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Take the power of the sword.

'The Dujian Pavilion shouldn't just put a decoration here. Thinking like this, Zhao Rongan shattered the stone case and took out the black long sword.

He was about to infuse vitality to study the sword, but he felt Ling Chu's breath behind him disappear.

Zhao Rongan turned around in panic, and saw the red warrior's weapon soul condensed in the opening of the ruby ​​stone gate, and the weapon soul was holding a sickle blade that was on the verge of breaking, pieced together from fragments of red crystal lotus flowers.

The soul of the instrument is a pure spirit body, without breath, and it is impossible for people to perceive it. With the red crystal that has lost its life, it has completed the last defensive mission of the red lotus spar.

The sickle cut off from Ling Chu's back, from the left shoulder and directly from the waist, leaving only a little flesh connected.The weapon soul warrior struck too fast, the blood could not burst completely, and the internal organs had not yet slipped out of the broken body, Ling Chu was still looking up at Zhao Rongan on the high platform, he was defenseless.

The sickle of Qihun shattered in Ling Chu's body. It wanted to push Ling Chu into the abyss again. The Wuhun fighter stretched out his hand, and before he pushed hard, he saw the black sword piercing through the afterimage of the soul. , It was the killing intent that was completely wiped out, leaving no room for it, strangling the weapon soul warrior between heaven and earth.

Zhao Rong'an was mobilized to protect Ling Chu's surroundings, and he quickly mended Ling Chu's flesh and connected the broken spine.Ling Chu rolled his eyeballs, and saw Zhao Rongan's face bursting into tears.

He had never been so lost.

61. Eternal Body

Even though the abilities and lives of immortal cultivators are far superior to ordinary people, they will still die quickly if their bodies are cut off.But with Zhao Rong'an's huge vitality forcibly maintaining, Ling Chu's vitality has not died out for a while.

Ling Chu could feel the excruciating pain of his body being split in two, and he could realize that his internal organs were destroyed by the force of the red crystal scythe into a pile of minced meat. He saw his blood spray out uncontrollably , Seeing Zhao Rongan desperately repairing his body tissues bit by bit.

As a monk, compared to this physical pain, Ling Chu felt more profoundly that his life was dissipating. He felt that at the bottom of the abyss in front of him, there was something that echoed and was sucked in by the dying life. The peaceful dead air suddenly rioted, and they were aware of their own kind.

Ling Chu's spiritual power disappears with the life and breath, and when the life is exhausted, it changes into the breath of death. This breath is summoned by the Dujiange artifact at the bottom of the abyss. He has never felt so close between life and death so intuitively.

Zhao Rong'an looked sad, and the tears slid down his cheeks involuntarily. The interference here was too great, Ling Chu's injury was too serious, and the restoration techniques he was good at could not match the speed of Ling Chu's life and death. If this continues, even if Ling Chu His physical body was restored to its original state, and it was nothing more than an empty shell.

Ling Chu saw despair from Zhao Rong'an's expression, and in a blur of consciousness, he thought in a daze: "You said that you would accompany me until death, but I didn't expect that I would die so soon." '

"Then...then..." He could no longer use his crushed lungs to breathe, and there was almost no such light breath sound.

Ling Chu's eyes were closed, but his expression was serene. He spent a lot of wasted time in this life, and even more chaotic days. He had unfinished business and unfinished business, but at the end of his life, he didn't feel any resentment .

Probably having a person like Zhao Rong'an who has been with him for several years is really a gentle and happy thing.

Zhao Rong'an kept injecting his vitality into Ling Chu's body. He felt that Ling Chu's temperature had cooled down, and felt that the body under his palm began to stiffen. He could hardly feel Ling Chu's vitality.

Zhao Rongan's fingers were trembling. He has existed for thousands of years, and he knows that people cannot be resurrected after death, and life must never be repeated.He has seen the disappearance of many lives, familiar and unfamiliar, but none of them made him so panicked, so panicked that he couldn't utter a word between his lips and teeth, so panicked that he couldn't see anything but Ling Chu's pale face in his mind. thing.

Zhao Rongan was not reconciled, he diffused his vitality, went to the bottom of the abyss, snatched Ling Chu's weak aura from the stunning artifact of Dujian Pavilion, and used his own aura to make up for Ling Chu's lost aura, as much as he lost As much as it goes, it will be added again, without interruption, without stopping.

