Destiny Blessed Girl

Gu Zhi'an used his spiritual power to condense a mural that he saw at that time. It was a white-clothed sword standing above the sea and sky, and the sword pointed at the densely packed sea monsters in the distance.

As for the two murals with the sword pointing at Lingxu Palace, Gu Zhi'an didn't dare to condense in front of Shanggan Daojun, for fear that Shanggan Daojun would turn his face, after all, it was his sect.

After seeing the picture that Gu Zhian condensed, Daoist Shanggan became very excited, "That's right, this is Daoist Changling, why is there a mural of Daoist Changling there? Where did these sea monsters come from? Why? So much? This doesn’t seem to be in the lower realm, could it be that it’s in the upper realm? But what happened in the upper realm, how could it be carved into murals and stay in the lower realm?”

No one can answer these questions.

Gu Zhian turned his head to look at Chu Yuanyan, but saw that Chu Yuanyan was frowning tightly, his face was pale, and there was thin sweat on his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Zhian immediately put away the spiritual power mural, reached out to grab Chu Yuanyan's hand, and found that his palm was cold.

Chu Yuanyan shook his head, "I don't know, when I saw that mural, my head started to hurt, and I really wanted something to come out."

Gu Zhian was startled, and turned his head to look at Daoist Shang, "Daojun, what's wrong with my husband? Does he really have anything to do with the Changling Daoist you mentioned?"

Shanggan Daojun got up and walked over, stretched out his hand to cover Chu Yuanyan's head, and a ray of spiritual power penetrated.

After a while, Shanggan Taoist withdrew his hand, shook his head and said, "Nothing unusual."

At this time, Chu Yuanyan was already much better, and he smiled and thanked Daoist Lord Shanggan, "Thank you, Lord Daoist, I am much better now."

Daoist Shanggan looked at Chu Yuanyan thoughtfully, and had a guess in his heart. It can be seen from his affectionate appearance when he was talking in a low voice, so it is better not to say the guess, and see the situation first.

After the banquet was over, Gu Zhian accompanied Chu Yuanyan back to Qifeng, seeing that his expression was as usual, he felt relieved, "Are you really all right?"

Chu Yuanyan nodded with a smile, held her hand, and pulled her into his arms, "It's okay, don't worry about me. I didn't know what happened just now, and suddenly I was in a daze. Now I'm really okay." He checked himself Many times, indeed no problem was found.

Gu Zhian took out a jade slip and handed it to him.

"What's this?" Chu Yuanyan took it, and didn't immediately insert his divine sense, but hugged Gu Zhian in his arms tighter, and rubbed his head against her neck.

"Don't make trouble!" Gu Zhi'an thumped him, and said softly: "This is the inheritance of swordsmanship we got from the murals before we found Daoist Shanggan. I have recorded all the sword moves and mental techniques. You can try it when you have time. , I can see from the murals that this sword technique is very powerful, we may not be able to learn it, but you are different, you are a genius in swordsmanship, you will definitely be able to learn it."

Chu Yuanyan was in a good mood when she heard her boasting so much, moved his warm lips to her ear, bit her round earlobe, and whispered softly, "I am in your heart, am I so powerful?"

Gu Zhian blushed, and wanted to push him away, but he was reluctant to use force, and said coquettishly, "Okay, don't make trouble!"

Chu Yuanyan couldn't bear it any longer, he picked up Gu Zhian, turned around and entered the inner room.

It was a ridiculous night, Gu Zhi'an fell into a deep sleep at dawn, she felt that if she hadn't cultivated her body and was physically strong, she would definitely not be able to stand up to this man.

Looking at Gu Zhian's sleeping beauty, Chu Yuanyan felt extremely satisfied, hugged her and kissed her again and again, unwilling to let go.

Thinking of the jade slip that Gu Zhian gave him earlier, saying that it contained powerful swordsmanship, he felt itchy and couldn't sleep, so he simply got up quietly and went to the back mountain.

He found a place facing the sun and sat cross-legged, his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the jade slip, and the sword formulas and sword moves were imprinted into his sea of ​​consciousness.

When the Daoist Changling who was somewhat similar to him appeared in his sea of ​​consciousness again, the feeling of headache and dizziness hit again, and it was more violent.