Yan Lan looked at Wu Se, who looked indifferent, and thought he was quite cute. He couldn't help but have some strange thoughts. If Wu Se had experienced his fate since childhood, would he still be devoted to Buddha at this moment?...

Buddha is naturally good, but it doesn’t mean that you can worship Buddha just because you want to.

When Yan Lan was thinking wildly, Qing Jian Wuchang's voice came over: "Yan Lan, Wu Se, come and see the wooden house we built. Just live here for the next few days."

Yan Lan turned her head and looked towards the open space under the giant tree. She saw eight wooden houses one foot square, forming a square, three feet apart from each other.

"Ha, whose craftsmanship is it? It's so exquisite!"

Yan Lan walked over and praised.

Xichen immediately jumped out, faced Yan Lan and Wu Se, and said with a smile: "This is the work of the six of us, hehe. If there is a fight, you two will join; if there is this job, you don't need to do anything."

.Junior Brother Yan, look, Junior Sister Tongli has put a lot of effort into your wooden house."

Yan Lan was pulled by Xichen and came to a wooden house. She saw that this wooden house was not as bare as other wooden houses. Instead, it was decorated with many garlands and put on many different kinds of herbs, flowers and fruits, and it was filled with a sense of smell.

Refreshing aroma. Seeing this scene, Yan Lan's mind suddenly flashed a scene of Ling Yu painting pig heads all over the walls of his simple house.

Yan Lan couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, thinking for a moment, and thought to herself: "If Sister Ling Yu were here, she would probably paint a lot of pig heads on this wooden house again."

At this time, Tongzhi walked up to Yan Lan, glanced at Xichen, and said with a soft smile: "Junior Brother Yan, you are seriously injured. I picked these flowers and plants from the forest. They are all refreshing.

The effect of calming your mind and activating your muscles and bones may help your injury."

Yan Lan smiled softly, it was becoming more and more obvious that Tong Xin was good to him, and he was a little confused as to what to do.

In Yan Lan's heart, he has never thought deeply about feelings. But he understands that his feelings for Ling Yu and Ling Yu's feelings for him are irreplaceable by anyone or any emotion in this world.

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"Love and infatuation are painful, and the more you fall into it, the harder it becomes. Senior Sister Tongxi, we are destined to never be together, so please forgive Junior Brother's indifference!"

Yan Lan sighed quietly in her heart and replied calmly: "Well, let Senior Sister Tongzhi worry about it. My injury is not serious, so I will go to recuperate first."

After saying that, Yan Lan pushed open the door of the wooden house, walked in, and closed the door. At this moment, the entire wooden house was filled with the fragrance of herbs. Every herb was carefully selected and carefully matched to reflect the beauty of Tongxiang.

Extremely caring.

When Yan Lan saw this, she was moved in her heart, smiled helplessly, and immediately stepped into the Zen space.

Outside the wooden house, Tongzhi saw Yanlan's calm expression, and her gentle smile gradually solidified into a bitterness. Then, she also walked into a wooden house and closed the door to rest.

Mo Li pouted. He leaned close to Xichen's ear and said, "Do you feel that something is wrong with little brother Yan?"

Xichen shook his head and said, "No, Junior Brother Yan has always been like this!"

Mo Li curled his lips and said angrily: "What are you looking at? You're playing the piano to a donkey."

Xichen rubbed his head nonchalantly, and finally approached Mo Li and said, "Hey, look at how kind Junior Sister Tongzhi is to Yan Lan. You can also decorate my wooden house for me."

Mo Li stared, turned his head leisurely, stared at Xi Chen's eyes, and said expressionlessly: "Haha!"

Later, Mo Li also stepped into a wooden house.

Xichen's eyes narrowed, he shook his head and said to himself: "Hey, women are really strange creatures."

After a while, everyone entered the wooden house and began to cultivate themselves.

After repeated encounters, some of them were tired enough even if they didn't take action.

Yan Lan sat cross-legged in the Zen Heart Space with her eyes slightly closed. This time, she was not in the Nether Fire Space, so her injuries were much lighter than the previous time.

"This time I must repair the soul trauma, otherwise my strongest trick, Thunder Soul Power, will not be able to show its strongest power."

The golden Buddha's power automatically repaired Yan Lan's injured body, and also constantly warmed Yan Lan's soul.

Time passed slowly, and in the deserted forest, except for the occasional curious birds and animals, there was no other big movement.

The Love Sword Impermanence is a spiritual body attached to Nie You's puppet, so it cannot be practiced, so one has to pay close attention to the surroundings.

Therefore, the place was a barren mountain and wilderness, so everyone could only sit quietly and practice without dancing their swords, for fear of making too much noise and causing unnecessary trouble.

Ten days later, in the Zen mind space.

Yan Lan slowly opened her eyes. The aura around her body had completely calmed down, and all the contaminated contaminants had been purified.

Yan Lan stood up and looked at herself, who was still in ragged clothes and disheveled hair, and couldn't help but smile. She had neglected her appearance because of her serious injuries.

With a thought, Yan Lan took out the clean clothes inside and out, put them on again, and tied up her messy hair again.

A moment later, Yan Lan was wearing a blue Taoist robe, looking quite chic.

"It took ten days to completely repair the damage to my soul, and I finally felt a lot more at ease. However, the conversion of the holy power in my body was extremely slow. After ten days of practice, the amount of converted holy power was not as much as what I had with Ruan Yan.

That palm against Todoroki. Well, the power of the Holy Power is extraordinary, but it cannot be squandered casually."

Later, Yan Lan took a peek inside and found that the Yuanshen was finally a little longer than before, but there was still some gap between the appearance of a three-year-old child, that is, the early stage of Yiyan's infant transformation.

"I didn't expect that it would be so difficult to cultivate to the early stage of Yiyan Infant Transformation. The Infant Transformation stage really cannot be measured by the thinking of the Nascent Soul stage."

"It is so difficult to accumulate the Holy Power of the Ultimate Path, so I shouldn't squander it easily. And after I entered the infant transformation stage, all the previous tricks have become ineffective. Even the forbidden technique of Heavenly Rebellion to Sacrifice the Soul, and the Zongzong's unique skill of Sword Moving Mountains and Seas, and even

Even Wanjie Senluo and Nether Blade have not reached the level of a killer weapon."

"It's time to practice another unique skill, which can be used to defend yourself and kill the enemy."

Yan Lan narrowed his eyes, and the fourth skill of the Dark Annihilation Art of Life - the inscription of the coming of death, immediately melted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The secret text is really obscure and difficult to understand. Compared with the previous three levels, it seems to have improved a lot. However, it is countless times better than the Dragon Elephant Holy Seal Technique gifted by the family. The Dragon Elephant Holy Seal Technique, as of today,

I can't even understand a single sentence of the formula, I really don't know who created it, who practiced it, and how powerful it will be after it is successfully practiced."

Yan Lan took a deep breath, immediately abandoned all distracting thoughts, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the incantation of the arrival of death.

An hour later, Yan Lan suddenly opened his eyes and said in slight shock: "Normally, special moves are based on the power of the heaven, earth, mountains and rivers. This time the God of Death came, he actually used the power of the God of Death. Could the God of Death really disturb the God of Death?"
Chapter completed!