"Master." Lin Huaizhu smashed all the phantom swords, successfully found the real sword, and happily grabbed it in the palm of his hand and walked towards Qin Jianglan, thinking that this trial was not as difficult as he thought, what does it matter if he is afraid of pain, as long as he crushes all the other party, he will not be able to hit her, and naturally he will not feel pain.

And the problem she had been worried about didn't exist at all, it turned out that only the hilt part of this sword was real, and the sword body was also transfigurated, no wonder Qin Jianglan wasn't worried that she would be pierced by the real sword.

"Today's cultivation is not considered to pass, but tomorrow you will come again." Qin Jianglan glanced at the hilt of the sword in her hand, stood in place with a long body, and said lightly to the person who was walking towards him from afar.

"Why?" Lin Huaizhu stopped in surprise when he heard this, and quickly walked towards him, asking with a puzzled face.

"I asked you to dodge, but I didn't let you break it, and the condition for you to pass the cultivation is that you can't miss a phantom sword and find the real one, so it doesn't count as passing." Qin Jianglan knew that she was not convinced, but the purpose of setting up this sword formation was to make her understand that she could not just blindly attack, her attack method must be changed.

"I only need to find the real one in the end, why do I have to ask for no Phantom Sword?" Lin Huaizhu was still puzzled, but Yin Li, who stayed in her Zhihai, instantly understood what Qin Jianglan meant, and immediately recalled in her heart that Lin Huaizhu's previous attack methods were indeed based on strong attacks.

The way of attacking was not wrong for the demon cultivators, because they couldn't delay the time, and if it dragged on for longer and longer, it would be difficult for other spiritual cultivators to come, so she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Lin Huaizhu's way in the past.

But in addition to the strong attack, it is also a kind of duel to preserve the strength as much as possible, but Lin Huaizhu still doesn't quite understand the difference, so he is a little unconvinced.

"Since it's a practice, naturally you can't use the way you're used to, you're used to all attacks being tough and fight back, but if it's so simple, what's the point of practice."

Qin Jianglan originally wanted to set a reward for her, as long as she could find the truth with a sword, he promised to refine a talisman for her, but he thought about it, if Lin Huaizhu didn't pass the cultivation, would he really not refine it for her? So he gave up the reward and replaced it with a rhetoric that would make her acceptable.

“…… Be. Lin Huaizhu knew that what the master said was not wrong, and no matter how reluctant he was, he could only agree.

Lin Huaizhu left the Liangyi Palace listlessly, Qin Jianglan and Si Che stood in place, watching her back disappear in front of them, both of them were very silent.

"How long are you going to retreat this time?" Suddenly, Si Che broke the silence, changed his previous free and uninhibited appearance, his expression was solemn, and he looked at him sideways in a low and heavy voice and said, "That thing has taken root in your dantian for hundreds of years, and it has long been integrated, you have to re-seal it in the dantian every hundred years, so that it sleeps, if you can find a way to eliminate it for the better, you don't have to be so painful." ”

Qin Jianglan was silent, his eyes were still staring at the place where Lin Huaizhu disappeared for a long time, and there was a moment of distraction on his face, and soon he came back to his senses, looked at Si Che and said, "Ah Che, you know that I am the Thunder Heavenly Spirit Root. ”

Si Che nodded.

"I switched to sword cultivation, not only to suppress that thing in the dantian, but also because I could no longer use thunder spells."

As soon as he used the thunder spell, the dantian would come with a pain that seemed to be torn apart, which made his soul shake, and the aura ran out of control in his body, causing damage to the meridians, so he didn't dare to try to use the thunder spell again.

If it was just like this, it would have no effect on Qin Jianglan, he was now practicing swordsmanship, and it didn't matter if he used thunder spells or not.

But as time passed, he slowly discovered that this thing actually had the ability to devour the primordial god, which was extremely important to the monk, and once the monk was devoured, it was equivalent to death.

