It wasn't early, and the purple light in the room was gone.

Tan Lingjing called the waiter below to change the sheets.

When the waiter came in, he saw the situation in the room and looked strange.

Because of the blood on the sheets, Tan Lingjing and Tang Xiaojiao were lying on the side sweaty, and Le Yisheng was sitting at the head of the bed with a pale face, and the picture made people have to think about it.

The waiter glanced at Le Yisheng with very contemptuous eyes, and thought to himself: He is so handsome but a pervert, and he is actually a mother and daughter together, watching this little girl be tortured like this for the first time......

Of course, Le Yisheng didn't know what the waiter was thinking, and he was very puzzled when he saw the waiter look at him with that kind of look, but he didn't think much about it.

Tan Lingjing knew what the waiter was thinking, and she didn't explain it, there was no need to explain this kind of thing to others, it was meaningless.

The waiter changed the sheets and left.

Le Yisheng rested for a while and said goodbye and prepared to leave.

Tan Lingjing grabbed him again and said, "Shaojun, since you promised to shelter us, then we will live in your house tomorrow, only for three days, and we will rest for two days after you finish the competition." ”

Le Yisheng naturally agreed, although he didn't know what Tan Lingjing's main purpose of bringing Tang Xiaojiao to Nanshi was, but Le Yisheng understood that it was definitely not just to watch this competition.

Because Tan Lingjing didn't have to worry about asking Le Yisheng to shelter them, and even lived in his house.

He could only take one step at a time, but Le Yisheng didn't perceive hostility in them, not to mention that the two of them consumed spiritual power, and they didn't have the ability to make trouble in his house at all, so it didn't hurt to let them live in.

Le Yisheng left directly after agreeing.

After he left, a man floated in from outside the door that had been opened.

It's lonely.

Obviously, Wen Ren has been outside for a long time, and it is impossible to find out with Le Yisheng's cultivation strength, but he is seriously injured and his spiritual power is exhausted, and his attention is all on the power of guiding the seal, so he didn't find that there is still Wen Ren Lonely outside.

Tang Xiaojiao asked Wen Renshi with a puzzled expression: "Why have you been hiding outside?"

Wen Renshi didn't answer, just looked at Tan Lingjing.

Tan Lingjing's face was solemn, her gentle color was no longer there, and she said, "Jiaojiao, haven't you noticed?"

Tang Xiaojiao was even more puzzled: "What did you find?"

Wen Renlone's muscles were tense, and there were bruises on his forehead.

"Before, he said that he would know the Great Sealing Technique, this is the bloodline ability of your Tan clan, he can actually learn it!"

Tang Xiaojiao looked at her mother, and then at Wen Ren's silence, "But this great sealing technique is not unique to us, others can also learn it, it's just that it is easier for us to learn the power of sealing." ”

Tan Lingjing hated iron and said with hatred: "You kid is so talented in cultivation, why are you so stupid at this time, he knows the Great Sealing Technique! It's lost! Even my Tan clan can't do it, this young monarch of the Southern Regions must have the inheritance of our ancestors in his hands!"

Tang Xiaojiao was stunned for a moment, touched her head and laughed: "So ......?"

Wen Renshi answered next to him and replied: "So your mother wants you to steal his inheritance and pass on the ancestors of the Tan family to Xuejiao." ”

When Tang Xiaojiao heard this, she saw her mother nodding slightly, and she also wrinkled her pink little nose, and seemed to be a little reluctant.

"But...... But if someone gets the inheritance, it's his, why should he steal it, just ask him directly, if he doesn't want to teach me, forget it, what must he steal...... Besides, with my talent, I don't need this ancestral inheritance......"

Tang Xiaojiao was obviously very unhappy, thinking that this kind of behavior was very bad, and she also liked Le Yisheng a person, if the relationship with him deteriorated because of this, she would be very unhappy.

Tan Lingjing's eyes sharpened, and he shouted: "If you don't go, you have to go, understand, otherwise you won't want to go out in the future, let me stay in the valley and cultivate well!"

Tang Xiaojiao cried with a sad face, she thought: Don't want to!

But the majesty of her mother for a long time was deeply rooted in her heart, and she did not know how to resist at all, and as a fifteen-year-old girl, there was no room for refusal to her mother's request.

Wen Renshi was also very helpless, he didn't think it was bad to do this, but he felt sympathy for Tang Xiaojiao's mother who was so serious, he himself was a prodigal type, he wanted to go wherever he wanted, no one controlled him, and even the sect didn't ask him too much.

After all, he is a treasure in the sect, and geniuses always have better treatment......

Wen Renlone's was not that he wanted to stay outside, he was about to go out, but when he passed by Tan Lingjing and Tang Xiaojiao's room, he heard the voice inside, he was a young monarch in the Northern Regions, and his six senses were naturally keen, and he just heard Le Yisheng say that he knew how to seal the big seal, and he also thought of his injury, so he hid outside and eavesdropped.

In fact, it's not hiding, Tang Xiaojiao and Tan Lingjing both found him outside, but they didn't say anything.

Only Le Yisheng, whose spiritual power was exhausted, couldn't feel the existence of silence outside the door.

Wen Renlone himself would not do such a thing, and he wanted to steal other people's inheritance. He has always been above board, and this eavesdropping is just the right time, but this is Aunt Tan's business, and he can only be a bystander who has nothing to do with himself.

……

It was very late when Le Yisheng returned home, and it took at least seven hours for Tan Lingjing's mother and daughter to lift the seal for her at the Tingxuan Hotel, and it would already be more than eleven o'clock in the evening.

