Heart-warming

This time, Wang Lin almost felt like he was leading to the starry sky tunnel when he went to the fairy world, but this feeling was relatively short and almost immediately dissipated. Wang Lin's figure appeared in an ancient teleportation array inside and outside.

Wang Lin swept his spiritual sense, and with his calmness, he couldn't help but look horrified.

This place is only 800,000 miles away from the sea of ​​demon cultivation. One teleportation, crossing several ancient teleportation arrays, Wang Lin analyzed that the distance is at least tens of millions of miles. The journey that originally took more than a month to complete actually took a blink of an eye. This shocked Wang Lin in his heart.

He looked down at the fairy jade in his hand. Its color was no longer pure white, but slightly gray, and the fairy spirit inside it was about one tenth less.

Recalling the illusory shadow that appeared on the ancient teleportation array just now, Wang Lin suddenly realized that perhaps this is the real usage of the ancient teleportation array. The power of the top-grade spirit stone can only open the nearest teleportation array point. Only by using fairy jade can all the array points connected to this teleportation array be opened, thus giving an additional choice.

"But one teleportation consumes one tenth of it. Although I have a lot of fairy jade, I can't afford it. This is not a teleportation, but a consumption of fairy energy... I'm afraid there are not many people who can teleport with fairy jade in the Vermillion Bird Star..." Wang Lin laughed at himself, moved his body and flew forward.

The matter is not much different from Wang Lin's guess. In the Vermillion Bird Star, there are not many people who can have the ability to open the teleportation array with the Immortal Jade, but there are too few...

Only the four old monsters in the Suzaku Kingdom will use the Immortal Jade Teleport without any worries...

While Wang Lin flew, he touched the beast-driving circle on his wrist. During the second battle with the red butterfly, the Thunder Frog was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. Although he was printed in the beast-driving circle at this moment, the frequency of absorbing spiritual power has changed from once every few days before to once every few months.

Wang Lin knew in his heart that if he had not maintained the input of spiritual power for the past period of time, this thunder frog would have been difficult for him to survive.

"This time I returned to Chu State, I wonder if Wan'er can cure the thunder frog. Alas, this beast has this life and death disaster because of me. I, Wang Lin, cannot abandon it..."

He thought this in his heart, and a slight fluctuation suddenly came from his wrist, as if he was responding.

At this moment, Li Muwan, who was in the Yuntian Sect in the Chu State, sat in the head palace of the East Garden in the sect, and there was a piano in front of her. Her jade fingers were playing on the piano, and the sound of wonderful music was heard.

This hundred years passed by for Wang Lin, but for Li Muwan, it was too long.

At this moment, her appearance has changed a little bit from that year, and she has seen a little vicissitudes. Indeed, with her age, if it weren't for the help of the dew of Tianni Bead, it would have turned into a pile of white bones.

"For the past century, I have always been in the late stage of the elixir... The dew you gave me is useless. I can feel that my body is weak day by day... If I still cannot form a baby within ten years... I..." A trace of sadness appeared in Li Muwan's eyes. She held it up and did not shed tears.

But the sound of the piano revealed her mood. The sound of the piano was full of helplessness and sadness. Everyone who heard it was heavy in her heart.

"Wang Lin...Where are you..." The sadness in Li Muwan's eyes became stronger, and her heart was very painful.

The scenes of acquaintance with Wang Lin kept echoing in her mind, which was the only motivation for her to keep waiting. If these memories were gone, even if her body had not yet died, her heart would have been dead.

"Wang Lin... Maybe when you come back, we are already separated by life and death..." The tears in Li Muwan's eyes finally couldn't help but shed two lines.

At this moment, outside this attic, there were two people standing, both of them all white-haired.

"The sound of the sect leader's piano is full of death...ah..." one of the old men shook his head and said.

"Liu Fei, the sect leader failed in three infants in a hundred years, and even took a lot of elixirs. If she hadn't had the idea of ​​seeing that person again, she would have lost her fragrance and lost her beauty in the failure to form infants thirty years ago..." The old man in black next to him said with a wry smile.

"Song Qing, do you think that person... is he still alive..." A cold figure flashed in Liu Fei's mind, and his body trembled immediately. A hundred years passed, and he could never forget the fear he had back then.

"A hundred years ago, he was in the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, how could he die? If I was right, he would probably have reached the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage at this time." Song Qing was silent for a little while and sighed softly. His inner fear was more than Liu Feng. The scenes of that year often woke him up in his dreams.

That killing has become his inner demon.

"Oh, even if he reaches the late stage of the Nascent Soul, he may not be able to save the fate of Yuntian Sect..." Liu Fei looked bitter.

Song Qing was silent, and after a long time, he smiled bitterly: "The foreign monk destroyed the Qingtian Sect three days ago. I don't know who the next target is..."

"Even the envoy was scared away by this man's magical powers and did not dare to resist at all. The fate of my Yuntian Sect is already destined." Liu Fei said bitterly.

