Nan Chan

Shuran is like fish on a board, ready to be slaughtered.Cang Ji lifted the back of his neck, and the strength of that arm erupted horribly, causing Shu Ran's face to be covered in blood, and he could barely open one eye.When he saw Cang Ji, his whole body trembled, and he said shyly, "Dijun, Dijun!"

Cang Ji's eyes were gloomy, he tilted his head slightly, and said to the people behind: "Get lost."

Shuran gave a jolt, only to belatedly realize that Cang Ji was not talking to him, but to the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect rushing from behind.The disciples didn't know Cang Ji, but they saw that he took down Shuran with a single blow just now, they just regarded him as an expert in the sect, and when they heard his shout, they didn't dare to move for a while.

Jing Lin stood still, unaware of the tremors in front of him.His five senses are closed, and the spiritual sea is like a storm, pouring straight into the "door" in his chest, and the sharp pain that bursts open runs through his whole body. It whirled and dissipated, and then the aura lingered, and the sharp blade suddenly became bright again inch by inch, and was slowly born again, grinding like it was re-forged.

Zhenjing is close at hand, and Jinglin is within reach.At such a critical moment, no one can touch him.What's more, Yanquan had already let go of his hand, and nailed it to Jinglin's side, drawing a circle of half a zhang, guarding Jinglin and not allowing anyone to approach.

The disciple stepped lightly, retreating on tiptoe, and asked in a low voice: "Senior, the sea of ​​blood has arrived, are you going to start to lure people away now?"

Cang Ji saw the dark clouds above his head, the moon had faded, only the red mist approached like a nightmare accompanied by the sound of the tide.He said: "Don't run, ask someone to close the doors and windows."

The disciple accepted the order with his hands down, turned around and told the people to close the doors and windows, and not to go out again.

Seeing the white robes walking away, Shu Ran tried to call Cang Ji again.He used to curl up in the lotus pond of the Vatican Altar, and every time he was intimidated by the dragon's breath, he was afraid of the dragon to the bone.He can only swallow hundreds of water, but Cang Ji can swallow him.

"I don't know that the emperor is here." Shuran propped himself up, swallowed the blood froth, and said, "No, otherwise I would dare to bump into the emperor! I don't, I am not aiming at the emperor..."

Cang Ji casually said, "Then who did you want to bite just now?"

Shu Ran's eyes rolled and slid towards Jing Lin.The tip of his tongue was soaked bluntly, and after a while, he stumbled and said: "I dare not..."

Before he finished speaking, his forehead sank into the chaotic stones again, this time his mind felt stuffy and he was on the verge of fainting.

When he heard Cang Ji standing up and dragging his arm, which became as hard as iron, his legs immediately softened, and he half-kneeled on the ground, holding Cang Ji's arm, crying: "Dijun! Dijun, forgive me! Swallow!" The spring sword is in front of me, if I don't fight with my life, how can I escape! Dijun! I have been suppressed here for many years, and I am very, very afraid!" He described half a hundred in human form, knelt on the ground and said, "I don't want to die yet! Dijun! I'd rather be an ox or a horse, a horse! Please hold your hand high!"

Cang Ji glanced at the collapsed Lingtian Pagoda, his face sank like water: "The opportunity to commit crimes and perform meritorious service is right in front of you, what are you waiting for?"

When the disciple came back, he saw only Cang Ji left where he was.He didn't see Shuran left or right, he couldn't help being terrified, thinking that Shuran had already escaped.The blood mist had already made it difficult to see clearly ten paces away, and the house was completely covered in the damp, so the disciple had to hide his face and walk.

"Senior!" He said anxiously, "Seventh Young Master is about to enter the Dingdu Realm, it's too dangerous to stay here! The sea of ​​blood is about to flood the city, how should we resist?"

"Amitabha." Cang Ji laughed suddenly, looking very approachable, completely different from the evil spirit who just smashed the demon with his bare hands.He said, "The true Buddha is merciful, and he was bathed in Sanskrit music. Although he lost his compassion, his conscience has not faded. He has been persuaded by Jinglin to surrender, and he has resisted the evil spirits since he went to the city. There is Jinglin on the wall With the blessing of the talisman, the sea of ​​blood will not enter, so come and lead someone to guard the city gate."

The disciple was overjoyed, hurriedly put his hands together, bowed to Jinglin a few times, and said, "Lord Linsong is so powerful! I will go to guard the city gate. But it is not easy for Seventh Young Master to cross the border. Senior, do you know when he will wake up?"

