Heroic Death System

Once again, the soul is out of its grasp, indicating that he is not dead, and that there is a chance of resurrection.

Yan's condition is bad, his eyes are congested, his body is seriously injured, and the energy in his body is extremely disturbed. If he is not well healed, his roots will probably collapse. He walked aimlessly with the body of the mushroom, which had become a flower pod, until he exhausted himself and fell by a stream.

Shannon, who became a spiritual body, followed him around a few times, entering the mushroom and discovering that he was free to convert. The demons in the mushrooms have been crushed and cannot be shaped for a short time. Had it not been for the golden seeds that Cactus Luo had given him, he would have been sent back to system space at the moment the demon was crushed.

It is sudden to realize that there are different opportunities in each world and that there is no need to rely solely on the rewards offered by the system. Advantageous guidance, grasping the edge, and looking for help can all increase the completion rate of tasks.

Yan's trauma appears to be severe, but not intractable, and what is truly terrifying is the interior of a thoracic pore.

Yan, Yan, wake up.] Attempts to awaken him have not yet worked.

He tried to move his body again, but only allowed him to float for a few centimeters, which lasted three or four seconds before becoming powerless. It is known that spirits can also be cultivated, but baseless spirits like him obviously have little egg use.

Nevertheless, it was possible to stop walking and move the yam to a place where it could be temporarily sheltered.

The spiritual state does not drive the storage ring in the mushroom, so you have to go out and find the medicine. He carefully chooses to travel late at night to avoid encountering the cultivators. Spirits, especially plant based spirits, are a "big complement”. Even the orthodox practitioner can hardly guarantee that he will not distort his mind.

Three days later, Yan wakes up from a coma and finds that his injuries have recovered a lot, and the energy of the riots in his body has eased slightly.

Mushroom!

Yan sat up violently, a bunch of little things immediately rolled down from him, he subconsciously reached out and caught it, looking down, it was the little mushroom that turned into a flower bone.

Yan's tight facial muscles slowly relaxed, and the rest glimpsed him with several herbs, one of which was also stained with dew water, apparently just recently removed.

Who saved him?

Yan's eyes flashed a little confusion and alertness, carefully probing these herbs, they are indeed all psychotropic drugs. Strange, if it's deliberate to deliver medicine, why not just quench it into dan? Once the powder has been taken, it should be prepared in a timely manner without proper storage methods, lest its spirituality and medicinal properties be wasted.

Yan has not been involved in this issue for too long and intends to wait until he sees the person delivering the medicine. He carefully put the little mushroom in his arms, then picked up a herb and started healing himself.

However, due to major energy damage, only less than half the drug was absorbed and passed out again.

When he woke up again, he was surrounded by several more herbs, although there were still no traces of the deliverer.

Yan always felt familiar with the situation and seemed to have experienced it in general. He took out the little mushroom in his arms and mumbled, “Is that you? Little mushroom. ”

However, his little mushroom did not respond.

Over the next few months, new herbs will occasionally appear around the yam. Despite the fact that he wasted a lot due to lack of genuine elements, the person who delivered the medicine would always only send him fresh herbs.

Day after day, never stopped.

“Little mushroom, I know it's you.” Yan slaughter with flower bones, eyes sweeping around, "where are you? I want to see you. ”

He did not find a spirit standing in a corner more than five meters away from him, yet he could not see.

Sankoh's spirit is too weak to capture his aura. Yan, as his dual cultivator, could have sensed his presence, but because of the shattering of Sangquo's demon, everything was emptied and restored.

The two men were so close to each other and so far apart for several years until the wounds of the yam were basically healed.

Looking at the sudden appearance of mushroom soup, Yan has grown accustomed. Though he couldn't see the little mushroom, he knew he was always there for him.

But he still wants to see him, he wants to hug him, and, like before, he walks all over the mountains and sees all the reds and dust.

As Yan drinks soup, he thinks about how to help the little mushroom to cultivate and reshape.

He had tried to put his true elements into flower bones, and as a result he had been strongly rejected. The little mushroom is obviously the body of the devil, but the flower bone contains the spirit spirit Qi. Originally in the mysterious realm of the sky, the old road in the painting gave a golden seed to the little mushroom, presumably this golden seed with Immortal Spirit Qi, preserving the spirit of the little mushroom. Meanwhile, under its nurturing, the tiny mushroom that the demon broke is likely to turn into the body of the Immortal Spirit in the future, which is probably why he will reject himself.

To think of it, Yan Killing has for the first time given rise to the idea of rehabilitating the scattered power. In the past, the little mushroom had always wanted him to choose the correction, only because he wanted to double fix it with him, so he didn't like it.

Now that the little mushroom has been given a chance to rebuild, why don't you do it with him?

The idea was determined that Yan had little hesitation, and even when the true elements were in operation, they destroyed the repair he had just recovered.

“Ah…” Yan's slaughter caused a painful long whistle, Zhenyuan stormed hard, his clothes smashed, his muscle size collapsed and his blood drained.

He could not give up his cultivation until he became a spiritual body, but he abandoned himself without any sign. It is also estimated that only Yan can do this decisively and at will.

After the power dissipated, Yan suddenly became much older, a dark hair turned into silver silk, muscles shrunk rapidly, skin dried and wrinkled, as if walking would be wood.

