Leaving the cave of the Shennongjia Mountains, in order to hurry, Nie Yun flew against the wind along the way, galloped all the way, and walked on the uninhabited mountain road, and the world was chaotic, with countless deaths and injuries, and some villages were almost withered. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is a secluded mountain road that is difficult for cars and horses, and even people will be cautious when walking on this road, because this mountain road is very steep and close to the cliff.

On the mountain road, on a suspended bluestone stretching out to the cliff, Nie Yun sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and several bright red and clear blood lingzhi were placed in front of him, and a yellow-brown civet cat was lying on the side, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he was lazily listless.

A blood lingzhi rose out of thin air, levitating in front of Nie Yun, his mouth opened, and the blood lingzhi flew into his mouth at once.

Boom! A blazing torrent flowed in Nie Yun's mouth, and that torrent followed the meridians and rushed straight into the heavenly spirit of his brain, and with the roar of the blazing torrent, Nie Yun's face showed pain.

That torrent is like an army of thousands of horses, exuding infinite might, all the way to the territory, bravely forward, raging wildly in its mind.

A tingling pain came from his brain, Nie Yun's divine consciousness flickered, his eyes were confused, and he wanted to faint, the essence of the blood lingzhi was strengthening his divine sense, but divine consciousness is the most important thing for a person, if the divine consciousness is damaged, it will either die or be disabled, and the consequences will be unimaginable!

"Hold the yuan and return to one, stick to your heart!"

Suddenly, a loud shout sounded in his head, and the voice was like a shocking Da Lu, instantly stabilizing Nie Yun's trance-like consciousness.

"Ancestor!" Nie Yun exclaimed.

"Hold on to your heart!" The voice sounded again, appearing in his mind, it was Yun Qingzi, the fourth-generation head of Longhu Mountain.

Nie Yun hurriedly closed his words, meditated and concentrated, keeping a wisp of consciousness awake and not being destroyed by the torrent of blood lingzhi.

The torrent in his mind gradually weakened, and finally turned into a spiritual power that spread, and suddenly, the place that had been raging in his mind instantly recovered.

The sea of consciousness expanded several times, and the divine sense increased, and that feeling of freedom and comfort made Nie Yun couldn't help but want to shout loudly, but he still held back, and his divine sense suddenly entered the dragon and tiger seal space.

"Thank you Patriarch for saving me. ”

As soon as he entered the Dragon and Tiger Seal space, Nie Yun saw Yun Qingzi hanging in the space, and immediately folded his hands and bowed deeply and thanked him.

Yun Qingzi glared at him and said, "You kid, how can you be so reckless! Do you know that if I hadn't found out just now, you would have died." ”

"I'm also anxious about cultivation, and I hope that the ancestor will calm his anger. Nie Yun was a little embarrassed on his face.

"Hey" Yun Qingzi sighed and said, "It's hard for you, the responsibility for the revitalization of Longhu Mountain is all on you, and I can't bear it." ”

"But no matter what time it comes, your own safety is important, don't be reckless. Moreover, the medicinal properties of blood reishi are very strong, and they must not be taken lightly unless they are resolute in their hearts. ”

Yun Qingzi looked at Nie Yun and persuaded in a deep tone.

Nie Yun looked teachable, like a tireless schoolchild, listening to the words of the patriarch.

Yun Qingzi's face softened, and he asked, "I have something to ask you." ”

Nie Yun raised his head, first stunned, and then puzzled: "Please also ask the ancestor for instructions." ”

"Where did you come from?"

Yun Qingzi stretched out his hand, only to see the void flashing, and a comatose dragon spirit came out of his hand, and Yun Qingzi held the dragon spirit to show curiosity.

Nie Yun looked at the unconscious dragon spirit, his heart was sad, it fell into a coma in order to save him, and he has not woken up so far, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

Knowing the ancestor's question, Nie Yun did not hide it, and told the cause and effect of getting the dragon spirit without concealing it at all.

When Yun Qingzi heard this, his expression was contemplative, and he slowly said after a moment: "The luck of the world, there is a certain number in the underworld, if you want to rely on the dragon spirit to win the world, it is ridiculous!"

"But this little guy can escape from the Song Emperor Dragon Qi you said, which is also an anomaly. ”

Yun Qingzi smacked his tongue secretly, and he couldn't stop watching this dragon spirit.