"Let's see how he can reshape the original form." Cang Ji said, "Please prepare a single courtyard, no one needs to serve it, just keep the clean water flowing."

The disciple immediately responded, and said: "But at this moment, the Yanquan does not allow me to come closer, what should I do?"

"Just stay away from him."

After Cang Ji finished speaking, he passed the disciple, only to see him stepping into the circle of the knife mark, and the throat spring suddenly blew loudly.Cang Ji flicked the hilt of the sword lightly with his fingers, causing the Yanquan to shake a few times, and then the sound disappeared.He leaned down and hugged Jinglin, the disciple wanted to go forward when he saw this, but Yanquan suddenly slashed the blade and cut the wind, and stuck it in front of his feet, not allowing him to approach.

The disciple was dumbfounded, Cang Ji hugged him, and said to him: "You just need to show me the yard, and I will go by myself."

Cang Ji held Jing Lin in his arms, this was the second time he hugged her in his arms, but it felt much harder than the last time.Jing Lin's body was surging, trapped in Cang Ji's arms, if it wasn't for his strong ears, he wouldn't even be able to catch the sound of his breathing.

Yanquan slid back into the sheath, showing no resistance to Cang Ji.Because there is a fiery dragon's breath in Jing Lin's body, which comes from Cang Ji.The two of them had a dream all night by accident, and because of the medicine, the auras of the two were in harmony. Let alone Cang Ji hug him right now, even if they really do something, the Yanquan will not come out of the sheath to hinder it.

Cang Ji entered, and walked around to the inner room after a few steps.He put Jing Lin on the bed, touched the palms, and they were all icy cold.Seeing that Jing Lin's brows were tightly furrowed, his temples were soaked in cold sweat.

Cang Ji copied the chair, sat on one side, and did not move.Jing Lin was dripping with sweat, gradually soaking the bedding under his body, as if the ice had melted.His breathing became shallower and shallower, and finally seemed to stop.

Crossing the border is like breaking through the gates of ghosts. Whether you succeed or fail depends entirely on yourself.Jinglin has practiced Taoism for many years, and crossing borders in the past has been a matter of course. It is because his heart is like a calm, and his sword is poured into his body, so he has won many battles and can be as powerful as a broken bamboo.But the so-called perfection is to return to the original shape and get rid of distracting thoughts. Jing Lin is now eager to go south, and the four words "heart is like still water" he holds cannot be compared with before.

Jing Lin didn't feel the danger, his spiritual consciousness wandered in the virtual realm of the spiritual sea, and saw that the "door" was wide open, but it was difficult for him to enter. Is it because his morals are not pure at the moment, or is his sword will weakened now?

Jing Lin introspected for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He walked around the door, his body was aching from the aura, as if stretched on a string, but he couldn't throw it.The spiritual sea was already overflowing, but he was stuck in a more vast channel, which made him still unable to step into the realm of perfection.

Jing Lin's body was so cold that the blood mist in the city had not faded, and the autumn night was damp and cold. The wet bedding under him was gradually covered with frost and ice, and even his hair was mottled white by the frost.

Although Jing Lin's spiritual consciousness does not know the cold, but he began to become slow in thinking and difficult to concentrate.He sat cross-legged between the spiritual seas, trying his best to find that opportunity.

Outside the city, Shuran originally turned into a beast and swallowed, holding the wet mist of the sea of ​​blood between his teeth and then sucking it elsewhere.His original body was huge, and he could eat greedy demons by swallowing it in one gulp, but he was no better than Cang Ji, and he still had to spit it out when he turned his head.

The gate of Xuanyang City was closed tightly, and the disciples of Jiutianmen flew over it to clean up the previous corpses so as not to regenerate evil spirits.The leader looked at the sea of ​​blood. Because of the deep night, he could only see the outlines of greedy and ferocious faces.

The disciple opened his eyes sorely, he couldn't help rubbing them, and looked again.This time, I saw a shadow rising from the sea of ​​blood, it was huge and unparalleled, and it was far superior to Shu Ran.The disciple saw the giant shadow trekking with the waves, striding towards Xuanyang City swaying.

"It's so weird." The disciple leaned forward to take a closer look, "What is this thing? It doesn't look greedy, nor does it look fierce..."

As soon as he made his voice, he saw that huge shadow suddenly pounced on him, turning into a stinky sea wave that covered the sky, and smashed in front of him in an instant.

"Setting up the array to block—" the disciple turned his head and shouted for a while, and his whole body fell out, wrapped and submerged in the blood waves, and only heard a few "cracking" sounds of chewing bones, and then melted into the sea of ​​blood.

