Chapter 885 Qingshui’s Gift

The dead energy surrounding his body absorbed most of Wang Lin's vitality, slowly released, headed straight for Li Muwan, hovering in front of Li Muwan, and the vitality extracted from Wang Lin immediately merged into Li Muwan's Nascent Soul in a special way.

"The so-called Qixi Festival technique means persisting for seven days. If the Nascent Soul can persist for seven days, it will naturally recover and wake up." Xiang's ancestor said slowly.

Wang Lin was silent and stared at Li Muwan's Nascent Soul in a daze, without any regrets in his heart.

Li Muwan seemed to be able to detect all this, her body trembled slightly, but the body of the Nascent Soul had no tears, but it could turn into a silent sorrow.

The dead aura surrounding Li Muwan's Nascent Soul constantly brought vitality into Li Muwan's body. Gradually, Li Muwan's Nascent Soul began to condense.

Time passed slowly, the first day, the second day...

However, on the third day, Li Muwan's gradually solidified Nascent Soul stopped everything, because Wang Lin's vitality had all disappeared.

"It's a pity... the Chinese Valentine's art was the first technique to change fate in ancient times. This technique is so powerful that even a dead person can be completely resurrected, provided that he has enough vitality!

The technique of conveying vitality is by no means equal, but completely asymmetry. The Chinese Valentine's Day represents seven days. Every day is added, the vitality required is a hundred times the previous day. In this way, when the seventh day is the most critical, the vitality required is huge and unimaginable! Your vitality can only last for two days. Even if I don't take half of your life as a requirement to take action, it is not enough to persist in this third day!

Xu Mu, do you have something to add vitality?” Xiang’s ancestor spoke slowly.

Li Muwan's Nascent Soul had no vitality to integrate and began to dissipate again. This time the dissipation was faster and more violent than before, as if it could collapse at any time and disappear completely.

"Continue to suck my vitality..." Wang Lin looked at Li Muwan with softness in his eyes. This woman had been waiting for him for hundreds of years, just because of a promise.

After practicing Taoism for thousands of years, this woman has only come to her heart. However, after the other party left, in the endless loneliness, and in the little memories, I slowly realized that I have always cared about it...

He just looked at Li Muwan like this, staring at the sadness of life and death, homelessness...

There was a distance between the two people, not far away, just like on both sides of the river bank, one side was him and the other side was her. In the middle, there was the continuous wounds and pains that had been continuously flowing for thousands of years, turning into rivers and flowing far away. However, this painful river could not be washed away even if it surged or torrential, and its firm eyes and waiting.

In my ears, the sound of the sadness echoed again, and the feeling of the rising sun and sinking the moon. In the sound of the piano, it seemed that a bridge was built for Wang Lin and Li Muwan, so that the two of them could truly feel the existence of each other.

With the death breath lingering, it separated from Li Muwan's body, surrounding Li Muwan on one side and surrounding Wang Lin on the other side.

Vitality is constantly drawn out of Wang Lin's body along with the dead air and integrated into Li Muwan's Nascent Soul. Even if it is hundreds of times more vitality, it can be exchanged for Li Muwan's survival. Wang Lin has no regrets!

He looked at Li Muwan quietly, with a soft smile on his face. His appearance aging again, wrinkles permeated, and the passing of vitality made him feel like he had lived a thousand years of life in this moment.

There was not much vitality in Wang Lin's body. Such rapid absorption made Wang Lin feel more clearly the summoning from the way of heaven.

He took a deep breath, and a stronger vitality burst out from his body in an instant. This explosion seemed to turn into a storm of life, sweeping around, causing the countless heads here to flash suddenly at this moment.

"Huh!" Inside the coffin, the ancestor of Xiang's family was stunned. At this moment, the lid of the coffin tilted to the side, revealing a body as thin as a corpse inside!

A cold and ruthless gaze that exuded a strong dead aura quickly flashed out the moment the corpse's eyes opened and fell on Wang Lin.

In the Alliance Star Field, within a cultivation star, Wang Lin's deity was hiding in a cultivation sect and acting as a low-level disciple. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged and meditating, and a lot of vitality in his body disappeared wildly.

However, this dissipation was not stopped by the deity, but looked at the sky calmly and remained silent.

His long-lasting cold gaze at this moment, like a ***, reveals softness.

The vitality that poured into the *** through special methods and large-scale consumption continued to pour into Li Muwan's Nascent Soul. Gradually, Li Muwan's Nascent Soul began to condense again.

Time passes slowly, the third day, the fourth day...

On the fifth day, Wang Lin's original body was dull and his red hair became dark, and his vitality was consumed a lot. Even if he was the body of an ancient god, he could not bear it.

