When Immortal Venerable was called off in public

At night, the moonlight poured over the mountains and rivers, and in an unremarkable cave, there was a strong bonfire, and a warm jade bed appeared out of thin air, which could accommodate two people, with white clothes and purple shirts mixed together, and a white but powerful arm hanging down. On the edge of the bed, fingertips were tossed until they were pink and tender, and the cool wind blew in. Emperor Wang Yuan gently took Wen Qing's hand back, put it in his arms to cover it, and set a barrier around the outside.

Just now, he was in the middle of his heart, and his whole body was burning with desire, but he didn't feel cold.

"Thirsty?" Liu Wangyuan leaned over and asked.

However, under the double stimulation of his soul and body, Su Wenqing could no longer speak a word, his lips moved, and he sank into the darkness completely.

Liu Juyuan chuckled, and tightened the person into his arms very strangely, then half leaned against the head of the bed, took out the previously auctioned "Dream Stone" from the ring, fiddled with it gently, and first put the The black skin is removed, and then finely polished with spiritual power.

It is said that dual cultivation loses wisdom, but Emperor Wangyuan doesn't think so. He has been hanging above the six realms of all living beings. No matter how diligent his cultivation level is, his heart is always empty. He felt that he was more at ease than ever before, and the person in his arms was the key to his stability.

Su Wenqing felt the familiar fascination. He waited for the dizziness to pass and slowly opened his eyes. It was still the same stone table with Wei Sheng sitting in front of it.

The corner of Su Wenqing's mouth twitched suddenly.

The last time I met Wei Sheng, he was still in the posture of being an exile, but this time he was lying on the stone table with a root in his mouth, sighing leisurely: "When will I be able to go out~"

Su Wenqing: "..." This style of painting seems wrong.

Hearing the movement, it seemed to Wei Sheng that Su Wenqing met his eyes, and sat up from the stone table in a jerk. He was very embarrassed, the embarrassment visible to the naked eye, but soon he calmed down, as if nothing happened Sitting back on the stool, he conjured up a tea set and teacup, motioning to Su Wenqing casually: "Come here?"

But Wen Qing Xianjun has always pursued the word "truth", and he didn't give face, and said a little bluntly: "I saw it."

Wei Sheng: "..."

After a long silence, Wei Sheng sighed, "You, just pretend you didn't see it. I thought I could pretend a few times. Why didn't you say anything when you came?"

Su Wenqing: "I didn't know I could come." I thought it was a simple dream, but Wei Sheng really existed.

Innate spiritual roots, rebirth and reciprocation...

Su Wenqing understood.

"You have left a mark on your heavenly spirit bones." Su Wenqing said firmly.

Wei Sheng didn't hide anything, and nodded: "Well, at that time, the souls were scattered, and all I can do is to try my best to keep one soul."

Su Wenqing sat down opposite Wei Sheng, very puzzled: "It's not that the complete soul cannot reshape the physical body by relying on the heavenly spirit bones, but a mere soul cannot bring you back to life."

"I thought they would take my Heavenly Spirit Bone Refiner." Wei Sheng said sadly.

Su Wenqing's brows twitched, and he reacted instantly, "You want the spirit bone to become a weapon spirit after being refined?!"

Just like the sword spirit, the Qi spirit is a kind of spirit in the world, either naturally produced or brought about by the human soul. Wei Sheng chose the latter, but once he becomes a Qi spirit, he will no longer be a human cultivator and have no afterlife!

But on reflection, it seemed like the best solution at the time.

"The spirit of the weapon is better than dissipating completely." Wei Sheng smiled, but he couldn't hide the loneliness and regret in his eyes. He was silent for a long time before suppressing those strong and deep emotions, and continued with a calm tone: " I had calculated everything correctly at the time, but I didn't expect that Ze Yu would come back early. He stole my heavenly spirit bone and brought it back to the Hongwei Secret Realm, so that my last soul would be trapped on the spirit bone and could not be released until you Appear." Wei Sheng looked at Su Wenqing, raised his eyebrows slightly, "The innate spiritual root that came out again has been inherited by me, so we can meet each other."

Su Wenqing digested what Wei Sheng said, and suddenly realized that Mie Lingjun was a bit miserable. He tried his best not to let those people refine Wei Sheng's Heavenly Spirit Bone, but he didn't want to delay these thousands of years. .

But blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, and there are also benefits that cannot be seen, that is, Wei Sheng has met a second innate spiritual root, and can be reborn through him.

Su Wenqing nodded, fully understanding, "Last time you said that I must cultivate to be in sync with my soul, otherwise what would happen to you?"

"I'll be very uncomfortable." Wei Sheng grimaced slightly, "Your consciousness is uneven, and my range of activities is limited." He pointed to the stone table in front of him, and the half-foot range around him, "Add Work hard, Xianjun, if I stay in this square inch, I will really suffocate to death."

Su Wenqing pondered for a moment: "...So you have this kind of temperament."

"Ah." Wei Sheng smiled: "Do you think I'm someone who doesn't touch the mortal world? The image in your heart is Ze Yu. I liked teasing him back then!"

Mentioning Lord Mie Ling, Wei Sheng's whole being became alive, his eyes shone thinly, clear and bright, as if he had never been separated from his lover.

"Back then..." Su Wenqing whispered, "Did it hurt?"

When Wei Sheng heard the words, he turned his head to look, and suddenly waved his hand: "I'm going back."

Su Wenqing's body lightened, his eyes were covered by clouds and mist, he saw Wei Sheng still smiling faintly.

At this moment, Su Wenqing felt hatred in his heart!

