When Tang Qingying saw this scene, she went crazy.
Brother-in-law, dead?
In order to find her, the brother-in-law was unable to leave. Instead of staying with his sister, he...died in Buzhou Mountain?
"No, no, it won't."
"My brother-in-law won't die, how can he die? He can't die!"
Tang Qingying's dull face was in a trance, and her whole soul was in despair.
The obsession in my heart suddenly stopped at this moment.
Chen Yan even saw that she was angry with death. She didn't want to live anymore.
Damn it.
You have deep feelings, that’s why it’s like this!
"Tang Qingying!" Chen Yan shouted loudly, "Look, your brother-in-law is not dead..."
These words suddenly suppressed Tang Qingying's descent into death. She raised her head, and the desire for survival appeared in her eyes again: "Where, where? Where is my brother-in-law?"
Chen Yan pointed to a place: "There, after the explosion of meteorites subsided, he rushed down the mountain and lost sight."
"Really...really? I didn't see it. Why didn't I see it?"
"You just lost your mind! You don't even think about who your brother-in-law is. The headmaster of Buzhou Mountain, how can he be killed by just a few meteorites? You have too little confidence in your brother-in-law. In such a scene, even I can't help but think about it."
I can hold on."
A smile appeared on Tang Qingying's face again, and she wrinkled her nose at Chen Yan: "Humph, you? Can you block this kind of meteorite from heaven? Just practice for another hundred years! But what you said is that my brother-in-law is the most powerful.
This meteorite will definitely not hurt him."
Hope is back.
I can still wrinkle my nose with the master Chen Yan.
In fact, Chen Yan never saw her brother-in-law coming down the mountain after escaping.
He made it up.
I hope this fabricated lie can support her will.
Chen Yan didn't want the soul power that he had finally separated to disappear just like that.
"Can this go back?" Tang Qingying asked.
"How's that? Do you think it's a movie?"
"What is a movie?"
"You will understand later."
All images then disappear.
Chen Yan and Tang Qingying found themselves back in Zifu.
Everything is just an illusion.
Tang Qingying looked at the erected stone tablet: "Can I see it again?"
Chen Yan said: "It's not under my control, it's the image it released inexplicably."
I remember that he looked down upon the stone before.
Then the stone seemed to have a spirit and was immediately put up.
This stone really has a spirit.
Chen Yan tried to scorn the stone again and said a few words to it. Unexpectedly, it reacted again, and the red mist reappeared. This time, only Chen Yan himself was enveloped.
Tang Qingying was kicked away.
"Hey, what is it this time?"
"It's no longer an image, but...a jerky text."
What is this?
Chen Yan was surprised for a while. That awkward text seemed to be imprinted on Chen Yan's Zi Mansion.
He can't understand.
But he could feel an equally unfamiliar, yet huge power pouring into his body, endlessly.
Wait for him to wake up from this state.
Tang Qingying asked: "How is it, what did you see this time?"
Chen Yan shook his head: "I didn't see anything this time."
"How is that possible?"
"Let's not talk about it for now. I'm about to break through. I can't hold it back this time."
Chen Yan immediately returned his spiritual thoughts to his physical body.
After just a few breaths, the vitality in his body was like a burning boiler. The soul was rapidly condensing. The position of the Dantian and the Buddhist Pure Land were also rhythmic. The elixir was formed in one fell swoop.