After the fourth day of the Chinese New Year, Li Muwan's Nascent Soul was completely solidified. In her Nascent Soul, there was a trace of vitality, and the dead energy was completely expelled.

However, this trace of vitality cannot be stabilized or awakened without Wang Lin's vitality.

Four days are the limit! Wang Lin has no way to spend this fifth day!

"I can only do this step. If you don't have enough vitality, you will naturally not be able to resurrect this Nascent Soul." The ancestor of the Xiang family looked calmly and looked at Wang Lin again in the coffin. A cyclone of death echoed, rolling Li Muwan and Wang Lin, directly sending it out of the passage and sweeping along the cracks.

During this process, Wang Lin immediately pinched his hands with his hands, and a series of forbidden things spread wildly outside Li Muwan's Yuanying, causing the trace of vitality to dissipate slowly.

The moment he rushed out of the ravine, the two eyes immediately condensed into Wang Lin's body.

Qingshui was stunned when she saw Wang Lin at this moment and remained silent.

As for Xiang Yundong, he seemed to have known this scene for a long time. He glanced at Wang Lin and withdrew his gaze.

Wang Lin carefully put Li Muwan's Nascent Soul into the storage bag, looked at Qingshui, and said calmly: "Senior Brother, let's go."

Qingshui sighed inwardly, rolled up her sleeves, took Wang Lin directly, broke through the sky and left far away.

Xiang Yundong looked at the direction where Wang Lin disappeared, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and murmured to himself: "Xu Mu, although I am plotting against you, I have not concealed anything. With your mind, I naturally knew that helping you recover your Nascent Soul at the cost of a lot of vitality. In this way, we don't owe each other!"

In the starry sky, Qingshui and Wang Lin turned into two meteors and flashed by.

"Senior Brother, do you know this thing?" During the flight, Wang Lin was silent all the way. At this moment, he opened his mouth and slapped the storage bag. The coffin of the sky flew out and landed in front of him.

Qingshui paused, glanced at the coffin avoiding the sky, and a red light flashed with his right eye. After a long time, he said in a deep voice: "I have never seen this thing before, but there is a strong fairy energy here, which is obviously something from the fairy world. In addition, there is also an extremely special power inside it, which looks like a certain rule. This thing should be used for healing, right?"

Hearing that even Qingshui didn't know about this thing, Wang Lin sighed secretly, put away the coffin from the sky, and whispered: "It should be used to heal the wound, but he didn't know the method."

Qingshui did not continue to ask, looking at the starry sky in the distance, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly said, "Xu Mu, although you have not entered the Ascension Pool, you have passed the test. It is very dangerous for me to go to the Alliance this time, I am afraid that I will not be able to accompany you. In this way, everything in the Alliance Star Domain depends on you!"

Wang Lin nodded, but felt bitter inside. He could feel that the call of the way of heaven was getting closer and closer.

"You have learned these three immortal techniques. As for the other two immortal techniques, I will teach you now!" Qingshui said, and his fingers became a sword, pointing it between Wang Lin's eyebrows. Suddenly, a rapid immortal power merged into Wang Lin's body in an instant.

At the same time, all information about the art of summoning rain and sprinkling beans into soldiers immediately appeared in Wang Lin's mind. Qingshui's behavior belongs to the inheritance!

Inheritance is absolutely different from teaching. Only those masters and apprentices can inherit it. In this way, it can ensure that the skills passed down are not lost at all, and even reduce many unnecessary detours, which directly makes the inheritors feel the most.

Qingshui looked at Wang Lin and sighed in her heart. At the beginning, he was just to repay his master. Although Master was a joke back then, it was the only thing he could repay after he woke up. He didn't care much about Wang Lin, even if he saved him, it was for his master.

Wang Lin did not enter the Ascension Pool, Qingshui was very disappointed and had decided that this matter was that Wang Lin had broken up with his master. From then on, there was no connection. He would wholeheartedly look for the mystery of the collapse of the immortal world and the cause of his madness back then!

However, after witnessing Wang Lin willingly got to this point for a woman and gave up almost all his vitality, Qingshui reminisced about it.

Looking at Wang Lin, Qingshui seemed to see himself when he was back then, and a heart-wrenching pain emerged in his heart, which he would never forget. After waking up, he looked at the blood all over the ground, his lover's closed eyes and his sad face.

At that moment, his heart collapsed!

With melancholy, Qingshui looked at Wang Lin no longer as he used to treat the other party as a way to repay his master, but showed a hint of softness.

"You have not entered the Immortal Ascension Pool, this immortal art cannot be fully utilized. Senior brother has nothing to give you, so I will give you a magic power of immortality to help you perform the immortal art!"
Chapter completed!