Fairy Bai was dazed by Qingluan's words before he disappeared.
The so-called initial persistence hit the soft spot in her heart. Fairy Bai suddenly realized that she was trapped in the Nascent Soul stage, perhaps because of this - but, it was too late to be awakened now, leaving regrets in vain.
Qingluan returned the power of faith that had been taken away. Before Lin Luoran could be happy that her mother's Daoji problem had been solved, the severe pain in the sea of knowledge made her squat down with her head in her arms, and her whole body was covered in cold sweat.
The beads actively transmitted bursts of coolness, relieving her pain, but Lin Luoran still quickly fell into a half-conscious state.
Fairy Bai couldn't help, so she had to escape into the space—because the soul stone she lived in was left in the space for a long time, and it was contaminated with the breath of space. in and out at will.
Oh, it should be free to enter. If you want to come out, you still need Lin Luoran, the owner of the space, to agree.
Huofeng, silver fish, and wood wolf, three half-spirit monsters, were gathering under the apple tree for a round table meeting when Fairy Bai came in. Seeing her coming in, Huofeng nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.
Fairy Bai was very angry: "She is like this now, so you are not worried at all?"
The silver fish didn't know that they had already been classified as cold-blooded monsters in Fairy Bai's mind, so she explained in a good temper: "Huofeng said that Xiao Linzi is condensing her godhead. We can't disturb her at this important moment."
Fairy Bai was taken aback, what does it mean to condense the godhead? When she woke up this time, she found that Lin Luoran had encountered many adventures, and at this moment, she suddenly couldn't understand the nouns. Although she still had doubts, she probably understood that it wasn't Huofeng and they were not worried.
It should be the level that Lin Luoran is going through, they can't help, right
…
Lin Luoran's sea of consciousness seemed to be eaten by tens of thousands of ants.
The pain involved the nerves, so stubborn as her, she couldn't help crying out in pain. It was really painful. When the flying colored sculpture in the sea of consciousness suddenly collapsed and turned into tiny fragments, the entire sea of consciousness was almost torn apart.
There are tens of thousands of light groups of faith in the sea of consciousness, and they rushed forward one after another, trying to help the painted sculptures rebond, but because of their own affairs, they were scattered.
Lin Luoran reluctantly gritted his teeth to direct the Faith Light Group, but with no experience, he seemed extremely unfamiliar.
This did not save the disadvantage of the collapse of the sea of consciousness. The sea of consciousness collapsed, and the light of faith floated out of the body. This was Lin Luoran's last thought.
In the ruins of the Sea of Consciousness, after Lin Luoran fell into a coma, a group of faint and bright lights lit up.
If she was awake at this moment, she would definitely recognize that it was the teardrops of the little girl mixed with her. It used to be hidden in the depths of the Feitian painted sculpture, and it didn't officially appear until the painted sculpture collapsed into pieces.
The teardrops propped up a ray of light for the dark sea of consciousness, guiding the light cluster of faith that flew out of the body to fly back.
In the space, Huofeng secretly let out a sigh of relief.
If it was a moment later, the teardrops would no longer exert force, and the light group of faith had been out of the body for a long time, let alone condensing the godhead, it would be a trivial matter for Lin Luoran's cultivation to be completely destroyed, and it would be normal for Penglai to be damaged.
So, behind the great opportunity, there is always a great crisis.
Huofeng sighed vaguely, rest assured that she will no longer pay attention to Lin Luoran's state at this time.
…
She was still asleep.
But Consciousness Sea is also busy. Under the guidance of the teardrops, Faith light clustered together, like playing a jigsaw puzzle, and pieced back the broken pieces of the painted sculpture bit by bit.
Fragments are scattered all over the sea of consciousness, and there is no mistake at all, so the movement of the faith light group is extremely slow.
Time passed quietly, and Lin Luoran did not wake up.
Zhu Zi seemed to finally be unable to bear the temptation of the aura, and began to steal the abundant aura from the fairy mountain while her master was drowsy.
The spiritual energy of the fairy mountain is inexhaustible, and the range of space is not large, so it can't be used so much. While the spirit grass, vegetables and fruits have taken advantage of it, Lin Luoran, the sleepy master, has also shared a lot of benefits.