Shuran opened his mouth for a moment, but he couldn't breathe.The huge wave had already slammed down, smashing Shu Ran's head and face.The gigantic beast screamed loudly, its body was covered with greed, and in the blink of an eye, it was bitten so that it retreated and slammed into the wall, causing the talisman on the entire wall to shake.

The flesh on Shuran's back was torn apart, he retreated in pain, and the greedy phase that was pulled down entangled him.He fell on the top of the wall, was bitten to death, and then the fishy water surged up, he was forced to swallow a few mouthfuls, and was washed down together with the blood.The gate of the city was immediately smashed and thrown by the demon, and the entire wall collapsed with a "bang".

Shu Ran took a few breaths, turned into a human form to avoid the demon, grabbed the wall and hissed, "Dijun—!"

Cang Ji put a palm on the back of Jing Lin's heart, and the thick force was like a hot tide, which made water drip from Jing Lin's hair and the frost faded away.He probed in with spiritual energy, and carefully observed around Jinglin's spiritual sea, not to intervene abruptly, on the contrary, accidents are prone to happen.

Jinglin's spiritual sea is like a icy moon, and even the floating spiritual mist is frozen like ice, and the spiritual sea presents a stagnant state of rushing towards the "door".

Cangji's dragon's breath was reunited under Jinglin's spiritual sea, making sure that he would not leak it out.The position of the real face is no longer the body of the Yanquan sword, but the Buddha lotus floating in Jinglin's palm.The lotus grows and withers instantly, and when the petals wither, they are reborn immediately, like the epitome of life and death, returning their fate in an instant.Every time it is born, it contains Jinglin's enlightenment, and it is endless, and it also symbolizes that Jinglin's enlightenment is very little, and it will never end.

Lian Xin appeared in swaddling clothes, and Cang Ji couldn't take his eyes off it. When he saw the baby in the swaddling clothes with lotus in his palm, he knew it was Jing Lin.Jing Lin grew up gradually, with her belly hanging on her back, and she was sitting in the lotus with braids, holding a rattle and laughing at the sound.Then his appearance changed again, his head was slightly pulled out, and he became a child of five or six years old.He was naked, sitting on the lotus with serious eyes, the grasshopper in his palm was calling, Jinglin hesitated to make a fist, and let it go.As soon as the grasshopper jumped, it turned into a lingering blue light, and in the blue light, Jing Lin became a little monk in a brown robe with his hands clasped together.The little monk's brows were full of childishness, and he was chanting scriptures, but his eyes followed the butterflies that flew past lightly.The butterflies melted into spots of light, the little monk stood up, and turned around to become a young man in a loose white robe.The young Lang's hair was tied with a silver crown, and from this moment on he no longer saw his smiling face. He stood there blankly, and a small stone figure rolled out from his feet.The stone villain walked like a human, rolled on the ground and laughed loudly, but Jing Lin just looked down, and had already hidden many things.

These are all Jing Lin's "enlightenment". The man in the lotus has grown into the appearance of Cang Ji when he met him, and the lotus flower begins to wither again.

Cang Ji became suspicious, he raised his eyebrows and took a step forward, he couldn't figure out how it was just born at this moment, how could it wither?

As soon as he stepped closer, he saw the lotus petals flying up, and Jing Lin in it didn't know where to look, but it seemed to be shattered and was about to scatter with the petals.Cang Ji suddenly couldn't tell the truth from the fake, and grabbed Jing Lin by the arm.

"Jinglin..."

Cang Ji just made the call, and then heard a heart-piercing call.He woke up immediately, opened his eyes and returned to the chair.Jing Lin on the bed didn't wake up yet, but the smell of blood sprayed outside, piercing Cang Ji's murderous intent.

He tore open the door, and saw that the entire Xuanyang City had already turned red.

"Dijun!" Shu Ran slammed the door into the hospital, "The sea of ​​blood is weird tonight, I can't stop it!"

The people in the city have not yet left, and blood has already dripped down the steps.Cang Ji gently closed the door, separating the inside and outside of the house into two realms.

"You guard this door." Cang Ji licked the tip of his teeth, and spat softly at Shu Ran, "My heart is lying inside, I don't like people approaching him, please watch the door closely—I said watch closely, do you understand?"

Shuran was wounded, and under his gloomy eyes, his knees were bent, half propped on the steps, and he didn't even dare to look Cang Ji's eyes, so he buried his head in fear and replied: "Ming, understand...it will destroy me... "