Ling Xuanluo broke away from the strange cloud illusion and woke up in a dilapidated ancient temple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe allied forces evacuated from the East China Sea at this time had returned to Xuanyuan Mountain under the leadership of Fei Yi, leaving only Mi Mi to take care of him.

He looked around and found himself surrounded by bodhisattvas, and he remembered the Dead Dao Master. He longed that everything that happened in the strange cloud fantasy world was a dream, and that after the dream had woken up, real life was still the same as before.

But when he touched his arms and touched a round ball, he was disillusioned, stretched out his hand, and took out the crimson Ximu pearl.

He was afraid that something would happen to him again, and when he saw him drive away the spirit boy soldiers, he personally followed behind and kept watching him intently. As soon as he saw him take out the bead, he asked in amazement, "Lingshuai, are you ...... Where did you come from?"

It is no wonder that he was surprised, for the past two days, he and the two spirit boy soldiers have been guarding him every inch, only to see him sleeping soundly, crying from time to time in his sleep, but he has not seen him wake up, let alone go anywhere to see anyone, even if he is sleepwalking, how can he get something from where? But where did this precious orb come from?

Ling Xuanluo was difficult to explain, and he didn't want to explain, so he replied truthfully with a wry smile: "This pearl is my family heirloom." ”

"Home...... Family heirloom ......" Mi Mi heard even more confused, looked at the spirit boy soldiers in confusion, and said in his heart: "Lingshuai is not an orphan, raised by the she-wolf until he was five years old, and was rescued by Yuezhuxian from the foot of the dry cow mountain, and has lived in Jiluo Mountain since then? When did he have a home and give him this heirloom treasure?"

At a loss, I heard him continue: "This bead is made by the mother of the aunt of the master ancestor with the essence of the inner pill. It fell into the hands of the wicked, and was used to collect people's brains and assist the wicked in doing countless bad deeds. ”

"Ah...... Ling Shuai was saying that Aunt Ximu's mother ......, "The more I listened, the more mysterious I became, and my eyes widened."

Ling Xuanluo couldn't explain the whole thing to him in a moment or three, so he just looked at himself and said: "The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty." The god of Langma Mountain gave this pearl to Aunt Xuezhu, entrusting her to save her aunt from Xiaohuan's poisonous hands, but she was spied by Mobei Fox and snatched away, and finally tossed and turned, and fell into the hands of Nangong Xiang, becoming his Tianyi Pearl, hanging in front of the Yunjin Gate to suck people's brains, providing energy for his evil act of controlling people's brainwaves. ”

"Oh my God...... although he couldn't understand it, he could feel the thrill in it, and pointed to the beads and stammered: "But ...... But...... How could it be ...... Lingshuai, you hold it in your hand......"

A desolate smile flashed in Ling Xuanluo's eyes, and he said, "This orb has gone through hardships in the world, and was finally ambushed by me with a water bell and fused with the Ximu Lingzhu. However, her cultivation had just begun, and Xi Mu Lingzhu and my immortal blood could only lead her to the right path and tell her which direction to go. Only if she is willing to go on strongly, the anger in her soul can be exhausted. When she shines again as a true pearl, she will be able to save the souls of those who have suffered in this war. ”

As if listening to a book from heaven, he tilted his head and didn't dare to ask questions endlessly. But in the end, he finally figured out one thing, and replied affirmatively: "I understand why this is Lingshuai's family heirloom! The home mentioned by Lingshuai refers to Jiluo Mountain! This pearl was originally owned by Aunt Ximu's mother, and after being obtained by the wicked, she used it to do bad things, and now it is taken back by Lingshuai, and it is fused with the water bell passed to you by Aunt Ximu, naturally it is your family heirloom!"

Ling Xuanluo smiled and held Xi Mu Mingzhu on his chest, looking forward to seeing her return to her true colors as soon as possible.