Dressed as the protagonist Shou's brother who died young

Wherever the sword intent passes, it is endless.

Annihilation.

Yin Su took back Hong Xi, and returned to the front of the Sun Moon Mountain and River Picture in an instant, but it was different from when he came: the originally empty pavilion was filled with all kinds of magic weapons, medicines, and exercises. These things are all priceless treasures.

Yin Su only took a glance, and then looked away. In his opinion, the most precious thing in this attic is the picture of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers that can hold the universe and give birth to spiritual consciousness. The treasures of Hailou Pavilion cannot be taken away.

Because he had to wait for Wen Song, Yin Su didn't leave directly. He set up an enchantment and began to comprehend the sword intent just now.

Not long after he sat down, another person came out of the picture of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers. This person was Xiang Shen. He looked at Yin Su who was concentrating on meditation, and did not bother him.

As for those treasures, Xiang Shen didn't look much either.

The two occupied a corner respectively, waiting for the person they were waiting for.

Yu Zifu came out of the picture of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers much earlier than Wen Song. She wanted to let Xiang Shen go out with her first, but Xiang Shen refused.

Yu Zijia had no choice but to wait with him.

The number of people waiting changed from two to three.

Every once in a while, different monks would come out of the map of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, but none of these people was Wen Song. Seeing that the time for the opening of the Cangwu Realm was getting closer, Xiang Shen was a little anxious. Stepping towards Yinsu, he said, "Fellow Daoist Yin, I wonder if you have a way to contact my junior brother?"

"Well," Yin Su looked at Xiang's worried expression, and added, "I will contact him."

Xiang Shen suppressed his worries and sincerely thanked him, "Then I will trouble fellow Daoists."

After Xiang Shen left, Yin Su touched Ling Xiyin, "Ugly thing."

"Fellow Daoist, I'm here."

Listening to the weak voice on the other side, Yin Su saw a pitiful clown cat in his mind, "Trapped?"

"Ah."

"Do you know how to get out?"

"I know, I know," Wen Song looked at the large expanse of Lingtian, feeling a little desperate, "But there is nothing you can do if you just know!"

Without waiting for Yin Su to ask, he babbled about his experience, "Fellow Daoist, if I can't get out, will I be trapped in the secret realm?"

"Maybe," Yin Su listened to Wen Song's narration, and had a guess about the thing that trapped him.

There is a spiritual realm in the world, its name is hidden, there are thousands of elixir, the doctor dies, and the emperor is peaceful.

Being able to collect a spiritual realm into the universe, this picture of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers is probably more precious than he imagined. If Wen Song wants to come out, he has no other way but to identify those spiritual plants.

When Wen Song heard Yin Su's words, his eyebrows drooped, and he said listlessly: "But there are so many spiritual plants here, I can't list them all."

"And I'm alone here, and I'm a little scared."

"Friend Daoist, I miss you."

Yin Su listened to the last words of dependence, his black jade-like eyes flashed a smile, his fingertips fell on the sword, and various thoughts flashed in his mind, "Don't touch Lingzhi one by one, that way Too slow, disperse your spiritual consciousness and attach it to the range you can control."

Wen Song did as Yin Su said, put the spiritual consciousness on more than a dozen elixir plants together, waited for the effect of the medicine to pass, and then merged the spiritual consciousness into the sea of ​​consciousness, and after a while, the same result as before was obtained, " Fellow Daoist, this is really possible.”

Although because of the different effects of Lingzhi's medicine, more attention needs to be devoted, but the time difference has been directly reduced by more than ten times. If he is proficient, he can control more areas.

Yin Su responded.

Wen Song raised his drooping eyebrows, "Fellow Daoist, why didn't I think of this way?"

Yin Su chuckled, "You are too stupid."

That laughing voice was not loud, it seemed to be the last tune at the end of the harp, clear and shallow, yet low back to infinity.

Wen Song touched his ears, blushing, "Fellow Daoist, how can you laugh at me?"

"Friends should be tolerant of each other. Even if I'm stupid, you can't just say it like this. It will make me lose face."

Yin Su smiled, "Then what should I say?"

"Well," Wen Song thought for a while and said, "It's best to comfort me first, and then praise me."

Yin Su paused, as if thinking for a while, "You are not stupid, you are... down-to-earth."

"There are still five days before the opening of the Cangwu Realm, you should carefully identify the elixir in the Spirit Realm."

Wen Song was praised, and his heart was bubbling happily, "I know."

Yin Su withdrew the spell and told Xiang Shen Wensong about the situation. After listening to Xiang Shen, his worries did not ease much.

Yu Zifan looked at Xiang Shen's anxious face, with her beautiful eyes half down, she thought: It would be best if people could die here.

Since he knew that time was running out, Wen Song never rested again. He kept releasing his spiritual consciousness and recorded the characteristics of the elixir in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Time passed day by day, and soon it was March, and Xiang Shen stared at the picture of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers hanging on the wall with a gloomy expression.

Three hours later, the Cangwu secret realm was opened again, and the surviving monks took out the Lingbai key and left the secret realm.

There were only three people left, Yinsu, Xiangshen, and Yuzifu.

Xiang Shen looked at Yu Zijiao, "Junior Sister Yu, you go out first!"

"I'll wait with senior brother," Yu Ziji looked at Xiang Shen with a pair of bright eyes with concern, "If fellow Daoist Wen comes out, it will happen to explain the misunderstanding between us."

After hearing this reason, Xiang Shen didn't try to persuade her again, "Junior Sister Yu has a heart."

Yin Su raised his eyelids and glanced at her, his eyes were deep and cold.

