The only way

Chapter 425 Numbness
When time finally flowed slowly to the tenth year.

"Lingchu, you really deserve to be an immortal spirit root, but in just over ten years, your cultivation has reached the foundation building Dzogchen."

Jiang Hanyan and Lingchu came to the elegant room together, and when they came, the others had not yet arrived.

The two chatted while eating ling fruit and ling tea.

Jiang Hanyan still likes to eat spiritual fruits, and has gained a lot of points in the past ten years. In the end, besides various elixir, he contributed to various spiritual fruits.

For Jiang Hanyan, the points that can be exchanged for Falling Demon City's points are not only the Sanqing Dao Sect, but also the rest of the Immortal Sect, and even the Loose Cultivation Alliance.

From so many channels, Jiang Hanyan can obtain a lot more varieties of spiritual fruits.

"The matter of cultivation is a matter of course, but in the past ten years, I have been able to concentrate on studying formations for a long time. Compared with the improvement of cultivation, I am more happy with the growth of formations. " Lingchu grinned, and the few years had passed, and Lingchu and the others had already learned how to maintain a good mood in this heavy atmosphere.

Being sad all day long is not a good thing after all.

Hearing this, Jiang Hanyan also smiled, "It's true, although Falling Demon City is full of dangers, but if it can survive, it is obvious that the progress of cultivation base is obvious."

This is true. With the support of resources from the Five Great Immortal Sects and the Loose Cultivation Alliance, as long as you survive successfully and get points, you can exchange them for resources that are beneficial to your own cultivation.

Under the provision of such unlimited resources, the cultivators who can live to the present have made great progress in their cultivation.

Just like Jiang Hanyan, even if he sits in the house every day refining pills, he still has improved a lot in his cultivation.

"Actually, I don't want to go back to the sect just like that," Jiang Hanyan said suddenly, with some hesitation in his brows and eyes, "For me, Luoyao City is actually a safe place. I practice alchemy as I like and go back to the sect, I'm afraid I won't have such a convenient opportunity."

Lingchu was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and then nodded conveniently, "What the senior sister said is not unreasonable."

Jiang Hanyan is an alchemist in Falling Demon City.

Alchemy masters in Falling Demon City are completely different from formation masters. They don't need to go out of the city gates to face the beast tide. On weekdays, they only need to refine pills in the city.

Moreover, the elixir needed to refine these elixir was provided by Falling Demon City.

In other words, the alchemists in Luoyao City were refining the elixir for free.

Although, there are regulations in Falling Demon City, if the scrap rate reaches a certain level, the alchemist himself needs to be subsidized.

However, for an alchemist like Jiang Hanyan who has good alchemy skills, Falling Demon City is a place to accumulate experience for free, and there are many alchemists gathered in Falling Demon City.

You can also learn from each other.

As long as Falling Demon City is not broken, the alchemist is safe.

Therefore, Jiang Hanyan has never really faced the beast tide in the past ten years.

She is not so enthusiastic about returning to the sect.

Lingchu just froze for a moment, then quickly figured out what was going on.

Alchemy masters are different from array masters.

In the past ten years, Lingchu has faced countless beast hordes, and seen countless corpses piled up in front of his eyes. After experiencing a beast horde, even if you are clean and not stained with blood.

But you always feel that there seems to be a bloody smell lingering around your body, lingering and lingering.

The world in front of my eyes will always be filled with deep blood, which is disgusting.

After ten years, Lingchu only felt physically and mentally exhausted, even though she was a monk.

The two of Lingchu were still chatting, but the door of the private room was pushed open by a strong force.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of news fell into the ears of the two who were eating spiritual fruit and drinking spiritual tea.

"I saw Shen Wenzhou on the death tablet!"

Situ Yang's voice was thick and hoarse, as if it was squeezed out of his throat.

There was a roar in the ears of Lingchu and Jiang Hanyan.

For a while, everyone in the private room was silent.

Only Situ Yang stood at the door with a dazed look on his face.

"Say it again?" Jiang Hanyan stood up while leaning on the edge of the table, as if gritting his teeth.

Situ Yang closed his eyes fiercely, no longer showing off in the past, and looked more and more depressed, "I said, I saw Shen Wenzhou's name on the death tablet."

No one expected that when he was about to return to the sect, he would hear such news.

The tea held in Lingchu's hands trembled slightly, and the emerald green tea water rippled layer by layer.

Many years ago, they also heard sad news in this private room, and many years later, they heard such news again.

What's even more frightening is that when they heard the news about Yun Haotian back then, they could still discuss it, calm down their mood, and go to visit Yun Haotian.

But now, they can't do anything except calm down.

People are dead, and they are still in such a place, under such a scene, where are they going to find people.

The previous topic was completely interrupted, Lingchu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, placed the teacup in his hand firmly on the saucer, opened his eyes again, there was no trembling in his voice, and no confusion in his eyes .

"Let's go to the Temple of the Past."

The Ancestral Temple was built during the beast tide in Falling Demon City, and it was specially used to store corpses and relics.

It is jointly managed by the five immortal sects and the Sanxiu Alliance.

Most of the monks have no relatives in Falling Demon City.

If it is a casual cultivator, it will naturally be claimed by the casual cultivator alliance, and if it is a disciple of the immortal sect, it will naturally be claimed by their respective sects.

However, the members of Lingchu wanted to retrieve Shen Wenzhou's body by themselves.

As fellow students, as friends.

At least, at least take one last look at Shen Wenzhou.

The Temple of Death is near the Monument of Death.

When Lingchu and Jiang Hanyan passed the stele of death, they also saw the word Shen Wenzhou exuding a faint golden glow on the stele of death.

Until entering the Temple of the Past, until seeing the silent figure.

Lingchu, Jiang Hanyan, and Situ Yang broke the silence along the way.

The last hope in my heart has been completely extinguished.

Although none of them spoke, they all knew it well.

They were all looking forward to, perhaps, they didn't find Shen Wenzhou's body, but only saw Shen Wenzhou's token or something, and mistakenly believed that Shen Wenzhou was dead.

Among the beast hordes, some monks carried some life-saving items on their bodies. As long as they didn't see the exact corpses, there might be a glimmer of life.

However, after seeing the real corpse, no one held on to the so-called hope anymore.

Sadness is Lingchu's tenth year in Luoyao City.

Numbness is Lingchu's ten-year experience in Luoyao City.

She wants to leave.

(End of this chapter)