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Chapter 129 The Consequences of Recklessness(1/2)

Chapter 129

After a while.

Duan Zhixing saw that Huang Lin, who had closed his eyes with his eyes solemnly, frowned.

He shook his head, walked back to the temple to seat, lifted the tea cup and waited.

a long time.

Duan Zhixing had a cup of tea after drinking, and Huang Lin opened his eyes with a black face.

He knew that there was no abnormality, and the green air was very honest.

"Brother Duan, offended just now!"

Huang Lin once again apologized to Duan Zhixing.

"This matter is not the original intention of Taoist friends. If you want to come, Taoist friends have nothing to find out?"

Duan Zhixing waved his hand. He already knew the reason, and did not mean to blame Huang Lin.

This person doesn't know that he can live for a few years.

It's a pity!

"Look at Brother Duan, it seems to know what?"

Huang Lin grabbed his life -saving straw like a drowning person, and asked anxiously.

No one wants to be a neuropathy.

When he came out of the big round before, he felt wrong. At that time, he only felt that it was the reason for the ancient Buddha's soul.

But this came again today, the residual soul was dried by the deductive disk.

"Is the emotions of Daoyou easy to fluctuate?"

Duan Zhixing did not answer directly, but asked Huang Lin's symptoms.

"When Huang has a rare emotional undulating in recent years, when there is an occasional laughter, there is no one around the surroundings.

"Now this time, there are also once two days ago."

After a closer look, Huang Lin was very sure.

"Have you asked someone to be rejected in recent years?"

Huang Lin is another memory. In the future, what you have in this world will think about it one by one.

After a long time, I shook my head slightly and said:

"Except the two days ago, there was only today."

Duan Zhixing heard the words, sighed, and glanced at Huang Lin with compassion.

"Daoyou's symptoms should be that Duan Mou thinks like that, the soul is damaged!"

"Damaged soul?! How is this possible?!"

Huang Lin suddenly got up and exclaimed.

"My Dali Royal Secret Record, the person who is damaged by the soul is very similar to that of Taoist friends."

"Daoyou didn't find a problem before. It should be very smooth in recent years.

"If it is a joy, this disease is like ordinary people."

"But when you have mourning, sadness, bitterness, anger and other emotions, it is easy to expand it, thereby blinding your mind."

Duan Zhixing slowly described the disease of Huang Lin.

Huang Lin's eyes were blank at this time.

Is it damaged by him?

But after this world, he was almost invincible, and the people who were in contact with were only those who were in contact. Who could damage his soul?

Even in Dasun Temple, that was the first to attack, and then encountered the ancient Buddha's soul.

"Brother Duan, there is a means of hurting the soul in today's world?"

He couldn't help asking what he wanted to ask.

"I have never heard of it, it seems that Shaolin's lion roar has the effect of hurting the soul, but Duan is not sure."

"But so, Huang really can't figure out how this soul is hurt."

Suddenly, Huang Lin thought about it and couldn't help but say:

"Brother Duan, have you heard of the sword meaning?"

"Swords? Since the Tang Dynasty Pei Yan, I have never heard of who has swords! Duan Mou does not know what is sword."

Duan Zhixing froze, I don't know why Huang Lin suddenly asked the sword.

"Whether or not swordsmanship, Huang is not sure, but under the clear mind, you can feel the sword light, which is the matter of four years ago."

Recalling the days of swordsmanship, Huang Lin's face was faintly white.

That kind of pain is not worse than Bao Xuanyuan's body soup, it is just shorter.

When Duan Zhixing saw this, he couldn't help asking:

"What does the sword light enter the body?"

"The pain is difficult to stop! The soul seems to be torn."

"Can Daoyou tell this matter in detail?"

Seeing Huang Lin like this, it seems to be a hard resistance, Duan Zhixing wants to know the details in the middle.

"Four years ago, Huang Lin occasionally had a predecessor Fuze, and accidentally suffered from a sword. After the pain, he felt refreshing, and the soul seemed to be erased with impurities."

After pause, Huang Lin went on to say:

"After all, there have been no years in this world."

Duan Zhixing heard the words, and couldn't help but nodded, without talking.

"Every day, Huang went to resist the sword meaning and refined the soul more than ten times until the sword is dissipated."

"Later, I did not find anything wrong.

Duan Zhixing's eyes changed.

There are no resistance measures, more than ten times of hard resistance!

True. Ruthless!

"Daoyou. You are so reckless!"

"Brother Duan, is the reason why the sword is God, can Huang the soul damage?"

Huang Lin was a little confused. He is now successful, and the sufferings of the physical essence are also made up by Xue lotus seeds.

Zhao Lian was also working help him, and only when he could get the method of opening the trick, he could cultivate it with one heart.

The good fairy path is looking at it, but now the soul is damaged, it makes him panic.

"There should be no other reason. Daoyou, you think about it, sword is a weapon, although some of them do not know the sword, but you can also think of this is a killing thing, the danger is very very dangerous."

"You dare to resist the soul and die, and have not died on the spot, it is already a big life! Now I don’t know how long you can support it."

"well"

Speaking, Duan Zhixing shook his head and sighed.

Good genius, it will fall.

"What is the method of remedy?"

Huang Lin was missing as soon as he heard his life, and suddenly asked the other party nervously.

"If it is physical injury, Duan Mou has a little grasp, but this soul."

Speaking of the end, Duan Zhixing shook his head.

"There is no way?!"

Huang Lin's tone is a bit cold.

Duan Zhixing looked at him silently, and happened again!

When the Buddhist seal is pinched.

"!"

"I'm really sorry, Huang can't control it."

Huang Lin embarrassed his fist, his face reddish.

Just like something, I took one from my arms, and opened it on the spot.

A clear fragrance suddenly permeated.
To be continued...
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