A quarter of an hour is not a long time, even if it has been delayed until the last moment, there is still no sign of Wen Song, and the few people have to use the key to leave Cangwu Realm.

As soon as he came out, the secret realm was closed.

Xiang Shen's heart was particularly heavy. He took the junior brother out of the teacher's school, but he didn't bring him back completely. Now that he is in the spiritual realm, he is fine. If he leaves the spiritual realm, how can he deal with it with his cultivation base? Various crises in the secret realm.

"Brother Xiang."

Xiang Shen raised his eyes and looked at the person coming, "Which peak are you a disciple of? What do you want from me?"

The corners of Wen Fu's mouth twitched slightly, and a clear smile leaked out, "I am Shen Yuefeng Chongyao Zhenjun's disciple, and I came to see Senior Brother to ask about my elder brother."

"Your brother?"

"Well," worry flashed in Wen Fu's eyes, "My elder brother is Wen Song. I have been waiting here for a long time but haven't seen anyone, so I came here to ask Senior Brother Xiang."

"Junior Brother is trapped in a secret realm." Xiang Shen looked at Wen Fu apologetically, "But don't worry, the Cangwu Realm is opened every five years. During these five years, I will suppress my cultivation and participate in the next Fengwen meeting."

When Wen Fu heard that Wen Song was trapped in a secret realm, he felt a surge of joy in his chest. He lowered his head to hide his expression, "Thank you, Senior Brother Xiang, but I wonder if this will delay Senior Brother Xiang's practice?"

"No," Xiang took a deep breath, "this is what I should do."

"Then I'm here to thank senior brother on behalf of elder brother."

Xiang Shen shook his head.

After leaving the Cangwu Realm, the disciples of the various sects left the Nine Yi Sect one after another, and the Yueling Sect was the last to leave.

Before leaving, Xiang Shen looked for Yin Su again, "Friend Yin, if you have any news about your junior, please let me know."

"Ah."

Xiang Shen looked into Yin Su's pale eyes, and couldn't help but ask, "Aren't fellow Daoist Yin worried about Junior Brother?"

Yin Su's expression remained unchanged, "It's time for Yue Lingmen to leave."

Xiang Shen understood that he had made a slip of the tongue, "Fellow Daoist Yin, take care."

After Xiang Shen left, Yin Su went to Yin Weizhi's Palace of Longevity. In fact, he rarely went there. The last two visits were all for Wen Song.

"Father."

Seeing his son, Yin Weizhi showed a genuine smile on his face. He stepped down from the main seat and poured a cup of tea for each of them, "What's the matter, Ah Su, looking for your father?"

Yin Su flicked the teacup, "I want to ask my father to open the Cangwu Realm and pick someone up."

After Yin Weizhi listened to his son's request, he really wanted to agree directly, but the sect's rules stood there, "Nine Yi Sect has no such precedent."

"I know," Yin Su lowered his eyebrows, "so I'm not begging the suzerain, but my father."

The old father Yin Weizhi couldn't refuse such heart-pounding words, "Actually...it's not impossible, can A Su tell the father who is the person he wants to save?"

Yin Su held up the teacup and took a sip, "His name is Wen Song, and he was trapped in the spiritual realm Guizang of the Sun, Moon, Mountains and Rivers."

Yin Weizhi knew this person, and this was the second time his son came to him because of this person, and it was also the only two times he begged him. In comparison, the relationship between their father and son was not as good as his relationship with Wen Song Come close.

Yin Weizhi felt a little jealous in his heart, his knowledge was more extensive than Yin Su's, so he knew what Gui Zang was, "there are tens of millions of elixir in the spiritual realm, if you open the Cangwu realm now, you may not be able to get it." Get people out."

"It's okay," Yin Su said, "When he comes out, I will come and tell my father."

Yin Weizhi agreed.

Yinsu used Lingxi Yin to contact Wen Song every seven days, so he wasn't too worried.

Instead, there were some problems with his own cultivation. Every time the aura was introduced into the dantian, there would always be an inexplicable sense of stagnation, and his meridians were all the same. Yin Su knew that this was the reason for the curse. If it is pulled out, the impact on him will only become deeper and deeper.

The same goes for the other people who came out of the Boneless City.

Five months later, Wen Song was released by Lingjing. Because of Yin Su's instructions, he didn't run around, and obediently waited for someone to pick him up in the pavilion.

Wen Song did the math, the last time Yinsu contacted him was five days ago, that is to say, he had to wait another two days.

Wen Song rubbed his head, wondering if it was because he had absorbed too many unfamiliar things at once, and there was always a feeling of swelling in the sea of ​​consciousness. He looked at the picture of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers hanging on the wall, and the feeling in his heart It's a bit complicated, if you say it's a complaint, it gave yourself a great opportunity, if you say it's joy, it's not much, after all, if it wasn't for Yinsu, he might have ended up here.

Two days later, Yin Su's voice came from Wen Song's sea of ​​consciousness, "Still in the spiritual realm?"

"Not anymore," Wen Song said, "I'm waiting in the pavilion for fellow Taoists to pick me up."

"Ah."

Two quarters of an hour later, the Cangwu Realm was opened again, and Yin Weizhi entered the secret realm, went directly to the castle in the sky above the Zhuhai, and slipped him out.

It's really the kind that lifts the back of the neck.

Before Wen Song could react, he had already left the secret realm.

Yin Weizhi put the man in front of his son, "Father helped you pick him up."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-0620:34:13~2020-01-0718:07:49期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 little class master;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 86 bottles of Xiaobanye; 610 bottles of Xingxiu; 1 bottle of Doomsday Liangcheng;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!