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

It was night, and the ruins were completely dark. The night fell like a flood in the forest. The banquet forest was leaning against the tree trunk. With a shallow breath, Heiyu's eyelashes slowly opened.

The dark eyes were clear.

He had been waiting for a long time, his eyes skipped over the two people in front of him, An Yijing rested against another tree trunk, and Han Qisheng sat cross-legged.

Another person not far away is leaning sideways on the tree trunk, with untucked hair covering part of his cheeks and resting on his chest, his clear red eyes are closed, his beautiful face is quiet and beautiful, like It was the ferocious beast that put away its sharp claws and became gentle, its contradictory and dangerous aura was gone, and the very white light shirt hung down by its side.

The night and white clothes are dazzling and vivid, eye-catching.

Yan Lin put two fingers of his right hand by his side together and raised them with a very small arc. A light blue charm flew out of the storage bag, and quickly stuck to his chest and disappeared.

Silent Talisman, specially designed for sneaking at night.

He stood up, glanced at An Jinnian's direction again, and listened to his regular breathing. He was silent for a moment before he was relieved. The dark blue back disappeared into the night.

Originally, he would have had a lot of time and opportunities to look for the blood of the black unicorn, but now that An Jinnian is in the team, he has no way to act alone, so he can only sneak out in the dark.

Qilin, an auspicious beast of the sky, has a dragon head, a moose body, an oxtail, and a horseshoe. It has a noble temperament, does not wait for dirty places, does not like places where spiritual energy is lacking, and has a peaceful personality. Its harshness to the environment forces it to have only one place to go.

Spirit Eye Tree.

The source of aura in each ruin, the cleanest place in the ruins.

And the place where they rested was not far from the spiritual eye tree.

There are restrictions in the ruins, he can't release the snow buds, he can only walk in the air, a few thin wisps of white air are wrapped around Yan Lin's body, his clothes are light, and the dark blue back is speeding in the dark night, towards the destination .

After about a stick of incense, a gleam of light appeared in the thick blackness, Yan Lin was overjoyed, and couldn't help speeding up his pace, and the closer he got, the stronger the light.

When he got close, he stopped.

A huge ancient tree stands on a rocky ground. The white light lingers around the tree, but it is not glaring. It is soft fluorescent green and has luxuriant branches. The branches are like a giant umbrella, firmly covering the stone ground. , echoing up and down, there is a circular hollow in the middle of the thick trunk, a green border stone hangs in the middle, and thorns are all around the roots.

The blood of the black unicorn is just under the thorns.

Yan Lin stared closely at the giant tree, and slowly walked towards the center.

The place is still so beautiful.

But after walking a few steps, when he was about to get close, a violent white light flashed, and the violent resistance pushed him out. He raised his hand to block it, and the severe tingling pain was transmitted from his fingertips to his heart to his brain. Taking a few steps back and standing still, he looked down at the red fingertips and frowned.

Guardian enchantment.

In the last life, he followed An Jinnian. Although he was far away, he was sure that he walked in directly, and there was no obstacle...Why can't I...

Could it be that the enchantment also existed at that time, but it just didn't work for him?

Yan Lin's gaze became complicated. This kind of thick protective barrier cannot be opened directly in his now suppressed golden core stage.

He took a deep breath, his heart sank, he raised his hand and lightly touched the Floating Scroll around his waist, the cold and smooth touch reminded him that his Floating Scroll II had the same tragic end as him.

So in this life, he didn't want to see it in broken form anymore, and tried his best to keep it, the blood of the black unicorn, he was determined to get it...

"For you, it's worth getting hurt a little bit." He looked at the giant tree in front of him in a trance, and murmured softly.

Yan Lin stepped back a few steps, opened the distance, turned his right hand over, and a cone-shaped silverware appeared in his hand, and he slowly placed it on his chest, with his left hand on top, and then rotated his hands, with the silver cone facing the front , Yan Lin's complexion sank, and he moved his whole body's cultivation towards the barrier.

A silver light pierced the silent valley like a falling star, two powerful air currents collided, setting off gusts of wind, the barrier kept the silver cone out, Yan Lin stood behind and gritted his teeth, raising more spiritual power Pushing forward again, the silver cone trembled non-stop, trying to break through with all his strength, and the sound of contention sounded.

