"Tianyin Sect?" Bingchen asked.
"Um."
Lan Youmeng nodded.
"The most mysterious and oldest sect among the ten immortal sects." Lan Youmeng said with a slightly solemn expression.
Bing Chen became interested, and being able to receive such comments from Lan Youmeng showed that this sect must not be simple, so he asked: "How does the strength compare with the Blood Soul Sect?"
Lan Youmeng shook her head.
"I don't know, but I have an intuition that if any sect in the world offends him, it will definitely pay a heavy price."
"So powerful!" Bing Chen said in surprise.
You must know that what Lan Youmeng is talking about is all the sects in the world today, and according to Bingchen's understanding, the Blood Soul Sect is considered outstanding in terms of strength.
However, Bingchen immediately thought of another thing and asked quickly: "When you were overcoming the tribulation, were there any traces of the Tianyin Sect among the sects that attacked you?"
Hearing this, Lan Youmeng glanced at Bing Chen with a half-smile.
Touching his nose, Bingchen quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, if there is this Tianyin Sect, no matter how powerful he is, if he dares to touch my wife, I will make him repay double in the future."
With a pursed smile, Lan Youmeng joked: "Why do I feel like you don't have the confidence to say this?"
"No way, I promise you, I will never let go of any of those sects that attacked you in the future." Bing Chen said seriously.
A different kind of smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Lan Youmeng nestled against Bingchen's chest and said softly: "Don't worry, the Tianyin Sect has been hiding from the world all year round and doesn't care about worldly affairs. Our Blood Soul Sect has never had any grudges with him. But if you want to get some news from them in the future, it might be a problem."
Hearing this, Bingchen felt anxious and a little inexplicably aggrieved, and quickly said: "I'm wronged, You Meng, I really didn't give in. I was just thinking in my heart, can I use this sneak attack on you to make a fuss and blackmail you?" Ichibandai Hidden Sect..."
Lan Youmeng smiled quietly and let Bingchen feel uneasy.
...
After a while, Lan Youmeng said: "Okay, let's put aside the matter of Fu Sheng Jue for now, and let's talk about what's going on with your Consciousness Sea."
Looking at Lan Youmeng with some resentment, Bingchen quickly kissed her red lips while she was not paying attention, and then said with a satisfied look: "The soul power of that evil medicine is so powerful, I am trapped in the soul pillar." , I tried to open up the sea of consciousness when I had nothing to do, but unexpectedly I actually made it happen."
Giving Bingchen an angry look, Lan Youmeng wanted to say that you had nothing to do and didn't want to think about how I spent this year.
Seeing Lan Youmeng's somewhat resentful eyes, Bingchen immediately understood what she was thinking, kissed her forehead gently, and said: "It's not that I don't want to come out to see you, it's not that I don't want to get in touch with you, it's just that this soul Zhu is so evil that he doesn't listen to my orders at all, so that my spiritual thoughts cannot be transmitted at all."
There was a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, but Lan Youmeng still pretended to be dissatisfied with Bingchen's explanation.
Seeing this, Bingchen felt aggrieved, and quickly said: "Really, Youmeng, you have to believe me. When my soul was smashed to pieces by that bastard of evil medicine, even though it was sucked in by the soul pillar, I have been in a daze, and I don’t know how long it took me to recover. I have always wanted to get in touch with you, but this damn soul pillar never gave me a chance. Later, when I had nothing to do, I practiced the evil medicine fire burning technique. But who would have thought that with this deceptive skill, as soon as it enters deep cultivation, the soul will completely lose its perception of the outside world until the end of the cultivation. This comes and goes and is delayed. When I wake up, it is this time .”
A bit of heartache appeared in Lan Youmeng's eyes, and she caressed Bingchen's face with her jade hand, saying softly: "Don't be so stupid again."
