Those Years When the Demon King Undercovered the Immortal Gate

Three days later.

Green Bamboo Courtyard.

The rain that had stopped for less than half a day began to fall again, and the rainwater accumulated on the eaves rolled down along the eaves, strung into thin threads and fell to the ground.

Song Changqing leaned on the soft couch in the study, holding a book in his hand.After hearing the knock on the door of "Dong Dong", he called "Come in".

Luanniao pushed open the door, walked into the room and stood not far from Song Changqing.

"Young master, there was some movement in Brother Luo's room just now."

Hearing Luanniao's words, Song Changqing leaned back the book in his hand and was stunned for a moment.

After a while, he sat up, put the book on the desk beside him, and sighed: "It's time to wake up, let's go and have a look."

In the side room in the backyard, Luo Zichen was lying on the soft couch in the room, his face was red, his body was struggling uneasily, and after a while, his head was covered in sweat.

After a quarter of an hour like this, I saw that he was slightly awake, and then he sat up suddenly from the bed.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Luo Zichen found that although his eyes were still a little blurry, he could already see the surrounding environment clearly.The familiar environment came into view, the entangled nightmare in his mind just now gradually dissipated, and the memory before coma began to wake up in his mind.

Wansheng Valley, Yinyang Cave, Soul Cultivation Mirror...

Luo Zichen's face changed, and he immediately got up and got out of bed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the white cloud treading boots placed in front of the couch were put on the feet, there was a "squeak" sound from the main door of the room, and when he looked up, he saw Song Changqing coming in from the outside, followed by Luan Niao .

After pushing Song Changqing into the room, Luanniao withdrew and closed the door at the same time.

"You're awake." In the room, Song Changqing looked at Luo Zichen and said.

Three days ago, Luo Zichen practiced the Reincarnation Sutra before forcibly pulling his realm back to the late stage of entering the void, leaving hidden dangers.

After fighting with Gao Zhuo, his breath was unstable and he was injured, and then he used his unstable soul power to forcibly gather the soul that was shattered by the soul-raising mirror.After several times, he was overwhelmed and finally vomited blood and passed out in a coma.

Fortunately, Song Changqing knew that Qingniao couldn't control Luo Zichen, so he asked Luanniao to take him to Wansheng Valley.When he arrived, he happened to save the man, and then brought him back to the Green Bamboo Courtyard, and gave him a lot of elixir, and only then did he wake up this time.

"When I arrived, neither the head nor the deputy head of Wansheng Valley were in the valley. Gao Zhuo took Tianyan and never disappeared..."

Song Changqing told Luo Zichen the story in detail, but Luo Zichen obviously didn't think about it.

He looked up at Song Changqing, his eyes were slightly red, and Song Changqing knew what he wanted to ask when he met his gaze.

"Besides, when I arrived, I found a soul-nourishing mirror in your hand." Song Changqing continued.

After Luo Zichen heard this, his eyes dropped, and his fingers resting on his side tightened slightly.

After a while, he asked, "What happened to the soul-raising mirror and the soul in the mirror?"

"When I arrived at Wansheng Valley that day, the soul-nourishing mirror you held in your hand was already cracked." Song Changqing replied.

Luo Zichen's fingers by his side sank into the cotton wool on the soft couch, and a patch of white was pinched at the knuckles of his fingers.

Song Changqing went on to say: "Although you wrapped the mirror with spiritual power, the shattering of the soul-nourishing mirror is not serious. But the soul is the most taboo to damage, even if it is lightly damaged, it is extremely difficult to recover..."

Having said that, Song Changqing glanced at Luo Zichen.

"I know." Luo Zichen tightened his brows, and his fingertips were trembling slightly.My heart is full of pain and self-blame, if he had checked it carefully after getting the soul-replenishing mirror that day, if he had delayed going to Wansheng Valley for a while...

"However, fortunately, there is still room for it." Song Changqing sighed when he saw Luo Zichen's tense body, and his tone became more relaxed: "He is practicing the art of condensing the spirit and soul, and you returned in time. He protected his soul with his soul power, so he is still alive."

"Life?" Hearing this, Luo Zichen's expression was visibly relaxed, "How is he... now?"

Song Changqing continued: "Now his soul is weak, and he is integrated with the soul-nourishing mirror, and cannot come out of the soul-nourishing mirror. The spiritual eye of Wanling Lake is rich in spiritual power, and it also has a somewhat nourishing effect on the soul. After returning, So I built a soul-gathering formation in the stone room where you retreated in the spiritual eye of Wanling Lake, and put the soul-raising mirror in it."

"Now the soul has barely stabilized. As for recovery, I'm afraid it will take some time."

"As for the details, you...you might as well go and see for yourself."

"I..." Luo Zichen folded his hands on his lips and nose, with a somewhat unconcealable tension and worry on his face.

After a while, he slowly said: "Okay."

After leaving the Green Bamboo Courtyard, Song Changqing and Luo Zichen entered the Lingmai Mine of Wanling Lake together, walked a few miles along the narrow and crowded mine, and passed through several specially arranged formations , the two returned to the place where Luo Zichen retreated.

Standing in the open space in front of the stone room, Luo Zichen waved his hand slightly, and an invisible force slowly pushed the stone door open.

The spiritual power in the spiritual eyes was so strong that it seemed to be substantial, and a burst of coolness came in and out of the pores, instantly shaking people's spirits.

Luo Zichen hesitated for a moment, then walked in, followed by Song Changqing.

Luanniao, who was in charge of pushing the wheelchair for Song Changqing, consciously waited outside the door.

The spiritual power in the stone room is a bit stronger than what I felt just now, but the surrounding environment is clearly visible through the luminous pearl embedded on the wall.

Luo Zichen scanned around, and soon found the stone platform in the southeast corner.Above the stone platform is the Soul Gathering Formation that Song Changqing mentioned earlier.

He walked over slowly, and he could see that lying in the middle of the soul-gathering array was the half-shattered soul-raising mirror.

Song Changqing stayed at the entrance, watching Luo Zichen's back without moving.

After Luo Zichen stopped in front of the stone platform, he pursed his lips tightly.

After a long time, he slowly revealed a ray of consciousness and carefully landed on the soul-cultivating mirror.

The air was a little frozen, and Song Changqing lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Luo Zichen's consciousness landed on the soul-cultivating mirror and examined it carefully.It seemed like only a moment passed, and it seemed like a long time before he saw a slight sigh of relief on his face.

Although Song Changqing had roughly learned about the situation just now, but at this moment he personally felt that Sima Xun's soul had not dissipated, which really made him feel relieved.

But after he breathed a sigh of relief, the expression on Luo Zichen's face became tense again.

Through his spiritual consciousness, he can feel that the soul attached to the soul-raising mirror in the soul-gathering array is very weak at this moment, as if it will disappear in front of his eyes in the next moment. Nourishment, barely maintained the shape of the soul.

Luo Zichen was worried about accidentally hurting the soul in it, so he didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to test it any more, so he quickly took it back.

Seeing this, Song Changqing drove the wheelchair over from the entrance and said, "Don't worry."

Luo Zichen nodded. Although Sima Xun's soul was weak, he could feel that it was slowly re-condensing, and there was always hope.

"It's just that I don't know how long it will take to fully recover..." Song Changqing sighed regretfully beside Luo Zichen.

Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years...

"It doesn't matter how long it takes." Luo Zichen's eyes were firm.

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