No. 1239 Secret Realm (3)

Wan Yanqin looked at him with a smile, "Feng Jingyun, I have heard of your name, and I once sent someone to kill you, but I didn't expect you to become one of our fierce generals now." ”

"Wechen should be obedient as soon as possible. ”

"You follow Sakura well and assist her to protect the country, and I will let you get glory and wealth. ”

Feng Jingyun wanted to say that he didn't want glory and wealth, but just wanted to follow Yan Ying, but he was suppressed by Yan Ying's eyes, and he was busy kowtowing to thank him.

The Lengda, Lenger, and Stunned San brought by him were all awarded according to their military merits, and these 50,000 soldiers received more rewards than the other soldiers who went out with Yan Ying this time.

Wan Yan Qin also hosted a banquet to entertain all the generals who accompanied Yan Ying on this expedition, and Yan Ying had a higher reputation in the army.

The cultivation was also extremely smooth, and five days after they came back, Yan Ying went to the altar again, and Xuanzang appeared again.

When Qin Yu saw him, his eyes sank.

Every time I saw this person, it was like seeing an illusory thing, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and I couldn't see through his mind, but I could feel a certain uneasiness and gloom.

Xuanzang didn't care about Qin Yu's expression, just waited for Yan Ying to come up and clasped his hands together at her: "Today is going to enter a critical stage." ”

Yan Ying nodded, "Okay." ”

Her own body knew that it was easier and easier for her recent cultivation to enter the realm of deep dormancy, but what made her anxious was that she would never have the opportunity to see the water mirror again, and she didn't know her mother's situation.

There was an inexplicable uneasiness circulating in her heart, and she became more and more eager to open the secret realm.

Yan Ying walked into the cultivation room, Xuanzang followed closely, and Qin Yujian frowned.

"Princess, you have to pay attention to something......" As he spoke, he leaned close to Yan Ying's ear and whispered, as if Qin Yu didn't want to hear it, and the voice didn't come out at all.

Although Qin Yu was unhappy, because it involved the secret of Wanyan's mental method, if he interfered forcefully, Yan Ying might be unhappy, so he endured it, just staring at Xuanzang vigilantly, if he was not good for Yan Ying, he would solve him with one palm!

Yan Ying listened carefully, Xuanzang spoke for a full quarter of an hour, and Xuanzang walked away, looking at her with burning eyes, "Let's start!"

He stared at Yan Ying walking onto the ice bed, sitting cross-legged, cross-legged on the spot, pinching the lotus with both hands on his knees, watching Yan Ying close her eyes and enter the cultivation party, squinting her eyes and sitting quietly cross-legged.

Qin Yu also chose a place to sit cross-legged.

Time slipped away minute by minute, and Yan Ying gradually entered deep cultivation.

The first few times, I felt my blood boiling all over my body, and my whole body was so hot that it almost melted the ice bed under my seat.

Yan Ying understood at this time, why she was cultivating on the ice bed.

Beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, white smoke rose above her head, her heart was like being burned, her consciousness was gradually confused, and she couldn't even find a channel for luck, and the air flow in her stomach was chaotic, and she quickly recited her mental method silently, forcing herself to calm down, but it seemed to be useless.

Suddenly, she felt a stream of ice coming from outside her body, heading straight for her frenzied bloodstream, and it took a while for this stream of ice to control her boiling breath and accompany her luck.

Suddenly, her mind lit up, and she came to the hall of divine consciousness again, and the water mirror appeared in front of her again.

She rushed over in ecstasy, and saw her mother again, which made her burst into tears.

But her mother's pale face made her heart ache, and she saw her mother talking to the nurse.

Mom had a form in front of her, and the nurse's soft voice reached her ears.

"This is an organ donation application form, you can fill it out. ”

Organ Donation Application Form?

Yan Ying's heart tightened.