"Master, what the hell is this place!" After taking a few pills, Xu Zhi had recovered a little, and at least her breath had stabilized a little, but her face was still pale, especially her face, which was full of blood. I'm afraid.
"How do you feel?" Tang Yuan asked with a funny look on his face.
Xu Zhi said weakly with a bitter look on her face: "No, it's very bad. If I hadn't just comprehended some of the true meaning of the Mo Dharma before, I'm afraid even my spiritual consciousness would have been wiped out."
Before leaving the mountain gate, Xu Zhi had just cultivated her magical powers to a small level. It was precisely because of this that she was able to withstand thousands of reincarnations and still maintain her true self.
But except for Xu Zhi, the rest of the people were in dire straits. Including Guo Sangsang, Yan Zhilan and others were still in a coma, apparently overwhelmed by the massive amount of unfamiliar memories.
Tang Yuan waved his hand, took out an exquisite wooden box from the void, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, how could I let you take this risk without any preparation?"
"This is the secret elixir taught by the old Taoist Mu Jin. It is specially used to awaken the true souls that have fallen into reincarnation. It took me a lot of money to take these few pills from his hand."
This pill is called the True Self Pill. Disciples of the Medicine King Sect who have gone through reincarnations can only awaken their past life memories after taking this pill.
"Reincarnation?!" When Xu Zhi took the ammunition, she keenly caught the key words, struggled to stand up, and asked doubtfully, "Isn't this a world heritage site that was wiped out by Guixu?"
Tang Yuan smiled and shook his head and said, "Apart from Guixu, isn't there a world related to bad luck in all the worlds?"
"It has nothing to do with Guixu, so where can it be?"
Xu Zhi frowned and thought hard, then suddenly said: "Master, are you talking about... Jiuyou?"
"Of course it's Jiuyou. Before reincarnation, you need to use bad luck to erase the marks of this person's life. After being reincarnated for nearly a thousand lives, haven't you realized that those are your previous bodies?" Tang Yuan smiled half-heartedly. Looking at Xu Zhi, she joked, "What, is it because you are not happy enough with me that you can't believe it?"
"Previous life..." After Xu Zhi heard what Tang Yuan said, she seemed to have been cast a restraining spell. She stood there blankly, only muttering to herself, and her soul had been thrown into the sky.
Tang Yuan did not disturb Xu Zhi. She was awakened by a word and began to understand. How much she could comprehend this time depended on her own luck.
The reason why Tang Yuan asked Xu Zhi to come here, apart from the illusory cause and effect, the most important thing is that Xu Zhi is the most accomplished person in the entire Three Immortals Island besides him.
It would be easier to enter reincarnation from the path of bad luck, but whether she can understand the true meaning of reincarnation like Yan Zhilan in her previous life is something that no one can say for sure.
Tang Yuan protected the enlightened Xu Zhi, while Jin Jiaojian stuffed the True Self Pill into the mouths of the remaining people.
After taking the elixir, it took another half an hour for several people to wake up one after another.
After Yan Zhilan woke up leisurely, the first thing she saw was Tang Yuan, who stood as tall as a pine and cypress, and Jin Jiaojian, who was pacing back and forth, bored.
Although Tang Yuan's reputation has spread throughout the Earthly Immortal World, his appearance and voice have not been spread except for the Three Immortals Island.
Not only him, but all souls have the ability to sense their own portraits, names, and tablets. Therefore, except for the consent of the soul, there are almost no similar things that are freely circulated.
People with more advanced cultivation, or great monks who are proficient in the way of the soul, can even sense when the thoughts in other people's minds are slightly stronger, almost the same as gods being worshiped by incense.
In fact, it is not uncommon for true immortals to consume incense and act as gods. There are also many people who cultivate both gods and immortals.
Moreover, there are some extremely weak orthodox gods whose strength is only at the level of Yuan Shen.
Although the various forces do not know Tang Yuan's specific appearance, there are many descriptions of him... His body is like a pine and cypress, his energy is like a brocade bamboo, he is free and easy from the dust, just like a banished immortal.
Through various detailed descriptions, when someone unexpectedly fails to recognize someone face to face, it leads to a disaster, especially when there is a little girl next to him, so he must be extremely vigilant.
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When Donghai met someone who met the conditions, Yan Zhilan knew in her heart that this person was most likely the sect master of Sanxian Island!
