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

"It's been a long time since I took it out, but today it's cheap for you kid."

Yan Lin became even more interested when he heard this.

"What the hell is it, Dad, let me see it." He walked over a few steps, reaching out to grab the box in Yan Zhentian's hand.

Yan Zhentian held the box to avoid his touch: "Of course I will see it later, now go to the lonely peak with me."

Yan Lin stared at the box, his body froze, thinking about the cold air of Gufeng and the upcoming events, his whole body's aura withered.

After a while, he smiled embarrassingly: "Okay."

The gust of wind howled above the isolated peak as usual. Looking down from above, it was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the depth was bottomless, but one could feel the ferocious aura of the monsters in the lower wind.

Every gust of wind on the top of the peak was like a sharp blade scraping against the body, causing some dense pain, the surroundings were filled with aura, and there were many protective barriers, so it was safe, but the cave was very deserted, there was nothing but two futons.

After he sat down cross-legged, his father took out the thing. It was a transparent jade leaf, surrounded by beautiful fluorescent lights, without the slightest smell of blood. It was clean and bright, and it looked like a fairy family treasure .

He thought it should be used by her to practice Dharma protection.

He could feel the familiar smell above it, he had never met him before, but he was very obsessed with it.

This strange sense of familiarity calmed his restless heart a lot.

Yan Zhentian saw him staring at Yuye in a daze, so he sat down cross-legged and used his spiritual power without hesitation.

The next step is pure patience, he raised the spiritual power in his body to stabilize his heart, he had only experienced the pain of breaking his soul before, and he naively thought that stripping his soul would not exceed that kind of pain.

But the intense pain made him sit on the ground with his eyes closed tightly and his whole body convulsed uncontrollably. Cold sweat kept sliding down his temples, and his ruddy face instantly turned pale.

Yan Zhentian's eyes were as bright as torches and his face was slightly cold. There was an imperceptible distress in the depths of his eyes. After all, it was his and Wanwan's child. How could his heart not hurt, but there could be no hesitation in his hands.

After several hours passed, Yan Lin finally felt the scorching heat between his brows.

The sword patterns are loose——

On the other side, the hidden sword pattern between the brows of the person who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed appeared, a silver light flashed by, and the scorching feeling made him suddenly open his eyes.

The eyes as deep as the abyss touched for a moment, and the next second he hastily squeezed his fists to his lips and coughed, his nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand.

The Frost Soul Pool's injury is still not healed.

But at this time, he didn't care about the injuries on his body, let alone the relapse of the newly repaired soul, so he directly mobilized his consciousness and followed it away.

In the Gufeng Cave, Yan Zhentian wholeheartedly peeled off little by little, suddenly the eagle's eyes looked towards a certain place on the upper right, the next moment, the atmosphere in the cave sank, and the coldness in his eyes was terrifying.

Both hands changed spells, one hand was placed on Yan Lin's vest, and the tip of the other finger glowed with a little fluorescence, and the pure white light instantly flooded the surroundings, everything turned white, and there were no people of any color.

The people in the formation were not affected, but the spiritual consciousness found was backlashed, like a stone causing little ripples, the black pupils of the white-clothed and white-haired sword repairman suddenly constricted, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, sliding down his jaw.

The blood color is in full bloom on the white robe, like a gorgeous red plum, which attracts people's daydream.

Even if the time is very short, he can capture his figure in an instant. He sits with his legs crossed, his face is pale and his eyes are closed, and he is forbearing to be quiet...

He is voluntary...

The man in white froze in place, and the next moment he suddenly stood up as if awakened, and walked towards the door.

Can't let go like this...

When his hand was about to touch the door, it suddenly stopped in the air. Second by second, he was bound by the painful memory of the past. In the silent room, the white and slender hand was slowly clenched and hung down——

If he goes, what result can he change...

I have greedily forced him to stay by my side as a disciple...

He has no memories of the past, what is left in his heart besides hatred...disgust, resistance...

In the end, he still didn't want to...

What's the use of forcing him more?

He can no longer force him.

cannot--

White smoke rose from the censer in the corner of the empty room, his hair was half loose, and Ling Ran's figure revealed a trace of loneliness, as if someone had pinched his heart and his breathing was tight.

From the day he left, it should be clear that he is unwilling to return to Xuefeng, which is like a prison.

Is it true that once you miss it, it can only be forever?

When Shi Yuan opened his eyes, he raised his index finger and put his fingertips together to gouge out his heart. Thirteen auras suddenly flew out, representing the spiritual roots of the seven emotions and six desires, spinning around him non-stop.

Among them, the crimson root of emotion is constantly flashing, with a heartbeat every moment, and the other roots of emotions and six desires are completely covered in light in front of it.

Shi Yuan took a step in its direction, staring at it with pitch-black eyes, how could his withered roots of love become like this before he entered the world...

III, the first time he gouges out.

Since when did he have this person in his heart...

It was after he lost his memory, relying on that faint afterimage to search for his whole life, or while he was waiting, but he chased for too long, waited for too long, so long that he had carved this person into his bones .