"Wake up... ah..." Zhao Rong'an has never cried before, and he has never been able to understand the emotions of human beings who are so sad that they cannot control themselves, but at this moment, he can't stop crying, he is no longer like a lonely god , and can no longer be indifferent to life and death.

In a trance, Zhao Rongan didn't realize that the black long sword beside him burst out with golden light, and the light burned on the sword body like a flame.There was still Ling Chu's blood on the long sword, and part of that blood had penetrated into the sword.

The golden flame became more and more dazzling, even Zhao Rong'an, who was immersed in despair and sadness, noticed its abnormality.

Suddenly, Zhao Rong'an felt a breath of life began to appear in the body under his palm. It was faint, but it belonged to Ling Chu.Regardless of other things, Zhao Rongan cheered up and continued to supplement and repair the other party.

The black long sword floated in the air, and the golden flame burned and spread to Ling Chu's body, but did not burn him.

Zhao Rongan had a flash of inspiration, and suddenly remembered the record about this sword: Dujian Pavilion hits with a sword, but the whole pavilion uses a giant scythe, and Dujian Pavilion is not good at swords, but it has this name, only because there is a sword in Dujian Pavilion, which is unique in the world. Soldiers - Jiuyan.

It is rumored that this Nine Flames was not refined by the people in Dujian Pavilion, but was discovered by the ancestors of the Cheng family in the Wanren Mountains.

The Nine Flames are unusable, but they are extremely protective. It has been enshrined by the Cheng family for hundreds of years, and it has protected the Cheng family for hundreds of years. Every time the Dujian Pavilion is in danger, as long as the Nine Flames are taken out, the crisis can always be saved.

It's a pity that Jiuyan has been in Cheng's family for a long time, but there is no Cheng family's patriarch to subdue, but he hides in the land of strangers.

No one knows how the Nine Flames are formed, and they are not sure what the sword looks like when used, but it is indestructible, and there is no technique that can penetrate it.

Under the critical situation, Zhao Rong'an didn't have the energy to think carefully about Jiu Yan's problem. He only knew that the sword seemed to help him save Ling Chu, and that was enough.

But in fact, Jiuyan was conceived in the Wanren Mountains, and he is extremely arrogant, disdainful of submitting to all things.And Zhao Rong'an was born from the same nature as it, and even has a complete personality and spiritual consciousness, which is even higher than it, which makes Jiu Yan feel an inexplicable sense of closeness and belonging.

Due to serious injuries, Ling Chu's body was almost completely replaced by Zhao Rong'an's vitality. Jiu Yan was confused, thinking that Ling Chu was also conceived by heaven and earth, so he also got close to him. Yang mistakenly recognized the Lord.

Jiu Yan is fierce and loyal, and no one is more familiar with the Wanren Mountains than him. He absorbs all the power around him to assist Zhao Rong'an in saving his master, which can be described as extraordinarily dedicated.

So Zhao Rong'an was horrified to find that the dead energy in the ground began to break free from the shackles of the abyss artifact, and rushed towards Ling Chu.

"!!!" Zhao Rongan felt bad, and the death energy eroded the living beings, which clearly meant to kill Ling Chu's last chance of survival.

The situation was urgent, and Zhao Rong'an couldn't reason with a sword, so he had to summon Bai Luan's robe to protect Ling Chu, biting the bullet, while resisting the endless stream of death energy attracted by Jiuyan from the bottom of the abyss, and at the same time continuously defending Ling Chu. Initial delivery of interest.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Rong'an became numb, and the formations on Bai Luan's robe were eroded to pieces. Ling Chu's body was finally completely repaired. Jiu Yan also seemed to realize that they didn't need to die. A disservice to the next behavior.

Ling Chu's eyelashes moved slightly, and Zhao Rong'an was pleasantly surprised to find that the other party showed signs of awakening, so he immediately stepped up his efforts, but at this moment Zhao Rong'an was already a little bit powerless, and the airtightness in the closed stranger's place was full of dead energy, which could not be replenished. No matter how strong he was, he still felt It was going to be completely hollowed out, and if Ling Chu didn't wake up, maybe Zhao Rong'an could only disappear here.

Conveying energy has become an instinct, and Zhao Rongan didn't even realize that his fingertips began to become a little transparent.