Yan Zhilan was even more frightened when she thought that there were several souls and demons who had lost the Nine Nether Dao at the hands of this one, and she knelt on the ground respectfully, not daring to move at all.
On the other side, Meng Ziwan also woke up from her coma. Due to her cultivation, her condition was even worse. Even with the protection of the True Self Pill, her thinking was still confused and it was difficult to identify herself.
Until he saw Tang Yuan, it was like a clear spring washing over the spiritual platform, washing away all the chaotic memories, and his own consciousness regained the upper hand.
"Brother..." Meng Ziwan looked excited, and then he realized it. It seemed a bit rude to do so, and said instead, "Tang... Sect Leader Tang."
Tang Yuan looked at Meng Ziwan with a smile and said softly: "Your soul has been severely damaged. Even if you use elixirs as a supplement, it will be difficult to recover for a while. Come with me to Sanxian Island to cultivate for a few months." .”
Meng Ziwan's mood was complicated, both excited and fearful. Although the person standing opposite him was his childhood playmate and brother, he was now a big shot at the top of the immortal world in Junlin, a true immortal of the Yuanshen.
Just like poor relatives inevitably feel a little restless when they seek refuge with rich relatives and friends, Meng Ziwan is also the same at this moment.
Although Tang Yuan only stayed in Lingzhou for more than ten days, he had bequeathed the Su family for hundreds of years. Even if the devil defeated the Daling Dynasty, the Su family still remained intact.
Moreover, during the past hundred years, Meng Ziwan had lived an absurd life of fine clothing, fine food, sex, and pleasure. Seeing Tang Yuan support his extravagant life now, he felt even more guilty and uneasy.
Tang Yuan saw Meng Ziwan's thoughts and said with a slight smile: "How is Uncle Meng's health lately? Today's Sanxian Island has abundant spiritual energy and is very suitable for cultivation. If there is nothing to do in Lingzhou, it is better to move here. good."
Meng Ziwan replied carefully and even respectfully: "Father, he is still in good health. When I came here, he told me that after the family affairs are settled, he also wants to come to the East China Sea to have a look."
Tang Yuan nodded and said: "The demon sect is raging in Lingzhou. It is not a place to stay for a long time. It is good to come to Sanxian Island to retire."
He looked at Meng Ziwan again and continued: "After arriving at Sanxian Island, you can first practice with Xu Zhi. It's not too late to work hard now, and there is still hope for the golden elixir."
Meng Ziwan was even more ashamed when he heard this, lowered his head and muttered: "Trouble... trouble the sect master."
Tang Yuan said gently: "You don't have to be so formal. Just call me brother from now on."
After chatting with Meng Ziwan for a few words, Tang Yuan turned to look at Yan Zhilan who was respectful.
"The true legend of Jiuyou came to my East China Sea, why?"
Hearing that Tang Yuan finally asked her, Yan Zhilan concentrated, knowing that her and her sister's lives depended on her next reply.
"My grandfather was the head of the Jiuyou Dao Hell, Yuan Shen Tian Mo Yan Fang. He was suppressed and killed by the Jiu Yuan Tian Mo two years ago. Only my sister and I escaped from the entire Yan family. If my senior is willing to spare my life and my sister's life, I am willing to seek refuge in the Three Immortals Island and work as a slave, a maid, and an ox or a horse."
Tang Yuan said expressionlessly: "Three Immortals Island is the direct descendant of the Sanqing Dynasty. There has never been any talk of servility. Since ancient times, demons and Taoists have been incompatible. If I hadn't seen that you don't have too many grievances from innocent people, I would have eliminated the demons long ago." Defend the law."
Yan Zhilan heard that although Tang Yuan's tone was not kind, but there was a hint of tolerance in his words, she quickly racked her brains to think about what value she had to impress this Taoist true immortal.
Suddenly, a flash of spiritual light struck the spiritual platform like lightning. Yan Zhilan seemed to have grasped some life-saving straw and shouted loudly: "Jiuzhou ***, I know the people who participated in the event of Jiuyou Dao this time, and their practice." I have magical powers, if your boss also attends this meeting, I can be of great help!"
Tang Yuan glanced at her coldly, making Yan Zhilan's whole body shiver with chills, and then said calmly: "If there are any traces of magic again on Sanxian Island, I will not be lenient!"
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