At dawn, Han Qianye came back with a swollen nose and a swollen face.

As soon as he entered the door, even the cold night could not stop his full spring breeze.

"Senior brother, why don't you sleep?"

Putting down the book, Nanyun glanced at his senior brother's embarrassed and smug expression, and was also happy for him.

"Senior brother, I had a dream and couldn't sleep."

Immediately accepting his smug look, Han Qianye said solemnly: "Did our fighting method accidentally hurt your soul?" Tell me about your dreams. ”

He was so nervous about Nanyun, it seemed that Nanyun's affairs were more important than his affairs, and Nanyun was a little embarrassed.

The two of them were in the same room, Han Qianye was changing out of shabby clothes, and Nanyun walked to the other side as if he was telling his own eldest brother what he had seen in his dream.

"By the way, Senior Brother, when Senior Sister Beichen left, she left me this, it seems to be called Linghualu."

He held the jade bottle and looked at it expectantly.

Sure enough, Han Qianye walked out while buttoning the collar.

"What, Linghualu?"

His eyes were slightly surprised, and he shook the jade bottle for a while, but no sound came out.

"That's a good baby."

Han Qianye was overjoyed, and then said: "Hehe, it's full of bottles, follow the senior brother, and keep your fragrant and spicy food, but junior brother, can Senior Sister Beichen tell you how to use it?" ”

This? Is it because of Senior Brother?

"Senior sister said, I also guess that this Linghua Lu is extraordinary, and I dare not use it."

Han Qianye was about to make fun of him, but Nanyun continued: "Senior brother is as talented as a god, and his cultivation is also high, senior brother, can you use it?" ”

Unable to make fun of it for a while, looking at the sincerity in Nanyun's eyes, Han Qianye handed Linghualu back to him.

"Senior brother, the road of cultivation is long, to my cultivation realm, the role of external objects is no longer great, but you, the mortal body, this is just right for you, junior sister, they are really generous."

How can the senior brother have a sour taste of jealousy?

Nagumo erased the surprise in his heart and felt sorry.

It would be nice if my senior brother could use this thing, give it to me, it won't have much effect, and it will only increase longevity, which is not the original intention.

"So powerful?" Nanyun had never had the warmth of his brother's care, and although he was shocked by the effect of this spiritual dew, he still had the idea that he wanted to be a little useful to his senior brother.

Poor and kind, he can't stand the good of others the most, and after enjoying a point, he wants to return ten points.

"Hehe, this is what Senior Sister Beichen gave you, what do you want to do for me?"

Yes, when my sister asked, I couldn't explain, but ......

The so-called difference between intimacy and intimacy is exactly like this, Nanyun absolutely respects those senior sisters, but the senior brother in front of him is even closer to him.

"Just understand, this thing has a miraculous effect on exorcism and purification, hurry up and take a drop, sleep well, you, I'm different from you, tomorrow, I have to continue to practice, come on!"

Speechless for a while, Nanyun looked at the sun-like senior brother.

Han Qianye is like a person who is in the light, illuminating all the darkness in Nagumo's heart.

Close and speechless, he tilted the bottle slightly, licked the overflowing Linghua dew in an embarrassed posture, and suddenly felt refreshed, Han Qianye looked at him strangely.

At this time, you can understand all the ways, and at this time, you can return to the netherworld.

Watching him eat, Han Qianye said with a somewhat doting tone: "Sleep well, if you are bored tomorrow, you can come to the bottom of the mountain to watch me practice." ”

Cultivators pay attention to purity, and Han Qianye's invitation to Nagumo to see him realize is absolute trust.

Happy, Nanyun said happily: "Hmm! ”

He fell asleep full of joy, and in just two days, deep in his heart, he already trusted Han Qianye extremely much.

On the other side, Han Qianye sat on the bed and began to practice.

If it weren't for the situation, he wouldn't have wasted any time in his cultivation.

After a good night's dream, Nanyun woke up and saw that there were a few more books on his bedside, and there was still a note left by Han Qianye.

These books are not things that the disciples of the sect usually observe, they are books brought by Han Qianye from home, recording the general situation of the Lingruins, but Nanyun still hasn't found the slightest information about the Thousand Dao Sect.

In ancient times, the spirit ruin was not called the spirit ruins, but the fairy world and the wilderness, and later the human race led the hundred races and the alien race to fight in the chaotic fairy sea, after expelling the alien race, the otherworldly space and the entire fairy universe merged, since then there is no distinction between the wild and the fairy world, and the entire universe is collectively called the spirit ruins.

Nagumo was shocked to reminisce about the knowledge he saw in the book, glanced at the window, and saw his senior brother in front of the waterfall with a solemn atmosphere, so he wanted to rush down to watch.

Just as he was about to go out, he met Beichen Xing and Dongfang Li coming together.

"Nanyun, I've seen two senior sisters."

