Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

Those familiar images flashed through his mind one by one, but his heart was as stagnant as water, and his clear face was as calm as before, only the slight curve of his thin lips proved his instinctive displeasure.

It's been a long time since I recalled those memories.

Ever since he was almost defeated by the inner demons two years ago, but finally survived with one breath, he has completely buried that experience.

And also after that, whenever he practiced the method of refining gods, the frequency of these memories was greatly reduced, and within the past year, they disappeared completely, only occasionally recalling some fragments, but the picture seemed to fade as pale.

It's just that at this moment, these memories surged again...

He rubbed between his brows.

Is it because of being in the Heavenly Spirit Realm?

But what he was able to confirm was that after being refined by the Chaos God Flame, these auras had been turned into the purest energy, and there would never be any other things mixed in, and it was impossible to affect him.

Ji Linchuan thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and drew a magic circle around to block the entry of heaven and earth spiritual energy, then took out eight spirit stones from the storage ring and placed them in all directions, set up the spirit gathering circle, and performed the method of refining gods again.

However, the result was the same, and the inner demon was still threatening.

Ji Linchuan sighed and stopped practicing.

A few strands of black hair fell on the side of his face, slightly messy.

He took off the hair crown, and his black hair like splashed ink poured down, covering the bed.

He stretched out his hand, circled it with the power of the soul, then tied up his black hair again, then got up and walked to the window, and pushed the window open.

The rich aura rushed towards him with the breeze, but he noticed something strange.

What Ji Linchuan didn't realize was that the moment he pushed the window open, a black figure flashed across the opposite house.

He is looking at the sky.

At noon, the sun was bright and bright, but standing here, a chill spread from the soles of the feet.

If it wasn't for this body that couldn't absorb spiritual power, and couldn't use spiritual power to protect the body, and the cold and heat wouldn't invade today, I'm afraid he could easily ignore this strangeness.

A guess emerged in his mind - the problem with Tianlingyu was not the aura, but the aura.This aura enveloped the entire Tianling Domain, arousing the demons of the monks in the domain.

The reason why he didn't think of this possibility before is because in the records of the cultivation world, there has never been such an aura, and even the largest one in the records is less than one percent of its size.

It's amazing.

If such a huge aura is caused by the natural terrain, it can be justified, but if it is man-made... then tens of millions of resentments may remain, or it may be sacrificed by the spiritual thoughts of the immortals from the upper realm.

Ji Linchuan suddenly thought of Zhenjun Shen Yuan's cave, as well as Zhenjun Daoyan's words of 'unfathomable human heart', his eyes narrowed.

Just as he was thinking, a strong fluctuation of spiritual power came from afar, and the direction was Fuyao Xianshan.

Ji Linchuan suddenly trembled, and took two steps back from the window, his pupils dilated suddenly, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped him.

The next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his head, his eyes were slightly loose, and he fell to the ground without strength, letting out a suppressed muffled groan.

Countless memory fragments flashed through his soul at an extremely fast speed, and those emotions buried by him were fully aroused at this moment, making him float up and down in the violent emotional collision...

Not only that, some strange memory fragments emerged from the depths of the soul, bringing him into the world...

It was a bloody scene.

He killed with a sword, and his white clothes were dyed bright red. Countless terrifying monsters died under his hands, but more monsters attacked him one after another.

His spiritual power was gradually weakened under endless consumption, and he suffered a serious injury to his abdomen when he didn't notice it for a while.

Being seriously injured, he activated the secret technique and killed all the monsters in a radius of several miles. The price was that he couldn't support himself and passed out.

When the screen changed, he had already woken up.

The spiritual power was completely sealed in the body, and the wound was painful because it was not bandaged. He was tied to a pillar, and there were many people gathered around him, including Taoist cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and mortals...

They looked at him with fear and intolerance in their eyes, but more of it was desperate madness.

What he guarded finally abandoned him.

He was ended in a mass of blood.

Ji Linchuan showed a painful look on his face, curled up like self-protection, and let out a low gasp.

Outside his room, across a street, the opposite window was open, trembling slightly in the wind.

A figure in black was hidden in the shadow behind the wall, with his hands covering his forehead, covering his expression, only a slightly pale complexion and the gloomy curvature of his lips could be seen.

After a long time, he slowly lowered his hand, revealing a handsome and profound face.

The young man's expression was indifferent, his hands trembled undetectably, and he walked to the window again, trying to meet the person facing him, but found that the person had disappeared, only the window was still open.

He soon realized something was wrong.

If Ji Linchuan went out, he would never leave the window open, unless there was an emergency or trouble.

The young man frowned slightly, feeling a little worried.

After hesitating for a moment, he put his left hand on his right wrist, turned the complicated white jade bracelet slightly, and released a powerful spiritual consciousness to cover it.

When he 'saw' Ji Linchuan with a pale face on the ground, his expression tensed immediately.

He knew a little about the treachery of Tianlingyu, and instantly knew that Ji Linchuan was in a state where demons entered his body.

So many years have passed, so he still hasn't let go...

His eyes dimmed slightly, but he quickly recovered, and he teleported to the opponent's side without hiding his figure, but stopped abruptly the moment his fingertips were about to touch him.

