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

From that day on, Yan Lin would go to the Canglin Garden once a day, running at two o'clock and one line. On the surface, he devoted himself to training to prepare for breaking through the late stage of bigu, but in fact, he would use his true energy to strengthen his cultivation, because now this body is his vicissitudes of soul , He wants to run the exercises of the previous life again.

In his last life, he was able to raise his realm by two latitudes in just a few decades, from the golden core to the out-of-body, not only because of the picture scroll, but also because of the heart-breaking jade formula that he learned by chance. It is said that it complements the picture scrolls of Haoran Immortal Mansion, and is also very suitable for the cultivation of ice spirit roots.

Of course he can't let go in this life, he has to practice both exercises.

Time flies, and one month later, Yan Lin's cultivation base has been completely consolidated, and his realm has been improved to the outside world, and he is only a hair away from a breakthrough.

Today, Yan Lin was the same as usual, the Floating Life Scroll was unfolded beside him, surrounded by a huge three to four meter wide ink landscape painting scroll, and the center of the scroll was constantly rotating.

He sat cross-legged in the middle, meditating, the white light of the picture scroll reflected on his handsome face, his slightly frowning brows became a bit more imposing.

After a few weeks of cultivation, the curled black eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes, and there was a blue figure among the green bamboos in sight.

Yan Jin was standing not far away looking at him.

The handsome face seemed gentle with Hexi, looking at him intently, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his sleeves were filled with breeze, just like the Yiqing Immortal that the world usually sees, like a spring breeze.

Yan Lin raised his hand to put away the scroll, stood up, feeling the surging power in his body, with a smile unconsciously on the corner of his mouth.

He walked to Yan Jin's side, pretending to be as cheerful as usual: "Brother!"

Yan Jin gazed gently, nodded in satisfaction, swept his eyes up and down, and said in a clear voice: "This year, Yue Qinghe has made a lot of progress, and the Golden Pill of Bigu Breakthrough should be very soon." After a pause, he spoke again: "However, there is no need to rush this, as the foundation may become unstable if it is too fast."

Yan Lin smiled, didn't take it seriously, but replied very obediently: "Understood!"

Yan Jin looked at him for a moment, then raised his hand and turned it over. A crimson brocade box was placed squarely in his palm, in stark contrast to his fair and slender hands.

Yan Lin paused, then looked up at Yan Jin suspiciously: "What is this?"

"Heart-protecting pill."

As the name suggests, this elixir is made to consolidate the realm of cultivation, taking one when the realm climbs too fast, it is not easy to cause trouble.

Ordinary heart-protecting pills are not expensive, what is expensive lies in the grade.

The pills in the realm of comprehension are divided into five grades, low grade, middle grade, high grade, gold grade, and divine grade.Generally, monks smelt the upper, middle and lower third grades by themselves. Only those who are above the out-of-body stage have the opportunity to smelt gold-rank immortal medicines, and the probability is about [-]%.

As for the divine grade, it is something that cannot be sought.

Yan Lin took the box and opened it, a flash of golden light flashed in an instant, and inside was a golden heart protection pill.

How generous.

"I'm only at the end of the later stage of bigu, so I don't think such a good heart-protecting pill is needed..." Although he said so, his eyes were fixed on the golden pill, and the brilliance in his eyes had been absorbed by the golden light. live.

It's not that he doesn't live up to expectations.

But his elder brother Yiqing Xianjun's elixir skills can be ranked among the top ten in the entire Middle Heaven Realm. Even master Yilian, the ancestor of elixir, praised his elixir skills. He rarely smelts elixir Naturally, there are few medicines.

He would be dismissive of the boundary-breaking elixir if he took it by chance. This kind of thing would do harm to the way, but he was greedy for this golden heart-protecting elixir.

Yan Jin saw him laughing.

He took Yan Lin's hand and put the box into his hand: "It's nothing, since I made it, it must be yours."

Yan Lin lowered his head, his dark half-length hair slid down his shoulders along the dark blue headband, he stretched out his hand to touch the smooth surface of Jindan, and hooked the corner of his mouth.

"Then I won't be polite, thank you brother!"

