Chapter 351: Sleepwalking in the Fantasy Realm

Yang Luochen knew that Tianheng's strength was strong, but he didn't expect it to be so terrifying, also because Tianheng was beaten several times, and he was still beaten without the power to fight back.

Yang Luochen has always ignored one point, it is not that Tianheng's strength is not good, but that the strength of Ji Qianling and the Nine Elders of Xueling Palace is too terrifying, which has caused the illusion that Tianheng is not so powerful.

Now that Mu Ye reminded him like this, Yang Luochen also woke up from his optimism, and he really needed people with strong cultivation to come to the town, otherwise it would be useless if there were too many people.

Yang Luochen suddenly thought of the Praruo Temple, and hurriedly asked, "Master Mu, do you mean that Zen Master Kong is Tianheng's opponent?"

Mu Ye replied disdainfully: "That monk is at most the peak of Yuanying, unless he has already practiced the Four Heavenly Kings of Buddhism, he is not an opponent." The monk of Mingfa can compete with him. ”

Yang Luochen was still thinking about who to find to support the scene, Mu Ye continued: "You kid just put a hundred hearts, since Xueling Palace is on top, they will not tolerate demon cultivators spreading wild at the door, you just wait to see a good show when the time comes."

Yang Luochen was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that he was worried about the sky, he always took those bad things on himself, and now he knew that the sky was falling and there was a tall man on top, what Yang Luochen had to do was to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

Suddenly figured this out, Yang Luochen felt relaxed, looking at the chaotic outsiders below, Yang Luochen said to himself: "It's really messy"

After speaking, he walked towards the main hall without hesitation, and came to Elder Manda's room, Di Mang and Di Qianluan were there, Yang Luochen looked at the three of them, and said seriously: "I suddenly have a little feeling, I need to retreat, and I want the general and the elder to worry more about the Demon City."

Elder Manda looked at Di Mang, Di Qianluan's eyes narrowed into a line, and Di Mang replied coldly: "Yes"

Yang Luochen closed the door casually and returned to the room prepared for him by Elder Manda, not in the main hall, but in the restaurant where he drank last time.

Yang Luochen's idea is very simple, since there is some misunderstanding with Di Mang, it is better to let Di Mang stretch out his hand and find an excuse to cultivate, and by the way, he can feel the sword intent and improve his strength.

This shop was originally set up for barbarian people, and it does not entertain people like Yang Luochen. However, Yang Luochen followed Elder Manda all day long, and the people of the barbarian tribe were also familiar with it, and the owner of this shop did not stop him.

Yang Luochen told the boss not to disturb, and returned to his room, and just pushed open the door Emperor Qianluan sat inside.

Yang Luochen asked, "How do you know I live here?"

Emperor Qianluan smiled slightly, and returned: "It's not simple, the Great Elder asked." It's very strange that you suddenly want to retreat, what the hell do you think?"

Yang Luochen closed the door, came to Emperor Qianluan, and said slowly: "Since your brother doesn't like to do things with me, then I will fulfill him and let him show his talents." ”

"It's not that I'm sudden, I just feel that my strength is too low, since I just came back from the forbidden land of the Demon Palace, and I have also seen the sword intent left by Jian Xuan, maybe I can comprehend my own sword intent with my heart."

"Now that you have your emperor's family in the Demon City, there is nothing to worry about, if I don't take advantage of this time to retreat and comprehend, wouldn't I miss a good opportunity?"

Emperor Qianluan suddenly stood up and said, "Okay, I thought you deliberately avoided my brother, since you really want to improve your strength and comprehend the sword intent as soon as possible, I won't bother you, I'll give you the Dharma protector."

Yang Luochen hurriedly returned: "No, no, it's very quiet here, I also told the boss, don't send me food, don't disturb me." You'd better go help them."

Di Qianluan walked to the door, looked back and smiled, and said, "Don't worry, this doesn't mean that you owe me a favor."

After finishing speaking, Yang Luochen really didn't understand what the eldest lady of the emperor family thought, so he cleaned up his emotions, sat cross-legged on the huge bed, and began to think about the situation in the forbidden land of the Demon Palace and his comprehension.

