There is no sun or moon at the bottom of the abyss, and suddenly it seems that I have glimpsed the passing of time.
From the bottom of the 'Ten Thousand Zhang Abyss', the young man's heart-rending screams could be heard from time to time. The days were passed quietly in Junlin as he continued to practice, break his veins, practice again, and break his veins again.
Every period of time has its own mark. Those marks are either marked with happiness, sadness, or brilliance and splendor.
But this period of time in King's Landing is marked with two golden characters: enrichment.
During this period of time, Ye Junlin was like a crazy 'idiot' who would never stop until he was exhausted and exhausted from practicing.
Breaking the pulse is an extremely painful process. Many people even faint from the pain during the process of breaking the pulse.
There is no grass growing at the bottom of the abyss, and all you can see are bare stone walls. Naturally, there will be no magic medicine to blend. Ye Junlin can only grit his teeth, endure the heartbreaking pain, and complete breakthroughs again and again.
Mo Kui stared at Ye Junlin, his eyes couldn't help but moisten. He was deeply moved by Junlin's unyielding will and perseverance. In his mind, a thin figure suddenly appeared. A few years ago, he also had
He had seen such a desperate young man. It had been many, many years since he had seen that young man again, and he had no idea how he was doing.
"Why do I want to cry suddenly? Do I also have those little sorrows that flow back into the river?" Mo Kui murmured.
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Time seemed to have stood still, and there was no ripple in the ancient well at the bottom of the abyss, as if everything was frozen in a certain moment.
"boom!"
At some point not long after, a loud noise erupted again from the ‘Wan Zhang Abyss’.
Liang Bufan opened his hazy sleepy eyes and saw a heartwarming smile and the familiar face wearing this smile.
The owner of the face is called Ye Junlin.
At this moment, his whole body was filled with golden light, as if a human emperor had come to the world and ruled over the world.
"All nine meridians are connected?" Liang Bufan's narrow face showed a hint of surprise.
Ye Junlin nodded and slowly walked towards Mo Kui.
Jun Lin's steps were long and fast. But in Mo Kui's view, every step of Jun Lin's steps was as long as centuries, as if every step spanned endless time. The passage of time, the vicissitudes of the sea.
He had really waited for this day for too long.
"Master, what should I do?" Jun Lin asked.
Looking at the resolute young man in front of him, Mo Kui was already in tears. Freedom, the freedom he had been looking forward to for nearly a thousand years, was finally here.
"Run the 'Sword God Art' to let your profound energy enter the golden chain, and the chain will break automatically." Mo Kui tried his best to control his inner excitement, but his voice still broke into sobs.
Ye Junlin stepped forward and grabbed the golden chain with both hands, as if the chain in front of him had turned into Jiang Zhou's neck, and he would break it even if he risked his life.
Thousands of colorful runes slowly emerged from Jun Lin's body, just like the winter wind blowing the snow all over the sky, quiet and peaceful.
The 'Sword God Art' was constantly operating in his body, and a colorful light ball appeared on his palm, like a ball of colorful flames, beating playfully in Jun Lin's hand.
The colorful light ball followed Ye Junlin's hands and was continuously injected into the golden chain.
Ye Junlin vaguely felt that there was a golden monster hidden in the golden chain. As the seven-color light group was injected into it, it was constantly trembling and letting out fearful whimpering, which caused the golden chain to shake violently.
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"Wow!"
At the moment when the seven-colored light group filled the chain, the golden chain suddenly let out a cry, and then broke...
Success!
Ye Junlin was overjoyed: "Master, I succeeded!"
Mo Kui's eyes were already wet with tears, and his heart was as turbulent as the Yellow River. He was so excited that he couldn't say a word.
A ray of mist light came from the sky, crossed the entrance of the cave, passed through the long "Wan Zhang Abyss", and shone on the old man's skinny shoulders. The old man's body seemed to be a little stronger.
"continue!"
After a long while, Mo Kui wiped away the overflowing tears and said slowly.
Ye Junlin's hands once again grasped the golden chain, and the 'Sword God Art' began to operate in his body...
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Loud noises, like the fury from the ancient times, erupted from the 'Wan Zhang Abyss', shaking the 'Red Sky' and the ground shook...
The chains, like dead snakes, were lying on the ground in a mess, their golden color faded and their brilliance was no longer there.
Mo Kui was sitting on the ground, as if he had been drinking ancient wine for thousands of years, his face was full of intoxication. The spiritual energy outside the cave entrance rushed into Mo Kui's body, as if if he was late for a moment, it would dissipate in the world for no reason.
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Ye Junlin held the last golden chain, his hands, legs, fingers, heart, and even every pore and every drop of blood were constantly trembling.
