Li Changan rubbed his eyebrows, feeling as if he had a cerebral infarction, or even a cerebral hemorrhage. If he was not rescued, he might go to see Jesus in this world.
"It's just a third-grade Dao fruit. Since you want to eat it, there's no need to be reluctant." Jiang Xuan snorted coldly and patted Nezha's shoulder. "Since you want to eat it, I'll go to Taixuan Peak and transplant the ginseng fruit tree here. You can eat it whenever you want."
"Great, great." Little Nezha clapped his hands and jumped up and down.
Li Changan turned around and left decisively. He felt that if he didn't get away, he might be angered to death by these two women, one big and one small, at any time.
"Big Brother, was there anything wrong when we went to Shenxiang Peak just now?" Under the old locust tree, Houyi wiped the bluestone table seriously and arranged several rattan chairs neatly in two rows before he breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Changan frowned, "In just a few days, Qianyang Valley and Wanjian Mountain were wiped out one after another, and now even the Xuanwu lineage of Sifang Pavilion has been uprooted."
"In a place we cannot see, there is a cruel demon who is quietly slaughtering the practitioners of Northern Continent."
Hou Yi frowned, "Chakravartin?"
"You think it's that guy too?" Li Changan was a little surprised. "That's right. As far as Beizhou is concerned, the Wheel King is the only known outsider so far, and he also has the ability to wipe out the Xuanwu Pavilion. Naturally, he is the most suspicious."
"But I have a feeling that the Purple Star Emperor of Beitianmen, who has never appeared, may be closely related to this matter."
Sifang Pavilion is located in the southwest of Beizhou, while Beitianmen is located in the central and southern directions. The two holy places are thousands of miles apart, but compared to several other holy places, it is the closest.
"It's possible. After all, Emperor Ziwei also has the power to destroy a sect." Houyi nodded.
Li Changan casually pulled out a rattan chair and lay down. "Keep a close eye on it. At least, we can't let that guy set his sights on my Taixuan Sect."
Houyi looked at the recliners that had just been neatly arranged but were messed up again by Li Changan, and couldn't help but grit his teeth.
Just as he was about to complain, he saw Sun Wukong and Kong Xuan coming over. One of them pulled over a rattan chair and stomped on it a few times, sending grass debris flying everywhere.
"...I'll go back to my room and lie down for a while." Houyi turned and left.
Li Changan glanced at Houyi with amusement and narrowed his eyes.
He was thinking about what Dan Yun Zhenren had said to him at Shen Xiang Peak before, and couldn't help feeling a little annoyed.
"That old bastard is always trying to do bad things to me. Damn it, that old bastard is feeling uncomfortable just because he has some free time. Why should I preside over the Chengjian Conference? Why should I ask for the spiritual power of Master Taixuan? Why should the Chengjian Conference be held in my Jiufeng?"
Li Changan felt very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do.
Although he did not have much affection for Chen Bailou and Tang Guang, and did not want to be caught up in this chaotic vortex, he still had feelings for Taixuan Sect. Zhenren Danyun begged him earnestly, and he really could not bear to refuse.
He was somewhat envious of Jiang Xuan's character. If he were in Jiang Xuan's place, that guy would definitely reject him mercilessly, and even spit at the old man before leaving.
Well, I am a sentimental person, different from that frigid person.
Li Changan comforted himself in this way.
"It's just... asking for Master Taixuan's spiritual power? Was there such a step in the last Sword Inheritance Conference?"
Li Changan scratched his head, somewhat confused.
Forget it, let’s not worry about it for now, we’ll talk about it later.
Li Changan closed his eyes and sank his mind into the soul jade in front of his chest. After being nourished by the soul jade, Shen Qingyi's yang soul was no longer as weak as before, but it was still in a sleeping state most of the time, and the time she woke up was very few.
"Girl?" Li Changan called softly through his spiritual consciousness through the soul jade.
After about half an incense stick of time, the shrunken version of Shen Qingyi lying in the soul jade rubbed her eyes, slowly sat up, and then stared blankly at the void in front of her with a confused look on her face.
Li Changan knew that this was because her yang soul was weak and had not yet fully recovered. Her thoughts and memories were chaotic. She was now like a baby who had just woken up.
Li Changan's consciousness turned into a phantom and stopped quietly in front of Shen Qingyi. He reached out and stroked Shen Qingyi's illusory hair, his eyes full of doting.
"It's okay, girl. Once your Yang Soul recovers, I will teach you the method of soul cultivation and find a way to rebuild your true body."
"Don't worry, I will definitely bring you back to life. When the time comes, you must not do anything stupid again."
"Girl, Senior Brother, I miss you."
Seeing Shen Qingyi's yang soul shadow slowly closing her eyes and falling into sleep again, a trace of sadness flashed in Li Changan's eyes.
There are some feelings that you can only truly see clearly when you lose them, just like wine, which becomes stronger and stronger as time goes by.
Similarly, some hatred will not fade away no matter how long time has passed, but will only become stronger and stronger.
"Gulai..."
Li Changan gritted his teeth, and Ling Rui's murderous intent flashed across his face.
After his spiritual consciousness came out of the soul jade, Li Changan's mind once again sank into the black stone obtained from the Huaihe Yin Kui.
Ever since he got this black stone and the Tianyin*Taoist Scripture recorded in it, Li Changan clearly noticed that the power of his Yang Soul was growing faster. As his Yang Soul grew stronger, the Spirit Sea Soul Pool was also expanding.
Although the Tianyin* Taoist Scripture was obtained from Yin Kui of Qingyun Mountain, it is obvious that Daoxuan Tianzun of Beitianmen also has a close connection with this secret method. Moreover, this black stone is extremely mysterious and has a very abnormal enhancing effect on Yang Soul.
Li Changan estimated that this thing should be a spiritual treasure that is no less than the heavenly level.
"Can this mysterious black stone be directly put into the soul pool to cultivate the power of the yang soul?" Li Changan thought to himself.
After thinking about it, he felt that there was nothing wrong, so he took out the black stone from the storage bag and pressed it against his forehead. The next moment, a strange black stone appeared in the spiritual sea and slowly fell towards the soul pool.
With the appearance of the black stone, the entire spiritual sea slowly underwent some strange changes. First, the power of the star light became completely quiet and even stopped flowing.
The halo of the destiny star in the star map converged, and the entire spiritual sea became very empty in an instant.
Yes, empty.
The spiritual sea, which was originally filled with the power of the stars under the influence of the destiny star, strangely became empty and vast.
And at this moment, the black stone finally sank into the soul pool.
The soul power in the soul pool began to boil and evaporate, and a strange pain suddenly appeared, as if the soul was torn apart by a force.
However, before Li Changan could scream, he only felt a loud bang, like tinnitus, and his entire sensory world came to a brief halt.
No, it's not just stagnation.
Li Changan was surprised to find that the old locust tree on the top of Jiufeng Peak appeared in his field of vision. He saw himself squinting under the old locust tree, and saw Xing Tian sitting aside who seemed to have noticed something.
Slowly, he saw the entire Xiaoqiong Peak, and saw the sword energy obtained from Zong Baiye that was stagnant in the void above Xiaoqiong Peak.
Out of body!
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