"I know why you can't sense spiritual power, and there are ways to help you, but the process may be a little unbearable......" Yu looked at Mo Qiunian's eyes, his face became serious, he didn't want to see the slightest hesitation.

"Good. Mo Qiunian nodded, he was willing to give everything for the spiritual way, maybe not only because of yearning, but also for revenge, what he said that day was not just a joke in his own opinion.

"What's your name?" he suddenly laughed, rummaged through his desk, and finally took out a thick notebook from the drawer, wiped his gold-rimmed glasses, and flipped through the pages one by one, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Mo Qiu Nian. ”

"Your sister's name is Mo Ling'er, right, I remember her, she can be described as a celebrity of Lingwan, she has passed the assessment of a senior spirit mage two months ago, she has the fastest speed over the years, and was personally received by His Majesty and awarded the knight medal, if I remember correctly, she should be the only female knight in the North Ye Country. ”

Turning to the page where Mo Ling'er's information was recorded, it was this little girl from Lanyu Town, her continued genius performance made many tutors a little difficult, because Mo Ling'er was learning so fast that other people in the same grade couldn't keep up with her speed at all.

Mo Qiunian was both happy and disappointed when he heard this, his sister had become a spiritual warrior at his age, and even became a noble knight of the Northern Ye Kingdom, but he was still like this, he didn't know anything, he had neither talent nor perseverance, he was simply useless.

It seemed that he had seen through Mo Qiunian's thoughts, put down the thick booklet in his hand, and beckoned to Mo Qiunian, "With such a genius sister, I don't think you will be too bad, you come here." ”

Mo Qiunian walked in front of him, his body was tense, he didn't know what method he would use, and he didn't know what the so-called unbearable meant.

"Don't be so nervous, take it easy. He said with a smile, rolled up his sleeves, and pressed his right hand on Mo Qiunian's forehead, his thin arm didn't have much flesh, and the most eye-catching thing was probably the crystal clear red, blue and black three rings on his fingers.

Mo Qiunian nodded, a violent feeling of dizziness came, unspeakably uncomfortable, as if someone forcibly put his hand into your throat, unable to spit it out and unable to swallow, but at this time, Mo Qiunian couldn't say half a word, and couldn't even move, so he could only watch as his hand gradually became transparent, and directly reached into his forehead, as if he was groping for something.

"Don't resist, I'll take you out. ”

Xiao Shu nodded, letting that big illusory hand hold his soul.

But......

To the surprise of Hu and Xiao Shu, just when Hu grabbed Xiao Shu and wanted to pull out, chains emerged from Xiao Shu's body, ending in the void sky in the sea of knowledge, there was no end, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't bring Xiao Shu out of the sea of knowledge in Mo Qiunian.

"Chains?"

Xiao Shu's body was covered with white chains, and the only remaining eyes that were exposed formed a stalemate with Huan's hand, and Xiao Shu was the most uncomfortable in it, because the chain was still tightening, constantly shrinking, trying to drag him back.

Yu's face became more and more solemn, he originally wanted to use a trick to capture Xiao Shu's spirit, but now it is a bit difficult to ride a tiger, this chain is not only wrapped around Xiao Shu, but even spreads towards his arm like a snake.

"Let go, or you'll be dragged in. ”

The crimson fire dragon hovered beside Yun, his bright yellow eyes stared at him, it could see that he was holding on, and as the transparent hand was dragged into Mo Qiunian's forehead little by little, his face became more and more pale.

"No, I've waited so long, I founded Lingwan just for this day, letting go now is equivalent to giving up the spiritual way, giving up so many years of persistence, how can I let go?"

Xiao Shu couldn't help at all at this time, since the appearance of this chain, his divine soul was almost completely sealed, and he could only watch the two sides wrestling.

Powerless?

Are you kidding!

Xiao Shu raised his sword intent to the extreme, the red umbrella behind Mo Qiunian shattered, scattered a little spiritual light dissipated, and the red leaf sword couldn't stop chirping, it was responding to Xiao Shu's sword intent.

"What's the matter with this sword?" the fire dragon looked at the Red Leaf Sword in surprise, it had lived for so long and had seen countless swords, but none of the swords gave him a greater threat than the one in front of him.

He didn't care about anything else now, and his left hand pointed towards the ceiling.

At the same time, the sky in the North Wind City suddenly darkened, and the pillar of light that went straight to the sky disappeared without a trace.

It was like a substantial spiritual power pouring down, pouring into the body, dazzling white light filled the entire room, the floor-to-ceiling windows couldn't bear such a huge amount of spiritual power at all, and were directly shattered, just at the moment when the spiritual power was about to rush out of the White Spirit Pagoda uncontrollably, the crimson flames stopped all those spiritual powers and blocked them in the room.

