Jian Lin's life of cultivating immortals in the Guanlan Sect was still very good at first.

When Xuan He Zhenren was alive, Chiyanfeng had a strict atmosphere, and the apprentices were friendly and helpful, and there was a sign of harmony.

The same group of apprentices ranged from seven to ten years old, and those who went up the mountain on the same day as Jian Lin included the ten-year-old senior brother Wen Mingyuan, and another eight-year-old senior sister Lin Zhi.

The three of them went up the mountain on the same day, arranged their houses in order, lived close to each other, walked close together, and from that day on the three of them often traveled together, and became a better trio.

Later, Xuan He Zhenren died, Chi Yanfeng experienced great changes, and the three of them were affected a lot because of their ordinary family backgrounds.

Senior Brother Wen Mingyuan chose to end his cultivation at the age of sixteen because he had not made progress for many years, left Chiyan Peak, and went to live an ordinary life of casual cultivation.

Lin Zhi and Jian Lin supported each other and kept warm, and later Lin Zhi made a breakthrough with difficulty and cultivated the golden pill, and the original body deliberately stayed away from her in order not to delay her friend's future, and the two basically didn't talk much in the next three years.

Wen Mingyuan was young and old, he hadn't seen him for a few years, and his appearance had basically not changed, Jian Lin stared at him tightly, watching him push open the door of the east wing and enter, making sure that he had not admitted his mistake.

She excitedly told the Demon Venerable, "That's a senior brother who used to be very good to me, but why is he here, and who is he going to see?" ”

This remote courtyard is divided into east and west wings, Jian Lin lives in the west wing, and the east wing has been empty, and no one wants to live here.

Jian Lin was puzzled, gave birth to an idea, and looked at the Demon Venerable with blank eyes.

The Demon Venerable understood at a glance, she wanted to eavesdrop.

"What do you mean by a senior brother who used to be very good to you?" The Demon Venerable has some questions he wants to ask.

"I calculate, he left Chiyan Peak about five years ago to live a mortal life, and we haven't spoken much since then," Jian Lin explained, "It's really strange why he's here." ”

Demon Venerable thought about it for a while, it was indeed very strange, since this was the case, it was better to go over and take a look.

He stretched out his hand to grab Jian Lin, got up and jumped, and fell lightly on the roof of the east wing, uncovered the tiles and looked inside, the person was in the bedroom, and the demon venerable picked up Jian Lin and moved it in, uncovering the tiles again, and finally saw the figure this time.

The perspective is limited, Jian Lin tilted his head to look over, and could only see Wen Mingyuan's plain back, he was holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and was talking to the person on the bed, "The medicine is cold, junior sister, you ...... Alas......"

The man on the bed was covered with a thick quilt, coughed a few times first, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Senior brother, don't worry about it, you and I both know in our hearts that my golden pill is broken, and drinking medicine doesn't work at all." ”

"This medicine clears away heat, detoxifies and nourishes the body, you drink a little, it will not harm you," Wen Mingyuan said in a gentle voice, sighed, and said with self-reproach, "Speaking of which, it's all because the senior brother is useless, I can only buy you a little tonic medicine, and there is no way to help you repair the golden pill." ”

"No," the man lying on the bed became excited, struggling to get up and retorted, "How can this be blamed Senior Brother?" It's my own fault, and now that you can come and see me, it's the greatest comfort in my life, at least so that I won't be alone before I die. ”

This struggle made Jian Lin see the face of the person lying on the bed clearly, this, isn't this her little sister Lin Zhi?

She said that her golden pill was broken, how could this be?

The trio of them, no matter how they didn't end well, like a curse, dead and wounded, and left behind.

Wen Mingyuan's voice choked, "Don't say that, junior sister, you won't die, come with me, I will support you for a lifetime." ”

"No, senior brother, I'm a wasted person, I'm dead, and I can't drag you down."

The two of them said sadly, and Jian Lin was also red-eyed, how could it be so miserable!

Wen Mingyuan comforted softly for a while, put the medicine on the small stove and warmed it again, Lin Zhi obediently took it, lay down on the bed and fell asleep, Wen Mingyuan carefully tucked the quilt for her, straightened up and left slowly.

After Wen Mingyuan left, Demon Venerable took Jian Lin down and landed in a quiet courtyard.

Jian Lin touched the scene, was silent, looked around for a week, and then walked into his west wing.

There was a chain hanging on the door of the west wing, Jian Lin directly pried it open, pushed the door in, and the familiar and unfamiliar picture came to her face, making her feel like a dream for a moment.

Except for an extra layer of dust, everything in the room turned out to be exactly the same as when she left, and no one came to search and rummage through her room.

That group of people was so arrogant and confident that they didn't bother to find other evidence, and directly pressed her to death.

Jian Lin's eyes were gloomy and full of hatred, she went around in a circle, walked to the corner behind the bed, touched the raised green brick and pressed it down, opened a secret door, and officially sealed the secret room where she cultivated.

She leaned in, looked around, raised her steps and walked in slowly, sitting cross-legged on the stone bed according to her original memory, and let out a long sigh.

