Yaoguang Fairy Path

Bingbing tilted her head and said, "Well, it does seem a bit strange. Master, doesn't your icy body contain healing power? Why not try using the Heavenly Spring Water to assist? Maybe it will be effective."

Every time Bingbing suggested "give it a try", it would usually bring unexpected gains. Although the gap in their realms was like a chasm, which made Ye Shuyao feel unsure, she felt that it would be okay to give it a try. After all, the other party had helped her so many times. Even if there was no way to completely heal Long Wuji's injuries, it would be great if it could relieve some of his pain.

So Ye Shuyao no longer hesitated and exerted her ice marrow body to the extreme. The entire Nether Pool was instantly covered by a layer of crystal clear ice, like a fairyland clad in silver. Wisps of cold air even appeared on the surface of the ice, lingering in the air like ghosts.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Shuyao slowly led the heavenly spring water out of the space. The crystal clear spring water drew a graceful arc in the air and finally fell accurately on Long Wuji.

Afterwards, Ye Shuyao gently placed her hands on Long Wu Ji's broad shoulder blades. Long Wu Ji felt the warmth coming from his back, and a pleasant smile appeared on his lips. He had only one thought in his mind, which was to let her do what she wanted.

Ye Shuyao was unaware of this scene. A faint blue light shone from her fingertips. It was the spiritual power surging in her body. The spiritual power flowed through her hands like a tide and sank into Long Wuji's body. A faint wave filled the air, and this wave resonated subtly with the power of law in Long Wuji's body.

As her hands moved slowly, the restraining force seemed to have found an outlet and began to flow slowly along a predetermined trajectory, wandering through Long Wuji's tendons and veins, slowly healing the wounds in his body, and the black chain-like force was also slowly loosening.

Ye Shuyao's hands were also wrapped by the lightning net on his back, but surprisingly, the chains of law that imprisoned Long Wuji seemed to be activated, turning into streams that flowed along the tendons of his arms into his dantian and merged into the lightning root. Ye Shuyao couldn't help but widen her eyes, "No, this can still be absorbed by me?"

Bingbing's eyes widened as well, and she asked in surprise, "Are we really lucky?"

"I guess so." A trace of confusion flashed across Ye Shuyao's eyes, and she also caught a hint of mystery in it, so she closed her eyes and continued to deepen her understanding.

Long Wu Ji also noticed this change. The restraining force was slowly disappearing. He was a little surprised because this injury was not an ordinary injury. It was caused by the conspiracy of the heaven of this interface when the boundary was broken.

Although he was much better after the treatment in the Netherworld Pool, the remaining injuries still caused him to frequently suffer from unstable spiritual power. He had thought that it would take some time to fully recover from the injury, but he had not expected that the power of law could be absorbed by the little girl. Thinking of that peaceful and indifferent face, Long Wu Ji felt a little warmer in his heart. Seeing that she did not feel unwell, Long Wu Ji finally felt relieved.

At this moment, Ye Shuyao seemed to isolate herself from the entire world, leaving only herself and the mysterious power of the law. In the darkness, her perception became more acute, as if she could penetrate the layers of fog and touch the essence of the law.

This is the power of the law, which made Ye Shuyao secretly happy. She didn't expect that she was just healing Long Wuji's injury, but she could actually touch the mystery of the law of thunder. That is the power of the law. Although cultivators can practice various exercises, very few can comprehend the mystery of the law.

That perception gradually revealed its unique charm, like a winding dragon, wandering freely between heaven and earth, with endless majesty and power. Every flash of lightning and every roar in the sea of consciousness was a manifestation of the law of thunder.

Ye Shuyao began to immerse herself in this power, feeling its ups and downs and changes. At this time, she began to establish a wonderful connection with the law of thunder, and was able to sense its joys, sorrows, anger and happiness.

As time went by, Ye Shuyao's understanding of the law of thunder became deeper and deeper, as if she had become a part of the law of thunder, breathing and feeling with it, and she could clearly feel a powerful force of thunder and lightning surging in her body...

Time passed quietly, and when Ye Shuyao opened her eyes again, they were clear. She moved her feet. She felt a little uncomfortable after soaking all night. She stretched out, like a kitten that had just woken up, lazy and elegant. This movement made her body lines look more gentle, as if every inch of her skin was emitting a faint luster in the morning light.

When she turned her head and looked over the screen, her gaze fell on Long Wuji lying on the soft couch not far away. He was lying there in a leisurely posture, with his head supported by one hand, dozing off. His left leg was bent, and he looked so leisurely. It seemed that he had recovered.

Ye Shuyao's eyes rolled cunningly, and a mischievous smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, bright and vivid.

She leaped lightly from the Nether Pool, like an elegant white swan, drawing a perfect arc in the air with water droplets. After landing, she quickly used her spiritual power to purify and dry her clothes instantly. Her movements were skillful and smooth.

Then she performed a cleansing spell, making herself look brand new before stopping at the screen, a challenging glint in her eyes, like a little leopard ready to pounce.

Ye Shuyao muttered "sneak attack" in a low voice. She pushed out with her right palm suddenly, and a spiritual force containing the terrifying power of thunder whistled out with a deafening roar, like lightning across the sky, pointing directly at Long Wuji.

However, Long Wu Ji just closed his eyes and smiled, then calmly stretched out a finger and lightly touched it with his fingertip. Then a soft and powerful spiritual power surged out, easily dissolving Ye Shuyao's attack into nothingness.

The space was rippling and fluctuating at this moment, which also demonstrated the gap in strength between the two. In fact, as early as the moment Ye Shuyao jumped out of the Netherworld Pool, Long Wuji had been secretly watching her every move.

"Tsk, it's so great that you have a high level of realm! Come again." Ye Shuyao turned her back to the screen and puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction. She shouted, and in an instant, three figures attacked Long Wuji from different angles like phantoms.

The first incarnation was like a meteor, falling suddenly from right above Long Wuji, bringing with it a whistling cold wind and dazzling light, blowing up the gauze curtains in the room and the clothes and hair of the two people.

Countless ice spikes fell, and Long Wuji just gently opened his eyes, with a playful smile on his lips, "You heartless girl, it's been so long since I last saw you, and you attacked me as soon as you woke up, and you used the things I taught you to deal with me."

As he spoke, he casually waved his sleeves, as if to dispel a breeze, and the seemingly fierce attack dissipated into nothingness in an instant, without even causing a ripple.