At this moment, in the meditation room of Xingzhi Zhenjun, there is a small hexagram bead, and as Xingzhi Zhenjun enters the Taoist spiritual formula, the beads on the hexagram bead begin to move back and forth spontaneously. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

From the moment he was in the Great Buddha Hall, he had an urge to count a hexagram, and when he returned to the meditation room, he immediately did so.

The better the state, the more accurate the hexagram will be, and his feeling at the moment is very subtle, and the hexagram is also very smooth.

When the hexagram bead stopped at the end, Xingzhi Zhenjun glanced at it, and his eyebrows couldn't help but rise.

"How could it be ......?"

To say that this hexagram is not vicious or auspicious, but it is very strange.

According to the meaning of the hexagram, there is an old man who visits, but who this old man is and where he came from is vague and unreal, but he intuitively feels that this old man is very important to him.

Xingzhi Zhenjun took out a small compass again, and after a few spiritual tricks entered, the compass slowly pointed in one direction.

During this time, coinciding with the imminent Great Fa, there are many people who come and go to Jiaye Temple, and this guest house is specially designed to entertain their group, with more than a dozen high-class meditation rooms, and the environment is very quiet.

And the point of the compass is actually Fu Jingchen's meditation room not far from here!

What old people can be in that meditation room now?

Xingzhi Zhenjun thought for a moment, and stood up with a "rub", his heart pounding with some excitement.

It's that little girl!

It must have something to do with that little girl!

He didn't even have time to clean up the hexagram beads on the table, and the True Monarch of Xingzhi almost immediately snatched the door away.

Mu Changning's words fell, and everyone present was stunned, and Fu Jingchen stood up suddenly.

He took two steps forward with excitement and grabbed her wrist very hard.

"Have you seen your mother?

The pain in her hand made Mu Changning frown slightly, and she inexplicably thought of the situation when she first met Fu Jingchen in Phoenix Valley, when this person almost broke her wrist...... Yes, I can't get along with her hand.

However, the pain is still within the tolerable range, and the mood of the people at the moment is excited, Mu Changning expressed his understanding, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Fu Jingchen's eyes showed a look of shock, and after being surprised, he quickly recovered his demeanor, savoring the meaning of Mu Changning's words, a pair of sword eyebrows tightened, and Huo Di turned to look at Wen Lan.

That gaze is not what a loving father should have.

Shocked, disbelieving, chagrined...... After struggling for a long time, in the end, there was a faint flash of murderous intent.

Wen Lan was just sluggish, and at this time she realized that something was wrong.

Rotating the eyes of the soul conjuring array, whose soul lamp is it that has been extinguished?

Hehe, who else could it be?

The soul that Pu Yan wants to recall the most is not Fu Lanyin?

But who is she? She is Wen Lan, not Fu Lanyin!

Wen Lan greeted Mu Changning's eight generations of ancestors in her heart, and said in her heart, is this person inherently compatible with her? Why did everything come at her?

Did you recruit her or provoke her?

Isn't it nice that the water from the two of them doesn't interfere with the river water? She didn't really hurt her, okay?

Wen Lan has never hated a person so much like at this moment.

She was trembling with anger, and there was an inexplicable panic in her heart, and under the mixed emotions, she glared at Mu Changning fiercely, and then complained: "Dad, she is talking nonsense, do you really believe it?"

Wen Lan's heart beat like a drum, but only she knew that it was fear, fear.

How strong a heart does she have to use to keep her legs from trembling and calm under Fu Jingchen's questioning gaze at the moment?

No, she occupies Fu Lanyin's body, she is Fu Lanyin!

She is not just Fu Lanyin, she is also the heroine of this novel world!

Who would dare to ride on her head and go wild?

Mu Changning...... She, she must be afraid that she will steal her limelight!

After some self-hypnosis, Wen Lan was a little more courageous, and there were two packets of tears in her eyes, and she was very aggrieved: "Dad, don't you know if I am your daughter? You say that I look like a mother, and I don't make my mother's delicate and delicate Gong Hou very handy? Now an outsider casually says two words, and there is no evidence, you believe it? Who is your biological birth!"

Wen Lan argued according to reason, and a breath of courage was born in her chest.

She is Fu Lanyin, Fu Lanyin is her, who is she afraid of?

However, what disappointed her was that Fu Jingchen's gaze did not soften in the slightest, it was still sharp and sharp, as if it was going to dissect her from the inside out and strip her soul away.

Wen Lan was frightened and trembled, and she didn't show her cowardice at this moment.

