White Moonlight who became an enemy after death [Rebirth]

Chapter 13

Engaging in a marriage contract didn't bring much change to Yi Jianqing's life, Lin Xue sent the pot of snow lily green and left, Yi Jianqing stayed alone for a while, then felt relieved.

The boat is naturally straight when it reaches the bridge. He has no cultivation base at all now, and even if he is married, he can't do anything to Lin Xueji. Well, in fact, Lin Xueji is now No. 1 in the world of comprehension, and he doubts that even if he recovers With his cultivation, he might not be able to do anything to Lin Xueji.

However, he quickly waved this lack of confidence out of his mind.

He is a demon cultivator who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. Even if he can't beat Lin Xueji with his hard work, when his cultivation level rises, there will always be other ways.

Otherwise, it is also feasible to coax Lin Xue to agree with some sweet words.

After the thought was clear, he went straight back to the room.

Although the root bone has not been fully repaired yet.But he no longer has to rely on Lin Xueji to make further progress.

He sat down cross-legged and began to recite the formula silently, trying to draw the breath into his body.

After the root bones of this body were abolished, the dantian also shrank rapidly. Although he can't really start to practice, he can open up the dantian first.

With every movement of his lips, the cold spiritual energy began to gather, soaked into his blood, and was led by him to rush to the dantian.

Although the spiritual energy of Yuhua Mountain is sharp and sharp, it is also extremely pure.It is suitable for him at this moment, but the taste is not very pleasant.

His body temperature is low, but no matter how low the temperature on the surface of the body is, the flesh and blood under the skin are still hot, and the cold and sharp aura tempered in the ice and snow travels through the flesh and blood, giving him the feeling of being like an aura. An unclear needle went through.However, his dantian was still weak, and his aura had stagnated so far. He had no choice but to grit his teeth, and under the control of his mind, the aura was compressed into a condensed bunch, and finally pierced into the shrunken dantian.

For a moment, his expression was blank and he was sweating coldly.

pain.

This is inevitable.

However, even though he was a newborn, why did it bring him exactly the same pain as when he was destroyed?

For a moment, he even had the illusion that a cold and sharp sword pierced his dantian.

The cold, sharp and numb pain caused him to be enveloped in a huge panic for a moment, and he wondered if he had lost his dantian.

Again.

What is more unbearable than physical pain is the memory that comes with it.

It took him a long time to endure that kind of physical and mental torture, and he opened his eyes with a look of fear on his face.

He didn't know why he would think of the old scene again and again, obviously so long had passed, and in those years when he was a demon king in his previous life, he rarely looked through those... stupid past.

Is it because of Lin Xuezhi?

On the other side, Lin Xueji left Xiaoran Hall.At first he walked at a steady pace, but as soon as he was out of Yi Jianqing's sight, he suddenly quickened his pace, making sure that Yi Jianqing could not catch his breath, so he stopped with a sway and moved slightly. He lowered his head, and before he even had time to touch the handkerchief, he hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth, and a fishy sweetness rose in his long-suppressed throat.

The snow-white sleeves instantly became stained with blood.

When he returned to the residence, Lu Song came to him on the back, feeling his pulse, dispensing medicine, and administering needles.

Originally, for a medical practitioner, his mild wood spiritual power should be the most useful thing, but one of his two patients in Yuhua Mountain is a mortal body through and through, and he can't stand his "big body". "Replenishing" spiritual power, but the other's cultivation base is too high, and his injuries are too serious. The demand for medicinal power has reached a terrifying level. He is afraid that he will not be able to fill that bottomless pit even if he gives up his life.

We can only use the simplest method honestly.

About three hours later, Lin Xueji finally stopped coughing up blood, and with a trace of tiredness in his brows, he said to him, "Please trouble me, sir."

Lu Song hurriedly said, "I dare not take it".

This person who has been famous in the cultivation world for hundreds of years, even when he is so weak, his aura is still astonishing, and he doesn't look embarrassed when he sits on a bed of blood.Lu Song didn't dare to read more, because the secret he knew, he was only afraid of the No. 1 in the world of comprehension that everyone respected and feared, and he didn't dare to say anything more to him, so he packed up his signature medicine The box is about to leave.

