After rebirth, Xiaotuanzi is soft and A

Outside the trial tower, everyone's cultivation was rising steadily. Although they were not as crazy as Nie Xiaomo, they had made great progress.

In the trial tower, after the boy sent Nie Xiaomo out of the painting, it turned into a stream of light again, flashing into the depths of Nie Xiaomo's soul.

In the darkness, the light of the talisman became more and more powerful, but after the streamer flashed, the light was restrained in the body again, returning to a quiet appearance.

However, a golden mark appeared on Nie Xiaomo's wrist.

The imprint is like a medal, and it also looks like a complicated pattern, but after careful identification, it is clearly an ancient text.

The golden mark exuded a faint light, and then disappeared, melting into Nie Xiaomo's flesh and blood!

Nie Xiaomo, who was lying Wushuang on the ground, frowned slightly, as if sensing something, she shouted silently.

However, the figure of the young man had already passed away, so he didn't notice the call.

After a cup of tea, the girl lying on the ground finally opened her eyes. Her pale face was rosy and shiny, her cherry pink thin lips were even more beautiful, and those black and white eyes were full of vigor!

Nie Xiaomo noticed the change in cultivation right away, and she was slightly surprised, but when she recalled the vague memory when she was in a coma, she had a clear understanding.

Putting his hands on his chest and sighing slightly, he got up and looked around his surroundings.

She has returned to the seventh floor of the trial tower!

Looking at the silent paintings on the wall, Nie Xiaomo's eyes were full of awe and vigilance, but his eyes couldn't help falling on the previous ink painting.

I saw that the original milky white pool had been completely emptied, only some round stones remained at the bottom of the pool, and only the leaning bamboo branches were still delivering marrow fluid to the pool drop by drop as before.

Nie Xiaomo sighed slightly, feeling rather complicated. Although he almost died here, he was promoted to the seventh floor of Foundation Establishment because of it.

Good luck and bad luck, who can say for sure.

Nie Xiaomo shook her head, and planned to leave here. As for the remaining paintings, she didn't dare to touch them again.

But just when Nie Xiaomo was about to lift his foot to leave, there was a sudden change in Lingyu's space.

Nie Xiaomo frowned and stepped into the space.

I saw that the spiritual power in the space seemed to be stirred by something, like an upside-down Milky Way, surging towards the top of the hall.

The spiritual energy swirls, sweeping into a huge vortex, and in the palace, the small cauldron that has swallowed the spirit essence of ten thousand years is undergoing a transformation!
Nie Xiaomo frowned watching all this, if she hadn't noticed Xiao Ding's well-being, she might have rushed over long ago.

Looking at the hurricane-like spiritual vortex above the main hall, Nie Xiaomo frowned tightly. "Grandpa Xiu, Xiaoding her"

However, Xiu Wenyan only shook his head, looking straight ahead calmly, "Let's see."

Therefore, Nie Xiaomo didn't ask any more questions, but the worry between her brows showed that she was not very calm.

In the main hall, the cauldron furnace, which was only as tall as Nie Xiaomo's calf, has grown to five times its original size at this time, and the ten thousand year spiritual essence poured into the cauldron's belly has already been completely absorbed.

The Alchemy Cauldron was originally an artifact created by the heaven and earth.

It can swallow the sky and capture the earth, and can also refine all things.

Countless auras were sucked into the belly of the cauldron, and among them, the figure of a young girl was looming!

The girl was dressed in Tsing Yi, but she didn't look dull.The blue hair is like a waterfall, the face is dignified and peaceful, and the blue flame rune between the eyebrows also adds a strange style to it.

And on the clasped wrists, a string of bracelets like a cauldron is also unique.

The aura poured into the girl's body, like a sponge that had finally absorbed enough water, and the girl's body slowly solidified with the infusion of aura.

Afterwards, the girl finally opened her eyes, the black eyes were misty and misty, but they carried a charm that no one dared to peek at.

And Nie Xiaomo, who was standing quietly outside the hall, seemed to have sensed something at the moment, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she raised her feet and walked in.

The towering tree standing in the wilderness also showed respect in the silent eyes.

With nostalgia and excitement in the old eyes, Lord Danyan finally woke up!
"Little cauldron!"

Nie Xiaomo stepped into the hall, looked at the huge cauldron floating in the air, and couldn't help calling out.

As for the girl who was lying quietly in the cauldron, when she heard that her pupils turned slightly, she got up and stepped out of the cauldron.

The girl descended lightly and landed in front of Nie Xiaomo, her eyes were full of intimacy, "Master!"

Looking at the girl in front of her, Nie Xiaomo was slightly taken aback, but feeling the familiar aura on her body, she couldn't help asking hesitantly: "Are you Xiao Ding?"

The girl smiled and nodded, "Yes, but the master can also call me—Dan Yan."

Hearing the name, Nie Xiaomo blinked her eyes, opened her lips, and blurted out the name, "Danyan."

It looks familiar, as if the name has been pronounced thousands of times.

Nie Xiaomo couldn't help but suddenly felt that this name was too familiar, as if she called Xiao Ding like this ten thousand years ago.

But Dan Yan looked at the confusion on Nie Xiaomo's eyebrows, but smiled, "If Master has any doubts, feel free to ask me."

Her memory has been fully recovered, and she is naturally willing to tell everything the master wants to know.

However, Nie Xiaomo just smiled and shook his head, "It's good that you are safe, the rest is not important."

She was not a very curious person in the first place, and the original curiosity about Xiao Ding's life experience disappeared with the passage of time.

The reason why he wanted to retrieve Xiao Ding's memory was because he didn't want to see her always lost in confusion.

Seeing this, Dan Yan didn't say any more.

Just looking at Nie Xiaomo's eyes, but it was obscure.

Sighing slightly in my heart, when will the master recover his memory!

But there are causes and effects in the world, if the master doesn't want to know, he can't force it.

Nie Xiaomo didn't know the hidden worry in Danyan's heart, but after knowing that she was fine, she left the space and walked towards the outside of the tower.

However, just as she left the space, Dan Yan frowned, stretched out her hand to retract the body floating in the air, and then disappeared in place.

And the location where it reappeared is the deepest part of Nie Xiaomo's soul!

"Wushuang!" Dan Yan frowned, looking at the dark surroundings, and called out.

When Fubi in the darkness heard this call, he also showed his figure.

A jade-like youth flashed out from the talisman, but his figure was more blurred than the girl's solid body.

Looking at Wushuang's ethereal body, Dan Yan frowned, and the blue flame pattern between her brows couldn't help but twist into a ball.

"Your soul body hasn't been repaired yet?"