The sound of communication sounded from the compass one after another, and the thin young man talked with a solemn expression, his eyes looked at Wen Linxuan who was standing with his hands in his hands from time to time, and found that when the latter didn't care, he put down the big stone in his heart, and offended an existence that can kill you at any time, and anyone will be frightened. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The conversation continued, and Wen Linxuan was standing under the source vein, with a look of embarrassment in his eyes, the matter of the Xia family had been solved, but how to deal with the current source vein, he couldn't think of a way for a while.

The source vein is born from heaven and earth, and the source of its life is the noble vein heart, and taking its vein heart is to control the source vein in hand, but if you act like this, Xuanyuan Mountain will be reduced to a waste mountain, and the name of the holy land of cultivation will disappear, and even the ancient spirit hall will be investigated, with the ability of the ancient spirit hall, you will definitely be able to trace your own body, and at that time, I am afraid that it will be difficult to escape death, and I will be worried for a while.

"That's good. Wen Linxuan frowned slightly, looked at the source vein at his fingertips, and froze in place.

"My lord, the villain has solved the misunderstanding, please rest assured. The thin young man said respectfully, facing this terrifying existence, he lowered his posture as low as possible.

The voice of a thin young man came from his ears, and he also came back to his senses and said indifferently: "Go down." ”

"Yes. The thin young man said respectfully, turned to leave, and suddenly the voice of asking Lin Xuan came from his ears again.

"Don't divulge what is happening here, or you won't have to exist in the world. ”

The thin young man trembled violently, shed cold sweat, and his voice was a little panicked: "Don't worry, the villain will never reveal this matter, even if it is half a sentence!"

Wen Linxuan looked at him, nodded lightly, and said, "Then let's go down." ”

"Yes. After answering, the thin young man left quickly, and suddenly only the worried Wen Linxuan was left in the colorful space.

Wen Linxuan closed his eyes, and the dusty memory, like the memory of the vast sea, appeared in his mind.

"Origin, Origin......." asked Linxuan muttered to himself, trying to find everything about the Origin in his mind.

An hour passed quickly, and a flash of inspiration flashed, and his eyes opened suddenly, and he said with great joy: "There is!"

The dark mystical power gathered on the soles of his feet, and when he stepped on his feet, two dark lights burst out, and Wen Linxuan's figure fell on the source vein, and his palms pressed on the light body, groping around, as if he was looking for something.

This process lasted for nearly three hours, and he asked Lin Xuan to frown and said, "It's strange, why is the heart of the source vein missing?"

Sinking down, his sharp gaze swept over the body of light, and after about an hour, a raised place came into view, and the corners of Wen Linxuan's mouth hooked a curvature: "Found it." ”

The next moment it appeared in the bulge, the palm of the hand pressed on the bulge, a little force, a brilliant pulse heart flashing with colorful colors, appeared in the eye.

If the source of the pulse is born for thousands of years, there will be a pulse fruit in the pulse heart, and the pulse fruit is only stronger than the pulse heart, because the pulse fruit is condensed by the essence of the pulse heart, and a huge amount of pure power will be released every hundred years.

As soon as his mind moved, the dark Xuanli turned into a dagger, and with a wave of his big hand, he directly drew a hole in the heart of the vein, and the Xuanli probed inside, and as soon as he entered, he touched a solid, this time he asked Linxuan to be calm, he grabbed it directly into the depths, firmly grasped the solid in his hand, and pulled it out.

Brilliant brilliance, extremely dazzling, brilliant and dazzling, when the light dissipates, a whole body of colorful fruit, is the eye, from the top of the pure power emerged, proving that it is the pulse fruit that Wen Linxuan is looking forward to.

"It's really a pulse. Wen Linxuan laughed, and then put it into the space ring, and the rich aura disappeared.

Now that he has obtained the pulse fruit, there is no reason to stay, it is time to leave, walk up the stone steps step by step, and after walking for about half an hour, Wen Linxuan appeared in the cultivation room again, took some soil to fill the hole, and then moved the stone platform to the top, and then left with peace of mind.

One night, as the full moon hung in the void quietly departed, replaced by clouds of fire, rendering the entire sky a fiery red.

Wen Linxuan's figure shuttled between the trees, feeling the awakening of all things, the gentle sunlight, shining on the land of China, the winding stream, flowing quietly, as clear as the bottom of the river, with black and white fish, are happily playing.

"It's here. Wen Linxuan's figure slowly fell, looking at the Guling Hall in front of him, he felt a sense of intimacy, like the feeling of a prodigal son returning home.

After entering the ancient spirit hall, he went straight to the outer hall area, and when he arrived at the residence, the whole person collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

During this period of sleep, Lu Qiongshuang also visited, and when she saw that Linxuan was asleep, in order not to wake him up, she no longer came to the residence.

After a day, the warm light, through the thin slits of the clouds, through the paper on the window, fell on the sleeping boy, the dazzling light, shining on the eyes, Wen Linxuan stretched out his hand to block the sun, and after a while, opened his hazy eyes.

"Looks like I slept for a long time. ”

Wen Linxuan glanced at his eyes and found that there was a slight trace at the door, which was obviously a footprint left by his shoes, looking at this small footprint, he guessed in his heart that the entire Guling Hall had a relationship with two women, Mo Ziqing, Lu Qiongshuang, the former hall master's daughter, although there had been a short relationship, but it could not be her, one of them ruled out, the answer was about to come out, Lu Qiongshuang.

From the beautiful eyes of the little girl, how could Wen Linxuan not know what she meant, took out a pen and paper at the moment, laid it flat on the table, and wrote the memories in her mind one by one, sometimes showing a look of remembrance.

The paper is already covered with black letters, the content of which is esoteric and easy to understand, and there are many variations, and when the last stroke is written, the font becomes vivid and magical.

Wen Linxuan briefly freshened up, changed into a new black robe, pushed the door out, just bumped into Deacon He, and arched his hand towards Deacon He.

"Deacon Ho. ”

Hearing this, Deacon He's eyes stayed on Wen Linxuan, Xuanli probed his body, and the next moment he showed a surprised expression, and said, "Very good, this time the disciples of the inner hall must have a place for you, remember not to be proud, you still need to work hard." ”

The disciple took it to heart. Asked Linxuan, and then asked about Lu Qiongshuang's residence, then said goodbye, went to the place where Lu Qiongshuang was, and walked slowly.

(To be continued)