Chapter 802
"Do you remember who killed them?" Ling Chuxi didn't want to ask this question at this time, but when he saw Duan Xiaomo's appearance, he felt uncomfortable. If he could not quickly find the real culprit and find a way to clear the evil force, Duan Xiaomo could not completely return to normal.
"Who killed them, who killed them?" Duan Xiaomo frowned and thought bitterly.
"Ah My head hurts, it hurts... " Duan Xiaomo suddenly held his head and let out a hysterical roar.
"Little ink, little ink!" Ling Chuxi quickly held the pulse gate of Duan Xiaomo and wanted to explore it. However, he closed his eyes and passed out like that.
Ling Chuxi was startled and went to Duan Xiaomo's heart.
"He's OK." The voice of Cangyuan rang out in his mind. "His mind was closed for too long, and suddenly opened. He couldn't adapt to it for a moment. Let him sleep."
"But what do I think of him still not normal?" Ling Chuxi asked, thinking of Duan Xiaomo Gang just talking about the calm of his parents' death, his heart was sad.
"The evil power is still in his mind, so his emotion is not complete, and he does not have the seven emotions and six desires like normal people." Cangyuan explained.
"So it is." Ling Chuxi finally put his heart down. From another perspective, incomplete emotions are not all bad things, at least not so early to bear the pain of losing parents.
"Let him have a rest for a while. I have imprinted Tianji mental method in his mind just now. With Tianji loyalty, he can cultivate himself even in his sleep." Cangyuan continued.
"Can you practice in your sleep?" Ling Chuxi said in surprise.
"The innate tianjidan heart is a rare qualification in thousands of years. Cangyuan sword master also practiced for many years to understand the heaven extreme loyalty, but his strength is the best in the world. The future achievements of Duan Xiaomo are certainly not inferior to Cangyuan sword master." Cangyuan said with emotion.
After hearing this, even Ling Chuxi was a little envious of Duan Xiaomo. Although his nine Yin Jue pulse is also powerful, at present, the potential danger and income are not directly proportional to each other. It is more like a time bomb, which can be compared with Tianji Dan Xin, which can be self-cultivation by others when sleeping. Of course, the envy return to envy, Ling Chuxi is still happy for Duan Xiaomo.
"Well, I'm tired too. I need a rest." Cangyuan said.
"You're not going to sleep again, are you?" Ling Chuxi exclaimed. If this sleeping God sleeps for decades again, she can't be sure to get a thousand more inkstones back.
"Don't worry, I've condensed into an entity. I can quickly absorb aura from heaven and earth, just like you practice." Cangyuan's words let Ling Chuxi down.
"By the way, I just felt a breath of the residual meaning of the Cangyuan." Cangyuan said to Ling Chuxi again.
"Really?" Ling Chuxi was pleasantly surprised. What he said about the Cangyuan residual meaning was that Su Yizhi had been looking for Zhenzong's fierce sword for many days.
"I don't feel wrong, but the quality of your sword is still poor. It can accommodate the spirit and soul of the sword. When I refine the sword for you, we will go to collect the residual meaning." Cangyuan said.
"Good! How long will it take? " Ling Chuxi knew that Cangyuan was right. When he bought the Luochen sword, it was just an ordinary weapon shop. The quality of the falling dust sword was only average. Even after being tempered by Tianlei, it could not be compared with those real magic soldiers. It would be difficult to accommodate more Cangyuan's residual meaning without re refining.
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"Who killed them, who killed them?" Duan Xiaomo frowned and thought bitterly.
"Ah My head hurts, it hurts... " Duan Xiaomo suddenly held his head and let out a hysterical roar.
"Little ink, little ink!" Ling Chuxi quickly held the pulse gate of Duan Xiaomo and wanted to explore it. However, he closed his eyes and passed out like that.
Ling Chuxi was startled and went to Duan Xiaomo's heart.
"He's OK." The voice of Cangyuan rang out in his mind. "His mind was closed for too long, and suddenly opened. He couldn't adapt to it for a moment. Let him sleep."
"But what do I think of him still not normal?" Ling Chuxi asked, thinking of Duan Xiaomo Gang just talking about the calm of his parents' death, his heart was sad.
"The evil power is still in his mind, so his emotion is not complete, and he does not have the seven emotions and six desires like normal people." Cangyuan explained.
"So it is." Ling Chuxi finally put his heart down. From another perspective, incomplete emotions are not all bad things, at least not so early to bear the pain of losing parents.
"Let him have a rest for a while. I have imprinted Tianji mental method in his mind just now. With Tianji loyalty, he can cultivate himself even in his sleep." Cangyuan continued.
"Can you practice in your sleep?" Ling Chuxi said in surprise.
"The innate tianjidan heart is a rare qualification in thousands of years. Cangyuan sword master also practiced for many years to understand the heaven extreme loyalty, but his strength is the best in the world. The future achievements of Duan Xiaomo are certainly not inferior to Cangyuan sword master." Cangyuan said with emotion.
After hearing this, even Ling Chuxi was a little envious of Duan Xiaomo. Although his nine Yin Jue pulse is also powerful, at present, the potential danger and income are not directly proportional to each other. It is more like a time bomb, which can be compared with Tianji Dan Xin, which can be self-cultivation by others when sleeping. Of course, the envy return to envy, Ling Chuxi is still happy for Duan Xiaomo.
"Well, I'm tired too. I need a rest." Cangyuan said.
"You're not going to sleep again, are you?" Ling Chuxi exclaimed. If this sleeping God sleeps for decades again, she can't be sure to get a thousand more inkstones back.
"Don't worry, I've condensed into an entity. I can quickly absorb aura from heaven and earth, just like you practice." Cangyuan's words let Ling Chuxi down.
"By the way, I just felt a breath of the residual meaning of the Cangyuan." Cangyuan said to Ling Chuxi again.
"Really?" Ling Chuxi was pleasantly surprised. What he said about the Cangyuan residual meaning was that Su Yizhi had been looking for Zhenzong's fierce sword for many days.
"I don't feel wrong, but the quality of your sword is still poor. It can accommodate the spirit and soul of the sword. When I refine the sword for you, we will go to collect the residual meaning." Cangyuan said.
"Good! How long will it take? " Ling Chuxi knew that Cangyuan was right. When he bought the Luochen sword, it was just an ordinary weapon shop. The quality of the falling dust sword was only average. Even after being tempered by Tianlei, it could not be compared with those real magic soldiers. It would be difficult to accommodate more Cangyuan's residual meaning without re refining.
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