Yun Yan'er guided her own weak spiritual power and slowly wrapped the pill that she swallowed in.

She closed her eyes and examined her spiritual roots with her divine sense.

I saw that the pill exuded a slight medicinal property in her body, but it was only a trace of medicinal properties, and her spiritual root didn't seem to have changed, but it only made her dantian have a slight spiritual power recovery.

Yun Yan'er opened her eyes and saw that Zixuan Zhenjun was looking at herself eagerly.

"How's Bing'er?"

Yun Yan'er slowly got out of bed.

"It's not useful for the spiritual root, but it does have some use for my dantian. ”

After saying this, a trace of loss appeared in Zixuan's eyes.

"It's okay or not, if the dantian recovers, you won't be so weak, Bing'er, if you can practice this medicine, just practice more and put it on your body, and it's good to be able to repair the dantian." ”

Yun Yan'er nodded.

She turned to look at Mo Huan on the side.

The little hand reached out, and she felt that Mo Huan's breath was becoming more and more stable, and she couldn't help but nod.

"This medicine for external injuries is really good, the Great Elder is willing to take out such a thing. ”

Zixuan Zhenjun smiled: "That's true, there are really few things that can be taken out of his hands, Bing'er, you are one." ”

The master and apprentice talked for a while before Zixuan Zhenjun left the bedroom.

The sky gradually darkened, and Yun Yan'er sat cross-legged on the futon, waiting for Mo Huan to wake up.

Holy Abyss.

Chiyang had been sitting motionless in the room, and Aoyama would come to Chiyang's room late at night and watch his every move.

Ever since the last time he had a sudden pain in his chest, Aoyama seemed to be very anxious.

"Why do you come to my window every day?"

Chiyang's cold voice came into Qingshan's ears.

Qingshan smiled slightly: "It's nothing, it just depends on whether you remember something." ”

Chiyang got up and walked outside the door, and the two of them looked at each other, facing each other like this.

"What is my relationship with you, and why do we look exactly the same?"

Aoyama walked around Chiyang a few times with a smile on his face.

"It's exactly the same, do you want to know where you come from?"

Chiyang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes narrowed slightly to look at Qingshan.

"You know?"

Qingshan nodded: "The two of us look exactly the same, I naturally know who you are, do you want to know? I can tell you." ”

Chiyang stared at him motionlessly, but after a while, Chiyang turned around and left, and walked straight to the house.

Qingshan, who was left behind, stood in place, with a puzzled face.

"Hey, don't you want to know who you are?"

Chiyang sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

"The two of us look the same, it should be brothers, look at what you are wearing and the people around you, you should be a person with a very high status here, since your status is very high, my status should not be much worse, as for what to call it, I am not interested." ”

A smile tugged at the corner of Aoyama's mouth, and he walked into the door with his feet raised, and he sat down opposite Chiyang.

"You don't want to know, I'm going to say, I think you should also shoulder your burden, sitting in the house all day motionless, a big man is more beautiful than everyone else. ”

Chiyang's cold gaze glared at him, didn't speak, picked up a cup of tea and drank it again.

"Let me tell you, this is Shengyuan, you are the Holy Lord here, your name is Qingshan, and I am a disciple of the Fengyan Sect of the Immortal Cultivation Realm since I was a child. ”

Chiyang was stunned: "Your name is Chiyang?"

Qingshan raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Yes, my name is Chiyang, your name is Qingshan, you are the Holy Lord of this abyss, you can't be depressed like this anymore, you have to shoulder the responsibility of this holy abyss." ”

Chiyang frowned and muttered the name in his mouth, why did he feel so familiar?

"Chiyang...... Why does it feel so familiar?"

Qingshan glanced at him: "Are you not familiar with my name?" Remember, your name is Qingshan is the Holy Lord of Shengyuan, by the way, I will leave tomorrow, you stay here and take care of Shengyuan, I am going back to my Fengyan Sect, I can't accompany you here, as for when I will come back, I don't know, you are recovering from a serious illness, you are not in a hurry to manage Shengyuan for a while, take your time." ”

After speaking, Qingshan raised his feet and walked out of Chiyang's door.

Chiyang kept frowning, repeating those two words.

I don't know when he fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up again, the scene in front of him was no longer his old room, but a majestic palace, which was magnificent.

Chiyang slowly walked out of bed, only to see several maids walking in with all kinds of toiletries in their hands.

"Greetings Holy Lord. ”

He frowned slightly: "What about Chiyang, let him come to see me." ”

The maid bowed her head and replied respectfully: "Back to the Holy Lord, the Prince of Chiyang has returned to the sect, and he said that he has obtained your permission, doesn't the Holy Lord even know?"

Chiyang was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "I know, you guys should step aside." ”

A few of the maids put down the contents of their hands, gave a salute and withdrew.

Chiyang glanced around the hall, why did he feel so strange here? The people and things here, everything here he felt cold and abnormal, without a trace of temperature, making him feel as if he had never been here before.

At this time, a sound startled Chiyang's heart.

He walked out of the room on tiptoe, and quickly came to the direction where the sound came from, only to see a group of unicorns fluttering at the gate of the attacker Shengyuan.

He just thought about it, but he saw a Qilin led by him see his figure and said to the Qilin behind him.

"Alright, that's all for today, evacuate!"

In an instant, all the unicorns left the place, leaving Chiyang stunned in place.

Just when Chiyang was about to ask what was going on, a man in black quickly ran towards it, knelt on the ground and said respectfully.

"The Holy Lord has disturbed you, this group of Qilin is here again today, and they come back after a few times every day, the Holy Lord really doesn't know when this is a head. ”

Chiyang didn't speak, glanced at the door, saw that all the unicorns had left, and turned back to the house.

And the black-robed man kneeling on the ground didn't feel his strangeness, because the Qingshan in the past was also so cold, but the coldness of the two was slightly different.

Chiyang's coldness is to treat everyone as if he doesn't take it to heart, while Qingshan's icy coldness is gloomy and cold, making people shiver.

The black-robed man thought that the Holy Lord of his family was in a bad mood, and he didn't dare to ask, seeing that the Holy Lord walked into the main hall, he had to stand at the door of the main hall and guard the Holy Lord of his family.

Chiyang walked into the room and frowned.

"Why do I feel so strange? Chiyang...... Feng Yan Sect ...... , why every time I think of this, I feel a trace of power in my heart. ”

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