When touched by the light, Ye Wuxin was so comfortable and became particularly relaxed.

The crazy ghosts in the ghost pool also calmed down and stayed quietly in the ghost pool.

This light actually has such a magical effect? ​​Ye Wuxin was secretly amazed in his heart, and was worried about Murong Linglong's life.

Taixuanzhu will definitely save Linglong's life!

This state did not last long. Immediately afterwards, Murong Linglong's little mouth opened slightly and swallowed the Taixuan pearl into her mouth.

At the same time, the light in the secret room instantly dissipated. On the contrary, Murong Linglong's body emitted a faint light, making her look extremely sacred.

Murong Linglong let out a heavy breath and smiled, "Haha, okay, as long as this Xuanzhu is here, Linglong's soul will be stable. However, if she wants to wake up again, she still needs to find another way."

Ye Wuxin walked over slowly, looking at her delicate body that was constantly emitting light, and reached out to touch her jade face, which was also cold.

"Senior, what can you do to make Linglong wake up?"

Murong Dugu's brows tightly, and the smile on his face gradually dissipated, "I don't know either, because Linglong was too seriously injured, and there was too much loss of vitality. If she didn't have the Tai Xuanzhu, she would sooner or later die. If she wanted to wake up by herself, it would be impossible!"

Murong Linglong's life was saved, but her current situation was also not good, just like a living dead man. He wanted her to wake up, but he heard that. Ye Wuxin couldn't help but sigh and looked at Murong Linglong with distress, "Linglong, don't worry, I promise you that no matter what, I must wake you up."

I stroked her cheeks like this, stared at her quietly, recalling the memories of being with her, my eyes becoming softer and full of affection.

Although the relationship between him and Linglong was only a few months and not like Lin Qingyun, it was also so real that they could sacrifice their lives for each other.

After a long time, Ye Wuxin stood up, closed the ice crystal coffin, turned around and looked at Murong Dugu, clasped his fists and bowed, and said, "Senior, please take good care of Linglong. Please, I will definitely try my best to save Linglong."

His tone was sincere and sincere, his voice was a little hoarse, and there was no falsehood at all.

Murong Dugu was also moved by his sincerity and nodded, "Linglong is my daughter. Of course I will take good care of her. Don't work too hard. Linglong is still waiting for you to marry her."

When he talked about this, Murong Dugu couldn't help but smile. Obviously, he had already recognized Ye Wuxin's son-in-law.

Ye Wuxin took a deep breath, looked at Murong Linglong for the last time, and sighed, "Senior, please take me away."

If you continue to stay here, you can't help but feel even more uncomfortable when you look at her now.

Murong Dugu naturally would not refuse, so he stepped forward to grab Ye Wuxin's shoulder.

With a flash of body, the two of them went from the secret room in a blink of an eye. It had been more than eight months since Ye Wuxin returned from the Nether Ghost Sect, and his true cultivation gradually improved to the middle stage of leaving the body.

It is a happy thing to improve his cultivation, but Ye Wuxin did not feel happy at all. The reason is that he has not yet found a way to save Murong Linglong.

Since Ye Wuxin left the Nether Ghost Sect, he has been traveling around to explore the magic medicine to cure dying people, or some genius treasures.

However, how could this kind of treasure be so easy to find? It took several months and was still clueless.

He has also heard of some so-called "immortal pills" that can cure all diseases, such as "spiritual medicines" that bring back life to life, or "living immortals" who can rejuvenate their lives...

Unfortunately, these are all lies and all false.

After being deceived again and again, Ye Wuxin couldn't help but become more and more discouraged, and he even felt that there was no hope.

Fortunately, Ye Wuxin was not desperate because of this, and he also understood how precious this kind of thing was and it was almost impossible for it to exist in the world.

Even if there is one, I'm afraid they've been hidden long ago, how could they be easily known to outsiders?

But no matter how little hope is, he must believe that there is a way to rescue Murong Linglong. Even if he is deceiving himself, he must continue to search like this.

