According to Fu Ran's meaning, the more hardships you endure, the more you can break through.

Lin Yi was noncommittal, leaning against the wall of the cage and closing his eyes to recuperate. It takes about half a day to go to Tongchuan Pass, although the Bodhi branch does not take effort, but in order not to make Fu Ran feel uncomfortable, she deliberately wrapped a layer of spiritual power outside the Bodhi branch, and then opened a window for him to ventilate.

In this way, even if Fu Ran is weak, he is not afraid of being scratched by the cold from a high place.

At this time, she missed the chasing wind that the sect master gave to Zhu Nanzhi very much, but unfortunately that thing needed the sect master's handprint every time it was opened. Thinking of this, Lin Ye's face was a little sad, Yangshan is now dead and rebellious, and he is already in tatters.

No, it should be said that the entire Dao Gate is already in tatters.

It was something she couldn't have imagined at first, but even now, she felt completely incomprehensible. It seems that overnight, most people's Dao hearts are unstable. Either for an illusory promise of ascension, or for something else, in short, it is to abandon the teacher.

As if he knew what Lin Yi was thinking, Fu Ran suddenly spoke: "People always need a belief, and you cultivators are the same, if you take ascension as your belief, after learning that ascension is hopeless, you will inevitably go to extremes. ”

He sighed and continued: "What's more, the current situation is not hopeless. ”

Lin Yi shook her head, she looked sideways out the window, the sunlight outside through the clouds, the golden halo stained the edges of the clouds, transparent and beautiful. However, it had been a long time since she had been so calm to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and one accident after another had turned the Daomen upside down, and she didn't even have time to rest, let alone look at the scenery.

Now, unexpectedly, there was a little respite.

Of course, when it is poetic, you must ignore the person opposite who suddenly brings out a bunch of things and methodically prepares the hot meal.

After Fu Ran tinkered with the food for a while, he saw that Lin Yi had been staring at him, so he asked politely: "What, do you want to eat?"

He was preparing the meal and looked at the bells and whistles, all of which Lin Yi had never seen before, out of curiosity, she asked, "These are the specialties of Qingzhou City?"

"Hey. As soon as Fu Ran heard that she was interested, he came to his senses, stretched out his hand to stabilize the small table, and introduced them to Lin Yi one by one: "Here are some specialties of my original world, mushroom pasta, tomato bisque and fried tempura. ”

"Do you want to try it?" Fu Ran asked.

There is not much space in the cage of the Bodhi branch, and the food is so hot that the fragrance is even stronger, Lin Yi glanced at the side and nodded.

Fu Ran immediately took out a new bowl and chopsticks from under his cloak with chopsticks in his mouth, and gave Lin Yi a little bit of it, with some excitement in his eyes, "Try it quickly." ”

Lin Yi took the wooden chopsticks and bowl, and put a chopstick noodle into his mouth, which was thick in the mouth but not sticky, and was a little different from ordinary noodles, with some chewiness.

"Delicious, right?" Fu Ran asked proudly.

"Okay. Lin Yi chewed and swallowed, nodded, and continued: "It is indeed a little different from the mundane noodles I have eaten before. ”

Of course, at that time, the food was brought back from the world by the two senior brothers, and even if she could fly with a sword, it was more or less a long way away, and when the noodles were delivered to her, they always tasted so good.

Fu Ran saw that she was bored and eating, so he smiled, and then lowered his head to eat, and for a while, there was only the sound of eating and drinking in the Bodhi branch cage.

After eating, we walked halfway through the journey.

When the sun was setting in the west, Lin Yi sat on the top to look at the direction, and Fu Ran had already fallen asleep against the wall of the Bodhi branch cage, breathing slowly.

When there was nothing to do, she simply sat cross-legged on top and began to vomit. Originally, she had neglected to cultivate these days, coupled with the large and small injuries before and after, the spiritual veins were stagnant, and this breath was low in the night.

When Xingzi was three or two o'clock, Fu Ran woke up, he rubbed his eyes, stretched out his head to look up, and asked, "Lin Yi, are you hungry?"

After a long time, an extremely ethereal voice came from the top: "You can eat it yourself." ”

[It feels like you're in a bottleneck.] Shaohua interjected at the right time.

Lin Yi opened her eyes, stretched her body, and lay down, she looked up at the starry sky and sighed: "My speed of breaking through the realm in the past few months can be said to be merciful, how can it be regarded as a bottleneck?"

[No, you break through the realm quickly because Song Yi is trying to slaughter cultivators, the more he kills, the faster you should break through the realm. Shaohua retorted.

"Not necessarily. Lin Yi shook his head, raised his arm and pillowed it behind his head, and said, "Most of the people killed at the beginning were cultivators with low cultivation, and the further they got, the more difficult it will be for Song Yi to do it, and some may even require him to come forward in person, so his speed will only get slower and slower." ”

[Where does this start?]

"Think about it, if he is under his command, at least he can't kill it in a grand manner, then the remaining ones are the remnants of the Dao Sect and the scattered cultivators, of course, the demon cultivators under the command of Ying Zhong Zhonglu are also among them. Among them, most of the loose cultivators went to Qingzhou City to accept Fu Ran's blessing, and the rest of them either felt that they were capable of self-protection due to their advanced cultivation, or they had been killed. Lin Yi analyzed.

[That's right, but when you left Qingzhou City, you didn't count anything, so you can have an idea of the current strength of Qingzhou City. Shaohua sighed and agreed.

Lin Yi still shook his head and said, "Gathering the remnants of the scattered cultivators and Daomen is not to fight back, but to protect themselves. ”

[If you don't fight back, one day Song Yi will come to the door. 】

"In the face of absolute strength, the number of people is not worth mentioning at all, if we can't kill Song Yi before he is reborn into the Heart Sutra, then there is no point in wanting to fight back or trying to protect ourselves. Lin Yi's eyes flickered as she watched the starry sky flicker, she actually had no bottom in her heart, even though Fu Ran repeatedly told her that he believed that she was the first cultivator to ascend to the upper realm.

In terms of qualifications, she can't compare to her senior brother and the nine-foot jade at all; in terms of circumstances, Song Yi already holds the Heart Sutra of Rebirth; the only superior capital is probably that she has the first sword in the world-Shaohua Sword.

You seem to be frustrated. Shaohua sensed her loneliness.

"Aunt Mo is dead, the sect master is dead, and there are only a few of us left in the bits and pieces of Yangshan......" Lin Yi's eyes were a little wandering, she always felt that the current situation was a dream, and from the day of Dabi, everything should be a dream.

But no.

The nine-foot jade, which is more desperate than her situation, is full of mountains and doors, and there is only one ancestor Fang Chengyan who does not know life and death, and the nine-foot jade doesn't even remember him because of all this.