Daoist Master of Qing Xuan Chapter 2: Life is just like first seeing

　　 Of course, what Shen Lian is more troublesome at the moment is not to discuss this issue, but that he can feel the suction of the shaking white flag.

　　 Flesh~The connection between body and spirit is getting weaker and weaker. Shen Lian can't help but feel his flaws in this respect. Flesh~body does not fit with spirit, which makes him easy to get out of his body and become a master of the sword. This kind of Taoist magical powers also brought him great flaws.

　　If his soul and soul are mixed and become one, it will not be so easy, the soul is pulled out of the flesh~body.

　　 At this moment, the sandalwood sword on his waist gleamed slightly, creating a suction force to help Shen Lian counteract the pulling force of the soul-seeking white flag on his soul.

　　 At the beginning, Mr. Su said that he accidentally understood the way of refining tools, and Shen Lian remembered it in his heart.

The 　　 sandalwood sword actually became a magical tool unique to Shen Lian during that time. In fact, if it has any special power, it doesn't.

　　 It’s just that the sandalwood sword is like Shen Lian’s flesh and blood, it can carry Shen Lian’s soul, and the relationship between the two is even closer than Shen Lian’s and his own body.

　　Because the sandalwood sword itself is like a piece of white paper, when Shen Lian cultivated the ‘sword qi of existence and non-community’, he was deeply imprinted by Shen Lian and became a part of Shen Lian.

　　 The small boat descended downstream, getting closer and closer, and the suction of the white flag gradually increased as the distance approached.

　　 The sandalwood sword trembles slightly between Shen Lianrou's waist, and it will fly away with Shen Lian's shell for several times.

　　 The man in white who sang the tragic song of the dead didn't seem to notice Shen Lian. Shaking the white flag was also a habitual behavior. The soul fire of the rest of the creatures stole one by one into the weird white flag.

　　 got close, and Shen Lian realized why this lone boat was white because it was a paper boat.

　　 In the pale moonlight, under a solitary lamp, the man in white actually has no nose, ears, eyes, and no feet.

　　 The distance between Shen Lian and the white-clothed man is almost the closest. If you pass this period, then the white-clothed person will go down the river and drift away. However, he may be like other sparks and spirits, throwing in Among the white banners.

　　The misty and dumb tragic song was sung in a language that was so deep and unintelligible.

　　Shen Lian wanted to visualize the innate **** for several times, and get over the difficulties.

　　 was interrupted by this song.

　　 Baifan's suction is getting stronger and stronger, and Shen Lian can hardly bear it.

　　 He tried his last bit to draw the attention of the sandalwood sword.

　　 The sandalwood sword floats into the air, carrying Shen Lian's soul in it.

　　 flew towards the white banner at the same time, but along the way, a mysterious trajectory was drawn, and it was secretly connected with the ‘sword qi of existence and non-community’.

　　Shen Lian is to use his soul as the sword aura to make the last fight.

　　, only a person like him who has not undergone orthodox practice can be so bold, turning his soul into a sword, and in the form of'the existence and non-community of the sword qi', hoping to avoid this weird white banner by disappearing that distance .

　　 He doesn’t know what will happen after doing this, because he doesn’t know where and what will happen when the ‘sword qi' disappears.

　　 It is unknown whether it can even disappear halfway by using the ‘sword qi' of ‘the existence of phase-incoming sword qi’, without the sword qi that has undergone the transformation of the inner qi through the meridians, and the divine soul as the sword.

　　 suddenly rang a bell, which made Shen Lian feel familiar.

　　 is the wonderful sound of the bell on the purple woman in Luo Yi during the day.

　　 The water stopped, the space stagnated, and Shen Lian almost forgot about himself.

　　 Waiting for him to come back to his senses, it is the moon and the white wind, where are paper boats, lone lanterns, white flags, and mysterious people in white.

　　 Only the sandalwood sword was stained with water and fell in front of him.

　　 He went to take the sandalwood sword cautiously. It touched the water stain on it, and a little green smoke appeared from his hand. He felt a sharp pain.

　　 That is the pain that originated from the soul. Just now, his soul was melted a little by the water mark above, and it caused him such severe pain.

　　 He has never tried to touch the water of this river. He didn't expect it to be so terrible and able to dissolve the soul.

　　 It wasn't until the wind dried the water mark that Shen Lian carefully tried to touch the sandalwood sword, and nothing happened before, so he was a little settled.

　　 only when I started it, the sandalwood sword was sinking a lot, and the color was quite dark.

　　 The only difference between the two is the same as in the past.

After 　　 started, the feeling of flesh and blood is still clear.

　　 After this incident, Shen Lian did not continue walking by the river, but accelerated away from the river.

　　 He has always acted carefully. When he discovered that the river was different before, he shouldn’t be curious to continue walking along the riverside and meditate on the edge at night.

　　 But he ignored these. Thinking about it now, it seems that the river has a kind of magic power that makes him subconsciously ignore the danger.

　　 After leaving the river, he hurried to the south, and before sunset the next day, he saw a steep cliff.

　　The cliff wall is like a knife cut with an axe, and there are many sword marks, if the gods of the sky pass.

　　This kind of shock, if not personally experienced, it is impossible to speak.

　　 I don't know if it is human, immortal, or the precipitous cliff wall of the mighty nature. On the top of the cliff, there is nothing but a human figure standing alone.

　　Purple Luo Yi, wrapped around her body, the breeze blows her clothes~IndoMTL.com~Long hair flutters, and a strand is on her perfectly curved lips.

　　 Shen Lian thought in her heart: whether she is a ghost or a fairy, or a demon incarnation of a human being.

　　 He could feel the woman looking at him, but did not speak.

　　 Of course, across the height of a cliff, I can send the sound down through the mountain breeze, and I don’t know what terrifying ability is needed.

　　Shen Lianwugong is in the mortal world, which is already regarded as a state of transformation, and it is difficult to achieve it.

　　 But in unexpected circumstances, the woman really spoke. He was sure that the woman on the top of the cliff was talking to him.

　　 At this time, even at hundreds of distances, Shen Lian could feel the gaze of the other person looking at him.

　　 He may not forget this moment for a long time. On the top of the cliff under the sunset, a beautiful and refined girl, looking at him with a distant gaze, without any impurities.

　　 Of course, what Shen Lian did not expect was the content of the woman's words.

　　 "Whose child are you from, how did you go to Youhe? Didn't your adults tell you that you can't go there?" Shen Lian is already a weak young man, but is called a child by a woman about his age.

　　 He couldn't think of it anyway, but the woman spoke so naturally.

The 　　 woman gave another'Huh', clearly through the mountain breeze, into Shen Lian's ears, and then she said: "You are not from Nanke Town? How come you have a godsend, oh, it's time to open again. At the mountain gate, the master nephew did not notify me."

　　 From the last sentence, Shen Lian heard a slight anger, and at the same time he confessed to the woman that he was full of thoughts, which proves that she is inseparable from Qing Xuan~ IndoMTL.com~ Welcome to read the latest , The fastest and hottest serial works are all at ~IndoMTL.com~ For mobile phone users, please go to read.