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At the time of Mochizuki Peak, Xu Lin had already noticed this detail at the beginning of trying to fuse these two exercises, based on "Blood God Son", and then using the method of sketching what he thought in "Spirit Rhino and Sword True Solution", the sword breath turned into a blood snake, and most of the attributes possessed by this blood snake came from "Blood God Son".

There was a time when Xu Lin always thought that it was because he had preconceived notions that he had subtly done this, but now that he thinks about it, maybe in Xu Lin's heart, he has long felt that this "Lingxi Yijian True Solution" may really be more suitable for assistance.

Xu Lin, who had sorted out these thoughts, suddenly felt very tired, he didn't know how long he had been in the blood cocoon, and he didn't know what happened to Qing Ming Zhenren and the others, but at least one thing Xu Lin was clear, he was still alive, and that was enough.

This night, Xu Lin had a strange dream.

In the dream, Xu Lin dreamed of the scene of the sunset on Mochizuki Peak, and also dreamed of the kitchen, as if he had returned to that comfortable time, such a dream was wonderful.

Gradually, in Xu Lin's dream, many figures appeared.

Wang Dazhu, who has a simple demeanor but likes to gossip very much, always likes to put his arm around Xu Lin's shoulder, and then pretends to tell some little-known anecdotes about Kunlun Mountain mysteriously.

Mingru, this woman with an indifferent expression like ice, Xu Lin often saw a faint trace of sadness in her eyes, as if it was melting ice and turning water. But the ice water that had just melted was only fleeting and turned into ice, and under that cold expression, what I saw again was a mockery with an indifferent expression.

Chen Wanru, thinking of this name, I don't know why Xu Lin's heart suddenly became very entangled, is it love, is it use? Xu Lin can't figure it out, and he doesn't want to figure it out. In Xu Lin's heart, he is more inclined to take advantage, but is this really the case? Xu Lin is also asking himself.

Qingming Zhenren gave Xu Lin a lot of guidance along the way, unlike Mingru, her expression was not cold and cold, but she had an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away, more precisely, it should be indifferent. It seemed that nothing in the world was in her eyes, but what did she care about? It was the sword in her hand? Xu Lin had no way of knowing.

As for the others, in this dream, only a fleeting scene was left, and the other figure made Xu Lin, who was already asleep, frown, and then his breathing became rapid, which was one of the people Xu Lin didn't want to see.

After the fusion of the previous generation of blood demons and Xu Lin's soul, it was built into today's Xu Lin, but the figure of this person has always been a nightmare in Xu Lin's memory.

In the dream, the scene of Mochizuki Peak became fragmented like a crystal shattering, and in the depths of Xu Lin's eyes, a figure was gradually emerging, while the surrounding scene had become a blood-colored world.

On the pale and handsome face, among the blood-colored eyes, there was a strange light, where Xu Lin saw greed, cruelty, bloodthirsty, and the moment the corners of his mouth rose, it was a mockery that made Xu Lin extremely hateful.

Looking at each other, Xu Lin wanted to look away, because whenever he saw this face, Xu Lin's heart was always full of fear of the unknown, and he was at a loss.

The method of heart demon refinement, this method that Xu Lin hated extremely much, like the gangrene of the appendage, has always gnawed in the depths of Xu Lin's soul, so Xu Lin wanted to go crazy in pain, so Xu Lin became cruel in this unsolvable feeling, not only for himself, but also for others.

Cruel, violent, jealous, and ghostly, only in this kind of behavior can Xu Lin find a moment of peace, perhaps this is also what the previous generation of blood demons who turned into Xu Lin's heart demons expected.

"You're a ghost, a ghost in human skin!"

Xu Lin screamed loudly and got up, and when he opened his panicked eyes, his mouth was still muttering: "I'm not! I'm not! I'm not like this!"

Xu Lin, who shouted hoarsely: "No!" suddenly grabbed his head, and the moment he pulled hard, a heart-piercing pain instantly spread throughout his body, Xu Lin smiled hideously. There was an incomparably fierce gaze in the depths of his eyes, looking at the pitch black in front of him, looking at the stars in the night sky, and then looking at the cold moon that was as cold as a knife, Xu Lin's gaze suddenly became blurred again, is this still me?

Xu Lin muttered to himself, asked many times, but in this quiet night, there was no echo, only Xu Lin's own voice, and then Xu Lin began to become irritable again, it was the bloodstained Taoist, it was this miscellaneous! It was he who made himself like this, if you want to kill him, you must kill him.

Xu Lin sneered gloomily, yes! Only by killing him, this heart demon, this so-called heart demon cultivation method, will naturally be broken, and he will become the original Xu Lin at that time.

But could it be that simple?

"A ghost in human skin?" Xu Lin repeated in a low voice.

