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

When Yan Lin woke up, it was already the morning of the next day. He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the roof of the wooden house. Because no one had used it for many years, the wood had turned yellow and heavy, and it was covered with white spider webs. Pressing his temples, his body has no spiritual power in the mortal world, and he only feels a sharp pain in the corner of his forehead.

Sitting up, her long hair fell on her chest, and the closed wooden door opened a gap, allowing some cold wind to blow in.

The picture before losing consciousness rushed into his mind, and he suddenly remembered what Han Qisheng said, he was going to find those masked men in black, and he was going to bring back the little bell!

'...The deserted house in Gaofu is waiting for Little Bell to come back...take her away'

He suddenly opened his eyes wide and got up quickly. He didn't know the relationship between Han Qisheng and those black-clothed ghost-masked men, but if they really met directly, they would definitely be close to death!He had to find them quickly!

But as soon as he got up, something fell off him and landed on the ground. Yan Lin looked down and saw a brown envelope landed at his feet. Yan Lin frowned slightly with doubts in his eyes, but he Still bent down and picked up the envelope.

On the front of the envelope, there are four words "Brother Banquet, Dear Brother".

It must have been left by Han Qisheng when he left.

Yan Lin opened it with a hint of confusion. After a while, his suspicious eyes became surprised, but he was as quiet as mist for a while, until finally he clenched the page of the letter tightly. Because of too much force, the back of his white hand turned a layer of blue. There was a heavy look on the serious face.

He held his breath, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, there was only indescribable complexity in his dark eyes.

The door was still open, and the wind was blowing, making an unpleasant sound.

In the end, he still chose to run out.

The weather in the mortal world is fickle. One moment is clear and the next moment may be drizzled. The gray sky is like a layer of gray veil, and the sun cannot be seen. The dark clouds in the sky are slowly approaching, and it is a bit depressing for no reason.

"Brother Yan, when you read this letter, you must be safe. You and I have not known each other for a long time, but I know that you are pure in nature, and I know that I am ashamed of you. There are some words that I have no face to talk to. You make it clear.

I have always been under the control of others, and I have done many wrong things during my ups and downs. Back then, I secretly leaked my whereabouts to Fenghuanglin and his party and let them follow them. You almost died, and it was also when I made Master touch the Phoenix feather I told the person behind me about the situation, because he told me that only people who are pregnant with phoenix eggs will have this kind of mutation.

In order to coerce Jianzu to hand over the phoenix eggs, he will take you away. Finally, at the stake of your life, let Jianzu dig out the phoenix eggs, and you are seriously injured.

Originally, there were dark tides everywhere in this world of heaven, but I helped the tyrant to do evil, and became the one who delivered the knife.

It is also because of my own selfish desires that I trap you here and make it difficult for you to move forward.

Qisheng knows that the crime is unforgivable, and is willing to make up for it with all his strength, but Xiaolingdang is innocent, so please treat her kindly. "

The sound of the howling wind kept passing by his ears, and the sound of birdsong echoed in the woods. It was a little deserted. The physical strength of a mortal could not last long. After a while, he was tired and out of breath, and his temples were wet with sweat, but his palms were cold. Refreshing.

Quiet eyes stared at the ground absentmindedly.

It turned out that Han Qisheng belonged to them, so he could always appear at some critical moments, but he never doubted him.

He suddenly remembered the time when he was captured, when Shi Yuan came in, with a pale complexion, scattered spiritual power around him, and the strong smell of blood. Looking back carefully, those dark eyes deeply moved Lin Ping. There was some palpitation in Ji Ji's heart.

So was it because he pulled out the phoenix egg?

Also, if he hadn't arrived in time in Phoenix Forest back then, he would have been the one who touched Phoenix's feathers.

Then the phoenix egg in his body will be exposed.

So, is he actually saving him in this life?

why?

Why did he do this? Is it because he has memories of the past, feels guilty, and sincerely regards himself as an apprentice, has that master-student relationship, or is he also like himself, having the first memory of that mountain?

He was not sure.

But it doesn't matter, he always has a chance to test it out, and now he has to find Han Qisheng's tiny bell first!

After an hour of running around, Yan Lin finally arrived at Gao's desolate building. In the early morning, the grass and trees on the roadside were covered with a lot of dew. After rushing all the way, the whole clothes were soaked, and there were many mud stains on the corners. A burst of moist coolness.

But looking around, there was nothing but barrenness. He went in and looked around, but he still couldn't find Little Bell.

Are people not here?

Yan Lin frowned, and after a while, he took out a white charm from his arms, on which a lifelike white butterfly was drawn, which was a spirit-seeking charm.

He saw this by accident in a shop in the Mortal Realm. In the Middle Heaven Realm it was just an inconspicuous gadget, but in the Mortal Realm it was a rare thing to find people. He also picked it up by chance. Here it is, this one.

