"Don't say anything unlucky. ”

Knowing what kind of character this thing was, Thirteen Lang hurriedly stopped it, looked back at Qi Aotian, and sighed.

"The Trouble for the Elders"

"I know, I understand. ”

Qi Aotian took over the conversation and said silently: "No matter what you are going to do, hurry up and hurry up and come back early." ”

The meaning of this sentence is not to urge, but to bless. Everyone doesn't know what the mad spirit wants Thirteen Lang to do, but they can be sure that it is definitely not an easy task, especially when they see Thirteen Lang's posture, intentionally or unintentionally, it seems to have the smell of entrusting the future, and they are even more worried.

Thirteen Lang knew what Qi Aotian was referring to, nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will." ”

Turning back again, he clenched his fists at the Canglang monks led by Yan Shan and the others.

"It's all acquaintances, there's no need to say hypocrisy, don't say anything about it, thirteen don't say goodbye for the time being"

"Wait a minute. ”

Ouyang Yanwu stood up, approached Thirteen Lang, looked into his eyes and said, "Do you want to go yourself?"

This question was strange, and Thirteen Lang paused for a moment to understand what he meant, and said suspiciously: "Do you want to, what's the difference?"

Ouyang Yanwu looked calm and said, "If you don't want to, you can not go." ”

Thirteen's eyes shrunk, a little incredulous.

"You mean"

"I said, you don't have to listen to it. ”

Thirteen Lang became more and more shocked.

It's not a short time to know Ouyang, although there are not many people to meet, but she is by no means a person who talks about it. This means that Ouyang Yanwu is sure to resist the will of the mad spirit?!

At least that's what she thinks herself.

Thinking about it before, Thirteen Lang had tested Ouyang, and she was reluctant to respond at that time, but now she took the initiative to bring it up, with unclear intentions.

Test?

The pool of water in the waves. It's deeper than you think!

Originally, I thought that I had figured out the qi qi on the Canglang Star, but now I found that it was still on the surface, first there was Qi Fei, and then there was Ouyang, needless to say that there was a true level of power standing behind the two of them, or even beyond the true level. It's just that they are not the same as other hidden people. Do you need to cultivate to reach a certain level before you can come forward, or is it called awakening?

Somehow thinking of this word, Shisanlang shook his head silently and said seriously: "Thank you, no." ”

Ouyang Yanwu sighed, as if he had expected him to say this, and said calmly: "Stretch out your hand." ”

What to do?Thirteen Lang wanted to ask but didn't ask, and stretched out his hand.

Ouyang Yanwu also stretched out his hand, and his fingers drew a few times on Thirteen Lang's palm, like writing. It's like a ghost drawing talisman again.

Thirteen Lang kept watching, and Xiu Wei was silently operating, and at the same time, the people around him were looking at it and couldn't see anything.

After writing, Ouyang Yanwu withdrew her hand, except for a little itching sensation brought by the swiping, nothing else was noticed.

"What to do?"

Asked casually, Thirteen Lang raised his head in confusion, and his eyes suddenly widened.

"You!"

Ouyang Yanwu is old.

Measured by mortal standards. From about twenty-five or sixteen years old to about forty years old, he is instantly middle-aged.

"Alright. ”

A slightly hoarse voice. After saying that, Ouyang Yanwu walked to the side and sat quietly, as if nothing had happened, but Thirteen Lang was at a loss, and the question that came to his mouth was also taken back.

"Forget it, I'll talk about it when I come back. ”

Thinking this in his heart, Thirteen finally clenched his fists around. Keep your head up and your chest high, and stride forward.

"Hey, everyone has something to say, why don't you see the old man alone?" Elder Cheng shouted, his tone quite dissatisfied.

"Hell, forget it. ”

Thirteen Lang waved his hand casually. Speak loudly

The heart is moving, urging the law, and the yin and yang pattern hangs above the head, three hundred zhang large.

Thirteen Lang didn't go all out, he didn't want to, and he came to the mad spirit to tell him, there was no need for this.

The soul of the realm is in the body of the thirteen langs, and the difference between the parasite and the host cannot be reversed in any case; the key to entering the realm is the soul, to put it bluntly, the consciousness enters it, and the body is still outside. During the period of entering the realm, the yin and yang pattern needs to be maintained all the time, and Thirteen Lang's cultivation is obviously not enough, and he needs to cast spells on his behalf.

In other words, Jusan Lang first gave his consciousness to the mad spirit, and then entrusted his body to her and left it to her disposal.

Decided to do it without hesitation, Shisanlang sat cross-legged and sat quietly, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and raised his head when he felt that he was almost ready, and was suddenly stunned.

"What is this?"

The mad spirit held a ring in his hand, which looked a bit like a headband, and wore it towards Thirteen Lang's head.

The current mad spirit, more than three hundred zhang tall, and the aura in his hand is like a pond with silver waves, I have to say that this posture is very scary, but the strange thing is that that aura falls, obviously countless times larger than Thirteen Lang, and the feeling when it falls into sight is just right, as if tailor-made.

"I don't want this!" Thirteen Lang was shocked when he saw the round thing and his hair tightened.

"Rest assured, now it is no longer the hand of the Heavenly Dao. ”

In front of the mad spirit, Thirteen Lang resisted, and his words were as if he were vigorously imprisoned, and his aura immediately fell.

"After hundreds of millions of years of fighting, the will of the Heavenly Dao has been completely erased by me, and there is only power, and those forces are a mixture of me, the Heavenly Dao, and the immeasurable eons, and it is the only thing that can allow the three to coexist. ”

Thirteen Lang hurriedly said, "Such a good thing, what do you do for me?"

The mad spirit replied, "Only through it can I enter the power into the realm soul." Don't forget that the Heavenly Dao and the Realm Soul Essence are one family, and the power of the Heavenly Dao is the closest thing to it. ”

Thirteen Lang distinguished: "No. When I cultivated, I also gave it strength, and I never resisted. ”

The mad spirit said, "That's you, not me. The same power, passed through my hands, is a completely different situation. ”

Unconvinced, Thirteen Lang said, "Yes, but"

The mad spirit said lightly: "Dai is all on, what else can it be." Calm down and prepare!"

"Don't forget, this entry into the realm is not only to accept it, but also the best time for you to find the truth, if you succeed, you will be of infinite use in the future!"

There were no special spells at all, and there were no complicated rituals, and the mad spirit remade it with his palms back, and his mouth shouted thunder.

"Go!"

The yin and yang pattern trembled violently, Thirteen Lang's eyes rolled, and the people around him felt that their minds were clouded, and when they looked at it again, it was already over.

The yin and yang are stable, Thirteen Lang no longer moves, and the hundreds of giants maintain the posture of clapping their hands on the top of their heads, and they freeze it

Green hills, sunny, mountain side huts.

There is a small open space in front of the house, trimmed and clean, and there are rice flowers everywhere around the flat land, and there is a green stream among the rice flowers, and a boat on the shore.

Great place.

And the good guys.

The girl of the Zhou family returned from the boat, her body was exquisite, full of vitality, and she was still and cheerful, just like a flower that had just bloomed buds.

She was singing, her voice ringing to joyful rhythms.

The flower looked up, and the girl turned to the hut with two fresh fish on her back.

It's a pity for a beauty.

Half of her face was covered with dark spots, and the girl moved, her expression was stunned for a moment, and her eyes froze at once.

"Brother?"

In the last chapter of this volume, I won't add the number of words, and the next volume will start tomorrow: The Son of Heaven.

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(To be continued......)