Ling Chu's consciousness slowly came back. He walked through the gate of hell, and when he woke up from a dream, he seemed to have found some key points. He realized that besides Zhao Rong'an's life, there was also a strong death air around him.Ling Chu doesn't like dead breath, hates this kind of breath, and subconsciously hopes that they are all alive.

There was light seeping out from Ling Chu's body, forming a formation in the air. The formation was extremely complicated and had lines that Zhao Rong'an had never seen before.

When the dead energy meets the formation, it turns into a living breath and flows into Ling Chu's body. In this way, the endless dead energy turns into a living breath, turning from death to life.

'This is what Lingchu has been looking for, the way to transform life and death. Zhao Rongan was overjoyed, he knew that Ling Chu's life was saved.In order to prevent other accidents, Zhao Rongan still guarded Ling Chu's internal organs and monitored the newly formed aura.

Jiuyan saw that the master seemed to be able to use this kind of energy, so happy, he started to guide the dead energy from the bottom of the abyss up again.

Life is endless, bathed in golden flames and reborn, when Ling Chu was fully awake, everything was over.

Jiuyan stayed beside the master quietly, shrunk into a dull black short knife, the abyss resumed operation, and nothing seemed to happen.

Zhao Rong'an slowly stepped forward and hugged Ling Chu. Ling Chu could feel the other party's tears rubbing against his neck, and could smell the cool breath on the other party's body.Ling Chu was a little happy that Zhao Rongan was so worried about himself.

But then he realized something was wrong, his body felt completely different from before, he could feel all the flowing breath in the Wanren Mountains, everything in the world became so clear in his eyes, as if he had become a vast world Some of them even have the self-confidence to live with the world and live forever.

Ling Chu pulled up Zhao Rongan, who was lying on his body, and excitedly wanted to share with him the blessing of surviving the catastrophe. He said excitedly: "Zhi Zhi! Let me tell you..."

Ling Chu's voice stopped abruptly, and he saw Zhao Rongan's face was exhausted, and Zhao Rongan's hair and limbs became slightly transparent to the naked eye.

"I have no strength, is this what you call tired..." Zhao Rongan was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. In fact, apart from being tired, he also felt the coolness from the mountain wind at the bottom of the abyss, which made him shiver.

That is the feeling that belongs to mortals, but Zhao Rongan has no energy to think about it.

"Then... what's wrong with you, how could this happen." Ling Chu's heart twitched, he knew that Zhao Rong'an had expended too much energy to save him, even far beyond his capacity.

He imitated Zhao Rong'an's movements before, tentatively feeding him life, but he had never done this before, it was really jerky.

Before Ling Chu could figure out how to convey energy to repair the other party, Zhao Rong'an had already fallen asleep and fell into Ling Chu's arms.

Ling Chu picked up Zhao Rongan and was about to leave, Jiu Yan ran over and danced in front of Ling Chu.Jiuyan psychic, Ling Chu knew it was his weapon as soon as he saw it, so he took it with him, and quickly left the strange land with his mind changing.

Zhao Rongan seemed unstable being held by Ling Chu. Ling Chu was afraid that Zhao Rongan would not sleep well, so he summoned his father's wolf on the Wanren Mountains.

The Steppenwolf has a broad back, Ling Chu took the sleeping Zhao Rongan on it, let the wolf gallop on the clouds, and headed for Shenling City.

62. Dust seal

After Ling Chu returned to Shenling City, he entered Wanfa Pavilion almost on the same day.

The disciples of the Ling family who were guarding the Wanfa Pavilion that day all saw the young master of Shenling City carrying a sleepy young man into the Ling family's Ten Thousand Laws Holy Land.

At that time, Patriarch Ling Mo sent Young Master Ling Chu and the others, so no one dared to stop them.

Half a month later, the Ling family announced that they had developed a universal formation that transforms between life, breath, and death. Soon after, the formation was formally put into the project of sealing the dead air. Even for the distant and independent Dujiange of the Cheng family, the Ling family also sent special personnel Go to the array.

For a moment, the whole people in the world of cultivating immortals rejoiced, and it seemed that they had confirmed that they were about to overcome this disaster.

After Ling Chu perfected the transposition array, he brought the awakened Zhao Rong'an into the Hall of Namelessness.After the formation was put into use, there were too many details. He had to discuss with Ling Mo all the time, and he could no longer continue to live in the inconvenient gentleman's residence.