He just wanted to have an ending with this person.

But he only wanted to leave. If he destroyed this root of love and lost his love, he would let him go free.

In this life, should I really let go...

Shi Yuan's eyes became far away, and his hand unconsciously stretched out towards the root of emotion. The unconscious murderous aura made it tremble, and while he was not paying attention, he directly burrowed into his heart.

The hand stopped in the air lonely, and the instant warmth in his heart made him close his eyes and clenched his hand tightly!

The last time, when he came back, he would personally ask him——

If he still wants to leave...

and he fulfilled—

Yan Lin, who was struggling with the pain of being separated from his mind and soul, did not know about this episode. The separation of his mind and soul was like the pain of picking bones, and his flesh and blood were separated. , he seems to have returned to his former body, looking at the people around him, experiencing everything he has experienced...

He went from hatred and resentment at the beginning, to numbness later, to plainness...

After going through it a few times, it seems that it really doesn't matter.

Afterwards, he once again forgot the time and the memory of the past three lifetimes, like a newborn baby.

Thoughts become blank, love, hate, anger and ignorance, everything is lost in the vast ocean of time.

The jade leaves suspended beside him emitted bursts of light.

The warm feeling made Yan Lin's frown slightly loosen, and Yan Zhentian's majestic face softened a little when he saw it.

Time passed, and the father and son stayed together for seven whole days.

……

seven days later

Yanlin and Yanzhentian stood on the mountainside of Gufeng, where there was no harsh environment on the top of the mountain, it was peaceful and stable.

There is a valve about the size of a person beside the two of them, which is a passage linking the mortal world, as long as they step in, they can directly reach the mortal world.

At this moment, Yan Lin didn't have a trace of spiritual power on his body, his eyes were like stars, and the setting sun was lingering at the end of his eyes, the light blue clothes matched his beautiful face, his temperament was soft and clear, he was no different from the green in the mortal world at first glance, Just a handsome young man.

Yan Zhentian stared at him, the child looked very Wan Wan.

After a while, he said with a sigh: "Everyone who cultivates the Tao should enter the world. Only by watching a lot can he be calm. Be careful when you go. All Daddy can do is wait for you to come back..."

Yan Lin pursed his lips and smiled: "Understood."

Yan Zhentian nodded, his tone paused, and he took out a red jade pendant from the storage bag he handed in: "...Your brother gave you the scarlet jade belt, don't leave it behind, it can protect you from evil spirits .”

Yan Lin took it with one hand and cast down his eyes.

"Okay." After speaking, he raised his head and looked at the person opposite: "Then I'm leaving."

Yan Zhentian waved his hand, there was no trace of reluctance on his face as deep as a knife, after all, he was still the majestic and self-restraining Master of Haoran Immortal Mansion, he thought to himself.

But when he turned around and took a step, a deep voice sounded from behind, not as rigid as usual, but with a much softer tone: "...Daddy will wait for you to come back."

Yan Lin's footsteps stopped, his heart was slightly astringent, but he didn't look back, he was afraid that he would be reluctant to turn around, so the corners of his mouth raised, and he nodded: "Mmm..."

Then he walked forward without hesitation, almost the moment he stepped in, his aura disappeared in the Haoran Immortal Mansion.

after awhile.

Yan Zhentian suddenly said loudly: "I have asked him to bring Chiyu."

The empty surrounding was quiet for a few seconds, and after a while, footsteps sounded, and a man in dark blue brocade came out slowly from behind a path.

His eyebrows and eyes are like stars, his appearance is handsome and gentle, and his manner is polite. He is also the Yiqing Immortal Lord of Zhongtian Realm.

Yan Jin lowered his eyes and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, father."

Yan Zhentian put his hands behind his back and turned to look at him with a complicated expression: "If you want to see him off, you can come out in person, why hide in the dark."

Yan Jin just laughed: "He despises me, so naturally he doesn't want to see me. If that's the case, then don't burden him."

Some rhetoric seems reasonable.

Yan Zhentian's eyes were fixed, and for a moment he didn't know whether to say that he was witty or timid. When did the two brothers become so strange.

When the child left just now, he didn't see him mentioning his favorite brother.

"If there's anything, just let it go."

The corner of Yan Jin's mouth still smiled slightly: "Yiqing understands."

Nodding his head, putting away his thoughts, Yan Zhentian suddenly looked to the rear left, which was the direction of Changtian Sword Sect.

"It's good to know, the old man will deal with you later."

The fate of master and apprentice is not determined by you. I originally thought that kid would recognize you as a master after a while, but things backfired, and I couldn't force it.

In the final analysis, our Haoran Immortal Mansion doesn't get along well with you dull and stubborn sword cultivators. Instead of getting bored with the two, we should simply leave.

Yan Jin stood behind him with an indifferent expression, as if he had no curiosity or thought about Yan Zhentian's words.

In Xuefeng's quiet room, heavy snow fell outside the window like a forest of goose feathers. While meditating quietly, Shi Yuan noticed that the perception power of the sword pattern had completely disappeared, and his fingertip touched it for a moment.