Ling Qiong used his own strength to suppress the wild heart that had been buried underground for three hundred years, and sent it into Wu Rong's empty chest.
The bloody wound still existed on Wu Rong's body, and Ling Qiong released powerful spiritual power to repair the wound for him.
There was thunder in the sky, but no thunder struck down, as if he had some scruples.
It wasn't until the Wurong Mountain Pass was restored that the gloomy sky gradually became clear.
Wu Rong's heart returned, and his weakened body immediately regained its vitality.
His pale face turned a little bloody, his eyes were still as calm as water, but his expression couldn't hide his surprise: "Thank you, brother."
"To say thank you, I am also thanking you." Ling Qiong sighed in a low voice, "Thanks to you for so many years."
The corners of Wu Rong's lips curled up, but she didn't make a sound.
For thousands of years, not only to protect the main hall, but also to protect the memories of his brothers who were divided and sealed, it can be said that he exhausted his cultivation.
And the suppression of the three animals in the side hall is simply too busy, it can be said that it is very embarrassing.
Thousands of years ago, the head of Qingyun Sect, Wu, was not as good as his senior brother Xuanling Venerable, but his handsome face was full of confidante friends all over the Lingxiu Continent, and he lived a happy life.
For thousands of years, he has lived not only as an ascetic monk, but also pinned his life on his belt.
If the senior brother came back decades later, he would not only lose his cultivation, but his life would be at stake.
Wu Rong half-closed his eyes, and scanned the side hall: "Senior brother, what are you going to do next?"
From the moment Gu Jin stepped into the side hall, there was no sound of fighting inside.
Ling Qiong looked at the gate of the palace with complex eyes, and said softly: "She always thought I was An Mingji's three souls and seven souls. I didn't tell her that that kid was a part separated from my soul."
Wu Rong's face changed drastically upon hearing this, and she turned her head abruptly: "Senior brother!"
Back then, to go against the heavens, the senior brother stepped into the underworld where there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and found the ancient magic. After going through the pain of distraction, the soul separated the existence of An Mingji, and everything he did was for one person.
Now, the brother told him that he had gone through all the pain, but he didn't tell the people who should know the most.
The pain of distraction, even for immortals and gods, has a huge potential danger, and if one is not careful, the soul will be scattered.
Even after being distracted, the senior brother still has to experience the pain when he was distracted day and night.
The place where the corpse mountain and the sea of blood are in the underworld is not something monks like them can go to.
As long as they don't fly for a day, they are all mortal bodies.
Wu Rong will always remember the paranoid and crazy expression on the face of the senior brother who came out of the sea of blood because he obtained the ancient magic.
In the land of the sea of blood, he has flowed through the sea of blood, and his flesh and blood have been swallowed. No one knows the pain he has experienced.
Wu Rong still remembers that when he went to pick up his senior brother, his long legs didn't have any flesh and blood, only white bones.
"Senior brother, why didn't you tell her the truth?" Wu Rong felt sorry for Ling Qiong.
In his opinion, the senior brother has done so much and spent a thousand years arranging all this, just to be with his Taoist companion again.
For thousands of years, every step of the senior brother has been difficult, how can those sacrifices be easily erased.
The corners of Ling Qiong's lips curled up slowly: "That girl is very obstinate, she only recognizes that brat."
The tone is conniving, without any complaints, or even inexplicable indulgence.
Wu Rong didn't understand why he didn't have the slightest bit of resentment when it was clearly the brother who suffered the loss.
He said coldly: "What about senior brother? Could it be that everything you have done for so many years has been erased so easily? Does that girl still have a heart? Be careful, she might go through life after life of torture!"
Ling Qiong glanced back at him: "Junior brother, you have to know that An Mingji is a ray of soul separated by me. All the main consciousnesses he produced were born of me, and his love and hatred for Gu Jin are all because of me." I get up.
Today is no longer the Spiritual Continent for thousands of years. Modern people’s thinking is different from ours. In the Spiritual Continent, if a monk dies, if he wants to continue to live, he can change his soul for a skin, continue to survive and practice, and even accompany his Taoist companion. In this era, monks Declining, their thinking is a new generation of civilization.
Gu Jin only recognizes An Mingji, then I am An Mingji. If he recognizes the Venerable Xuanling thousands of years ago, then I am the Venerable Xuanling. Whatever she wants, I will give. After all, she is still mine. "
All he wanted was Gu Jin.
To him, the thousand-year-old Luo Yu is Gu Jin, and Gu Jin is Luo Yu.
Their souls are the same, no matter it is thousands of years ago or now, she is his.
Wu Rong opened his mouth slightly, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.
Because what the senior brother said was right, everything they did for the past thousand years was to get the senior brother's Taoist companion to return to him.
Now, regardless of the process, it turns out they've done it.
"Junior brother, open the spiritual spring in the back mountain, and I will retreat for the next three years."
His cultivation has stagnated for thousands of years, and if he wants to recover to his peak, he must rely on the spiritual spring of Qingyunzong to improve.
The spiritual spring in the back mountain is more extensive than the spiritual energy and streams in Gu Jin's space.
"Okay." Wu Rong replied.
Ling Qiong stared at the side hall: "I'm afraid it's coming to an end inside, you should recall the disciples of Qingyun Sect as soon as possible, and rectify the sect as soon as possible."
"I'll make arrangements."
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In the side hall.
After the door of the hall closed behind him, Gu Jin walked towards the center of the hall without panicking.
Under the gaze of An Mingji's three souls, she only said: "Are you obediently following me, or shall I take you away?"
Gu Jin could feel that the soul cultivation of the three An Mingji in front of her was not low, far surpassing hers, but she was not afraid at all.
With the space in hand, she can take them away with just a little thought.
One of them, An Mingji, walked up to Gu Jin obediently.
The hostility between his brows and eyes receded, he stared at Gu Jin ignorantly, and raised his hand to touch her face, his heart softened all of a sudden.
Like a ghost, he said softly, "I'll go with you."
Gu Jin held his hand, "Good boy."
When the words fell, the other party was sent to the space in an instant.
She went to look at the remaining two: "How about you?"
The first one is so obedient, so naturally there are others who are not.
The remaining two saw that the opponent who had been fighting with them before disappeared, even though they had a good impression of Gu Jin, they were still a little wary.
Seeing their expressions, Gu Jin hooked his lips and curled the corners of his lips.
Without giving them a chance to speak, Gu Jin rushed forward and sent them into the space.
As for beating and scolding them, you can't let outsiders see the jokes, and talk about it in the space if you have anything to do.
Gu Jin also disappeared in place and entered the space.
When she came to the space, she saw three souls standing by the stream, staring at An Mingji who had been soaked in the water for two years and hadn't woken up yet.
Gu Jin walked up to them, pointed at An Mingji who was soaking in the stream, and said in a gentle voice, "That's your body, now it's fused with your body in the past."