The originally calm eyes seemed to be dyed with a layer of defeat at the moment of calm pranayama.

Bai Lian took the medicine powder from Lin Guiyuan's hand, sprinkled it on his injured arm, bowed his head and said, "Aren't you called Jinsheng?

Jin Sheng choked and coughed up a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth, he calmly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his still intact left hand, and said, "My name is Jin Sheng, and Iris is the name of this sword. ”

Brian quietly glanced at the Ugin longsword that was quietly lying on his lap, and laughed in a low voice, "No one has yet made a sword famous. ”

Jin Sheng's expression froze, and then he smiled bitterly: "That's right, the thirteen swords of the heavenly seal, passed down from generation to generation, the sword is in the person, and the sword survives." ”

As he spoke, his eyes moved slightly, and his gaze fell on Brian's pale and thin arm, and he suddenly asked, "What's the matter with the wound on your arm?"

Brian wondered, he remembered that his arm was not injured.

Following his gaze, he saw two red dots the size of a needle's eye between his arms.

The red dot looks very deep, so it is not a natural red mole, but rather a mark left by a sharp stab.

But he has been asleep for two hundred years, and according to common sense, this subtle wound can be recovered in less than half a pillar of incense.

But these two small red dots are engraved on his skin like some kind of brand, giving people an indelible feeling.

And Jinsheng understands this point and asks more.

The red dots were not very obvious, and Bai Lian didn't pay much attention to them on weekdays, until Jinsheng mentioned it today, and he found that he had two red dots on his arms.

Brian lightly buttoned the two red dots with his fingers, and said suspiciously: "Strange, it doesn't hurt or itch, when did it get more?"

Jin Sheng looked down, frowned and said, "It looks like a snake bite, but you met a snake demon in the mountains?"

The one that can bite through the skin of the corpse demon will naturally not be an ordinary snake.

Brian recalled for a moment and said: "I have been in the mountain for so long, I have never encountered a snake, I think I should have been bitten by a snake before I was born, there is no major problem, it is not painful." But it's you, since you're a disciple of the Heavenly Seal, how could you go to the Ten Thousand Demons Ancient Cave to retreat and cultivate, and toss yourself into what you are now. ”

Jin Sheng smiled helplessly and said: "The Thirteen Swords of the Heavenly Seal, famous all over the world, the first sword to the third sword have successfully broken through the realm many years ago, and their strength has reached the realm of soul enlightenment.

The Sect Master has high hopes for us, for hundreds of years, my brothers and sisters and I have been concentrating on retreat and cultivation, but just a few months ago, my nine brothers and sisters all summoned the Mandate of Heaven overnight, in the sword tablet that belonged to them, successfully crossed the tribulation, and squeezed into the legendary Soul Enlightenment Realm, and I was the only one ......."

Speaking of this, the smile on his face was a little more bitter and self-deprecating.

"It's just me, one person stops, little corpse demon, do you know that three hundred years ago, I was just a mortal who didn't know how to cultivate, and the sect master accepted me as a personal disciple, how happy I was to give the sword soul.

But at that time, I also knew that my spiritual root was not the best choice, and even some of the inner disciples in the Heavenly Seal Sword Sect were far inferior.

It just attracted the resonance of the sword soul, and it became the smallest sword of Tianxi, they all said...... The thirteenth sword of the Cullinan is the most prestigious one.

I am unwilling, portable sword to the Ten Thousand Demons Ancient Cave, the Iris Sword was born because of the evil, it is the Nine Heavens Thunder Perennial Thunderbolt Zhou Mountain, condensed out of a group of heaven and earth soul, the greater the evil qi, the faster the progress of cultivation, in this world, the heaviest place of evil qi, is the Ten Thousand Demons Ancient Cave. ”

Bai Lian said: "Practice, don't be impatient, if you are in a hurry to make progress, force yourself to cultivate, damage your body and heart and don't benefit yourself, coupled with the forcible interference of the five disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Palace, let alone break through the realm, it is a miracle to be able to save your life in the heavenly tribulation." ”

He glanced at the two pitch-black corpses on the ground, frowned, and said:

"Ordinary cultivators never think of taking the initiative to touch the Heavenly Tribulation, those five disciples are very strange, and combined with these two people of unknown origin today, I think you should be targeted. ”

Jin Sheng's injured right hand made a stretching motion with difficulty, and he sneered: "While along with glory, danger will always be around. ”

Brian finished spilling the last bit of medicine in his hand and touched the fawn's head.

"Since it is a matter of life and death, it is natural that you have to hide it from everyone in the outside world, but there are still people who disturb you at the critical moment of your tribulation, so naturally there is something wrong within your sect. ”

Although he didn't want to agree with this point of view, Jinsheng had to agree with Brian's statement.

He leaned his back on the tree wearily, his trembling and twitching right hand outstretched, his gaze heavy and deep.

Then he laughed at himself and said, "The name doesn't live up to the truth...... Oh, that's a good point. ”

Now he has difficulty even drawing a sword.

Now he can be said to have forced himself into a dead end, and his retreat has been disturbed, not because he is blessed with a great life and will not die.

But at the critical moment, he extradited Tianlei to the Iris Sword and sealed it in the scabbard.

Once the sword is drawn, the heavenly thunder punishment can be rained.

Now his state can't survive this catastrophe.

And the catastrophe is not something you can cross whenever you want.

If it drags on for a long time, the carrying sword of the kite will inevitably break and shatter, and it will still uncontrollably attract heavenly thunder, bombarding him to death and no place to be buried.

There was a soft snap.

His right hand was suddenly covered and held by a cold palm, and Jin Sheng looked up at Bai Lian with a stunned expression.

I saw a smile arc on the corner of his mouth, there was no comfort in his eyes, and his calm gaze seemed to tell a reality.

"Every time I see you mention your Celestial Seal Sect Master, a radiant color appears on your face, I think he must be a very remarkable person.

Since such a great man has chosen you, then naturally he sees in you something that no one else has, and just because he believes in you, can't you believe in yourself?"

The calm tone seemed to have some kind of magical power, and it was poured into Jinsheng's heart.

He laughed and said, "Also, the sect master is a thousand-year-old immortal, and his long-term vision can be compared to those ordinary people." ”

Even if Brian's words couldn't change his predicament at the moment.

But Jinsheng's state of mind, which seemed to be at the end of the road, quietly underwent a great change.

Even if it is a dead end, he has to hit a new way out, even if his head is broken and bleeding!

The rain has stopped, and the barrier has long been restored.

It's just that those towering ancient trees that have been split apart have no way to grow densely anymore for a while.

Jin Sheng was seriously injured, and he didn't have a second Spiritual Fruit to give him to stabilize his injuries.

He believed that Jin Sheng now was afraid that he would no longer have the physical strength to fight.

Although the apparent crisis and the enemy had passed, Brian's deep gaze fell on the brightly lit treehouses.

He firmly believes...... The real crisis has not passed.

At this time, the blood in his body to maintain his strength and reason seemed to be consumed quickly, and there was a hollow sound in the stomach pouch, which woke up the deer who were resting on the side.

Jinsheng seemed to have reached his limit, and he fell asleep tiredly against the tree, holding the iris sword tightly in his arms, as if it were his own life.

The deer bit the hem of Brian's clothes, and then cocked his round ass with great interest.