The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

The vermilion body, reflected in the candlelight, is obviously ordinary, but it captures Zhou Yan's soul instantly.

He stared blankly at the object, with mottled memories, fleeting images, thousands of flashes, familiar, strange, clear, all kinds of emotions blended into one body, and it seemed that it was not his own body and soul, just like the first time he saw it. Moan.

"Junior Brother Zhou? Junior Brother? Zhou Yan?"

Mu Qi shouted, seeing him in a daze for a long time, reached out and flicked his forehead lightly.

"What were you thinking just now?"

The pain in his forehead brought Zhou Yan back to his sanity, and he hurriedly apologized, "I lost my mind, I'm sorry, brother, where did you talk?"

"Not concentrating enough is a taboo in practice."

Mu Qi shook his head, but he didn't blame this thirteen-year-old junior.

"follow me."

Zhou Yan looked around in a daze, "Where are you going?"

Mu Qi suddenly pinched his hand and pulled him to his side, the left and right candles were all extinguished, the futon stopped in place, and the two people above were nowhere to be seen.

Feeling dizzy and suffocating for a while, Zhou Yan almost vomited out, and when he reached his destination, he knelt on the ground and gasped for air.

At some point, Mu Qi took out the wheelchair from the storage bag he carried with him, sat on it, and looked at him helplessly.

"Where is this place... Next time Shunpo will discuss it in advance..."

"Junior brother, you need to exercise your body."

Zhou Yan got up, patted his clothes, and said in disbelief, "I'm at home, but I climb the tree every day, and my mother can't hold it down!"

"Skin and strength are not the same thing." Mu Qi caressed his brows lightly, the feeling of warmth from his junior brother in his arms was still there, he was born with a cold body, so the feeling was deeper.He inexplicably thought of the cold weather when he was a child, hugging with his younger brother to keep warm, if it was Zhou Yan who hugged him, wouldn't it be warmer?

Mu You had been out for a long time this time, and he was not used to the sudden absence of someone by his side.

"Then I'll listen to senior brother!" Zhou Yan supported his wheelchair and replied with a smile, thinking in his heart whether he should take a horseback ride or run around the mountain in the future, don't hit wooden stakes, his arms and legs will always hurt after hitting endless.

Mu Qi could only feel helpless again, this little junior brother, every time he finished speaking, he always changed quickly, making him irreproachable, saying yes and no, saying no and no, neither worrying nor bothering.

"Where we are now is the treasure land where the generations of Tongxuanfeng disciples of the Xuanji Sect have forged magical weapons. Because it was built deep underground, it is called the Xuanji Underground Palace. We..."

Before Mu Qi finished speaking, Zhou Yan had already run to the edge of Jiebing Pool, half-knelt down, and observed the translucent liquid inside.

"Remember, the solution here cannot be touched."

Hearing this, Zhou Yan had no choice but to take back the hand that was protruding.

Based on his cultivation in the middle stage of entraining qi, he could feel that the aura here is quite abundant, especially in the center of the Jiebing pool. He even suspected that the liquid in the pool was also a special form of aura.

The underground palace has no cover, and there are spirit wood planks on the lower floor, surrounded by sitting statues of gods and beasts. In the center is the Jiebing Pool, which is fixed by twelve black iron chains at the corners. The translucent liquid in the pool flows like a living thing.

In addition, there are a total of 26 blast furnaces, which are arranged in the underground palace in the shape of a formation. The two groups of two are called mother furnaces.

Zhou Yan looked at the stoves that were as tall as a dozen people, and couldn't help feeling a little worried, "Brother, with your current spiritual power, is it really okay to activate these stoves?"

"Do the best you can."

Mu Qi thought his worry was ridiculous, so he didn't point it out, and replied with a serious face.In fact, he seldom did anything he wasn't sure of himself.

However, agreeing to Pei Lianyi this time was an accident from beginning to end.

