In the dimly lit room, a dark shadow sat down quietly cross-legged, and the black hair was gently draped over his shoulders, and there was no wind to automatic. His hands were flat on his knees, facing the sky, and he trembled gently as he breathed peacefully.

Wisps of red-colored energy continued to linger in the room, and finally left clear traces in the air, and in the blink of an eye, they burrowed into the figure and disappeared. Around the figure's body, there were constantly swirling wisps of bright white light, fluorescent and shining, looking extremely beautiful.

The calm face flickered in the flickering of the white light, but the gently closed eyes showed the calm of this person, as if he had no quarrel with the world. It's just that when a trace of red continues to burrow into the body, there will occasionally be a blush on the calm face, and in the blink of an eye, it will disappear again.

This is where Doreen usually cultivates, and no one knows, including Ling'er. Here, all year round, lukewarm, dimly lit, but Yang Yan felt that the energy here was several times stronger than outside, and even a small 'essence' divine power was needed to condense a powerful blow.

In the dantian, the white 'colored' sword qi was already empty, and all of it was lingering and flashing around the body. Like a silkworm that is about to spin silk and form a cocoon, it exudes the last 'essence' of life, and perhaps after this, it will usher in a more beautiful life. The red-colored sword qi, like a handful of sticky red clay, seemed to slowly rotate in the dantian, but it exuded a huge amount of coercion and energy, filling the entire room with a powerful aura.

The air is no longer quiet, sometimes frenzied and sometimes frozen, and Yang Yan's surroundings are constantly 'alternating' between hot and cold. The tyrannical aura also accumulated over time, and it seemed that at a certain moment, it would all erupt, and the 'excited' emitted an incomparably huge energy 'wave'.

The golden-colored ball in the sword qi seemed extremely calm at this time, did not rotate or move, as if asleep, lying quietly in the dantian, letting the surrounding red-colored sword qi rotate, turning a blind eye. This is also what makes Yang Yan feel suspicious.

Normally, as long as Yang Yan's 'essence' divine power moved slightly, the golden 'colored' ball would spin wildly, 'stimulating' all the energy in his body, helping Yang Yan exert his powerful strength in battle. But since Yang Yan came in, there has been no movement. However, feeling that it did not affect his cultivation, Yang Yan had no choice but to close his mind again and quietly comprehend......

"Huh, why are so many people flying up these days?" beside the ascension pool, five burly men quietly watched the changes in the ascension pool. However, in the past few days, there have been more than several times more newcomers in the Ascension Pool than at other times. Just like today, before half of the time, more than 200 people have already soared. This situation surprised them a little.

"Could it be that something happened in the material realm that made their cultivation speed faster?" said the other person.

"It's possible, it's possible. A square-faced man said thoughtfully. "It seems that in this case, we have to report to the main gods and let the five main gods study it together, otherwise this god realm will not be able to fit it. ”

"That's right, I think I'll go back and report now. ”

In the Ziyuan Mansion, except for a few people who were cleaning, it was empty. One room after another, the 'door' was closed, and it was a lonely scene, but in the cultivation ground, it was in full swing. Hundreds of people waved their fists in this sound area at the same time, roaring violently, and energy ripples one after another, constantly filling the entire cultivation field.

Six years have passed since Yang Yan's retreat, and during this period, these people will insist on coming here to cultivate, whether it is windy, rainy, or ice and snow. However, in the past six years, everyone has not seen Doreen again, no one knows where she went, and some people are even speculating that Doreen and Yang Yan went into retreat together. Some people also speculated that Yang Yan might have returned to the family, and the retreat was just a lie.

However, no matter what everyone guesses, they all hope that Yang Yan can come back. The 'Flame Demon' who was severely punished at the beginning seems to be really missed. Ling'er, in particular, has become less likely to speak, and is depressed all day long, often standing by the window and staring at the night sky, sometimes sighing. Ling'er's change also surprised many sisters, and some even began to make fun of her.

"Sister Ling'er, are you thinking about our 'Flame Demon'?" said a 'girl' child who was slightly shorter than Ling'er and said with two dimples.

"Wherever there is, it's all nonsense. Ling'er turned her head, but found that the 'girl' child's shining eyes were looking him up and down, and there was a hint of banter hidden in her eyes.

The quiet moonlight, through the gap between the leaves, gently sprinkled in the courtyard, a few rays of light reflected on the windowsill, two white faces with different thoughts, quietly lying on the edge of the window, looking out. A gentle breeze made the hair of the two of them move quietly, and they looked extremely moving.

