At this moment, in Sun Yi'an's sea of knowledge, two figures stood opposite each other.

A figure with silver hair, wearing a wide white robe engraved with a green dragon around the body, was the Guangfa Immortal Monarch.

The other figure was very vague, but it was just beginning to take on a human form, his face was blurred, and the five-colored light on his body was circulating alternately, which was the body of Sun Yi'an's condensed divine consciousness.

"Boy, just tie your hands, less struggle, less pain!"

After Guangfa Immortal Jun finished speaking, he turned into a yellow horse and rolled towards the figure condensed by Sun Yi'an's divine sense.

At the same time, the spiritual power in Sun Yi'an's dantian suddenly boiled uncontrollably, surging towards his head frantically, and turned into five-colored silk threads. Before Sun Yi'an's Divine Consciousness Body could make any movements, these silk threads crisscrossed and interspersed with his Divine Consciousness Body in an instant, fixing it in place.

As soon as the yellow Pi Lian Guanghua dispersed, Guangfa Immortal Jun appeared in front of Sun Yi'an's divine sense.

I saw Guangfa Tianjun sitting cross-legged, chanting words in his mouth, his hands flew and played several legal decisions in a row, and suddenly a black glow shot out of his hand, one end connected to Guangfa Tianjun's lower abdomen, and the other end was directly inserted into Sun Yi'an's divine consciousness body eyebrows. Sun Yi'an's divine body struggled violently.

"Ah~!"

An inhuman scream pierced the night!

Sun Yi'an's whole body tightened like an electric shock, and the pain of this soul being torn apart was ten million times stronger than when he broke through the bottleneck before!

He struggled with all his might, but just as his physical body couldn't break free from the formation, his divine consciousness body couldn't break free from the entanglement of those silk threads, and he could only watch his divine consciousness being devoured by the other party.

As time passed, his divine consciousness flowed little by little along the black glow to the Guangfa Heavenly Monarch sitting cross-legged opposite, and he gradually became powerless to struggle anymore, and the body of his divine consciousness became diluted and illusory.

After a stick of incense.

Sun Yi'an had completely lost his instincts, and he felt that he would fall into endless darkness at any moment, and his mind was only left with the last trace of clarity.

He clenched his right hand tightly, and thought silently in his heart: If that thing is also useless to Guangfa Immortal Monarch, wouldn't I be tantamount to committing suicide?

But even if I didn't, I would still die!

Come on! Even if I die, I can't let this person take over my body!

At the last second when his consciousness was completely plunged into darkness, Sun Yi'an opened his closed eyes!

A look of determination flashed in his bloodshot eyes, and then he jerked up his clenched right hand, and a touch of gold flew from his hand, instantly burrowing into his eyebrows and disappearing.

"Nope! No way! What is it? Danbao! How could you possibly have Danbao!

"Stop! You can't kill me, my body is still in the fairy world, if you kill me, sooner or later...... Ah......h

Sun Yi'an only remembered that Guangfa Immortal Jun was pierced by a golden thread, and then turned into a yellow light cluster and slowly floated towards his divine body.

Then he lost consciousness......

Three days later.

A young man with a touch of red on his eyebrows and two purple and black blood marks in the corners of his eyes curled up motionless on the grass like a dead man.

Not far away, a silver mountain wolf wandered vigilantly.

Five days later.

The young man's curled up body suddenly shook violently, and his pale face kept distorting. But it didn't take long for it to suddenly fall silent again.

The silver mountain wolf anxiously grabbed the young man's body with his front paws, and let out a low "whine" sound from his mouth.

Seven days later.

A drop of morning dew refracted a colorful light and shot into the eyes of young people.

He saw the world again.

"It's beautiful......"

The young man was like a dream, and his voice was hoarse.

"Whew~" The silver mountain wolf raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl.

Sun Yi'an held the edge of the bed with his hands, slowly stretched his feet to the ground, gritted his teeth and walked to the table.

This is a month after he was dragged home by Lang Xiao.

