On the top of the iceberg and snow peaks behind Lingxiao Pavilion, Ling Tian tirelessly recounted the story of his relationship with Lian Xin over and over again. Ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times. In the blink of an eye, half a year later, Ling Tian talked about countless changes.

Seeing Ling Tian telling the past events between him and Lian Xin so persistently, Po Qiong felt extremely sad. He wanted to dissuade Ling Tian several times, but seeing the heart-wrenching look in his eyes when he looked at Lian Xin, Po Qiong had no choice but to give up.

Maybe God took pity on Ling Tian, ​​or maybe Po Qiong’s guess was right. As Ling Tian told the story, the reaction of the lotus in the lotus heart became more and more obvious. Sometimes, the shadow of lotus leaves would overflow and hover around Ling Tian.

He looked like he was listening carefully, which gave Ling Tian endless motivation, as if the desert that had been dry for a long time received sweet rain.

On this day, Ling Tian continued to tell their story, and suddenly Po Qiong interrupted: "Ling Tian, ​​do you still remember the guzheng after you killed Yun Xiao? That guzheng seems to resonate with the lotus heart."

Hearing this, Ling Tian also remembered the situation at that time. His eyes lit up and he hurriedly took out the copper guzheng.

As soon as he took out the guzheng, an extremely powerful sword intent enveloped Ling Tian, ​​and his killing intent was overwhelming.

With a sneer, Ling Tian's arrows filled the air, and he easily resisted the killing intent. He forcibly reached out and pressed it on the guzheng, plucked the strings, and a burst of clanking sound sounded. However, the sound of the guzheng was extremely awkward, and the guzheng resisted.

Ling Tian, ​​like a disobedient child, his voice was messy.

After burning the incense, Ling Tian couldn't make a tune or tune. He frowned and murmured to himself: "This guzheng is extremely disgusting to me. It seems that it is still resentful that I killed Yunxiao."

"That's natural. If someone kills you, I'm afraid You Ye and I will also hate them deeply." Po Qiong looked like it was a matter of course, and he sneered: "It's just the existence of the spiritual weapon. I want to erase it.

It’s not difficult for him to become conscious.”

"Broken Qiong, erasing its consciousness will not affect it, right?" Ling Tian frowned slightly, he was worried: "I have tried other guzhengs before, and they couldn't arouse Lian Xin's reaction at all. If the copper is obliterated,

Gu Zheng's consciousness has undoubtedly changed it, so I'm afraid it will no longer resonate with Lian Xin."

"Ling Tian, ​​I think what resonates with Lian Xin is only the sword intention contained in the guzheng. The consciousness of the guzheng is not the point." Po Qiong guessed that he also knew that this was a serious matter, and after thinking for a while, he said: "If it doesn't work, let's join forces to deal with it.

The guzheng weapon spirit is sealed and cannot be wiped out, and then..."

"Okay, that's a good idea." Ling Tian nodded, and he couldn't wait to say: "Poqiong, you use the power of your weapon spirit and force the guzheng weapon spirit into a corner. I will use the God-conferring Forbidden Seal."

Po Qiong had no objection to Ling Tian's proposal. He trembled slightly, and a majestic and solemn aura filled the air, covering the guzheng. After a moment, Po Qiong said: "Ling Tian, ​​okay, you start

Seal it."

The Po-Xu Buddha Eyes opened, and Ling Tian also saw the Guzheng Weapon Spirit who was forced into a corner. His handprints changed, and the God-Sealing Forbidden Act was released. The Guzheng Weapon Spirit was suppressed, and it was not an immortal weapon in the first place, so it was still easy to be sealed by Ling Tian.

of.

Not long after, Ling Tian stopped sealing the seal, and he gently plucked the strings. The guzheng no longer resisted, and Ling Tian chuckled.

After gathering his emotions, Ling Tian played the guzheng. Ling Yun had trained Ling Tian a long time ago and taught him in all aspects. Ling Tian was also quite accomplished in music. Although his guzheng playing was not as good as the jade flute, it was not as good as the jade flute.

Too vulgar.

The guzheng is faint, like the sound of nature, subtle and soft, fresh and stretched, with endless charm, cleansing the mind and making people relax involuntarily. Ling Tian tried hard to let the sound of the guzheng surround the lotus heart, paying attention to the reaction of the lotus heart while playing.

After about a stick of incense, Lian Xin did not react strangely, which made Ling Tian very disappointed. He murmured to himself: "Is it really impossible without the guzheng weapon spirit? But the guzheng weapon spirit has a grudge against me, so I can't

…”

"Ling Tian, ​​this shouldn't be the reason." Po Qiong's voice sounded. Seeing Ling Tian's eyes light up, he reminded: "The most important thing is the sword intention. You also know some of the past events between Lian Xin and the original owner of the guzheng.

If you imitate that sword intent..."

Hearing this, Ling Tian was thoughtful, recalling the sword intention of Gu Zheng, and he deliberately imitated it. Ling Tian learned the "Arrow Fetus" derived from "Sword Fetus", and it was quite simple for him to condense the aura sword.

The sword intention is not difficult to imitate.

The zither clanked, the sword sounded faintly, and layers of lavender sword clouds enveloped the lotus heart.

A scene that surprised Ling Tian happened. The lotus flower in the lotus heart body trembled slightly, and she exuded unprecedented emotions. Although these emotions were mostly confusion and doubt, Ling Tian was already ecstatic, and he did not dare to stop and continue playing.

As time passed, Tian's heart trembled more violently, and the phantom of the lotus emerged through the ice coffin, shrouding Ling Tian. The slightly illusory lotus leaves trembled slightly, and there was gradually a trace of joy in the confused mood, as if

It's like meeting a friend you haven't seen for many years.