Mu Changning said expressionlessly: "What I said really doesn't have much weight, it doesn't matter if you don't believe me, let my mother explain the rest to you." ”

Fu Jingchen was shocked, and Wen Lan exclaimed, "What!"

Is there something wrong with her ears?

Pu Yan?

She's talking about Pu Yan?

Fu Jingchen stared at Mu Changning for a moment, with a faint streamer in his eyes, and Wen Lan's chest rose and fell, staring at her stubbornly, eager to stare her out of a transparent hole.

The forbidden formation outside the house was suddenly touched, and such a strong and urgent impact was impossible to ignore.

Fu Jingchen leaned out his divine sense and looked at it, frowned and waved his hand to open the ban, and Xingzhi Zhenjun hurriedly rushed in, rushing all the way to Mu Changning.

"You, you ......" Xingzhi Zhenjun's voice trembled a little, and he was also a little incoherent.

At this critical juncture, Fu Jingchen calmed down.

He took a deep breath and asked in a dumb voice, "You brought your mother's divine consciousness with you?"

Mu Changning nodded, took out a strand of hair from the storage bracelet, and everyone's eyes focused on her hand at once.

Wen Lan's pair of eyeballs were about to fall out of their sockets.

She watched Fu Jingchen take the hair, carefully and preciously.

He touched the faint divine sense attached to the hair with his divine sense, and the next moment, a translucent phantom wearing a water-blue brocade robe floated down in this quiet and simple meditation room.

Xingzhi Zhenjun almost choked up in an instant, and it was extremely difficult to finally find his voice, and called in a trembling voice: "Eighth sister......"

The emotion in Fu Jingchen's eyes was obvious.

He stared at the person in front of him, trying to reach out to touch it, but suddenly stopped in midair.

Pu Yan looked at the two of them and smiled slightly, "Jing Chen, stop." ”

has a seven-point similar face to Wen Lan, but Pu Yan's elegance is something that Wen Lan can't learn in her life.

Pu Yan nodded towards Mu Changning, and then turned to look at Wen Lan, who was already bloodless on the side.

Wen Lan had almost exhausted all her strength to maintain her composure at this moment.

She raised a pale smile and called softly, "...... Mother. ”

A trace of fluctuation flashed in Pu Yan's eyes, and he shook his head and sighed: "I don't have much time, I will make a long story short, no matter who you are, my daughter has already passed away, I have already recognized this fact, and I dare not have any extravagant hopes, your arrival, I don't know why, but this is my daughter's body, out of a mother's selfishness, even if she has returned to the underworld, I don't want others to occupy her body." ”

Wen Lan's face turned pale, and she bit her lip with her head half-hung down.

She already tasted the smell of blood in her mouth, but she still insisted on her opinion, as always, she denied it as always, and her eyes were full of tears innocent and aggrieved: "Mother, what are you talking about, I don't understand." You can't stop recognizing me just because you haven't seen me for a long time......"

"Yes or no, you can know it at a glance. Pu Yan shook his head and didn't eat this, and said lightly: "Jing Chen, Lan'er's soul lamp is in Changning, you have done a soul seal comparison, and you know it." ”

Wen Lan's mask of pretending to be calm and calm finally couldn't hold up an inch of cracking, her hands clenched into fists, and her lowered eyes couldn't help but be stained with a little resentment.

Pu Yan, Mu Changning...... This is forcing her to death!

Fu Jingchen didn't move when he heard this, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, staring at her deadly.

"You don't have anything to say to me?" he seemed to use a lot of strength to ask this sentence, and even he didn't know what the point was in asking these things again.

Pu Yan is dead, and the wisp of it right now is just her residual divine sense, which can't last long at all.

Pu Yan sighed softly: "It's me who can't live with you, if you want to hate or resent, it's all up to you......"

Fu Jingchen smiled bitterly, lowered his eyes and shook his head: "You are still like this......"

"It's still the same, it hasn't changed at all. ”

He suddenly shot out a golden light, and that golden light suddenly fell on Wen Lan.

Wen Lan screamed, and suddenly found that she couldn't move.

"Daddy, Daddy, what are you doing! I'm your daughter, why don't you believe it!" she began to burst into tears, filled with a sense of despair and helplessness.

In her life, she is used to being high, and she has never felt so bad!

All of this was brought by Mu Changning!

Wen Lan shouted frantically: "Mu Changning, you slut! I'm going to kill you! The thing I regret the most is that I didn't kill you earlier!"

Mu Changning's face did not change, and he was noncommittal.

She took Fu Lanyin's soul lamp out of the storage bracelet and silently handed it to Fu Jingchen.

