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Immortal World No. 1 can even be said to be the representative of the Immortal World. Fenghua Xianjun committed a heinous crime and was beheaded by the Lord of the Demon Realm and the Dragon King of the East China Sea in the Suoxian Pond. The relationship has also been tense.

After the death of Immortal Fenghua, his power was slowly disintegrated, and Ji Qing took his place to deal with the affairs of the fairy world. He was so busy in the dark that it was not until Ji Lan returned to the fairy world that he put down the things in his hands and cared about it. younger brother.

Ji Lan is still in the state of Yuanshen. His body was destroyed by Immortal Fenghua, and he would have to cultivate for at least 800 years if he wanted to recover.

Ji Lan's primordial spirit state was also very erratic, and his cultivation base was only one-third of what it was before. Seeing him like this, Ji Qing frowned tightly, and threw him an elixir of nourishing primordial spirit , Seeing that his primordial spirit had solidified a lot, he asked worriedly: "Did you suffer any torture in the mirror of reincarnation?"

At the beginning, Ji Qing searched all over the Three Realms in order to find Ji Lan's whereabouts. Later, after Mo Xun and others came out of the mirror of reincarnation, he realized that Ji Lan was also among them. quit.

Later, it was Mo Nian who told him that the jade ring was in Mo Xun's hands, and told him to stay calm for the time being. Mo Xun was trying to find a way to release the primordial spirit that had been swallowed by the mirror of reincarnation.

Ji Lan leaned on the soft bed beside her without any image, broke off a branch of pink plum blossom that had come into the window, put it under her nose and sniffed it lightly, and said casually: "There is no torture, it's just that erasing the memory gave me a special experience. life."

Although he said it with a relaxed face, Ji Qing could still see that something was wrong with Ji Lan, he frowned and asked, "Did something happen?"

Ji Lan paused slightly when he was playing with plum blossoms, he looked up at Ji Qing, smiled lightly and shook his head, "It's really fine." He paused and changed the subject, "I heard that Mo Qi is back, Is it?"

"Yes, Mo Nian Longjun in Donghai is actually Mo Qi himself."

Ji Lan raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, "It turned out to be him? I can bear it." Since Fenghua has been looking for Mo Qi for nearly ten thousand years, he must have gone to the East China Sea frequently. Even so, Mo Nian can not reveal the slightest The flaw is also powerful.

Ji Qing sighed silently, "His character has always been tolerant."

Ji Lan shrugged. He casually put down the plum blossom in his hand, then stood up and stretched, yawning and saying, "I'm going back to rest, the primordial state is too easy to get tired."

Ji Qing gave him another bottle of elixir, and told him: "Go to Qingxian Valley, the rich immortal energy there can help you recover quickly."

Ji Lan nodded, and then left for Qingxian Valley.

Physical matters had to be taken slowly, so Ji Lan simply cultivated his primordial spirit directly. After retreating for a period of time, his primordial spirit had solidified a lot, and his cultivation had recovered by two-thirds.

Since Ji Lan came back, Ji Qing would come to his place to check on his recovery when he had time, but as the number of times increased, he discovered something unusual.

After Ji Lan came back this time, he didn't even go out to find those beauties who were friends with him. Although he is in the state of primordial spirit now, in fact, this will not affect his sexual interest in a certain aspect.

This is so strange... Ji Qing tried to hint at Ji Lan once, but he waved his hands boredly, as if he was more interested in flowers and plants than those beauties.

Ever since Ji Qing came to power, the tense and subtle relationship between Immortal Realm and Donghai has finally eased. A new dragon was born in Donghai. After Ji Qing found out about the news, he deliberately set aside a day to go to congratulate him. Of course, he took Ji Lan with him. .

Since Ji Lan came back, he has been shrunk in his palace, he couldn't see it, so he took this opportunity to take him out to relax.

