In the quiet room of the Lingyu clan, "Li Zhien" held his head in his hands and looked pained.

"Ah, why do you wake up, mine, your body is mine. ”

"Lee Ji-eun" let out a painful roar.

And in the mind of "Li Zhien", at this time, one soul has woken up and began to fight with another soul for control of the body.

"Who are you? Why are you in my body. ”

Li Zhien's soul made a sound.

"Damn, why did you wake up when you're already asleep. ”

Another soul voice was full of unwillingness.

"Get out of here, this is my body. ”

After Li Zhien finished speaking, his soul began to glow, and he began to fight for control of his body frantically.

Not to be outdone, the other soul occupied one side with Li Zhien and fought for control of the body.

For a while, the two souls formed a tug-of-war, and no one could help anyone.

And Lingwang Mountain, who had already left the quiet room, walked quickly towards the quiet room after feeling the movement of the quiet room, and after hesitating outside the door for a moment, he still said respectfully.

"Senior, what's going on?"

For a long time, there was no sound in the ashram.

After waiting for half an hour, Lingwangshan pushed open the door of the quiet room.

I saw that the "immortal" who was originally sitting cross-legged on the ground was lying flat on the ground with his eyes closed at this time.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?"

Ling Wangshan looked nervous, stepped forward to look at Li Zhien, whose eyes were closed, and said.

But Li Zhien, who was lying flat on the ground, did not move.

Lingwangshan looked at Li Zhien carefully, only to see a trace of pain between the other party's eyebrows.

Moreover, Lingwang Mountain obviously felt that the other party's eyebrows had the existence of Lingyin mud.

The finger landed on the center of the opponent's eyebrows, scraping off a layer of spiritual mud.

It can be seen with the naked eye that Li Zhien's eyebrows have two law petals, one black and one white, and above the two petals, there is the mark of a lotus flower, which is imprinted on his forehead.

"What, law, this guy is not an immortal, at most he is in the Mahayana period. ”

Lingwangshan was annoyed and angry, thinking that he had just been so respectful to a monk of the same realm as himself, and he felt anger rush to his head.

Raising his palm, Lingwangshan was about to hit it with one palm, but as if he thought of something, he still withdrew his palm.

In the end, Lingwangshan took Li Zhien's two storage bags and left the quiet room.

Called Lingtian and asked him to guard Li Zhien, who was asleep, and returned to his room and took out a storage bag.

The contents of the storage bag were poured out of it, and the contents of the storage bag were poured out with a bang.

clean

Some everyday things, leaving only two items in place.

They are four porcelain vases and three exercises.

"This is Nirvana Pill? I didn't expect this guy to be very rich, and he actually had four bottles of Nirvana Pill. ”

After speaking, Lingwangshan picked up the exercises next to him.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Decision, this is the practice of the Night Feather Clan, I didn't expect this guy to kill the monks of the Night Feather Clan. ”

Shaking his head, Lingwangshan put away the pills and exercises, and turned to take out another storage bag.

From another storage bag, a cold corpse was poured out.

Lingwangshan looked intently and saw that the corpse was a lovely girl, with blood stains on a goose-yellow dress.

At this time, the girl was like an ice beauty, lying quietly on the ground.

"This is the granddaughter of the old man, Xiao Ling'er?"

Lingwangshan said in disbelief.

"Someone. ”

Lingwangshan shouted outside the door.

"Patriarch. ”

A voice rang out outside the door.

"Quick, go and call Ruoyi over. ”

"Yes, Patriarch. ”

After the voice outside the door finished speaking, he trotted away.

Soon, a female voice said crisply outside the door.

"Grandpa, Ruoyi is here. ”

"Come on in. ”

Ling Wangshan said in a hurried tone.

The door to the ashram opened, and a young girl with cyan wings and a long teal dress walked in.

The girl's crimson face was endearing, and a pair of delicate eyes sparkled.

When the girl saw Lingwang Mountain's body, she was slightly blessed.

