Jiang Yunchen casually summoned the Soul-Eating Mirror.
Although the Soul-Eating Mirror is a magical weapon, it also has basic mirror functions. His face was revealed in the fragments, and it looked the same as before, except for a mottled blood stain on his lip.
When he was in a coma, his spiritual power continued to heal the wounds. The big blood hole in his chest was repaired, not to mention the bite mark on his lip? So when Jiang Yunchen looked in the mirror at this moment, he could only see a blur of blood, thinking that maybe he was bitten because of the pain when he was unconscious?
He cast a little magic to repair the last unhealed area as before.
Looking at the horoscope, both people's horoscopes were very stable. Jiang Yunchen's lightning took up most of the horoscope, which made Zhao Yisu's fire seem a bit weak in comparison.
While Jiang Yunchen was feeling the full thunder spiritual power in his body, he probed his spiritual consciousness into Zhao Yisu's body - No, in the past when healing wounds, both of them recovered very quickly. Why did Zhao Yisu only have so little spiritual power in his spiritual sea this time?
He observed the direction of the spiritual power in Zhao Yisu's body, and found that the spiritual power sucked in by the breathing method was just a formality in the spiritual sea, and then quickly dissipated.
Is there something wrong with Zhao Yisu Linghai again?
His brows furrowed slightly, and he controlled his consciousness to wander in and out, but didn't find anything wrong.
The spiritual roots, tendons, spiritual sea, soul, and inner elixir are all in good condition, but the spiritual power cannot be gathered, and I don't know what went wrong.
"Zhao Yisu." He tried to wake the man up.
Zhao Yisu murmured twice in his sleep, buried his face and refused to wake up, looking a little tired.
Monks are not like ordinary people who are greedy and sleepy. If they are full of spiritual power, they will naturally be energetic. Even if they let her lie down to sleep, they will not be able to fall asleep. This situation is still due to too little spiritual power.
Jiang Yunchen tried to transfer his thunder spirit power, and sure enough, the thunder spirit power just passed through her spiritual sea, leaving almost no trace.
"Zhao Yisu, wake up." Jiang Yunchen used both hands to lift the person up.
Zhao Yisu shook his heavy head and fell into Jiang Yunchen's shoulder. The soft hair fell down and spread on one of Jiang Yunchen's shoulders. A few of them curled up playfully and scratched his neck.
Jiang Yunchen felt that his already hot skin became even hotter, and he gently pushed him away.
"Zhao Yisu, wake up..." He called a few more times.
Zhao Yisu was so groggy that he felt as if he was sinking to the bottom of the water. The sound coming from the water surface was particularly muffled through the thick obstacles.
She wanted to open her eyes, but just raising her eyelids took a lot of effort. What she saw when she opened her eyes was a beautiful shoulder socket. The collarbone lay across her shoulders like jade, with an alluring color that made her couldn't help but rub her head against it. As if he just woke up after rubbing it, he suddenly raised his head - "Ugh!"
When Jiang Yunchen raised his head like this, he was severely hit on the chin. His teeth hit his lips, and the newly repaired wound began to ooze blood again.
Zhao Yisu finally woke up. He realized that the two of them were too close, so he quickly moved his buttocks back: "Ahem, are you awake?"
Jiang Yunchen wiped the blood from his lips nonchalantly and asked her, "What happened to your spiritual sea? No spiritual power is preserved at all."
Zhao Yisu stared straight at him as he wiped the blood, and his eyes fell on Jiang Yunchen's lips. She didn't realize that Jiang Yunchen's lip shape turned out to be so beautiful...
"Zhao Yisu!"
She suddenly looked away: "W-what?"
Jiang Yunchen frowned slightly and stared at her face strangely: "What's wrong with you? Are you seriously injured? What happened to your Linghai?"
"Uh, that's not a big problem..." Zhao Yisu replied vaguely and quickly changed the subject: "What happened after I fell into coma that day? Why did you bring me to the Earth Fire Cave? And your soul actually appeared There is a rift, if I didn't happen to have a magic weapon that can repair the soul, our lives would be over."
Jiang Yunchen: "Oh, you're still talking about me? You want to blow up your inner elixir if you can't beat me?" There was a vague displeasure in his eyes. At that time, he was running out of ammunition and facing the threat of a seventh-grade overhaul. If it were him who changed positions, he might also make the choice to explode the inner elixir.
It was precisely because he understood this rationally that he didn't understand why he felt inexplicably depressed when he thought of Zhao Yisu doing that. It was clear that everything Zhao Yisu did was the most correct and rational choice.
Zhao Yisu: "Do you hear what you are saying is human? Didn't I send the soul into your spiritual sea before preparing to explode the elixir? If I don't explode the inner elixir, we will die together. If I explode the inner elixir, we will die together." , maybe you can still have a chance of survival if you take away my soul. No, it’s obviously me asking you. Please tell me quickly, what happened next? How did you escape from Jiangchun with me? Others Is everything okay?"
"Escape?" Jiang Yunchen's eyebrows moved: "He is not worthy."
Zhao Yisu resisted the urge to roll his eyes - Boss, aren't you pretending to know how to die?
Half a minute later, Zhao Yisu, who listened to Jiang Yunchen whipping Master Jiangchun to death with three whips, said: Boss, you've tricked me again this time.
Zhao Yisu: "So tell me from the beginning, are you planning things like Master Tianwei and Penglai Pavilion?"
"We can't talk about the plan, it's cooperation. From the moment we arrived at Fengcry Town and encountered an avalanche, I felt something was wrong. It wasn't until the Saint came to pick us up later that a large ship crossed the ban on the sea and sent us to Penglai Island. I felt Cang Ji’s call.”
"Cang Ji? What is that?"
Jiang Yunchen spread his hands, and a thunder whip automatically transformed into his palm: "This is Cang Ji, formed from the Nine Dragons, my natal magical weapon."
As soon as Zhao Yisu saw the whip, his expression turned strange.
She pretended to cough and covered her face slightly, and asked: "Why have I never heard you mention the natal magic weapon?"
"I haven't seen it for five hundred years. When I went to the ninth level to overcome the tribulation last time, Cangji damaged itself to the point of being almost irreparable in order to help me resist the tribulation. When I reach the eighth level again, So he entered the North Sea and placed it in the Shenxi Mausoleum to nourish and repair it, looking forward to the day when we can meet again."
As he spoke, the thunder whip turned into a small thunder dragon in Jiang Yunchen's hand. This was not a physical dragon, but a shape made of thunder. Its shape is very lifelike, and its body is small, so it looks naive. The lightning on its body rotates around Jiang Yunchen's fingers, making it look very intimate.
Jiang Yunchen scratched the Thunder Dragon's back and said with a smile: "Cangji is the transformation of the ancient divine beast, and Shenxi Mausoleum is the ancient battlefield. The ancient divine essence inside is something that most people don't dare to mess with, but it is very suitable for it. I originally planned to do this. The next time I cultivated to the eighth level, I looked for an opportunity to enter the Divine Breathing Mausoleum, but I accidentally bumped into Penglai Pavilion, so the plan was advanced."
Zhao Yisu's eyes were fixed and he caught the key word: "Shenxi Mausoleum?"