Throwing the talisman into the air, it instantly turned into a white butterfly. The light catfish flapped its wings, and a little bit of fluorescent light fell. It paused in the air, and then flew forward. Seeing this, Yan Lin hurriedly followed.

After running wildly all the way, Yan Lin finally found the little bell on the side of a barren mountain not far away.

But Yan Lin, who was looking for someone, shrank his pupils and his eyes tightened. He never thought that such a scene would greet him.

Thin mist is wrapped around the surroundings. In the faintly bright morning light, there is a sunken open space in front of it. The little bell is sitting on the ground, staring blankly at the front. There is no light in those bright and lovely eyes, like a pitch black The abyss of nothing but despair.

There was a person lying on her knees, her head was tightly held in her arms, the familiar wooden hairpin fell off at some point, her long black hair was scattered on the ground, her eyes were closed, and she had a clean and beautiful face There was only a deathly paleness, and the ragged clothes on his body seemed to be torn apart, and could barely cover a part.

The exposed skin was full of traces of ravages, and it seemed clear at a glance what he had experienced.

Han Qisheng died, and died of being insulted.

Yan Lin's heart trembled, and he stared at them with trembling eyes, he didn't even dare to take a step forward.

He stood like this for quite a while before Little Bell came back to his senses, looked at Yan Lin with dead eyes, and Yan Lin raised his eyes and bumped into the darkness, as if feeling the despair, his breathing was choked.

He only heard the little girl's mouth softly, faintly like a shallow breath, she said: "Brother, he is asleep, I can't wake him up no matter what."

At this moment, Yan Lin's throat was hoarse, and the hands beside him were slowly clenched, because the back of his hands turned blue because of too much force, he didn't know how to speak to comfort, and he didn't know what to comfort.

For Little Bell, this person is her heaven, her whole world, and the world has collapsed, so what should she do...

'Help me take care of the little bell. '

He promised Han Qisheng, and he couldn't break his promise.

He closed his eyes, slowly loosened his clenched hands, raised his feet and walked forward, walked a few steps, stopped, and opened his mouth to say something, when a sudden change occurred.

Han Qisheng's body suddenly glowed with white light, and right under their noses, this body began to gradually become lighter and lighter, and continued to dissipate!

how so!

How could his cultivation base of a Jindan period dissipate, how could it be--could it be!

Before he died, his cultivation base was abolished...

Yan Lin's face turned pale, and he hurried forward. He raised his hand to stop it, but found that the white light passed through his palm and slowly disappeared into the air.

He forgot that he was just a mortal now.

Mortals who can't do anything...

"elder brother……"

Seeing Han Qisheng's gradually mutilated body, Little Lingdang suddenly panicked, raised her hand and kept touching the dissipated white light, her voice trembling softly, full of fear and fear.

The tears that kept falling were like sharp swords, piercing Yan Lin's heart continuously, throbbing with pain.

What to do, what should he do.

At this time, Han Qisheng's body dissipated even faster, without giving him a chance to think about it, and in the end there was only a piece of fluorescent light left in the air.

"Brother!" Little Bell's hoarse voice was still in his ears.

Looking at the white light, he seemed to think of something, and took out a red jade pendant from his bosom.

Chiyu has the function of meditation and protection of the gods, which can eliminate the evil thoughts in the heart. It may also be useful for stabilizing the soul, but he is not sure, so he can only try it!

The shining white light, which was rising and disappearing, stopped moving, as if being pulled by something, hovered for a while, and then changed direction, slowly approaching the direction of Yan Lin!

Really useful!

The remaining white light gradually converged, forming a thumb-sized white pearl at a speed visible to the naked eye. Yan Lin knew that this was Han Qisheng's soul.

But this size is wrong, indicating that the soul is not complete, it is incomplete!

And the incomplete soul has no way to enter the six reincarnations at all, it can only disappear slowly with the consumption of time.

Yan Lin's eyes sank, and he put the red jade and the remaining souls into the storage bag. He could only see if there was a way later. Now he had to take the little bell and leave first. If those people killed another one and returned to the carbine, then the two of them All dead.

After collecting the things, he walked up to Little Bell, raised his hand to wipe the tears on her face, and said softly, "Little Bell, please leave with me first?"

She looked at the person in front of her, her vision had long been blurred, and she tried her best to see the person in front of her clearly.

"But, my brother is gone...what should I do." The immature voice was hoarse with the trill of crying, but it made people's heart tense.

Yan Lin forced himself to keep smiling, and patted her head: "He hasn't disappeared, you leave with me first, and I'm slowly telling you, where is my brother?"

She grasped Yan Lin's hand tightly, and nodded obediently.

Yan Lin smiled as he felt the ice-cold warmth in his hand.

"Then let's go."