She slept very soundly this time, the four golden pills in the sea of qi seemed to have taken a powerful pill, and they were running crazily, and she was not afraid that Lin Luoran, the master, would explode and die. The spiritual power became more and more viscous, like the tide of sea water, about to jump onto the embankment.
The cultivation base has increased so fast that even the fire phoenix was alarmed in the end. If she continues to sleep like this, she is afraid that the pill will be broken and the baby will be condensed in a short time!
Penglai's aura is inexhaustible, but it is not beneficial for Lin Luoran to conceive a baby in such a short period of time.
Wake up, wake up, Huofeng frowned secretly, doing the prayer that it despised most before.
— If you are watching her from a distance, let her wake up quickly, right
The object of its prayer is not known, but it is obviously a certain power that can make the fire and the phoenix fear.
I don't know if Huofeng's voice is really up to the heavens, but on the eve of conceiving the baby, the light groups of faith in Lin Luoran's sea of consciousness finally finished their work.
The Flying Apsaras Painted Sculpture has been restored!
Lin Luoran, who was lying on the ground, transformed quietly, and when the confusion in her eyes dissipated, she checked her physical condition and remained as calm and self-possessed as she was, almost screaming.
This, this, and the changes in the sea of consciousness, after all, she has been mentally prepared for the tens of thousands of powers of faith.
But the spiritual power in the body is as dense as substance, and the appearance of shining light spots is not at all the middle stage of alchemy!
While Lin Luoran was in shock, everything that happened to her reminded her of a very apt adjective - triumphantly.
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"You little girl, you are lucky by accident."
Fairy Bai took the lead and walked down the path, never admitting that there was some sourness in her tone. Thinking about how talented she is, it took her 600 years to cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage, but Lin Luoran made breakthroughs one after another in just over a dozen years, and she almost became a baby because of her fame. Of course, she couldn't imagine it.
Lin Luoran smiled wryly: "Fairy, don't laugh at me. A breakthrough in a short period of time may not be a good thing for future practice."
The change in the sea of consciousness is still in the second place. After waking up, the cultivation base is like a rocket, from the middle stage of alchemy to the late stage of alchemy, and temporarily braked at the front door of the Nascent Soul stage. Lin Luoran is not unhappy, but when he thinks of the advanced Inexplicably, she was somewhat distressed and guilty.
All in all, from the moment she entered Penglai Xianshan, she actually completed a realm that other monks could not cross in a lifetime in just two or three years. From the early stage of alchemy to the late stage of alchemy, happiness came too fast, not to mention the lack of realism. The lack of corresponding mood among her is also a big problem.
Fairy Bai saw that the expression on her face did not seem to be fake, so she also changed the subject.
Lin Luoran was in a relaxed mood because he learned the secret method of shaping Daoji for mortals. He temporarily let go of his worries about advancing, and talked with Fairy Bai all the way, but discussed some techniques that can be used during the alchemy period, and the atmosphere turned harmonious.
She even planned with great interest, leaving Penglai, to thank the seventh prince Sang Yi who used to be annoying, and take a look at how Miss Mu's life is now, and whether her children are in front of her. Of course, seeing that the simple-minded young man who is determined to practice martial arts, Azhi, can get started, it is also in Lin Luoran's plan.
She also promised that the ninth-level monster would ask the immortal why he was unfeeling. Although Qingluan promised to tell the story on her behalf, Lin Luoran still wanted to fulfill her promise personally.
For Yu Jian, it only takes a short time to solve these trivial matters, right
Lin Luoran had an intuition in her heart that she might not have the chance to come to Penglai again, so she wanted to see those people who met by chance.
Walking to the floating stone road, Lin Luoran looked back at the fairy mountain, and waved his hand foolishly, saying goodbye to the wonderful days in the fairy mountain.
She made up her mind and set foot on the floating stone that came to pick her up. This time, she passed the floating path without any incident.
Standing on the Feiyu platform, a flash of brilliance flashed, and Lin Luoran had disappeared in place.