After one heart to the Tao, it is all the Shura field

A spacious room with golden lacquer carved wood chairs, a large pastel screen, a hollowed-out copper incense burner in the corner, and white smoke rising from a hollowed-out copper censer.

The face is better, quiet and peaceful, the long eyelashes move slightly, and after a while, he opens his eyes, a pair of light brown eyes, slowly focusing on the brown gauze above the head, with a blue glazed bead hanging in the center of the gauze , is swinging slightly back and forth.

He didn't get up immediately, and didn't move, but just stared at the beads without blinking, his expression unclear.

Afterwards, he turned his head and looked around calmly. The familiar furnishings and layout, this is Qionglin Garden, his bedroom.

He really came back...

It is obvious that his mind and soul have been broken, he has lost his vitality, and there is no more reincarnation. He should disappear in the Three Realms forever, but he never expected to come back.

Should he be happy?Or should we be afraid?

I'm glad he's still alive, I'm afraid he won't die like this...

And according to the situation, he should be ten years older than his previous life.

Because this bead is his 20th birthday, Yan Jin gave it to him as a birthday present.

The glazed beads on the bottom of the Arctic Sea, brown is common, blue is rare, and the size is even more than a thousand years old. At that time, I held it in the palm of my hand and liked it very much. I couldn't wait to stare at it every night, so I hung it in the middle of the top of the bed. , you can see it every day when you open your eyes.

Yan Lin withdrew his gaze, sat up, and wanted to get out of bed, but as soon as he lowered his head, he couldn't help staring at his hand, opened it and clenched it several times, as if confirming its existence, his heart was beating fast, and he was fascinated. At this moment, he still has lingering fears of the extermination pain.

It is worthy of being the sword ancestor's magic weapon, it is really powerful...

The second life has been looking for him for so long, and he hasn't been anywhere, but there has been no news for decades. He even thought that this person had already ascended, but who knew that he would still appear on the last day.

Just like ghosts in the underworld!

Yan Lin put down his hands, calmed down, and let out a breath, with complicated emotions, but his eyes fell on the blue glazed bead.

He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while, then pulled off his hand, squeezed it in his hand and played around, then exerted a sudden force, looking at it now, he was very upset!

The fine white powder slides gently down the hand.

Yan Lin was taken aback, he was only 20 years old and he was only in the late stage of Bigu, how could the Arctic sea glazed beads be so easily...

His cultivation——!

He hurriedly sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, changed a few formulas with his hands, and his spiritual consciousness wandered in the dantian, passing through the meridians... No!It's Shenmai!His cultivation in the previous life has not disappeared!

The corners of Yan Lin's mouth were raised slightly, and his eyes slowly opened with excitement that he had never experienced in 200 years. Does this mean that he will not have to die for the rest of his life? !As long as he breaks through the realm and crosses the catastrophe within 80 years, will he be able to fight Shiyuan and survive?

but……

To cross the catastrophe within 80 years... is it possible?

Even Shi Yuan spent 1000 years, even if he has a single ice root, he is still a step behind his Sky Spirit root, how could he reach the tribulation stage in just 80 years...

It's just wishful thinking.

The excitement and light that ignited in his eyes just now dimmed again in an instant.

At this moment, there were three regular knocks on the door, and a child's voice sounded cautiously: "Qing and Young Master, the Palace Master is waiting for you in the Zhaiyuan..."

Palace Lord?my dad?

What is he waiting for me in Zhaiyuan?

He just came back, and he doesn't know what time it is. After thinking about it, he adjusted his voice, and his voice sounded like he just woke up lazily: "Don't worry, I'm going to sleep for a while..."

Hearing what he said, the little boy outside the door became anxious: "Don't say that, now the palace master is angry because you called the young master of Jinmen, if you go late, maybe I will let you go to Gufengsi pass."

Calling on Lin Yanzhi, the young master of Jinmen?

Oh...he remembered, it happened that on the third day after his 20th birthday, many guests left, but Lin Yanzhi did not go back with Lin Qi, the master of Yejinmen, but stayed in the Went to their Haoran Immortal Mansion, saying that they wanted to visit and play for a few days.

This is nothing at all, Ye Jinmen has always relied on the Haoran Immortal Mansion, so it is normal for sects to move around.

But just play around, but he found that the kid was always sticking to Yan Jin, asking this for a while, asking where for a while, staring at him with two eyes, and always shouting "Brother Yiqing". How could I bear it? It was very harsh. On the fourth day, I called people into the yard and fought fiercely.

His cultivation was at the late Bigu stage and Lin Yanzhi's mid-Bigu stage, it was clear at a glance who would win and who would win, and he was very ruthless at the time, knocking out one of Lin Yanzhi's teeth and breaking his arm.