He stretched out his index finger and wiped it towards the center of his eyebrows, and a little red appeared on the tips of his fingertips, and there was an extremely small hole in the center of his eyebrows, which was slowly oozing blood.

"Guangfa Immortal Monarch ......"

As soon as he thought of Guangfa Immortal Monarch, endless resentment appeared in his eyes.

A month and a half ago, Sun Yi'an sent a ghost to the gods, and did not tell the Guangfa Heavenly Monarch the hexagonal disc and golden silk thread he got from the golden-robed old man.

After learning that the power of his divine consciousness could be released and he could manipulate the storage bag, he had a whimsical idea and released a wisp of divine consciousness to try to manipulate the golden knife, the six-edged disc, and the golden silk thread. As a result, nothing happened to any of the three items, which made him a little disappointed.

Later, he saw an introduction to the spiritual weapon recognition of the master in that book "Immortal Beggar's Door Basic Exercises", which made him very interested.

He hid in a secluded place, and after refining the three things according to the method recorded in the book, he didn't expect that the three treasures really reacted.

It's a pity that the golden Pu knife and the hexagonal disc consume too much mana, and he can't urge it at all.

Only that golden silk thread barely consumes a little mana, as long as he attaches a wisp of divine thought, he can fly as he wants at will.

Originally, he only wanted to use this golden thread as a means of saving his life, thinking that if he met a vicious person like those two strange old men one day, he could use it to save his life.

Who Cheng thought that the person who really wanted his life had always lived in his body!

On that day, seeing that his divine consciousness was about to be devoured by the Guangfa Immortal Monarch, he knew that he was dead left and right, and with the mentality that the fish was dead and the net was broken, he manipulated the golden silk thread to shoot into his eyebrows when his divine consciousness was still clear for the last time.

Unexpectedly, the golden silk thread did not cause him any fatal damage, but the Guangfa Immortal Monarch who made him extremely hateful, but was powerless to resist, almost had any resistance in front of the golden silk thread, just a face, and turned into a ball of yellow light.

"Huang Guang...... The power of the Divine Consciousness ......"

So far, how could he not know that that yellow light was the power of the Divine Consciousness of the Guangfa Immortal Monarch.

Ever since he woke up, the yellow light that belonged to the Guangfa Immortal Monarch left behind after his annihilation had been wrapped and assimilated by the power of his divine sense.

At the same time, he experienced unspeakable pain from the sea of consciousness every moment.

If it was just pain, after so many days, he was gradually able to bear it. But with the assimilation of divine consciousness, a huge and chaotic memory belonging to the Guangfa Immortal Monarch appeared in his mind at the same time, almost making him delirious and completely falling into madness and stupidity.

With the passage of time, the memories that belonged to the Guangfa Immortal Monarch gradually dissipated automatically, but there were a few people and things that seemed to be extremely important to the Guangfa Immortal Monarch that still remained in Sun Yi'an's mind.

A palm-sized, black and white yin and yang double fish disc.

An obscure mantra.

A hole that tumbled out with black gas, as if it was bottomless.

A middle-aged man wearing a purple and gold auspicious cloud robe, a crown on his head, a majestic face, and a long beard hanging down his chest.

"None of this has anything to do with me, it's just the words that Guangfa Immortal Jun said before he disappeared...... Isn't he dead yet? ”

"If I can cultivate to the same realm as him one day, even if he really doesn't die, I will kill him with my own hands!"

"Hiss~"

Sun Yi'an muttered to himself a few times, and suddenly became emotional, and pulled the wound of his divine sense, not only gasping.

He trembled and walked to the courtyard, slowly sat down on the chair, and took out the book "Immortal Beggars Gate Basic Exercises" from his waist and looked at it intently.

The mountain wolf walked up to him with light steps, put his head on his instep, and lay down.

The setting sun cast a touch of afterglow on the young man's emaciated pale face, and the young man slowly got up and stared into the distance for a long time without saying a word.

Gradually, Sunset quietly receded from the young man's face, and along with Sunset, there was also the childishness on the young man's face.