In this way, his realm will have no worries.

However, it is strange that even though the first world banquet gave him pills, they were all realm-breaking pills. They deliberately helped him break through the realm, but his foundation was not stable. If you want to give these, just refuse directly.

Looking at it now, it seems that the banquet in this life is not so bad...

In fact, after watching this person coldly for two lifetimes, he also saw it away. Whether to save or not is someone else's business, and it is his choice. It's not that important.

Can't blame others...

So instead of waiting for others to save him, he should save himself. As long as he doesn't hinder his path in this life, everything will be fine.

But it's not right for him to owe him so much.

Yan Lin didn't refuse to accept the brocade box, and took out a small green bamboo-colored thing from his wide sleeve and handed it to Yan Jin.

Yan Jin lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looking unexpectedly at the finger-sized wooden sword in front of him, with the green bamboo skin not removed, it looked simple.

"I just made this, and I'll give you one as a thank you." Yan Lin's voice fell into his ear.

Yan Jin's eyes were all on the small thing in his hand, and he couldn't bear to move it away. The bamboo sword is very light, and the edge is polished smoothly, so it won't prick your hand.

"I love so much……"

Yan Jin held the bamboo sword in his hand, raised his dark eyes with mixed light and dark, but said softly.

Yan Lin nodded.

Just 'like', in fact, he still has other things in his sleeves, valuable jade spirit treasures, interesting mortal things, so many things, he chose the cheapest gadget he made while he was resting.

Unexpectedly, he still said that he liked it. Sure enough, Immortal Yiqing is the demeanor of everyone, even so, he couldn't say any harsh words of rejection.

Afterwards, Yan Lin was full of heart-protecting pills, and didn't say much to Yan Jin. Yan Jin watched his thoughts, but just waved him away with a smile.

Yan Lin didn't go far, but walked a little deeper into the bamboo forest, found a clean place and sat down cross-legged, threw the fingertip-sized Heart-Helting Pill into his mouth, and squeezed the formula to perform the exercises.

Several hours had passed since he opened his eyes again.

He just skipped over his soul and divine veins, and it has indeed been consolidated a lot. Now that his cultivation level in the early stage of leaving his body is safe, he needs an opportunity to improve his realm.

He remembered that in another year, the Yunwaitian at the extreme east will open, and the Mizong Wonderland event will be held once in a hundred years. The Yunjing faction, one of the three great immortal sects, will open its doors to welcome all the great immortal sects.

And there is one thing in this Lost Trail Wonderland that he is bound to obtain, and that is the blood of the black unicorn.

The black unicorn, Zhewu, and the phoenix egg are the three holy objects. The black unicorn is hard to find. It has been 3000 years in the Central Heaven Realm, and its whereabouts have not been found. He didn't know that the dark and inconspicuous bead was Qilin blood.

He watched An Jinnian refine it, and the spirit in his body advanced, and he realized that this is the legendary black unicorn blood that can improve the grade of the natal magic weapon.

He also regretted not taking it away immediately.

This time, he must seize the opportunity to upgrade the Floating Scroll, so that he will not be too disadvantaged when facing Shi Yuan.

When he was ready to return to Qionglin Garden, he passed the waterside pavilion, the winding corridor and small bridge, the stream was gurgling, and the bottom of the lake was so clear that he could see the koi playing at the bottom of the lake, the courtyards and pavilions, and the dense forest and flower garden. nice view.

I haven't been here for a long time, so I can't help but stop.

As soon as he approached, he heard a soft voice beside the flower garden in front of him, and the words 'Changtian Sword School' faintly passed into his ears.

Instinctively, he glanced over his head, and there were three inner disciples in light blue clothes standing in the pavilion not far away, whispering something.

It was evening at this time, and the sky had already darkened. Under the dim light, the three of them surrounded each other, covering each other in a small circle, and he couldn't see them clearly from this angle.

Yan Lin thought for a while, lost his breath, teleported to the red pillar behind them, and listened carefully.

"You said that the Changtian Sword Sect is very good, why did you start accepting personal inheritance?" A young man lowered his voice.

