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Chapter 388: Are there ghosts in the world?

The twenty-two cyclones were still releasing pink energy, which flowed into Lin Yang's meridians, dissolved into the liquid-like dense purple gas, and continued to swirl and circulate.

Lin Yang's inner breath moves according to the path of Hunyuan Jin. This is a homework that Lin Yang must do every day and never stops. Even when he was in distress at sea, he never stopped for a day. In the past, when running his inner breath, Lin Yang always used

The inner breath is quenching the skeletal muscles of the whole body. This time I thought about it, but I found that the flow of inner breath was twice as fast as before.

Lin Yang was greatly surprised. After feeling it with his heart, he realized that it was the energy from Ding Xian, Werewolf and others absorbed in the previous times that was causing trouble. These energy had already been dissolved into Lin Yang's purple breath, but now it suddenly became active, a little bit...

Not under Lin Yang's control.

Slowly, Lin Yang found that the vitality was slowly drawing out the purple energy, and then slowly gathering towards Lin Yang's upper Dantian, Tanzhong point, more and more. In the end, all the vitality flowed into Lin Yang

On the chest, there merged into a ball of bright white light. This light flashed for a few times, then slowly shrank, and finally seemed to merge into one place.

Lin Yang immediately paid full attention to this ball of light, and his mind went deep into it. He suddenly felt a sense of resentment, and a cold feeling came to his face. Lin Yang was startled, what happened?

After several tests, Lin Yang has determined that this ball of light seems to contain many random thoughts. Could it be the souls of Ding Xian and others? Lin Yang was surprised, there are ghosts in this world?

But when he thought of the purple dragon and the woman's voice he saw that day, as well as his magical ring, and what he had experienced all along, Lin Yang immediately felt relieved.

What about their souls? They were killed by him in the first place, so naturally they would not be afraid now. With a thought in Lin Yang's mind, the red thread gathered in his chest, turning into thousands of filaments and piercing into the ball of light.

The light group immediately trembled, and Lin Yang seemed to hear someone's scream. This red thread was magical. It was always extremely sensitive to anything, whether tangible or intangible, as if it could carry Lin Yang's soul.

.

The light group trembled for a few times before calming down, and those chaotic thoughts never appeared again. The light group also shrank rapidly, and finally shrank into a very small, crystal-clear, jade-like oval object the size of a little finger, with a

The eight holes and nine orifices are all breathing incessantly.

At this moment, the twenty-two cyclones in Lin Yang's mind seemed to be summoned by some kind of power. They descended one after another, slowly falling to the chest and turning into pink air columns, which entered the oval object through eight holes and nine orifices.

Lin Yang was shocked, and a mysterious and mysterious feeling arose spontaneously. It was as if a lonely soul without an owner had suddenly found a home, and at the same time, there was a vague memory of ancient vicissitudes slowly awakening. When he felt it carefully, there was no trace of it.

Gained.

At this moment, the magic ring in his hand suddenly surged with vast power, and all of this power poured into the oval object. In an instant, traces of purple-red breath emerged from each of the eight holes, and these breaths slowly flowed into the meridians of Lin Yang's body.

.And the peripheral purple energy also slowly flows in from the nine orifices, circulating back and forth, flowing endlessly.

At this moment, Lin Yang seemed to have returned to his mother's womb, isolated from the world. He could only sense within a square inch. He seemed to be already within the oval, unaware of the passage of time.

Suddenly, Lin Yang heard a long roar in his ears. Lin Yang was awakened from his trance and found that the ring on his hand was loose. With a gentle pull, the ring fell off his hand. Under the weak light, Lin Yang saw the ring.

The color of the large rice-grain jade inlaid on it has become much darker.

Another long roar came. Lin Yang listened carefully, and it seemed to be the sound of ice. Looking at the time, it was already two o'clock in the morning. Lin Yang quietly left the room, jumped out of the courtyard, and headed towards the sound.

Lightning is approaching.

At the back of Qingliu Mountain, Han Bing was alone under the cold moonlight, like a fairy from the Moon Palace. "Bing Bing." Lin Yang approached with a smile and held her in his arms, "Why did you run out in the middle of the night?"

Han Bing smiled slightly, "I wanted to see you earlier, but there are so many people here, so I can only see you at night." She let Lin Yang hold her, and gently stroked Lin Yang's cheek with her jade hand, "Yang, have you met me again in the past few days?

Danger? I can feel it."

Lin Yang knew that Han Bing's spiritual practice was subtle and quiet, and had magical effects on induction. He kissed her lips and said, "It's okay." He took her hand and chose a boulder to sit down. The cold night was like ice, and the two of them were completely unaware.

Sitting next to each other, they are like a fairy couple descending into the mortal world.

"You have many women, so I can only visit you at night. Don't you bother me?" Han Bing asked quietly.

Lin Yang sighed and hugged the woman in his arms tightly, "You treat me like this, what else can I say? You just need to know that I can't live without you in my heart."

Han Bing curled up in Lin Yang's arms with a calm expression. At this moment, she was like a delicate little wife, and she had long lost her expression of the Ice God. Four lips connected, and a burst of purple air rushed into Lin Yang's lips, entering unceremoniously.

Among Han Bing's meridians, he instantly opened a meridian for her.

Han Bing was startled and turned his face away, "Have you cultivated the relic?" At that moment, Han Bing "saw" a "relic" in Lin Yang's Dantian filled with purple energy and thousands of auspicious energy, and he was greatly shocked.

He exclaimed in surprise.

Lin Yang looked confused, "What relic?" His heart moved, "You mean the thing with holes? I just can't figure out its origin, do you know?"

Han Bing turned to look happy, hugged Lin Yang and kissed him, "Lin Yang, do you know what this is? This is the legendary inner elixir of Taoism and the relics of Buddhism. Throughout the ages, those who can cultivate into this realm

There are only a handful of people. Taoists say it is the golden elixir avenue, which will lead to immortality after it is achieved; Buddhism says it is the perfect cessation of death, and it can lead to enlightenment in advance after enlightenment."

Lin Yang rubbed his nose, "So powerful?" Han Bing smiled and said, "There are relevant records in our Snow Mountain Sect's music books. It is said that in ancient times, several martial arts masters and their disciples reached this level."

Lin Yang thinks that the person you are talking about is probably the Sixth Patriarch of Martial Arts, and he doesn't know which branch of the Snow Mountain Sect is the descendant.

"Your golden elixir has been completed, and you can help me and Master in the future." Han Bing looked happy. Seeing her cute appearance, Lin Yang couldn't help but kiss her red lips again.

As soon as their lips touched, the breath in Lin Yang's body rushed into Han Bing's meridians again, causing the breath in her body to flow. Han Bing was surprised and happy, hugged Lin Yang's tiger body, and used Lin Yang's breath to circulate her inner breath.

"Bing'er, is your master's injury healed?"

"I'm about to recover." She sighed, "Are you trying to trick my master?"

Lin Yang was startled, "Nonsense!" But his heart suddenly thought, have I really thought about it?

Han Bing sighed again, "My master is trapped by love and is a pitiful person. If you can really protect her, I don't have any objection. Besides, you have so many women, it doesn't matter if you have one more. It's just that my master was hurt by someone back then.

It's so awesome, I feel so heartbroken, please don't hurt her even a little bit again."

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