"The four great elders in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, Elder Liu was killed thirty years ago, and Elder Gongsun is now unknown... Alas." Song Qing sighed.

At this moment, the sound of the piano broke and Li Muwan's gentle voice came from the attic.

"Two seniors came in to talk, Wan'er was unwell and would not leave to greet her."

Liu Fei and Song Qing quickly said respectfully, looked at each other, hurried forward, and entered the attic.

Li Muwan stared at Qin in a daze, shook her head gently, and looked at the two of them.

Liu Fei's eyes showed a complex look and he whispered: "Sect Master, your body is the most important thing. Playing the piano is the most exhausting..."

Li Muwan sighed softly and smiled and said, "My body is already weak. Even if I don't play the piano, I will not be able to live for ten years."

Liu Fei sighed secretly.

"Is there any news about Elder Gongsun?" Li Muwan said calmly.

"Elder Gongsun went to find the foreign monk seven days ago, but he has not returned yet... I'm afraid..." Song Qing looked sad and didn't say anything more.

Li Muwan remained silent. After a long time, she smiled miserably and said, "Have you found out about the origin of the foreign monk?"

Liu Fei whispered: "I just know that this person looks young and is good at using various poisonous insects. His body is full of bloodthirsty. He should be a bloodthirsty person. He suddenly appeared in our Chu State a month ago. In seven days, he destroyed three sects in a row and killed several Nascent Soul cultivators... Three days ago, the Qingtian Gate was completely destroyed, and only a few peripheral disciples visited relatives were spared from this calamity."

Li Muwan stared out the window in a daze. After a long time, she was about to speak when suddenly her face became extremely rosy, her whole body trembled slightly, and she coughed violently.

Liu Fei and Song Qing immediately showed concern.

Li Muwan put her right hand on her mouth and coughed a little, then calmed down. She glanced at the shocking blood in her palm, picked up the handkerchief and wiped it off, and said softly: "In a few days, when I am better, I will return your soul thoughts, you... Let's run away from your own life..."

"Sect Master!" Liu Fei and Song Qing spoke almost at the same time, with deep sadness in their eyes. Although they had always been in the hands of Li Muwan, Li Muwan had not threatened this for more than half of this in the past century, and even held the courtesy of the younger generations to them. People are not plants and trees. Over the past century, a trace of resentment from the past has long disappeared.

"The Sect Master, Ouyang Zi's Life-Extension Pill, has been studied for many years. As long as you succeed, your body will definitely be restored." Liu Fei said.

Li Muwan shook her head and said softly: "No, even if it is really refined, it will only give me a little vitality. Over the past ten years, I have discovered that I am slowly aging... Maybe in a few years, I will be gray-haired... Besides, Yuntian Sect is afraid that this can't escape..."

Song Qing said bitterly: "Sect Master, we can seek help from the trolls. This foreign monk scared away the messenger of the trolls. The trolls will definitely take action. We just need to survive for a while."

"Trolls..." Li Muwan shook her head gently and said, "In the eyes of the Trolls, we are just tools to refine alchemy for them... Besides, I heard that the Trolls are at a loss because of the matter between Zeng Niu and his young clan leader, and I am afraid they have no time to take care of us."

"Zeng Niu! Alas, if this person hadn't appeared, the trolls would have definitely not abandoned us..." Liu Fei said.

"If Zeng Niu could come to our State of Chu, this disaster would definitely be resolved." Song Qing said mockingly. His words were just emotion, and he had never thought about a one-tenth of possible possibility in his heart.

Liu Fei smiled bitterly and said, "Zeng Niu, he is a senior master who can even be cut off by the proud daughter of the heavens. I am afraid that he has never even heard of the name of my Chu State."

"You go down and tell the two elders who are in seclusion. After I return my soul thoughts to you, let them leave..." Li Muwan said softly.

"Sect Master, what about you, please go with us." Liu Fei said.

Li Muwan's eyes showed a strong look of sorrow. At this moment, she was not afraid. Yuntian Sect, even if she was doomed, would not leave. Even if she died, she would die here. This was the place where she agreed with Wang Lin.

She didn't say anything, but shook her head gently, looking at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, and Wang Lin's figure appeared in her eyes...

"Brother Wang..."

A small beast the size of a fist flew out from the middle of Li Muwan's eyebrows, wandering beside her, and finally landed on the piano, looking at Li Muwan with little eyes, without blinking.

"Xiao Ling, where is your master?" Li Muwan rubbed his hand on the head of the beast and said softly.

Wang Lin galloped all the way through the eight hundred thousand miles. On this day, he stood on the edge of the sea of ​​demon cultivation and suddenly felt shocked. He looked at the direction of Chu State from afar, and for some reason, a tremor rose in his heart.

He had never had this tremor before, and suddenly appeared.

"Inner Demon? It is impossible. With my cultivation level, the casual inner demons cannot enter my soul at all." Wang Lin's body did not stop and stepped into the sea of ​​demon cultivation.
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