The Wuming Hall has always reserved a room for the young master Lingchu, but he has not been here for 20 years, so it is very empty and desolate.Ling Chu ordered people to tidy up and buy some clothes and bedding, and then used them again.

Ling Chu was busy with affairs, Zhao Rongan often stayed alone in Ling Chu's room.The room is separated from the inside and the outside, and there is a small study room. On the wall of the study room, there is a picture of snow observation made by Ling Mo. In the picture, red plums are in full bloom, and there is another words:

Ling Han held a thousand hands of snow, and he lived up to his original intention and feared difficulties.

Ling Mogui is the Lord of the Divine Ling City and the Patriarch of the Ling Family, and his chest is not comparable to that of ordinary monks.This painting was inscribed 20 years ago, at the time when the internal struggles of the Ling family were the most intense. Ling Mo joined forces with the Rinxu Wang family to turn the world around within a few years and completely control the power of Shen Ling.

Poor Ling Chu, born with misfortune, stumbling through his childhood.

As soon as Zhao Rong'an thought of Ling Chu, his heart immediately became complicated. He watched Ling Chu grow from a young boy to an imposing young man, taught him spells, studied books with him, and walked together for several years.From the beginning, I just wanted to fulfill the wish of my mentor, and now even if I exchange my life, there is still no hesitation. Is this what people call friendship?

Zhao Rong'an couldn't figure it out, but he also felt that it wasn't entirely true.

Someone knocked on the door of the room, Zhao Rongan came back to his senses and let him in.

The one who entered was a female disciple from the direct line of the Ling family. Ling Chu had too many things to do, so he asked her to take care of Zhao Rongan's daily life.

The female disciple came in with food and clean water. This was her first time here.The disciples in Shenling City are full of gossip and gossip. Although she doesn't know the details, she has also heard that Young Master Lingchu has a very good guest minister. I heard Young Master Lingchu call him 'Zezhi', and everyone secretly called that person 'Zezhijun'.

Many female disciples have long wanted to see the real person, and this time she recommended herself, and finally she can fulfill this little wish.

When she was putting things on the table, Zhao Rong'an got up and walked over from behind the desk. His figure was not stable, and he knocked down a few books on the way, so he had to bend down to pick them up.His movements were slow and seemed to be in pain.

Seeing this, the female disciple quickly put down the things in her hands and stepped forward to help.The female disciple quickly picked up the dropped things, and went to help Zhao Rongan.

Zhao Rong'an thanked him embarrassingly, he felt a little embarrassed that he couldn't do what he wanted.

The female disciple blinked curiously, and looked at the other party more closely.The gentleman in front of him is really good-looking, with a handsome appearance and elegant demeanor, his pure black eyes are as clear as the first bay of water in Shenling Pond in spring.

But he didn't seem to be as powerful as the rumors said, she felt that the other party's vitality was very weak, and even said that he could easily subdue him.

For several days, the female disciple dutifully brought food and drink.Ze Zhijun seldom talks to her, but his attitude is always gentle, which reminds her of the clear and cold jade.

This day, she went to and fro as usual, and when she saw that the weather was getting colder, she lighted a fire in the house.Originally, there was no such thing as a heater in this room, and immortal cultivators do not need external objects to keep warm.But the day before yesterday, she saw that Lord Zezhi was freezing, so she asked the new disciples of the Ling family to go to Shenling Outer City to buy and move them in.

The female disciple was not very proficient in doing it, and Ze Zhijun suddenly asked: "Miss, is Ling Chu very busy recently?"

The female disciple replied while being busy: "Young master is very busy. I went to Tianmen Mountain earlier. In the past two days, there are people from Dujian Pavilion again. It seems that they are of high authority. The Patriarch asked him to receive him for a while."

Ze Zhijun seemed a little anxious when he heard about the coming from Dujiange, he quickly asked: "Is there something important about the coming from Dujiange?"

The female disciple was taken aback, and replied: "I'm not sure about this, I'm not in charge of related matters, but the Xiuxian sect has very few direct and formal contacts. The last time it was so formal was more than 20 years ago, when Patriarch Wang Ji visited. Later, they got married..."

