Chapter 267

Cheng Lingjiao almost completely listened to Zhang Zhengli's words. Seeing that he said so, she didn't even think, so she nodded again and again, and her eyes were full of approval.

"Elder martial brother is right. Taoist friends are not feeling well. They really should have a rest first. It's not too late to talk about these things in the future."

With that, she held Zhang Zhengli's arm in her arms, and her face showed a shy color.

"Big... Big brother, why don't we go first."

Zhang Zhengli's face was stifled. A trace of panic appeared in his eyes. He coughed twice and said, "Yang Daoyou, I suddenly feel that this matter should be discussed again. After all..."

"Elder martial brother..."

Zhang Zhengli didn't finish his words. He just felt a strange voice. At the same time, a red shadow appeared above his head. It was Hunyuan Ling.

The powerful spiritual pressure emitted from the Hunyuan silk almost stopped Zhang Zhengli's words in the blink of an eye. The red long silk kept flying and circling, with a strong sense of threat.

"Cough, younger martial sister, have something to say, have something to say."

In front of the domineering Cheng Lingjiao, Zhang Zhengli changed his seriousness in the past, with an embarrassing smile on his face, and dared not say anything more.

Yang Xuan looked at him silently, and his face was full of sympathy.

The Hun yuan Ling herself was very powerful, and with Cheng Lingjiao's identity there, Zhang Zhengli had no idea of resistance, so he had to turn around and leave here with her.

Yang Xuan watched them leave all the time. When their figure disappeared completely, he was relieved and dared not delay. Even when he returned to the cave.

The five color light curtain of spiritual power closed slowly, isolating the information from the outside world.

In the empty cave, Yang Xuan sat cross legged on the bed, constantly examining himself with divine consciousness.

Although this sudden change greatly improved his cultivation, it also broke the balance of yin and Yang in his body. I don't even know if there are other sequelae.

After all, even if his cultivation is weak, he knows well, but he also knows a lot about the possible impact of the soaring cultivation.

The hot Liyan decisive power spread all over his limbs and bones. All meridians and acupoints were filled. The whole person had reached the limit of the middle stage of Kaiguang state, only one step away from the later stage.

"The spiritual power of Li yanjue not only soared a lot, but also seemed to be different?"

After Yang Xuan carefully scanned the condition in his body with divine knowledge, his eyebrows wrinkled immediately.

I don't know if it's his induction. I always feel that today's Liyan decisive power seems to have become a little pure, and its power is getting hotter and hotter. There are even dark red flowing threads in the meridians.

"What is this?"

Yang Xuan's thought moved slightly, and his divine consciousness immediately concentrated on a wisp of silk in the meridians, trying to analyze the power.

The extremely hot feeling came out. Although the hairsprings were small, the power contained in them was extremely powerful. With his current state, he could not feel it completely.

That is far beyond his own spiritual power.

It was precisely because of these small hairsprings that he felt that his spiritual power was a little rich. Those hairsprings were distributed among the spiritual power, constantly emitting faint strange light points and integrating into Yang Xuan's spiritual power.

Yang Xuan's expression gradually became dignified. He thought of Jiang Weisheng. At the beginning, he was also quietly boarding in his body. Finally, he broke into trouble and nearly killed him.

He hesitated for a moment and immediately raised a hand. The red spiritual power emerged and condensed into a spiritual light ball in the palm of his hand.

The light ball is very pure. There is no trace of variegation except red.

Yang Xuan's heart moved slightly, and his divine consciousness shrouded the whole right hand. After calling out some spiritual power again, his face became more and more ugly.

Those dark red hairsprings seemed to have life. Whenever they were about to leave Yang Xuan's body with the spiritual power, they would naturally turn to other meridians, or disappear into the flesh and blood. They would never flow out with the spiritual power of Li yanjue, as if they recognized his body.

Yang Xuan frowned. After hesitating for a moment, his left hand raised, his fingertips flashed, and a scar appeared on his right hand, from which blood continued to flow.

He quickly shrouded his divine consciousness in the past, and a little light constantly appeared in his scarlet blood, which looked very strange.

However, to Yang Xuan's disappointment, there was no dark red spiritual power in these spiritual lights. No matter how he sensed it, even Tianyan used it and still couldn't notice it.

This time, in the next hour, he used almost all the methods he could think of at present, trying to lead the dark red spiritual power out of the body, but he never had a way and had no effect.

Those spiritual powers seem to have their own consciousness. As long as they move a little, they will soon integrate into the meridians and disappear.

When Yang Xuan was worried, the little Panther woke up.

"Buns, what are you tossing about?"

Feeling the slightly disordered spiritual power in Yang Xuan's body, the little Panther asked strangely.

At present, Yang Xuan told it everything that had happened before, even including his dream.

"The flame in the sky? The dream? Restore as before?"

The little black leopard murmured two words, and then meditated. Yang Xuan's heart beat the drum more and more.

With Jiang Weisheng's warning, he now has a great sense of defense against these unknown existence in his body. If he provokes one, he doesn't think he will have such good luck.

"Buns, have you ever heard of Nirvana?"

When Yang Xuan was worried, the little black leopard finally ended his meditation and suddenly said a word.

Yang Xuan was stunned, frowned and thought for a moment, nodded and said, "I've heard that I've read some legends in books before. It's said that it is the unique ability of the Phoenix family and can be miraculously reborn after falling..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped, his eyes wide open and his face full of incredible color.

"You... You mean..."

"Well, I think you may have entered nirvana."

"How could it be! I didn't remember such a rebellious method. What's more, I was only seriously injured at that time, not even dying. It's said in the book..."

"The book says? Are you stupid?"

The little Panther's voice was full of disdain. It turned into a black streamer and showed its shape in Yang Xuan's knowledge of the sea.

"Although I don't have any impression of the Phoenix family, it's certainly not easy to take these two words as the family name. How can ordinary people know their secrets? What you call in the book is mostly made up by people at will."