He was so eager to hold the person in front of him in his arms, to erase all the pain from his body, and just smile for him.

However, it is not yet possible to do so...

Restraint...

Ji Linchuan was still lost in that memory, completely unaware of the young man's arrival and the gaze staring at him deeply.

After a while, the young man finally suppressed his desire, and with a snap of his fingers, he sent a stream of spiritual energy into Feng Yang's room, and then disappeared in place.

Feng Yang's enchantment around his body was touched, and he immediately woke up from his cultivation state. He looked around warily, but found that there was no one there.

He was vigilant in his heart, and immediately worried about the situation of Ji Linchuan next door, he directly picked up the sword in his hand and hurried away. Because of his anxiety, he entered Ji Linchuan's room without even knocking on the door.

When he saw Ji Linchuan's situation, he immediately ignored other things and shouted: "Senior brother! What's wrong with you?"

Ji Linchuan didn't look up, nor did he answer.

Feng Yang walked over quickly, put his hands on Ji Linchuan's shoulders and shook, "Be sober, senior brother!"

After a long while, Ji Linchuan slowly raised his head. His handsome, childish face was a little pale, and cold sweat was streaming down his cheeks. His dark eyes were blank, but there was a deep sadness hidden on his face.

"Senior Brother? Senior Brother!"

Following his call, Ji Linchuan's eyes gradually became clear, and that fragile look gradually subsided, as if the sadness just now was not what he expressed.

He put his hand on Feng Yang's arm, gently pushed it away, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm fine, let my junior worry."

"It's good that senior brother is fine." The worry in Feng Yang's eyes gradually disappeared, but he still couldn't rest assured, he hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's just senior brother, if Tianlingyu really has a bad effect on you, don't practice here. Okay?"

He knew that Ji Linchuan had always been indifferent and reticent, and there were many things that would not change once he was determined. There were only a handful of people in this world who could make him change his decision. Except for the coercion of the demon king back then, maybe only Zhenjun Daoyan could influence him the meaning of.

But no matter what, he still wanted to persuade him.

Ji Linchuan responded lightly: "Well, I will pay attention."

Didn't say yes, just pay attention.

Feng Yang understood, so he could only helplessly say: "Brother, then... be careful." After finishing speaking, he returned to the room.

Not far away, the young man who watched everything with his powerful spiritual sense also breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at his hand for a long time.

I almost ran into it just now, but...

He is not qualified to care about that person openly yet.

but.

A smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth.

There will always be opportunities.

……

He didn't show it in front of Feng Yang that day. In fact, Ji Linchuan waited for a few days before he could escape from the oppressive feeling of being betrayed and abandoned by the world.

He didn't know why these strange memory fragments were mixed into his soul, it was just this feeling, he didn't want to experience it again.

Everything, just wait for the opening of Zhenjun Shen Yuan's cave and then verify it.

Soon, two months passed quietly.

During this period of time, the spiritual energy fluctuations from Fuyao Xianshan became more and more intense, and many sects were alarmed and sent people there one after another.

On this day, Ji Linchuan woke up from his cultivation state, "It's almost time."

He went out and went to Fuyao Fairy Mountain with Feng Yang.

Because of its mystery, Fuyao Mountain has been explored by many monks, but without exception, they all returned without success, and no one can break the barrier above the mountain.

However, as the aura fluctuated recently, the enchantment of the fairy mountain gradually began to thin out, and the height gradually increased. I am afraid that it will not take long for this enchantment to disappear completely.

During Ji Linchuan Yujian's journey, he met many monks, including juniors who had just entered the threshold of the foundation building stage, and those who had the ability to transform gods into one body, and so on.

And when he came to the foot of Xianshan Mountain, he realized that the rich spiritual energy of Fuyao Xianshan Mountain had almost condensed into mist, and with his eyesight, he could only see the scene a hundred inches away.

In front of Ji Linchuan's line of sight is the famous "Road to Heaven" in Fuyao Fairy Mountain.

The so-called road to heaven is a road paved with colorful spirit stones of different sizes, in which the colorful halos flow and contain endless mysteries, which can be described as an amazing creation.

The origin of these colorful spirit stones is also mysterious.

Ji Linchuan had heard that some people tried to dig out the spirit stones, but they couldn't succeed by all means; there were also people who brought scattered colorful spirit stones out of the fairy mountain, but they turned into a pile of waste stones in an instant.

Really mysterious.

Thinking so, Ji Linchuan stepped on the road to heaven.

The colorful spirit stones under the feet are crystal clear and extremely beautiful, and the flowing halo almost makes people dazzled.But he just looked at it indifferently, as if the beautiful and dazzling light couldn't shake his mood at all.

After a while, he squatted down, picked up a multicolored spirit stone the size of a thumb, and put it in the palm of his hand to observe it carefully.

"Brother, are you interested in these colorful spirit stones?" Feng Yang said.

Ji Linchuan shook his head, his expression suddenly changed, and the spirit stone in his hand shot into the distance like a sharp arrow.

The author has something to say: Thank you kuh, the naive meat, the wind is light, the snow is flying all over the sky, and the mines of Xizhan Dengxin, huh~