Zhang Yanyun shook his hand, didn't feel anything unusual, stood up and moved again, feeling that he didn't have any bloodthirsty and murderous impulses, and his body was not uncomfortable, so he relaxed a little.

He stared at the mole in the palm of his hand, and suddenly his heart moved!

"Poof!"

There was a sudden rush of heat on the red mole in the palm of his hand, and then a long knife three feet and three inches long was held in his hand!

This is the Crimson Blade!

At this time, the red pupil blade was completely different from what Zhang Yanyun had seen before, although it was still red, it was that dull crimson, not as bloody as before, but the color of a begonia flower.

The most different thing was that it was not at all a burning broad-bladed long knife like it had been in Wei Shan's hands before, but a slender samurai long knife with a slightly raised tip and a heart-palpitating chill.

And the demonic blood pupil on the blade was also missing at this time.

"This ...... Is it the Red Pupil Blade?" Zhang Yanyun stared at the smooth mirror-like samurai long knife in his hand, a little incredulous.

"This is its usual appearance, the same appearance before, but it is deliberately used to scare people, and my brother can also make it like that if he likes it. The little demon's voice sounded in his head.

Zhang Yanyun subconsciously used his divine power, and suddenly the red pupil blade erupted flames from the hilt, and the flames extended to cover the entire blade, making the entire blade thicker, and the blood pupil slowly opened in the flames...... stared at Zhang Yanyun lazily and disdainfully.

A faint smell of blood also emanated from the blood pupils!

Zhang Yanyun's heart sank, the blood contained in this knife did not disappear, but it was just ...... It really doesn't seem to hurt him.

At this time, the Red Pupil Blade was almost the same as what Zhang Yanyun had seen before, but the light aura was not as strong as in Wei Shan's hands.

"You...... Injured?" Zhang Yanyun looked at the bloody pupil.

The blood pupil obviously didn't want to deal with Zhang Yanyun, and it was flowing on the burning blade of the red pupil blade, looking left and right, and didn't look at Zhang Yanyun.

Zhang Yanyun didn't care, shrugged his shoulders and withdrew his divine power, the red pupil blade regained the appearance of a slender samurai long knife, the blade was smooth and sharp, and when it was knocked, it made a crisp cicada chirp, it was really a good knife! Of course, the premise was not to be swallowed by that blood.

With a thought, the red pupil blade disappeared and turned into the red mole in the palm of his hand again.

Zhang Yanyun shook his hand and looked back at the courtyard, Xiao Xuan was still comprehending the Golden Crow God of War, and he shouldn't have noticed everything that happened before.

He wasn't afraid that Xiao Xuan would know about it, but he didn't want Xiao Xuan to worry, the Red Pupil Blade was not an auspicious thing after all, although he relied on the little demon to be able to not be afraid of the blood in the Red Pupil Blade, but others didn't know, and he didn't want to reveal his identity as a spirit turner at this time.

"Little demon. Zhang Yanyun scratched his head and said with some hesitation, "Thank you." ”

"Why does my brother want to thank me?"

Zhang Yanyun pursed his lips, his eyes softened a little, and said softly: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have died many times......

The little demon didn't speak.

Zhang Yanyun looked up at the window, at this time the sky and the earth were already clearly clear, an orange red in the east was shining in the sky, and the young man said in a young voice: "Senior Wei told me about the soul of the soul before, but somehow, I feel that you are different from those cruel souls, although you also want my body, but you also seem to care about my life and death......"

"Brother, if you die now, I can't take your body yet, so you can't die now. The little demon said in a low voice.

Zhang Yanyun smiled and grinned: "No matter what you say, I feel that you are different from them." ”

The boy rubbed his nose and continued, "Maybe...... We get along very well!"

Behind the iron gate, the little demon lowered his head, his eyelids drooped, and there was no expression on his delicate face, but there seemed to be a different light flowing in his eyes.

The sun rises in the east, and the light of the morning sun shines on the young man, warm.

After a while, the little demon said slowly: "The power of the idol that my brother comprehended before was forcibly integrated into your body, and the level of comprehension is very low, brother, if you want to reach the same level as other beginners, it is better to comprehend more cultivation." ”

Zhang Yanyun nodded and said, "Okay, I'll start practicing now." ”

The little demon had already reminded him before, if the little demon helped him instantly comprehend the power of the son of Lin, then although he could perform the treatment, the effect was extremely low, and it would not be beneficial to his future cultivation at all.

If he wants to reach the level of a normal person, he needs to put in more effort than ordinary people, because once the power of the idol is integrated into his body, it is much more difficult to comprehend it than before.

That's why the little demon reminded him sharply at that time.

However, Zhang Yanyun is a stubborn person, even if he realized that Lin Zhizi could not save Li Xinlan at that time, he did not hesitate to do so.

Because he does not allow himself to do nothing.

He believed that someone else would have done the same.

In the final analysis, just like the cool autumn said, Zhang Yanyun is sometimes a good person.

Zhang Yanyun sat cross-legged on the ground, carrying divine power in his body, the divine power was like his tentacles, penetrating deep into the blood and veins, and refining the power of the sons of Lin who were hidden and melted inside his body for comprehension.

If the power of the idol was a trickle when he unlocked the talisman, then the power of the idol that was forced into his body at this time was like a small stone after solidification, and all he had to do was to use the flowing water of divine power to slowly grind the small stone into the divine power, which was really difficult compared to before.

But the young man's face was not too sad, he closed his eyes, and patiently used his divine power to rub and comprehend little by little.

......

The three-day perception time stipulated by the Hanging Court Sect passed quickly in the meditation practice, since the Weishan incident, the patrol and security intensity of the entire Hanging Court Branch has risen by one level, and there have been no accidents in the three days, all the cultivators have completed their own perception refining, although some people have died, but the death of one person cannot withstand the excitement and joy of so many people after all, and the sky above the Hanging Court Sect is still full of young cheers and shouts.

Zhang Yanyun and the three of them entered the main hall with the flow of people and carried out some final processes and rituals.

When leaving, Zhang Yanyun glanced back at the door of the main hall of the Hanging Court Sect, the feeling in his heart had changed from when he came, he was no longer so excited, and his heart seemed to be covered with a faint layer of fog, which seemed to be a little too calm and peaceful.

He knew that Li Xinlan's body had been buried by the Hanging Court Sect himself, so he was buried in the Hanging Court Sect, which was already a very high honor for ordinary people, and the three of them went to worship yesterday, under the white and clean stone tablet, Xiao Xuan cried rarely.

Zhang Yanyun turned his head to look at Xiao Xuan.

He, like himself, was no longer as happy as before, and his whole person exuded a quietness and calmness that didn't seem to belong to him.

The two looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Not far away, Yue Shuhong was shouting at the whole team of students, preparing to return to Linjiang Academy.

Zhang Yanyun and the others turned their heads to look at the autumn coolness.

Autumn Cool narrowed his eyes, shrugged his shoulders, and nodded.

The three of them suddenly shouted: "Go!"

Divine power is drumming.

Like three eagles flying for the first time, the three of them shot out of the team and disappeared from everyone's stunned sight.

Yue Shuhong's face suddenly became gloomy.

Yue Qingfeng looked at the backs of the three of them leaving, frowning slightly, thoughtfully.