The body can still be scabbed after being stabbed, so how can the wound in the bottom of the heart heal.

After months of recuperation, the external injuries left by the Great War of Northern Darkness have healed, but he is still asleep, I don't know if the internal injuries have not healed yet, or if he just didn't want to wake up.

On this day, Huo Li, as usual, was alone in the library 'hard reading', and when it was almost dusk, the faint moonlight revealed a trace of hitting Huo Li's forehead, as if he was looking too intently, and the candlestick on the side was knocked down by him at some point, and he didn't even notice it.

A cold wind blew in the half-open window, and the candle flame on the floor slowly lit the curtain that had accidentally fallen. The fire was getting bigger and bigger, and it was about to burn to the bookshelf, but the people in front of the window still didn't react, thinking that it might be because his physique was already hot.

However, after half a cup of tea, the entire library was two-thirds lit, and Huo Lie realized the heat. ，

He protected the books beside him, and was about to face the fire in front of him, when suddenly, a golden box appeared in the midst of the raging fire, attracting his attention.

He didn't care about the fire in front of him, he made an enchantment for himself, and walked cautiously towards the box, he knew very well that in such a big fire, the box could be intact, and it would not be easy to think about it.

The floor on the ground had been burned out, and with a slight lift, the box automatically flew into his hand. He was a little surprised, could it be that the box would also recognize the Lord?

Because the fire was too big, he didn't care much, and flew out protecting the box.

A team of demon soldiers of the "Dharma Protector" hurried over.

He glanced at it casually, flicked his fingertips, extinguished the fire in front of him, and returned to his room with a few simple words of explanation.

Open the box, and inside is a golden scroll. He hurriedly opened the scroll, and the text on it surprised him.

Upper way: If you want to complete the gathering of spirits for the gods, you need to gather the soul of the magic sword first, that is, you need to collect the resentful spirits of the four directions and the artifacts of the four directions for the magic sword, and then, use the spirit of the magic sword to draw out the magic barrier of the power of the heart fire, so as to purify and unseal the power of the heart fire to complete the spirit gathering for the god.

However, since there are advantages and disadvantages: according to legend, as soon as the magic sword comes out, the demons rise together, changing the world.

Huo Lie frowned and thought about it, and decided to focus on the North Ink, so he hurriedly took the clue in his hand and ran to the North Ink's room.

Looking at the person who was still sleeping, Huo Lie clenched his fists uncomfortably: Puqing, this account, Huo Lie wrote down.

"Ink ...... I've found a way to heal the goddess Xue Ling," he sniffed and choked up, "but if you keep sleeping like this, I'll ...... I really...... I really don't know how to do it. ”

"Xue'er," Bei Mingmo suddenly murmured, "Stay, please." ”

This was probably the first time that Bei Mingmo had spoken since he fell asleep, and although it was only so, the fire seemed to see hope.

He continued, "Your Xue'er, she has turned into a snow lotus, Yunyin and I have done our best, but she has been withering, do you really bear it?" ”

The words of fire made Bei Mingmo desperately want to wake up, but he couldn't open his eyes, and a lot of black sweat began to ooze from his forehead, slowly turning into a blood-like red. Huo Lie carefully wiped the sweat that kept breaking out for him, and the joy in his eyes continued to spread.

Finally, half an hour later, Bei Mingmo opened his long-closed eyes, he looked around, his head was spinning rapidly, and the previous memories were like a spring, quickly filling his head.

The originally calm face was instantly replaced by absolute anger, and seeing that another 'storm' was coming, Huo Lie hurriedly handed the box in his hand to Bei Mingmo's eyes. He knew that even if Puqing and them did it again, Bei Yingmo was not in the mood to settle accounts with them now, what he had to do was to save Xue Ling first.

"This is a record of how to save the goddess Snow Spirit."

Bei Mingmo couldn't wait to open the box, his face finally softened a little, as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw, "Can you detect the Quartet artifact that imprisons the resentful spirits of the Quartet?" ”

"This?" Huo Lie paused for a moment, "After that battle, they sealed this place, and with my current strength, there is really no way to lift it" After speaking, Huo Lie seemed to think of something, and immediately added, "If you want to save the Goddess Snow Spirit, you must first restore your cultivation now." ”

Bei Mingmo, who wanted to get up, suddenly quieted down.

In the blink of an eye, another three months have passed, and after this period of recuperation, Bei Mingmo's body and cultivation have already completely recovered.

After he unlocked the seals of those people, Fire Flame and the others began to search everywhere to find out where the four evil spirits of 'Boruo, Dimo, Gray Thistle, and Jailer' were imprisoned and how to free them.

On this day, Bei Mingmo was still talking to himself to the snow spirit in the crystal box, but there was obviously a little more joy between his eyebrows and eyes.

He said, "Cher, are you okay?" Do you know what this martyr told me? He seemed to want to sell something, so he smiled again, and habitually reached out and stroked the crystal box, "You know what? Lie has found news of the thistle and the jailer, and soon, soon we will be able to see each other again. ”

In this way, day after day, year after year, Bei Yingmo would tell Xue Ling something about his past every day, and occasionally talk about the troubles of the beginning of their chaos. And Huo Lie and the others are looking for the Quartet Resentful Spirits and Quartet artifacts day and night.

Of course, during this period, the Divine Realm was not idle, and while they were constantly improving their cultivation, they also took into account the responsibility of restoring and maintaining the Six Realms.

A thousand years later, Bei Yingmo has long been qualified to gather spirits for the magic sword.

However, when he gathered the soul of Xue Ling, because he couldn't wake up in time, the Snow Lotus that carried the soul of Snow didn't renew his life in time, and now he can only live here with Xue Ling's True Body Lotus, so that she can recover her vitality, and then she can resurrect Xue Ling.

One day, on the gloomy gilded hall, Bei Mingmo looked at the only woman he had fallen in love with for tens of thousands of years in the crystal box, the corners of his eyes became a little moist, and he reached out and touched it, "Is this a tear?" ”

"Hmph," he whispered sadly, "Cher...... By the Lechuan River, the flowers are blooming on the other side, you say...... Thou shalt accompany me unto the end of the world and not forsake me, now...... Why do you leave me alone" Tears flowed so defenselessly, he only said, "Why? Hmph, since the heavens are not merciful, and the heavens are ruthless, then ...... Fight with the sky...... And what to do? ”

As he spoke, there was a slight coolness behind him, and Bei Ming Motou didn't reply: "Are you here to stop me from saving Xue'er?" If so, you don't have to waste your tongue. ”

On the top of the dull hall, Pu Qing, who was dressed in white, appeared in the center of the hall without any suspense. He looked indifferently at the back that was already a little crazy, and paused, with a little inexplicable emotion: "Bei Mingmo, do you know that the last thing she wants to see is ......." ”

"Shut up" only heard an angry roar, and Bei Mingmo on the high platform angrily interrupted the set of words that Pu Qing wanted to speak.

He glanced at the still indifferent people under the hall, and the anger in his heart intensified, "You don't have this qualification, you have given up on her."