Thinking of the woman in the incense stick, Mu Qi told Zhou Yan:

"Junior brother, in case I make a mistake in refining the weapon and these furnaces collapse, this place is extremely dangerous. Go around and use those spirit vines to weave a rattan basket, and then use the rattan basket to carry me back to the ground."

"what?"

Still not sure?

Zhou Yan stared at him with an inquiring expression. Seeing that he was not smiling, he ran to pick the spirit vine in doubt.

These blue-black spirit vines attached to the stone wall seemed to have grown into spirits. When they saw Zhou Yan approaching, they scrambled away. They were clearly in front of them, but they couldn't grasp them at all.

The spirit vines went up and down, like a big net, covering the entire stone wall.

Zhou Yan couldn't reach them, so in a moment of impatience, he threw himself on the stone wall and grabbed it with his hands. Seeing this, the spirit vines crawled directly from under him to his feet, tied his ankles in twos, turned him upside down and hung him on the stone wall.The thickest stick sticks out his head, observes for a while, and playfully wraps around his twisting waist. Now, Zhou Yan can't move at all.

"open······"

Before he finished speaking, the leaves of the spirit vines rushed into his mouth, making his tongue numb, but there was nothing he could do with the spirit vines.

these guys...

Labor and management have committed crimes against you?

In front of the solution pool.

Mu Qi carefully opened the seal in the Chang Nian Incense Tube, releasing the female ghost Ripple.

"Next, I will put you and this incense tube into the Jiebing Pool. If you have the slightest regret, I will immediately let you go to the underworld."

Lianyi thanked again, "Thank you." She looked at Zhou Yan hanging on the upside-down stone wall in the distance, smiled slightly, turned around and walked slowly into the Jiebing Pool, her soul and body melted silently from bottom to top.

In an instant, Mu Qi recalled all the past with her, all the interactions he and Lu Yingchao had with her, whether it was the pity when they met for the first time, or the resentment and relief after being betrayed, they all disappeared with the smoke in the pool. empty.He didn't know whether the heaviness in his heart had eased or increased, but looking at Lianyi's back, he suddenly felt a lot of thoughts.

Going to the underworld right now, I'm afraid it's not as good as the weak woman in front of me.

"Life is lonely, the road to immortality is long, every step is difficult and every step is dangerous, how do you see it? How do you see it?"

In the quiet Jiebingchi, Mu Qi closed his eyes, and faintly rippling voices came from his ears, indeed, how many people could see the flying sword with a sword...

Outside the underground palace, Zhou Yan was still fighting those spirit vines.

The scene of Patriarch Yan manipulating the natal sword kept flashing in his mind. The headless long-tailed birds, the warm power in their bodies flowed through their limbs, their cheeks were flushed, and fingertips gradually gathered a fingernail-sized ball of light .

"Shhhhhhh..."

The spirit vine was frightened, and retreated from him one after another, retreating to the side and curling up.

"thump!"

Suddenly losing his restraint, Zhou Yan fell straight down and fell beside a big rock, hit his head and fell unconscious.

Just now, the spiritual power in his body was gradually withdrawn, and a sense of coldness arose.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yan was awakened by severe hunger.

He hurriedly found a Bigu pill from the storage bag at his waist, stuffed it into his mouth, and then raised his spirits to look around.

The spirit vines on the wall were extremely quiet, if they didn't remember their atrocities, they would have been ignored at a glance.

These are all secondary, Zhou Yan didn't know how long he had been unconscious, so he hurried to the direction of the underground palace.

He only heard a roar in his ears, he was startled, and stopped, a frost-white figure flew past his eyes, and hit the long pillar in the center of the underground palace.

"Muqi!"

The stove was overturned, and the spirit sword was born.

Mu Qi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, supported the long pillar, and tried to stand up, "Plop!", and fell down again, he could only grit his teeth and look at the spirit sword in front of him without flinching.

He didn't expect that this spirit sword, which combined soul and magic weapon, would be so unruly, and its power was beyond his estimation. If this continues, the entire underground palace might be destroyed by it.

No, I have to find a way to temporarily block the action of the sword.

At least wait until the head master arrives...