The female disciple suddenly realized as she was talking, she suddenly remembered that the owner of the Dujian Pavilion was named Cheng Yuanmi, and it was said that she was a woman, so she immediately guessed: "This time the world of cultivating immortals coincides with a catastrophe, do you want to get married too. "

Some said nothing, the female disciple worked diligently to take care of it, but when she looked up, she saw Ze Zhijun's expression was very bad, the female disciple hurried forward to ask his health, for fear that there was something wrong with him.

Zhao Rongan brought out a smile to comfort her, saying that he just slept for a long time in the morning, and now he is hungry, just eat something.

After dismissing the female disciple, Zhao Rongan sat in front of the round table, facing the delicious food, suddenly lost his appetite.

In just a few days, he understood hunger, cold, more and more human senses and emotions, but the recovery of life was still slow.

Ling Chu has gained great power, and he has added the magic weapon Jiuyan. Looking at the world of cultivating immortals, even Ling Mo may not be as good as him, and he no longer needs to be protected by others.Similarly, Zhao Rong'an clearly realized that he was completely overdrawn this time, and he didn't know how long it would take to raise him back. The world of cultivating immortals was in turmoil, so it would be difficult for him to help Ling Chu.

This is an indescribable strange emotion, a feeling of powerlessness.

If he really wants to marry Dujiange, he has no position to stop it, but when he thinks about the crimes Ling Chu has suffered, Zhao Rong'an is extremely resistant to this kind of thing.

Someone opened the door and came in. Zhao Rong'an had a shallow life and didn't realize it. It wasn't until the footsteps approached that he realized that it was Ling Chu who came back in a hurry.

The other party was wearing a purple-gold robe. The Steppenwolf pattern on the robe was very delicate. It looked like he had just finished important things and hadn't changed into his regular clothes.

As soon as Ling Chu saw Zhao Rongan's lack of energy, he immediately felt distressed. He walked over in two or three steps, checked with his breath, and confirmed that his body had not deteriorated, and then said slowly: "There are people from Dujiange, they found Jiuyan I lost it, I sent someone to look for it, I dealt with it for a few days, do you feel better now?"

Zhao Rong'an wanted to ask Dujiange what else he talked about besides looking for Jiuyan, and whether there is anyone who is greedy for you and wants to marry, but the words came to his lips, but it turned into: "How is the application of your vitality transposition array? "

Talking about the formation, Ling Chu immediately regained his spirits, and he said frankly: "This life-death conversion formation can not only convert dead energy into living energy, but I have tried it, and it can also reverse life energy into dead energy. In order to prevent I made a mistake in the operation, and I made a protective formation in it, and I can only switch from dead energy to living energy, which is irreversible."

Ling Chu's eyebrows were beaming with pride, and Zhao Rong'an was also affected by his emotions, and his mood improved.

Ling Chu said again: "In a few days, I will go to Rinxu Mountain to start what we said before, the construction of Rinxu Underground Palace. When you feel better, I will take you there."

"Then now, what else do I want to do." Zhao Rongan said eagerly, he didn't want to be idle in the Unnamed Hall.

Ling Chu looked into Zhao Rongan's eyes and stroked his hair, vaguely understanding his mood.

Zhao Rongan is a god, he used to be so high above, and everything in the world is just a passing cloud to him, but now he has fallen into the mortal world and has to live on his own for the time being, although Ling Chu is very happy that he can finally protect Zhao Rongan.But such a gap, although Zhao Rongan didn't say anything, his every move fell into Ling Chu's eyes, Ling Chu also understood, he couldn't let Zhao Rongan think about it.

"In other words, there is one thing you can do. This experience always makes me feel that it is unusual. I have drawn the formation and distributed it, and let them reproduce it according to the texture, but I recorded the schematic diagram and essentials in the scroll , I don’t plan to make it public for the time being. Then, please help me hide this scroll that records the formation, this is a very important thing.”

Ling Chu handed a long scroll to Zhao Rong'an, and Zhao Rong'an opened it and read it. It was indeed a detailed schematic diagram of the transposition array.

Ling Chu only stayed for a while, and someone from Ling Mo came to summon him, saying that another dead air crack had exploded in the west.Ling Chu didn't dare to delay, and said goodbye to Zhao Rongan reluctantly.

