798 Chapter 798: The Coming of the Three Ancestors (1/2)
Xiao Dun has become completely obsessed with practicing, practicing in the spirit pool of the Bai Ling Realm, it is a kind of enjoyment, I feel my cultivation constantly rising, it feels really wonderful.
Not only Xiao Dun, but also Xiao Sheng at this time. In order to help Xiao Dun before, Xiao Sheng's power was indeed consumed, but at this time, under the warmth of this pure spirit, it is constantly recovering.
Although this pool is far less than the Heavenly Spirit Pool, and has little fundamental effect on Xiao Sheng's wrecked soul, it still has some utility in terms of moderating and compensating energy.
It was also when Xiao Dun practiced in the Bai Ling Realm, the outside world was as usual. At this time, she was in the Qin Shui Soft of Heavenly Holy Sect. After returning from the Bai Ling Realm, she was also respected by her teacher. Heavenly Holy Ancestress Ancestor Binglian Ancient Saint brought to a practice secret of Heavenly Holy Sect, within the frost cold realm.
As an ice god, the refreshing of Qin Shui in the ice frost cold realm can be called a tiger, because for special reasons, the spiritual energy within the ice frost cold realm is filled with the ultimate ice cold atmosphere.
This kind of spirituality, for ordinary martial arts, is almost as poisonous as being, let alone refining, that a little inadvertently letting a little spirituality into your body can make you feel cold and bitter.
However, it is such a place that no one else can avoid, but at this time it seems to be a cultivation sanctuary created specifically for Qin Shui Soft.
In this frozen cold world, Qin Shui is so soft as fish to get water, and it is also rapidly climbing.
It has to be said that people with special physical qualities deserve to be called the proud sons of heaven, because they have a unique advantage over others.
Not only Qin Shui Soft, but everyone else in Tianchen mainland is desperately practicing. The ten great pride kings of the past, one of them has also made great strides.
Though many of them may not be as advanced as the dust, there was a qualitative change compared to when they first arrived on the Tianhe continent.
Time passes slowly, and a year passes between the eyes, as is the case in the world of the martial arts. In the eyes of ordinary people, a year can be long, but in the eyes of the martial arts, a face of time is equivalent to a white fighter turning around and passing away.
One year is nothing compared to the long life of a martial artist.
Nothing happened in the course of the year, as usual, but beneath this seemingly calm surface, there was actually a dark flow.
No one would have thought that, just under such calm, a month later, a protracted war was about to break out that shook the Sky River continent, a protracted war that shook those saints in their seats.
After January, Yin Sacred Sect, this morning is no different than usual, and Yin Sacred Sect disciples are practicing daily as usual.
But just under this seemingly ordinary morning, in the blink of an eye, there was a terrible downpour from the sky over the sacred sect.
This powerful and powerful disciple of the Yin Holy Sect has no power of resistance at all, let alone them. In the face of this pressure, the Yin Holy Sect Saints are all perspiring.
With the advent of this repression, soon a figure appeared in the sky, all of them saints of the Sacred Sect, but at this time, as saints of the world, their faces were overwhelmingly concentrated and even more intolerable to mutter to themselves.
“This is...”