Kill the heroine at the beginning, and the little apprentice sister will take away the luck

Leng Zhu thought about it and tried to summon the Wood Spirit Pearl from his sea of ​​consciousness, wanting to use the power of the Wood Spirit Pearl to help Yinsheng heal his wounds.

She sat cross-legged behind Yinsheng, turned her wrist to lift Yinsheng's upper body, and let Yinsheng sit cross-legged like her.

He placed his hands on Yinsheng's back and continuously channeled wood spiritual power into Yinsheng's body.

Yinsheng, who had pursed his lips tightly, suddenly uttered a voice from his throat, "Master! Master!"

It was Yinsheng's anxious cry, which seemed to carry endless pain.

Then suddenly a dragon roared, Yinsheng raised his extremely heavy eyes, and exhaled a breath of spiritual energy.

Only after he exhaled did he wake up.

His eyes looked around blankly, somewhat unfocused.

After a moment, he vaguely recognized that he was in Leng Zhuxin's Han Yusuo space.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the pain in his eyes.

Feeling that Leng Zhuxin was still continuously supplying her with spiritual energy, she immediately said, "Stop carefully, I'm fine."

Leng Zhuxin didn't listen to him and continued to transfer spiritual power into Yinsheng's body.

Only after making sure that Yinsheng's soul was completely stable did he stop.

Looking at Yinsheng who had returned to normal, the worry in Leng Zhuxin's eyes gradually faded away.

Yinsheng's expression was much heavier than before, and his tone was extremely low.

"Be careful, I just saw the master."

The master Yinsheng was referring to was Leng Zhuxin's father, Leng Qian.

Hearing his words, Leng Zhuxin was stunned at first. She took her hand back from the air for a long time and placed it at her side, clenching her fist.

With his head slightly lowered, he asked Yinsheng, "Is my father okay?"

Yinsheng shook his head, his eyes filled with heartache and worry, "It's not good, he's trapped at the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and it seems he doesn't recognize anyone anymore.

That force pulled my consciousness to the bottom of the river and almost tied me up there.

The master kept calling the names of the lady, you, and Buqiu. I think he might still remember you.

I didn't have time to talk to him, nor could I talk to him.

I can only share some of my strength with him to make him feel better.

But it seemed to make him feel worse.”

Yinsheng thought with guilt that when he saw Leng Qian suffering, he couldn't help but give Leng Qian some strength.

Unexpectedly, this little bit of power made Leng Qian's consciousness clear for a moment.

Leng Qian, who had regained consciousness, wanted to resist, but was dragged back to the original place again and endured a punishment even more painful than before.

Leng Qian's consciousness was also a little more blurred than before.

After that, Yinsheng didn't dare to help Leng Qian anymore until the punishment was over, then he secretly sent some of his spiritual power into Leng Qian's body.

This power is smaller than the one given to Leng Qian before, and is not enough to wake Leng Qian up, but it can make Leng Qian feel a little better and last longer.

He originally wanted to stay with Leng Qian for a longer time, but then he realized that he would also be trapped at the bottom of the Wangchuan River.

Thinking of Leng Zhuxin and Leng Buqiu, and those enemies who were eyeing the Leng family.

He struggled, and then felt a force pulling him back.

However, his consciousness was trapped by the restriction that had been triggered and he was unable to wake up.

Yinsheng could feel Xirang and Luo Ling helping him, and he could also feel Bingbing crying, but he just couldn't wake up.

It was not until Leng Zhuxin used the Wood Spirit Pearl to help him that he was able to suppress the power of the restriction that had been triggered, and his consciousness suddenly became light.

Not wanting Leng Zhuxin to waste too much energy on him, Yinsheng struggled to wake up.

But when he thought of Leng Qian, who was at the bottom of the Wangchuan River and no longer looked like his original self, and had lost consciousness due to torture, he felt heartbroken again.

Leng Zhuxin's heart ached after hearing what Yinsheng said.

But with her current strength, she cannot rescue her father.

Leng Zhuxin had never heard of Yewangchuan, which was located on the edge of the fairyland.

I have never heard of it in either life, and I don't know what relationship it has with the Lethe River in the underworld.

Goose feathers cannot float, and disembodied souls will sink. The tree roots that trap the soul are the dark and muddy river water.

It is somewhat similar to the Wangchuan River, except that the ghosts in the Wangchuan River float in the river and cannot go ashore, while the ghosts in the Wangchuan River sink to the bottom of the river and cannot even wander in the water.

Leng Zhuxin thought of a legendary river, Ruoshui.

Zhiruoshui is known as the Celestial River. Although nothing floats on it and its source is Ruomu, the river water is not dark and muddy, but extremely clear.

This Yewangchuan seems like a combination of Ruoshui and Wangchuan in the underworld.

Leng Zhuxin searched all the records about Ye Wangchuan in the world of immortal cultivation, but could not find even a single word.

But Leng Zhu had a vague feeling that Ye Wangchuan might be related to Tianhe Ruoshui.

She closed the jade slip that recorded the rivers in the world of immortal cultivation.