Yang Luochen still couldn't touch the threshold of sword intent, but he simply felt that sword intent was a more powerful sword qi.

Mu Ye suddenly said in the sea of knowledge: "Boy, the sword intent is very simple to understand, it is the will of the sword. The sword that each person holds shows different wills according to the personality and wishes of the owner."

"You savor the feeling that the sword intent left by Jian Xuan gives you, that is where Jian Xuan's sword intent lies, Lao Tzu knows what Jian Xuan's sword intent is, but he can't tell you, you need to comprehend"

Yang Luochen responded, and began to meditate, feeling that he had returned to the situation of the Demon Palace, countless sword qi attacked him, Yang Luochen was startled, and suddenly opened his eyes, his forehead was already covered with sweat.

"What was that just now? Why did I just think about it and I could have so much sword qi appear? Could it be that this is Jian Xuan's sword intent?"

Yang Luochen thought in his heart, closed his eyes again, and began to meditate, the same thing happened again, and he returned to reality again.

"No, that feels too real, I feel that the sword qi really exists"

Yang Luochen didn't dare to think back to the forbidden place of the Demon Palace again, once he seriously recalled it, he would be in the center of countless sword qi, and he felt that he was going to be pierced by ten thousand swords at any time.

After calming his breath, Yang Luochen took out the Silver Frost Sword and put it on his legs, the cold air came to his face, but it was not a threat to him, but he still felt a little kind.

Yang Luochen stroked the Silver Frost Sword with both hands, closed his eyes unconsciously, and meditated again, this time there were no countless sword qi, and it was not the appearance of the forbidden land of the Demon Palace, but another picture.

Familiar figures, familiar people, familiar scenes. The blurred appearance of silver frost appeared in front of Yang Luochen's eyes again, and his will once again reached the body of the Flowing Shadow Sword Immortal.

But this time there is something special, Yinshuang is lying in front of the Flowing Shadow Sword Immortal, and the Flowing Shadow Sword Immortal is kneeling in front of the portrait of the Haotian Patriarch, this place is actually the main hall on the first floor of the Haotian Sect.

"What the hell is going on, how did the Silver Frost Seniors become like this? Could it be that the Silver Frost Seniors exchanged their lives for the Flowing Shadow Sword Immortal to come out of that abyss?"

Yang Luochen thought wildly, and suddenly a familiar voice remembered, it was the Ninth Elder, "Why are you like this, she can't be saved anymore, the Yuan Shen is exhausted, the Inner Dan is destroyed, even the immortals can't save it."

Liuying slowly kowtowed to the Nine Elders and said, "Master, please save her."

The sound of his forehead hitting the ground was very clear, and the impact again and again was so desperate, and Yang Luochen's heart trembled.

The Ninth Elder took a sip of the contents of the gourd, and said with a sigh: "Alas, I have known that this is the case, why have you suppressed it for a long time. What about the demon? Do you really want to save her?"

Liuying resolutely returned: "As long as I can save her, I am willing to do anything, ask the master to teach me"

The Ninth Elder replied, "Okay, I'll teach you how to save her." He still has a trace of the primordial spirit, you must find it back, if you can't find it in ninety-nine eighty-one days, it will disappear, and there will be no silver frost again."

"After recovering her trace of primordial spirit, you will find someone to reincarnate and let her be a new person, she will forget everything and become an ordinary mortal"

Liuying kowtowed heavily to the Nine Elders, and the Nine Elders continued: "If you are not afraid of death, then go to the Nine Netherworlds, and a trace of her primordial spirit will be in it, turning into the body."

Liuying kowtowed to the Nine Elders again, got up and walked to the door of the main hall and was about to leave, but the Nine Elders said: "Liuying, from the moment you step out of Haotian Sect, you are no longer a disciple of Haotian Sect, this is what your sect master means, let me tell you"

Liuying stood there for a while, and after a long time, he returned to the center of the main hall with heavy steps, kowtowed to the portrait of Haotian Patriarch three times, and said slowly: "The disciple is not filial, and he has a negative teacher, if the disciple does not die, he will definitely repay the cultivation of the master and protect the Haotian Sect for life."