Fu Jingchen easily took out Fu Lanyin's remaining soul mark from the soul lamp.

Just such a faint little white light, jumping on his fingertips, thin, gentle, but for no reason made his heart tremble, as if there was an innate fit from the depths of his soul.

It turns out that this is the soul of his daughter!

Pu Yan's eyes looked at the little white light gently, but his body suddenly became weak, and his already translucent body was now a little lighter.

Xingzhi Zhenjun's expression was complicated, and when he saw this, he suddenly called: "Eighth sister!"

"Ah Yan?" Fu Jingchen looked worried.

Pu Yan shook his head, "Go ahead, I want to know the answer." ”

Fu Wenxuan suddenly closed his eyes and recited the scriptures, and the endless flow of scriptures and culture as essence flowed out of his mouth and fell on Pu Yan's body, and Pu Yan's body, which was almost about to dissipate, was slightly condensed.

This is a set of secret heart sutras for requiem, although it can't save anything, but at least it can make Pu Yan last for a while and a half.

Fu Jingchen no longer wasted time, his eyes were cold and decisive. Wen Lan was like a great enemy, she wanted to shake her head vigorously, but found that she couldn't move at all, she could only stare hard, her eyes faintly showed begging, and there was a strong fear: "Dad, don't!

Fu Jingchen didn't pay attention to it at all, he pointed at his fingertips, and a golden light fell into Wen Lan's eyebrows, and as he pulled it, a light blue silk thread was torn out from Wen Lan's eyebrows, condensing into a small ball of light.

He fused the two light clusters together, and the white light and the blue light met, but the two could not merge in any way, and even the blue light collided hard, and the white light was instantly knocked away.

Fu Jingchen suddenly had a feeling of "it was really so".

Zen Master Zhiyuan's words were unknown, Fanjia's expression was strange, and the entire Buddha cultivators of Jiaye Temple had a deep meaning gaze, and when Wen Lan intended to enter the Buddha City, he was injured by the Buddha's light......

Pile by pile, all point to a result, it turns out that he is still deceiving himself.

Pu Yan closed his eyes, sighed almost imperceptibly, and said in a low voice: "I believe you can handle the next thing." ”

Wen Lan had already given up struggling, her gaze was sloppy, hollow and unfocused.

What does it feel like?

It was as if someone had been pulled down from the altar and fallen into the mud she had always hated.

She knew that she had lost her strongest backing, and not only that, but she might not even be able to keep this body!

With Fu Jingchen's strength, he will definitely drive himself away!

How so?

Isn't she the heroine? Isn't she a Destiny?

That's right!

Wen Lan seemed to have found some breakthrough, and suddenly came to life, and her eyes burst out with brilliance again.

"You can't drive me away! I am a man of destiny! You have to rely on me to go to the White Spirit Realm, and only I can open the gate to heaven, and you can't move me!" She suddenly found a support, her face full of resentment, like an evil ghost Shura from hell.

"Once you kill me, you will be the enemy of the entire cultivation realm! Sixth Elder Fu is indeed a powerful party, but don't forget, there are more powerful gods in this world than you!"

Wen Lan laughed, laughing so much that tears were about to come out, and finally felt a sullen breath, and immediately swore to let go of his arrogance: "When I open the Gate of Heaven, I will definitely not let you go to the White Spirit Realm! You can only wait for death in this cultivation realm for the rest of your life!"

Fu Jingchen held Pu Yan's cold and colorless hand, and ignored it, but a trace of melancholy flashed in the eyes of the true monarch.

Pu Yan became weaker and weaker, looked at her and whispered word by word: "I swear by the spiritual sense of the Pu clan, the Mandate of Heaven will never be you." ”

Smack.

Wen Lan seemed to hear the sound of something shattering.

Xingzhi Zhenjun was stunned: "Eighth sister ......"

Pu Yan looked at him and shook his head slowly, "Xingzhi, we were wrong, we have always been wrong......"

She didn't continue to talk in the end, and the scriptures read out of Fu Wenxuan's mouth fell into nothingness, and Fu Jingchen only felt that his hands were empty.

"Eighth sister, eighth sister!" Xingzhi Zhenjun shouted, but Pu Yan's figure was no longer to be found.

Fu Jingchen still held the hair firmly in his hand, and sighed as if he was sad: "Ah Yan......"

Mu Changning's expression was solemn, only she knew that at the moment before Pu Yan's divine consciousness completely dissipated, she left a transmission for herself.

She said: "Child, nothing is enough to be a burden to you, take good care of your feathers......"

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