Wandering True Light Sword

Shen Lian stayed for one full month. Even if the Tongtian Skill was to be taught by a Divine Fox, it was still a very complicated Dao technique.

That day, Shen Lian was still deducting the dangerous pass of the Tongtian Skill. In the middle of the bier, a Bagua eventually formed from his Yin spirit, this was the image of the internalization. The Bagua wandered, the substance alternated, with the position of the universe, the six virtues reciprocated and somewhere in the unseen world, there were strands of abstruse.

He suddenly had another eye. Perhaps eye could not be used to describe it but he had gotten another perspective out of nowhere, which allowed him to see the situation outside of the Taiwei Pavilion.

The breeze of the wind caressed the lawn, the clouds in the sky floated leisurely. Until he turned his attention to the blue sky and white clouds, he saw a ray of light descended. It was Hong Qianya.