Question: How can An Lin be saved
Asked about the yellow light on the surface of the book, slowly absorbing the blood.
Afterwards, it began to leave An Lin's body, burning in the void.
Each golden font appeared in the void following the burning of Wenwen Tianshu.
Every font fits perfectly with the meaning of the Tao, blends in between the heaven and the earth, and lives with the heaven and the earth.
Method 1: Within half a quarter of an hour, let the creatures in the Dao stage use their divine power to cleanse Anlin's marrow and drive away the cold.
Method 2: Within half a quarter of an hour, transplant the blood of the Divine Phoenix into An Lin's body, and use the original true flame of the blood to expel the cold power.
Method 3: Within half a quarter of an hour, find the Supreme Divine Fruit of the Fire Department and take it, and there is a half chance of eliminating the cold power.
Xu Xiaolan looked at the three methods, her eyes were shining with fire, and her body seemed a little thin.
Half a quarter of an hour is seven or eight minutes. The time is very tight. Once the time is up, An Lin's vitality will be cut off.
The third method is the most direct. She glanced at An Lin and her Najie, and neither of them had the Supreme Divine Fruit of the Fire Department. Presumably, such a supreme divine fruit, which is one level higher than the fairy fruit, is rarely owned even by the Void Return Stage.
As for the first method, let the creatures in the Dao stage use their divine power to cleanse Anlin's marrow and drive away the cold. She can't contact her second uncle now, nor can she contact the Supreme Elder of the sect. She is looking forward to the arrival of other great masters in the conjoining stage within half a quarter of an hour, and the chances are even closer to zero.
In this way, only the second method remains.
Just right, this way she will...
In the Winter Dragon Tomb, she obtained the inheritance of Shenyin, and in that inheritance, there was Dongfang Ming's method of transplanting the blood to Shenyin.
Shenyin, as a mighty dragon with dual bloodlines of dragon and phoenix, possessed the bloodline of Phoenix, which was obtained through bloodline transplantation at the moment before Dongfang Ming was about to die.
Those two certainly did not expect that ten thousand years later, there would be a woman with both dragon and phoenix bloodlines who would transplant her divine phoenix bloodline to another man.
"It's just... this method of bloodline transplantation will destroy Daogen, and my strength will be lost quickly, and I will eventually become a mortal woman who cannot cultivate..." Xu Xiaolan smiled to herself, and there was a trace of bitterness in that smile.
She hugged An Lin, looked at the man covered in frost in front of her, without any hesitation on her face, and began to chant the ancient formula in her mouth.
The formula is like a ballad, the melody is beautiful and beautiful.
Shenyin always liked to sing, so she improved Dongfang Ming's formula for bloodline transplantation, making the bloodline transplantation more perfect through the blessing of rhythm.
This is a solo without an audience. Xu Xiaolan's voice is actually very good, with a gentle and clear voice of the Phoenix, which can warm and comfort people's hearts.
For some reason, her mind suddenly recalled the concert with An Lin in the mortal world.
That night, she played the guqin with her hand, and her white dress fluttered like an orchid in the empty valley.
An Lin sang and she made the soundtrack. The two cooperated seamlessly, as if they were old partners who had been rehearsing for a long time.
But I never thought that it was actually the first time the two performed together, and it should also be the last time...
He and I still have a tacit understanding... Xu Xiaolan suddenly felt a feeling.
That night, the stars were shining brightly, and what was more dazzling than that was the sea of white fluorescent sticks. She performed on the same stage with An Lin and was cheered by tens of thousands of people. She was actually nervous at that time, but she didn't show it on her face. .
When the curtain ended and she left the stage, because she held An Lin's hand, she felt a sense of peace of mind.
Why would I recall these details? Sure enough, I have always cherished it... Xu Xiaolan thought to herself.
The singing is melodious and melodious, and the power surges in the space.
A formation gradually appeared on the ground, emitting a golden light.
The complicated golden lines are slowly being built, and finally a phoenix image is formed on the ground.
Xu Xiaolan cut open her wrist, and what flowed out was not red blood, but golden blood containing the original true flame.
An Lin's hand was also cut open without bleeding.
His body has been frozen, extremely hard.
Under the traction of the formation, Xu Xiaolan's golden blood slowly flowed into An Lin's wound, and there was the faint sound of the phoenix's mournful cry, and the powerful original flames could impact the endless coldness in An Lin's body.
The warm sun in winter will eventually melt the ice and snow.
The cyan cold power fled wildly in An Lin's body as if encountering some natural enemy.
But the golden flame power is everywhere, flowing throughout the whole body, completely strangling and clearing away the blue cold power.
The golden original flame power began to merge into the blood, meridians, soul, sea of qi...
Gradually, it completely turned into An Lin's bloodline, exuding a faint light.
The warm power pulled An Lin back from the hands of the God of Death, making him no longer cold.
Xu Xiaolan's face was so pale that there was no blood, she caressed An Lin's rosy cheeks and smiled involuntarily.
That smile is beautiful, but also sad.
She put the fire pot on An Lin's body, took out a blank piece of paper, and wrote a line:
"Bring the Fire Gathering Plate back to the Vermilion Bird Sect, cultivate immortals hard, make progress every day, and don't miss me."
A few teardrops fell down, and before he knew it, the woman in Tsing Yi was already crying like rain.
She used to have countless beautiful visions for her future.
She worked hard for it, fought for it.
She still has many things to do, and she still has many wishes to fulfill.
She even dreamed that one day, she would be able to climb to the top side by side with the man beside her and travel the world.
But now, all dreams are gone, her wings are broken...
Because of the forced blood transplantation, the Dao root collapsed, the power would continue to be lost, and he became a mortal from then on.
Slightly sobbing cries sounded in the cave.
"I'm so stupid... You and I are not even Taoist couples, but I gave you blood..."
"I'm so stupid, I also want to see higher and farther scenery, why would I cut my own way to save you..."
"I'm so stupid, what the hell am I doing..."
"I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid..."
Xu Xiaolan seemed to cry out all the sorrow, as if to cry out all the grievances.
At some point, her lips were deeply imprinted on An Lin's lips, and her clothes were wet with tears.
Love is like the surging sea, and bitterness and hatred are deeply rooted in love.
Xu Xiaolan has never recognized her inner emotions so clearly like now.
"An Lin, I'm so stupid..."
"so… "
"Please forget about me, a silly woman, I can no longer face you."
She spoke softly, saying her last goodbye.
The woman stepped on the Longque Sword, glanced back at her sleeping face, and stood up with the sword.
"Our fate is over, from now on... strangers."
The sound dissipated in the air, and the thin and desolate cyan figure sank into the clouds and disappeared.
(end of this chapter)