Ji Lan wasn't interested at first, but when she met Shang Ji Qing's worried eyes, she automatically swallowed her refusal, and said with a helpless smile, "Okay, I'll go with you."

After the little dragon cub was born, many Dragon Lords returned to the East China Sea, but they didn't stay for long. When Ji Lan and the others went, only Mo Xun and Mo Ji were left in the East China Sea.

Ji Qing and Mo Nian were old acquaintances, and Ji Lan couldn't get in the middle of them, so she simply came to Mo Xun's side.

Mo Xun was sitting by the pool playing with the little dragon cub, when he saw Ji Lan coming over, he patted the seat beside him to signal him to sit down, and asked with a smile, "How are you doing recently?"

"That's it." Ji Lan glanced at the little dragon cub, raised her hand and stroked his head, watching him do a somersault with his head raised, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Mo Xun fished out the little dragon cub that had sunk into the water. The jade ring between his fingers became more lustrous after being soaked in water. Ji Lan stared at the jade ring with dim eyes. Quit."

Mo Xun glanced at him sideways, raised his hand and took off the jade ring and handed it to him, saying casually, "This is the mirror of reincarnation."

Sure enough... Ji Lan's fingers holding the jade ring slowly tightened, "Is the Qi Ling still there?"

"Yes, but I should be too hungry to show up." From the corner of his eyes, Mo Xun saw some white gas appearing on the surface of the jade ring, and reminded Ji Lan: "You are in the state of Yuanshen now, be careful not to be swallowed by Qi Ling. After he finished speaking, he paused, not knowing what he thought of, and suddenly smiled, "Of course, you can go in if you want."

Ji Lan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly, "Why did I go in?"

"Isn't there someone you can't let go of?" Mo Xun looked at him jokingly, "I heard that Shangxian Ji Lan, who used to live among the flowers, has now lived the life of the idle clouds and the wild cranes."

"For that man called Wilbur?"

The name that was deliberately buried in his heart suddenly appeared, making Ji Lan's heart tremble, and the jade ring he held in his palm was heating up. He was silent for a while, smiled relievedly, and said in a low voice: "It's so hard that you still remember his name." .”

He lowered his head and put the jade ring between his fingers, shook his hand at Mo Xun, raised his eyebrows and said, "Lend me to use it."

Mo Xun waved his hand generously, "Take it." The Artifact Spirit of the Samsara Mirror was in a weak state, so he wasn't worried about Ji Lan's safety at all.

It seems that it is an inevitable result to choose to enter the mirror of reincarnation again. When Ji Lan appeared in the mirror of reincarnation in the state of primordial spirit, her heart was at peace.

"Let's make a deal." Ji Lan played with Yujie and said with a low smile, "I know you are very hungry now, help me find someone, and I will provide you with ten primordial spirits."

After his words fell, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Ji Lan was not in a hurry, and waited patiently. After a while, Tian Dao's voice suddenly sounded, "... Is what you said true?"

The smile on the corner of Ji Lan's mouth gradually deepened, "Of course."

"...Who are you looking for?"

Ji Lan licked her lips, "Find out which world Wilbur's soul has reincarnated to."

Because of Ji Lan, Tiandao was quite familiar with Wilbur's soul. After searching carefully, he also threw Ji Lan's soul into that world.

Because of his weakened ability, he couldn't arrange for Ji Lan to be a proud son of heaven as before. After his soul was thrown into this world, he automatically entered a body that fit him.

It's just that the identity of this body is a bit special. When Ji Lan just woke up, he found himself surrounded by a group of people. The sharp point of the sword was facing his chest, and the sword was stained with bright red blood.

"Your identity is a demon that everyone shouts to kill. The leader of the martial arts has gathered ten masters to encircle and suppress you. The original owner of your body is dead. You have 10 minutes to escape, or you will die too." Tiandao said sternly.

Ji Lan: "..." Now he really believes that the ability of Tiandao has weakened.

