Chapter Twenty-Six: Jade Smoke
Unexpectedly, this spirit fruit really sent itself to Wen Xuening's side!
Boasting of escaping, Wen Shu was very surprised, but on the surface, he tried very hard to keep his composure, turned around and walked over to meet Wen Xuening, and chuckled: "It's a long story." β
At this time, the night was thick, but Wen Xuening recognized Wen Shu in the dark at a glance, a cluster of fireworks rose from her fingers, and with the bright firelight, she looked her up and down carefully, only to see that the girl in front of her was a little wrinkled except for the cotton robe, and there were some snowflakes on it, but in general she was unscathed, so she breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed her head: "I'm worried about death!"
After that, the two of them walked to the place where Wen Xuening had camped behind a boulder before, and when Wen Xuening had re-set up a magic circle around him, he sat down cross-legged with Wen Shu.
She was pleasantly surprised: "Shu Shu, how did you find me?"
With the heroine's father here, his safety is very guaranteed, at this moment, Wen Shu's pounding heart has calmed down a little, so he simply typed a draft in his abdomen and organized the language,
Wen Shu's narrative language is fluent and clear, as much as possible, without his own subjectivity, nor his own guesses, the details do not match, only the spirit looks like her previous life, but she is the Tao, this spirit is the same as what she was born in!
Finally, Wen Shu took out the brush that the spirit had given her from her pocket, and wondered:
"I haven't looked closely, and I don't know what it's for. β
Under the firelight, the brush in Wen Shu's hand has become much clearer, not so much that this is a brush, but rather a jade jade pen, the body of the jade pen is different from the spirit pen, there is no brilliance, which makes him look no different from ordinary brushes, but the pen barrel jade is mellow and simple, the pen is soft and smooth, and the whole body exudes a long-standing and weathered atmosphere!
Wen Xuening took the jade pen and looked at it carefully, I don't know why, this very ordinary-looking green jade brush actually gave her a vague familiar feeling!
The last time she felt this way was when she inherited the inheritance of the gods, but she could vaguely feel that this thing did not belong to her.
After thinking for a moment, Wen Xuening returned the jade pen to Wen Shu and said seriously: "Shu Shu, this pen looks ordinary, but in fact, I am afraid that it is extraordinary, you try to drip into the essence of blood in your heart, and I will protect you the Fa." β
Wen Shu nodded again and again, if it was to confess the lord by the side of the heroine, she would like to believe that this jade pen would be the opportunity she got after entering the secret realm this time!
So he sat upright, took out a sharp long blade, Wen Shu gritted his teeth, fast and accurate, stabbed and pierced into the heart!
Endured the severe pain, she tried her best to control the muscles and blood in her chest, and finally successfully took out a drop of essence blood from her heart!
As soon as the essence blood came out, Wen Shu's little face turned pale in an instant, and she immediately took the pill handed over by Wen Xuening.
Wen Shu was only in the Qi refining period, and he shouldn't have taken out the essence and blood of his heart at will like this.
If it weren't for the fact that the realm after this inexplicable breakthrough was very stable, on an ordinary day, if the monk took the essence and blood of the heart without authorization, it would be easy to fall into the realm if it was not good, and in serious cases, it would even lose the foundation of cultivation!
But out of trust in the heroine's father, Wen Shu did not hesitate!
Quickly drip the essence blood in his heart on the jade pen, and soon, there was an indescribable feeling welling up in his heart, Wen Shu only felt dizzy, groggy, and actually fell asleep!
Since the practice, because of trying to catch up with the footsteps of the heroine, Wen Shu has used meditation instead of sleeping, and he has not slept for a long time.
In the dream, the world is vast, and the situation is very similar to the secret realm of the here and now, and there is a foggy patch everywhere.
Wen Shu found that he had grown a lot taller, wearing a plain robe, the robe was insoluble, the sword was inviolable, and he didn't know what material it was.
She was in the snow, running and running, running and running, as if she was chasing something, or being chased by something......
Gradually, a black shadow appeared in a trance ahead, and the black shadow loomed, which seemed to be able to be caught quickly, and seemed to be far away in the sky.
"Shu Shu. β
The dark shadow called, his voice ethereal, inaudible, unable to tell whether the other party was male or female.
As soon as the scene turns,
The surroundings suddenly turned into a sea of fire, and dozens of phantoms could be vaguely seen floating in the sky, the wind and fire crackled and whistling in the rain, Wen Shu fell into the wet and muddy swamp, the sky flashed and thundered, pouring rain, and fireworks raged around......
"Witch!
A thunderous cry slammed into her ears and ears,
Wen Shu had a splitting headache and struggled to get up, but his limbs couldn't move, let alone use the spiritual power in the sea of qi.
She could feel that her body contained unimaginable power at this moment, and the sea of qi was churning like an ocean, but she couldn't move, and she couldn't even use a drop of spiritual power.
"Cracklingβ"
When the lightning and thunder roared, countless fireworks and thunder lights overwhelmed her in an instant.
Wen Shu lost consciousness.
For a long time, like a mother gently touching her head when she was a child, a warm and soft light woke her up, she looked around, and the surrounding scenery changed again, this place is a quiet valley.
The fragrance of flowers, the song of birds, the breeze.
Directly in front of you is a crystal clear spring, and above the spring, there is a jade pen floating!
Wen Shu stretched out his hand to probe, but found that he had become a phantom that could not be seen clearly, and he couldn't touch the real thing no matter what, and when he was anxious, a girl staggered out of the grass on the side!
The girl's face was blurred and she couldn't see her face clearly.
I saw her happily walking in front of Wen Shu, but she couldn't see her, she took off the jade pen, smiled skillfully, and said: "Jade is smoking." β
Jade smoke, jade smoke.
Wen Shu had a splitting headache again, why would she feel familiar with the name!
This jade pen is called Yusheng Yan!
It was as if a gate had suddenly opened, and a memory that did not belong to Wen Shu suddenly poured into her mind:
Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.
Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.
There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.
"Shushu, Shushu. β
Someone called her!
Wen Shu opened her eyes with difficulty, only to see Wen Xuening with a worried face, and her hand was dangling back and forth in front of her eyes: "What's wrong with Shu Shu?"
Wen Shu muttered quietly:
"I seem to have fallen asleep and had a dream......"
"Slept?" Wen Xuening was a little surprised, "I saw that you were in a trance, so I wanted to call you, but it only took a moment to do it, why did you fall asleep?"
"You mean, just after a while?" Wen Shu's tone was a little uncertain.
"No more than five breaths. Wen Xuening replied affirmatively.