"What about ghosts! I'm a ghost, maybe I've been a ghost since I met the Bloodstained Daoist. ”

Xu Lin sneered: "This may also be good." ”

The night was like a wash, still silent, only Xu Lin's own laughter one after another, which sounded from time to time, and then fell silent.

He gradually calmed down, how could he still be a little sleepy, sat up, and Xu Lin, who was sinking in the dantian, suddenly remembered a mantra in his mind. That was what his inner demon taught him, but no matter who taught it, it would be useful, so Xu Lin closed his eyes again, and according to this mantra, he began to understand the wonderful use between "Blood God Son" and "Lingxi Yijian True Solution".

When a person is completely immersed in something, time is meaningless to that person, because it has been forgotten.

In the past few days, in addition to healing, Xu Lin has studied how to better apply the mantra left by the previous generation of blood demons, and during this period, Xu Lin has also gained a deeper understanding of the changes in his body.

The two breaths turned into one, and such a change might be good, and that was for cultivation. There are also bad ones, but they are about their own identity, but as long as Xu Lin is careful himself, as he thought before, he may still be able to get away with it.

Standing up, Xu Lin looked at the calm lake in front of him, looked at the continuous ripples on the lake, and after calming his thoughts, Xu Lin lifted the cold jade sword and turned into a shadow and disappeared.

The method of combining the sword heart with the method of not moving the blood heart, Xu Lin is already familiar with the road, and he is becoming more and more handy, admiring the benefits of the combination of the two, Xu Lin is like the wind and marches towards the upstream of the lake.

During this journey, Xu Lin walked very slowly, because in his heart, he could never erase the shadows left by the things he had experienced before.

What happened to Qing Ming, Zhenren and the others? Are Wang Dazhu and the others dead? Will Chen Wanru escape safely? These questions all prompted Xu Lin to embark on this trip.

It was this forest, Xu Lin looked at the surrounding Yiqiē, and then carefully sneaked into a bush, quietly observing the surroundings, until there was no movement around, Xu Lin's figure slowly floated up like the wind again, and the target was the big tree that was close at hand.

This is an old ancient tree, the trunk part has been hollowed out, but its branches and leaves are still luxuriant and prosperous, looking at its roots, Xu Lin hesitated for a while, and then carefully moved it away, but it was to reveal a dark hole, Xu Lin looked around, but his brows were furrowed.

"Where's Chen Wanru?"

After staring at the ancient tree in a daze for a while, Xu Lin's figure flew up in the air again, but it flew in another direction.

The scenery is the same as before, looking at the mess in front of you, can this still be called a view?

There were fallen branches and leaves everywhere, and there were exploding mud puddles everywhere, but there was no corpse, which made Xu Lin surprised and even more nervous.

Has it been ruined, or has it escaped?

With these two questions, Xu Lin continued to probe around, but the results of the investigation made Xu Lin look disappointed.

To no avail!

The so-called fruitless means that there is no result, that is, it is not clear.

Xu Lin clearly remembered that Tuoba Xiong had killed a lot of Kunlun disciples, and in front of him, there was no dying Wang Dazhu here, nor Mingyuan and Mingru, as for the others, they were not there, could it be the rippling green lake?

Xu Lin's figure rose and fell again, and soon he came to the shore of a lake, it was the same here, there was nothing except a mess, looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Lin was suddenly a little at a loss.

For unknown things, people always like to think about the good at the same time, but also afraid of the birth of unexpected things, this is the case with Xu Lin now, where is this person?

After a few trips back and forth, Xu Lin never found any traces, and finally had to give up, but out of fear of Tuoba Bear and Shang Zhili, Xu Lin still returned to the place where he had stayed.

Picked up a stone and threw it into the lake, although a stone failed to stir up a thousand waves, but it also rippled one after another, and looking at the ripples that swelled one after another, Xu Lin's frowning brows suddenly relaxed, but he figured out something.

Since this is already the case, no matter whether Qing Ming Zhenren and the others escaped from life, or were killed by Tuoba Xiong and Shang Zhili, this Golden Wheel Temple must go to itself.

Now returning to Kunlun is only bad for Xu Lin, although his cultivation is low, but he can't escape alone, even if he says that Qingming Zhenren let him get away alone, he will be looked down upon by the Kunlun people who have a strong sense of collective honor.

What's more, the life and death of Qing Ming Zhenren and others are undecided, and it is inappropriate to go back like this, and for the cultivation world, this gathering of the Golden Wheel Dharma Temple is extraordinary, Kunlun will definitely send people to participate in it no matter what, and Xu Lin himself As long as he is there, whether he meets the newly sent Kunlun Sect people, or meets the immortal Qing Ming and others, he is definitely much stronger than returning to Kunlun now.

After figuring this out, Xu Lin picked up a stone, and then threw it into the lake in the distance, looking at the ripples that rippled again, Xu Lin muttered: "Whether it can be stirred up or not depends on the size of this stone." ”