This is the only way to really understand the consequences of dissipation. In order to accomplish his task, he has been persuading Yan to enter the path, taking it for his own good, but wondering how much courage and perseverance it would take to rehabilitate his work.

You can walk to the weak yam, open your arms and gently wrap around his shoulder. Though he knows he can't see, he still wants to give him a piece of support.

[Yan, I will stay with you for the rest of my life, unless I die.

The yan slaughter opened tired eyes and flashed with a slightly raised corner of the mouth. Then, close your eyes and go to sleep.

Destiny is sometimes so wonderful that it can be demonized by Yan, as evidenced by Yan...

A hundred years later, in a bustling market, an old man in a ragged shirt walked through the crowd with crutches. In the past, people turned away and looked at him with disdain and disgust.

The old man cared nothing and still walked not tightly or slowly. The man seemed old and flustered, but with a little caution, he would find his pace steady, his eyes sharp, and his body had an indescribable rhyme.

This man was practicing centuries-old yam in closed confinement. He is now rehabilitated to reach the Golden Dan period, just one step away from Yuan Baby. The customs clearance is due to the imminent opening of a hybrid realm that has emerged only once in a millennium.

Once the battlefield of the ancient gods, the Mixed Elementary Realm was buried with many powerful fairy artefacts. If organic, it not only improves strength, but also acquires the ancient legacy of special artefacts and divine power.

However, the hybrid realm is opened at different locations, and the tunnels are kept for only one day. In three months' time, the Mixed Realm will expel all foreigners, both living and dead.

Yan entered the realm of the hybrid, not for any artifact or work, but for the purpose of finding divine trees to help small mushrooms practice.

Little mushrooms are fed under his real yuan, and they haven't changed much. The first is because he is too weak at the moment, and the second is because he lacks spiritual nourishment.

A hundred years of boring waiting, Yan felt very empty and lonely. Although he can now occasionally see the spirit of the little mushroom vaguely, he can't touch it, can't smell it, it's really depressing.

So Yan intends to take a chance and take chances in the Mixed Metal Realm.

His decision was in good conscience. As the “protagonist” of the world, Yan is born with the "protagonist halo”, which can be gained in adversity even if his strength is weaker.

As can be expected, Yan successfully entered the realm of hybrid elements. Under the eyes of a group of master repairers, the treasure hunt leaked and became an honorable and fortunate “waste-picker”.

Only two days before the closure of the Mixed Realm, Yan met a woman and accidentally saved her life.

Yan rarely saves lives and has never changed his style of action, even now. It's just that he's low profile and spends most of his time cultivating and feeding small mushrooms, so he hasn't had any acquaintances or relationships in the last 100 years.

Even Jean-Claude was somewhat surprised when he took the initiative to save lives.

Later, it was learned that the woman was known as the "# 1 beauty in the cultivation world” wind bell, cultivated to have reached the deification stage. In the hybrid realm, they were reckoned with, forced into the forbidden land, almost killed. Yan Jiao just passed by, handed her a psychotropic and took her away from the forbidden land.

Jean-Claude carefully weighed the number one beauty, the appearance is really nothing in the world, Yan this abstinence for hundreds of years won't see her, right? Hmm, even if it looks useless, it's impossible for a beautiful woman to like someone with an old dragon bell.

“Thank you, Taoist.” The wind dropped its tongue of gratitude, but with a little disdain and arrogance in its eyes.

Yan hasn't reacted much yet, but he's not happy yet. Yan's current cultivation is really not high, but if you're not grateful to your savior, then forget it. How dare you “shame”?

Don't be a jerk! If you have the ability to spit out the psychotropic agent that Yan gave her, and then lie back forbidden - spit blood on the ground.

At this time, the same door of the wind set a bell and received a message from her calling for help. When she saw Yan, even as the perpetrator, she started directly.

This is really a day for dogs.

What's more, Yan was besieged for half a day before the wind set the bell to clarify: “This Daoist is not an evil man, everyone stop and don't hurt innocent people. ”

That outrageous temperament fascinated a group of ignorant men.

Sang Ke Rage: Why did you go long ago!

Then, a group of people apologized to Yan without hesitation, and then clustered the wind down and left.

Leaving like this?

Yan has saved her life! At least give a letter or promise to repay later, even if it's just a lie, it's better than walking away!

Obviously, they didn't see the slaughter at all.

If he hadn't appeared across the sky and changed the fate of Yan, he would have been a powerful generation of demons at this moment, and no one in the cultivation world would have dared to rival him. Today, Yan has saved the lives of others, not only without due respect, but also with such cold treatment. The difference between the two situations makes it difficult not to be distressed to know the truth.

Yan himself doesn't care, he doesn't want to waste too much energy on people who don't matter. But if he really touches his bottom line, even if the jade burns, he won't let go.

So why did you save her before?] It is still available to communicate with God. After more than a hundred years of nourishment, his spirit has concentrated enough to “socialize” with him.

Yan silenced for a moment, spewing two words: “Too idle. ”

Yet: …

In fact, it was because the woman had a pair of phoenix eyes that resembled a little mushroom. But when he's done, he's not interested. The little mushroom's eyes were gorgeous and ever-changing, and the woman didn't even have any rhyme with him.

“The other day when I passed Sumigami Peak, I found a pool of fresh spring at the top of the peak. Let's take a bath.” Yan suddenly proposed.

Naturally, there is no objection.

So Yan took his little mushroom and flew straight to the Peak of Residence.