His face has gradually turned pale, and his eyes have gradually become blurred. The excessive consumption of profound energy has been too much for his body.
"Junlin, can you still hold on?" Mo Kui said.
"You can hold on!" Ye Junlin bit his lip hard, and colorful light balls rushed out from his hands again.
"Wow!"
The golden chain vibrated irregularly and made a noise. However, in Mo Kui's ears, this noise was better than the sound of nature. From the octagonal formation, a man with tears in his eyes slowly walked out,
To be precise, he was a scrawny old man in ragged clothes.
His figure was stooped, but his heart was stronger than ever.
A thousand years, a thousand years! I, Mo Kui, have finally come out!
A smile appeared on Ye Junlin's face, but his body was like a broken puppet. He collapsed to the ground with a "plop", his consciousness gradually became blurred, and his soul seemed to have returned to a very distant past...
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"Master, I did it!" Ye Junlin muttered, and his head began to fall to the ground.
A shimmer of light held up Ye Junlin's head just right. Several rays of color poured into his body. Ye Junlin felt that his body was like a hungry child, greedily sucking in all the water.
With a burst of energy, his consciousness gradually woke up.
"Good boy." Mo Kui stroked Ye Junlin's head, his eyes full of pity.
"Congratulations, senior, for getting out of trouble." Liang Bufan stepped forward and said with a playful smile.
"You brat, what bad idea did you have again?" Mo Kui said with a smile.
"That... senior... you also know that I also have a few profound veins..." Liang Bufan, who was recognized as 'Little Jiujiu', said with a naive smile.
"Oh? That's it." Mo Kui said with a smile like a naughty child: "I think some people were beaten to death for not believing in this emperor!"
"Oh, senior, you said that you, a 'super master' of the Mysterious Tribulation Realm, are more serious than me, a weak martial artist of the first level of the Mysterious Veins. If you tell me, it will damage your reputation." Liang Bufan said shamelessly.
"Hey, so it's not enough if I don't help you?"
"Oh, senior." Liang Bufan shook Mo Kui's hand and begged: "You can help me restore my profound veins. It's just as simple as raising your hand. Please help me..."
"Come on, come on, I really can't deal with you." Mo Kui smiled helplessly and waved his left hand gently, and a seven-colored divine light enveloped Liang Bufan's body.
Liang Bufan suddenly felt as if countless precious elixirs were nourishing his body. Not only were all the six profound veins that were shattered by the shock restored, but all the large and small hidden wounds in his body were also healed.
Misfortunes do not come alone last night, but blessings come unparalleled today.
This magical colorful light did not stop after healing Liang Bufan's body. It helped Liang Bufan further improve, and it did not stop until he broke through the eighth mysterious vein.
Breaking seven meridians in a row increased the pain of the original broken meridians by seven times!
Liang Bufan's face was very beautiful. The huge pain caused his expression to constantly change, extremely ferocious, and cold sweat flowed down his long and narrow cheeks.
Liang Bufan clenched his teeth and endured the pain.
"What a tough boy!" Mo Kui had a look of approval on his face.
"Thank you, senior." Liang Bufan knelt in front of Mo Kui and kowtowed.
"It doesn't matter." Mo Kui took off the crystal bead from his neck, threw it to Liang Bufan and said, "Although this boy is quite annoying sometimes, I like your toughness very much. In this 'soul-suppressing bead' , the dragon soul of the 'Five-clawed Golden Dragon' is stored, which will be helpful to you in the future."
Liang Bufan held the 'soul-soothing beads' in his hands, his eyes shining brightly.
The beast soul of a high-level spiritual beast is simply a second life for a 'beast warrior'.
"Bang, bang, bang." Liang Bufan was extremely excited and immediately kowtowed to Mo Kui three times, making Mo Kui dumbfounded.
"Master, can we get out from here?" At some point, Ye Junlin had recovered. He stared at the long tunnel above his head and asked suddenly.
"Don't worry. A mere 'Wan Zhangyuan' is not a scum in the eyes of my teacher." Mo Kui's expression was stern, and a pair of big hands like eagle claws grabbed the young shoulders of the two teenagers respectively.
Two wisps of colorful divine light turned into colorful wings, and instantly appeared on Mo Kui's back, as fast as the wind, as fast as thunder and lightning...
Just as the three of them flew out of the 'Ten Thousand Zhangyuan', in another level of Jiuxiao Continent, an old man sat high in a gloomy hall, with a shadowy smile on his face: "That old guy Mo Kui is out of trouble. Hmm? So what if he is out of trouble? The world has already abandoned him..."