.

This magnetic element of metal is extremely sensitive to all metal objects and can sense nearby metal substances.

Even if it is an immortal sword, as long as it is made of metal, it cannot escape the induction range of this magnetic element.

Moreover, magnetic elemental power can also interfere with spiritual weapons, immortal weapons, and even magical tools made of all metal matter.

The amount of interference depends on the cultivation level of Yitian and is closely related to the amount of magnetic energy in his body.

Yitian has all understood these things. In the process of using the metamagnetic energy to heal injuries, he tried to merge with the Wanxiang Wuji, and the result was completely feasible.

In the early morning, the melodious bird songs were particularly clear.

While quietly healing his wounds, Yitian paid attention to Yuan Yimeng's reaction. In less than half an hour, Yitian found that his injuries were recovering quickly, and his cultivation strength was also rising, and he soon recovered the strength of a high-level martial emperor.

According to Yitian, his strength at this moment should be similar to that of Yun Haoyang during his lifetime.

Xu Changshou is a master of Xuanhuang, while Yun Haoyang's cultivation is slightly inferior and is within the scope of a high-level martial emperor.

At this time, Yuan Yimeng's steps moved lightly, attracting Yitian's attention.

"Miss……"

Yuan Yimeng waved her hand to stop Yitian's inquiry, walked out of the shade of the tree, and looked at the Wangqing Cliff opposite with complicated eyes. At some point, there was an extra figure there, which Yitian had never noticed.

The mountain where Yitian and Yuan Yimeng are located at this moment are exactly opposite to Wangqing Peak, which is about several miles apart and can fly directly over.

On the cliff of Forgetful Love, a green figure stands in the wind, with white hair flying in the wind, as if staring at it, giving people a feeling of vicissitudes, sadness, loneliness and loneliness.

Yitian looked at the figure, his eyes changed from initial surprise to later regret, and an indescribable pain appeared in his heart, as if he was sighing for someone.

Yuan Yimeng was speechless, with a slightly cool and sad aura all over her body, her eyes fluctuated from time to time, but there was no obvious reaction.

At the beginning of the Chen hour, a group of big birds flew from a distance. Four of them were sitting on their backs, between eight and twelve years old, wearing uniform clothes. They soon drove to Wangqing Peak, flying around Wangqing Cliff, making tender laughter.

Four children, two boys and two girls, and after flying around the Forgetful Cliff for a few times, a girl suddenly pointed to the air not far away and shouted: "Look, come, it's time every day, regardless of rain or shine."

Yitian looked in the direction the girl pointed and found that in the air about three hundred feet away from Wangqing Cliff, there was a snow-white figure, white dress, white hair, and flowing white hair, giving people a strange feeling.

Looking closely, it was a woman in white with a very beautiful appearance. She looked at most twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but she had white hair and a sad expression.

In the morning breeze, a woman in white fluttered in the wind, looking at the blue figure on Wangqing Cliff with obsession, silent but giving people a sad and beautiful feeling.

Looking at the blue figure of Yitian Dynasty, I saw that it was a handsome man in his thirties, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and a beautiful spirit as jade as a man.

This man was wearing a blue shirt and had experienced countless winds and rains. His head was covered with white hair and looked like a trace of time. His eyes were old and tidy, like a dying person.

At this moment, the man in blue shirt and white hair was staring at the woman in white in front of him. The two looked at each other, but Yitian felt very strange. He did not have the joy of being in love, but was filled with sadness, helplessness, and bitterness.

The woman in white looked obsessed, but the man in blue was sighing.

At this time, another girl on the bird's back suddenly spoke, and her tender voice and meaningful songs shocked Yitian's heart.

"You have not been born, but I have been born, but I have been born, but I have been born, but I have been born too old."

A boy then sang: "You are born before you have been born, but I am old. I wish you were born at the same time, and I will be happy with you every day."

The first girl who spoke smiled and said, "I have not been born, but I am old. I am away from you, and I am far away from you, and I am far away from you, and I am far away from you."

Another boy sang: "I have not been born, but I am old. I have turned into butterflies to look for flowers, and live in fragrant grass every night."

The four children sang alternately, performing a sad love story, making Yitian feel sad.

Thinking about it carefully, I have not been born, I have been born, I have been born, I have been born, I have been born, I have been born, I have been born too late.

Isn’t the hatred here also love?

The time difference between time is destined to be a lot of sadness.

The same is true for love. Time can make people forget, be forgotten, and have to make people forget.

Who can resist the destruction and torture of time?

In the air, the woman in white looked sad and murmured quietly: "A thousand years have been waiting, time is like a song, and her face is white and white, where does her love go?"

On the cliff of Wangqing, the man in the blue-shirt's eyes trembled and said bitterly: "Blue-haired beauty, white-haired old man, love is a sin, why bother with me?"

The woman in white looked sad and asked, "You really would rather spend your whole life with me than say you love me in person?"

The man in blue smiled lonely and sighed: "On the cliff of Forgetful Love, the worldly relationship is like a dream, why are you attached to it?"

The woman in white smiled and said, "Because of you, I embarked on the road of cultivation; because of you, I gave up my honor and disgrace for a lifetime. Because of you, I have been here for thousands of years; because of you, my sister-in-law is still alone..."

The man in the blue shirt looked moved, Yuan Yimeng's eyes were bitter, Yitian was in a complicated mood, and this white-haired couple made him feel touched.

Thousand years of love are waiting to be spent, which is undoubtedly great but also painful.

Yitian was very confused. Is this love so deep, but is it worth it?

If you change yourself, how will you choose?

Should we continue to stalemate, or would we precious the few remaining time?

Thinking of this, Yitian thought of Kongkongge.

Love is empty, love is empty, obsessed with a happy moment as the wind.

Is this true?

Isn’t this love that has not changed for thousands of years of love for this white-haired couple the most favorable rebuttal?

The wind blew gently, and the children on the birds were riding in the birds.

Yuan Yimeng and Yitian stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the couple on the top of the mountain opposite, and this scene seemed to be interpreting something.

It seemed that he had discovered the existence of Yitian and Yuan Yimeng. The man in blue turned his head and looked at the two of them. His expression was not excited, but his eyes changed.

Yuan Yimeng nodded slightly at the man in green, then flashed and appeared beside the woman in white, saying, "Yimeng greets uncle."

The woman in white looked at Yuan Yimeng with an initial indifferent look, but then she became softer, put away the sadness on her face, and said indifferently: "Why did you come here?"

Yuan Yimeng smiled and said, "At noon today, I will make an appointment with Luo Yujiao to Tianyi Peak."

The woman in white had a slight eye movement and she said in surprise: "Luo Yujiao?"

The eyes turned, and the woman in white glanced at the man in blue and found that he was also confused.

The man in green clothes looked at Yuan Yimeng and asked, "What are you doing when you make an appointment?"

Yuan Yimeng said calmly: "It's nothing, it's just a reminiscence and visit my uncle."

The man in blue frowned and said, "Reminiscing the past? Yujiao has a very strong personality and is always conceited. I'm afraid that between her and you, it's not just about reminiscing the past."

Yuan Yimeng refused to say anything and said to the woman in white: "If you have time, you might as well go back and sit down. The master has always missed her."

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