"Does the patriarch know when it will wake up?" Nie Yun knew that the patriarch had crossed the immortal tribulation, although he failed, his cultivation was unpredictable, and he should know it.

"I don't know. Yun Qingzi shook his head and said, "I'm just a spirit body now, and it's hard for me to have two or three tenths of what it was in its heyday, and it's hard for me to predict when it will wake up." ”

"But ......"

Just when Nie Yun was slightly disappointed, Yun Qingzi's voice slowly sounded: "It doesn't seem to be unconscious due to injury, maybe it's devouring too much qi luck, and some kind of transformation is undergoing it." ”

"Transformation?" Nie Yun was stunned for a moment, and then surprised, as long as Long Ling was not unconscious due to injury, it was very likely that he would wake up in a short time.

"Don't be happy, its transformation is very dangerous, and if it fails, it will return to heaven and earth, and become a wisp of luck between heaven and earth. If you succeed, it's immeasurable. ”

Yun Qingzi's eyes were like the eyes of heaven that had insight into the world, and he looked at Long Ling and said in a deep tone.

Nie Yun's eyes also looked at the dragon spirit in Yun Qingzi's hand, and he secretly prayed in his heart, he hoped that the dragon spirit could get through the difficult situation and leap into the dragon gate.

Between the mountain paths, on the bluestone slab, Nie Yun retreated from the Dragon and Tiger Seal space, his mood was a little low, because of the problem of the dragon spirit, the joy he brought from taking the blood lingzhi was also washed away.

Meow!

The tanuki stood up, saw that Nie Yun's mood was not right, barked softly, and leaned towards his side.

Nie Yun came back to his senses, glanced at the tanuki, picked it up from the ground, and scratched its fur, causing it to purr.

Ever since he healed the tanuki's injuries, it has been stained with Nie Yun, maybe Nie Yun can provide it with herbs full of aura, although he was still afraid of Nie Yun at first, but along the way, he still kept sticking to him.

With a wave of his hand, the blood Lingzhi on the ground disappeared, Nie Yun stood up, looked ahead, and his divine sense was instantly released, and in an instant, the scenes within a radius of several miles were reflected in his mind.

The enhancement of his divine consciousness made him more acute, and he even faintly felt that he could control everything within the scope of his divine consciousness.

Although he felt this way, he was well aware that he still had a long way to go to control everything within the scope of his divine sense, at least not yet.

"It's time for us to go. ”

Nie Yun lowered his head and muttered to the tanuki, then looked ahead with his glasses, and his figure was vertical, heading towards the northeast not far away.

Northeast China, Liaoning, Shenyang.

Black clouds covered the sky of Shenyang, and the whole of Shenyang, and even the northeast were in an aura of slaughter, and groups of soldiers with cold guns patrolled all over the city, their eyes were like sharp swords, observing everyone who walked through the city.

The whole city is under martial law, and even the vendors in the city are surprisingly not on the road to set up stalls, the road is sparsely populated, and every house is closed, as if aware of a crisis.

In the city of Shenyang, in the middle of the city, on the most prosperous street, a foreign manor stands at the corner of the street, although it is not the most conspicuous section, but it attracts the attention of all passers-by.

At the door of the foreign manor, on a door plaque, two gilded characters shine brightly - Zhang Mansion.

In the manor, outside a room, a handsome young man was pacing back and forth anxiously, he was dignified with elegance and his eyes were attentive, but at the moment he was a little red because of staying up late.

Squeak, a voice sounded, the door in front of him was opened, and out of the room came a middle-aged doctor in a white coat, and the young man hurriedly walked up and looked at the doctor.

"How is my father?" the young man's throat was a little hoarse, but the majesty in his voice was irresistible.

The middle-aged doctor shook his head and said, "I've done my best, Han Qing, you can mourn." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged doctor patted the young man on the shoulder, sighed, and walked out.

The young man froze in place, his eyes glazed over, tears slipping from the corners of his eyes.

Da-da-da

There was a sound of footsteps, and an old man walked up to the young man, couldn't bear to look at the grief-stricken young man, and said, "Young master, someone is from the south." ”

Only then did the young man come to his senses, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, took a deep look at the bedroom in front of him, and then said in a slightly cold voice: "Don't let anyone get close to this bedroom, violator, kill!"

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