Zhao Rong'an stayed alone in the Unnamed Hall, feeling depressed and bored, so he went out of the room, wanting to wander around in the Unnamed Hall.

Zhao Rongan shuddered with the cool breeze, and turned around to see a very familiar figure at the corner of the hall.

"Wang Shen!"

Hearing someone call this name, the man turned back and walked towards Zhao Rongan.His appearance and figure are [-]% similar to Wang Shen, but the corners of his eyes and brows are lively, and his age is much younger than Wang Shen.

"Do you know the deceased brother?" the other party asked.

Zhao Rongan suddenly remembered that Wang Shen died in Tianmen territory, this should be his younger brother Wang Qian.

"It's an old acquaintance, sorry, I made a mistake."

When Wang Qian heard that he was his brother's friend, his attitude softened immediately. Seeing Zhao Rongan's sloppy footsteps and unsteady movements, he hurriedly said, "I came to Shenling City today to deliver something to the Patriarch. Now that the matter is over, it happens to be fine. I don't know if you need my help?"

Just as Zhao Rong'an wanted to say that there is nothing to trouble, he remembered the task Ling Chu had given him, and thought that Wang Qian might be able to help him because of his lack of ability, so he said, "There is indeed one thing, please send me to Qiyang Mountain."

"Qiyang Mountain?" Wang Qian had heard about this place and it was very close to Shenling City, so she agreed without saying a word.

Over the years, Wang Qian's cultivation has gradually grown, and he took Zhao Rongan to the destination without much trouble.

They stopped near Zuifeng Residence. After the last disaster, the formation of the residence was re-fortified by Wang Ji, making it difficult to enter for several miles.

Wang Qian couldn't enter the residence, so he could only wait outside, and Zhao Rongan returned to the familiar place alone.

He walked through the vestibule, passed Wanfeng Pavilion, and went to Lingchu's study.

This place is still the same as before, it is meticulously organized, and the wind blows through the gate, it seems that the next moment Butler Wang will come to greet him in a hurry, telling him that Young Master Ling has lost his temper again, and let him go and have a look.

Hanging on the wall of the study room is Ling Chu's painting. On the painting is Zhao Rong'an standing with a smile in white clothes and a clean face. He signed the poem:

Looking at the cracked ice in the north of the wilderness, I am alone as a sword fairy

Zhao Rongan remembered that many years ago, Ling Chu wanted to learn swordsmanship. Zhao Rongan spent the night in the study and found a book of Cangqi Mountain Villa swordsmanship. He studied it for several days before going to teach Ling Chu.

Ling Chu had just learned swordsmanship, and he was not very quick at it. Zhao Rongan demonstrated it to him over and over again in the vestibule of Drunken Maple Residence. The flowers fell and were cut open by the sword energy. .

After Zhao Rongan finished the rehearsal, he handed the sword to Ling Chu, and watched him wielding the sword with a smile.

Then one day, Zhao Rongan discovered that in the corner of the study, there was hidden a portrait made by Ling Chu for himself. He was pleased by the word 'Sword Immortal' in the poem, and he liked it very much.

Zhao Rong'an's expression of liking was not obvious, but the young Ling Chu could tell that he was very happy, so he hung the painting in the study.

Zhao Rongan looked at the painting and touched the neckline of the person in the painting with his fingertips.He didn't have much life left, but for so many years, after reading such famous classics and practicing so many spell formations, there are always other ways to do something.

Using the portrait as a medium, he drew a formation of hidden items on the wall, and put the scroll of the transposition formation into it.

The white light suddenly brightened, and the wall returned to its original state. Zhao Rongan breathed a sigh of relief. He had completed the task of this trip.

After using the formation, Zhao Rong'an was somewhat tired, lying on the table in the study, and fell into a deep sleep.

The breeze provokes Liu Hongfeng's dyeing, and the friendship in the past is unknown.Memories come with warmth and pain.

The second memory seal ends here.

Volume Three

63. Return to God Ling

Ling Chu moved all the documents to the Wuming Hall. He stayed in the Wuming Hall for several days, and let his cousin Ling Zhan do all the things that needed to go out.

The copper lamps around the main bedroom hall are lit, and the big incense burner in the hall burns the incense for nourishing the spirit, which makes people feel a little lazy.Ling Chu sat behind the long table in the outer bedroom, facing the sand table in front of him, squinting his eyes and thinking about things.

