A Thousand Faces of Grace

Chapter 501 Reshaping the Immortal Bone 2
In this golden lock tower, she could feel the aura of countless immortals!
It's just that the golden lock tower is too big, so I can't see it for a while.

The original name of this Suojin Pagoda is Suoxian Pagoda, and it was originally used to imprison immortals who have made mistakes. Moreover, the materials used to make the Suojin Pagoda are also excellent body training materials.

As usual, it would not be easy for Bingyan to refine the Suojin Pagoda, but now, the Suojin Pagoda exploded first, but the difficulty of refining it has been greatly reduced.

Then, let's use you to reshape his fairy body.

With a wave of Sushui Zhiling's hand, more icy flames floated out of his body and flew towards the Suojin Pagoda in all directions.

These icy flames are like Xumi mesons, which can contain the heaven and the earth, and everything they pass by is wrapped in them.

"Refine them all for me!" the spirit of misfortune said softly, like a sigh.

Not long after, the entire Suojin Pagoda was filled with ice flames, and the immortal imprisoned inside was wrapped and refined by the ice flames before he could cry out.

After doing this, she turned her head to look at Xiao Muli, and sighed in a complicated way.

Controlling the ice flame, he began to extinguish the Burning Soul Curse, but he was careful not to hurt Xiao Muli's soul as much as possible.

You are me and I am you, so you should have my memory.

The spirit of misfortune whispered softly, but passed his memory to Xiao Muli bit by bit through Bingyan.

If the memory is immortal, she will not disappear.

She was still a little selfish, hoping that Xiao Muli would live with her memory.

I won't devour your existing memories, I just hope you can remember everything from your previous life.

That is your past and present life.

The space of the entire Suojin Pagoda began to distort and deform. After a while, except for Xiao Muli and Lan Junque, the rest were wrapped in the refinement of Bing Yan!

The cold energy in the body was consumed too much, and the spirit of misfortune could no longer maintain its human form, so it simply turned into a cloud of mist again, floating beside Xiao Muli.

The power of this Burning Soul Curse is really extraordinary, if Xiao Muli's Burning Soul Curse wasn't perfect, if she wasn't a spirit of misfortune, with continuous injection of ice flames, she might not be able to extinguish it.

The spirit body keeps getting weaker and weaker, but she can't stop.

A low sigh overflowed from the formless mist, and continued to extinguish the Burning Soul Curse in Xiao Muli's soul.

Time passed little by little, and the entire Suojin Pagoda was enveloped in ice flames.

The seal of the Suojin Pagoda is self-defeating.

Several people finally came out from the golden lock tower.

And time was frozen, and Emperor Qingming and Emperor Suzaku were no exception, they kept their original movements and remained motionless.

Because of the effect of soul attraction, as soon as the golden lock tower disappeared, the two halves of Xiao Muli's soul merged together at an extremely fast speed, and the effect of the burning soul curse was also completely eliminated at this moment.

The spirit of disaster water let out a long breath. At this moment, her body has shrunk by more than half, only the size of a fist.

After seeing Emperor Qingming and Emperor Suzaku, the spirit of misfortune lit up, and then sighed regretfully.

These two celestial bodies are both excellent products. It would be great if I could see them just now. I can refine them both into his celestial bodies. But now, Bingyan's refining has been completed, and her body is also Already weak, no longer have the strength to refine.

Shaking his head regretfully, he stretched out a hand from the mist, grabbed the gold lock tower that had just been refined by the ice flame and turned into a fist-sized golden liquid, and looked at Lan Junque's head complicatedly.

"I hope you will always remember me." With a low sigh, he pressed the golden liquid towards Lan Junque's eyebrows.

The golden liquid quickly penetrated into Lan Junque's eyebrows, and then, his body began to reshape at a speed visible to the naked eye, first the neck, hands, then chest, abdomen, waist...

In the blink of an eye, the collapsed body reappeared.

His body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, and the texture was suddenly different from before, revealing an aura of vicissitudes, which was the natural vicissitudes of the Suojin Pagoda that existed for tens of thousands of years.

At the same time, on his arms, there is a strange flame seal, but the souls of countless immortals in the Suojin Pagoda are sealed in his body by ice flames. Once released, it will be a terrifying wave. strength.

A golden dragon circled his body for a week, and finally disappeared between his eyebrows, leaving only a dragon-shaped mark, which is the mark of the awakening of the dragon soul!
"It seems that it is not strong enough!"

The Spirit of Disaster Water frowned, as if he felt that it was not perfect enough, carefully manipulated the remaining ice flames in his body, and began to exercise Lan Junque's newly formed fairy body.

It was another half an hour, and it was already the limit of the spirit of disaster water. At this moment, all the ice flames in her spirit body had been exhausted, and there was no way to continue to exercise.

However, Lan Junque's immortal body has become much stronger after being tempered by Bingyan. It not only contains the metal properties of the Suojin Pagoda, but also contains the two attributes of Bingyan's water and fire. Simple spells can no longer hurt him at all.

So far, the remodeling of Lan Junque's immortal body has been completed!

The spirit of misfortune and water, whose body was already blurred, finally showed a gratified expression. There was only so much she could do.

Under the trembling of the body, it will soon dissipate.

Her weakness also caused the time freeze to fail. Lan Junque was the first to recover. Seeing the white mist that was about to dissipate, his body shook, and he grabbed it and pressed it into Xiao Muli's heart.

"She is me, and I am her. Her memory is immortal, so I am immortal. All of this is for me. Thank you for the choice you made for me. I am very happy." Finally, a message came from his hands. The idea is such a sentence.

Then, the only thing left was a white mist the size of a fingertip, and it was completely silent, falling into an eternal sleep.

The soul, when the spirit of disaster water is strong, can prevent her from continuing to absorb the water spirit essence and the breath of disaster water from the outside world, but it can also protect her and prevent her from dissipating when she is weak enough to dissipate.

Seeing the only remaining spirit of misfortune completely disappearing in Xiao Muli's body, Lan Junque once again burst into tears.

At this moment, he couldn't tell for a long time whether the spirit of disaster water and Xiao Muli were alone or not, and he didn't want to tell the difference.

He only knew that the spirit of misfortune gave everything for him, and he would spend his whole life to protect and cherish Xiao Muli, just as the spirit of misfortune said, she could feel his love, part of it was Being born because of her is enough.

Love has been deep into the bones, and it has long been difficult to tell who I love more, but at the beginning, this love still originated from the relationship between the spirit of disaster and his past life, which no one can deny.

Time is frozen, useless.

Shaking, Xiao Muli slowly opened his eyes.

At this moment, chaotic memories flooded into her mind.

One life, one life, every life, there is only one figure, and it stays in her heart forever, the only figure.

Tears slowly flowed down from his eyes, Xiao Muli smiled and murmured: "I, finally, found you!"

(End of this chapter)