After Liuying finished speaking, he picked up the body of Silver Frost and slowly walked out of the main hall, and the Nine Elders just sighed and did not stop it.

Yang Luochen's heart trembled, until now he didn't know what was going on, why did he have to expel Liuying from the division, was it because Liuying fell in love with a demon?

No one gave Yang Luochen an answer, and the picture in front of him also changed, a group of people were chasing Liuying, Yang Luochen could feel the fluctuations of the true qi on those bodies, and knew that he was being chased and killed by the Xuanmen.

What shocked Yang Luochen was that there were still several disciples of Haotian Sect among them, how could Yang Luochen admit his mistake in that dress.

Yang Luochen was taken aback, and even if he was expelled from the division, why did he still chase and kill Liuying. Even if this was the meaning of the Sect Master of Haotian Sect at that time, he had to take care of the face of the Nine Elders, with the status of the Nine Elders in the Haotian Sect, no one in the Haotian Sect would dare to do this.

A group of doubts rose in Yang Luochen's heart, Liuying was still running for his life, constantly running for his life, and he didn't see him fight back from beginning to end, even if he was surrounded and beaten by those people, Liuying never fought back, as long as he found an opportunity, he would run.

"What the hell is going on?"

Yang Luochen suddenly shouted silently, unable to make any sound at all.

The picture turned again, Liuying came to the original cliff, and jumped down without hesitation, the people of Xuanmen could only watch from the edge of the cliff, and Yang Luochen was also in endless darkness, which was an indescribable depression.

"The Flowing Shadow Seniors have really gone to the Nine Netherworlds"

Yang Luochen couldn't tell whether he dared to move or was sad in his heart at this time, this love was really rare, but only the Nine Elders approved it.

Yang Luochen couldn't help but sigh, and said to himself: "Alas, ask what is the situation in the world, and teach life and death to promise."

Yang Luochen suddenly opened his eyes, and Emperor Qianluan was staring at him strangely, Yang Luochen was startled and asked, "When did you come in?"

Emperor Qianluan asked strangely: "What love, what promise? Are you cultivating or dreaming? What kind of strange dream are you doing?"

Yang Luochen was stunned for a moment, the words he said just now were actually true, and he couldn't tell whether they were real or illusory now.

Emperor Qianluan simply sat down directly beside Yang Luochen and asked curiously: "Tell me, what did you dream about? Ordinary people who cultivate the truth don't dream, you are strange."

Yang Luochen recalled that feeling, and asked with a sigh: "Alas, if someone dies for you, will you risk your life to save her?"

Emperor Qianluan was stopped by Yang Luochen's question, and after a long time, he slowly returned: "It seems that you dreamed of something bad, no one will sacrifice their lives to save you, is it a man or a woman?"

Looking at Di Qianluan's gossip look, Yang Luochen was helpless for a while, and then asked, "Do you say that humans and demons really can't love each other?"

Emperor Qianluan was suddenly stunned, silent for a long time, Yang Luochen was puzzled for a while, this question is not a profound question, this Emperor Qianluan's expression looked very embarrassed.

Yang Luochen continued: "If you don't want to answer, forget it. I don't think there's anything wrong with it, where love goes, what kind of people and demons are separated"

Emperor Qianluan suddenly opened his mouth and replied: "Your insight is different from those laymen, if you fall in love with a demon, do you dare to be together openly?" I am afraid that you will be hunted down and killed by the Xuanmen, and treat you as an outlier, and there will be no place for you again."

Yang Luochen shook his head, what Emperor Qianluan said was right, Xuanmen has always taken the elimination of demons as its own responsibility, demons, demons, and ghosts are the three kinds of people in Xuanmen who are quick to get rid of, how can other people tolerate a Xuanmen disciple falling in love with a demon.

Yang Luochen then asked, "Do you say that the sword has its own mind?"

Emperor Qianluan returned without thinking: "Of course there is, everything has a spirit, and the sword has followed the master for a long time, and naturally has the same personality and temper as the master."