"Senior brother Muqi, are you alright?"

Zhou Yan arrived, flew over to hug him, and opened his arms to block the path of the spirit sword.

"Brother, what is this thing? Why is it more fierce than those rotten vines outside?"

Mu Qi was half hanging on Zhou Yan's body, and was about to answer, when he suddenly found that the state of the spirit sword was not right.

The sword, which was originally unruly and unruly, seemed to be restrained by someone, and fell into a deep self-contradiction, moving forward and retreating suddenly.

"Zhou Yan..." Mu Qi's voice was a little weak, "Now, let's refine this sword into a natal sword... Hurry up!"

"Ah? Why? No, how do I practice it?" Zhou Yan was at a loss when he heard this, "I haven't learned how to make a sword yet!"

After the matter is completed, this kid must be thrown into the Golden Pavilion for a few years!

While thinking about it, Mu Qi injected all the remaining spiritual power into Zhou Yan's body. When inputting it, he found that this kid had unknowingly passed the stage of solidifying Qi and breaking through the stage of transforming Qi...

This is better.

Mu Qi confessed: "The sword is originally yours...you dripped your blood on it...you are concentrating on it and using all your strength to tame it..."

The new sword is extremely powerful, it will never submit obediently, it is driven by others, Zhou Yan...

Mu Qi worriedly looked at the boy who was guarding in front of him.

"Essence and blood, is this enough?" The young man opened his mouth without hesitation, bit his arm, and blood gushed out like a spring, spilling on Lingjian.

"Eh..." Just one drop is enough.

Zhou Yan originally thought that he would have to go through a lot of twists and turns to subdue the sword. Unexpectedly, when he stretched out his hand to hold the hilt, the sword fell obediently into his arms. In an instant, a subtle connection was established.

"Brother, how do I take it into my body..."

Everything went so smoothly that Mu Qi was surprised.

"Ahem..." In the future, we must not use normal disciples to infer the younger brother, in all aspects! "Hold it in your hand for now, and I'll cast the scabbard for you later..."

In order to prevent the sword from piercing the human body, Mu Qi stretched out his hand and used his spiritual power to pull a spirit vine from a distance, wrapping it around the new sword.

The originally radiant and extraordinary spirit sword, after being subdued, looks like a kitchen knife in the hands of Yancheng aunts.

There is no bright spot.

"The spirit vine here is also known as Guijianchou. It likes to tease other people. You can use it to trap enemies in the future, so that it is convenient to cast spells."

Perhaps because he knew that he would not be able to escape from the enemy, the ghost plant on the sword stretched his body and lightly touched the corner of Zhou Yan's clothes, expressing his favor and hoping that his master would not wear small shoes for him in the future.

"Zhou Yan, no matter how much this sword can help you in the future, treat it well..." Mu Qi thought of Lianyi and said sincerely.

This little junior brother's celestial predestined relationship is shallow, fortunately he was kind to others in his previous life, in exchange for a good predestined relationship with the spirit sword in this life.Without the influence of Ripple's soul, this sword may not be tamed obediently.

"Okay! Senior brother said, I will definitely listen!" Zhou Yan put away his contemptuous thoughts, promised, and asked again, "What is the name of this sword? The ancestor brother is [Broken Moon], and you are [Xiaoyu], senior brother. Uncle Pei Yuan is [Suicheng]..."

Mu Qi caressed the new sword gently, and the figure of the woman in white floated in front of his eyes, "How about [Bu Feixian]?"

"Senior brother, you know how to name it!" Zhou Yan accepted happily, "I'm going to go through the tribulation and ascend to the ascension in the future. It's very good to be a flying fairy. Senior brother, what do you think of this name?"

Looking at his smiling face, Mu Qi also smiled knowingly, and replied: "It's from an old friend, that's all, as long as you like it."

Life is lonely, the road to immortality is long, every step is difficult and every step is dangerous, how can you see it?How do you see?

Zhou Yan, I hope that you will become immortal every step of the way as Lianyi wished...