The purple gauze curtains around the main couch in the inner hall were lowered, and through the gauze, one could vaguely see a person sleeping in the soft bedding.

That person was as quiet as a gentle puppet, he couldn't even feel his breathing.

Suddenly his eyelashes flickered, as if he was about to wake up, Ling Chu sensed it immediately, put down the things in his hand, and flung himself on the bed, shaking all the purple gauze curtains for a week.

The sleeping young man opened his eyes, but he was not completely clear yet. Ling Chu nervously clutched the sheet under his body. Since he didn't know how far the other party's memory had recovered, and whether he still remembered the previous address, he held back for a long time, and only came. One sentence: "Master Zhao, how do you feel?"

Zhao Rongan's eyeballs moved, his lips were dry, and he couldn't make a sound in his throat. Seeing that he was struggling to speak, Ling Chu immediately poured water on his fingertips to moisten Zhao Rongan's lips.

Zhao Rong'an had just finished reading the content of his seal, and he hadn't been able to distinguish between the dream and the real situation. He looked at Ling Chu who was a little uneasy in front of him, his head became hot, and he suddenly asked: "Do you really want to marry her?"

Zhao Rongan wanted to ask Ling Chu if he really wanted to marry Dujian Pavilion. This was the last thing he cared about most in the second memory. out.Ling Chu was dumbfounded when he heard this sentence at first, and immediately asked in confusion: "Who will marry?"

"The Lord of Dujian Pavilion." Zhao Rongan rubbed his head and replied.

When Ling Chu heard it, he only thought in his heart, "It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's stupid to read the memory, this will arrange a fiancee for me, and she is still the master of the Dujian Pavilion who can't beat eight poles." '

Although Ling Chu was completely out of the situation, he knew that unraveling the memory seal would inevitably have side effects, especially since Zhao Rongan was currently weak and had to be comforted. He muttered: "Master Zhao, take it easy, it's okay if you can't remember it, you can't toss your brain out."

Zhao Rongan: "..."

With a wave of Ling Chu's hand, the freshly squeezed Huanglan grass juice floated on the table, and he immediately brought it to Zhao Rong'an to drink.While feeding Zhao Rong'an, he jokingly said, "I'm still single and have no fiancée, so don't mess with me, okay?"

"Someone from Dujian Pavilion is looking for Jiuyan, I'm going to hide the formation..." Zhao Rongan Xuxu said the last scene in his memory, Ling Chu realized what happened at once, Wang Qian hadn't died in the battle at that time, so he sent it to Zhao Rongan After returning to Lingcheng, he told himself that this Lord Zezhi seemed to have something on his mind.

That little hooligan in the early days of Ling beat Qiyang Town, and enjoyed squatting and watching other people's life every day. He was very active. He immediately asked the female disciple who was in charge of taking care of him for the past few days to question him. As soon as he rolled his eyes, he understood Zhao Rong'an thought that Dujiange came to talk about marriage, and was afraid that he would fall into the dead cycle of the previous generation. God knows that Dujiange is very fierce. No.

Ling Chu was dissatisfied with the attitude of the other party, and even went back and told Jiu Yan that he must not appear in front of the people of Dujian Pavilion, otherwise he would not want it.It was the first time for Jiuyan to recognize his master, and he didn't know the treatment process of other artifacts. Of course, what Ling Chu said was what he said, and he hid himself securely. The people of Dujian Pavilion stayed in Shenling City for several days. Nothing was found.

Ling Chu didn't want any estrangement between himself and Zhao Rong'an because of this inexplicable matter, so he immediately went to the other party to explain it. Unexpectedly, after many years, this misunderstanding was turned up again, so he had to explain it again affectionately. again.

Zhao Rongan was taken aback when he heard it, and felt that he had a lot of associations at that time, so he said embarrassingly: "Okay... I see..."

But when Zhao Rong'an said this, Ling Chu knew how far the other party's memory had recovered.

Over there Ling Chu counted the past in detail, and here Zhao Rongan drank Huanglancao juice and slowly settled down.

"The smell of this herb is very familiar. Is it the nourishing herb sent by the world?" Zhao Rongan asked.