A crack appeared on the transparent mask, the silver cone was also bounced off, and Yan Lin was overturned to the ground by the violent energy.

Putting his two fingers together, the silver cone returned to his hand again. Yan Lin panted and stood up slowly, feeling a dull pain in his chest.

.....

Yan Lin looked at the silver debris around him, and raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

exactly six times—

It's really tenacious, the dantian is as hot as a branding iron, and it hurts hot, but the joy at your fingertips dilutes the others.

Taking back the silver awl, he patted the ashes on his body, endured his exhaustion, and walked forward.

The brown thorns surrounded the roots of the tree, leaving no gaps. The thorns were full of small sharp thorns. Yan Lin stood still in front of the tree with an ugly expression on his face. After the experience just now, he met this kind again Situation, I am really angry and want to scold people.

These are not ordinary thorns, but phantom thorns...

"So you ran out secretly just to get here."

A joking voice sounded from behind, an extremely familiar tone, warm to the ears, Yan Lin didn't turn his head, but just froze in place, his face was so gloomy that it could drip water.

asshole……

After a while, a slender figure passed by him. At the moment he missed, there was a faint fragrance of osmanthus in the air, and he walked straight towards the tree.

Seeing An Jinnian's whole body glow with white light, enveloping him, and then the white light gathers to form a light cluster, with a little red in the center, like a blood bead, Yan Lin feels a familiar sense of awe.

Blood Spirit——

An Jinnian's birth treasure.

The Yunjing Sect is different from other sects. They don't use weapons, but each person has a spirit in their body. The spirit is the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can be conceived naturally or cultivated artificially.

When needed, it can be transformed into various forms to resist enemy attacks, and it also has a strong self-defense ability.

And this blood ghost soul is unique to An Jinnian, and it is a mutation of his own practice.

This is the only one in the world.

At this moment, the black thorns appeared abnormal, and began to tremble non-stop, and even kept retreating. The vines trembled, as if they were afraid of something. After a while, the thorns and vines exited a gap, and a dark streamer of beads It rose slowly and was exposed in front of the eyes of the two.

A slender hand of white jade will hold it in it.

"I'm curious, how do you know that there is black unicorn blood here." He turned to look at Yan Lin, his red eyes were familiar, probing, interested, and elusive.

The current situation is very similar to the confrontation between the two in the previous life.

Yan Lin pursed his lips tightly, ignored the beads in his hand, and looked directly at him. After a long while, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Why are you here..." Yan Lin asked instead of answering him.

An Jinnian looked at him for a few seconds, smiled, and jokingly said, "I woke up in the middle of the night and found that my teammate was gone. I'm friendly and I'll naturally look for it. If you're in danger, what can I do?" Words matched with this face, and these eyes, no matter how you look, how weird.

Like a snake core, cold and gloomy.

An Jinnian held the beads in his hand, walked towards him with a smile on his face, and stopped at his arm.

The white light shines, and the breeze lifts his flowing long hair, elegant and chic, An Jinnian continued: "I tried my best to check the many ancient suicide notes of the Yunjing School, only to know that the black unicorn appeared here, and I wanted to touch it at first." Try your luck, I didn't expect you to be more anxious than me... more sure."

He said, looking at Yan Lin quietly.

Under the halo of the spiritual eye tree, the figures of the two were unusually clear, their shadows were elongated, their eyes collided in the air, and he suddenly smiled, wantonly like the waves of the spring breeze.

He seemed to be reminding Yan Lin that no matter what reason he made up, it was useless in front of him.

He could only lower his voice and go straight to his goal: "...you can give me what you want..."

He doesn't explain, and he doesn't know how to answer. It's better to say less than to waste more words and describe more troublesome things.

An Jinnian took another step forward, silently, Yan Lin frowned even deeper, almost at the same time, he took a step back, the two instinctively went back and forth, changing the atmosphere smell.

Cautious and nervous, Yan Lin was very alert, like a string being stretched.

An Jinnian raised his eyebrows, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded, the ray of light in the bottom seemed to be covered by something, and it became gloomy and dark like an abyss.

Sometimes instinct doesn't lie.

Just when Yan Lin made the next move, An Jinnian raised his hand, and Yan Lin, who was always on guard, hid to the side, but An Jinnian followed him like a shadow, as expected, and intercepted his movement.

