Chapter 1298

Lingqiong suppressed that one with his own strength, buried in the ground for three hundred years, had a wild heart, and sent it into Wu Rong's empty chest.

The bloody wound still exists on Wu Rong, and the spirit dome releases powerful spirit power to repair the wound for him.

There was thunder in the sky, but no thunder came down. It seemed that I had some scruples.

It was not until the Wurong pass was restored that the dark sky began to clear.

Wu Rong's heart returned and her weak body recovered immediately.

His pale face had a little color of blood, his eyes were still as calm as water, but it was hard to hide his surprise: "thank you, elder martial brother."

"To say thank you, I thank you." Lingqiong sighed in a low voice: "thanks to you for so many years."

Wu Rong's lips curled up and made no sound.

For thousands of years, he has not only protected the main hall, but also exhausted his cultivation for the memory of his elder martial brother being blocked.

There was also the suppression of the three animals in the side hall. They were so busy that they were in a mess.

Although the leader of Qingyun Zongwu a thousand years ago was not as good as his elder martial brother Xuanling, his handsome appearance was also in the spiritual cultivation continent. He was full of confidants and had a happy life.

Over the past thousand years, he has not only lived as an ascetic, but also pinned his life on his belt.

If elder martial brother comes back a few decades later, he will not only lose his accomplishments, but also his life.

Wu Rong's eyes half narrowed and swept the side hall: "elder martial brother, what are you going to do next?"

Since Gu Jin stepped into the side hall, there was no more fighting.

Lingqiong looked at the door and said in a soft voice: "she always thought I was the soul of an Mingji. I didn't tell her that the boy was a part of my soul."

Wu Rong's face changed when she heard that, and she suddenly turned back: "elder martial brother!"

At that time, in order to go against the heaven, the elder martial brother stepped into the underworld and found the ancient divine method. After the pain of distraction, the spirit separated the existence of an Mingji. All he did was one person.

Now, the elder martial brother told him that he had gone through all this pain, but he didn't tell the person who should know the most.

The pain of distraction, even the immortals and gods, has a huge potential danger. If you are not careful, you will be scared out of your wits.

Even after distraction, the elder martial brother has to experience the pain of distraction day and night.

The underworld is the land of blood and corpses. How could these monks go there.

As long as they don't soar in one day, they are all flesh body fetuses.

Wu Rong will always remember that the elder martial brother who came out of the sea of blood was paranoid and crazy because he got the ancient magic.

He is in the land of the sea of blood, flowing through the sea of blood, and no one knows the pain of the devoured flesh and blood.

Wu Rong still remembers that when he went to pick up his elder martial brother, his long legs had no flesh and blood, but only white bones.

"Why didn't you tell her the truth, elder martial brother?" Wu Rong fought for the spirit dome.

In his opinion, the elder martial brother has done so much and spent a thousand years to decorate all this, just to accompany daolv again.

For thousands of years, elder martial brother has been walking hard every step. How can he be easily obliterated.

Spirit dome lips Cape slowly hook up: "that wench Ao is very, only recognize that smelly boy."

Tone connivance, not half complain, even inexplicable spoil.

Wu Rong didn't understand. It was the elder martial brother who suffered the loss, but why didn't he have the slightest resentment.

He said coldly, "what about elder martial brother? Is everything you've done for so many years so easily erased? Does that girl still have heart? If she didn't have the elder martial brother's pay, she still doesn't know where she is. According to the heaven's way, she might have gone through what kind of torture from generation to generation! "

Lingqiong looked back at him: "younger martial brother, you should know that an Mingji is a wisp of spirit separated by me. All his ideas are born because of me. His love and hatred for Gu Jin are all born because of me.

Today is no longer a land of spiritual cultivation for thousands of years. The thinking of modern people is different from ours. In the land of spiritual cultivation, if the monks die and want to continue to live, they can change their soul into a leather bag, continue to live and cultivate, and even accompany with Taoist monks. Now the monks are declining, and their thinking is a new generation of civilization.

Gu Jin only recognizes an Mingji, so I am an Mingji. If he recognizes the Xuanling venerable a thousand years ago, then I am the Xuanling venerable. I will give her whatever she wants. She is still mine. "

All he wanted was a Gu Jin.

For him, Luoyu is Gujin, and Gujin is Luoyu.

Their spirits are the same, whether thousands of years ago or now, she is his.

Wu Rong opened her mouth slightly. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

Because the elder martial brother is right. All they have done in the past thousand years is to let the elder martial brother's Taoist partner come back to him.

Now, regardless of the process, they've done it.

"Younger martial brother, open the Lingquan in the back mountain, and I will shut down for the next three years."

For thousands of years, his cultivation has stagnated. If he wants to return to the peak period, he must rely on qingyunzong's Lingquan to improve.The Lingquan in the back mountain is more extensive than the Lingqi and stream in Gujin space.

"Good." Wu Rong answered.

Lingqiong stared at the side hall: "I'm afraid it's going to end. You should recall Qingyun sect's disciples as soon as possible and rectify the sect as soon as possible."

"I'll arrange it."

……

In the side hall.

After the door closed behind him, Gu Jin walked towards the center of the hall.

Under the gaze of an Mingji's three souls, she only said: "are you going with me, or do I take you with me?"

Gu Jinneng felt that the cultivation of an Mingji's soul in front of her was not low, far beyond her, but she was not afraid.

Space in hand, she just a little move ideas, can take them away.

One of them, an Mingji, came to Gu Jin.

He retreated angrily between his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were staring at Gu Jin, and he raised his hand to touch her face. His heart was so soft.

"I'll go with you," he whispered, as if in a trance

Gu Jin holds his hand, "good."

Words fall, instantly send each other to space.

She went to see the remaining two: "how about you?"

The first one is so good, naturally there are some bad ones.

The other two, who were still fighting with them before, disappeared. Although they liked Gu Jin, they were still on guard.

Looking at their looks, Gu Jin bent his lips.

Don't give two opening opportunities, Gu Jin directly rushed forward to send them into space.

As for beating and scolding them, we can't let outsiders see jokes. There's room to say anything.

Gu Jin also disappeared in place, into the space.

When she came to the space, she saw an Mingji standing at the edge of the stream, with three souls staring at an Mingji who had been immersed in the water for two years and never woke up.

Gu Jin came to them and pointed to an Mingji in the stream. His voice was as gentle as possible: "that's your noumenon. Now the past is fused with noumenon."

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