In the small building, Lin Yuanchen took out the Kun Shen Zhan from the storage bracelet and handed it to Xiao Yu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Then he took the grate in his hand and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Xiao Yu lifted the Kun Shen Zhan and played a spiritual trick, the Kun Shen Zhan floated up from her hand and shone above Lin Yuanchen's head, and the faint green light spread out from the cup, holding Lin Yuanchen's Yuan Shen and the small grate in her hand.

Xiao Yu bit her lip, her hand changed, and in the green light of the Kun Shen Cup, a trace of yin fire rose, burning between Lin Yuanchen's Yuan Shen and Xiao Zhen.

I saw Lin Yuanchen's Yuan Shen frowning violently, and his hands clenched into fists.

A trace of immortal power flowed out of Lin Yuanchen's immortal soul, blended into the surrounding yin fire, and from this yin fire, it was transmitted to the grate, and the grate suddenly spread out, turning into a sword array that was countless times smaller, and countless small swords shuttled through it, and with the influx of fairy power, these swords gradually flashed out of crystal purple light.

Xiao Yu punched another trick at the Kun Shen Cup, and a seedling of Yin Fire that was fiercer than the former rushed straight towards Lin Yuanchen, this seedling of Yin Fire was used to refine Lin Yuanchen's immortal root to generate immortal power on its own, although it did not damage her Yuan Shen, but this taste was really uncomfortable.

Lin Yuanchen's primordial spirit was distorted, and his originally clenched fists were clenched to his knees at this time, and his face was also blue and red.

Xiaoyu's deity was also in the Kun Shen Cup, clinging to Lin Yuanchen's back pillow, blending with Lin Yuanchen's immortal soul, at this time, the soul shadow was outside, and a layer of sweat beads appeared on his forehead.

Lin Yuanchen, who was in the Kun Shen Zhan, was suffering from the burning heat and severe pain from his soul, and he only felt that his heart and soul were being torn apart.

She forced her breath and resisted every breath.

Gradually, her consciousness went blank for a moment, followed by a chaotic blur.

In the blur, she seemed to be in the midst of fire and water, unable to breathe in her mouth and unable to move her body.

Slowly, a ripple of fish scales appeared in front of me.

A tall white-clothed figure stood in front of her, wanting her to stare at her, with a look of surprise and surprise flashing in his eyes: "Brother Shadow, can you speak?" Are you still a woman? ”

"Zhang Xianzun, I was originally a woman......" I only heard myself say so.

The person in front of him took a step towards him, but he took a step back, he took three or four steps in succession, and he also took three or four steps back: "Zhang Xianzun, I can only be at your feet, you can't get close to me." ”

The eyes of the person in front of him seemed to flash a trace of loss, his eyes were very charming, as hazy as the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and as blue as the water and sky: "Since you are a woman, then I will call you a shadow in the future." ”

That night, the man in white sat on a four-legged stool, leaned forward, and talked freely with himself in the shadow all night.

After that, he followed the man in white in front of him to countless places, experienced countless lives and deaths, and talked for countless nights.

One day, the self in the shadow asked the man in white: "Zhang Xianzun, if I were a person, what do you think I would look like?" ”

"What will it look like?" The man in white sitting on the desk picked up a pen and drew on the paper, "Your voice is very good, maybe you look petite...... You come from my shadow, perhaps...... It looks the same as me......" he said, drawing his reverie on paper.

"Hehe, Zhang Xianzun, will that shadow one day turn into a human and walk out of your shadow?"

When the man in white heard this, his eyes were misty, and he put down the pen in his hand: "Shadow, are you willing to become enlightened with me?" Perhaps, on the day of enlightenment, you will walk out of my shadow. ”

Lin Yuanchen only felt a clear throbbing in his chest, as if he lowered his head, and said, "Okay......"

Suddenly, Lin Yuanchen felt an incomparable heartache, this heartache came from the most authentic and primitive corner of the soul, the pain made her wake up instantly, open her eyes, and see that there was still a green and fluffy yin fire around her.

"Xiaoyu, just now, what I saw, is it Zhang Shaotong?"

Xiao Yu was dripping with sweat on the side, and responded: "Yes, you were born from his shadow." ”

"Xiaoyu, I don't want to see these pictures again......"

"Then you'll keep your eyes open!"

Lin Yuanchen gritted his teeth, boiling through the pain of his soul tearing, and saw that the sword array in front of him had become thorough, and the Dao sword light appeared longer and sharper, exuding a faint immortal aura.

At this time, on Lin Yuanchen's back pillow, strips of golden mist were pulled out, and as soon as they touched the green yin fire around them, a large area of scarlet fire burst out, which was the ancient divine soul bloodline retained in the soul of the little jade dao.

The power of this bloodline is dissolved in the yin fire, and it is also refined into the sword array.

The fluorescent purple sword light in the sword array flashed faintly, and the golden red light flashed faintly.

The entire sword array exuded a coercion that had never been seen before, and this coercion came from Lin Yuanchen's immortal soul and fused with Xiao Yu's divine veins.

Lin Yuanchen raised his hand and stretched out into the sword array, only to feel a tingling pain in his fingertips, and in a fleeting rubbing, Lin Yuanchen felt that the bamboo sword in this sword array had evolved from wood to a texture that was neither stone nor gold, all strong and transparent.

"Xiaoyu, how long have I been here?"

"Not long, three days."

When Lin Yuanchen heard the words of these three days, her chest was surging and she wanted to gag, but she was now an immortal soul and would not gag.

"Xiaoyu, if I want to see those pictures again, you can talk to me. I don't want to know anything about the past life and the next life, I just want this life! ”

"Don't worry!"

On Yangshan, Zhang Shaotong, who was sitting in the hall and reading a miscellaneous drama script that circulated among the rivers and lakes, suddenly flew out of the sky.

saw the same picture and the same plot as Lin Yuanchen.

When he came back to his senses, he quietly closed the book and looked at Lin Yuanchen's figure in his heart, only to see that the petite figure was bowing his head at this time, and he could only see a round head.

"Yuji, what are you doing?" He spoke to the figure.

Lin Yuanchen in the Kun Shenzhan heard Zhang Shaotong's voice in his heart: "Yuji, what are you doing?" ”

"Master, I am refining my entry sword with the immortal power of the immortal root in the Kun Divine Cup." After a pause, he continued, "Master, I'm safe now, so there's no need to worry. ”

Zhang Shaotong closed his eyes and said a word faintly: "Okay!" ”

However, as soon as the word "good" fell, Lin Yuanchen suddenly felt a shock in the immortal soul dantian, and then the rolling immortal power poured out from the immortal root, half of which fused into the opposite sword array, and the other half wrapped his soul body, forming a second buffer and barrier between the soul body and the yin fire, so that the yin fire did not directly contact the immortal soul body, but could still absorb the immortal power in the soul body to refine the sword array.

In an instant, the pain on Lin Yuanchen's body was swept away, replaced by a burst of stretching comfort, and his constricted brows calmed down in an instant.

"Thank you, Master!" (To be continued.) )