The next moment, Lu Qingshan's figure began to blur, was blown to pieces, and turned into flowing flowers and gradually dispersed.

Before Lu Qingshan's figure completely disappeared, Xia Daoyun just stretched out her jade-like catkin, gently "held" Lu Qingshan's hand, and looked at Lu Qingshan.

She smiled and said softly: "I'll wait for you to come back in the Eastern Region."

Finally, Lu Qingshan slowly disappeared from his feet to his waist and then to his head like dust.

At this moment, Xia Daoyun's face disappeared from Lu Qingshan's eyes.

His vision began to change rapidly, and various images flashed by like a marquee.

He saw the ebb and flow of the demonic tide in the three cities of Zhongling, two thousand sword cultivators "cutting through the waves", saw the sword immortal in white guarding the city, and also saw a sword immortal in green walking through the sea of ​​clouds.

Finally, he saw two girls full of energy practicing swordsmanship on top of Qingfeng. During a break, he looked up to the sky, as if he saw a breeze blowing by, and he began to feel happy inexplicably.

A wild land.

Lu Qingshan finally opened his eyes, sweating profusely.

He looked down and saw that two of the seven leaves of the Wandering God Flower in his hand had withered unconsciously.

Lu Qingshan touched his cheek, which was covered with sweat. He couldn't help but asked with a wry smile: "Yitian, how long has it been?"

"An hour."

Lu Qingshan slowly exhaled a breath, squeezed out a smile, looked up to the east, and murmured into the silent void: "Fortunately."

The experience this time was triggered by the strange flower in my hand, but the root cause is more complicated, or it may be two completely different lives, or it may be the sublimation of what I have learned over the years in the art of swordsmanship.

In short, with the help of the Wandering God Flower, he had just stepped into the realm of heaven and man's out-of-body wandering.

The wandering gods are "gods", simple "gods", not the "gods" of Yuanshen.

The reason why it is said to be half a foot is because it only leaves the body and does not return to consciousness.

When a god walks outside, he will gradually forget himself, lose his emotions, lose his memory, and become a true wandering god.

The further away from the physical body, the more so.

His out-of-body fugue has already traveled around the sky and reached the Eastern Region. If he delays for some more time, it is hard to say whether he can come back.

Lu Qingshan, who narrowly escaped death, gradually regained his composure.

"Wandering out of one's body is the realm of heaven and man. In this realm of heaven and man, one forgets oneself, forgets heaven and earth, and forgets all things. In the end, only the Tao in the heart is left."

"This realm is what monks dream of, where they can seek the great path."

"I have almost forgotten myself just now. If I go down further, I will forget about heaven and earth, forget about all things, and correct the state of the road."

"This flower has five leaves out of seven, and it can support me to have a longer spiritual journey, reaching the state of forgetting all things."

This kind of wandering is the true perfection of merit.

"...Although I don't know the name of this flower, it is clearly a flower of harmony, a flower of Tao." Lu Qingshan sighed.

"It's just that the longer the wandering time is, the more dangerous it will be to return to consciousness. Even if you have one experience, the next time you return to consciousness will only be more dangerous and unpredictable."

"Only after my soul breaks through the Soul Realm, goes a step further, and becomes more stable, can I dare to try further fugues."

Lu Qingshan shook his head and put away the strange flower that he called the Dao Flower and the inner demon called the Wandering God Flower.

He understood that if he used this flower next time... it would only be one situation.
Chapter completed!