Chapter 251 The Last Image

That's a sea, to be precise, a sea of fire.

The fiery red flame licks the void, bright and gloomy. Bai Weixuan floated in the void under the white light, and the flame under her feet spread into a sea, which was as transparent and deep as water, and could not see the bottom.

In the center of the sea of fire, there is a four-corner treasure tripod, and each of the treasure tripod is carved by a mythical beast. In the east, the green dragon is coiled, with its teeth and claws, flying out of the clouds; in the south, the rosefinch leads the neck, flapping its wings and bathing in flames; in the west, the white tiger roars, soars in the air, and is murderous; in the north, Xuanwu spits letters, and the snake's head rises high, afraid of choosing people to eat.

The runes on the treasure tripod are complicated and changeable, moving quietly, following the power of the four mythical beasts, undulating in the endless sea of fire, like a flat boat without sails.

After a white coat appeared in Baoding, in this flame, Bai Weixuan unconsciously felt a trace of chill. It was a woman as cold as ten thousand years of Xuanbing, and only one look could almost freeze through her heart. But Bai Weixuan knew this woman, because she had the same face as her.

Meizu God, wonderful.

Bai Weixuan took a deep breath. She knew that Tianmiao must have been to the Monster Mountains, and she also thought about a lot of things or hints that the latter would leave behind, but she never thought that the two would meet in this way.

Thinking that in the seventh generation of spiritual crystal hairpin, the last ghost of Tianmiao also drifted away, Bai Weixuan's heart could not help but feel a little sad. In her eyes, this woman was not only her before the seventh generation, but also her teacher, benefactor or friend.

In fact, they are not alone, but they have inextricable connections and unresolved fetters. Although she knew that her existence might be just a conspiracy and wanted to resist, Bai Weixuan had no hatred or malice towards Tianmiao in her heart. She admired this woman.

However, the person in the sea of fire in front of him obviously did not notice her, as if there was a barrier between the two. Bai Weixuan could only look from afar and could not approach, and Tianmiao's cold eyes just stared at the treasure tripod in front of her without any distraction.

After a little consternation, Bai Weixuan's mind gradually woke up. She looked around, but suddenly found that there was a familiar feeling in this place, as if she had seen it somewhere.

Bai Weixuan tried to think about it. Before she could think of anything, the void suddenly trembled, and the treasure tripod in the center of the flame suddenly moved, and a rune wrapped around it, expanded around it and floated and rotated.

Tianmiao sat in the void and her expression remained unchanged. She quickly pinched the secret. The secret seals were punched into the treasure tripod, and the treasure tripod also rotated more quickly. Bai Weixuan could even hear the violent wind from it.

Hula, making bursting sounds in the air.

At one moment, the silver-white light mask beside Bai Weixuan suddenly disappeared. Before she could react, she fell directly into the fire. Unprepared for a moment, the hot temperature of the flame hit her eyes, and two clear tears fell into the void.

At this moment, a familiar feeling surged into her mind, and Bai Weixuan finally recalled the scene she had experienced. That was the scene she saw when the light of the Shennong Treasure Book shone into her eyes.

The same sea of fire and the same burning pain. At the beginning, she had been laughed at by the three-eyed fire crystal, but she did not see Baoding or Tianmiao at the beginning.

Recalling the words of the three-eyed fire crystal, Bai Weixuan unconsciously guessed a bold guess in her heart. If there is a heaven and earth oven here, then what is the thing refined by Tianmiao with Baoding?

Is it the seventh generation of spiritual crystal?

Bai Weixuan's heart couldn't help jumping up, and she didn't know how many times she marveled in the magic of the seventh generation of Lingjingpin. Such divine objects were actually refined by one person without seeing them with her own eyes. Bai Weixuan has really been hard to believe.

At this moment, looking at the Baoding, Bai Weixuan was inexplicably nervous. She didn't know which step Tianmiao had reached to refine the seventh generation of spiritual crystal hairpin. She just hoped that she could refine it again so that she could see the whole process.

The spiritual power came a little closer to Tianmiao's side. Bai Weixuan's eyes suddenly widened and saw that in the flames, Tianmiao suddenly shouted, and the snow-white palm patted the treasure tripod, and suddenly countless rays scattered out like dazzling eyes, like stars in the void.

