Chapter 27 Si Lan finally taught the exercises!

"You... are really not young! Why don't you think about it, old lover, old man?"

When Si Lan heard these words, the corners of Si Lan's mouth twitched visibly.

He was about to talk back.

The little thing behind Chu Yunlan attracted the firepower.

Kitten Rong Yuan burst out laughing.

When he saw Si Lan's eyes about to kill the kitten.

Quickly let out a few cat meows.

Taking catwalks, I want to escape from this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

Avoiding Si Lan's sight, Chu Yunlan quickly turned around and picked up the kitten.

"Didn't you say that it will take two days to cross this place?"

Si Lan didn't hesitate, and took the lead to walk deep into the sea of ​​sand.

"So where the hell are we going?"

"Shen Yue's alliance is a grand event in the world of cultivating immortals, which is held every ten years. Now it's time to meet in just a few days."

"Speaking of it, it's really annoying. I just came back from there not long ago, and I'm going to that boring place again. But fortunately, you will be with me from now on."

"And me! And me! And my little white cat!"

Rong Yuan sat excitedly on Chu Yunlan's shoulder, his hair was fluffy, like an object with three sharp corners.

"Oh, you reminded me that I should bring you a small pendant." Si Lan thought for a while but couldn't find any convenient accessories, so he took off the strap on his forehead casually.

Conveniently tied around Rong Yuan's round neck.

"Alas? Take it easy! It's too tight!" The kitten pretended to retch, which made Chu Yunlan feel distressed.

On the back of Si Lan's hand, he slapped him moderately.

"Okay, okay, really, if you have a kitten, forget about your lover!"

Si Lan adjusted the gold belt on his head. Although there was only one gold thread left that lacked a lot of features, it didn't take away half of his charm.

Out of this mountain forest, a piece of black sand was blowing all the way with the strong wind.

The dust hit his face, and the pain was unbearable.

Chu Yunlan didn't have time to raise any strength to resist, but Si Lan seemed to enjoy the pain very much.

Only the white and clean little white cat was blown by this gust of wind, and it turned into a gray stud again.

Stepping into the land of intense sand, one's feet are scorching hot, and the whole body is unbearably hot, as if flying in the air for three days, the sand wind never let anyone who wants to pass through this place.

No matter what your cultivation level is, almost everyone will be unable to move an inch.

"Yunlan. You hold this sword and defend yourself."

Chu Yunlan was sure that the broken sword in front of her was actually pulled out from Si Lan's spine.

Although the color and luster is much different from that of the mirror-light long sword.

But it is not difficult to see that after years of nourishment by Si Lan, even if it is cut off in half, it can be called a magic weapon in this world of cultivating immortals.

"This sword is called Shen Yuan, and it used to be my natal spirit sword. It was broken in the battle of sealing demons 300 years ago, and I happened to be selected by Jingxi Sword at that time, so I never used it again."

"But it is your natal spirit sword, why would you listen to me?" Although Chu Yunlan took over the Broken Sword from Shen Yuan, she was still worried.

"There is no other way. The human ruins are a bit weird today. Hurry up and don't fall behind."

Sure enough, Si Lan didn't joke anymore.

Because in the palm of his left hand was lying quietly the Jingxi sword that would never appear at all.

Moreover, this Jingxi sword is completely different from the aura of the previous appearances.

It's more like a dusty orb that has finally been polished.

It turns out that this is the brilliance that a magic weapon should have!

"Yun Lan, are you afraid of death?"

He held Chu Yunlan tightly with his right hand, and the two curse flails, one red and one gold, looked extraordinarily dazzling in this cloud of darkness.

"I'm not afraid."

After all, if he hadn't had the warmth of these years, Chu Yunlan would have long since wished to live, and he would have lived and died with the Chu State long ago.

She thought she would hear Si Lan's hearty laughter.

Who knows, Jing Xingzhenjun who seems to be indifferent to the sky and earth.

His voice didn't sound open-minded enough.

"I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid of my soul flying away, I'm afraid of eternal reincarnation."

The moment he said this, just this moment, even he seemed very insignificant amidst the evil wind and black sand all over the sky.

A thought suddenly popped into Chu Yunlan's mind.

What will happen to the land gods if they fail to ascend?
"Si Lan, you are the only land god, so can you ascend?"

The hands that the two of them held each other used some strength at the same time.

After a long time, he took a step.

Quietly gave the answer: never.

"If you don't fly, what will happen?"

Chu Yunlan asked this fatal question.

However, she never got an answer from Si Lan again.

But this answer has long been scattered in the gust of wind.

Si Lan said that he was afraid of death.

It's a pity that Chu Yunlan didn't notice these details at all.

She only thought that Si Lan was making a joke. After all, this man has always been like this, and there are not many truths in his mouth.

"Si Lan, if you don't want to ascend, I can stay with you forever. Until the end of my life. As long as you live long enough, maybe you can wait until I reincarnate as a human being again."

Chu Yunlan said happily, but his fingers hurt, it was clearly Si Lan who pinched his own fingers hard.

He reprimanded softly: "I don't like to hear what you say."

"Learn to live."

Chu Yunlan's eyebrows were hot, because the mirror light reflected by the Jingxi sword directly touched her eyebrows.

From that place, a power of the gods merged into his mind.

The power of the five spirits crazily diverted to one place, constantly entangled and merged, and twisted into a thread.

The five people merged into one, and gradually stretched out a deep space color, sprinkling pieces of golden light.

Could it be that her spiritual root can grow again?
Opening his eyes suddenly, everything in front of him seemed to have turned into flying smoke and turned into seeds.

She was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes again.

When he opened his eyes again, everything in front of him returned to normal.

"Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. Taiji Qi produces clarity and turbidity, and the combination of turbidity and turbidity produces the five elements. The most beautiful thing about the spiritual roots of the five elements is not at all the manipulation of the five elements to produce restraint as others say. Rather, the five elements are reversed to transform the turbidity. .”

Si Lan briefly withdrew the Jingxi sword.

The palm of his left hand supported a pure power of deep space color, and there were dots of gold thread mixed in that power.

It looks unusually noble and unruly.

"This is the most pure Qi, passed down from the ancient gods. Few people in the immortals can comprehend it now, and I also realized it by accident. I will demonstrate this method to you today. How much you can master depends on your luck."

Chu Yunlan nodded after listening, and it must be Si Lan who is willing to give her the book of mental techniques.

Such an indescribable mentality, let alone write it down.

"These secrets are all entrusted to you, you have to live! I believe you can outlive me."

Sure enough, he was never serious for more than a moment.

Si Lan was grinning, pulling the girl and the cat into the storm.

(End of this chapter)

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