Fortunately, he found it early, sealed it in the dantian, wrapped it in layers of spiritual energy, and wrapped it tightly and made it sleep.

Even the aura couldn't isolate its demonic qi, so before Lin Huaizhu met him, Qin Jianglan could only compress the demonic qi near the dantian by himself and prevent it from running wild.

"I should have 10 years in this retreat." Qin Jianglan solemnly said to Si Che, "Huaizhu and them, I will entrust them to you in the future." ”

"Why do I think you mean to be a lonely?" Si Che folded the fan, pressed it against his chin, looked at him suspiciously with a frown, and said.

Qin Jianglan paused, turned his face away, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Don't read those words." ”

The implication is that there are too many stories to read and too many things to think.

Si Che pursed his lips, and was successfully diverted by him, and snorted dissatisfiedly.

The two walked together, walking towards the main hall together, the shadow behind them was stretched, the shadow was full of shadows and the shadow of the bamboo forest merged, and then slowly separated, until they entered the main hall, the flat ground of the apse was only the sound of the wind, the bamboo forest swayed, the sword array quietly, and everything returned to the old appearance.

Kaede-in

Lin Huaizhu was lying on the bed, looking at the top of the tent in a daze, remembering what Yin Li said to her after coming back, and then carefully recalling each of her attacks, she had to admit that she did have the belief that the opponent would fall first.

She looked at the top of the tent intently, as if she was thinking about things seriously, but in fact she was empty, she didn't think about anything, and gradually sleepiness hit, her eyelids were heavy, and she slowly closed, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Yin Li thought that she would fall asleep during the day because she was extremely tired from consuming a lot of spiritual energy in the sword formation today, but she didn't say anything, she came out of Lin Huaizhu's sea of knowledge directly, sat on the swing in the small courtyard, and waited for her to wake up.

The swing was made later, on the edge of the pond, which is Yin Li's favorite place now.

Yin Li sat on the swing for I don't know how long, and when she came back to her senses, it was already night and stars, remembering that Lin Huaizhu was still asleep, so she looked back, but found that she had sat up and was motionless.

There was no light in the house, Yin Li couldn't see Lin Huaizhu's expression clearly, and thought that she didn't want to move, so she left the swing at the moment, walked back to the house, put the spirit stone on Minghui, and then looked at the room that lit up, and said in a complaining tone: "Even if you are too lazy to move, wouldn't it be good if you use the spirit energy to put the spirit stone on Minghui......"

The voice stopped abruptly as she turned to look at Lin Huaizhu, Yin Li looked at Lin Huaizhu who was sitting on the bed in tears, her eyes were empty, her expression of pain, her bloodless pale face and lips, she also seemed to feel the grief in Lin Huaizhu's heart, and held her breath at the moment, as if she was afraid of disturbing her, and asked softly carefully: "What's wrong?" What happened? ”

She has never seen Lin Huaizhu like this, not to mention that she cries so sadly, even if she rarely cries, now she cries like a helpless child, with horror, hesitation and deep despair in her suppressed voice, so that she can't help but take a light step when she walks.

"Yin Li......" Lin Huaizhu raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were full of fear, there were tears on his eyelashes, he snorted, looked at her, and said in a panic, "I, I dreamed, I dreamed that my master was dead...... He's dead...... No matter what I called him, he, he didn't react, I told him to stop, but, but he didn't listen to me, there was a lot of blood, a lot of blood on him, a lot of blood on his body......"

Thinking of the picture she saw in her dream, Lin Huaizhu felt her heart contract, and she couldn't breathe in pain, and her tears couldn't stop falling, smashing on her hands, like beads with broken threads.

She dreamed that Qin Jianglan was sitting cross-legged in the void, her eyes were closed, her face was painful, as if she was trying her best to endure something, and her plain white robe was also soaked in blood, she stood at a distance of one zhang in front of him, desperately shouting at him to let him stop, but she wanted to step forward but was blocked by an invisible barrier, she could only anxiously raise her fist and smash it against the barrier, while shouting hard, her heart was anxious and panicked, her fist was smashed and bleeding and she didn't feel it, she was such a person who was afraid of pain, but she didn't care about the injury on her hand, For a moment, I wanted to break open this nasty barrier.