The two looked at him, and Dongfang Li said gently: "I heard last night that my junior brother was tired by us, and today my complexion has recovered, and I am relieved." ”

Experiencing the ethereal feeling of being innocent at this time, Nanyun hugged the book and said, "Thank you, senior sister, I'm fine." ”

"The scorching sun at noon, junior brother, is this?"

"Senior Sister Beichen, I plan to go to the bottom of the flying cliff and accompany Senior Brother to enlightenment."

At the same time, surprised, Dongfang Li asked curiously: "Do you know how high the flying cliff is?" How far are you going? ”

Is it far away? It doesn't seem too far.

Nanyun shook his head, and Dongfang was a little angry when he left.

"This guy, thousands of feet flying off the cliff, the junior brother has come and gone, and the day has passed."

He didn't understand the thoughts of lovers, and when he saw that his senior sister was angry with his senior brother, he hurriedly said: "It's Nanyun who wants to go, don't blame the senior brother." ”

The two of them still didn't understand that he was instigated by Han Qianye, otherwise, Nanyun, who was a mortal body, must know how much time it would take to go up and down thousands of feet of high mountains.

However, the two did not poke him either.

"It just so happens that we are also looking for Senior Brother Han, Senior Brother, please."

The two of them smiled gently, with courtesy and care, Beichenxing signaled Nanyun to go first, and he couldn't bear it at once.

Last night, he really wanted to give all the Linghua Lu to his senior brother, and now he felt the heartfelt love of the two senior sisters, and suddenly felt sorry for Beichenxing.

The careful thoughts in his heart were very active, but Beichenxing didn't care about his thoughts at all, and the two of them were very curious about his thoughts.

They were born wealthy, and they have never been like Nanyun, with ordinary bodies, to experience the suffering of spiritual ruins, like Han Qianye, they are also willing to illuminate Nanyun.

When the three of them went out, the senior sister was polite, and he walked in front of him. Looking at the scenery and keeping an eye on the back, I was afraid that I had missed a command.

The scenery of going down the mountain is not at all different from the scenery of the trail that Han Qianye took him to choose, and it is also different from watching from his window.

The quiet weather along the way is like the ancient years, the ignorant and ignorant southern clouds, into a mountain cloud mist.

Suddenly, he saw thunder and lightning in the sky above the sect, and the fog rolled wildly.

In the mist, there are countless desolate spirits throwing themselves into the thunder sea formed by casting lightning, and the thunder sea rises and falls, and the faint and huge magic of the monk emerges, playing earth-shattering spells.

He was stunned by what he saw, but a cold wind blew, and what he saw turned into mist.

The mountains are no longer quiet, the birds are singing and the flowers are silent; If you are in the spiritual ruins again, the fierce clouds and evil fog are endless.

Seeing this familiar sight again, Nagumo turned his head suddenly.

The two of them were not far from him.

"Senior brother, the wind is strong in this mountain, you can take this with you, it can be used for the wonderful use of Qiankun storage, and it can also ward off evil spirits."

He subconsciously caught the crescent-shaped magic weapon thrown by Beichen Xing, and was shocked to feel a pain in his palm.

This thing completed the blood drop in an instant, stunned for a moment, raised his head and said, "Senior sister? Is this a magic weapon? ”

When he looked down and looked up, there was no one in front of him, he carefully distinguished the fog, and saw that the two senior sisters were far away from him, Dongfang Li seemed to be explaining something to him, but he couldn't hear it, and the deep sky thunder sea seemed to be faintly emerging again.

The whining wind sounded, the fog changed so quickly that he couldn't see the way he was coming from, he stretched out his hand, and couldn't grasp anything.

This? After being surprised, he hurriedly put all the things in his hand into the crescent magic weapon and walked forward cautiously.

Feeling the wind and terrain, he felt that the surrounding was empty, and the sound of breathing and walking actually echoed in the mist, the echo became louder and louder, the gap became shorter and shorter, and the sound of drums and drums was endless.

With courage, he thought that there would be no danger within the sect, and slowly descended along the rugged path under his feet.

After walking dozens of steps, the movement and stillness suddenly changed.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing came from far and near, and before he could see what was flying, two corpses smashed under his feet.

Bang bang bang!

Immediately after, several corpses fell, and several human races with wings on their backs died together with the desolate spirits, and the shouts of killing in the sky, approaching and turning away, seemed to leave him in an instant, and transferred the battlefield to the distance.

This is?

He crouched down and watched as these people had transparent wings on their backs, like the flying feathers of spirit birds; The white bones that fell to the ground lost their color, as if they had been eroded by time, and they were extremely dull.

Is this the legendary Winged Humans?

This is the desolate spirit of a long time ago?

This discovery shocked him, and he didn't care about being afraid, and quickly pulled out a broken sword full of gaps from the corpse of the Winged Terran, and looked vigilantly into the mist.

The battlefield was already far away, but he was so nervous, the corpses and blood in front of him were too real, and he didn't dare to joke with his own life.