The jade stone is covered with a layer of fairy light, and the spiritual power contained in it cannot even be compared to hundreds of millions of top-quality spiritual stones.
The most important thing is that the spiritual power contained in the two is not the same quality at all.
It's hard to imagine that such a small piece of jade contains such majestic energy.
Ye Xuan called this kind of jade fairy jade, and the power contained in it already exceeded ordinary spiritual stones.
Ye Xuan sat cross-legged in the middle of the world, holding the piece of jade in his right hand, looking at it carefully, and at the same time sensing the changes in the word 'immortal' in his mind.
Whenever Ye Xuan comes into contact with this piece of immortal jade, the word 'immortal' will always emit greater energy, causing Ye Xuan's emperor soul to recover rapidly.
And when Ye Xuan keeps Xianyu away, the word "Xian" will return to normal.
But at the same time, Ye Xuan clearly felt that the word "immortal" was peeling off the silk and cocoon of the immortal jade, absorbing the power of the immortal jade.
Ye Xuan thought for a moment and decided to keep the fairy jade first. This thing is extremely difficult to find, and he doesn't know if he can find a second piece in this world.
In the future, this thing will still be of great use, but it cannot be used for the time being.
Therefore, Ye Xuan left the fairy jade in his own world.
Placed in the Taichu Hongmeng Heaven in the center of the world.
Ye Xuan took one last look and took the initiative to exit his world.
In the small courtyard.
Birds singing and flowers fragrant.
The fresh air brings a sense of calm to this impetuous and chaotic world.
Ye Xuan lay on the rocking chair and fell into a state of sleep.
Only in this state can Ye Xuan perceive the world more clearly.
And the dark side behind this world.
At the same time, Ye Xuan also hopes to see more stories about ‘Youwei’ in Sleeping Spring and Autumn.
I don’t know where the love started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
He will find Youwei's whereabouts, and no matter what responsibilities Youwei had in her previous life, he is Youwei's husband.
This love that started as something other than love eventually became love.
Perhaps beings like Jiuyou Mingfeng have said that beings like them actually want to cut off these things.
But Ye Xuan didn't want to do this.
Since the age of mythology, he has always been in touch with this world. Only with the bond can he have thoughts.
With thoughts, life is interesting.
In addition, Ye Xuan back then was the immortal Ye Emperor and could not die no matter what.
Someone had taken his blood.
Someone dug out his bones.
Someone had crushed his body.
No matter what, he will not die.
He has been living in the years.
Never died.
But the pain suffered was hundreds and thousands of times greater.
This is also the reason why Ye Xuan always regards the monster's body as a cage.
Just think about it.
How painful it is to crush the entire body.
And the pain Ye Xuan endured was still a hundred times, a thousand times, or even ten thousand times.
Sleep in the Spring and Autumn Period, sleep in the Spring and Autumn Period.
The stone root lies high and forgets its years, and the three lights sink and round themselves.
The Qi returns to the Xuanqiao, and the breath is left to its natural state.
• Mo San, Xu An Tian, Maggie's Circles, Waiting for his lead flowers to appear.
? No loss, there is anti -leisure; the true fire, the middle of the transport.
? Line seven returns, not difficult; Refine the nine, sigh.
• Look at the Dragon Tiger Battlefield, secretly reverse the yin and yang.
• I am a hazy man, but I sleep and sleep without sleep.
? OUT.
Developed, true fetal essence.
Wolong ascended to heaven together.
Use the spirit to enter the Qi points and do the sleep technique while sitting or lying down.
Studying Ye Xuan in the depths of the white clouds, the world is vast with a pillow of breeze! Ye Xuan has entered a state of mystery and mystery.
He walked alone in the darkness again.
Like a mottled bronze mirror that ages.
I don't know how long it took.
The arrival of Tang Siyu made Ye Xuan wake up.
It turned out that Tang Siyu had successfully completed a batch of million pills.
Seeing Tang Siyu's tired expression, Ye Xuan rubbed the poor girl's head, comforted her softly, and nourished her with the original Tao power of Taichu Hongmeng.
Tang Siyu showed a silly smile and said that working for the young master would not be tiring at all.
Just like back then.
stupid.
pure.
Ye Xuan had a smile on his face.
These are all his bonds.
It is also proof that he is alive.
Ye Xuan did not let Tang Siyu leave this time, but let him have a good rest in the house while he protected him.
Outside the courtyard, a man as majestic as a bear, the Mountain Bear, squatted there, feeling a little melancholy for no reason.
Why do the people I swore to protect with my life always fight so hard for this guy?
But when it comes to myself, I’m not so... caring?
This patron saint who had lived in the Danxia sect for a long time suddenly felt like drinking.
Didn’t the mortal world say it?
Drink away your sorrows.
Hmm... There seems to be a saying that drinking wine can relieve sorrow and make it worse.
When he thought of this, the man became even more worried.
Sighing outside the hospital.
"Since you have made an oath to protect her, don't think about other messy things and do what you originally wanted to do."
The voice of the young god came to my ears.
The man turned his head and looked.
Ye Xuan stood beside him, holding a heavy snow sword gourd in his hand, looking up and drinking.
The man's face darkened and he turned away.
"There is only one store for this wine in the world, want a sip?"
Ye Xuan said with a smile.
The man hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and took the Snow-raising Sword Gourd.
However, in the long years, he had never drank alcohol, so he did not dare to drink too hard and carefully poured a small sip into his mouth.
"Ugh!"
Just such a small mouthful, but the man's eyes widened and he looked at Ye Xuan in disbelief.
Ye Xuan laughed heartily, took back the Snow-raised Sword Gourd, and said, "This is a good wine from the Suyun Palace of the Supreme Pavilion. It is not so easy to laugh at."
Naturally, the man didn't know what Suyun Palace in the Supreme Pavilion represented, but he could feel the terrifying power in the drink.
His strength, which had not increased for a long time, actually slowly increased after such a small sip of wine! It’s amazing! So the wine tastes so good?
The man had an idea and looked at Ye Xuan.
Ye Xuan hung the snow-raised sword gourd back to his waist and said with a smile: "It's hard for a great sage monk to wake up after drinking this wine for a hundred years. You also need to wait for a year or two."
The man was a little dizzy and thought it made sense, but he just wanted to drink.
But that wine belonged to Ye Xuan, the person he was protecting, and he didn't have the guts to rob it.
Besides, I can't beat this guy.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan knew what the man was thinking, so he motioned the man to take out a void bottle, poured a lot of it for him, and told him how to drink the wine.
The man remained silent, but still silently listened to everything Ye Xuan said.
"Master Ye is a good man."
"Your Majesty chose to protect you forever. Although I don't understand it, I still respect her choice."
After listening to this, the man finally choked out such a sentence.