Gently holding Lan Youmeng's cattails, Bingchen smiled softly and said: "I couldn't control myself, my body's instinctive reaction, I only know that if I didn't stop you at that time, I would definitely spend my life in regret. "
Jade hands trembled slightly, and she looked at Bing Chen with a gentle gaze. The red lips parted slightly, but he hesitated to speak, but in the end it just turned into a gentle smile.
There is no need to express too much, the two of them have the same mind, and they can tell what the other person is thinking with just one look.
Lan Youmeng knew that no matter how many times she gave orders, if a critical moment came, Bing Chen would still stand in front of her like last time. What she has to do now is to restore her cultivation as soon as possible so as to avoid similar situations that may occur in the future.
Nestling in Bing Chen's arms, looking at the dark sea of consciousness, Lan Youmeng's expression became a little solemn and asked: "Chen'er, do you know why your sea of consciousness is such a color?"
"This, it's mutated."
After giving Bingchen an angry look, Lan Youmeng thought Bingchen was joking with her.
"Really, it really mutated and became a special sea of consciousness."
"Special sea of consciousness?"
Seeing Lan Youmeng's confusion, Bingchen sent out a spiritual thought that penetrated into Lan Youmeng's eyebrows.
"Perhaps it's because this sea of consciousness is condensed in this special soul pillar, and every ray of divine thought in it contains a hint of devouring artistic conception, that it becomes what it is now." Bing Chen said.
Feeling slightly at ease, Lan Youmeng visibly relaxed.
Gently stroking Lan Youmeng's hair, Bingchen said with a smile: "The special sea of consciousness is extremely rare. Although I don't know what its benefits are yet, I won't be disappointed if I think about it. In the future, I will also release the sea of consciousness." Here, since you Youmeng can even refine my soul pillar, why not try to refine my sea of consciousness as well. If you can really do it, I think it will be of great help to the recovery of your soul."
Without refusing, Lan Youmeng pursed her lips and nodded slightly.
...
Deep inside the Yaoling Tribe’s palace, in an exquisite attic.
The white jade incense burner has wisps of green smoke and a delicate fragrance.
In the center of the room, there was a bed of spiritual wood, with Bing Chen lying quietly on it. Even though it has been more than a year, there is no dust on his body, and even his clothes are neat and wrinkle-free.
Next to the wooden bed, a figure sat cross-legged in silence, surrounded by a faint blood light, and wisps of spiritual energy were absorbed into his body as he breathed out.
At a certain moment, Bing Chen moved his fingers, and then his eyelashes trembled a few times. His eyes, which had been closed for more than a year, slowly opened a gap.
Uh-huh!
Beside, Yan Lingjiao suddenly opened her eyes, flashed with excitement, and immediately ducked to the bedside.
"Master!" Yan Lingjiao said excitedly.
Bingchen smiled softly, put his hands on the bed, and was about to get up, but Yan Lingjiao took a step ahead of him and gently supported him.
"Are you the only one? Where are the others?" Bing Chen asked.
"Yaoyao and Yaoer went to fight with those monsters. Master went out to perform a mission and hasn't come back yet. I... I have nothing to do so I am here to protect the master..."
Still so shy, Yan Lingjiao's face started to blush a little after she said a few words.
In fact, without Yan Lingjiao's words, Bingchen had already sensed the location of Yunyao and Qi Yao, which was two hundred miles away.
"Huh!"
Bingchen let out a light sigh.
"What's wrong? Master!" Yan Lingjiao was startled and asked quickly.
"Don't worry, it's okay."
That's true, but it's a good thing.
Bing Chen discovered that his current cultivation had reached the peak of the Concentrating Soul Realm, and he could even break through to the Yuan Shaping Realm at any time if he wanted to. In addition, Bing Chen also discovered that the Yuan Power in his body had been transformed by about 70%!
You don't need to think about Bing Chen to know what's going on.
"Thank you for the hard work, girl."
