C204 (1/2)
In legend, the limit that the monks in this world can reach. That's the king at the top of all living beings. They are the best beings in the world. A word is the law, a word becomes a prophecy, and the words follow the law. Now, Hongling completely broke out the power of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror. What he had was the power of destiny.
He had a reason to do so. In his opinion, the remnant soul living in Xia Yan's body was absolutely not a good idea. Moreover, judging from the way she attacked herself, the ghost was certainly not a good person. If she were Xia Yan, she would never face her own sword.
Hong Ling didn't want to have any conflict with this ghost. After all, he and Xia Yan are good friends. He knew the process of Xia Yan's hand just now, but he also knew the unbearable thought in the heart of this remnant soul. He didn't want to get involved in Xia Yan's life, and he didn't want to blame the residual soul's fault. Everyone has his own way to go, he Hongling does not want to change the fate of others. However, the death penalty is excusable, the living crime is hard to forgive!
”Master, please don't embarrass Xia Yan and me. I don't want to have a conflict with you. All I have said is for me to respect myself in the future. ” Hongling's left hand coagulates a sword finger, the finger tip has the power of destiny circulation. His body flash, in that spirit has not yet reflected, has a point in Xia Yan's eyebrows.
At that moment, Yan's terror was broken down. Hongling can sense that the power of her quick finger has completely broken the power flowing in Xia Yan's body. The ghost also lost control of Xia Yan's body, slowly retracting the ring in her hand.
Hongling catches the falling Xia Yan, takes out a Huisheng pill and feeds her to swallow it. He used the vast genuine Qi to make medicine, and constantly led the medicine to repair her damaged meridians. He sensed the corpse gas in Xia Yan's body. After thinking about it, he gathered a little spark and put it into Xia Yan's chest.
With his divine sense, he led the thunder and fire in the sky and drifted in Xia Yan's body. At that moment, the flame of the corpse melted together. Xia Yan originally some pale cheek, slowly emerged a trace of blood color. Hong Ling thought and thought again and again took out a blood soul bead from the holy land, refined the blood gas in it, and put it into Xia Yan's body.
Xia Yan's dispirited breath gradually becomes full. But it was just an hour, her willow eyebrows trembled, slowly opened her eyes. In my eyes, she is holding Xia Rong. Hong Ling sits in the middle of the sword array, cross his knees and recovers the lost Qi.
Xia Yan some unexpected looking at the youth, looking at his familiar white clothes spread on the ground, I do not know why a glimmer of joy flashed in her heart. As long as he's not dead, that's fine. She didn't know what happened after she fell asleep. She was simply happy that Hong Ling was alive.
”Master! Thank you However, Xia Yan did not respond to the ring. She did not know that the master in her mouth had fallen into a deep sleep at this time because she was severely damaged by Hongling. Even though she is Xia Yan's master, Hongling will not be really polite. Since he wants to take his life, he has to pay some price. It's good if he doesn't erase it.
”Master, let's resume our cultivation first. Later, we'll catch up on our way.” Hong Ling opened his mouth to Xia Yan, then closed his eyes and carefully adjusted his breath.
He used the power of destiny which was beyond the holy land many times in the northern Ming sky tomb, and almost hurt the foundation. Fortunately, his body is really abnormal, has a very strong resilience. Now, with his constant healing with genuine Qi, his injuries have completely recovered. Even, because of the constant use of heaven's destiny, Hongling's control of her own power has reached its peak.
He looked at the countless soul calling banners fluttering in the wind at this time, and saw the sleeping ghost on it. A cold light flashed in his eyes. These ghosts have survived for at least tens of thousands of years. Which of them has Ganoderma lucidum? Unfortunately, with his current strength, it is very difficult to deal with one of them. He does not dare to make the idea of these ghosts.
Xia Yan's recovery speed is very fast, in just two hours, she has returned to the peak, became the once high spirited blood rose big leader. Hongling and his party did not rest, but chose to continue. On the road, there are some powerful ghosts blocking the way, but under Hongling's attack, these ghosts still fall under his sword.
Unfortunately, Hongling never got even one ghost Ganoderma. Obviously, such precious things in heaven and earth are rare in the northern Ming Tombs. Sad God sword still failed to evolve into a sacred weapon, but Hongling knew that it was fast. He felt it vaguely. The opportunity for the God of sorrow to advance is coming.
Three days later, the party finally got rid of the heavy fog and stood at the top of the tomb. Hong Ling looked down at the boundless fan forest, and then looked at the inscription stone forest, his face full of relief smile. For him, the stone forest of inscriptions and the forest of summoning souls are just too weird. He would rather face the powerful friars than stay in the two burials.
Fortunately, at this time, they have been standing on the top of the tomb of the northern underworld, so they do not need to face those terrible corpses and ghosts. Looking at the entrance of the ancient tomb, Hong Ling and Xia Yan look at each other. The young man took out the map of the tomb of the northern underworld and wanted to see what records the entrance had. However, when the map appeared in his hand, the tortoise shell in his space ring had a change.Hongling took out the tortoise shell and watched it soften slowly, forming a jade plate the size of a palm, which was engraved with countless seal characters. It suddenly burst out a ray of streamer, the map in the hands of the youth to ignite. Under the notes of the four people, the map was slowly incinerated, revealing the gold wire buried in it. These gold wires slowly melt in the flame, forming a small gold needle, falling in the center of the jade plate.