"Kenshin...... Kenshin, what exactly is Kenshin. ”

Mo Lin was pondering, and Han Linxuan did not disturb, beside the jade bed, quietly waiting, he was guarding the treasure of his life.

"Mei'er, I don't know how this kid is understanding, I hope Wan'er and your choice will not be wrong. ”

......

One is quiet, the other is irritable, Morin feels like he has entered a circle, has been circling in circles, but he can't get out.

Han Linxuan gave Mo Lin a direction, and the direction was right, but when he could get out of this circle depended on his own understanding.

Mental strength, Mo Lin thought carefully, the so-called mental power is very ethereal, just because of Meng Xing's mental power seed, it took root and sprouted, guiding himself to learn mental strength.

It was a will, a combination with one's own soul power, it was a law, ethereal.

At this point, the law trapped him, and he kept going in circles, without the slightest progress!

But one qiē is so strong, it seems that the mental power itself was formed in this way after the evolution of heaven and earth!

"Formation, I must understand how it is formed, I don't know how to break through the formation?"

I recall the first time I came into contact with the heart...... The demon appeared, and Xue Yao's help ......

"The mental power permeated my heart at that time, turning into that sword......"

"The transformation of mental power into a sword is because Uncle Meng Xing's seed germinated. ”

"Is it because there was originally a trace of sword energy, so the mental power will be transformed into a sword?"

If you think about it carefully, it's not right, if there is a trace of sword energy, how can he not sense it?

Then it is what you think in your heart, and it becomes the shape of a sword. As Han Linxuan said, there is the shape of a sword, but there is no sword intent, no sword energy!

"Sword, sword intent in my heart. ”

The surging sword qi came out, and a small sword, crystal clear, appeared in front of Mo Lin, there was the sword intent of the surging waves, and there was the surging dragon sword sword intent belonging to the golden dragon sword!

There is no conflict between these two sword intents, it is just a form of transformation, and the sword intent of the waves can be transformed into a dragon. Dragons can turn into swords!

The small sword turned into a lightsaber for a while. Swirling around Morin, he turned into a golden dragon for a while, roaring for a while.

The sword intent is there, and it's powerful. But how can mental strength be integrated with it?

Maureen tried. Use sword energy to merge with mental strength. But...... The mental power passed directly through the sword intent, and there was no sign of fusion at all, and the heart was like nothingness. Sword qi is the essence, how to transform the void and the essence?

It's a process, and it's not about trying, it's about how you go about it.

"Think about how you use your mental power to attack!" Han Linxuan reminded indifferently.

"Attack?!"

"yes!

When attacking, the soul and mental power are combined, and the moment you attack the enemy's soul becomes substance!

Separated a trace of soul and mental power, combined, Mo Lin was fusing towards the sword qi!

Sonor!

Hearing only the crisp sound of the lapis clash of bluestones, Mo Lin only felt a shock in his heart, and his soul was actually attacked, and he was scattered by the sword qi with a blow!

"No! not an attack!"

The sword qi did not show the slightest sign of attack under his own control, but instead he used that trace of soul to devour, and was injured by the sword qi itself.

"No, no, if that's the case, it's impossible to fuse sword qi, how can this sword heart be done?"

Heart strength, sword heart, heart for sword, sword for heart, it is too difficult, and Mo Lin has no clue at this time.

He hoped that Han Linxuan could give him some hints, but unfortunately all he got was a solid back, and there was no hint at all.

A day passed, and Morin's mind was a little haggard.

Two days have passed, Mo Lin still has not made the slightest breakthrough, he has tried almost a thousand times, a large amount of soul power is consumed, and his soul is a little dim, but there has never been the slightest improvement.

On the third day, Han Linxuan stopped Mo Lin, Wan'er will wake up today, he doesn't plan to hide it from Wan'er, and he can't hide it.

Mo Lin's face changed slightly, and he felt a pain in his heart when he thought of the scene after Wan'er woke up, and his expression became complicated.

Han Linxuan gently moved Li Yuewan's lips away and fed a pill glowing with golden light.

This pill melted in the mouth, turning into countless vigorous vitality, permeating Li Yuewan's body, awakening a sense of vitality.

A little, the slender eyelashes moved slightly, but seeing a tear dripping from the corner of his eye, Mo Lin's complexion changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and took Li Yuewan's hand.

The eyes were bright like the moon, and there was youthful vitality in them: "Hey, Xiaolinzi, why are you here?"

Mo Lin, Han Linxuan, both of them changed their faces, they glanced at each other, and they both saw the doubts in their hearts.

"Wan'er, don't you remember?"

"Don't remember? What should I remember?"

"What should I remember?" Li Yuewan frowned, looking extremely painful, holding her head: "My head hurts, my head hurts." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Mo Lin hurriedly hugged Li Yuewan, patted him gently on the back, and comforted him.

After a long while, Li Yuewan came back to her senses.

"Wan'er, are you alright?

"Ahh

Li Yuewan looked shocked, turned her head, looked at Han Linxuan with a warm face behind her, blushed, pushed Mo Lin away, and hurriedly stood up: "Han ...... Uncle Han, why are you here? ”

This smug girl is really cute and pitiful, but looking at her like this, Han Linxuan's heart hurts even more.

