In the long pain, Zhu Luan saw many people.

A lot of people walked past her.

There are bright women, honest fat uncles, men with resolute and sad eyes, and shirtless men with axes, they stand side by side in front and turn their heads back to themselves.

She saw a tall, cheerful woman in red walking towards her, grabbed herself and put her on her shoulder.

She saw the scruffy old man with a rusty iron sword on his pillow, holding a greasy gourd and drinking bitterly.

She also saw a small, blurry figure, whose face she couldn't see clearly for some reason.

During the whole process, Zhu Luan actually barely opened his eyes a slit, but saw the figure. Song Huaizhu stood beside her bedside, like a statue, carrying out all this without any emotion, and it was very likely that all this would take the young woman's life.

He had never been more like a grandmaster than at this time.

Zhu Luan didn't know how the process ended.

It's too complicated, and she has too many things in her heart.

There are thoughts of those people who couldn't say goodbye in her previous life, countless experiences when she learned to snipe in her previous life, and the little thing she hid in the deepest part of her heart and couldn't say to people.

Anyway, she got through.

Wildfires burn inexhaustibly.

In the midst of the incomparably barren time, she saw the prairie that belonged to her.

The steppe is no longer a wasteland.

The cracked earth and the black soil were gone, and countless springs gushed out from the ground, converging into a patchwork of streams.

Farther away, Zhu Luan heard the sound of waves crashing against the riverbank.

She looked up, her eyes a little hot.

It was twelve wide rivers.

Her twelve main meridians have finally been reconstructed.

The river is turbulent and unimpeded, moistening the fertile soil and stretching out the verdant peaks.

The air in the mountains and wilderness is very fresh, and the vitality of heaven and earth is turbulent.

The mountains are steep, the forests are lush and the bamboos are cultivated, the sky is clear and the air is clear, and the wind is smooth.

This feels like it's been so long, after a whole lifetime, it's so long that Zhu Luan has almost forgotten it.

This is the feeling of the smooth meridians flowing into the vitality of heaven and earth.

She felt her heart beat faster, she took a deep breath, and the channeling technique she knew so well was working in her body.

And then.

Zhu Luan, who had nothing in his body and had failed repeatedly in thousands of attempts, finally felt that call again for the first time in this life.

When it really came, it was actually very calm.

A breath came from heaven and earth, penetrating her body.

Blend in tune with her body.

It was the breath of heaven and earth.

At that moment, Zhu Luan remembered a lot of things again, Luan and phoenix sang together, flowers bloomed, the sky was vast and the earth was thick, the palace walls were heavy, and the river smoke was faint.

And those voices that I had heard in my previous life finally returned to her side again.

Heaven is constant.

The stars rotate, the sun and the moon shine, the four eras, the yin and yang, and the wind and rain.

All things have their own harmony to live, each has its own nourishment to achieve, and see its merits without seeing its things.

And humanity goes on and on, multiplying and multiplying.

The wind of a fallen leaf is the breath of heaven and earth.

The pink walls of Huizhou and the walls of the Shendu Palace are deep, and the wind blowing there comes to Zhu Luan's side with an ancient atmosphere.

These are the breaths of the cycle of heaven, earth and man.

It felt so nostalgic that it took a whole lifetime to come back to her.

She was finally back in that door, back on that path.

Then the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi that she had not been able to accumulate finally passed through the acupoints and entered her meridians, becoming one of her few True Elements.

And Zhenyuan ran in the somewhat barren and narrow meridians of this life, although narrow, it was as smooth as in her previous life, not blocked in countless failed attempts before.

That's enough for her.

The originally fragile **, with the operation of the true element, is gradually approaching the body of the cultivator.

Yes......

Zhu Luan carefully savored the change and pursed his lips.

Maybe it's because I've experienced so much in a very short period of time, maybe it's because there are still all kinds of turbulent air currents inside my body, maybe it's because my only sister is by my side.

Her eyes were a little hot.

My heart is also a little hot.

She sighed a little after a long time.

For cultivators, this is just an extremely ordinary meridian and acupoint, and it is definitely not an extraordinary talent.

But for her in this life, it is so hard-won.

Rise from the ashes.

Easier said than done.

Miss Zhu Jiu, a body that was absolutely impossible to cultivate and knew nothing, actually regained the qualification to step into that world after countless times of destruction and reforgment.

Qualifications to become a practitioner.

It had been so readily available to her that she had no idea how she felt when she first gathered her breath.

But in this life and this life, at this moment, after dying and living countless times, the girl who originally thought that she had nothing to do in this life is difficult to describe her current feelings after feeling the breath of heaven and earth again.

When he was alone in the sea of fire, Zhu Luan never cried, and now he still has no tears.