"Ruoyi has seen grandpa. ”

"Okay, don't be so polite, let's see, is this Xiao Ling'er?"

Lingwang Mountain pointed to the ice beauty on the ground and said.

The girl followed Lingwangshan's gaze, and saw a lovely ice beauty with her eyes closed, lying motionless on the ground, and immediately covered her lips with her hands and exclaimed.

"Ah, Ling'er. ”

Hearing the confirmation of his granddaughter, Lingwang Mountain has also affirmed that the girl who died is the granddaughter of her friend, Huang Ling'er.

"Grandpa, this ...... Ling'er, what's wrong?"

Ruoyi is the Lingruoyi that the desolate spirit said to Li Zhien at the beginning, the granddaughter of the patriarch of the Lingyu clan, and the close friend of the desolate spirit.

"I don't know, but there's one person who absolutely knows. ”

Lingwangshan shook his head and said.

"Who? Grandpa, go and ask him. ”

Ling Ruoyi said eagerly.

"Not now, that guy is asleep now, I'll ask when he wakes up. ”

After Lingwangshan finished speaking, he carefully put the desolate spirit into the storage bag.

One of the advantages of the storage bag is that as long as the items put in it will remain stationary, so the desolate spirits who have been dead for more than three years will be very intact.

"Grandpa, where is that guy, I'll go and see. ”

Ling Ruoyi looked at Lingwang Mountain and said in a hurried tone.

"No, I've already explained to Lingtian, and after the human awakens, he will bring it to me. ”

"Oh, then you give me the storage bag, and I'll change Ling'er's clothes. ”

After speaking, Ling Ruoyi stretched out his hand to Lingwang Mountain.

handed over the storage bag to Ling Ruoyi, and Ling Wangshan sent Ling Ruoyi away, closed his eyes and thought.

Ling Ruoyi returned to her incense room, took out the body of the desolate spirit from the storage bag, took off the bloodstained goose-yellow dress, and changed into a set of cyan long skirts for the desolate spirit.

Then he touched the cold face of the desolate spirit and cried.

"Ling'er, what happened to you, why did you die like this?"

After speaking, Ling Ruoyi lay on the body of the desolate spirit and cried loudly.

For a long time, Ruoruo, who had lost her face, carefully put away the body of the desolate spirit, sat in the incense room, and recalled the happy time she had with the desolate spirit, and the whole person seemed to be fixed and motionless.

And Li Zhien, who was lying flat in the quiet room, slowly opened his closed eyes at this time.

In the end, Lee Ji-eun regains control of his body in a bizarre way.

And the reason why it is strange is because Li Zhien completely devoured the other party's soul, and finally took control of the body in one fell swoop.

And after devouring the other party's soul, Li Zhien also accepted the other party's memory logically.

It turned out that the soul that lived in his body was a Mahayana monk of the Nether Cultivation Star in front of him, and in the end, when he was fighting with people, he was attacked by someone, resulting in his death, but the soul escaped.

The most confusing thing about Li Zhien is why this soul appears in his mind.

Moreover, the "Great Yan Devouring Heaven Formula" that he cultivated at the beginning was also passed on to him by this soul, and it was not a dream, and what excited Li Zhien the most was that this "Great Yan Devouring Heaven Formula" still has a second volume, which can devour the laws that the monks comprehended, and even ...... Rules.

And it was precisely because of joy that Li Zhien opened his eyes.

"You're awake, the patriarch told you to wake up and come with me. ”

Lingtian was on the side, looking at Li Zhien, who had woken up, and said.

Now, Ling Tian had already understood that the other party was not an immortal, at most a monk in the Nirvana stage, so his tone was no longer respectful, but had a trace of disgust.

After saying that, Ling Tian turned around and took the lead towards the outside of the quiet room.

And hearing the disgust in the other party's words, Li Zhien also fully understood, because he devoured the soul in his mind, so Li Zhien knew everything that happened.

If it were him, he would be treated like a fool and he would be angry.

Standing up with a wry smile, Li Zhien kept up with the pace of Lingtian in front of him.