It's just that the medicine box was on his shoulders, but he still couldn't bear the torment of his conscience, and said bravely: "Xianjun, there are some things that the little old man shouldn't talk about, but your heart has been damaged for many years. It’s good to rest and recuperate in the cold pool. But you have been going to see that person for more and more time recently, if this continues, I’m afraid you will..."

A cold voice interrupted him: "I have my own measure."

Yaochun Sanren really didn't dare to talk too much this time, he shrank his neck and left with a small medicine box on his shoulders.

Yes, since yesterday's New Year's banquet, I'm afraid that the big shots in the entire Central Continent know that Xianjun Xiaohe intends to get married, and his ruthless Dao heart, which is perfect and pure, may be broken.

Only Lu Song knew that Xianjun Xiaohe's Dao heart was not about to be broken, but that there was already a crack ten years ago.

And it happened to be ten years ago, Lin Xueji, whose Dao heart was shattered and who should have lost his cultivation base, pierced through the vast snowy night with a sword, causing the long-silent immortal gate to shake, the power of immortal essence poured out, and half of the cultivation world instantly Everything in the world recovers, and I don't know how many mortals have been cured by this grace.

Lin Xueji's cultivation has soared, becoming the well-deserved No.1 in the cultivation world.

It can be seen from his Dao name.Ordinary people, even when they have reached the period of crossing the catastrophe, they are also a real king, a real person.

Only he has the word "immortal" in his dao name.

What is even more convincing is that Yi Jianqing, the big devil who had been evil for many years, also fell that night.

Based on this, You Da Neng deduced the truth: Lin Xueji personally removed Yi Jianqing and other great troubles in the immortal way, which was a great merit, and the immortal gate was grateful for this, so it reopened.

Most people are convinced of this.

But what happened ten years ago, no one knows except Lin Xueji.

And Lu Song, as a person who knows a certain kind of inside information, doesn't believe this "truth".But precisely because he knew the inside story, he didn't dare to ask, and could only bury all the questions in his heart.

Lin Xue sent her bloody clothes to the secret room.

There is a blue cold spring in the secret room, the cold air is pressing, the walls of the room are covered with frost, but the cold pool is still flowing.

He took off his bloody clothes and walked slowly into the pool.

The water in the pool was icy cold, but he ignored it and didn't move his brows. His whole body was immersed in it, and his chin barely touched the surface of the water.

The next moment, the temperature of the already extremely cold secret room dropped sharply again, but the frost on the ground did not thicken. Instead, it seemed to have encountered a natural enemy and quickly turned into a puddle of water.

The people in the cold pool closed their eyes and seemed to have fallen into a peaceful sleep, but a flawless jade face had undergone changes that no one could imagine.

It was still the same face, the skin was as white as snow, and the eyebrows flew into the temples, but between the thrush-like eyebrows, there were gradually some lines looming, as if there was an invisible hand, holding a brush with a very fine tip, dipped in cinnabar , Trembling, struggling to leave marks on this face.

And finally, the pattern appeared, followed by the second and third strokes.

A pool of clean water churned, and with the appearance of the cinnabar seal between Xianjun's brows, his originally fallen state instantly rose back, but at the same time, the aura around him also changed. His original aura Just like the ice and snow that has accumulated for thousands of years on Yuhua Mountain, it is cold even if it is cold, but it is also extremely cold and upright, which makes people feel awe and trust at the same time.However, at this moment, his long hair was still bloodshot, some messy hair stuck to his face, the corners of his brows and eyes were full of unconcealable evil spirits, the cinnabar marks between his brows were so red that they almost dripped blood, and there was a faint light shining from time to time.Although it was still the same face, the temperament was completely different.

With every vibration of the aura around him, black demonic aura constantly swept in and surrounded him in an instant, and a pool of clear water turned into a pool of bloody water. The timid.

Slay the demons of Central Continent with one sword

Anyone who saw him at this time would not associate him with the cold-faced fairy who wiped out the evil spirits in Central Continent with a single sword.

It should be said that he is a demon god.

However, Lin Xueji stretched his brows and fell into a deep sleep under the siege of this fierce demonic energy.

Like spring water thawing, his face was no longer as cold as before, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.