little wolf cub

In the Chongshan House, Fuxuan stared blankly at the Longevity Lock in the magic circle that was nourished by the spiritual temperature, and dared not take a step forward for a long time.

Once the madness of more than ten years got his wish, it seemed that the mind that had been drifting for more than ten years finally fell to the ground. Apart from the trembling in his heart, a sense of panic rose uncontrollably. He was afraid that all this would happen. It was created by his inner demons, and he was also afraid that this was just a dream for him.When Dameng woke up, there was still only the empty Xuanbing coffin beside him.

is this real?he thought.

This is false, all of this is just your wishful thinking, your master is dead, and you killed him 14 years ago.The inner demon in his heart suddenly started to shout, and countless babbles rushed in, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, as if trying to swallow his sanity.

The inner demon pattern at the end of his eyebrows is about to drip, and there are red marks faintly flashing across the bottom of his eyes from time to time.

Fuxuan felt his headache was about to split, he staggered a step forward, and was bounced away by the protective formation around the longevity lock.He fell back a few steps, bent slightly, and pinched the painful eyebrows with his fingertips.

Demons out of control.

Seeing this, Yan Bo didn't wait for him to step forward to help Fuxuan control his inner demons, Fuxuan, who was bending down slightly in pain just now, suddenly straightened up slowly.

He suppressed his inner demons, as proficiently as if he had done it countless times in the past.

In just a few breaths, Fuxuan's forehead was covered with cold sweat, his eyes were red, trying to calm down his shortness of breath, he looked at the longevity lock.

Suddenly smiled silently.

The smile is both light and shallow, like the light of the sun and the rainbow light in the dew, like a person who has been drowning in darkness for a long time, walking alone, finally glimpsed the long-lost sky light.

"Uncle Yan..." He looked at Yan Bo, and was speechless.

Yan Bo knew what he wanted to say, so he interrupted him directly: "You can't take the longevity lock of Xiao Yan away."

"His soul is still unstable now, and he cannot withstand any twists and turns."

"Since that's the case, can I stay in Chongshan for a few days?" Fuxuan also didn't want Lin Yu's soul to have any mistakes or dangers. Hearing that Lin Yu's soul should not be moved now, he asked Yan Bo.

Hearing this, Yan Bo couldn't help but glance at Fu Xuan: "Stay for a few days, then what?"

"When Master's soul is stable, take him away."

There was some danger in Yan Bo's eyes, and he sneered: "He was born as a member of the Chongshan School, and died as the soul of the Chongshan School. This is his teacher's school, and this is where his soul returns after death. Why did you take him away?"

"Or do you think you can snatch him from my Chongshan faction?"

"In the past few days, I've been bothering Uncle Yan." Fuxuan seemed not to have heard Yan Bo's words at all, and only bowed to himself, and said calmly.

He took one last look at Lin Yu's longevity lock, then slowly closed his eyes, exited the room, and walked to the courtyard.

"In the past few days, I can just build a small thatched cottage at the bottom of Chongshan Mountain, Master Yan doesn't need to worry too much."

As if he had made up his mind, Fu Xuan didn't seem to notice the expressions of Yan Bo and the others. He only performed the disciple's salute in a proper manner again, and then took Song Zhen and Ling Shuangjian down the mountain.

"Eldest senior brother, why did you agree to him?" Cheng Zhenlu, who was already full of breath, was puzzled when he saw Fu Xuan walking out from behind Yan Bo.

"I didn't promise him, but I can't stop him." Yan Bo shook his sleeves, walked towards the house, and said.

"It's all my fault, I slipped my tongue in a moment of urgency." Cheng Zhenlu followed behind Yan Bo, blaming himself in a low voice.

"It's okay, actually I didn't really want to hide it from Fuxuan." Yan Bo said calmly, comforting Cheng Zhenlu.

Cheng Zhenlu was stunned: "Why?"

Yan Bo looked at the Longevity Lock who was slowly absorbing spiritual energy in the formation: "I think Xiao Yan wants to see him sooner."

At the foot of the heavy mountain, Song Zhen, who was building a small thatched cottage, frowned, put the thatch in his hand on the wood, and asked Fu Xuan: "My lord, do you really want to live in this small cottage these days?" ?”

"if not?"

"Why don't you live on Chongshan? Presumably there is still a room in Chongshan, why do you have to live at the foot of Chongshan?"

"I'm definitely going to grab the longevity lock. Uncle Yan and the others know it well, but before the master's soul is stabilized, I won't move rashly, or it will hinder their eyes. I'd better be more sensible, and it's better to live far away." The blood that had dried up on his face before the hour had long been wiped away, Fu Xuan propped his forehead, his expression was as usual, dull and dull.

"Then why don't you go back to Lingshuang Peak? Your lord, aren't you the first disciple of Lingshuang Peak? Can't you go back to Lingshuang Peak for a short stay?"

Song Zhen asked casually, but Fu Xuan didn't speak.

He looked at the cold mountain hidden in the clouds and mists in the distance. It was clearly spring, but the snow on the top of the mountain was still unmelted.

