Where is this line of life?

Song Lanyi thought about it, among the countless scriptures she mastered, perhaps only the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Scripture" could slightly adapt to this heavenly leaky body.

However, what has always made her confident is nothing else, it is precisely since her cultivation that she has gradually tended to be contextual...... Dream space.

As a place to learn and ask, there is a large number of talents in the dream space, and these talents exist between the illusory and the real, similar to the door of all wonders.

Nature...... It is also present in Song Lan's body.

In other words, since these talents are already in the body, there is no possibility of overflowing and scattering.

Thinking about it, Song Lanyi unconsciously changed the way of absorbing talents, and slowly absorbed talents from the dream space.

When the needle-tip-sized talent appeared in the dantian, the balloon that was originally like a puncture suddenly ...... Stretched up a bit.

Cai Qi went around in circles and merged into the meridians...... Settled.

At that time, the old man was disappointed in his heart, and actually paid attention to Song Lanyi's every move.

Almost the moment this strange situation happened, he opened his cloudy eyes violently and sighed softly.

Zhu Mingshu pays more attention to Song Lanyi than him.

Although her cultivation was not so high, her intuition told her that Song Lanyi was in a special state and could not be disturbed at will, so she subconsciously grabbed the wrist of the old man over there.

Her fingers were clamped like steel hoops to the old man's wrists.

But instead of suffering from pain, the old man pressed his cheeks against the railing and squeezed them into pieces.

I saw that his eyes widened, and he exclaimed incredible.

"How is that possible? How could a heavenly leaky body absorb talent? No way! It's absolutely impossible! ”

Zhu Mingshu didn't care about this leaky body or anything, but looked straight at the old man, his hand tightened, and Gu Jing Wubo's face showed ecstasy, "My sister is saved?" Right? Is my sister saved?! ”

The thoughts of the two were not on the same line at all, but at this moment, their eyes magically met together.

The old man muttered that it was impossible, he was in pain, turned his head, looked at Zhu Mingshu, and said quietly, "You hurt me." ”

Only then did Zhu Mingshu react and let go of his hand.

It's just that when her eyes swept to the old man's wrist, her gaze froze slightly.

On the old man's wrist, except for a little mud, there was not the slightest red mark.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Mingshu's pupils shrank sharply.

This old man ...... The strength exceeded her expectations.

She moved her lips to say something, but in the darkness, she felt a burning gaze.

"You're her sister, and you have a way to break free from destiny, right?"

Zhu Mingshu frowned for a long time before he said, "Huh? ”

What Destiny?

The old man stood up suddenly, and for the first time took a serious look at the appearance of Zhu Mingshu and Song Lanyi.

The more they looked at each other, the richer the expression on his face became.

Colorful, as if you have turned a paint bottle upside down.

After a long while, he was surprised, "Who are you two sisters?" ”

"One has died young, but now there are signs of recovery."

"A person with different bones and a phoenix flapping wings, but destined to have a weak kinship, it is difficult to find true love in his life."

Zhu Mingshu heard this, and his pupils shrank sharply.

She ignored the so-called "Phoenix" destiny and asked instead, "What does it mean that my sister has an early death?" The so-called recovery means that she can still survive? Master, I beg you, let my sister live, I am willing to pay any price! ”

The old man glanced at Zhu Mingshu, and muttered indistinctly in his mouth, "The last sentence, maybe it's really not necessarily ......."