Soul bound

"Are you awake?" Shen Chuan rolled his eyelids, and turned his head to meet the eyes of the person on the couch.

He just woke up, his eyes were covered with a layer of mist at first, and then quickly focused after a brief absence.

Those eyes stared straight at him, like a deep lake inside, without waves or ripples, without sadness or joy—these are not the eyes that should belong to Cen Ming.

"Lv Jiuyuan..." He stopped his voice suddenly and pursed his lips.

Shen Chuan confirmed that the person in front of him was not Cen Ming.

"Where did he go?" he asked.

Lu Chilin didn't answer, but looked at him leisurely.

After a while, he opened his mouth: "Where did he go?"

Shen Chuan raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Of course it's in this seat."

Only then did Lu Chilin cooperate and said, "I don't know where he went."

Shen Chuan scanned his expression, as if he wanted to find a trace of lying.In vain, he raised his hand, and an iron chain sprang out from the side of the bed, like a black snake, gradually reached Lu Chilin's side, and clasped his right foot.

"You..." Lu Chilin struggled a bit, raised his head to look at Shen Chuan, frowned and said, "You don't have to lock me, he's here with you, so naturally I won't leave."

Shen Chuan sneered: "You are indeed different from Cen Ming. But how do I know that it wasn't the two of you who lied to me together?"

Lu Chilin lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, but didn't answer.

Shen Chuan didn't want to spend too much time here, so he got up and waved his sleeves to leave.

After Shen Chuan noticed that Shen Chuan was gone, Lu Chilin leaned against the couch and closed his eyes tiredly.

He entered his own spiritual sea.

Perhaps because his body is a sword and made of cold iron, his spiritual sea is different from others.It seems to have walked into an ice field, the ground is paved with snow that never melts all year round, and the sea and sky meet in the distance, and it is also a vast expanse of whiteness.

He looked around, and there were waves of waves in the sea, and a figure gathered in the water.

"What about now?" Lu Chilin asked.

Cen Ming came from the water, with a gentle expression on his face: "When he trusts you, it's time to strike."

Lu Chilin: "The demon lord is uncertain, I trust...are you kidding me?"

Cen Ming: "He will let his guard down soon, and he is not teaching you to kill him."

He sat down in the snow and mobilized his spiritual power.Although it was just a wisp of remnant soul, it really looked like this.

"And then?" Lu Chilin asked.

Cen Ming raised his eyelids and looked at the distant sky: "Take him to Luoxia Mountain, where my body is."

"Okay." Lu Chilin also sat down cross-legged, "Can I see him?"

"May be."

Lu Chilin was not satisfied with this answer, and there was a shallow "chuan" between his brows.

When the lumen lamp broke earlier, he and Cen Ming agreed on the final solution.Cen Ming took his body and defeated Shen Chuan, and was successfully brought back to the underground palace by him.Then he stayed behind because of Lu Jiuyuan, and then taught Shen Chuan's soul to fall into a different place when he was not prepared.Although Cen Ming did not explain the consequences of this method to him, Lu Chilin could almost foresee his own results.Cen Ming's remnant soul has long been integrated with him, and there will never be a way to have both.

But he just wanted to see Lu Jiuyuan one more time, and tell his whole heart.

Maybe,

Maybe they won't see him at all, maybe he... Lu Chilin thought, if this time he has to follow Cen Ming's righteousness and go to the mountains and rivers with that devil, wonder if Lu Jiuyuan will feel uncomfortable after knowing the truth.

Probably not.

He had already died once in front of Lu Jiuyuan.

No big deal either.

"Your mood has changed." Cen Ming reminded, "Don't be afraid, I..."

What about me, he, Cen Ming, has only a wisp of soul left, what else can he promise others.He is no longer the elder Cen Ming whom everyone admired.

The two of them had their own thoughts and sat quietly in the spiritual sea for five days.

Beyond the spiritual sea, thousands of monsters burst out of the valley, and all the demons came to court.

All sects sent their disciples out to resist, and the west line was almost empty.The monstrous blood energy seemed to be dyeing the sky red, and the devilish energy could not go away.

Today's disciples have never seen such a scene. At the beginning, they all panicked, stumbling and using the magic weapon, and almost died in the hands of the monster.

Later, the heads of the various sects came out to suppress the formation, and the situation finally improved.

Jiang Yu has become famous since that night in Linxuetang.No one knows that the sword energy is like a rainbow, and the sword intent is like a mountain. It is invincible and invincible.

Shu Zhuo picked up the sword again, although it was not as powerful as before, but he still took the step that he cared about.

Lou Yunshen led the disciples of Linxuetang to set up formations in the border city, and each large formation blocked the gate of the city, as if they had built one after another impregnable iron walls and copper walls.The sword light illuminated the night sky, and the sword light broke through the east wind.

Among the monsters that came out of the Valley of Myriad Demons, there were quite a few demon cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, with ruthless attacks and strange movements.It was even about to break through Lou Yunshen's killing formation.

Several elders from Wandering Island also joined the world, and they managed to control the monsters to the west.

Bloody, but that's all.

Yuan Mo led the followers in Wanyuan Castle to join the demon lord, and Lu Cheng and other Lu Jiuyuan's old troops defended firmly.

Sitting by the bonfire in the city, Jiang Jing watched his brother walk over covered in blood, took the initiative to move to the side, and handed him a bowl of porridge.

"Brother, eat something first."

Jiang Yu waved his hand and sat down straight holding the sword.

Next to them was a group of monks from the Changshan sect, all staring at the dancing sparks with a listless expression, not knowing what they were thinking.

Jiang Jing said: "When is this a head?"

Jiang Yu said coolly, "When the demon lord died."

But they all knew that no one could do anything about Shen Chuan.

Yang Jun picked the fire.She and Shu Zhuo happened to come to this town when they were traveling west, and they met Jiang Yu and they formed a partnership together.

"A few days ago, I heard people say that Lord Lubao has returned, why was he taken over by that devil again?" she asked.

Jiang Yu shook his head.Since Lin Xuetang that day, he has carefully thought about what he experienced in the illusion, and he has no other thoughts except that Shen Chuan deliberately let Lu Jiuyuan take away his body.

"The monsters here have declined, and it won't be long before they can rest for a while," Shu Zhuo said.

Yang Jun leaned on his shoulder and looked up at the night sky covered by dark clouds.

The summer night wind blew past them, but what it brought was not the singing of cicadas, but the silence and coldness.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed on the distant horizon, and the fierce devil energy rushed towards the sky.The crowd suddenly became restless, the monks looked at each other, and the humming conversation occupied a large area.

The monks of Linxue Hall ran away from them, Jiang Jing stretched out his hand with lightning speed, and stopped a disciple.

"what happened?"

The disciple said in a panic: "The hall master's injury has not healed, so he couldn't hold it up just now..."

Before he finished speaking, he staggered away.