Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

As soon as the words came out, Tong Yao clenched her lower lip, remembering what Yin Junjie had done before, she lowered her eyes and smiled, and said softly: "Forget it, Xiao Xun probably doesn't want to see me now."

She said that she took out a few bottles of pills from the storage bag and handed them to Lian Ji, her tone was a bit tough: "Lian Ji, I don't want to investigate your identity now, and I don't know what your purpose of approaching Xiao Xun was; I I just want to tell you that from the beginning to the end, Xiao Xun has always regarded you as a treasure. He used to be like this, and he still is now. He has always been indifferent, and he has nothing but practice in his daily life, but now he is only infatuated with you, even doing Such a stupid thing..."

"I have been in the same school as Xiao Xun for several years, but I have never seen him with such a decisive expression," Tong Yao said, choking up: "He chose the road himself, although I feel sorry for you, I can't blame you, but Lian Ji, everyone in the world Selfishness, I am no exception."

Tong Yao wiped away her tears, her expression suddenly turned sharp, she looked at Lian Ji and said word by word: "Cang Xiangxun did this for you, Lian Ji, remember, you owe him this, no matter what you can't do it." Lost him."

When Tong Yao left, Cang Xiangxun still showed no signs of waking up.Holding several bottles of pills given by Tong Yao, Lian Ji leaned down and probed into Cang Xiang to search for the spiritual vein again.

The spiritual root was severely injured, and the magic baby was shattered.

Lian Ji closed his eyes, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a self-deprecating arc. He took half a step back, concentrated his energy and sank his spiritual consciousness, then pulled out Qian Yin and cut his wrist to take out half a bottle of blood, and then took out the judge pen from the Qiankun bag , Relying on memory dipped in blood, he drew a spell formation around Cang Xiangxun.

The ancestors of the demons created dozens of ancient magic arrays, but now there are only four of them handed down. In addition to the complicated spells and imprints, the spells are evil, and the power of backlash against failure is also very terrifying.

Even Ji lived two lifetimes, so he was considered "fortunate" to have seen two kinds of——

One is the yin and yang formation that Su Qingchen used to exchange his spiritual roots, and the second is the blood demon spirit gathering formation that Lian Ji is drawing now, using other people's celestial fate as sacrifices to forcibly repair his own spiritual roots.

The last stroke was completed, and the strange blood array exuded a dim light. Lian Ji bit open the porcelain bottle with his teeth, took the elixir into his mouth, raised Cang Xiangxun's jaw, and put them into his lips and teeth one by one, and then slowly Push it into Cang Xiangxun's throat.

After feeding the elixir, Lian Ji faintly sweated from his temples. He moved Cang Xiangxun into the formation, and with a flash of white light in the palm of his hand, the blood-colored mist was drawn from his body, rushing towards the person at the heart of the formation along the formation.

Cang Xiangxun's magic baby was shattered, and the magic vines that turned into pills had long been annihilated, but the remaining magic breath was still in his body and could not be dissipated for a while; and Lian Ji helped him repair the water spirit root, sacrificing his own cultivation base and life soul, It spawned only water aura.

These new auras are still meager, unable to force out the remaining demonic aura. The two confronted each other in Cang Xiangxun's spiritual veins, and refused to give in to each other. The incomplete spiritual roots lacked aura and could not be repaired. soul.

Lian Ji clearly sensed the feeling of powerlessness in the spirit baby's intertwined aura and magic breath being drained by the formation. There was always a beam of light flickering in front of his eyes, and at the end was an empty whiteness.

However, the evil of the Blood Fiend Gathering Formation is evil. It doesn't matter whether you are in the same line as the leader or not. Once you become a sacrifice, you can no longer break free; there are only two ways to stop the formation - one is the leader's spiritual body The roots are all repaired, and the second is that the sacrifices are drained of life and soul until they die.

The spiritual baby in the body lost the nourishment of the spiritual energy, gradually disintegrating into sand and shattering.Lian Ji didn't expect this formation to be so domineering, and he couldn't use any more strength if he wanted to retreat at this moment. After his cultivation base was withdrawn, he would be the soul of life. Trembling, the whole person is like a lamp that is about to dry up.

"I noticed that the host is endangered, should I turn on the self-rescue mode?"

"I noticed that the host is endangered, should I turn on the self-rescue mode?"

"I noticed that the host is endangered, should I turn on the self-rescue mode?"

It's so noisy, Lian Ji thought.

He wanted to ask if you could be quieter, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move the corners of his mouth.

Forget it, Lian Ji looked at the emptiness in front of him to comfort himself, maybe this was the last time he heard this woman named "'System" speak?

"The host is endangered level S, and will be forced to enter self-rescue mode after ten seconds."

His body became lighter and lighter, except for the unclear system sound in the sea of ​​consciousness, Lian Ji suddenly felt like laughing.

When I first entered the body of "Lian Ji", this system was the first thing that accompanied me, but I didn't expect that in the end, she was still making noise in my sea of ​​consciousness.

Calculated in this way, this system is probably the closest person besides Cang Xiangxun.

Although I always feel that she has no good intentions.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The white light in front of his eyes was gradually replaced by darkness, and Lian Ji's five senses became weaker and weaker. He allowed the blood-fiend spirit-gathering formation to ruthlessly take away his life and soul and transfer it to Cang Xiangxun. Why is it such a time, and the people in the formation are still not moving at all?

"Seven, six, five..."

