I don't know how long it took, but Lingyu slowly regained her senses.

The pain of knowing the sea is irrepressible, as if someone is holding an awl and keeps beating it inside, which is dull and painful, and cannot be suppressed.

She was lying on the ground, unable to move her fingers.

"Don't say ......" Finally, she called out.

There was no movement in the sea of knowledge, and the power that wanted to erase her primordial spirit just now was gone, but at the same time, she couldn't feel the existence of the immortal book.

"Don't speak?" Lingyu is a little anxious, should they all die together?

"Don't make noise...... the voice was so weak that it wanted to be broken.

Hearing his voice, Lingyu breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that you're still alive......"

"Heh, my body is still there, and Old Ghost Jian wants to make waves and dream with just a wisp of divine sense!" Despite the weakness, the unspoken voice was still full of disdain.

Hearing this, Lingyu was truly relieved. He also has the strength to curse, which shows that he has not been fatally affected.

"That is the Mahayana monk Jian Zhenjun? Does he have a grudge against your master? Now, have you killed me? ”

"For Mahayana monks, there is no hatred or hatred, whether it is friend or foe, and it will change at any time." Without saying anything, it seemed that his strength was exhausted, and it took a long time before he continued, "Listen, you have to remember every word I say next, and you must not forget it." ”

This noisy machine spirit had never spoken in such a serious tone. Lingyu seemed to smell an ominous breath: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Ignoring her question, he continued: "This matter is not as simple as I originally thought. this world. I don't know 莃èiOh嗌傥; D 阋huanㄒ⌒brain傩⌒G O 墒楣 Ψǖmu stupid gray lonely freeze 鋈ァ!

Lingyu was stunned: "However, I have already handed over the exercises to the sect......"

Buyan smiled weakly: "I've thought about it, this is the best way to cover up." You send a letter to your cheap master, and let Taibai Sect cover it up for you. Hey, they can take advantage of it, and one day the road will be opened, and they will become the disciples of the Mahayana Yuanjun......"

“…… There's no time for you to get used to it. Old ghost Jian has a trace of divine sense, who knows what means the person behind the scenes will have, Qinglian has already reached his hands, if not, hehe...... You have to do your best to be a baby, and then reach the god and leave the Cangming realm! ”

"Don't speak?" Lingyu wanted to ask him what he meant, but he ignored it and continued to explain.

"I have a plan for what you want to do. Wait a while. I will hit this plan into your original god and follow this plan. In less than five hundred years, you can rush to the realm of the gods...... As for the immortal book, it will become an ordinary magic weapon in the future...... I don't have time to wait, so let you confess the Lord now. ”

These words were simply confessing the last words, and Lingyu shouted: "Don't say, what are you talking about?" What the hell is wrong with you? What confesses the Lord? ”

"Ha ......" Buyan laughed, his voice intermittent, "My Yuan Spirit has not been awakened for a long time, and it is still very fragile, although the old ghost Jian is only a wisp of divine sense, it is a genuine Mahayana cultivation...... Now that your Yuan Shen has been hit hard, if you take time to slowly recuperate, I'm afraid it will be too late. I will use the strength that I have cultivated over the years to erase the wounds of your primordial gods, and by the way, stabilize your cultivation, and then rely on yourself to ......"

"Nothing!" Lingyu was anxious, "What do you mean by this?" Next up on my own, what about you, where are you going? ”

"Me? Before refining the void, there was probably no way to wake up...... It's okay, it's just a reincarnation, and I will walk the path of incarnation again......"

Reincarnation? Lingyu's heart trembled and asked, "You mean to say that your Yuan Spirit will disperse?" ”

"It's not that miserable, my Yuan Spirit will be hidden in the immortal book......" Bu Yan cheered up, "Okay, I don't have time to explain to you in detail." In short, remember my words, be careful, do your best to transform into a god, and leave the Cangming Realm! ”

As soon as the words fell, the immortal book flew out of her sea of consciousness and was suspended in mid-air. Lingyu seemed to be pulled by the immortal book, and involuntarily sat up.

Then, she saw the light circulating on the fairy book, getting brighter and brighter, bright to the extreme, and a ball of spiritual light flew out of the fairy book and submerged into her sea of consciousness.

"Hmm......" Lingyu's heart was shocked. Inside, the aura seemed to contain the breath of another person, and it quickly merged with the sea of knowledge, as if they were originally one. She had a wonderful feeling, the moment of merging with the aura, as if she was finally whole.

"Confess the Lord!" Needless to say.

Lingyu was confused, and the essence blood was forced out from the center of his eyebrows, slowly overlapping with the immortal book.

On the immortal book, the light is lit up again, this light is much dimmer compared to the original, but it contains infinite vitality.

When the essence blood was submerged into the immortal book and completely blended, Lingyu suddenly came to her senses, and the hazy connection between herself and the immortal book became clear and clear, and the immortal book knew everything in her heart, as if this was originally a part of her.

Confessing the Lord...... She finally understood the meaning of the words, this is the magic weapon of recognizing the immortal book as the master!

