This Evil One Is From the Immortal Realm

Ling Tian was stunned.

cultivation...

Night Xuan had already told him, so he naturally knew what it was and what it represented.

People always want to explore and understand the unknown, and Ling Tian Nature is no exception.

Especially after he often had those dreams, he became more thirsty for things in this area and always felt that there was a void in his heart.

After half a silence, Ling Tian raised the key question: “Didn't you say that this kind of thing requires talent? What if I don't have that gift? ”

He also wanted to cultivate, after all, he didn't know that Night Xuan morning alone thought of those things, and he thought of them long ago.

When he asked, Night Xuan suddenly laughed.

Ling Tianmei, “What are you laughing at? ”

Night Xuan: “Rest assured, no one is more gifted than you. ”

After all, Ling Tian in the last life, but surpassed all, broke through the confinement of the divine realm and became the mighty Immortal realm.

So he definitely has that talent cultivation.

Ling Tian's lips flashed with a deep thought. He suddenly said, “Did we know each other before? ”

Those occasional dreams, and the occasional message of the Night Xuan dynasty speaking, he felt connected.

Night Xuan suddenly stumbled and the excitement appeared. He sat up from the bed and pressed his hands against Ling Tian's shoulder. "Do you remember anything? ”

How else would Ling Tian ask him that?

“What should I remember?” Ling Tian asked back.

There was some doubt, but the night was so excited that it was really possible for them to get to know each other.

“I always have strange dreams of myself in a world different from the modern one, where I am strong and many people fear me. ”

Night Xuan was even more excited when he heard this. He immediately asked: “Anything else? Anything else?”

He just missed the words "I," and ”I,” on his face.

Ling Tian did not hang his appetite, continued: “I also dreamed of a man, a man. ”

Night Xuan was so excited, he stared at Ling Tian, and his eyes filled with anticipation at this moment.

But halfway through the night, she stopped talking. Night Xuan stayed in the morning. “No? ”

Ling Tian: “None. ”

“ …… ”

“Do you know anything?” Night's Evening is also watched at dawn.

In fact, without asking, he can also see that Night Xuan definitely knows why.

Night Xuan suddenly hugged Ling Tian, his voice trembled a little: “What if I told you those weren't dreams? ”

He knew that he had made no mistake.

“Is that true?” Ling Tian's remarkably calm tone seems to have easily accepted this fact.

Night Xuan nodded: “Hmm. ”

“Then...” Ling Tian just wanted to ask, "Don't ask me, I want you to think of yourself and think of everything we had. ”

Though Night Xuan's voice is light, Ling Tian can hear his tone of stubbornness.

“Okay.” Ling Tian didn't ask for it.

The two of them held each other for a while, and Night Xuan's face regained its old grin, "Come on, I'll teach you practice. ”

Midnight took off his shoes and sat on the bed in the way Night Xuan said, adjusting his breathing to the most smooth state.

“Close your eyes and touch the surrounding air with your senses. ”

Kneeling beside Ling Tian, Night Xuan told Ling Tian step by step.

After a while, Ling Tian slowly opened his eyes.