Author: Mr. Xuanxin

At the same time, Lu Xuan's style of acting is of great significance to be able to keep a low profile during his long life experience.

He has encountered many major events, but Lu Xuan usually chooses to nihilate the crisis in the bud before the incident expands.

For example, although the ancestor witch of the Wugui Sect was born, she was killed by Lu Xuan before she even caused any storm.

Therefore, Lu Xuan rarely appears in events that can make people famous in history.

This time, killing the Hongchen Immortal in the realm of Fantasy True Secret attracted a lot of attention.

However, Lu Xuan didn't want to explain too much, so he handed over the task to Ji Lingchen.

With this old boy's current identity, if you tell a lie, there will be a lot of people who believe it.

After scrutinizing his thoughts for a while, Lu Xuan walked to the door.

Cheng Lingzhu still did not wake up.

He felt a little uneasy, and after thinking for a while, he pushed open the door and walked into the room.

In the room.

Cheng Lingzhu lay on the bed, her eyes closed and her eyebrows frowned.

A painful look appeared on his delicate little face, as if he had a nightmare.

Lu Xuan stood beside the bed, his brows gradually frowned.

He knew very well that a cultivator in the Golden Elixir stage would never be able to absorb the spiritual energy left by a red dust immortal.

But Cheng Lingzhu did it.

Lu Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed his finger on the center of her eyebrows. The magic power flowed, and the painful expression on Cheng Lingzhu's face relaxed slightly.

Lu Xuan could clearly feel that the other party's soul was undergoing some amazing transformation.

However, this transformation put Cheng Lingzhu under a lot of pressure.

“This is too weird.”

Lu Xuan shook his head, but in the end he was still worried and pinched a magic trick.

A little bit of clear light lit up from his eyebrows, turned into a translucent villain, and jumped on Cheng Lingzhu's smooth forehead.

Cheng Lingzhu's eyebrows glowed, and the little man's figure dissipated and slowly merged into the light.

If you want to figure out what happened to Cheng Lingzhu, the best way is to enter her soul world.

This kind of operation is suspected of spying on other people's secrets and is not polite, but he is in a hurry to follow the power, so he can only do this at this time.

Cheng Lingzhu has not woken up yet. If something happens to her after absorbing the spiritual energy of the Hongchen Immortal, things will be in trouble.

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"Whose disciple is this, who is so brave?"

In a dense forest, Cheng Lingzhu leaned against a big tree and looked at the figure in the forest, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

No, she is no longer called Cheng Lingzhu, she is Cheng Hongtan now.

As for why it was Cheng Hongtan, Cheng Lingzhu didn’t know the reason.

She only remembers that she was injured and had a dizzy pain.

The cultivation level of Jindan is still too weak...

Cheng Lingzhu thought for no reason.

She lowered her head and could see her toes. She instinctively felt that this was not reasonable, but she couldn't remember what was wrong.

I was wearing a big red Taoist robe and a large wine gourd hanging around my waist, which was very cool and domineering.

Cheng Lingzhu raised her head, and the mottled sunlight shone from the shadows of the trees.

He took off the wine gourd around his waist, raised his face and took a sip. A thin layer of wine red was immediately stained with on his pretty face. His delicate facial features became more and more beautiful, making him look particularly charming.

The figure in the forest took the sword and walked towards her. It was Lu Xuan.

Cheng Lingzhu looked at Lu Xuan in front of him. He was obviously as handsome as usual, but today, he was a little more handsome.

She nodded, and patted his shoulder hard like a senior who had drunk too much:

"You boy, that's great!"

After a dizzy twist, the woods gradually blurred, and the scene soon changed.

Cheng Lingzhu opened her eyes and realized that she was lying on the bed, her head was dizzy and heavy, and her body was wrapped in a quilt, feeling very cold.

Are you sick...

She thought so in her heart.

"Senior, the medicine is here."

Lu Xuan's voice sounded, gentle and familiar.

Cheng Lingzhu glanced at the figure and shook her head in a daze:

"I am a Mahayana monk, what medicine should I drink?"

After saying this, she suddenly remembered that it was the hateful "transcendence" process at work.

I used to be a golden elixir, but now I have retreated to being inferior to even mortals.

But the dignified Mahayana predecessor still maintained his pride. Cheng Lingzhu turned his head, turned his hand aside, and pursed his lips.

The man sat by the bed, neither anxious nor annoyed, but just persuaded him in a warm voice and did not leave.

Cheng Lingzhu secretly glanced at him and found that he was holding a bowl, gently plucking the soup with a spoon, and his fingers holding the handle of the spoon were slender and white, which looked very beautiful.

Cheng Lingzhu, who was burned, was confused and thought in his mind that if he could be fed to the medicine by such a good-looking hand, he could barely try it.

The sky was spinning, and the scene was blurred again, this time it was by a big lake.

The night is as cool as water, the lake is quiet, and the moonlight is shining, and the scene is beautiful.

Cheng Lingzhu was wearing a plain Taoist robe, like the fairy in the Moon Palace. She sat on a big stone and looked at Lu Xuan in front of her:

"I teach you that the immortal scriptures of Dushi Jianzhai are already contrary to the sect's rules. You and I don't have to perform the rituals of master and disciple. Remember, this immortal scripture cannot be passed on to others..."

It turned out that I taught him, no wonder he could even guide my martial arts problems...

Cheng Lingzhu was thinking a lot.

The scene was broken like a mirror and changed again. This time, the figures of the two appeared in front of a fork in an underground cave.

The cave was pitch black, and the rock walls were engraved with scriptures and symbols. It was very ancient. Cheng Lingzhu lay on his back, his voice weak:

"Hey, look at the mark next to you. This is the eleventh time we have passed by. We are going to be trapped and died in this place..."

"Shut up."

The man gritted his teeth on his back, groping on the rock wall, his voice firmly:

"Your worldly refining heart is not allowed to fail, and I am not allowed to die!"

It was the first time he spoke to her so sternly, and he seemed a little angry, but Cheng Lingzhu felt relieved when he lay on his back.

The scene is constantly changing, and countless pieces appear in memory and are spliced ​​together.

"Here, I'll give you a drink...what, do you actually think that it was my master?!"

"I am your master, you...you should respect me in the future and not be rude to me..."

"Dushi Jianzhai... I don't really want to go back. My experience in the world has not been completed yet..."

"I ask you, you approached me just for that exercise... Or, I still have a little other thoughts..."

"Hey, I'm your master. There's a difference between master and apprentice, and ethics... You can't be confused. You don't have any bad thoughts."

"You are not allowed to die, Lu Xuan! You are not allowed to leave me... I am not allowed to die!"

"Isn't it just that the Nascent Soul leaves the body? If you cannot become a true immortal, I will be here to accompany you for the rest of your life."

"I don't want to ascend! I won't leave! I would rather be a immortal in the world..."

Memory fragments collided and were constantly reorganized.

The sealed past came into my mind bit by bit.

After a long time.

In the guest room, Cheng Lingzhu slowly opened her eyes.

She remembered it all.
Chapter completed!