"Nothing!" Confirming this fact, Lingyu was shocked, "Why can I confess the Lord?" This immortal book ......"

Buyan's voice became weaker and weaker: "I have integrated the master's breath into your body, and from now on, the immortal book will be your natal magic weapon." ”

The master's breath is the aura from before? Needless to say, he integrated the master's breath into her, so she replaced the original owner of the fairy book and became its new master? This...... Is that okay too? She had never heard of the natal magic weapon that could be exchanged for the owner......

"And what about your master?" She asked.

"I don't have time to explain to you...... The Netherworld of the old ghost of the wheel has been repaired by me, although it is only a fragment, it is also a space magic weapon, and it is a great help for you now...... Whether I can sober up again or not is up to you. ”

The words fell, and the fairy book flew back to her sea of knowledge. In the inner vision, the immortal book in the sea of knowledge slowly turned, as if gathering energy.

"Don't speak—" Lingyu didn't have time to speak, and then she felt a powerful force coming from the immortal book, full of colors and containing many pictures. Dense text. Infused with her primordial spirit.

She fell asleep again.

Lingyu had a dream. A hazy and real dream.

In the dream, she was a book, which was created by someone, and after a long period of recuperation, she turned into a Yuan Spirit. The primordial spirit grew stronger little by little, and finally cultivated into a spirit body.

"We, the machine spirits, have been since the day of our birth. Doomed to be entangled in cause and effect. We live for our masters and die for our masters, and we have no choice. At first, I was also confused, why do we have to accept such a fate, if I am not the natal magic weapon, maybe one day I can be like the Enlightened Heavenly Monarch, get free and live for myself. However, when the master's body was destroyed and the spirit was dissolved, I finally understood......"

"Hundreds of thousands of years. We are dependent on each other, and our fates have long been linked. When I was complaining about fate. Aren't you enjoying the fruits of fate? There are gains, there are losses, and that's it. ”

"Be as strong as you might, my master."

When she woke up, Lingyu didn't remember what she had dreamed about, but she was surrounded by a serene and sad feeling, her eyelashes moved, and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

Knowing the sea is no longer painful, the Yuan Shen is as good as ever, and even more powerful, with a surging spiritual breath like the sea, at least more than ten years of cultivation.

"Don't say ......," she called softly.

No one answered, the sea was empty, and there was no longer a voice talking in a rambling voice, reminding this and reminding that.

Lingyu looked at the immortal book that was flowing in the sea of consciousness and was one with her mind, and closed her eyes.

It is not said that he used the strength that he had finally obtained after many years of cultivation to melt away the injury of her Yuan Shen, and also pushed her, so that she saved more than ten years of cultivation and entered the middle stage as soon as possible.

She didn't know why Buyan did this for her, and she didn't know how she could make Xianshu recognize her master. Needless to say, he asked her to find a master for him, but now......

She once had an association, but she didn't deny it.

How is it possible for a monk to confess someone else's natal weapon? Is it because of that aura? Or, the owner of the silent word has died, but retains the residual breath, so the immortal book can be preserved? Now, he fused this aura with her, and she became the master of the fairy book?

Lingyu's mind was in turmoil, and it took a long time for it to slowly calm down.

No matter what the truth is, it goes without saying that sacrificing herself for her is a fact, and the immortal book is already her natal magic weapon, which is also a fact. Since there is no way to know the truth now, then do as she says, as long as she is strong, she will always wake up.

Be cautious and let the sect cover up for her...... Get strong and leave the realm.

Lingyu opened her eyes with a determined gaze.

Needless to say, she had already planned for her, how to go from Yudan to turning into a god, there was a clear and clear path, she just had to follow it. He's done that, and he's on her own.

Lingyu stood up, making sure that she had no damage, turned into a retreat, passed through the passage, and swept out of the fairyland.

Xuanyuanguan and the others had been waiting here for a day and a night, and if it weren't for Zhang Qingshu's suppression, they would have been impatient. Seeing her come out, everyone was overjoyed.

"Senior Sister Cheng!" The happiest is Zhang Qingshu, "Are you okay?" ”

Lingyu restrained her feelings and nodded: "The passage has been opened, you guys go and take a look." ”

From the entrance of the fairyland, the road is flat all the way to the misty ferry.

Everyone was stunned to see the volcanic space that she had transformed. I saw a transparent passage running through the sky, sinking into the volcano. Obviously there is nothing, but there is truth when you step on it.

Everyone was secretly amazed, looking at that senior Cheng in awe, and their hearts had an endless yearning for the upper realm.

It turns out that there is such an immortal art in this world, so how wonderful should the immortal cultivation world in the upper realm be?

Before leading them to the spatial node, Lingyu said, "To enter the spatial node, you need to bear the power of teleportation. Cultivators below the fifth level of Qi refining had better not try it, lest they be destroyed by the spatial magnetic force to destroy their own aura balance. ”

"Yes." Zhang Qingshu's old face was refreshed, "Can we go to the Upper Realm now?" ”

Lingyu smiled and bowed: "Yes." (To be continued......)

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