"Thank you. Yu said a little tiredly, he was a little anxious, if this spiritual power really rushed out, I am afraid that it would not only destroy Lingwan, but even crush the glacier under the North Wind City, causing immeasurable disasters.

"Concentrate on it! I can't stop you from talking any more distracted. The dragon roared at him.

Yu reluctantly pulled out a smile, closed his eyes, and his left hand continued to draw a circle slowly in the void, just making a start, and the spiritual power around him was greatly reduced, but there was still a steady stream of spiritual power pouring down on the top, and when fighting against higher-level forces, it was no longer enough for him to rely on himself, and the spiritual pillar was created for this time.

No one noticed that the Red Leaf Sword was bathed in spiritual power, and the slender sword body gradually dissipated, like powder, and the sword body collapsed, leaving only a scarlet ball of light, which penetrated into Mo Qiunian's forehead with lightning speed.

Here it comes!

Entering the sea of knowledge in Mo Qiunian, the ball of light once again turned into the appearance of the Red Leaf Sword, and under the urging of Xiao Shu's sword intent, it faded into shape, just like Xiao Shu, only God remained, but it was still a sword, a sword that only belonged to Xiao Shu.

White chains burst out from all directions, wrapping around the Momiji sword, trying to bind it too.

In an instant, the Red Leaf Sword passed through the gap between the chains and came to Xiao Shu's side, hovering rapidly, leaving only a scarlet phantom, making it impossible to see that this was a sword at all.

On the blade of the sword is Xiao Shu I's sword cultivation, the selfless sword, the sky can't stop it, just a chain, how to stop it?

The Momiji Sword swirled and slashed at the white chains.

The circle in front of him was finally connected, and his forehead was full of sweat, this kind of power was extremely difficult even for him to control, and if he was not careful, he would die without a whole corpse, killing the entire people of North Wind City, but he couldn't stop, from the moment the white chain wrapped around him, he had no way out.

In the round hole, if there is substantial darkness, like a viscous liquid churning, Yu slowly probed his left hand into the round hole, and the dried arm blood vessels emerged, gradually infected by black, spreading quickly, only one breath, most of the arms were covered with black lines.

There was a hint of regret in the eyes of the fire dragon, this is the third time, if there is no such huge spiritual power support, I am afraid that Yu's life will come to an end in an instant, even so, he still has to endure unimaginable pain for ordinary people.

His eyes widened, sweat dripping down his cheeks, and the black lines had begun to erode his body, gradually spreading to his shoulders and climbing up his neck, but he still hadn't found what he was looking for.

"There's no time!!" The fire dragon roared when he saw this.

"Wait, give me a little more time. He muttered to himself, the pain that went straight to his heart intensified, making him almost unbearable, the green tendons on his forehead protruded, and his entire neck was covered with black lines, like hundreds of small black snakes, constantly eating away at his life and will.

"Have you forgotten who you are, your duty, Guardian!" the dragon roared, red flames spewling, and the books, tables and chairs around it were reduced to ashes in an instant, and if it continued like this, it could only be forcibly interrupted.

Glancing at the fire dragon, he no longer had the strength to speak again, and sighed in his heart, "If it wasn't for this identity, if it wasn't for this duty, why would I be like this?"

The black lines had spread to his cheeks, draining the blood, and his face was as pale as paper.

Can't you really find it?

Is your luck really so bad?

Or have you run out of luck the first two times?

He smiled bitterly in his heart, could it be that the decay of the spiritual path was really doomed? Was it that he was too extreme and too persistent, so that it backfired?

......

What is this?

There was a thump in his heart.

Got it?

Got it!

The hand slowly withdrew from the round hole, and his face was extremely distorted, and this feeling was like the body being torn apart little by little, which was enough to make the wise man go crazy.

The black lines gradually faded, and his neck, shoulders, and arms slowly returned to their original appearance, but only his palms, as if they had been scorched, all the skin fell off, revealing bloody bones and muscles.

He held a black cane of inconspicuous appearance in his hand, about a meter long, with a rough body, hanging three withered yellow leaves, crumbling, as if it had just been broken off from a dead tree, it looked nondescript, and it was too bad to use it to chase dogs.

The ground, the ceiling, the White Spirit Pagoda, and even the entire Lingwan were covered by an inexplicable force, and under the snow, emerald green trees emerged and grew rapidly, one meter, two meters, three meters......

Tall trees rose from the ground, fragrant flowers spread all over Lingwan, and in the northern part of the winter season, on the barely grassy glacier, a forest formed and spread throughout the city of North Wind.