Mo Lin was frightened, but he was not as sluggish as Han Linxuan, and asked in a low voice, "Wan'er, about your mother." ”

"Mother?" Li Yuewan looked stunned, recalling something, the memory was extremely long: "My mother and father went to a distant place when I was a child, and they have never returned, Uncle Han has taken care of me all these years, and I can't remember what they looked like now." ”

Li Yuewan thought of this, sighed, shook her head, and didn't want to remember it anymore

As soon as these words came out, Han Linxuan and Mo Lin seemed to understand something.

Han Linxuan's face turned pale, and his handsome face looked extremely vicissitudes at this time, and he staggered back a step, his heart hurt, it hurt as if someone was about to tear it apart inside.

"Memory, memory...... You change the memory. Changed your relationship with him ......"

"Uncle Han, what memory, what has changed?"

Li Yuewan wanted to try to recall something, but she had an unbearable headache, Mo Lin hugged Wan'er in her arms and said, "Wan'er, don't think about it, you are injured, and your Uncle Han spent a hundred years of cultivation to cure you, I guess I am a little tired." ”

"Tired...... Wan'er is also a little tired......"

"If you are tired, you will rest, sleep well, and you will recover in a qiē. You're still the cutest in my heart. The most lively Wan'er. ”

"Really......"

Li Yuewan's long eyelashes blinked, beautiful and moving, and sleepiness gradually hit her heart.

"Really, really. ”

Wan'er felt like she had been dreaming for a long time...... It's so cold in my dreams......"

Mo Lin gently lifted Li Yuewan onto the jade bed. Softly said, "Get a good night's sleep." I'm with you. It won't be cold, it won't be cold. ”

"In the dream, Wan'er felt that she had lost something, and it was heartbroken...... Uncle Han. Xiaolinzi, don't leave...... Don't leave okay......"

"No...... No, uncle, I won't leave, and you can see your uncle when you wake up. ”

Han Linxuan's heart ached, she was roaring, crying, looking at Li Yuewan, full of apologies, but she couldn't see it, hearing Han Linxuan's voice, she smiled and fell asleep again.

In the green oil, two men sat on it, looking at the red sun in the distance, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Is there any wine?" Han Linxuan said suddenly.

"Yes!" Morin sighed inwardly and handed out.

Han Linxuan raised the wine jug and poured it into a big gulp, and finally, the water flowed out of the corners of his eyes, his head was tilted high, and the wine splashed on his face, rolling down with tears, flowing into the collar, and flowing to the painful place in his heart.

For a long time, neither of them said a word, just kept drinking...... Drink......

"I owe Mei'er so much to their mother and daughter. ”

Morin didn't speak, but listened quietly.

This powerful man talked a lot about what he didn't have, and the most he said was sorry, he regretted it.

In normal times, when he said such a thing, he would definitely alarm the Star Source Realm cultivation world, at this time, he was not the king who was on top, just an elder brother who was sorry for his sister, and an uncle who was sorry for his niece, he hated himself back then!

Maureen didn't ask what had happened back then, why bother to bring it up again, and once again open up the pain of others.

"Mei'er, Mei'er doesn't want the hatred to continue, doesn't want me to be embarrassed...... I can't pay it off in my life...... I can't pay it back......"

"It's still fine. ”

"How to pay it back?" there was a glimmer of light in the confusion, but he took a big sip of wine again.

"Didn't there be a strong man in ancient times who crossed the long river of time and rescued his loved ones?"

"That's a legend, an ancient thing, who said it clearly. ”

"Coincidentally, the legend can't come out plainly, there is reincarnation under the way of heaven, there are ten thousand beings in reincarnation, it is possible for this world to exist, demon beasts, immortals, and ancient wilderness, this qiē is impossible for mortals, and it is impossible for us who have not cultivated the truth!"

"But this qiē impossibility has become possible, presented before our eyes!

"You said I could save Mei'er...... And Li Yun?" Han Linxuan stayed calmly, his eyes glowing.

"It's just possible, after all, in this world, who can say clearly? But with you now, it will never be!"

Han Linxuan was silent.

"You are the pride of Qiankunmen, the pride of Wan'er, and the pride of Senior Mei, but now you are a coward!"

Han Linxuan's heart was shocked, and his eyes flashed with cold light!

"There are too many things in this world that we can't do, we can't guess, even if there is a slight possibility, although that trace may be impure, but if we don't try, it will never be possible!"

"Do you want to be someone looking for that possibility, or do you want to be a passer-by who never trys?"

"What kind of person do you want to be!" Mo Lin shouted: "Han Linxuan, what kind of person do you want to be!"

Mo Lin was not only asking Han Linxuan, but also asking himself, the way of heaven is vast, the long river of time, under the vastness, what about himself? Is he a passer-by? No! Mo Lin does not want to be a guest! He wants to leave a mark in this long river of time, so that the long river of time can never swallow his past, a qiē! (To be continued......

PS: Fellow Daoists, what kind of people do you want to be?