Cultivation of blazing love alone

"Little guy, stand aside." After a while, Yan Jin said softly to Chen Yixiang.

Although Chen Yixiang was puzzled, he still obediently returned to the side, looking at Yanjin with bright eyes.I don't know what he is going to do?

Yanjin looked at the distance between Chen Yixiang and him, thought for a few seconds and said, "Little guy, go five steps further."

"Hmm." The doubts and curiosity in his heart were getting bigger and bigger, and Chen Yixiang quickly took five steps back.

Yanjin circulated the Hunyuan Jue in his body, his right hand was surrounded by spiritual light, and he stretched out to the painting on the wall again, this time, there was no obstacle, Yanjin easily took the painting in his hand.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Chen Yixiang happily ran to Yan Jin's side, looked at the painting in his hand intently, and exclaimed, "Looking closely at the people in this painting, they seem to be real."

Yanjin smiled and said nothing, feeling slightly happy in her heart.He felt that the painting was a bit weird just now, as if it was separated by a thin layer of veil, which made the painting look very faintly hazy, and it couldn't be detected without careful observation.Then, he wanted to take the painting in his hand and study it carefully, but he didn't expect that he would be bounced back. This aroused his strong interest in his heart, and he tried to use the Hunyuan tactic to take the painting, but he didn't expect it to be successful.

Looking at the painting closely, he realized that there was a very weak layer of spiritual power on the surface of the painting. Although it was weak, it was very powerful. As good as ever.Time has gone through vicissitudes, but the spiritual power on the surface of this painting still has not dissipated, which shows how pure and rich it is.The person with spiritual energy on this painting is probably a strong man who can become a fairy in a short time.

Just looking at the trace of spiritual power in this painting, Yan Jin can vaguely guess the strength and glory of the Qingfeng Sect back then.But now, they are all overwhelmed by the years...

The strongest is nothing but time, and one day it will be wiped away by the years. The glory and excitement of the past are nothing more than Zhao Luer. Will the ending between him and the little guy be like this Qingfeng sect in the future?Can't escape the control of time?

Thinking of this, a burst of anger rose in Yanjin's heart in vain.No, Yanjin does not allow such things to happen!He is determined to join hands with the little guy until the sea dries up and the rocks die until the sky and the earth grow old...

He won't let time control his future with the little one.Longevity... yes, he wants to live the same life as the little guy!Only longevity can escape the flood of time.

"Yan, what are you thinking?" His face was so stern and determined.Chen Yixiang stayed aside, confused.

Yan Jin smiled, put the painting into the storage ring, stretched out his hand to embrace Chen Yixiang into his arms, and looked at him lovingly, "It's just a matter of decision."

"What's the matter?" Chen Yixiang raised his head halfway, curiosity flashed in Chen Yixiang's clear eyes.

Yanjin didn't answer, but just lowered her head and kissed him on the mouth.

Well, if Yan didn't want to say it, he didn't ask. "Shall we go and see other places?" Chen Yixiang raised the question enthusiastically, throwing the question to the back of his mind.

"Okay. I don't know where the spiritual spring the master said is..." Yan Jin murmured as he thought about what Master Liu Chen had said.

After Yan Jin said this, Chen Yixiang also remembered it. "Let's look for it, anyway, the most we have now is time..." The voice was quite helpless.

"En. Let's go." Yan Jin took Chen Yixiang's hand and walked towards the side door of the hall.

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