There was no one else, only Zhao Yun and Long Fei, just like an ordinary couple, drinking red wine and talking about the past, everything was so ordinary from beginning to end.
"I'm counting on my fingers, there will be a show after dinner."
Suddenly, the fat immortal and the old magic stick were chattering again.
They are all young and energetic, so nothing can happen?
"I didn't expect that there would be so many changes in Daxia after I left."
"It's all over. The road to immortality will open soon, and relatives and friends will come up."
Zhao Yun and Long Fei were still talking and seemed to have endless things to say. The two old men were extremely anxious. What the hell were they talking about in the middle of the night? Wouldn't it be nice to go to bed and chat?
Not very fragrant.
This would be Wu Niantian's answer.
Zhao Yun is not an ordinary person, he is a lone star of evil spirits. People with this fate cannot have sex casually. If Long Fei is the lord of Yaoyue Palace, it is still okay to go to bed and talk about ideals.
I don’t know when the voices under the old tree disappeared.
I don’t know whether it was because she drank too much or was too tired after two reincarnations, but Concubine Long fell asleep on Zhao Yun’s shoulder. Reflecting the bright moonlight, the drunken blush on her cheeks was particularly charming.
Zhao Yun put down the wine bottle and gently picked up Long Fei.
This hug doesn't matter, the two of them are energetic.
In fact, they thought too much. After Zhao Yun sent Long Fei into the room, he quietly stepped out, took a secret scroll, sat under the old tree, and read it seriously.
"Is this... over?"
The fat immortal and the old magician exchanged words, where is the show they agreed on?
The show didn't come, but the two of them waited for Bu Nian Tian, a fairy like a dream, to appear gracefully.
The thief Zhao Yun is sensible, and Ma Liu digs out the little money man.
Concubine Long is safe and sound, so she needs to be treated.
"Law of force?"
There was a sound of surprise, and both the fat immortal and the old magic stick stood up.
They thought they had seen it wrong, but it was indeed the legendary law of power, but the little girl was clearly a mortal! Because of this doubt, they both came together.
Only after seeing it will you know: the carrier of the law.
"Who is this!" The Fat Immortal poked Zhao Yun.
"Old friend." Zhao Yun resolved his drunkenness and regained his energy at night.
"The law of the carrying capacity of mortals." The old magic stick kept sighing and looked at Zhao Yun with a very strange look. This kid is really interesting. How come he has so many weird friends.
"Do you need my help?" Zhao Yun looked at Bu Nian Tian.
"I can't do it without you." Bu Niantian smiled softly and took out a dozen talismans. "Next, I will separate her law of power and transfer it to you temporarily. In the next few days, you will have to replace her.
Use it as a carrier of the law, wait until she becomes an immortal, wait until she has solidified her Dao roots, and then she will return with you two."
"Easy to say." Zhao Yun's eyes sparkled.
"The law of carrying capacity is by no means easy. After all, you are not the carrier of the first generation, so you have to bear the risks brought by the law of separation." Bu Niantian took another copper lamp."
"But I don't know what the risk that Junior Sister refers to..." Fatty Immortal interjected.
"The law backfires, at least it will damage the foundation, and at worst it will cause the body to die and the Tao to disappear." Bu Niantian has not concealed it.
"In this case, I will carry the law for him." The old magic stick said with great justice.
"You can't."
"Don't make trouble, I am the peak immortal king, how can I be worse than the Dongxu realm?"
"This is not an ordinary law. It can be compared to a heavenly calamity. It doesn't matter what your cultivation level is." Bu Nian Tian Youyou said.
"This..." Both old men coughed dryly.
The law of separation is a technical job, and the two of them are really professional at it.
Since it is a similar calamity, and since it does not depend on cultivation level, Zhao Yun is indeed more suitable than the two of them.
"Can bear it."
Zhao Yun immediately sat cross-legged and concentrated for a moment.
Fu Niantian created a barrier to protect the world and the entire Tianzi Mountain. To this end, she also called in many strong men, fearing that some unscrupulous people would come and cause trouble.
The law of separation is like refining an elixir and refining a weapon. It must not be stopped on the way, let alone make any mistakes.
The fat immortal and the old magic stick took a few steps back, like two door gods, guarding the outside of the barrier. The law of separation is not a joke, and there must be no trouble.
Bu Niantian also sat down, placing one hand between Xiaocai Fan's eyebrows and the other on Zhao Yun's shoulder. She would be a medium who would transmit the law of power to Zhao Yun.
Uh...!
With a low groan from the little money fan, the separation of laws began.
The little girl slept uneasily, and her little face was full of pain.
Indeed, this process is very painful and is tantamount to removing the bones and peeling off the skin.
"It's manifested." Zhao Yun said in his heart. He didn't need to open his fairy eyes to see the law of power, surrounding the little money fan, as if it was looming.
It is so heavy that space is distorted.
It is also terrifying, as if it has infinite power. However, its carrier is a mortal, and it is suppressed by the carrier. If the carrier is an immortal king, Tianzi Mountain may be crushed the moment the law manifests.
"Close your eyes and watch the altar quietly." Don't think about the way of heaven.
Zhao Yun hurriedly closed his eyes, silently recited his resolution, and abandoned distracting thoughts.
Bu Nian Tianze opened a secret technique and carved an ancient secret pattern between his eyebrows.
The law has begun to spread, and an illusory light has left the little money fan's body and entered her body inch by inch.
Uh...!
There was also a touch of pain hidden in her low moan.
The law was transferred and caused a bloody scene. Even her peak immortal king's body could not withstand the backlash of the law. It was like being struck by a sword. Both her body and soul were left with a terrifying sword mark.
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"What a strong law." Both the Fat Immortal and the old magic stick were frightened.
This is really similar to a natural disaster! As a medium, Wu Niantian also carries risks. If this continues, I am afraid that if the law cannot be completely separated, she will be destroyed by the law.
"So strong." Bu Niantian was also muttering, seriously underestimating the law of power.
She did not dare to be careless, and silently recited the Secret of Immortality again and again, trying her best to reshape her physical body and soul.
Uh...!
Not long after, a muffled groan came from Zhao Yun.
The first law of power has entered his body, and the feeling is the same as that of Wu Nian Tian, as if someone has slashed him with a knife, and a ravine has been cut in his soul and body.
He was also stained with blood, and his dazzling body was overflowing with blood.
"It's so powerful!"
Zhao Yun gritted his teeth, trying to play with the magic of changing fate to immortality.
He didn't know whether it would be so bloody to separate other laws, but this law of power was really overbearing. Hearing the crackling of the bones in his body showed how heavy the law was.
It's so terrifying, it's really someone from the Daluo Immortal Sect who operates it.
Because of the Ten Thousand Techniques of Immortality, people in the Immortal Sect are particularly resistant to beatings.
Looking at Xiao Cai Fan, his face looks even more painful.
She is the first-generation law carrier, and the pain she suffered from such a forced separation was not at all inferior to that of Zhao Yun and Bu Nian Tian.
But, there is nothing we can do about it.
If you want to regain your life, you must separate.