Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

The Lingsi of Sansheng Youfa's Mengmeng plate was coiled on the back of Cang Shan's head.

Chu Lanyin tilted her head and said, "What did you call me?"

Cang Shan smiled and said, "Lan Yin."

"Strange." Chu Lanyin probed to look at the dark spiritual thread, "How do you remember? Could it be that the wooden man is not within the scope of the spell?"

The wooden puppet also reached out to touch the back of the neck, and said "uh", "I can feel something."

Chu Lanyin put her palm on the skin on the back of his neck, and then moved down a few minutes, she could feel the protruding bone, which was a little behind her hands.

He twisted his fingers, pinched the end of the spirit thread precisely, and sighed: "You are so lucky, why do you look sick now."

"It doesn't matter." Cangshan lowered his head, letting the sword spirit hold the back of his neck, "I tried it, and I can still stand up with the wood spirit, but the wear and tear is greater."

Although Cangshan's memory is not restricted for some reason, the dream disk is still functioning.

In other words, the entire barrier world is just a huge dream disk, and it only escaped Lan Yin's sword spirit.

Unless the identity of Li Puer is matched by name or horoscope, it is impossible to change from male to female in place. Here, those who should be weak will still be weak, and those who should wear skirts should still wear skirts.

The role substitution must be deep in order to truly empathize.

And before finding out the cause and effect, it is better not to go too far against the original positioning of the character, otherwise it is difficult to guarantee that there will be unexpected magical backlash.

"There will be a little pain and dizziness." Chu Lan said in a low voice because she probably couldn't see people in poor health, "Be patient."

After saying that, he shot like lightning, and pulled out the whole compass thread.

Li Pu'er, who was crawling out from under the bed, felt aggrieved: Elder Chu, why didn't you say hello when you pulled it out for me!

Fortunately, he didn't ask, otherwise Chu Lanyin would definitely answer: "Because I've been frightened by the buzzing."

The spiritual line of Cangshan is longer than that of Li Pu'er, and the compass is bigger, which is related to the age of the identity.

Chu Lan planted the spiritual thread related to identity back to him by repeating the steps.

Cangshan closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened his eyes and said: "This place is 200 years earlier than where we are. My name is Min Qinghen, and I am the gentleman invited by the Gu family to teach the disciples of the Xi clan to enlighten themselves in the way of immortality." , The Gu family is a powerful family in the old state, and now my task is to teach the new young master Chuqing the basics of immortality and basic body training."

200 years ago.

At that time, there was no Lan Yin Sword, and even the Xiandao League was just a grassroots team.

"Such an early obsession." Seeing that Cangshan's spiritual thread was slack and looking very empty, Chu Lan picked up the teapot and wanted to pour Cangshan a hot drink, but found that the tea in the pot was not only cold, but even floated flying insects.

He knocked the tea lid on the pot vigorously and cursed angrily.

Cang Shan patted his hand on the table, and said, "Why don't we go outside and have a look, this obstacle world should be for us to help him achieve some wish, and we don't know who the owner of the obstacle is and what his obsession is."

Chu Lanyin nodded, but said: "I know the identity, it's me, Chu Qing."

Cangshan looked serious: "How can you see that?"

Sword Spirit put his hand on his heart, and said: "Because there is a strong resentment inside, I tried to resolve it, but it still made me a little hurt."

To say it was resentment was actually light, Chu Lanyin wanted to rush out and kill people from the moment she woke up.

But after all, he is a great evil sword spirit, and his killing intent can still be controlled, so he didn't show it.

The wooden puppet, who has always been prudent, trembled slightly because of this insignificant detail.

Li Pu'er, who had changed his clothes, came to ask, "What's the matter?"

Cangshan shook his head, and Chu Lan comforted him seeing that his spirit thread was looser, "Oh, what's the matter, it's a special experience for Sword Spirit to know the emotions of your human race. It’s such a fun experience.”

Like the five senses, the sword spirit is born with a low emotional perception, but it is a compulsory course for every sword spirit to show the corresponding emotional response.

It's like Baichuan would laugh when he knocked out food, and Sha Hongchen would be sad when his house collapsed. In fact, in their perception, they can only capture the slightest happiness and sadness.

But almost all sword spirits know that without emotions, they are like real dead things.

So even if there is a little mood swing, you have to try your best to catch it, laugh when you are happy, and pretend to wipe your eyes with your sleeve when you are sad and have no tears.

And it is really lucky to have the opportunity to perceive the world of the human race, and to be able to brag among the same race for a long time.

However, the experience of the human race is not limited to positive experiences such as warmth and comfort.

Cangshan thought, since when will the sword spirit be able to coax people like this, obviously the perception of the human race he experienced last time was also painful.

Chu Lan walked behind Cangshan's wheelchair while talking, and was about to push him out.

"What the hell did this Chu Qing go through? If he hadn't met me, he would be able to slash people with knives now. No wonder he has been dead for 200 years and still persists in his obsession."

The wheelchair is not high, Chu Lan saw that it was difficult to change the subject, so she simply leaned forward to look at the wooden puppet, "Be happy, Master, your thread will fall into my hands, be careful, I will tie a bow for you ?”

Cang Shan exhaled deeply, the spirit thread slowly tightened, and said: "Yes, yes, apprentice."

"Taking advantage of me." Chu Lan was about to hit him on the head, thinking that the wooden puppet was so weak that he might not be able to bear the blow, so she simply gave up.

He originally wanted to ask Cangshan how much he knew about the old state and the Gu family, but on second thought, Cangshan was only born less than a month ago, if he knew there would be a ghost, so he gave up again.

But soon his attention was attracted by the surrounding scenery.

Ginkgo biloba is planted all over the Gu family's family, and it is also an old tree of the fairy family. It is the season of falling leaves, and the wind blows through the forest, like golden rain, full of spiritual atmosphere.

The spiritual leaves that can nourish the heart and heart are laid on the stone pavement with a soft layer, and they will not be swept away. When the wind blows the sleeves of the servants, a few leaves will rise and a few will fall.

Chu Lanyin narrowed her eyes and said, "It's so beautiful."

This exclamation was heard by a pair of teenagers passing by, and one of them, who was dressed elegantly, cast a disdainful look and whispered to his companion, "I don't know anything!"

"Ginkgo is originally a human thing." Cang Shan read aloud, his eyes fell on the young man, and said: "You, stop."

The young man was startled, looked left and right, and after confirming that it was him who was called, he folded his sleeves and bowed: "Mr. Min."