He felt a pain in his wrist, and a cool touch pulled him forward quickly and violently, his body turned around, his back was pressed against his chest, his hands were tightly bound, and his arms were bent around his waist like steel superior.

For such an offense, Yan Lin panicked for a moment and yelled angrily.

"Are you crazy?!"

A sneer sounded in his ears, his sharp chin rested on his shoulder, and his deep voice fell on his ears with a moist heat: "If you want something, you'd better not move—"

Yan Lin closed his eyes, clenched the tender meat in his mouth, suppressed the resistance in his heart, and still struggled a bit.

Immediately, the strength around the waist tightened instantly.

"I am a rebellious person. The more you try to avoid me, the more I want to hold you firmly. Once you hide from me, I will hug you like this..." He spoke very Light, seems to be smiling and seems to be cold, but Yan Lin knows that this person is serious.

With his back turned, he couldn't see his expression, he could only listen to his tone and guess what this person was thinking.

He hated the feeling of being out of control.

"I let you let go!—" Yan Lin gritted his teeth and said, the anger in his tone was about to start a prairie fire.

"What, it's your first time being hugged by someone?" An Jinnian joked, looking relaxed as if he didn't hear the displeasure in his words.

His deep eyes fell on someone's neck, which was reddened, and it was rosy, as if rouge had been applied.

Yan Lin could feel his gaze, and his eyes turned cold and fierce.

"You and I have been fighting for so long, and you can't even hurt a single hair of mine. Yan Qing and you really failed." '

'If you are afraid, you can call your brother to save you. '

"Rather than fighting with you and humiliating you, it makes me happier..."

Those curse-like words kept echoing in his mind, and his breath lingered around him, reminding him how powerless and frustrated he was once.

In his eyes, his own resistance and struggle were just child's play, and could not cause any waves.

Such a profound taste made him tremble all over.

Feeling his trembling, An Jinnian was thoughtful.

As if making up his mind, Yan Lin circulated his spiritual power, concentrated his strength on his arm, and suddenly struck back, such a desperate blow was extremely lethal.

An Jinnian immediately let go of him and stepped back.

But this extremely fast mobilization was reckless and rude, and the internal injury on his chest was involved, as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer again, the painful nerves were trembling, his exquisite face was a little pale, his beautiful eyes were crystal clear, decisive and fierce, yes He has never been soft on himself.

A smear of blood slid from the corner of his mouth.

An Jinnian stared at him with familiar eyes, but not as indifferent as before, as if he was not happy about his recklessness.

"You are hurt……"

With a calm voice and no expression on his face, he put away his joking attitude just now.

"You're not so stupid that you don't know that the relic fairylands of the Yunjing faction all have protective barriers."

Yan Lin was silent.

"Only disciples of the Yunjing faction who possess the soul can enter and exit at will, and everyone else will be attacked by the barrier backlash....Looking at you like this, it should be forcibly broken open."

Speaking of the latter, his tone sank, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a familiar cold look settled down, and there was a tinge of coolness in the air.

Yan Lin stared straight at him, as if he hadn't heard anything, with a stubborn look on his face.

"If you get hurt here, you will only drag others down." His indifferent voice was low-pitched, especially clear in the silent surroundings, and it turned into a sharp knife, piercing Yan Lin's dull chest.

Yan Lin smiled sarcastically.

"Really, I'm really sorry, but don't worry, my own body, I have a sense of proportion, and I will never drag you down..." Yan Lin also returned an eye for an eye.

After he finished speaking, he looked at the person opposite, waiting for him to refute, but those eyes just stared at him, without any intention of speaking.

Yan Lin couldn't figure out his thoughts for a while.

An Jinnian glanced at him very indifferently, his voice was low, his smiling eyes were just plain at the moment, and his emotions and city government were hidden deeper: "I left a message for them, saying that we will go find the way first and wait for them in front."

He walked towards Yanlin, and when he passed by, he moved his fingers slightly, and the black beads fell on his chest in an instant.

Yan Lin was slightly taken aback.

He looked at An Jinnian's back in astonishment, did he just give it to him?

Yan Lin raised his hand, lowered his eyes, and held the bead in his hand with an unclear expression.