Forget it, just fall asleep.

It's just that, if this little brat wakes up and finds himself lying lifeless on the ground, I don't know how he will react.

Thinking of this, Lian Ji's heart twitched.

"Four, three, two..."

This time... can we also dispose of the corpses?

"one."

The dissipated soul of life was re-gathered by an unknown brute force and stuffed back into the body. Lian Ji's dantian sank, and a gentle and pure spiritual energy of the five aggregates gushed out from the damaged spiritual sea. The main body accepts and continues to be forcibly drawn out by the formation.

Repeated this several times, Lian Ji only felt that his body was like a medium connecting the system and Cang Xiangxun, floating and sinking in the double sky of ice and fire.

The spirit-gathering formation has lasted for half an hour, and there is no sign of silence.The water-type aura emanating from the center of the formation eye is getting colder and colder, while the five-aggregation aura connects to the five senses. Lian Ji can clearly hear the sound of ice gradually freezing around the cave wall, and even feel the blood in his own spiritual veins cooling down and even slowly solidifying .

Cang Xiang's spiritual root repair should have been completed a long time ago, but this formation is still continuously extracting the five aggregates of spiritual energy from Lian Ji's body.The power of backlash will not lead to such a result, the only possibility now is——

He really painted the spells in the formation wrongly.

During the period of concentrating consciousness, there was a sudden roar outside the body, and a thunder light hit, and the surrounding rocks turned into powder and dispersed, and at the same time, a large amount of water-type spiritual energy was emitted, and the temperature of the whole body suddenly increased a lot.

But Lian Ji couldn't be happier. There were a lot of dark clouds in the sky at this time, and the thunder light was hidden in the clouds, occasionally emitting bursts of purple light.

What kind of thunder can have such great power?

Lian Ji's heart was shocked, if he guessed correctly, the one who crushed the rock into powder at that instant just now was clearly Jie Lei.

How much spiritual energy of the Five Aggregates has this kid swallowed?Can it actually attract the heavens to send thunder and purify?

The formation was destroyed along with the rocks, and within half an hour after the first thunder, the second tribulation thunder fell. Lian Ji and Cang Xiangxun endured the baptism of the catastrophe together, but unexpectedly found that there was no pain or discomfort in their bodies feel.

Could it be that……

Lian Ji's heart sank, and when the third tribulation thunder fell, he suddenly pushed Cang Xiangxun away, purple light flashed in front of his eyes, the mountains instantly turned into flat land, and the world was silent.

When Cang Xiangxun woke up again, he could see a cold pool of ice crystals, and Lian Ji was sitting in a daze beside the Jingyu case, turning the judge's pen in his hand again and again, never leaving a single stroke.

The scene in front of him was very similar to the daily life when the two lived in Jianping Residence. Cang Xiangxun was a little dazed. He rubbed his forehead and said softly, "Where is this?"

Memories of being enchanted from the secret world of the extreme center to the Golden Crow Hall and self-severing of the spiritual root flooded in after the master woke up, and Cang Xiangxun's face froze instantly.He knew that the pure water-type aura in his body could not be faked, he knew that his spiritual roots were not damaged even without diving into the spiritual sea, and even his cultivation had improved by a big level; The magic vine planted in the body has disappeared without a trace.

Aware of the abnormality in his body, Cang Xiangxun did not show any joy. He flew to the front of the ice crystal jade case, and looked straight into Lian Ji's gray eyes: "Why did my body recover completely? Lian Ji, do you also What deal did you do with him?"

Lian Ji came back to his senses when he heard the words, he thought for a while before he understood who the "he" Cang Xiangxun was talking about, so he removed the brush and looked at Cang Xiangxun for a while, then suddenly smiled: "No, Don't worry, your body was indeed repaired by me with some effort, but it has nothing to do with Ning Feng."

Cang Xiang was not relieved when he heard the words, he looked at Lian Ji seriously, "How did you do it?"

Lian Ji lowered his eyes with his pen hooked, only then did Cang Xiangxun realize that the cold-colored spirit stone inlaid on the top of the judge's pen was swaying from side to side with the master's movements.

Cang Xiangxun's pupils shrank, and he grabbed Lian Ji's wrist, only to realize that the man's finger bones were extremely white, and the temperature was as cold as ice crystals.

"Why can't I feel a trace of spiritual energy or magic breath?" Cang Xiangxun gritted his teeth, and a white light gathered from his fingertips penetrated into Lian Ji's body and shook slightly.

"Lian Ji, where's your cultivation?"

As he spoke, he slowly let go of Lian Ji's hand, "Your cultivation...is it abolished to help me recover?"

"Not at all." Lian Ji pulled back his wrist, and said with a light smile, "I don't have any spiritual roots, and it took a lot of effort to help you restore and remove the remnants of the magic vine."

Lian Ji sighed softly in his heart, and almost put himself in it.

"Your spiritual root was replaced by Su Qingchen, right?"

Lian Ji was taken aback: "Why do you..."

As soon as the words fell, Lian Ji was pulled into a warm embrace, Cang Xiangxun's strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to integrate him into his flesh and blood.

"I saw it." Cang Xiangxun's voice was very dull: "I saw it all."

It was only then that Lian Ji realized that he had lost his soul in the blood formation, and it was always at that time that a part of his memory melted into Cang Xiangxun, which allowed him to see the past.

"I'm sorry..." A low sigh came from my ear: "I should have asked you earlier, I should have learned about this earlier..."