Chapter 149
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The heart of those techniques? The techniques and swordsmanship moves were all like the tide? Miraculously faded, and what replaced it was? Was it? Brushing away the figure —
He saw that in the raging fire of the secret realm, someone flew over like a white gull and hugged him. He saw that in the bamboo house window sill, someone lowered her eyes and played the zither. He saw that in the open space of the flowerbed, someone leaned over and held his hand, teaching him swordsmanship moves. He saw that in the candlelight of the night, someone held a scroll and sat by the bed, accompanying him to sleep …
All the figures were Hou? People.
Shen Shu sat cross-legged on the couch, as tense as a statue? How much did his face gradually relax? How much did it show? How much did it show?
— I should have understood long ago. His? True heart? Was Ye Yunlan.
His immortal cultivation was not for the heavens? Not for the earth, not for power, not for longevity, just for his? Master.
Nascent Soul, soul from heart? When the mouth appeared, his? Body seemed to have transcended? Layer of restraint, divine sense floated, vaguely seemed to be able to? Touch the heavens? Hard to say in the earth? Dao.
His inner heart? Mansion, see? This little jade person.
Her whole body was overflowing with immortal spirit energy, her face was as high as the heavens? Zhixue, sitting cross-legged in his heart? In the mansion, her eyes were closed, as if she was meditating.
Shen Shu's heart? With a slight thought, the Nascent Soul opened its eyes and raised its head slightly, as if looking at him.
However, Shen Shu knew that the Nascent Soul itself had no self? His own spirit and self? I realized that it was purely his? Heart? What condensed was his "immortal path"? Concrete, although it could? It could be controlled by his consciousness, but also? It was not a tangible life.
He looked at the heart? Sitting upright in the mansion? The little white figure, black hair soft to the knees, barely covered? Urgent matters, busy heart? Turning with his thoughts, he made it put on clothes? A layer of spiritual energy? Clothes.
What? He began to feel vexed. If Ye Yunlan were to ask about his nascent soul form after he came out of seclusion, how should he answer?
Shen Shu was deep in thought. Just as he was about to break out of his meditative state, he was suddenly struck by something. Suppressed for a long time? However, the evil aura began to bite back madly. An undercurrent? It began to surge violently.
Shen Shu snorted. Sound, sudden feeling? Mind Enlightenment? There was a dark fire burning at his mouth, and the world turned upside down.
There was no time to think about it. It was constantly twisting and spinning. In the world, he fell into darkness.
…
Tick tock.
He heard the sound of water.
His fingertips twitched. Do you want it? Get up, but feel nothing? Do you feel as if your entire body is being blanketed? When the carriages and horses ran over them, their bones were shattered and their tendons and veins were severed.
Hunger … thirst … pain …
Eyelids struggle to open, but see is? The darkness was perplexing, boundless and without end.
Is this Lian Tian? Guangye? Something that cannot be illuminated? Places.
Where … is this?
Mournful? The sound of the wind was mixed with the cries of malicious ghosts, and Hou? Something that makes one's hair stand on end? The sound of chewing.
Did he suddenly see something? A pair of eyes glowing with a faint bloody light? Eyes staring at him greedily. Long? Tongue sticking out, faintly visible in the darkness? The body was distorted, not like a human shape.
Tick tock.
Saliva fell from the monster's mouth? Sound.
The monster smelled blood in the air and approached him. Its huge body was getting closer and closer to him. The closer it got, the black demonic aura wrapped around his body.
He wanted to get up, but he couldn't move.
The monster stretched out its long tongue. Its tongue licked his wound. Saliva fell on it, and his skin and flesh made a sizzling sound. Was it hit? The sound of corrosion.
His pupils dilated. Suddenly, there was blood? A little ruthless? Scarlet.
— He couldn't? Die!
He still wanted to die? Leave here and find Hou? Hou … was very important? Hou? Hou.
Find … who?
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