In the blue sky, the sun is scorching like fire.

The sea surface of the Immortal Sea was quiet. The sea surface that Lin Yi and the six saints fought were frozen again, and the Immortal Sea returned to death.

There was no wind in the air, and there was no sound. The sea and sky returned to the same color and turned into a blue again. The sea surface was strangely quiet and a bit terrible.

Lin Yi and Lan Yu Xianyao sat opposite each other, and both of them had entered a state of meditation. It seemed like a simple move, but the two had already handed their backs to the other party to guard them with confidence.

Lin Yi's vital energy flowed for a whole day. In just a moment, the vital energy in his body returned to its peak state.

When his spiritual consciousness entered the body, he sat and looked inside, Lin Yi found that there was no change in the meridians in his body, and the biggest change was the Dantian.

The canopy in the dantian became thicker, with lush branches and leaves, standing tall and tall, like a giant umbrella.

As Lin Yi's cultivation level improves, the energy absorbed by this canopy in his dantian is also increasing.

However, Lin Yi has ten times the time he practices with others, so he is naturally not afraid of the traces of vitality absorbed by Huagai.

He wanted to see what the limit of raising a canopy in Dantian is, and what the canopy will look like in the future.

After looking at the Huagai tree for a while, Lin Yi's spiritual sense entered his heart and began to observe the drop of holy blood that Qian Xue left in his heart.

Recalling the difficulties of climbing the last few meters of Jiubian Peak, Lin Yi was still afraid of the heart-wrenching pain and the almost desperate ordeal. If it weren't for the last moment, Qianxue's drop of holy blood burst into pieces and formed a protective film on the inner wall of his heart. Maybe he could no longer bear the pain and fell off the cliff regretfully.

At this time, Qianxue's drop of holy blood turned into a dark gold blood line again, quietly attached to Lin Yi's heart inner wall, motionless, as if he was trapped in dormant.

Lin Yi observed for a while, but did not disturb the dark gold bloodline, and then entered the rosette space.

With Lin Yi's realm improving, the area of ​​the lotus seat space has expanded a lot.

The narrow space where the White Dragon Horse once lived has now become a fertile grassland.

The grass is as green as the dew, and the flowers are decorated. At first glance, this grassland looks like a beautiful green blanket.

The team of the White Dragon Horse has also grown rapidly. In just one year, the original twelve horses have already become nearly fifty horses.

The twelve white dragon foals in the space have been eaten for a long time and the spiritual liquid in the space have been drunk.

Especially the white dragon horse that has repeatedly acted as Lin Yi's mount has now become the leader of all white dragon horses. Every move and every huffing sound of its roar makes the entire white dragon horse team look up and look sideways.

The wisteria is green and the fruits are re-carried, and the seven-color fruit trees are also re-carved.

The black vilanga that was fertilizing the spirit of the instrument was no longer moving at this time, and it shrank in the corner without a sound, as if waiting for some kind of opportunity.

The green copper tripod is still in pieces and is not afraid of favor and disgrace. Even the divine essence of the cauldron is filled with the cauldron, it is too lazy to pay attention to it.

The vulgar dragon wrapped around the wisteria and was dozing off.

Xu Xiuzi was sitting on the stone bench in front of the hut and chatting with Lin Fu.

Chen Cuilian and Xiaogu were taking care of a white dragon horse that had just been born. This white dragon horse was accidentally kicked over to the ground by an adult white dragon horse, which immediately aroused Chen Cuilian's compassion.

So she and Xiaogu carried the white dragon foal cub into the hut, kneading and feeding the horse milk.

The leader of the White Dragon Horse who has already started his intelligence strictly ordered all the White Dragon Horses to remain docile to Chen Cuilian and must not be offended.

The leader of the White Dragon Cat saw with his own eyes that Lin Yi and Chen Cuilian and his wife had a very unusual relationship, so he naturally did not dare to let his subjects offend Chen Cuilian and his wife.

Lin Yi observed in the lotus space for a moment, but did not alarm anyone. He turned around and quietly left the lotus space, and his spiritual sense entered his body.

At this moment, Lin Yi suddenly felt a violent vibration from the ice surface. He immediately opened his eyes and stood up.

Lan Yuxian also opened her eyes, stood up and left the ice surface.

The two looked at each other, and both jumped into the sky, focusing on alert.

With a loud bang, the ice on the sea where the two of them were sitting cross-legged and meditating suddenly burst, and the ice water soared into the sky and shot out more than ten meters high.

Lin Yi frowned immediately.

The blue feather fairy's eyebrows are raised, and murderous intent appears in her beautiful eyes.

It splashed into the ice water in the air, and there was a figure, which was a human monk.

Lin Yiguan's monk was a strange face, and his cultivation level was only in the middle stage of Wuhou. He just didn't know who was dispatched to him, so he wanted to assassinate him.

However, Lin Yi soon realized that he was wrong.

As soon as the monk jumped to the sky, he fell heavily on the ice like a dehydrated fish, causing bleeding from seven orifices, and more than a dozen bones in his body were broken.

Lin Yi floated to the monk, and his keen spiritual sense swept across the monk. Lin Yi was surprised to find that the monk was dying and had only one last breath left.

After seeing Lin Yi, the monk seemed to see the last straw. He struggled to get up, but he struggled for a few times but was softly wobbly on the ground.

Lin Yi squatted down and asked, "What happened?"

The monk's eyes twitched rapidly, his face full of horror, and he murmured: "Ghost... There are ghosts under the sea..."

Before he finished speaking, the monk tilted his head and he was silent.

"There are ghosts under the sea?"

Lan Yuxian came to Lin Yi and looked at the dead cultivator, saying with a confused look on his face: "Looking at his death, it's exactly like the dozen disciples who died tragically in the Phoenix Sect before. Is there really a ghost at the bottom of the sea?"

Lin Yi did not answer Lan Yuxian's question immediately. After he used his spiritual sense to scan the corpse of the human monk again, his face became a little solemn.

Lin Yi said: "The deaths of him and Liu Shiyi and others are still different. Liu Shiyi and his three souls and seven spirits are all sucked dry, and there is still a wisp of residual soul in the cultivator's body, but it is like a candle in the wind."

"It seems that he must have encountered a very terrifying existence at the bottom of the sea. The terrifying existence wanted to suck the soul in his body, but in the end he tried his best to escape from the sea, but he was still sucked away from the two souls and seven spirits."

"After he tried his best to rush out of the sea, the last wisp of residual soul in his body could no longer hold on and eventually passed away."

When Lan Yuxian heard this, she suddenly had goose bumps all over her body.

She stumbled her tongue: "Is there really a ghost at the bottom of the sea? Only evil ghosts can suck human souls."

Lin Yi looked at her deeply, looked at the ice surface that was broken by the monk, and said deeply: "If there are demons in the world, there will be ghosts. The purpose of our human monks' cultivation is to make themselves powerful enough to be fearless of ghosts and demons. Since this Immortal Sea is the most mysterious place in the Phoenix Secret Realm, there are a few demons and monsters, it is not surprising."
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