Hearing this, Yan Lingjiao came to understand and quickly said: "Yaoyao has been very tired these days. Most of the time she has been practicing Qigong with you, master. When your spiritual power is exhausted, eat some spiritual fruits and medicine." The elixirs have been delivered almost day and night for more than a year, and it was not until Master Youmeng spoke a few days ago that Yaoyao stopped."
Bingchen smiled helplessly, with a hint of pity in his eyes.
"Let's go see what they are doing."
As soon as he finished speaking, amid Yan Lingjiao's exclamation, Bingchen grabbed her waist and flew out of the attic in a flash.
With a thought in his mind, the wings of Emperor Yan unfolded, and within a moment, they turned into a streak of fire and disappeared from the horizon.
The little heart was beating fast, Yan Lingjiao's pretty face was blushing, and she felt very ashamed. Although she turned her head to the side, she couldn't help but glance at Bing Chen secretly.
Time passed quickly and long. Yan Lingjiao was still in a daze when she heard several roars of beasts in the distance.
There were still more than ten miles apart, Bing Chen stopped in the distance and used his soul power to envelope him and Yan Lingjiao.
The two battlefields in the distance were both fiercely fought.
It was particularly intense at Yunyao's place, turning into fire and constantly bombarding the Xuan Ming Turtle on the ground. A small fist often hits the turtle shell, causing an ear-splitting sound. Around her, fourth-level monsters such as the Qili Demon Tiger and the Howling Moon Wolf were blasting towards Yun Yao almost non-stop with their magical powers. No matter how well she avoided it, she would still be hit from time to time, causing her to scream in pain. .
The long skirt was torn and there were a few blood stains on her body, but her little face was full of excitement.
In fact, compared to the injuries Yunyao suffered, those fourth-level monsters were miserable. All of them were defeated and beaten till their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. Especially the Qili demon tiger, with its tail between its legs and wounds all over its body. Once caught by Yun Yao's gaze, it quickly ran away with its tail between its legs, looking wretched and extremely frightened.
Compared with Yunyao's great success, Qi Yao seems to be a little stretched.
Standing between three third-level monsters, Qi Yao dashed left and right, occasionally letting out a cry of pain.
He didn't use blood to refine the world, nor did he use any magical powers. He just used bloodthirsty tactics to fight the monsters in close combat. The body turned into blood and struck fiercely. In one blow, even the powerful defense of the third-level monster was splashed with blood.
Seeing this scene, Bing Chen was greatly surprised.
You know, Qi Yao was only in the late stage of concentration at this time.
This reminded him of the timid and cowardly woman who faced the monster when the city was abandoned.
"Not bad." Bingchen said with a smile.
Hearing this, Yan Lingjiao couldn't help but roll her eyes at Bingchen, and then couldn't help but say: "Master, do you know how much hardship Yaoyao has suffered in order to catch up with you?"
Bingchen sighed secretly, how could he not know.
Qi Yao's breakthrough in cultivation is understandable. With the support of his own Chaos Spiritual Root, it took more than a year to break through to the late stage of Concentration. If there is a sufficient supply of elixirs and spirit crystals, it is somewhat possible. But the breakthrough in the realm of body refining can only rely on her own efforts.
Now, Qi Yao is not only on the verge of breaking through to the next level in cultivation, but also in physical training. Bing Chen could tell that Qi Yao's blood energy was now almost as strong as his own, and both were at the peak of their late-stage firmware.
Seeing Bingchen looking at her, Yan Lingjiao quickly blushed and turned aside, and said in a serious tone: "For more than a year, except for practicing with you, Yaoyao spent almost all the rest of the time with Yao'er. She fights with these monsters, and every time she comes back, she is covered with injuries. If it weren't for the many alchemists of the Yaoling Clan, she might not be able to hold on anymore."
Looking at the figures fighting desperately among the three third-level monsters, Bing Chen felt distressed, but at the same time he felt touched and happy.
