Sleepless nights.......

Although for cultivators like Li Yiwen, restlessness has long been commonplace.

Looking at the rising sun, hidden and in the morning mist, there was a faint trace of sunlight, and a little sunlight passed through the window and shone on Li Yiwen's face.

Looking at the rising sun hidden in the morning mist, Li Yiwen gradually lost his mind, put his mind into the mist, and put his heart in the looming morning sun.

He felt his chest burn hotter, as if a bonfire was burning in his heart, and he could feel the blood in his arms flowing rapidly, like a rushing river, like a beast raging in the wilderness.

He felt his whole body burn, and at that moment, he realized that he was not in the dark, damp, dirty room, but at that moment he seemed to be in the morning sun, or rather, he was the morning sun.

His eyes seemed to be burning, and the great pain merged with the sense of strength that filled his body.

He felt that the yang eye and the rising sun resonated, the two were constantly calling each other, constantly attracting, under the call of the arrogant rising sun, the yang eye was constantly transforming itself, letting the blood in his body continue to flush his meridians, and let his washed meridians sublimate his own blood.

His body grew hotter and hotter, as if it had been burned from the inside out, and in his own senses, he became a ball of fire.

The bones are melting, turning into solution, the skin is burning, turning to ashes.

The red-hot solution flowed through the veins, and the flying ash dissipated in the air.

It's like an illusion, but it's so real.

He could feel everything in his body, along with his skin, dissipating, turning into flying ashes or "molten slurry" flowing in his veins.

is passing, Li Yiwen's life is passing.

But in the same way, Li Yiwen's life is sublimating.

Sink in the twilight, born in the morning sun.

Chaoyang is a new life, and Chaoyang is the sublimation of life.

The flesh is also being reshaped as it passes.

Every part, internal organs, blood bones, and meridians, was once again reshaped after being burned by the flames of the rising sun.

Every reshaping is a sign of Li Yiwen's sublimation of strength and spirit.

The festering skin began to reassemble, and the melted flesh began to repair.

Li Yiwen's body began to reshape.

Li Yiwen curled up on the bed, and the whole person began to burn, the flames wrapped him in the middle, and the corpse that had become like a dry corpse because of the yang eyes began to become vibrant.

The blazing air wave swept through the entire room, Li Yiwen was like the sun in this heaven and earth, and all the heat and quantity were emitted from him.

The time and space of the entire room seemed to stand still, and the only sound in the whole room was the crackling sound of flames reshaping Li Yiwen's body and the heat wave that kept churning in the air.

Eventually, it was time for the morning fog to clear and the morning sun to emerge.

Li Yiwen's remodeling of his body finally stopped.

After the continuous baptism, Li Yiwen was so tired that he fell asleep on the already scorched bed. This was the most exhausting and relaxing moment for him during this time.

.................

Outside Li Yiwen's room, Zhang Yan sat on a chair in his usual posture, crossed Erlang's legs, supported his left cheek with his left hand, and glanced aimlessly at the already rotted book in front of him.

Even outside Li Yiwen's room, he still felt the hot feeling like the sun in the room. Of course, he also knew what that burning sensation meant.

"Yang Yan is starting to reshape his body, and next, it's time to give him that thing, after his grandfather's fruit comes, of course. Zhang Yan looked at the worn-out book and muttered to himself, his legs were constantly shaking, as if he couldn't wait.

After a while, Zhang Yan stopped shaking his legs, took a deep breath, skillfully took out an inferior cigarette from his pocket, held the cigarette in his mouth, snapped his fingers and lit the cigarette, and then muttered to himself

"Next, do you go for a walk or go for a drink?"

As he spoke, he strode towards the door.

However, as he was about to open the door, he snorted impatiently, and a trace of impatience and disgust began to appear in his eyes.

Immediately, he crossed his hands on his hips and began to impatiently place his left foot.

"Three ........."

"Two ........."

"One .........."

"Boom!"

The door was violently slammed open, and the dilapidated walls began to shed dust due to the strong impact, and the lime kept falling on Zhang's hair, and the door began to crack, and then the door finally broke with a "groan", and completely ended its miserable life.

Among the dust and sawdust was none other than the smiling girl.

A pair of jet-black hair blended with gray dust, a pair of willow eyebrows frowned, all revealed in the beautiful eyes was panic, his cheeks were red, his breathing was unusually short, his hands were holding on to the edge of the door, and he bent down to exhale.

"What's the matter, landlord, are you in such a hurry?" Zhang Yan saw that the girl was in a hurry, and hurriedly pulled the chair over, signaling for her to sit down.

The girl stepped back from her chair and allowed herself to breathe breathlessly, inhaling the smoke and dust into her mouth.

Seeing that the beautiful cheeks were covered with dust, Zhang Yan waved his hand lightly, and the dust in the house finally disappeared. And the girl felt her breathing ease.

"Thank you........." The girl took a deep breath and finally stood up straight, only then did Zhang Yan realize that the girl who had been "heartless" all day long was full of seriousness and nervousness at this time.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yan hurriedly asked.

"What's the matter? there's something wrong with Spirit Sword Mountain!" the girl said in a panic.

Lingjian Mountain, as one of the few famous sects in the entire human world, promised that if something happened, the entire human world would be a bloody storm.

"Something happened, who would dare to do something to Lingjian Mountain?" Zhang Yan was also quite disdainful, thinking that the girl had made a mistake, and she had heard some leftist news.

After all, the status of Spirit Sword Mountain is there. Who would dare to make a mistake for ordinary people? Who would have nothing to do with those big sects to cause trouble?

"Who?Wuye Mountain!Wuye Mountain Lord Ye Quanqin took the Evil Elder and Elder Wu and countless Wuye Mountain disciples to surround the Spirit Sword Mountain. The girl was already flustered to the extreme, and began to speak a little incoherently.

"Wuye Mountain, how could it be, how could Wuye Mountain have such power?" Zhang Yan was also a little anxious, after all, Li Yiwen and Li Penghao were from Lingjian Mountain, and they were indispensable links to him in a sense.

"I don't know, this time the Wuye Mountain is extremely powerful. Li Guanhua and Li Penghao fought to the death with their disciples, and Li Yang led some people to fight a bloody way, ready to go elsewhere for help. ”

"Anomalous...... Powerful? ”

Zhang Yan, unable to figure it out for a while, paced back and forth in the room, and suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he rushed to Li Yiwen's room like crazy, ready to wake up Li Yiwen.

Demand immediate action!

Zhang Yan thought so in his heart, he already knew in his heart who was behind the attack, who made Wuye Mountain so powerful.

—————— world is in chaos!

(Li Yiwen's memories are coming to an end, and the storyline is about to return to normal!)