Demon Venerable leaned against the door and looked at her, and said with disgust, "This place is small and there is no ventilated hole, it is not suitable for you to cultivate here." ”

"It's good to have, I'm just a little person, how can I be picky," Jian Lin said calmly, and suddenly found a fun thing, she picked it up and said in surprise, "This bottle was originally filled with Yin Yuan Dan, which can be said to be the place where the dream began." ”

As soon as the Demon Venerable heard it, he was interested, and reached out to take it and take a closer look, "The ordinary coarse porcelain bottles that can be seen everywhere, it seems that the people who do things are very cautious, and they have deliberately changed the bottles, and there are no useful clues." ”

Saying that he wanted to return it to Jian Lin, Jian Lin pressed it back and said with a smile, "I'll give you this bottle as a token of our commitment." ”

Demon Venerable frowned and decisively refused, "Don't, didn't you listen to me, this bottle is not valuable." ”

"It's not a matter of money or money," Jian Lin stuffed the bottle into the palm of the Demon Venerable's hand, and said deliberately affectionately, "The meaning of this thing is greater than its own value, think about it, if I didn't take Yin Yuan Dan, I wouldn't have had an accident, if I hadn't had an accident, I wouldn't have fled to your house, we wouldn't have met at all, the so-called love token, of course, we have to choose this kind of thing." ”

Jian Lin said it crookedly, and the Demon Venerable smiled angrily and looked at her speechlessly.

"Take it," Jian Lin said with a grin, "If you don't accept it, it proves that you don't like me, then I will be so sad and sad." ”

Demon Venerable believed that she was sad to have a ghost, but he didn't refute it, his eyes fell on the bottle, and he reluctantly accepted it, and it was a big deal to turn around and throw it away, he didn't bother to argue with her now.

Seeing the expression of the Demon Venerable, Jian Lin wanted to die of laughter and swept away a lot of gloom.

She walked out of the chamber and rummaged through her original belongings again, looking for some useful clues.

During this period, the Demon Venerable had been leaning against the door, staring at the west wing, and after Jian Lin turned around, he didn't gain anything, so he leaned over to talk to him, "What do you always see my little sister do?" Is there any good way you can save her? ”

As far as Jian Lin knows, the shattering of the golden pill is a very painful thing, and the repair process is even more difficult, more people will choose to cut the pill to reduce the pain, but making this choice means cutting off the road to cultivating immortals.

Of course, theoretically speaking, it is possible to cultivate again, but in fact it is more difficult than ascending to the sky, and for thousands of years, I have never heard of anyone cultivating the golden pill for the second time.

Demon Venerable's gaze swept over lazily, "Of course I have a good solution, but I didn't want to save her, I was just thinking about another thing." ”

"What's the matter?" Jian Lin asked, and then quickly guessed, "Is the feng shui thing right?" You want to say that the feng shui of this small courtyard is not good, so my little sister and I are very miserable, I understand this matter, so what good way do you have to save her? ”

"What do you know?" Demon Venerable was extremely disgusted, "Then tell me, where is the feng shui bad in this small courtyard?" ”

"It's not important," Jian Lin's attention was attracted by another point, "Lord Chongyuan, please, what is the best way to save her?" Jin Dan is broken, every day the heart hurts like a needle prick, and it is uncomfortable to live, you can be merciful to save her. ”

"Don't beg me, what can save her is not with me." Demon Venerable looked playful, chuckled and said, "It's better to beg yourself." ”

Jian Lin was stunned, and suddenly woke up, Jin Dan, Jin Dan, the things related to Jin Dan on her body are not the seeds of Huai Yinjun?

However, there was only one seed, and after saving the little sister, she couldn't use it.

Demon Venerable said with interest, "You should think about this matter, declare in advance, at least in the last ten years, I can't ask you for a new one, once in exchange, asking too much is greed, Huai Yinjun will not give it to me." ”

Jian Lin's face sank, and he nodded heavily, indicating that he understood.

She believed in the words of the Demon Venerable, and the system said that Huai Yinjun was an existence beyond the Three Realms, and it must have rules to follow, not as much as she wanted.

"You think about this matter slowly," Demon Venerable changed his words and talked about feng shui, "I'll tell you about feng shui, that kitchen is very strangely repaired, the stove is directly facing the well, the water and fire are rushing, and the spiritual power forms a dead knot, you know what the dead knot means, the entanglement is stagnant, and it is impossible to make a breakthrough." ”

Jian Lin listened, inexplicably feeling familiar.

"As for the path leading to your room, if there is no truncation of that wall, it is more like a formation to attract aura, leading all auras to the knot of death, if I guess correctly, there should also be a twin array, living towards death, drawing out aura, for your own use."

"That kitchen was rebuilt by my senior brother after my master's death," Jian Lin's eyes became colder and colder, "Originally, we all ate in the front hall, but later he used the excuse of avoiding disputes to build a small kitchen for our junior brothers and sisters, and arranged for us to live near the kitchen." ”

"At that time, we didn't think much about it, just when the senior brother disliked us and put us in the remote part of the apse, out of sight and out of mind," Jian Lin clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and looked at the Demon Venerable, and said in a deep voice, "Lord Chongyuan, you said that this is a formation, a formation that attracts spirits, so is my aura dissipated like this?" ”

"After your master died, how many apprentices were left who had not cultivated the Golden Pill?" Demon Venerable asked calmly, "Among these apprentices, how many of them have cultivated the Golden Pill in the hands of your senior brother?" ”

"There is only one person," Jian Lin remembered very clearly, looking at the west wing opposite, "Only the little senior sister Lin Zhi has cultivated, but now, her golden pill is broken......"