If it was a small sect, his Palace Master's father would turn a blind eye, but although Ye Jinmen is not as good as the three major sects, it is also well-known in Zhongtian Realm, and Lin Yanzhi is also Lin Qi's The only son, even if he is the second son of Haoran Immortal Mansion, he should make an apology, not to mention that everyone knows that he was the one who called him out first.

But he hadn't seen his father for a long time.

In the previous life, when he came back after breaking the chance of An Jinnian, he received the news of his death, and he didn't even see him for the last time.

But before going out, he has to hide his cultivation. Now he is just 20 years old, and he doesn't have the Floating Life Scroll, so naturally he can't use the "covering" of the eighth volume of the "Painted Scroll" of Haoran Immortal Mansion's immortal method.

Then he can only take elixir. He remembered that there was a mother-of-pearl treasure box on the third floor of the cabinet, which contained an illusion elixir, gold rank, which could resist the visits of monks who were three levels higher than him, and lasted for a year. During this period, the cultivation level that outsiders see is only what he wants to show them, such as the late stage of bigu.

Yan Lin went to the cabinet, opened it and took out the treasure box, took out the elixir, looked at the elixir in his hand, and looked at the elixir in his hand, his eyes were reluctant to give up, the gold rank is very rare, now he can only cut the flesh!

Swallowing the golden pill, Yan Lin swiped his long sleeves, and a water mirror appeared out of thin air. He smoothed the hair on his forehead and temples, raised his hand to tighten the dark blue hairband, and looked at his youthful face.

Everything in the world of cultivating immortals is very slow. Once you reach the bigu period, your appearance will not change in any way. He has been promoted to bigu, and now he looks like that size, but after breaking through the fusion period, he can change his appearance at will appearance.

After a while, he turned around and the mirror disappeared. He put his hand on the door, adjusted his expression and pretended to be his 20-year-old self, and opened the door with a reluctant expression, "...that's really troublesome."

Seeing him come out with a happy expression on his face, the little boy immediately got out of the way, bent down and raised his hand, beckoning him to go forward.

Yan Lin looked forward, and saw two rows of people neatly dressed in blue brocade clothes, waiting for him with their heads down.

He's sure that if he didn't go out just now, these people would break in and take him away. Father really thinks highly of him. It's a waste to call so many golden elixirs to catch him in a small late stage bigu.

Yanlin passed two rows of blue and walked towards Zhaiyuan. It was not far anyway, and he didn't bother to fly.

In the Zhongtian world, except for the Changtian Sword Sect, most of the Xiuxian sects are the same, the higher the status, the darker the clothes on their bodies.

Like in Haoran Immortal Mansion, if it is a direct descendant of the family, it is dark blue brocade printed with golden runes, plus Wen Jiahui embroidered with gold thread.

Others gradually decrease according to the level of the realm, like this Jindan realm cultivation base can only be blue ordinary clothes.

Even if it is placed in a small world, it is a golden core power.

When Yan Lin arrived at Zhaiyuan, there were not many people inside, and a group of light blue servants were waiting at the side. His father was sitting on the upper seat wearing a gold robe with blue brocade inlaid, frowning slightly, full of seriousness.

His father is 40-year-old Bigu, with an old-fashioned and dignified appearance, a square and resolute face, and piercing eyes. He is about 1000 years old, and he is in the middle of the realm.

In fact, he doesn't look like his father at all, his face is neither square nor mature, but rather a melon face, somewhat like a woman, so he thinks that his face should be inherited from his mother, but his mother left early, and he also Never seen a real person.

At this moment, there are two other people in the quiet room. One is wearing a dark brown shirt and looks cute and cute. He is holding a sword in his arms, and his lips are tightly closed. That's right.

The other, wearing the same dark blue gold pattern as him, wearing a jade crown with half of his hair up, his white forehead is meticulous, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, tall and straight, with a black scroll hanging around his waist, standing there like a jade Like the person who engraved it.

This is Yanjin—Yan Yiqing, the world-famous Immortal Yiqing, his good brother...

There was a gloomy look in Yan Lin's eyes, and his heart was complicated.

Heh, this vixen, he was cheated miserably in the previous two lives.

In this life, he has learned to be smart. He will not believe in him deeply like the first life, and will simply be fooled around by him, nor will he wake up with a big change of temperament like the second life, and he will not know how to hide.

This time he wants to hide his strength and bide his time, everything must be the same as in the first life, the same 'stupid', the same 'dandy', only standing in the dark can see everyone clearly!

As for the cultivation base of chance...he will not let it go, only in this way can he have the strength to fight Shi Yuan, he doesn't need to win, as long as he can escape!

So he glanced at Yan Jin, feeling the serious atmosphere, imitating the way the first generation showed weakness, pinching the clothes at his hand in a helpless manner, with a weak voice, looking pitifully begging for help: "elder brother....."