"The responsibility is very heavy. ￡∝"

Ning Feng smiled bitterly, shook his head, but still did not open his eyes, leaning his whole back against the back of the chair.

In his mind, countless thoughts were turning.

"I thought the consciousness of the Tianxin is a real consciousness. Now I have been in contact with it for a few times and I have only realized otherwise."

"Tianxin was unintentional!"

"The consciousness of the Tianxin is just an explanation after all."

Ning Feng shook his head and said to himself: "After all, it is just a special form of existence that gathers together and forms a little bit of intention in the consciousness of the whole world."

"It has no thoughts, **, impulses, and only acts with the will of the whole world."

"No wonder..."

Although Ning Feng had never made any comments before, he always had some doubts in his heart.

He found it very strange that with the seven sects in the world like the Sun God Palace and the Demon Sect, there are a large number of strong people in charge and can dominate the rise and fall of a world. How could he be willing to let the Tianxin consciousness dominate? Aren’t you afraid of being a puppet?

Now Ning Feng has been touching several times and has been constantly feeling its breath, and he has truly understood it.

It turns out that the so-called Tianxin consciousness can be said to exist or does not exist. How can such a special existence that does not even have one's own thoughts and wills be considered a threat?

Ning Feng sighed a little and slowly opened his eyes.

Sudden--

“Huh?”

Ning Feng widened his eyes in surprise. In front of him, something was floating in the air, emitting bright yellow light.

A strand of the last mysterious and yellow aura was reluctantly sucked into it, and it only went in and out.

Ning Feng was surprised and laughed instead.

"I'm still thinking that it's a pity that these Xuanhuang Qi have been wasted, but I can't eat the treasures anymore, and the Tianxin consciousness has faded, so I can't control them, so I can't let you absorb them, so I'll do it."

The things that appeared in front of him were among his own things, except for the Nine-Oblooked Stone.

——Yuanshi Golden Bridge!

Jinqiao stretched out his body in front of Ning Feng, not very big, just like a person’s size. Every bridge hole, every eye, and even every brick on it turned into Taotie, greedily absorbing the mysterious and yellow aura.

After Ning Feng and others' abuse, there was not much Xuanhuang Qi. How could it withstand the Yuanshi Jinqiao's absorption method?

Ning Feng saw it clearly. The original Xuanhuang Qi suddenly became agile after Tianxin's consciousness retreated, as if it was about to turn into a wisp of small lives and escaped in an instant.

I don’t know when the Yuanshi Jinqiao will appear, but after sucking, they can’t break free.

"It's worthy of being a mysterious thing that can be ranked alongside the Nine-Oblook Stones on my body, and even the Xuanhuang Qi can be subdued."

"Awesome, awesome."

Ning Feng was amazed and looked at this scene with great interest, looking forward to what changes will happen to Yuanshi Jinqiao?

Yuanshi Jinqiao was always carried by him, but there was only one abnormal movement. That time, he met a strange man named Zhang Fan from it, and learned the star-picking technique of picking stars with a small scale and armor.

What about this time?

Ning Feng stared at Yuanshi Jinqiao with anticipation.

There is something indescribable on Yuanshi Golden Bridge, as if the realm is so high that it exceeds the entire world, even beyond his original realm, and beyond the horror of Zhongtiantianxin consciousness.

Yuanshi Jinqiao was as relaxed and comfortable as if he was breathing. After one or two breaths, the remaining Xuanhuang Qi scattered between heaven and earth was consumed.

It itself, but there is almost no change.

“Isn’t it enough?”

Ning Feng was a little disappointed.

"Well, you can't be greedy or force it, there will always be a chance."

He planned to put away Yuanshi Jinqiao and deal with the invading enemies wholeheartedly.

Ning Feng stretched out his hand...

“Uh~”

Re-touch, don't move.

Three moves, but still don't move.

The old god Yuanshi Jinqiao is here and completely ignores his summons.