Those light are still very familiar, such as the fruit trees of five-flavor fruit, the fire, the fruit trees of ice fruit, etc. These spirits exist in a mass of glory and are dazzling.

Tianmiao left the place at the moment they dispersed. She stepped on the asynchronous method, her body was as flexible as water, and her fingers twisted in the air at will, as if picking stars.

She is like a swimming fish, and she is like a fast-beating silver needle in the hand of a weaver girl, where she threads the needle and connects the lights together to form a dazzling light.

I only heard countless low sounds, and in an instant, colorful light bloomed in the sky.

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple reflect each other, forming a gorgeous ribbon in the void. The ribbon was wrapped down, and finally condensed into a small and exquisite hairpin.

Bai Weixuan's eyes widened, and the cup was the seventh spiritual crystal in her hand. I witnessed the process of Tianmiao refining handcuffs. Although it was not all, Bai Weixuan's heart was full of mixed feelings.

At that moment, she felt confusion, despair, sourness, regret, anger, pain and a trace of emptiness. It can be mixed with joy, sweetness, calmness and fulfillment. This kind of emotional intertwining made Bai Weixuan unable to calm down for a moment, and the tears at the corners of her eyes flowed uncontrollably.

The tears are sour and sweet, mixed with various emotions, but when they are vented in an instant, the heart becomes more and more calm.

For a long time, she stopped crying, but Bai Weixuan saw the deep frown on Tianmiao's face and followed the latter's line of sight. Her eyes fell on the hairpin in the latter's hand. Soon, Bai Weixuan also found the defect in the hairpin.

At the end of the pin, there are seven crystals inlaid with different colors, representing the seven-way world, but the position of the last world does not appear as expected purple crystals.

That is to say, the seventh spiritual crystal in Tianmiao's hand is incomplete, and what else is missing?

Tianmiao was puzzled, and there was a trace of sadness on her iceberg-like cold face. She hesitated, but Bai Weixuan's feet suddenly sank, and the endless sea of fire was collapsing.

The flames like the sea roared, and the flames under their feet gradually calmed down and became faster and faster. The originally calm sea of fire collapsed rapidly, and even the space did not tremble, and the cracks in the small space spread into a terrible black.

Bai Weixuan stared and dodged the cracks that flew in. She wanted to control the power of space to repair it, but found that the power of space here was not driven by her at all, but collapsed with a more violent momentum.

Bai Weixuan tried her best to avoid, but she was still wrapped in black. Seeing that the space was broken, her body was also cut fiercely. The iceberg woman standing quietly in the void finally moved.

With a sigh, Bai Weixuan's body was saved from the black crack. She took a deep breath, but found that there was a black and white whirlpool in front of Tianmiao.

The whirlpool rotated rapidly, and only waited for Tianmiao to reach out for a little void before it finally stopped. Bai Weixuan held her breath and looked carefully. After the whirlpool stopped, she turned into a black and a white fish. The black and white fish were connected to the head and tail, forming a circle, which was suddenly the image of Taiji.

Taiji is divided into two instruments, and a white light is scattered, covering the whole body of Tianmiao. At that moment, it seemed to empty the world. The white light pulled away and took away the cold woman.

Bai Weixuan was stunned. The void around her returned to normal in a short period of time. The flame disappeared, and the silver light scattered. The ancient tree revealed its ferocious appearance. Bai Weixuan realized that the image of Taiji just now seemed to be the legendary reincarnation.

Tianmiao started reincarnation, and the reincarnation worked for her, but thinking of Xia Chenze, Bai Weixuan suddenly felt that in these seven generations, the reincarnation changed not only the fate of Tianmiao, but also the fate of Tianshenxi was also bumping and changing again and again in the reincarnation.

Until the seventh generation, the two had nothing to do with it. Dust returns to dust, soil returns to the earth, but it is also a period of entanglement.

However, the incomplete seventh spiritual crystal, the broken melting furnace of heaven and earth, threw herself into the doubts and uneasiness before reincarnation. Bai Weixuan thought that Tianmiao had controlled everything, but at this moment she found that Tianmiao was just controlling a small part of her fate.