But it was at this time that she felt the water vapor gushing out of her heart for the first time, quietly soaking her eyes.

Of course, there was no outflow.

After a long and seemingly countless dark nights, she finally returned to this world for real.

Zhu Luan felt the surging tide in his heart and woke up.

She opened her eyes. I saw him.

She was too small in this life, so he looked very tall.

He said everything was left to you, and she instinctively agreed.

Now that she has recovered, it is natural for her to clean up the mess above, and this arrangement feels extremely natural to her, and there is nothing.

Then she thanked him.

Although this is not a simple favor, she doesn't know what to say at this time except to thank you.

She didn't have anything to give to the Grandmaster in this life.

Then there was silence again in the chamber.

Song Huaizhu turned his back to her, and it seemed that he was planning to leave.

The sound of fighting overhead became more and more intense, and Zhu Luan closed his eyes and began to breathe.

Song Huaizhu stood up straight and clenched the long knife, he knew that the tendons and veins in this woman's body had returned to normal, and then her life and death depended on her own creation, and he had done his best today, so he took a step forward and prepared to leave.

However, he only took three steps before he stopped.

He heard the girl behind him take a breath.

Then a slight cyclone rose in the chamber, very slightly, but it was a real wave from that world.

Princess Jinyang on the side widened her eyes.

Just after this breath.

The girl behind her successfully gathered qi and entered the realm of gathering qi.

In the entire Middle-earth continent, the record for the fastest qi gathering ever recorded was set by Emperor Chengzong, and it took only one day.

It is said that Emperor Chengzong was dull at an early age, and was not valued by the first emperor, and hid in the cold palace until he was ten years old and could not read a word. When he was ten years old, the first emperor finally remembered this son, gave him a guide technique, and asked the eunuch to read it to him, but he didn't expect that only one day after listening to the whole guide, Emperor Chengzong actually succeeded in gathering qi in the cold palace.

Although it was just gathering qi, such a speed was rare in the world, shocking the government and the opposition, and Emperor Chengzong was also taken out of the cold palace and began his legendary life.

But after one breath, gather gas.

Song Huaizhu has never seen it.

Thinking back to the past, maybe this girl had a cultivation experience, and then unexpectedly retreated, in this case, the speed is faster, and it is not so exaggerated.

It's just gathering gas, it's strange, but it can't turn over any waves.

Song Huaizhu continued to prepare to leave, raised his feet, and was about to land.

His feet stopped in mid-air.

The girl sat up from the bed, turned sideways, touched her feet to the ground, staggered to her feet, and took a step.

More intense cyclones and fluctuations came from her.

Just after this step.

The girl behind her, the breath on her body was in tune and entered the fusion realm.

One step, breaking through the realm and merging.

Princess Jinyang, who took five years to go from gathering qi to fusion, only felt that she had been hit by a critical attack.

Song Huaizhu felt the breath of the girl behind him and clenched the handle of the knife.

He originally thought that he had only changed his prophecy slightly, but he didn't expect that on his impulse, it was very likely that a monster would be released.

And that's not all.

Behind him came the sound of metal clashing.

Zhu Luan untied the bracer that he had been wearing on his hand.

Then she slowly stretched her body and made a gesture.

Her posture was somewhat strange, with one hand in front of her and one behind her back.

Song Huaizhu slowly turned around. Looking at the girl's empty hand, then he understood.

This is a starting hand style of swordsmanship.

She actually planned to practice swords.

The secret room that had been calmed down suddenly the wind rose again, the girl slashed down with a sword, obviously there was no sword in her hand but there was a sword wind, the whistling sword wind blew the dust on the ground, and the vitality of heaven and earth was like a tornado, rushing towards the girl's body in all directions, and it continued to merge into the meridians and points in her body!

Click! Click! Click!

Zhu Luan's muscles and bones made a crisp sound, and at this time, the girl dancing the sword rode the wind, and her body became faster and faster, which was dazzling.

Suddenly, only a bone-piercing sound was heard in the girl's body, and a thunderclap was heard out of thin air, the girl exhaled suddenly, holding the empty sword in her hand and slashing an arc in mid-air, her dress was like a fan, and the hand holding the sword was split.

Bang!

The extremely thick bluestone slabs paved on the floor of the secret room cracked out of thin air, and the cracks spread and cracked like lightning, accompanied by a terrifying cracking sound, and turned into powder.

Song Huaizhu's eyes showed a look of shock that could not be concealed.

Yi Tianjing!

Just after this sword.

The girl in front of her, the breath on her body connected to Tian Yuan and entered the Yi Tian Realm.

A sword, a realm breaker!

This is not uncommon, but shocking.

What kind of people did he save?

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