As soon as Ling Chu heard the inexhaustible name, his heart was full of anger, but looking at Zhao Rongan who knew nothing, he could only suppress his emotions, put on a smile, and patiently explained: "This is called Huanglancao, and it is the same as Yangyang. Breathing Grass is very similar, but much more powerful than it, nourishing the soul and suspending life, omnipotent."

When Zhao Rongan heard this, he finished drinking immediately, and he really felt much better.Only now did he have the energy to notice that he was obviously sleeping in the main hall of the nameless.

"Ling Chu, isn't this the room of Ling Mo and Patriarch Wang Ji? I remember we lived in the side hall."

Zhao Rongan asked casually, but Ling Chu suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Rongan didn't know why, so he guessed: "Did they retire to Chengshi Pavilion after handing over the position of Patriarch to you?"

Ling Chu couldn't suppress his emotions anymore, he turned sideways and hugged Zhao Rongan, buried his face on the other's shoulder, took a deep breath, trembling and aggrieved, said: "Then, they are gone."

"Not here anymore" Zhao Rong'an didn't understand why when he heard this at first, but Ling Chu was in a sad mood, which was a rare vulnerability.

"They have been killed in battle for many years." Ling Chu said a few words, not wanting to say more.

Zhao Rong'an was shocked. It was hard to imagine how strong he could be defeated under such circumstances as Ling Mo and Wang Ji.But looking back on the journey, Wang Zaixing temporarily took charge of Linxu Mountain, and Ling Chu became the head of the Ling family. It seemed that everything had omens, but I didn't pay attention to it before.

Ling Mo and Wang Ji had little relationship with Ling Chu. After all, they were his parents. Zhao Rongan didn't know what to say to comfort him, so he could only hug each other back, trying to give him some warmth.

Ling Chu adjusted his emotions quickly. It has been a long time since his parents passed away, and the saddest moment has long passed.What he is most worried about now is what damage Zhao Rongan's memory seal will do to his own spirit.

"Ling Zhanqian has learned a lot of medical skills in the past few years, I asked him to come and show you." Ling Chu said, and issued a summons order to go out.

When Zhao Rongan heard Ling Zhan's name, he knew that he was doing well now, and he was relieved. At last, he didn't hear the bad news of the death of an acquaintance.

Ling Zhan was working well in his study when he suddenly sneezed.After receiving Ling Chu's order, he immediately packed up the medical equipment and ran to the Hall of Namelessness.

As soon as Ling Zhan entered the door, he smiled and said hello: "Mr. Zezhi, long time no see!"

In the past 20 years, Ling Zhan has looked like a mature young man, but the scholarly and elegant atmosphere has not returned at all.

"Mr. Ling Zhan, long time no see." Zhao Rongan was deeply moved.

"Brother Zhan, come and show Zezhi."

"okay!"

Ling Zhan has assisted Ling Chu in dealing with affairs for many years, and his work is quick and quick, and the inspection is completed in less than a moment.

"Mr. Zezhi's physical condition is quite stable, but he needs to rest well and stop running around."

Ling Zhan packed his things and smiled at Zhao Rongan.

When Zhao Rongan saw the gentle Ling Zhan, his mood also improved. He remembered that he had brought out a baby boy with strange aptitude in the original northern hills. He was raised by Ling Zhan and had a name for him. He couldn't help but care: " Young Master Ling Zhan, how is Ling Xi doing now? I heard on the way that this time Shen Ling held the Wanfa Pavilion test to select those who have the opportunity to practice with Ling Xi. Is Ling Xi very good now? Everyone is praising him."

When Ling Zhan heard this, his smile immediately collapsed.Zhao Rongan felt bad, and seeing Ling Chu's face, he was not very happy, and his heart became even more nervous.

Ling Zhan said slowly, "Ling Xi...he is indeed outstanding, now that he has grown up, he is very handsome...he is already a well-known god of war in the world of cultivating immortals."

After finishing these words, Ling Zhan immediately broke down and cried.

Ling Chu immediately stepped forward to comfort his younger brother: "Okay, Brother Zhan, isn't Xi'er still alive, there is always a way."

"My son, woo woo woo." As soon as Ling Zhan mentioned the son he had raised, his usually capable and rational image was thrown away completely, and he cried so hard in front of his brother that he couldn't help himself.

Zhao Rong'an had never seen Ling Zhan like this before. It was hard for him to imagine what kind of sad things that could not be mentioned could make a big man feel sad.