"I don't know, I heard that the major peak masters made a sudden decision half a month ago."

"However, it's strange to say that the Changtian Sword Sect has always been proud. Each peak has always received one direct disciple. Now the five peak masters all have direct disciples. Who are they looking for again? The sect master?"

The Changtian Sword Sect accepts direct disciples? !

In his last life, he had the opportunity to meet the head of Chengshuang and those old men. Chengshuang looked like he saw through the mundane world, and had no intention of accepting apprentices at all. The other two loved their apprentices like their lives. How could he accept the second apprentice? .

What's happening here?

Before he could think about it, they continued talking.

"It's possible... After all, this time, we have sent a message to our Haoran Immortal Mansion, and anyone who is interested can sign up."

"That being said, in fact, only Qing and Young Master are the only ones who can report. The dignified head of the sect has personally passed it on. How could we, who have already worshiped under the sect, and people with ordinary qualifications, can get their hands on it."

"But I heard that Palace Master and Immortal Yiqing had already rejected the letter on the first day they received it."

"Will this be too hasty? After all, it is the number one sect of sword repair..."

"What's the matter? Our Haoran Immortal Mansion has many spiritual veins, countless spiritual stones and magic weapons, and the second son's aptitude is ice spiritual root, which is no worse than his Changtian Sword Sect."

"Right."

"However, the Qing and the young master don't know about it yet... Do you want to..."

"You're crazy! Immortal Yiqing said you can't tell Qing and Young Master!" Before he could finish speaking, another voice interrupted hastily.

"That's right! I almost forgot, let's go then. I heard that there seems to be someone coming to the front hall..." Several people walked out as they talked, and they took off their invisibility when the sound gradually faded away from Yanlin, and walked behind the red pillar. out.

Yan Lin just stood there, watching them until their backs disappeared at the turn ahead.

Did the Changtian Sword faction send a letter to Haoran Immortal Mansion?

They belong to the three great immortal sects with profound and unfathomable foundations. They are not bad followers, and naturally they don't bother to be apprentices of other sects. Sending letters to Haoran Immortal Mansion is a bit self-inflicted.

However, if it is handed down by the head of the sect, it can still be said.

And why did his father and Yan Jin refuse directly, and why did they deliberately hide it and not tell him?

He felt that it was necessary for him to investigate the situation.

Thinking about it, Yan Lin didn't stop at all, and directly called out the Floating Scroll and flew towards Yunlan Golden Palace.Since there was someone coming in front, it must be someone from the Changtian Sword Sect. Both of them should be there at this time.

The Yunlan Golden Palace is not far from the place just now, and it only took a few moments to reach the top.

As soon as his feet landed, the Floating Life Scroll disappeared, Yan Lin didn't straighten his clothes, and rushed into the hall in a hurry.

"Father, you said—"

As soon as he called out, he saw a person standing in the middle of the lobby.

Hearing his voice, the man turned his head.

Yan Lin was stunned.

Time seemed to pause.

Standing eight feet tall, she was dressed in white clothes, with silver ornaments and satin around her waist, two black long belts hanging down her waist, and a white and thinner long gown brocade jacket, half of her white hair was bound by a hollowed-out silver crown, and half of her white hair was loose. .

The pair of dark and deep eyes on the perfect cold face still looked down at him like that, with the same cold light as before. After two lifetimes, he will never forget these nightmarish eyes, and when he looked directly at them. , the deepest coldness, without a trace of emotion.

Like a jade sword wrapped in ice, with an unstoppable sword intent, the originally warm hall became chilly, and people could only watch from afar.

The resplendent and magnificent Yunlan Palace with carved railings and jade is so incompatible with him.

He looked at the man, his voice was as dry as thirst in the desert, and he couldn't utter a single syllable.

The fear of life and death in two lives was like a boulder crushing him out of breath, he was afraid...

What should he do to control his instinctive fear.

What to do, he can pretend to be a stranger.

Standing in front of this person now, just taking a step under his gaze is so difficult.

Shiyuan——

Yan Lin gritted his teeth, the hatred and unwillingness in his heart made him chew these two words repeatedly.

It's you!