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

From that day on, Yan Jin didn't say anything to let him go back, but stayed with him silently, inseparable for seven days.

Later, Little Lingdang also woke up, but her mental state was very poor. She just glanced at Yan Jin, who appeared suddenly, and didn't look at him again.

Normally, he just sat on the side, staring out the window in a daze, his dark eyes didn't know what he was thinking, but the innocence of the past was no longer on that face.

This kind of atmosphere lasted for seven days. On the eighth day, Yan Lin finally spoke. This was the only sentence he said these days. Looking at him steadily, without emotion, the last trace of pure kindness and innocence seemed to be hidden, and the whole person became calm and sharp.

He said: 'I'm going back. '

Seeing him like this, Yan Jin had mixed feelings, but she still nodded and replied 'OK'.

But he knew that these three simple words were not a compromise, but a counterattack, the hatred after his oppression.

Starting from Yan Zhentian's death, everything is heading towards an irreversible place.

On the day they left, Yan Lin brought the little bell back to Han Qisheng's thatched house again. In the early morning, there was a layer of mist in the mountains, and the sunlight was dense, which made the place feel a bit fairy, and the furnishings in the house were still the same as when they left. It looks like, but the weeds in the garden are much deeper.

Those scenes from the past seemed to be still in front of his eyes, Yan Lin lowered his head and looked at the little bell.

The little girl just stood fixedly at the door, looking around everything with silent eyes, the courtyard, the corner, the inner courtyard, and the big bundle of candied haws placed in the house...

But she never sold a step, just stood like this.

Yan Lin didn't force anything, and stood with her for a while before squatting down.

In a gentle tone: "We should go."

After a while, she turned her gaze to the person in front of her, looked at Yan Lin, her pale and silent face was expressionless, but she nodded slightly.

Yan Lin took her hand, the slender and petite hand was cool, at least she still had the last trust in herself.

......

With the banquet brocade, the journey back was only a short time away, and when they opened their eyes again, they were already standing on Qifengxian Mountain.

The place where the eye can see is inside the palace city of Haoran Immortal Mansion. The white clouds in the sky are covered, and large black clouds hang down slightly. There are high walls, tiles, red walls and pavilions. There is a long white ribbon hanging from each corner of the eaves. After blowing and being raised high, clusters of white brocade were propped up on both sides of the entire square with huge pillars, like a blooming white flower.

Looking around, it is actually full of plain onyx.

In the empty space, the prosperity is still there, but the depression cannot be concealed. Even the air is filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Yan Lin looked at this once very familiar place, but it was a little strange for a while.

"I removed the people here and arranged them in the backyard. It looks a little more empty." Seeing him staring at the surroundings, Yan Jin said, her tone was the same as usual, but there was no trace of sadness.

Haoran Immortal Mansion is one of the three major immortal sects, with many spiritual veins and immortal mountains. Its profound heritage is not comparable to that of ordinary sects of cultivating immortals. According to the rules, now the palace master is killed and passed away, like a beheaded dragon, all the beasts around him are watching helplessly and waiting to share their food.

The depression at this moment is just the beginning, and there are more serious things waiting for them ahead.

Yan Jin looked at his quiet and deep side face, and said directly: "Now you are in Zhongtian Realm, you have to quickly integrate with your soul and restore your spiritual power, otherwise it will be very dangerous."

After hearing this, Yan Lin's eyes moved, and he turned sideways, looking at the face in front of him with deep eyes.

Meeting his gaze, Yan Jin didn't dodge in any way, but just smiled casually, and the two of them knew the hidden meaning in it at the moment.

He knew from the very beginning that Yan Lin had stripped his soul and went to the lower realm to break through the realm, so he was very clear about Yan Lin's every move, even if Han Qisheng didn't tell him where he was, he could easily find it.

Yan Lin lowered his eyes, and gave an invisible chuckle, and didn't want to ask any more questions, but just glanced at the countless white jade stairs in front of him, said good, and then walked forward.

At least the current Yan Jin is not his enemy, he will never allow anyone to touch the Haoran Immortal Mansion.

He first arranged the little bell in the west chamber, and ordered special people to take care of it, and then found the white jade box that Yan Zhentian hid after the soul was sealed.

He took the box and went to a secret dark room. The light inside was very dark, except for a moonstone on both sides of the corner, emitting silver light.

Yan Lin lowered his head and looked at the box in his palm with deep eyes, slowly opened it, and a pearl-sized bead flew out with a dazzling white light, instantly, the whole dark room seemed like daylight.