Le Huan went to bed early in the past two days, maybe it was to prevent Le Yisheng from worrying too much, maybe it was because he was used to being disciplined by Le Yisheng, in short, when Le Yisheng came back, there was no sound at home.

Le Yisheng quickly finished washing up and was about to enter the room to meditate and recover his spiritual power, when the door of the empty room clicked and opened.

The voice was not high, but Le Yisheng also easily found that the small Yuankong was standing at the door with a Buddhist bead in his hand, his bare head glowing silver in the moonlight.

Le Yisheng asked softly, "Something?"

The little monk of the round sky nodded, walked up to Le Yisheng and said, "Second Senior Brother, I feel that your seal is gone. ”

Le Yisheng nodded.

The expression on Yuankong's face became a little happy: "Then the second senior brother, you...... Is it possible to defeat that Xia Jiuqu?"

Le Yisheng thought for a moment and nodded.

Yuankong is a person who has seen Xia Jiuqu make a move and has also fought a giant demon, so he naturally knows how terrifying Xia Jiuqu's strength is, and said unceremoniously, if there is no Le Yisheng, Xia Jiuqu will definitely be the Shaojun of the Southern Regions, his strength is not much worse than Le Yisheng, and that little gap can be smoothed out with the help of some external forces.

If Le Yisheng fully recovers, naturally this Xia Jiuqu will not be his opponent, but the injured Le Yisheng is logically impossible to win against Xia Jiuqu.

There was only more than a day left, and although Le Yisheng lifted the seal, his spiritual power still didn't have time to recover, and the injuries he received didn't necessarily get much better.

Yuankong's little face wrinkled, and he said, "Second Senior Brother, if you lose...... That Xia Jiuqu may kill you directly, I don't want you to lose to him. ”

Le Yisheng's face was calm, and his palm touched his bald head, as if to reassure, "Don't worry." ”

Le Yisheng's tone was not salty or light, but there was an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.

Yuankong was stunned: Second Senior Brother hasn't touched my head for a long time.

The second senior brother in Yuankong's heart is a god with infinite light on his body, he pulled him out of hell, and Le Yisheng is the big brother he will follow for the rest of his life.

Enkong nodded his chin and made up his mind.

"Second Senior Brother, although my strength is not high, and I haven't even reached the innate level, the Buddha power in my body can be transformed into you. ”

Yuankong gestured with his finger and pointed to his dantian.

"The spiritual power in my spiritual power source is very resilient, if I transform my cultivation to you, you will be able to recover very quickly, which will greatly increase your chances of winning. ”

Le Yisheng's face was a little ugly: "Yuankong, I am your senior brother, do you still need to sacrifice yourself for others? You have spent two years cultivating and you have to give up just for such a small challenge for me?" What do you think?"

The circle was silent.

Le Yisheng looked at him helplessly, and his tone calmed down: "Okay, don't worry about me, even if I lose, he won't be able to kill me, don't worry, don't think about doing such stupid things anymore, I know that you are for my good, but you are not living for me, nor are you living for your senior brothers, the meaning of your existence is yourself, only you know."

I also know that you are very uncomfortable when the senior brothers of Lin San Temple die, and you can't get out after a month, and you are afraid that I will also follow in the footsteps, but you are yourself, don't live for others!

The round sky was still silent, and the tears flashed in the corners of his eyes, silently flowing down.

Le Yisheng patted him on the shoulder, "The competition between me and Xia Jiuqu is in front of Lingshan Temple, your senior brothers' tombstones are there, our master went to the depths of the mountain range and looked at us quietly, he doesn't want you to come out to experience like this, you can't be so decadent, stay at home all day long and cover your head and cry secretly, I will defeat Xia Nianhua's disciples in the battle the day after tomorrow, you must watch it! If I win, you must cheer me up, okay?"

The little monk of the round sky was still crying, tears flowing, and after a long while, he finally nodded, "Er...... Second Senior Brother, you must win, I will definitely not disappoint you and Master, and I will also be worthy of my senior brothers!"

Le Yisheng nodded, "Okay, let's go back, wash your face and sleep." ”

Yuankong also nodded, and walked back, with a sense of relief in his steps, as if it was much lighter.

Le Yisheng rubbed his eyebrows, the bloodshot under his eyes was dense, he was tired, Yuankong finally figured it out, he put down another stone in his heart, these things at home will always slowly get better, although he is tired and busy, but he is willing.

Le Yisheng returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, put his hands on his knees, and drew a few streams with his fingertips, and the spiritual power gathered together, slowly flowing from his meridians, forming a circulation in his body.

The circulation of spiritual power is getting faster and faster, and the meridians are gradually repaired under the nourishment of spiritual power.

The spiritual power in the source of the dantian spiritual power is also growing, forming a whirlpool, which is extremely pure and powerful.

Colorful light came out of his whole body, reflecting each other, merging with each other, strengthening each other, and there was the power of the blackest in the depths of the light, and there was chaos and gray gas around him.

That's the killing power.

Day 2.

Noon.

Le Yisheng's eyes suddenly opened, and a terrifying and terrifying aura suddenly rose and quickly disappeared.

Le Huan in the next room couldn't help but shudder, and then the round eyes next door flashed, and the joy was overflowing.

Le Yisheng's arms were bent straight and stretched, still with that cold face.

It's the same as usual.

The aura on his body is restrained but terrifying, and the sharpness of his eyes is unstoppable in the world.

He patted his knee, and there was not a single blemish on Junxiu's face.

Open the curtains, look into the distance, the direction of the Lingshan Temple, and gaze quietly.

The big battle is coming! He is ready, his injuries are repaired, his spiritual power is stable, and he has recovered at least sixty percent of his strength.

That's enough!