That was his dream home, and it was also his nightmare.

How dare he go back to Ling Shuangfeng?

He didn't dare to go back to Lingshuang Peak, he was afraid that he would die there in pain.

He still has to wait for Lin Yu to come back.

……

The few days in Fuxuan's mouth turned into more than half a month as Lin Yu's soul gradually stabilized.The lord of a world lives under a small thatched hut at the foot of a mountain every day, but he doesn't feel aggrieved, on the contrary he is quite calm and content.

During this period of time, many rare and exotic materials that warm and nourish the soul were sent from the demon world to the Chongshan School one after another. Regarding the whereabouts of these things, Fuxuan did not hide them. The Shan faction is sent in through the main gate, without caring about other people's eyes and thoughts.

Song Zhen really couldn't stand it, and on a certain day, he gently reminded some elders of the Fuxuan clan that they were quite critical of this. The thatch was blown to the ground by the strong wind last night.

"Has the person in charge of this demon world changed?"

"Don't dare." Song Zhen heard the words, and immediately knelt on the ground alone: ​​"The demon world is the master of the world, and no one dares to act rashly."

"Since that's the case, let them all shut up." Fu Xuan put aside the thatch in his hand: "If you don't accept it, tell them to come to me."

"Don't dare." Song Zhen hurriedly said respectfully.

In front of the small thatched hut, Fang Churan, who stopped, looked at Fuxuan in the courtyard, and said coldly after a long time: "Chongshan faction does not lack something like you."

"Of course the Chongshan Sect doesn't lack something like me, but I want to give Master more of the best. Since it's for Master's use, then it can't be too much." Fuxuan replied.

Fang Churan didn't speak any more, just glanced at Fu Xuan indifferently, and then left, the coldness in his eyes dissipated a little inadvertently.

Although there are many things to nourish the soul, Lin Yu's soul has never been stable.

Before Lin Yu was alive, he was a mighty true monarch, with a high level of cultivation. After his death, the aura of the soul itself was already strong, and it is logically easy to stabilize it. The spirit veins in his whole body were broken, and it also affected his soul, shaking away most of the spirit energy in his soul.If it weren't for the longevity lock left by Xu Yinsheng, I'm afraid his soul would have been gone by now.

There is a lot of loss in the soul, and the rare and exotic materials that nourish the soul cannot make up for it for a while, so even though Lin Yu's soul has been nourished for a long time, it is still in a state of instability.

Yan Bo spent a lot of effort on this.

"Is Master's soul still unstable?" On the top of the mountain, Fuxuan stood in front of the magic circle, his slightly frowning brows were full of seriousness.

"Little Yi's soul lacks too much aura. Although these spirits that warm and nourish the soul have enough aura, it is difficult to make up for the aura that has been dispersed by Xiao Yan's soul in a short period of time."

"It's been more than half a month since the self-reliant soul returned to its place. If Xiaoyu's soul is not stable anymore, I'm afraid it will be troublesome." Yan Bo said with a calm expression.

In the past few days, Yan Bo has thought of many ways, but the part of Lin Yi's soul that lacks aura is too much, even if he tries his best to find some rare spiritual objects with extremely rich aura, it will be of no use.

Fu Xuan looked at the Longevity Lock in the magic circle, compared to the previous few days, the soul power lingering around the Longevity Lock is still faintly dimmed.

The look in his eyes was unclear, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

Yan Bo glanced at him, paused, and said again: "By the way, when Gu Changfeng rebelled, when Xiao Yan brought you back from the demon world, he also brought back the primordial spirit of your subordinate Tang Xun. He has been raised by the Chongshan School for more than ten years, and his primordial spirit should be awakening soon, so you can take him back."

Fu Xuan nodded: "I'll ask Song Zhenlai to bring him back to the Demon Realm in a while."

"For so many years, Lao Zhongshan faction has been bothered."

Yan Bo's attitude was still very indifferent, and he only let out a "huh" when he heard the words.

"Uncle, if the supply of spiritual energy of the spiritual objects is insufficient, how about the spiritual energy of the person?" Fu Xuan asked suddenly after being silent for a moment.

"What?" Yan Bo was taken aback by Fu Xuan's sudden question.

"If the spiritual things can't replenish the aura of Master's soul, then I will use myself to replenish it."

"What do you think?" Yan Bo frowned.

"Why don't I bother Uncle Yan, I can make up for Master's spiritual energy." Fu Xuan raised his eyes to look at Yan Bo, and Yan Bo couldn't see through his thoughts because of the heavy concealment in his eyes.

The wind blows and the clouds cover the sun, and the warming sky cast by the window disappears on the corner of his black robe in just a moment.

Yan Bo never imagined how Fuxuan would replenish the aura of Lin Yu's soul, let alone that when he came to see the condition of Lin Yu's longevity lock the next day, Lin Yu's longevity lock was no longer there.

Yan Bo looked at the empty magic circle in front of him, and after a while, he reacted furiously when he got the news that Fuxuan was gone, and the small thatched hut at the foot of the mountain had been bulldozed.

Fuxuan stole Lin Yu's longevity lock.