Dijun's black moonlight is back

Chapter 25
"Ling Yu!" Tong Yan sat on the recliner in Ling Yu's yard, and as soon as he saw her come back, he immediately came over and held her arm.

"Where have you been?" She reached out to touch Ling Yu's forehead, "Your face is so pale, did you suffer from heat stroke?"

This time is when the sun is at its most poisonous, Tong Yan can only think about heat stroke with her like this.

Ling Yu didn't have the strength to speak, and was supported by Tong Yan into the room, and sat down by the bed.

She didn't bring anything with her when she went up the mountain, and the room was actually not big, but at this moment, Tong Yan felt that the room was extremely empty.

Except for some original tables, chairs, bed benches, there was nothing in the room.

"Ling Yu." Tong Yan looked at her with some distress.

She hadn't inquired about Ling Yu's origin, and from the point of view of character, Tong Yan could vaguely feel that she should have few relatives and friends in this world.

This guess was a bit hurtful, so Tong Yan never asked.

Ling Yu felt that her eyes were a little weird, so she looked at her suspiciously.

Unexpectedly, there were some tears in Tong Yan's eyes.

She froze for a moment, then became a little impatient.

"What are you doing?" Ling Yu asked.

Her expression remained unchanged, but the indifference and alienation in her tone couldn't be hidden.

It's not that she hates Tong Yan, it's just that she is naturally disgusted with the behavior of shedding tears at every turn.

She was deceived first, and then her heart was broken, and she didn't shed a single tear. She couldn't understand why mortals were crying.

Neither understand nor respect.

Tong Yan quickly blinked his eyes a few times, and put back the tears that were about to burst out.

She was very big-minded, and she didn't notice Ling Yu's impatience at all.

He just simply felt that he couldn't let Ling Yu feel that he was pitying her. Tong Yan once heard someone say that no one wants others to show pity for themselves.

What's more, Ling Yu is such an arrogant person.

"It's nothing," Tong Yan said nonsense, "the eyes are a little itchy."

Ling Yu didn't have time to expose her fib, anyway, it was harmless, but it was mainly because she was suffering so much.

She simply lay down, and after tossing and turning on the bed for a few rounds, she felt that standing was more comfortable, so she got up and walked around the room again.

Tong Yan didn't quite understand what she was doing, but because he was worried that she wouldn't feel well, he kept helping her to walk.

Ling Yu feels that this is not an option, it seems that he needs to go to the Mingjing Mountain Lingmai as soon as possible.

The people in Mingjing Mountain are very well-behaved. When Wen Jingchan took her to the Lingmai, the closer she was to the Lingmai, the less people there were.

Everyone sticks to the line in their hearts and never crosses the line.

Even Wen Jingchan, when she didn't get an answer, only took her to cultivate her soul around the spiritual veins, and didn't get too close.

At that time, she thought it was very ridiculous. Tens of thousands of years ago, the predecessor of Mingjing Mountain was the most deviant existence.

Unexpectedly, with the passage of time, the wrath of the gods finally tamed these humble creatures on the earth.

They didn't set up single-word rules, but the rules grew out of people's hearts.

For those who hope that the creatures of the world will never stand up, they will be bound forever.

Sometimes the shackles and shackles on the body can still be broken free, but the imprisonment in the heart is worn without knowing it.

But fortunately, they were all quite ruthless. After nightfall, there was no one around the spirit veins, so she could sneak past them.

Tong Yan didn't know what Ling Yu was planning, seeing her go back to the bed and sit down, she also sat on the small chair opposite the bed.

"Do you want me to go to the canteen and get you a bowl of mung bean soup?" Tong Yan asked, "Or go to the Xinglinwu you mentioned and ask for some medicine?"

She still thinks that Ling Yu has heatstroke.

As soon as Tong Yan finished asking, he regretted it. If he really wanted to ask her if she wanted it, he should have fetched it first, put it in front of her, and then asked her if she wanted it.

Instead of sitting here asking questions.

Her imperial brother has warned her several times, don't listen to what others say, but watch what they do.

Real concern is made, not asked.

Seeing that she was thinking, Ling Yu replied: "No need to go, no need."

"Ah?" Tong Yan didn't quite believe it, "Really?"

"If you really have the heart," Ling Yu said, "go up to the Boxue Building tonight and help me find a few books of mind."

"What method do you want?" Tong Yan asked her.

What mentality, Ling Yu really didn't think about it seriously.

In fact, she just wanted to find an excuse to drive Tong Yan away. If she followed her every step of the way, she would not be able to secretly go to the Mingjingtai to find the spirit pulse.

"Just find me what Zhenjun practices." Ling Yu said casually.

According to Ling Yu's understanding of Wen Jing Chan, he probably learned everything and was proficient in everything.

In the Bo Xue Building, there are rubbings of the mental methods of the world's major sects. When he was young, he liked to borrow them randomly to study when he had nothing to do.

It was also at that time that Ling Yu fell in love with the skills of the Jinsha Remains Realm.

She is a great demon born in nothingness, independent of the six realms, and it stands to reason that no matter how gods or mortals cultivate, she cannot go through it.

But the Jinsha Remains is more mysterious, they pay attention to inaction.

After being a mortal for a lifetime and dying, Ling Yu retrieved all her past memories. She was able to cultivate opportunities in the tombs of the gods, and the things she relied on had something to do with this inaction.

Practitioners in the world, regardless of human beings, monsters and gods, rely on their own sea of ​​​​spiritual consciousness, and if they can store enough spiritual energy, they can have a high enough cultivation level.

She couldn't survive.

Even at the peak of her rampage in the Sanqing Territory, she couldn't survive.

The chance of her practice seems to be the same as others, but it is not the same.

This point was not understood by that ignorant and arrogant god.

She has never cultivated spiritual roots, refined immortal bones, or purified the sea of ​​consciousness like ordinary people.

When she was Shaohao, the source of all her power was formed by the birth of heaven and earth, she never owned it, but could only be used by her.

As for the formation that killed her back then, Ling Yu still finds it ridiculous when he thinks about it.

She has no spiritual roots, and the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness is empty as far as the eye can see, and she can't find any spiritual power.

Ling Yu once questioned the god who came with the halberd in the formation of golden light.

"How do you know you're right?"

"Strict rules, are they really justified?"

"The way is open to the sky, why don't you dare let people go?"

She seemed to hesitate for a moment when she saw him, like a porcelain cup suddenly had an extremely small crack that was unpredictable to the naked eye.

Others may not take a closer look, but she is very clear that the crack created by her must be the first step in the collapse of the copper and iron walls of the Sanqing Region.

The God of War only regarded her smile as a madness before death, but he never knew that she was laughing at the arrogance of a god.

The laughing gods are arrogant and greedy.

Those gods who are like tall stone tablets always look down at the mortal world under the clouds with downcast and compassionate eyes.

Others may lament that there are gods standing three feet above their heads, but Ling Yu feels that they are just checking to see if the trapped beast in their cage still wants to break free.

(End of this chapter)