He clearly knew what Wei Sheng had encountered - skinning to make drums, cramp to make strings, blood to make paintings, life souls to dissipate, this is definitely the pain that no one can bear, no matter what level of cultivation and powerhouse he is!Maybe it's all because of his innate spiritual roots. Su Wenqing always felt empathy for what happened to Wei Sheng. If it weren't for the presence of Emperor Zun, once his innate spiritual roots were exposed, he would have run out of oil and died. It's just the two Wei Shengs, people's hearts are really cold sometimes, and they become a sharp sword that pierces through Su Wenqing's heart and lungs, but no matter how sharp it is, it can't compare to Wei Sheng's gentle and clean smile at the moment.

How did they manage to deal with such a good person?And how did he trick Lord Mie Ling to repair the Qingtian barrier while bullying his Taoist companion?

Su Wenqing hated these bastards who kneaded the purest and the best into the mud.

It was also at this moment that his state of mind suddenly changed, like a mirror floating out of the water, not a bit dusty, but extraordinarily bright.

Lang Yue used to have a lot of worries, because Su Wenqing was a fairy king, so he didn't dare to make any mistakes, worrying that one inadvertent would shame the sect and be charged with "killing innocent people indiscriminately", but now he is not a fairy king, no Need to do everything, of course he can't do it, from now on, Lang Yue beheads those who deserve to be beheaded, he only asks his own heart, as long as he is innocent, he will never hesitate!

"Om~" Lang Yue came out of Su Wenqing's spirit. For a moment, the sword light was victorious, and the profound meaning was infinite. The top of the mountain was as bright as day in an instant.

"Understood." Liu Wangyuan was unavoidably surprised, he didn't expect him to work so hard, his Taoist companion was still thinking about something else, but at the same time he was a little proud, he was worthy of the respect of the Six Realms, and he was really talented endowed.

"Tsk." Liu Juyuan suddenly showed displeasure: "Lang Yue played with it, what does it matter to you?"

Fen Ke almost roared in Liu Wangyuan's soul.

Emperor Wang Yuan's head hurt from his noise, he released the sword loosely, and Fen Kui moved to Lang Yue's side immediately, but only for a moment, it found that Lang Yue's sword intent had changed, so he waited obediently , Waiting for Lang Yue to follow his master's mind to understand the way of the sword, then he stepped forward cautiously and rubbed the blade of the sword.

Under the horrified gaze of Emperor Wang Yuan, Lang Yue responded, and it stood crosswise with Fen Kui, as if two people were wrestling with each other.

Liu Wangyuan: "..." Although Fenhu is his natal sword, it really doesn't match up well with Langyue.

Emperor Wang Yuan spent the whole night refining weapons, and Su Wenqing slept all night. When he woke up, he was neatly dressed and covered with a thin blanket. He felt refreshed. After taking the medicine... Su Wenqing stuck his head into Emperor Zun's robe, sniffing the cold incense to calm down.

"Caught two rabbits." Liu Juyuan's voice sounded with a smile: "Get up and eat."

Su Wenqing responded, stood still, cast a spell to get dressed, sat down next to Liu Wangyuan, tore a few pieces of rabbit leg meat to pad his stomach, and then told the truth about Wei Sheng.

Liu Wangyuan's face gradually became solemn, his handsome eyebrows were so twisted that he could kill a fly, when Su Wenqing finished speaking, he pulled him in a little bit, pressed Wenqing's temple with one hand, and probed into his soul to examine it carefully. , but nothing was found, perhaps because Wei Sheng is also an innate spiritual root, Wen Qing also got his inheritance, so the aura of the two of them merged perfectly, so perfect that Liu Wangyuan wondered if all this was Su Wenqing's illusion.

Of course not, what Su Wen can confirm is true.

Knowing what Emperor Zun was worried about, Su Wenqing explained: "Wei Sheng will not take me away."

Liu Juyuan didn't say a word, he didn't care who Wei Sheng was in the past or who he is now, he just wanted to ensure the safety of his Taoist companion.

"Recover your cultivation first." Liu Juyuan said in a deep voice, "I will tell him personally when he regains his soul."

There was a moment of silence, just when Su Wenqing thought Emperor Zun was still digesting, he heard the man scold coldly: "Mie Lingjun is a waste! His Taoist companion is on the bone of the heavenly spirit, and he didn't even notice it! "

Su Wenqing: "..." From my inheritance to the present, you haven't discovered it yet.

No, Emperor Zun is the most powerful.

Just such a small flaw that came out with great difficulty, was also asked to clear it up by myself.

As I said before, every time Su Wenqing breaks the realm, ninety-nine returns to one, but that was after he became well-known. The previous golden elixir was not Dzogchen, but this time it was really extraordinary. The continuous muffled thunder was a warning from Heavenly Dao. Sensing the overwhelming power, Emperor Wang Yuan became more diligent in refining weapons and medicines.

Breaking through the realm is crossing the catastrophe, if you succeed, you will gain the Tao, if you fail, you will be dissipated. Tianlei doesn't care about any kindness. Su Wenqing has experience, so there is no problem. He asked clearly that he has suffered enough in this life, and no one deserves to embarrass him anymore, including Tiandao, if there are disciples from the great sect to cross the catastrophe, they will also be protected by various pills and magic weapons to ensure that they will be fine. Su Wenqing couldn't interfere too much if he successfully broke through this time, but fortunately, his hands are better than countless alchemists and craftsmen, and the treasures are poured out basket by basket.

Su Wenqing took the "Thunder Umbrella" from Emperor Zun, No. 12, and it can be used when ascending.