Besides, Murong Linglong is not dead now, but is suffering from heavy burdens, which makes the soul unable to live with the body. As long as you find spiritual elixirs such as restoration of vitality, there is still a great chance of awakening.

There are many records of this kind of spiritual medicine and spiritual pill in ancient books, such as the legendary Nine-grade Spirit Pill Nine-Turn Soul Recovery Pill. As long as there is still a breath, it can be resurrected.

Although the prescription for this elixir has long been lost, it has appeared once in a monument thousands of years ago.

Doesn’t this just mean that he still has a chance?

At this time, Ye Wuxin had arrived in a small town in the west - Mingyue City.

Sitting in the inn and drinking alone, his back seemed so depressed and lonely, out of place with the noise around him, like a person who was independent of the world.

The wine filled the wine glass, and a mouthful of turbid wine entered his stomach, and a hot stream of heat suddenly came. The wine was indeed strong enough, but unfortunately it still couldn't make him feel even a little drunk.

Why can't I get drunk once? Maybe as long as I get drunk, I won't have any worries anymore?

Ye Wuxin smiled bitterly, put down the wine glass, picked up the wine pot, and found that the wine pot was empty again.

He has never been drunk since he was a child. He used to be because his master did not allow him to drink too much wine, so he has never been drunk.

But now, no matter how much alcohol he drinks, he can't get drunk. This is really helpless!

He remembered that he had spent a long time to find a way to rescue Murong Linglong, and Ye Wuxin felt inexplicably angry. He suddenly wanted to say that the more he thought, the more Ye Wuxin wanted to vent. His heart was very blocked. If he didn't vent, he would be really unhappy.

Finally, Ye Wuxin couldn't help it, and only heard a "bang" sound. Ye Wuxin slapped the table hard, which caused countless people around to look surprised. Ye Wuxin seemed not to notice this, but instead shouted loudly: "Waiter, come here quickly."

"Hey, come on, guest, what are your instructions?" The waiter hurried over and said respectfully, but there was a hint of displeasure in his eyes.

Anyone who is called around will be very unhappy, but the customer is the old man. He is a small waiter, so how dare he show dissatisfaction? He has to pretend to be good, right?

Ye Wuxin looked at him coldly and pointed to the wine pot on the table, "Is the wine here fake? Why are you still not drunk after drinking a whole pot?"

"This... Guest, this is not that we are too bad, but that you have a lot of alcohol." The waiter of the inn explained with a worried face.

But I was wondering why I attracted such an unreasonable guy. How could I blame the wine for good alcohol? The wine in their hotel is a real wine.

"No, it's clear that your wine is not good. I don't care. If you can't let me get drunk today, I won't pay." Ye Wuxin swears, then stood up and grabbed the waiter's collar like a slut.

The waiter froze and said quickly: "Customer, if you want to get drunk, the little one will come to you with a big jar of wine. Can you put the little one first?"

After the talk, the waiter struggled hard, but he was just a mundane person, so how could he get from Ye Wuxin's hands?

"Hmph! I haven't been to bring wine yet, remember to get a few more jars. If I'm not drunk, I won't give you money." Ye Wuxin snorted heavily, then threw her hard, and then threw her waiter to the ground.

The waiter looked aggrieved and touched his arm that was hurt by the fall. He felt secretly hated in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything more on the surface. The man in front of him looked like he was not an ordinary person, so he didn't dare to provoke him easily.

However, although the waiter dared not say much, the customers around him were not afraid of anything, and they all accused Ye Wuxin of it.

Ye Wuxin naturally would not pay much attention to the discussions of these people, even though he understood that he was indeed wrong.

Haha, I feel unhappy, so what's wrong with bullying others? If you have the will of you, come and beat me.

Fortunately, after this venting, Ye Wuxin's mood instantly felt much more relaxed, and he was no longer as stuffy as before.

After a pause, he picked up the wine pot and wanted to pour wine into the wine glass, but nothing was poured out. The wine pot was empty and there was no wine at all. "I really... I don't have any wine anymore, so I can forget it." Ye Wuxin laughed at himself, shook his head, and looked into the distance.