The pure spiritual power emanating from the beads blew winds in the room. Yan Lin's half-loose long hair was lifted up, and his clothes were turned up, making his elegant green clothes even more beautiful. He seemed to be standing under the moonlight. Gods.

It is difficult to take out the soul, but the fusion is extremely simple.

Seeing that the bead seemed to be conscious, it circled Yan Lin twice, and then jumped into his heart with joy. In an instant, Yan Lin was forced to take a step back, his eyes widened, and his pupils shrank , The warmth in the heart instantly filled up.

The spiritual veins in the body were awakened, and countless pure spiritual power poured into the limbs along the spiritual veins. The warm feeling made people unable to help but close their eyes and feel quietly. With the fusion of spirit and soul, the five senses Also started to become sensitive.

Then, a sword pattern on the forehead suddenly appeared, exuding a faint fluorescence, and attached a strong deterrent force. After a few moments, it became shallower and gradually disappeared.

At the same time, on the other side, at the bottom of the snow peak, in the center of the cold jade, the person who sat cross-legged for eight years, like a frozen god, suddenly had a sword pattern on his forehead, and the warm light dispersed the surrounding area. After a chill, the handsome and profound face became a little more breathy, the eyelashes moved slightly, and slowly opened to reveal the deep eyes, quietly staring at the emptiness in front of the darkness.

Just as Yan Lin was feeling the changes in his body, his originally stable heart suddenly felt a pain. The severe pain seemed to be pierced by a sharp knife, and he staggered a bit. His brows were instantly frowned, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

But with the complete integration of spirit and soul, after a while, the pain not only did not decrease, but intensified, a thin layer of sweat broke out on the forehead, and the hair stuck to the temples on the forehead.

This feeling seems to have been felt, on the day when he got the news of his death and found the answer.

At the time he thought it was just heart palpitations of sadness, but now it seemed that it wasn't.

He could feel that sudden sense of foreign body constantly stirring in his heart, and there was only one thing stored in his heart, and that was the phoenix egg.

Without any explanation, he immediately sat down cross-legged, changed his gestures and started the Suiyu Xinjue to dissipate the strange feeling in his heart.

And not long after he sat down, his whole body was covered by a layer of faint white light, and the two forces were constantly clashing and wearing away, and finally slowly merged with his soul.

The time inside the house is like frost standing still, but time flies outside the house. More than a dozen people rise and fall in the east and fall in the west. The confrontation became hot.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Lin suddenly opened his eyes!

After exhaling, his chest heaved violently like a fish in a marsh, and when he finally calmed down, he realized that his body was already dripping with sweat and his clothes were completely wet.

That half of a phoenix egg was embedded in his soul by accident...

He could feel a steady stream of spiritual power pouring out of his dantian. He had never felt such a feeling of fullness, and his cultivation level had reached at least three hurdles in a row.

Is that why the phoenix egg makes everyone flock to it so much?

But whose emotions did he feel?

Pain, despair, sadness, loneliness, longing... They are intricately intertwined, drawing a giant net, bound him to it in the sea of ​​consciousness, and then he was suddenly dragged down, sinking, sinking In the endless darkness, unable to breathe.

This kind of strong emotion lingered in his heart, like pouring down a bowl of the strongest wine, cutting every part of his body along his throat and breathing, causing burning pain.

Incomparably strange, but incomparably shocking.

Because it was too painful, he didn't even want to think about it.

He didn't know who these emotional memories belonged to, and there seemed to be more than one person, but it must be very difficult for that person to live.

It turns out that owning a phoenix egg and possessing this supreme cultivation level is not a carefree thing.

But he is different, he at least has the ability to take revenge now, didn't those black-clothed ghost-masked men want to frame him and destroy him, the third life also forced him to this point!

His close relatives and friends, their death always needs revenge!

Don't you really want to get the phoenix egg, so come and grab it!Counting old and new grudges together, how can it make you feel better!

……

Yan Lin took a rest and circulated his spiritual power in his body for three weeks. After everything calmed down, he opened the dark room and went out. When he went out, he found a change in the sky. Flying towards the Jinlan Palace, the sound of howling winds can be heard continuously around, obviously this is the scene of Da Neng fighting secretly.

Yan Lin narrowed his eyes, his face was full of coldness, and the fierce aura around him sank, like a cold soldier with a sheath, restraining his edge, he was completely different from the little prince from before.

It seems that those who are coveting in the dark can't wait to share the food.

That being the case, let him meet these wolves for a while!

The next moment, the figure disappeared and turned into a ray of light flying towards the Jinlan Palace!