A loud bang came from the direction of Changshan Taoist Master's Hall.
Huge gray clouds soared into the sky, covering the sky and the sun, making the entire Rinku City suddenly dark, and it was impossible to see anyone on the streets.
The people in the city ran back home one after another.
After all, no one knows what is going on. If you encounter a fight between monks, it is best to hide as soon as possible.
"Oh my god, what's going on over there? That's the direction of the main hall, what did you do?" Chu Linglong's eyes widened, she turned around and lay on the window sill, looked out, and asked: "Or did you explode?
Did you just come back from the main palace? My mother...I have begun to change my view of you."
Chu Linglong admired Song Ling for being able to sneak into the main hall, but she didn't expect that she actually ran into the inner hall!
There was such a big fuss.
Song Ling laughed so hard that she couldn't lift her waist, held the door, threw the bronze furnace in her hand to Chu Linglong, and said: "How can it be so scary? It's just that there was some commotion in the inner hall you mentioned.
Ling Feiyan doesn't have time to catch me."
The bronze furnace exudes medicinal fragrance.
Tu Wen's physical body was about to take shape, so Song Ling no longer needed to hide it. She came back to Chu Linglong and turned it over, and Tu Wen could use his new body to challenge Ling Feiyan.
After Ling Feiyan was defeated, it was time for Song Ling to appear.
"alright!"
Chu Linglong's eyes were shining.
She held up the bronze furnace as if she were holding a treasure, and rubbed it with her face, tears even filling her eyes.
But she immediately calmed down her emotions, lowered her eyelashes, and said nothing.
She originally thought she would have to wait a year and a half before she could see Tu Wen again, but now thanks to Song Ling, Tu Wen can be reborn in just a few months...
It would be a lie to say that I am not grateful to Song Ling.
However, even though she was thanking her, Chu Linglong suppressed her emotions for fear that Song Ling would see something.
"What's wrong?" Song Ling gave her a strange look, turned around and sat at the table, took out a silver needle and a knife from the Qiankun bag, and said, "Go over and lie down, I'll help you kill him
Take out the heart, and later you can give me something that Tu Wen used before, and the two will be fused together, and Tu Wen's body will be ready in less than an hour."
There are still explosions happening outside.
Just from the sound, you can tell that the fight between Song and Mo must be very lively.
And he was buying time for Song Ling.
The final step of smelting the body consumes a lot of spiritual power. Song Ling sat cross-legged at the table and crushed two spiritual bone rings used to store spiritual power. Then he opened his arms, closed his eyes and recited the incantation silently.
Chu Linglong hurriedly held up the bronze furnace and stood in front of Song Ling.
"Is it okay if I only have Tu Wen's sword here?"
After rummaging for a long time, Chu Linglong carefully placed the handle of Tu Wen's sword on the table, and then said nonchalantly:
"Tu Wen was seriously injured at that time, so his heart also had some internal injuries. I don't know if you helped him heal his injuries when he was in the Guardian Realm. Will it affect your refining?"
"If that doesn't work, my blood essence can be put to use."
"Oh, by the way, I also have a purse embroidered by Tu Wen, but he gave it to me. Does this count as his belongings?"
"The woman said... Tu Wen's cultivation level is higher than that of ordinary monks, so it is very difficult to help him re-refining his body. I really thought that was the case. Fortunately, I met you, and I will definitely accept your kindness.
Reported."
"Actually, I know she is not a good person, because when she talks to me, I can't even see her eyes, let alone guess her purpose."
"But what can I do? I have no other choice. Tu Wen died for me... to save him. I can only repay this kindness by rescuing him."
"Is it a favor?"
"It's not..."
"I like him, but my father never allowed me to have any personal feelings for him. He always said that Tu Wen was just a dog, but in my eyes, Tu Wen is my childhood sweetheart who has been with me since childhood. I have feelings for him. Feelings are completely normal."
The trivial words all showed Chu Linglong’s timidity towards home.
She was afraid that Song Ling's refining would fail, and she was even more afraid that Tu Wen would be affected.
Song Ling didn't listen to what Chu Linglong said anymore. She closed her hands and mobilized the spiritual power in her body. When she turned her wrist, huge and powerful spiritual power spurted out from her palms.
The bronze furnace hums.
You could see through the hollowed-out hole in the stove that there was already a mass of flesh-colored stuff inside, which looked like flesh and blood.
"Lie down." Song Ling flicked her sleeves and sent Chu Linglong to the bed.
Open the chest.
Protect Chu Linglong’s heart.
Take the core.
Tu Wen's heart was beating fast.
But when Song Ling wanted to send the heart into the bronze furnace, the heart began to change color, sometimes purple, sometimes black, as if to resist Song Ling's move.
Song Ling did not dare to act rashly, so she could only make a seal with both hands to trigger the spell she just recited, causing the illusion to cover the guest room. At the same time, it was also to prevent Tu Wen's heart from being able to distinguish between illusion and reality.
The cold wind started at some point.
Chu Linglong's breathing on the bed gradually became weaker, so weak that even Tu Wen's heart felt something was wrong, and she struggled desperately to break away from Song Ling and return to Chu Linglong's side.
"Are you afraid? If you don't want her to die, just listen to me."
"Right, that is it."
Seeing Tu Wen's heart become rosy again, Song Ling was seducing and performing spells to keep the illusion stable.
"Chu Linglong is about to die, Tu Wen, if you want to save her, don't struggle. Now follow my spiritual power into the bronze furnace." Song Ling's voice was ethereal, gathering from all directions, and used magic again. The form spreads out.
That surly heart really slowly moved towards the bronze furnace.
thump.
thump.
It was too late but it was too soon. Song Ling quickly put the last spell on his heart and forced it into the bronze furnace.
The fantasy in the guest room was suddenly unraveled.
Chu Linglong on the bed rubbed her eyes, sat up, and turned her head to see Tu Wen standing beside the bed holding a sword.
However, this graffiti seems to be missing something. He is stunned and motionless.
"What should I do now?" Chu Linglong asked.
Song Ling rubbed his sore arms, poured himself a cup of tea, drank it all, and then said: "Wait, I don't know how to make this body return to normal after it is successfully refined. Maybe you should tell him more Just talk for a while...and he'll be fine."
Hearing this, Chu Linglong could only reach out and pull Tu Wen over, pulling him to the edge of the bed and sitting down.
"Tu Wen, can you hear me?" Chu Linglong pinched Tu Wen's face and said softly: "I will never be cruel to you again. Can you wake up?"