In his heart, he was thinking about what to do next and where to go.

In the past eight months, he has traveled almost all four territory, southeast, west and north, and the road he has walked may have been much more than he has been in the past twenty years.

Unfortunately, he still has no gains at all. How could he not look up at Ye Wuxin and saw an acquaintance. He was wearing a bamboo pole and a Taoist uniform. The three words "The God's Purposer" were clearly written on the white cloth of the bamboo pole.

He actually met the God's Purposer here? But this is nothing. How could he be so surprised when he met an acquaintance?

When did this God's Vision come to him? Why didn't he have any at all?

Ye Wuxin was a little confused, and his spiritual consciousness couldn't help but swept over, but it was still like a mud sinking into the sea. He did not detect any spiritual power fluctuations on the divine zodiac. He was clearly a mortal.

But how could a mortal appear next to him without a sound? Ye Wuxin couldn't understand at all.

He frowned and stared at the God's Vision with suspicion.

I saw the God's chasing smile, stroked his white beard and said, "Yes, it's the old Taoist. I've told my friend a long time ago that we are destined to be together. Let's meet again."

"Haha, the world is so big, it is indeed very destined to meet in the vast sea of ​​people." Ye Wuxin nodded and smiled, but he was still vigilant. This guy would definitely not be as simple as he looked on the surface.

He was unable to detect the fluctuations of spiritual power on him, but it did not mean that the other party was really a mortal. Perhaps the other party had some powerful methods to conceal the breath, or it might have it.

The God's Pursuit glanced at Ye Wuxin, shook his head and said, "Since you are destined to be together, do you mind treating the old Taoist to have a drink?"

"Please take a leave of absence." Ye Wuxin also wanted to see what he was thinking about. He pointed to the stool opposite, indicating that he could sit down. The God's Psychic nodded slightly, and did not hesitate too much, so he sat down directly. Then, he suddenly laughed and said, "Actually, sometimes getting drunk can indeed relieve stress, but if you get drunk for a long time, you will lose your fighting spirit."

Ye Wuxin chuckled after hearing this and said, "The Taoist priest probably doesn't understand. I have lived for twenty-three years and have never been drunk once. I really want to try what it feels like to be drunk."

The God's Purposer said again: "Do you want to get drunk?"

"good."

"I have a way to get you drunk, would you like to try it?"

Ye Wuxin's eyelids twitched and asked back, "The Taoist priest really has a way to make me drunk?"

"This is natural, monks do not lie." The divine chasinger replied seriously.

At this moment, the waiter came over with a large jar of wine and placed it on the table. He panted to Ye Wuxin and said to him: "Customer, this is the bamboo leaf green that has been stored for ten years, so you can be satisfied with it."

Before Ye Wuxin could answer, the magician untied the jar, sniffed it, and then nodded and said, "It's indeed a fine wine. Unfortunately, ordinary wine still cannot make you drunk."

When the God's Consortler spoke, he looked at Ye Wuxin with a smile.

This made Ye Wuxin's eyelids twitch, and he thought to himself: What does he mean? Does he know his secret? No, Ye Wuxin must have coughed a few times and said with a smile: "Yes, I hope the Taoist priest will give me some advice, how can I get drunk?"

The God's Psychic waved his hand and smiled at the waiter, "You can take this jar of wine first, there is no need for this."

"This..." The waiter hesitated and looked at Ye Wuxin.

Seeing this, Ye Wuxin nodded, then took out a ingot of silver from his wallet and smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I was in a bad mood just now, I offended so much, I hope I don't mind."

"Ah, thank you, guest!" After seeing the silver on the table, the waiter suddenly had his eyes shining and hurriedly thanked Ye Wuxin.

At this moment, he would still complain to Ye Wuxin, if he was

A scolding can be exchanged for ten taels of silver, so he would rather be scolded a few more times.

After the waiter left with the wine jar in his arms, the God's Consort couldn't help but nodded and praised: "Young friend is upright and can take the initiative to apologize to a waiter."
To be continued...