Ling Tian sat cross-legged among the shadows of three lotus leaves, and he continued to play the guzheng. The lotus leaves swayed gently, rubbing Ling Tian's body, and the joyful mood gradually became a little nostalgic, and there was a faint excitement.

A wave of energy gently filled the air, and Ling Tian found that he was being held up by the shadow of a lotus. The nine-color lotus flower was filled with misty nine-color aura, leaning against Ling Tian, ​​looking as if he was happy to meet a good friend.

"Lian Xin, do you still remember me? I am Ling Tian." Ling Tian played the guzheng while his spiritual consciousness spread out. His tone was quite exciting: "The first time we met was in the misty ancient city of Jiange. At that time, you

…”

Listening to Ling Tian's speech, the lotus flower canopy tilted slightly, as if a girl was tilting her head and thinking. After a moment, the lotus petals trembled slightly, and the flower canopy moved slightly a few times, as if a fairy was tapping her head.

"Lian Xin, do you remember me?!" Ling Tian's tone was so excited that he choked slightly: "Haha, great, great..."

"Alas, Ling Tian, ​​Lian Xin's consciousness is still in chaos at this moment, how could he recognize you?" Po Qiong sighed quietly in his heart, and he guessed: "Lian Xin's true body has heard this story thousands of times, maybe she just has instinct.

I remember you..."

Po Qiong was well-informed and recognized Lian Xin's state, but he did not say it out loud because he did not want to break Ling Tian's happiness at this moment.

"Lian Xin, don't worry, I will cure you." Ling Tian murmured, he stopped playing the strings at this time, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the illusory lotus flower canopy. The strange thing is that the flower canopy actually let it go

Ling Tian rubbed his hands and showed a happy look: "Lian Xin, I will always stay with you from now on, and I will let you out often, so that you will not be lonely."

"Hey, Ling Tian can still communicate with Lian Xin without playing the guzheng?!" Po Qiong discovered this, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Could it be that Lian Xin's body, Lotus, instinctively accepted Ling Tian, ​​and was afraid when he saw the clinging look?

He is quite dependent on Ling Tian."

"Ling Tian, ​​try to fuse your spiritual consciousness with Lian Xin's instinctive consciousness." Po Qiong reminded. Seeing Ling Tian's confusion, he ordered: "Just like the interrogator, Lian Xin's soul will be integrated with you, and there will be

With the addition of your soul, Lian Xin's consciousness will be restored as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Ling Tian followed Po Qiong's reminder, and his spiritual consciousness merged into Lian Xin's consciousness space.

As soon as he merged into Ling Tian, ​​he was surprised to find that Lian Xin's consciousness was no longer the chaos before, but had a faint trace of spiritual consciousness. Although it was very weak, it was a little different after all, which made Ling Tian ecstatic.

Trying to calm down, Ling Tian controlled his soul to merge with this piece of spiritual wisdom, spreading his consciousness while merging: "Lian Xin, don't be afraid, I am Ling Tian, ​​and I will accompany you."

At first, the spiritual consciousness would still dodge, but after listening to Ling Tian's comfort, the spiritual consciousness no longer dodged, and actually took the initiative to cling to Ling Tian's soul. As if water was melting, the two souls merged together,

Ling Tian also felt the joy and dependence in Lian Xin's mind.

After the two souls merged, Ling Tian seemed to have a kind of enlightenment in his heart. He seemed to understand a lot of things and seemed to be able to control Lian Xin's body. It was as if they had merged into one person, he was Lian Xin, and Lian Xin was him. This was even more

Let Ling Tian be surprised.

After a while, Ling Tian tried hard to calm down his excitement. His main consciousness exited Lian Xin's consciousness space, but a part of his soul was left behind. Through this part of his soul, he could perceive everything about Lian Xin's body.

"Lian Xin has regained some consciousness, which is great." Ling Tian murmured, he was ecstatic: "What you said is indeed useful, Po Qiong, haha, Lian Xin's consciousness will definitely be fully restored, and she will be able to recover by then.

"

Listening to Ling Tian's almost crazy words, Po Qiong felt inexplicably sad. How could he not know that the ray of consciousness was just the instinct of Lotus Heart? After the soul was burned, the soul was already in chaos. It was not easy to fully recover. However,

Po Qiong didn't say anything. He didn't want to break Ling Tian's hope. That kind of result would be too cruel, and he was afraid that Ling Tian wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Ling Tian, ​​it's great that you can sense Lian Xin's consciousness." Po Qiong tried hard to think of words, and he hurriedly changed the subject: "Ling Tian, ​​you should have mastered part of Lian Xin's abilities now."

"Well, yes." Ling Tian nodded, and his tone could not hide the joy: "The moment I merged with Lian Xin's soul, I seemed to receive a lot of messages, and then I felt that I could share her with Lian Xin.

Able."

As he spoke, Ling Tian gently touched the lotus shadow with his palm, and a wisp of nine-color aura filled the air from his hand. This aura was unique to the nine-color lotus family.

"Haha, that's good." Po Qiong tried his best to make his smile not too stiff. Fortunately, Ling Tian was too excited at this time and didn't notice anything unusual about him. He asked, "Ling Tian, ​​see if you can do it now."

Use the innate magical powers of the Nine Color Ice Lotus clan."

"It should be possible." Ling Tian murmured, and then he gently stroked the lotus flower canopy, as if he was telling his lover: "Lian Xin, you go back and have a good rest first, I want to confirm something."
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