Rebirth of the Xuanmen Supreme

In fact, Xiaoyingling is really reliable.

Originally, Han Jingyun expected that it would take at least three days for his spiritual power to recover, but the reality was that he only practiced for one night, and the spiritual power in his body was restored to the original level, and there was even a surplus.

This is simply incredible.

Han Jingyun is very aware of the efficiency of his own cultivation. Compared with the mystic masters in this world, Han Jingyun is confident that he will not lose to anyone. His talent and strength are beyond doubt. However, this night's cultivation Efficiency, however, was even worse than when he was at the peak of his previous life.

This kind of feeling can only be described as mysterious, and this kind of mysterious is obviously brought about by the little baby spirit stuck to his shoulder.

"Little thing, what are you? A lucky star who came here specially to help me cultivate? Or, what kind of treasure are you talking about?" Han Jingyun looked at the little baby spirit who had been leaning on his left shoulder, his eyes were full of disbelief, He muttered to himself and asked, as expected, but failed to get any answer from Xiaoyingling.

After all, this little baby spirit can't say anything except "ahhh".

Now, Han Jingyun is very sure that this little thing is definitely not an infant spirit born out of human beings. Such pure aura cannot possibly come from human beings. No matter how you think about it, this little thing is more like the spirit of heaven, material and earth treasures....

But now is the age of doom, and it is even more difficult to cultivate a few spiritual plants, so how can such a precious spiritual creature be bred?

Han Jingyun thought over and over and couldn't figure it out, but he didn't come up with the answer, but Zhu Xiyan who came to ask him to go for a run.

"Xiaoyun, shall we not run today?" Zhu Xiyan just wanted to tease his younger brother. After all, his younger brother usually picked him up and carried him to run. There was no brotherly love at all. It was a rare time for him Brother was late, how could he easily let go of this opportunity!

"Brother, in fact, you can be more conscious and run by yourself." Han Jingyun regained consciousness for a second, and smiled gently as always when facing Zhu Xiyan.

"I don't want to be self-conscious! Hurry up! If you don't run with me, I won't run either!" Zhu Xiyan blatantly cheated, clearly binding himself to Han Jingyun.

At least, running and exercising must be bound, how can he be the only one who sweats hard!

"Okay, wait for me for a minute."

Five minutes was 5 minutes, and when Han Jingyun walked out of the bathroom refreshed, 5 minutes was just right. As usual, he picked up his brother, and the two of them went for a run in the garden.

Then, Han Jingyun was naturally asked why he was late, and Zhu Xiyan blindly guessed that he was insomnia.

"It's so strange, you haven't suffered from insomnia since you were a child!" Zhu Xiyan exaggeratedly expressed his emotion, and then, he held his face and waited for his brother's response.

"I didn't sleep, and I usually practice. Meditation is the best way for us Taoists to rest." Han Jingyun has lived like this for two lifetimes, and his way of meditation is more down-to-earth than ordinary mystic masters. It was lying down, and in the eyes of others, it was undoubtedly sleeping.

"Cultivation? Don't sleep? Has it always been like this? You can't be like this since you were a child? How can you do it alone..." Zhu Xiyan was stunned, obviously the monks and priests on TV would sleep, They also meditate. His brother is basically cultivating immortals, right?

Han Jingyun looked at his brother's shocked face, only to realize later that this common thing for him was a bit unthinkable for his brother, but he didn't regret saying it. These words.

After all, his brother will know sooner or later, and if possible, he still wants to bring his brother to practice together, even from life to life.

"Brother, for me, meditation practice is equivalent to a deep sleep, it will only be better than sleep, you don't have to worry." Han Jingyun patiently explained to Zhu Xiyan, but Zhu Xiyan didn't treat him at all. The unreserved trust was naturally successfully persuaded by him in the end.

"Then can I also meditate instead of sleeping? It feels amazing!" Zhu Xiyan ran, often abandoning the straight line when running, either circling around his brother or circling around the trees in the garden, anyway I've never run seriously, in Zhu Xiyan's words - I'm so tired from running, what if I don't have any fun?

"I think it's possible, but you can't do it all at once. Brother, shall I teach you how to cultivate? I think you have this talent." Han Jingyun's eyes suddenly lit up when he said this, and he said, "Brother, from now on, you Sleep with me, the spiritual power in my body can also affect your physique, making your body more suitable for cultivation."

This rhetoric was perfect, Zhu Xiyan couldn't refute it at all, and then he just nodded in agreement in such a daze, and when he went back to his room to sleep at night, he realized that Han Jingyun had moved all his pillows and quilts to his room very consciously went.

"Brother, we agreed to sleep together."

Zhu Xiyan: "..." I always feel that I have been tricked, but he has no proof.

However, Zhu Xiyan has long been used to sleeping with Han Jingyun. After all, you can't ask someone who will be allergic to an electric blanket, and the hot water bottle won't keep it warm, and will definitely freeze until he wakes up in the middle of the night. Sleeping alone and sleeping under the bed of my younger brother is definitely the most economical and affordable way to keep warm.

