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Ling Qi suppressed that one with its own strength, buried in the ground for three hundred years with a wild heart, and sent it into Wu Rong's empty chest.

The **** wounds still existed on Wu Rong's body, and the spiritual firmament released powerful spiritual power to repair the wounds for him.

The thunder was rolling in the sky, but not a single thunder struck down, which seemed to be scrupulous.

It wasn't until Wurong Mountain Pass was restored intact that the dull sky gradually returned to clarity.

Wu Rong's heart returned, and his weak body immediately recovered.

His pale face was slightly bloody, his eyes were still as calm as water, but his expression could not conceal his surprise: "Thank you, brother."

"If you want to say thank you, I also thank you." Ling Qiong sighed in a low voice, "Thanks to you for so many years."

Wu Rong's lips curled up, and there was no sound.

Over the past thousand years, he has not only protected the main hall, the memory of brothers being partitioned and blocked, it can be said that he has exhausted all his cultivation skills.

And suppressing the three animals in the Piandian, it was so busy, it can be said to be very embarrassed.

Thousands of years ago, the head of Qingyunzong Wu, although he was not as good as his senior brother Xuanling, his handsome face was also a confidant everywhere in the spiritual cultivation continent, and his life was so happy and happy.

Over the past thousand years, he has not only lived as an ascetic monk, but also pinned his life on the belt of his trousers.

If the senior came back a few decades later, he would not only lose his cultivation base, he was afraid that this life would have to take in.

Wu Rong narrowed his eyes and scanned the side hall: "Brother, what are your plans next?"

Since Gu Jin stepped into the side hall, there was no more fighting inside.

Ling Qiong looked at the gate of the palace with complicated eyes, and said softly: "She always thought I was An Mingji's three souls and seven souls. I did not tell her that that kid is a part of my soul.

Wu Rong's face changed drastically when he heard this, and suddenly turned back: "Brother!"

Back then, the brother walked against the sky, stepping into the land of the dead mountain and blood sea in the underworld, and found the ancient divine method. After the pain of distraction, the divine soul separated the existence of An Mingji, and all he did was for one person.

Now, the brother told him that he had gone through all this pain, but he didn't tell the person who should know the most.

The pain of distraction, even immortals and gods, is potentially dangerous, and if one is not careful, the soul will be scattered.

Even after the distraction, the seniors have to experience the pain of the distraction day and night.

How could the cultivators like them go to the land of the **** sea in the corpse mountain of the underworld.

As long as they don't ascend for a day, they are all flesh-body.

Wu Rong will always remember that the brother who came out of the land of blood has a paranoid and crazy look on his face because of the ancient magic.

No one knows the pain he has experienced in the land of the sea of ​​blood, bleeding through the sea of ​​blood, and the flesh and blood that was swallowed.

Wu Rong still remembers that when he went to pick up his senior, his long legs were not flesh and blood, and some were just bones.

"Why didn't the brother tell her the truth?" Wu Rong wrestled with the injustice for the spiritual sky.

In his opinion, the brother has done so much and spent a thousand years to arrange all of this, just to be with the Taoist companion again.

For thousands of years, the brothers have walked hard at every step, how can those efforts be easily erased.

The corners of Lingqiong's lips slowly conjured up: "That girl is very awkward, and only recognizes that stinky boy."

The tone is conniving, without complaining, or even inexplicably spoiling.

Wu Rong didn't understand. It was the senior who was clearly at the disadvantage, but why he didn't have the slightest grievance.

He said coldly: "What about the brother? Is it so easy to erase everything you have done for so many years? Does the girl still have the heart, if there is no brother's contribution, she still doesn't know where she has fallen, according to heaven. Be careful, she might have experienced the torture for generations to come!"

Ling Qiong turned his head and glanced at him: "Junior brother, you have to know that An Mingji is a ray of divine soul that I separated. All the main consciousness he produced was born of me. His love and hatred for Gu Jin was entangled because of me. I stand up.

Nowadays, it is no longer a spiritual continent for a thousand years. The thinking of modern people is different from ours. In the spiritual continent, the monks die. If they want to continue to survive, they can exchange for a leather bag, continue to survive and practice, and even be accompanied by Taoists. Declining, their thinking is a new generation of civilization.

Gu Jin only recognizes An Mingji, so I am An Mingji. If he recognizes Venerable Xuanling a thousand years ago, then I am Venerable Xuanling. Whatever she wants, I will give it to her or mine. "

All he wanted was Gu Jin.

To him, Luo Yu who has been in the past for a thousand years is Gu Jin, and Gu Jin is Luo Yu.

Their spirits are the same, whether it is a thousand years ago or today, she is his.

Wu Rong opened her mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Because the brother is right, everything they have done in the past thousand years is to get the brother's Taoist companion to come back to him.

Now, regardless of the process, they have already done it.

"Junior Brother, open the spirit spring in the back mountain, and I will retreat for the next three years."

His cultivation has stagnated for thousands of years. If he wants to recover to his peak, he must rely on the Spirit Spring of Qingyunzong to improve.

The spiritual spring in the back mountain is more extensive than the spiritual energy and streams in Gu Jin's space.

"Good." Wu Rong answered.

Ling Qiong stared at the Partial Hall: "I'm afraid it will be over. You should recall the Qingyunzong disciples as soon as possible, and rectify the sect as soon as possible."

"I will arrange it."

...

Partial hall.

After the hall door closed behind him, Gu Jin walked towards the center of the hall without panic.

Under the gaze of An Mingji's three souls, she only said one sentence: "Are you going with me obediently, or should I take you away with my hands?"

Gu Jin could feel that the three An Mingji's soul cultivation skills were not low, far surpassing her, but she was not afraid.

With space in hand, she can take them away with just a little movement of her mind.

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One of them, An Mingji, walked up to Gu Jin obediently.

He withdrew from his brows and eyes, staring at Gu Jin ignorantly, raised his hand and touched her face, his heart softened suddenly.

Like a ghost, he said softly: "I'll go with you."

Gu Jin shook his hand, "be good."

When the words fall, the opponent will be sent to the space in an instant.

She went to see the remaining two again: "Where are you?"

The first one is so well-behaved, and naturally there are some bad ones.

The remaining two, seeing that the opponents who had been fighting with them before, and the inextricable fight disappeared, even though they had a good impression of Gu Jin, they were still a little wary.

Seeing their expressions, Gu Jin's lips curled up.

Without giving the two a chance to speak, Gu Jin rushed forward and sent them into the space.

As for beating or scolding them, you can't let outsiders watch jokes. There is nothing left to say.

Gu Jin also disappeared in place and entered the space.

When she came to the space, she saw the three souls staring at An Mingji who had been soaked in the water for two years and had never awakened.

Gu Jin walked to them and pointed to An Mingji who was soaked in the stream, and his voice was as gentle as possible: "That is your body, and the past merges with the body now."