She stood up and took the things Leng Buqiu and Leng Fuguang had given her into the Tower of Babel.

There was a layer in the Tower of Babel where many jade slips were placed. She thought that she might be able to get some information about Ye Wangchuan from them.

The jade slips in the Tower of Babel had not been touched for a long time, and were covered with dust.

Leng Zhuxin searched row by row, and sure enough, on one of the shelves, she found a record about the rivers in the fairyland.

It was not a jade slip, but a scroll of bamboo slips.

He unfolded the bamboo slips and looked back carefully, and soon saw the two words "Wangchuan".

"Night is a whirlwind, and I don't know where I came from.

Hundreds of years ago, it fell from the sky.

At first it was a tree unknown to the immortals, and water came out of the tree.

Falling into the soil with the roots of the tree.

Wherever the sacred tree fell, no grass grew, the earth cracked and the sky collapsed.

It divides the world of immortals and demons into two, and a waterfall is created from the water, which rushes down like a black brocade hanging upside down, and falls to the ground, forming the Night River.

At first, an immortal went to investigate, but was trapped at the bottom of the Yewang River and his soul was destroyed.

It originally had no name, but the full moon hangs eternally in the sky here, and the river water draws it in, which can arouse the wandering thoughts of immortals, so it was named Yewangchuan.

This jade slip records Ye Wangchuan in detail, but it still does not specify its origin.

There is a Ruo tree on the Ruoshui River, and water flows out from the Ruo tree.

Leng Zhuxin thought while holding the bamboo slips.

If the wood is in the divine realm, it will be red in color.

But if Ruoru Mu falls into the fairyland, will it still be red?

Leng Zhuxin became suspicious of the Yewangchuan tree, but regardless of whether Yewangchuan was related to Ruoshui, she had to go there.

She put the bamboo slips back to their original place and searched again.

After making sure that no information was missed, he returned to the ninth floor.

Among the things Leng Buqiu and Leng Fuguang gave her were many elixirs and medicines that could help with her cultivation.

But most of what they prepared were for ice spiritual roots.

Leng Zhuxin took it out, and also took out the immortal beast inner elixir specially prepared for Bingbing and Xiaohan, and began to practice with them.

Leng Buqiu also prepared a lot of fairy stones for Leng Zhuxin.

Immortal stones can be used for trading in the upper realm. They also contain immortal power that can be absorbed for cultivation.

The people in the upper realm cultivate quickly, which is also closely related to their immortal power.

Leng Zhuxin held a fairy stone and started to practice the Bingchen Sword Technique.

The immortal power contained in the immortal stone quickly flowed into her dantian along the meridians.

Immortal power is very different from spiritual energy. It has no attributes and looks like clouds and mist when viewed from within.

Just a small piece is worth thousands of high-quality spirit stones.

What Leng Buqiu prepared for Leng Zhuxin was the best and highest-grade immortal stone, so naturally the immortal power contained in it was purer and stronger.

The biggest difference between immortals and cultivators is the energy contained in their bodies.

Leng Zhuxin's dantian sea had previously been storing spiritual energy of various attributes.

After the immortal power was absorbed into her body, a vortex began to form in the sea of ​​spiritual power.

Just a trace of immortal power was like creating a huge wave in the sea of ​​spiritual power.

Inside the dantian, a little figure who looked exactly like Leng Zhuxin also sat cross-legged, as if wanting to absorb that trace of immortal power into his body.

The spiritual energy of various attributes slowly swirled and merged into one, under the guidance of that trace of immortal power.

They rushed into the little man's body, and then circulated inside the little man for a cycle. When they came out again, they had turned into fairy air like clouds and mist.

It merged with the immortal energy that Leng Zhuxin had just absorbed from the immortal stone.

After the spiritual energy was transformed into immortal energy, the dantian became much emptier.

Leng Zhuxin had only taken out a few immortal stones for testing, but she didn't expect that in just a few minutes, the immortal power in those immortal stones would be completely absorbed by her.

There was no sea of ​​spiritual power in the dantian, only a small sea of ​​clouds composed of fairy energy, which made Leng Zhu feel strangely uneasy.

She couldn't wait to refill her Dantian.

After thinking about it, she took out all the immortal stones that Leng Buqiu and the others had given her and piled them into a small hill in the space.

She sat down at the foot of the hill and began to practice.

Of course, he was still sitting in the hot spring pool made of the spiritual water from the cold pond.

As Leng Zhuxin practiced, several spirit beads in the sea of ​​consciousness left the lotus heart and began to rotate in the sea of ​​consciousness.

These spirit beads also sent out a lot of five-element spiritual energy during their rotation, which then passed through the meridians and circulated a small circle in the body before being converted into immortal energy and entering Leng Zhuxin's dantian.

Leng Zhuxin immersed herself in cultivation, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

Time passed quickly, and the fairy stones like hills beside the hot spring pool kept decreasing.

Leng Zhuxin seemed to be trapped in clouds and mist. Although his cultivation had not improved for the time being, his dantian was constantly refilling.