"Can't it..."

Ning Feng was not disappointed, but instead showed a look of surprise.

Yuanshi Jinqiao did not disappoint him, and slowly extended at his own pace.

Ten feet, hundred feet, thousand feet...

Yuanshi Jinqiao's huge body spread out, crossing Liuli Island, Huangquan Lake, and directly crossing the entire Nine-Curve Yellow River Formation. It was not without touching the Yellow Spring Water in the middle, but it had no effect, as if it was just a clear spring to wash its feet.

Little by little, even if the blind man touches the elephant, Ning Feng also felt the horror of Yuanshi Jinqiao.

“It seems like it is no longer covering anything.”

"This time, I should be able to figure out its secret."

Ning Feng stood up from the Glazed Throne, and a step forward was the bridge extending all the way to the bridgehead under his feet.

He took this step without hesitation.

"Swoosh!"

As soon as Ning Feng's soles fell to the ground, there were colorful colors floating in front of him. The Yuanshi Golden Bridge seemed to be shrinking continuously, and it seemed that the other end was constantly extending to an infinite height.

He was in a daze for a long time before he woke up.

"This is……"

Ning Feng opened his eyes wide and saw that he was shrouded in the fog without realizing it. The nine-curved Yellow River, the Glazed Island, and the thousands of streaming lights were all gone.

In the endless fog, only the golden bridge under your feet is real, and the rest are all illusory.

There is fog in front and fog behind. Should I move forward or backward?

Ning Feng had no choice and did not want to retreat. He could only suppress his thoughts and move forward step by step.

Walking across the bridge and going up the middle of the bridge, he saw a man.

“Huh?”

Ning Feng was extremely surprised. He originally thought he would see a strange man named Zhang Fan, who was wearing a crown on his back.

To be honest, he was full of expectations for meeting again.

Even at this level, Ning Feng is still far from being able to see Zhang Fan's back. The stronger he is, the more he can truly feel how unfathomable Zhang Fan was when he was surprised and casually.

He was very suspicious whether Zhang Fan was the legendary terrifying existence in the entire realm with one palm.

Unexpectedly, this time Ning Feng actually saw a second person on Yuanshi Jinqiao.

It was a young man, dressed in gorgeous clothes and leisurely, with a fire tree in front of him, blooming silver flowers.

The flowers are blooming, opening the petals bit by bit, emitting silver light, as if countless silver syrups are radiating.

Fire trees and silver flowers. The dreamy beauty of never sleeping over the young master of Chinese clothes, setting off his like a man from heaven.

"Such a person should only exist in heaven."

Ning Feng sighed, stepped forward, bowed and bowed to him: "I have seen the young master in the lower Ning Feng, but I don't know the young master."

The young master of the Chinese clothing withdrew his gaze from the fire tree and silver flowers, showed a gentle smile as jade, replied, "I am surnamed Chu and my name is Liuxian, so Chu Liuxian."

"Young Master Liuxian."

Ning Feng bowed his hand and inexplicably had infinite affection for this person.

Young Master Liuxian, is this Liuxian? He is obviously an exiled immortal!

This temperament and this appeal are simply unstoppable. The question is what happened to the inexplicable sense of intimacy and familiarity?

Chu Liuxian smiled slightly. He had the power of a hundred flowers blooming. At least the fire tree and silver flowers next to him bloomed in an instant.

He looked at Ning Feng without any condescending feelings, as if he was a friend of many years, meeting each other every day, and talking indifferently: "Brother Ning is waiting for a moment, they still have to be busy."

"them?"

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows and became more and more confused.

Could it be that besides the strange man Zhang Fan, there are other people in front of the young master Liu Xian?

"Dangdangdang~~"

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdang~~~"

Before Ning Feng could ask, a sound of excavation came into his ears.

He subconsciously looked in the sound and saw that there was a person and a statue suddenly appearing in the middle of the originally empty bridge.
To be continued...