And as if he had not heard, he did not respond, his eyes did not open a moment, the color of his robe became darker and darker, his face became more and more pale, and his breathing was weak, until at last, when he stopped breathing in front of her, she was also awakened by fright.

"What are you crying about, dreams are all reversed, if you dream that he is dead, it means that he will live for a long time, don't worry." Yin Li reassured.

Lin Huaizhu shook his head, kept shaking his head, his eyes were already red and swollen from crying, he gasped, he felt that his fingertips were cold, and he was still immersed in the feeling of dreaming, his heart was filled with despair, and he choked up in a panic and said, "No...... No, I have a hunch, it's real, it's going to happen, I don't know why, why it happens, I have a hunch like this, but I just feel ......"

Yin Li frowned, did not answer, and looked at Lin Huaizhu quietly with a serious expression.

She knew that Lin Huaizhu rarely had any premonitions, but once she had a very strong premonition, it had been proved that it had really happened afterwards, she looked at Lin Huaizhu's appearance at the moment, it was even more serious than the previous premonitions, could it be that Qingyuan Daojun really died soon?

But she couldn't figure it out, Qingyuan Daojun was about to retreat, and he was in the sect, and there was a head of the sect watching with Bai Yao, what could happen to him?

"You must be mistaken, Qingyuan Daojun is going to retreat soon, he is in the sect, there is a head of the sect and that bird watching, what can happen to the retreat." Yin Li comforted her, reassuring her.

When Lin Huaizhu heard this, he lowered his head, his face was full of contemplation, and he muttered, "What can happen in retreat, what can happen in retreat......

She remembered that Qin Jianglan she saw in her dream was meditating, and she was shouting for him to stop, Lin Huaizhu frowned, there were still tears on his face, his face was full of doubts, and he couldn't help whispering: "Stop...... Why stop? Why am I shouting to stop? ”

"What did you say?" Her voice was too small, Yin Li didn't hear it clearly for a while, and couldn't help asking.

Lin Huaizhu was immersed in his own thoughts, he didn't hear this question, his eyes looked at one place in a daze, and said: "Why does Master want to retreat, not to break through, not to stabilize the realm, why do you want to retreat at this time......

When Yin Li heard this, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

Qin Jianglan is a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and if he breaks through again, it will be the Transformation Period, but the barrier between the late Yuan Infant and the Transformation God Stage is like the difference between mortals and gods, the same as the heavenly trenches, which are extremely difficult to cross.

Looking at the Four Seas Continent, the Yuanying Monks don't know how many, like the Taichumen, there are dozens of Yuanying Monks, but there are only two Yuanying Monks, this is because many Yuanying Monks have died because of the time limit has arrived.

In fact, the more retreats at this time not only become more useless, but a waste of longevity, usually retreats, also because the barriers are showing signs of loosening, and retreats are needed to guide the Dao heart, and finally break through and ascend to the Avatar Stage in one fell swoop.

But Qin Jianglan's realm has not loosened, so what is the purpose of his retreat?

"If you really want to know, why don't you go to Liangyi Palace tomorrow and ask your master?" Yin Li couldn't give a good explanation, so she had to say so.

Lin Huaizhu nodded slowly, with a thoughtful expression.

This night, she kept her eyes open until dawn, because as soon as she closed her eyes, Qin Jianglan, who was covered in blood, seemed to appear in front of her, so frightened that she opened her eyes violently and didn't dare to close them at all.

Yin Li looked at her like this, and sighed silently, but she could only let her do this, if she hadn't stopped her, Lin Huaizhu was afraid that he would have to go to Liangyi Palace now, and he couldn't wait for a moment.