"Lianna, when did you say Yan Shuai will come back?" Ling'er asked softly as she looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"Who knows?" said Liana, pouting. "He didn't say a word to us when he left, maybe he would have quietly returned to the family alone, and who knows if he would come back. Maybe he just came out out out of curiosity, a person of his strength is probably an important member of their family, maybe he is still some kind of heir. ”

Lianna's words made Ling'er's body tremble slightly, and a trace of disappointment appeared in her eyes, and then she sighed and smiled bitterly. "yes, how could someone as good as him stay here. "When I saw Yang Yan with the strength of one person, he repelled twenty lower-rank gods, and then stood alone with three middle-rank gods, his vigorous figure and strong strength had conquered Ling'er's heart. Who knows, Yang Yan is blind to her feelings, and the more this happens, the more obsessed Ling'er becomes. It wasn't until Yang Yan's departure in the end that she sobered up, and what followed was pain, love, how could she not say it?

"Sister Ling'er, although Yan Shuai is very good, he may not belong here, so why bother. Lianna looked helplessly at Ling'er, who was already in tears, and said softly, and then sighed deeply. "Even if he comes back, what if he makes us cultivate, it already shows that in his family, the strength is the first. ”

"I know that. Ling'er said lightly. "Otherwise, would I have worked so hard to cultivate, although there is still some distance from the upper god, but in front of the middle god, I am afraid that I am still not afraid of many people. It's just, it's just...... The distance from him is too great. Forget it, go back to sleep...... I still have to practice tomorrow. ”

After Ling'er finished speaking, she turned away, leaving Liana standing alone by the windowsill, her smiling face slowly becoming melancholy. Looking at the moonlight that was gradually blocked by dark clouds, a crystal tear also quietly flowed out of the corner of his eye, slid across his face, and finally landed on the windowsill, splashing a small water 'flower'......

In the room, Yang Yan still maintained that posture. Although his body did not move, all kinds of postures kept flashing in his mind, and in his mind at this time, it was Yang Yan holding the red 'colored' long sword, constantly waving it, and the sword qi like blood flashed quickly, leaving traces in the air, and finally disappeared into the sky, disappearing at the end of sight.

The red 'color' sword qi had already completed filling the entire space, even if Yang Yan was just a thought now, he could make all the sword qi in the space gather together, and he could completely control them without even too much 'essence' divine power. Yang Yan stood on top of the void, his eyes closed, constantly feeling the changes in the energy around him, even the slightest trace of energy 'waves' could resonate with him.

In the dantian, the erected sword cyclone had already accelerated the speed of rotation, and every time it circled, the speed was a few points faster, and in the end, there was a red glow, and the light was shining. It is like a red 'color' mirror, reflecting every inch of energy and objects in the space. At this moment, the originally static golden 'colored' ball finally began to shake, and the golden 'color' light instantly filled the entire dantian.

In the space, the floating red 'color' energy suddenly converged towards Yang Yan's body under a powerful suction, and finally flowed through the meridians to one place - the dantian. The red 'color' sword qi in the dantian also instantly became thicker, and even the face 'color' changed from the original red 'color' to a dark red 'color'.

Call...... Originally, the energy that could be seen everywhere in the heavens and the earth disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, and then looking at Yang Yan's dantian, it was much thicker than before. Withdrawing from his inner vision, Yang Yan found that the changes in his body were exactly the same as those he had just seen through his mind. I couldn't help but be overjoyed. Immediately, the divine consciousness moved, and the white 'colored' sword qi that lingered outside the body was instantly released, followed by a 'whew', all of which were included in the body, and gathered into the dantian again, and the original scene of one red and one white also appeared again.

Yang Yan slowly opened his eyes, felt the full energy of his whole body, stretched out his arms, and suddenly made a sound of bones moving. "I don't know how far it has come now. Yang Yan muttered, stood up, and at the moment when he pushed open the 'door', Yang Yan's figure instantly turned into a ray of light and disappeared.

When Yang Yan reappeared, he had already arrived at the room where he was originally staying. The room was empty at this time, but the contents were spotless, and it seemed that someone was cleaning it every day during his absence. I looked around with some emotion, and then went to the small lake behind.

When Yang Yan just pushed open the back door, he heard a slight sound of water, and then saw a figure floating on the originally quiet lake. The white skin glows faintly in the moonlight, like a fairy, and the endless beauty is fully displayed. The slender 'jade' hand is gently moving the water surface, and the circle of water 'waves' is constantly floating back and forth between the figure and the lake.

"How could it be her?" Yang Yan was not too far away from Xiaohu, although it looked quite vague, but judging from the aura emanating from the lake, this person was very familiar.