Lu Lingyou said seriously, "Yes, our sect is very poor. When I first joined the sect, my fifth senior brother told me that Master had been wearing red shorts for ten years without changing them, and that he had to break the pills into pieces before eating them. Even for us, the direct disciples, we don't have many spirit stones."

"As soon as we go out, we are ridiculed and told that we are even poorer than a small sect."

"Master often said that whether you are rich or poor depends on your ancestors. Our ancestors did not leave us a big spiritual vein. The small spiritual veins that are still being nurtured can only be used for the cultivation of our disciples. We have to bear the poverty."

Yun Piaomiao felt even more guilty.

His pretty eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and he muttered quietly, "Could it be that when I drew the Sky Thunder Talisman, I drew too much of his spiritual veins?"

Lu Lingyou pretended not to hear it and dodged Yun Piaomiao's sword with a sweep of the wind.

The magic sword hummed again, and Yun Piaomiao, who was in self-doubt, suddenly came back to his senses. He snorted coldly, saying that the little girl was quite cunning.

"You are very good at wielding the heavy sword, light and casual. You have passed the first move."

She immediately held the sword and performed the second move of the Qingmiao Sect's sword technique, a myriad of stars in the sky.

Lu Lingyou rushed forward with sword in hand.

"You have many variations, and you win by being quick. You have passed the second move as well."

Yun Piaomiao gradually let go of his hands and feet.

"The sword domain is lightless, the vast ocean covers it, and one sword has thousands of forces. The third move is also acceptable."

The next move is the fourth one, fleeting light without a trace.

Under the absolute speed, the sword light leaves no trace, but it is like wind and air. The sword domain is boundless and the sword energy is everywhere.

A look of satisfaction gradually appeared on Yun Piaomiao's face.

Although she had not yet fully comprehended the fourth move when she was in the Spirit Transformation Realm, it did not prevent her from disliking Lu Lingyou's fifth move, A Dream of Floating Life, and the sixth move, All Sounds Return to the Ruins.

"Life is just a dream, illusion and reality are intertwined, sword cuts through reincarnation, it is necessary to inject the law of time and utilize the law of space..."

"All sounds return to the wasteland, all things are extinguished, the sword is the way of heaven, the rules of heaven and earth are at your disposal..."

"What? You don't know the laws of time? The laws of heaven and earth are still unavailable to you? Listen to me..."

Yun Piaomiao's tone was becoming more and more disgusted, but the gleam in her eyes was growing brighter and brighter.

I don’t know how long it took, but under Yun Piaomiao’s torture, Lu Lingyou really realized the laws of time and the rules of heaven and earth.

The moment she comprehended the rules, the cloud in her eyes had changed.

If Yun Piaomiao was a real person in her eyes before, with a charming voice, appearance and smile, then now, she can clearly see the nothingness beneath Yun Piaomiao's liveliness.

The soul power is weak, and the voice and appearance are illusory.

Yun Piaomiao is no longer a human being.

Just a remnant soul.

The flowing wind and the passing clouds all carry an undying obsession.

This world, which ignores the real world and has no flow of time, is like a paradise. It is just a temporary space formed by the gathering of countless obsessions.

Perhaps it was because there were too many people who had formed obsessions, and their obsessions were too deep. In addition, even if Yun Piaomiao and the others were just residual souls, they were stronger than her. In addition, Mr. Shui Jing was covering up the secret. Even though she had a physique from the underworld, she was unable to discover their true situation.

When Lu Lingyou woke up from his epiphany, he met Yun Piaomiao's finally satisfied gaze.

"You have already touched upon the opportunity to achieve the state of refining emptiness."

In fact, not only that, the laws of time and space, as well as the rules of heaven and earth, are all things that can only be comprehended by cultivators above the Mahayana level.

Now that the girl has gotten started, she only needs to practice step by step until she overcomes the tribulation, and there will be almost no bottleneck.

"Besides swordsmanship, you have also practiced other ways, right?"

Otherwise it would be impossible to understand the rules so quickly.

The five elements give birth to all things, and the five paths can also affect all things.

Without the blessing of the enlightenment of other ways, no matter how talented she is, it is impossible for her to gain enlightenment in a short period of time.

Lu Lingyou bowed respectfully, expressing his sincere gratitude, "Yes, Master."

The restricted space began to vibrate, and Lu Lingyou saw Yun Piaomiao's figure, who seemed to be restrained by an invisible force.

The restricted space shattered.

The two reappeared in the courtyard.

Yun Piaomiao pointed his finger, and a phantom of a jade slip flew into Lu Lingyou's forehead.

Lu Lingyou swept her spiritual sense across, and the jade slip opened with her spiritual sense.

Sword formations, talismans, elixirs and weapons, the five inheritances of the Qingmiao Sect are all included.

Some of them were things that Lu Lingyou had come into contact with, and some were inheritances that had long been lost in the ocean of time.

"It seems that this girl has passed your test and is able to take on the important task of inheritance." Mr. Shui Jing said with a smile.

Yun Piaomiao looked proud, "Of course, Jiuzhou is the best at refining the moon, and the best at refining the moon Qingmiao. The heir of my Qingmiao Sect is naturally the best heir in Jiuzhou."

As he was speaking, the pull of nothingness became stronger, and Lu Lingyou found that the figures of Yun Piaomiao and the others were becoming more and more illusory.

At this moment, another seven jade shadows shot towards her brows.

Rong Yu looked at him with regret and a sense of relief.

"What you ask for is what we ask for as well. If there is a chance, please help us pass it on to future generations."

"Let's go, the daily battlefield of immortals and demons is here."

After saying this, the power of nothingness completely devoured them, and the eight figures had turned into the transparent residual souls that Lu Lingyou was familiar with.

Lu Lingyou found that they seemed unable to see him.

No, it’s not that I can’t see myself.

Rather, they seemed to be caught in a long river of obsession that no one could disturb.

They are completing what they think should be completed.

Of course there is no need, and I don’t have the heart to look at her.

The courtyard where the eight people were located disappeared, and the quiet and pleasant courtyard was replaced by yellow sand all over the sky.

Dark clouds covered the city, evil spirits were raging, broken limbs were scattered on the ground, the yellow sand was soaked with blood, and muddy pits were trampled out by people.

Yun Piaomiao had a stern expression on her face. She tilted her head and looked towards a place that was clearly empty, but in her eyes it seemed that there was someone there.

"What, Ye Heng has already arrived at the Artisan Immortal City? Where are the seven palace masters?"

The other party seemed to say something.

"So, Shenmu and Xihuang Dongqin were both lost?"

"Notify the Northern Territory, the Four Seas, and the Outer Heavens to come here."

"No retreat."

Yun Piaomiao's expression was cold and resolute, "Even if I die, I will not let them pass through the Craftsman Immortal Mountain."

She even took out many pills and magic tools towards the non-existent person, "You are responsible for protecting the third brother and the others to start the formation. No matter what method is used, the formation must be completed."

Then, Yun Piaomiao greeted everyone tiredly.

"Venerable Qian Heng."

"Sect Master Zhou."

"Master Lu."

It was not until she called out Rong Yu and Shui Jing's names that Lu Lingyou saw people appear in front of her.

In Lu Lingyou's eyes, what she said had a substantive response.

Lu Lingyou's heart trembled. She didn't think that Patriarch Piaomiao was talking to the air before.

Then the people who really existed, those who fought alongside her and died together with her, should have the same obsession as her. Otherwise, the obsession of just eight people would not be enough to create an obsession space.

Where have those dead souls who also carry the same obsessions gone?