Ji Lan frowned from the wound on her chest, raised her hand to grab a sword, and broke the sword with all her might, disregarding the cut in her palm.

Ji Lan took advantage of the opportunity when everyone dodged, knocked away the person in front of him, dragged his heavy body and used lightness kung fu to escape for his life.

His primordial spirit is in a strong state, so after being attached to this body, his cultivation base is much stronger than that of the original owner.

Tiandao showed up at the right time to guide Ji Lan, "Run to the southeast."

It was not easy to get rid of these people. When Ji Lan could finally stop, she felt that her eyes were going black, and the blood in her body seemed to have drained.

He is now in front of a ruined temple, the sky is getting gloomy, the strong wind blows up Ji Lan's clothes, it looks like it is going to rain, so he has no choice but to enter the ruined temple to hide for the night.

"Wilbur's in there."

Tiandao's sudden voice stopped Ji Lan's footsteps immediately. He had already stepped into the ruined temple, subconsciously searching inside, and fixed his eyes on a man in a simple monk's robe.

The man probably practiced with a hair band. His black hair was tied neatly behind his head by a hair band. He had a handsome appearance, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a face like a jade crown, but his lips were thinner. Ji Lan who came in suddenly disturbed her, her dark eyes were fixed on Ji Lan's side, the biting coldness inside was the same as before.

Ji Lan's nose twitched, and there seemed to be lights flickering in his eyes, but in just a moment, he returned to normal.

It was Wilbur's breath. Ji Lan licked her lips, and seeing the indifference of the man's face, she narrowed her eyes and smiled charmingly, "Master, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. I am seriously injured, and I need you to help me bandage it."

He walked over to the man and sat down on his own, raised his hands to untie his clothes, and asked casually, "Master's name?"

The man was silent for a while, then lowered his eyes and said, "Qinglan."

Ji Lan smiled, "What a coincidence, my name is Ji Lan."

He took off his clothes to his waist, then tore a clean piece of cloth from his middle coat and handed it to Qing Lan. Ji Lan turned his back to him, her face was weak and pale, but there was a strong smile on her lips, "Brother Qing Lan Take it easy, I'm afraid of pain."

Qinglan paused for taking the cloth strip, he glanced at the fair skin on Ji Lan's back, turned his eyes away and said indifferently: "The benefactor respects himself."

He took out a bottle of wound medicine from his bag and gently applied it to a wound on Ji Lan's back. Qinglan's hand was very steady, and only when his fingertips touched Ji Lan's body accidentally There will be a slight pause.

The wound spread all the way to the front of his body, Qinglan looked at the blood still oozing out, his heart suddenly hurt for some reason, he frowned slightly, and silently chanted the meditation mantra.

Ji Lan was so painful that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He leaned back, and the people behind him tried to dodge but did not move in the end. Ji Lan pressed his forehead against Qinglan's shoulder and took a deep breath. He murmured ambiguously, "Master, I also need it in front."

Qinglan's meditation spell was interrupted, and he hung his hands by his side, repeating expressionlessly: "The benefactor respects himself." Although he kept talking about self-respect, he didn't intend to push Ji Lan away.

Still so duplicity, Ji Lan snorted and laughed, and just nestled in Qinglan's arms drowsy, surrounded by the familiar breath, Ji Lan fell asleep quickly, and the wound on her body was slowly healing.

Qinglan looked down at Ji Lan who was sleeping soundly on her lap. There were also a few bloodstains on his face, and some blackness was rubbed on his forehead from nowhere. He should be very embarrassed, but Qinglan didn't follow this person. See this in your body.

Even in a ruined temple, even with blood all over his body, he still shines brightly.

Qinglan stared at Ji Lan with lowered eyes for a while, then slowly closed her eyes, and recited the Qingxin Mantra silently again.

Although the outside of the ruined temple was windy and windy, the inside was unusually warm.

The author has something to say: This is the end of Ji Lan's episode