Lin Yu was filled with emotion when he saw that the mountains and plains were once filled with barren grass and dead trees.
He quickened his pace and rushed towards the top of the mountain like a stream of light.
"Stop everyone, who are you? Do you have a token?"
As soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain, a group of patrolling guards stopped Lin Yu and others. Seeing that they had an extraordinary temperament and a very gentle attitude.
"I am Lin Xiaoxiang, a disciple of the Beidou Holy Academy, and I am also the maid of Lin Yu, the previous headmaster of your body tempering lineage. I am here today to meet Zi'er, Mr. Jiang and the others."
Xiaoxiang explained.
"Lin Xiaoxiang?"
More than three years have passed, and Xiaoxiang's reputation as a goddess has gradually fallen silent, and many people cannot remember her.
"Are you the goddess Xiaoxiang?"
One of the old disciples saw that the visitor had a beautiful face and a fairy-like temperament. He had already determined that he must be a big shot. When he heard this again, he immediately thought of Xiaoxiang, the peerless goddess who was once famous in Daxia, and even remembered that she was the Saint of the Big Dipper. The inner elite of the courtyard.
Not daring to neglect at that moment, he invited everyone to go up the mountain and introduced the origin of Xiaoxiang to his fellow disciples.
"Are Zi'er, Mr. Jiang, Grandpa Shen, and Xiao Hao all on the mountain?"
Xiaoxiang asked the accompanying disciples of the body tempering lineage.
Lin Yu, Mu Xiuyun and others followed him without saying a word and listened quietly.
"Elder Jiang and Elder Shen joined the army when Daxia was invaded. They should be fighting on the battlefield now. Many of our disciples, led by Elder Yan and Elder Jushan, have also joined the army."
The old disciple responded respectfully.
Hearing this, Lin Yu and Xiaoxiang both felt worried. Although the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races had been defeated, the rabbits were anxious and biting people. Seeing that their way of life was cut off, they would definitely sink their boats and bury people with them.
Mr. Jiang and Mr. Shen went out with the army and were equally in danger.
But now it is too late to find them. Not to mention the vastness of Qinglong City, it is extremely difficult to find one or two people. The laws of Daxia alone do not allow it. It is a huge crime to escape during the war.
The small lonely peak is not high, and within a few breaths, everyone arrived at the Body Tempering Hall.
There is a group of children exercising in the martial arts field next to it. There are various tools for body training, and there are hot springs nearby for bathing and health.
"Brother Ninth, Senior Brother Ten, who did you bring to the mountain? Those two fairy sisters are so beautiful."
When a group of children saw the patrol team returning, they threw away the cauldron, boulders and other body-refining equipment in their hands, and gathered around, looking at Lin Yu and others with curiosity.
Looking at these lively children, Lin Yu smiled knowingly. The Body Tempering lineage was truly on the right track. He could finally explain to the ancestor of the Body Tempering lineage and repay him for giving him the root of the spiritual spring and the Nine. The grace of turning the Body Tempering Technique.
"Sister Xiaoxiang?"
A tender and sweet child's voice sounded not far away, with a hint of uncertainty and a hint of surprise in his tone.
Lin Yu and Xiaoxiang were startled at the same time and turned to look.
Not far away, I saw a little girl carved in pink and jade, as beautiful as a porcelain doll, holding a little white mouse, flying towards this side with a sword in her arms.
"Zi'er, can you fly with a sword?"
A bright smile broke out on Xiaoxiang's face.
After not seeing each other for more than three years, Zi'er still hasn't grown up or aged. She seems to be locked in childhood by the sky.
"Zi'er..."
Lin Yu's eyes were full of love and guilt. He left her in Qinglong Academy and almost let her die in the invasion of Daxia.
Zi'er flew over and threw herself into Xiaoxiang's painting, looking at Lin Yu with tears in her eyes, and said mentally: "Brother, I know it's you. I remember your soul and your eyes."
Lin Yu's eyes were moist. It took three years in the Demon Emperor Realm and another three years in the Death Abyss. He didn't spend much time with Zi'er, but Zi'er could remember everything about him.
"Zi'er, brother can't restore his true body yet, otherwise it will bring you trouble. When I successfully copy the mirror image, I can really meet you."
Lin Yu explained.
"Brother, I understand."
Zi'er was very sensible. She looked at Lin Yu and said seriously: "Everyone said that you and Sister Xiaoxiang are dead. I knew that you would not die and would come back to me."
Xiaoxiang lowered her head and kissed Zi'er's forehead, and asked softly: "Zi'er, how have you and Xiaobai been doing these years?"
"Everything is fine, it's just sister Yinlan..."
Zi'er's expression darkened, with a look of sadness on her face.
Hearing Yin Lan's name, Lin Yu suddenly felt a surge of sadness in his heart. He came back too late, missed the time, and made Yin Lan's fragrance disappear. This was what he owed Yin Lan.
Mu Xiuyun was afraid that Lin Yu would blame himself too much, so she quickly defended: "We are trapped in the abyss of death, unable to come back, and have missed time. I believe that the spirit of Saint Yinlan in heaven will not blame us."
"Sister Xiuyun, what are you talking about? Sister Yinlan is not dead yet."
Zi'er looked at Mu Xiuyun in astonishment.
"ah……"
Mu Xiuyun was stunned, and then showed a look of ecstasy. In her opinion, this was the best news she had heard after returning to Daxia.
Lin Yu, Xiaoxiang, Big Yellow Dog, Little Phoenix, and Yuwen Dian were all stunned. How could this be possible? Didn't even Sage Tianji say that Yinlan can persist for three years at most? Now half a year has passed. How could she not be dead?
"Zi'er, where is Yinlan, and what's her condition now?"
Lin Yu quickly asked.
"Sister Yinlan is in a soul-nurturing array in the backyard. Her aura is getting weaker and weaker. I can no longer absorb the soul power."
Zi'er said in a low voice.
There was a deep sadness in her voice. Lin Yu and Xiaoxiang had been away from Daxia for more than three years. Apart from the pet mouse, the only person she could talk to was Yin Lan. Even though Yin Lan couldn't respond, she cherished it. Therefore, her feelings for Yinlan gradually deepened.
"Zi'er, take me to see her immediately. I have a way to cure Yin Lan."
Lin Yu said impatiently.
"good."
Xiaoxiang nodded heavily, with a smile on her face. She believed in Lin Yu more than anything else.
"Brother, why hasn't Zi'er grown up yet?"
Long Ling'er had seen Zi'er several times, but didn't know the reason why she didn't grow up, so she asked Lin Yu in a low voice.
"Zi'er took the holy medicine and was left at that age forever."
Lin Yu told Long Ling'er through spiritual transmission, fearing to hurt Zi'er's heart.
"oh."
Long Ling'er nodded, feeling a little guilty for his curiosity. Growing up is a pain for anyone, and asking others will also bring harm.
Zi'er's soul perception is very strong. When she heard this, a trace of sadness flashed in her heart, but she did not show it.
The group of people rushed to the place where Yin Lan nourished his soul.
On the way, Lin Yu also learned that the main reason why Yin Lan's soul did not dissipate was not that Zi'er often nourished her with soul power, but...