When it came to cultivation, Zhu Xiyan was still a little excited, and when he got into bed, he looked at his brother with bright eyes, "What should I do? Should I put my palms together? Or should I sit and meditate like on TV?"

Han Jingyun: "..." His brother really watched a lot of TV recently, and his imagination has become richer than before, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Brother, have you seen me sitting and meditating?"

Zhu Xiyan: "..." Do you still have to stand while meditating?His facial expression had already written what he was thinking in his heart, and Han Jingyun could understand it at a glance.

"Don't stand, lie down, be good, and sleep well. As long as our bodies are in contact, the spiritual power can be transmitted. I will use my spiritual power to affect your physique little by little." The theory, in fact, is an idea of ​​Han Jingyun's previous life. He once thought about researching and confirming it, but a ghost king appeared, which disrupted his original plan and interrupted his life in the previous life. Mention again.

This time, he will definitely study it thoroughly, because it is related to his brother, and it is also related to his and his brother's happiness.

"Oh, I feel a little nervous for no reason...

"Don't be nervous, I'm here."

Then, Han Jingyun soon discovered that Zhu Xiyan, who was talking nervously, fell asleep in his arms with peace of mind in less than 5 minutes, the kind who pinched his face a few times and didn't wake up .

"Brother, your nervousness is really not sincere." Everyone is so nervous that he can't fall asleep, but his brother is fine, he is so nervous that he falls asleep every minute. fragrant.

Perhaps, his brother is more suitable for the traditional way of meditation, otherwise, how to practice this attribute of falling asleep when lying down?Do you practice in a dream?Or... double cultivation?

Well, it is necessary to study the way of double cultivation.

"Ahhh!" Han Jingyun was watching him fascinated, Xiaoyingling suddenly yelled, turned his head and saw that Xiaoyingling had an anxious expression on his face, and his little finger pointed out the window, as if to ask him to go out, and Still very persistent, if he doesn't move, the little guy has the meaning of pointing out the window to the end of time.

"What's outside? Or what will happen?" The moment he looked out the window, Han Jingyun had a feeling that something was about to happen, and the direction of Xiaoyingling's finger, more seriously, should be ... the direction where the third uncle's house is located.

Could it be that something happened to Uncle and Aunt?Thinking of the shadow he saw when he was doing the fortune-telling for the third aunt, he couldn't help but frowned slightly. Without hesitation, he got off the bed lightly, and put up an enchantment to cover his brother inside, and then quietly passed through the window. Leaped out and disappeared into the boundless night in an instant.

Following Xiaoyingling's guidance, Han Jingyun finally came to the third bedroom of Zhu's family.

At this time, the Zhu family's third-bedroom villa was already in chaos, with occasional fires flickering inside, and screams continued.

"Grandpa! Grandma..." Zhu Weiran's terrified cry came from the room, which was clearly audible, and the housekeeper who had met once was directing people to put out the fire.

The situation is already obvious, the third uncle and the third aunt of the Zhu family were trapped in the fire.

Without any hesitation, Han Jingyun took one step and jumped into the air. He immediately saw the place where the fire was most intense. It was a room on the third floor. Han Jingjing looked very familiar with the two figures inside.

If it wasn't Uncle Zhu and Aunt Zhu, who could they be?

"Arson, this is too vicious!" But, can Da Fang really do this to this extent?Han Jingyun always felt that something was wrong. After all, the third bedroom of the Zhu family basically had nothing to do with the inheritance rights of the Zhu family's property, so there was really no need to target it like this.

However, at this moment, it is obviously not the time to think deeply about this kind of problem. When Han Jingyun was thinking, people had already taken action.

Han Jingyun chose a window far away from the two of them, kicked it violently, and kicked the window to pieces. He jumped into the room smoothly. In the critical places where you can escape, such as doors and windows, it is like deliberately blocking the people in the house from going out. This is a job that requires a lot of skills.

"Xiaoyun! It's great that you're here! Please, take your third aunt out, she's pregnant, and she can't bear such a crime..." When Third Uncle Zhu saw Han Jingyun, it was as if he had seen a savior. He was sure that Han Jingyun would be able to save them, without any doubt, he couldn't help but put his wife, who had been protecting him in his arms, into Han Jingyun's arms.

Han Jingyun naturally refused to do it, and raised his hand to stop Uncle Zhu's movement.

"Third uncle, there is something wrong with the fire. None of you can stay here for long. I will take you out." Right now, putting out the fire is not the point, but saving people is the point.

Uncle Zhu is not stupid. He understood the deep meaning of Han Jingyun's words as soon as he heard it, and immediately stopped messing around. He held his wife tightly in his arms and followed Han Jingyun closely.

When he was outside, Han Jingyun wasn't sure yet, but when he entered the room and felt it up close, he immediately understood that this was not an ordinary flame at all, but an evil fire with evil power. This evil fire was an upgrade of ghost fire The plate should belong to the underworld, without a special medium, it is impossible to ignite in the underworld.

This was obviously a conspiracy, aimed at Uncle Zhu and Aunt Zhu, or the child in Aunt Zhu's stomach?

He didn't see anything special about this child before, and the calculated birth date was also mediocre, so he would be targeted for no reason.

Unless, what he saw was all fake.