all the way to fairy

Chapter 252 Small shadow building (4)

Being in the enemy's camp, Wei Lin didn't dare to practice, so after reading Zhenjun Fujian's pulse case, he simply found a medical book to read.

In the opposite room, there is also a monk who is a good doctor, with a golden core cultivation base, and his room is as bright as beans. As for whether he is practicing or doing something, he doesn't know.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Lin stayed here for three days and had already seen Zhenjun Fujian, but he had no chance to do anything.

At every moment, Zhenjun Fujian has two or three people guarding him, and among them there must be a cultivator at the Golden Core stage.

Fortunately, because of the misty swamp, Yuanying Zhenjun, who was stationed here before, went to the sea to set up an army; otherwise, after killing Fu Jian, how to escape would also be a problem.

Tonight, it's his turn.

Zhenjun Fujian is located in an underground secret room in the center of the small building. There is a team of disciples from the Foundation Establishment Stage guarding the passage leading to the secret room. Walking through the long passage is a spacious stone room.

In the center of the stone room is a bed of ice, which is made of thousands of years of ice. It is extremely cloudy and cold. It seems that the soul will be frozen when it is close. Zhenjun Fujian lay on the bed.

Because of the cold air emanating from the ice bed, these foundation-building monks could not bear it for a long time. There were no guards outside the stone room, and his shift only needed to be in the stone room with the young disciples who were in charge of taking care of him.

At the boundary between the outside and the inside of the stone room, a monk of the Jindan period stood with his hands hanging down. He was dressed in a simple gray robe without any decorations, and there was only a simple hairpin on his head. From head to toe, he was extremely simple.
If he hadn't accidentally caught a glimpse of the fearful expressions of several healers who were also Golden Core cultivators, he might have regarded him as an ordinary guard.

After paying more attention, Wei Lin found that Steward Lin would report to that person every morning. Obviously, he was the actual person in charge here, and Steward Lin was only in name.

And this, Ji Ruochen did not say.

Wei Lin sneered in his heart, Ji Ruochen was so brave, he dared to play tricks in such a situation.

If nothing unexpected happened to this Master Chu, he should be Chu Xingwen, the eldest disciple of Zhenjun Fujian, the eldest disciple who is in charge of Yifeng, his talent, strength and wealth must not be bad, and he is not in the same breath as other Jindan monks.

He held the pulse case, carefully looked through the long case in the outer room, went in every half an hour to check the situation of Fu Jian, and briefly told the young disciples who were taking care of him some matters.

Because Fu Jian's condition is stable, now he just needs to be taken care of according to the previous method, and he has been lying in bed for eight years, and the young disciple who is taking care of him is familiar with everything, so he doesn't need to say anything, so he just muddled through. No stuffing.

Pretending to give Zhenjun Fujian his pulse, and stretching his eyelids to see, he could feel that there was a line of sight at the door that had been following him since he got up.

He calmly whispered to his little disciple: "Look carefully, and call me immediately if there is any situation."

At five o'clock, he got up again after the routine inspection, and walked outside. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of joy flashing across Chu Xingwen's eyebrows, and then turned his head slightly and lowered his eyelids.

Wei Lin's heart skipped a beat, someone was sending him a sound transmission!
With a calm expression, he walked to the desk in the outer room and sat down, lowered his head and checked his pulse, thinking in his heart, who would transmit the sound to him?
With a joyful face, it is obvious that it cannot be someone from Xiaozhu. The situation here is all under Chu Xingwen's control, and the only thing that makes him happy is Fujian Zhenjun's awakening.

This matter is not established now, that is what happened outside.

Being able to transmit sound to him through many barriers and formations, the person who transmits the sound must have a high level of cultivation, and most of them are in the middle and late stages of Nascent Soul.

Wei Lin was in a hurry, hesitating whether to do it directly, at this moment, Chu Xingwen suddenly said, "I'll go out for a while, you guys watch carefully."

The opportunity is coming!

Wei Lin turned his head to look at him, there was a momentary doubt in his eyes, but soon the doubt was suppressed, he stood up and responded respectfully, watching Chu Xingwen leave.

The opportunity is fleeting, don't think about it, if Chu Xingwen goes out to do something that takes a certain amount of time, he will definitely let other Jindan monks come over to guard; if it is short, he will return soon.

"what?"

Wei Lin sighed lightly, with doubts flashing on his face, his figure flickered to the front of the ice bed, waiting for the disciple who was taking care of Zhenjun Fujian to be distracted and he waited for an opportunity to strike, but the disciple suddenly turned his head and said in surprise: "True Monarch I'm about to wake up! Daoyou Ji, take a quick look, are you about to wake up?"

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Wei Lin nodded, and took two steps forward to the bedside. The luminous pearl above his head illuminated the room brightly, and the mist overflowing from the ice bed did not affect him at all.

The man on the bed rolled his eyeballs rapidly, and his heartbeat also fluctuated, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. The medical books and handbooks these days were not in vain. This situation is indeed about to wake up.

He smiled: "It's time to wake up."

The disciple was even more excited and threw himself on the ice bed, staring at him without blinking, and muttering to himself: "It's been eight years, more than eight years, and Zhenjun is finally about to wake up."

Mo Lijian quietly appeared in his hand, and he calmly turned his head to look at the young man in the foundation stage who was crouching in front of the bed of ice. He turned his wrist slightly, and the sharp cold light of the sword was obscured by the dense fog in the room.

"Zhenjun, you are awake!"

The voice of surprise moved Wei Lin's gaze from his disciples to Fu Jian on the bed.

Zhenjun Fujian slowly opened his eyes, as if breaking free from a predicament, staring blankly at the night pearl above his head.

The boy beside the bed wept with joy, his voice attracted Zhenjun Fujian's attention, and his eyes turned to him, he clearly knew the boy, his eyes softened, thinking of something, he half opened his mouth and wanted to speak urgently, but he only uttered a hoot Ho sound.

"what?"

When he just woke up, his voice was extremely hoarse, and the words he spit out seemed to be stuck in his throat, very vague.

Seeing that the two of them were not paying attention to him, Wei Lin threw the long sword in his hand and inserted it into the boy's vest.

The coolness in his heart made the young man slightly startled, his mind went blank, he was a little unable to react, and Zhenjun Fujian on the bed was finally able to spit out complete words.

His words made the dying boy stunned again for a moment, and when the boy finally reacted and wanted to give an early warning, unprecedented darkness instantly overwhelmed his consciousness.

"Yue, Yue, the person who opened the seal is called Yue."

As soon as Fu Jian's words fell, the boy beside the bed tilted his head and fell on the edge of the bed. Just now his mind was thinking about how to speak, and he had just woken up again. He was very dull in all aspects. Looking at the fallen boy, he realized that No, there was a faint smell of blood in the cold air.

"you--"

As soon as he raised his head and said a word, a bloody long sword was inserted into his heart, and the heart that had just been active was smashed to pieces by the sword energy in an instant.

Wei Lin stretched out his hand to check Tanfujian's breath, and after confirming that he was dead, he quickly took off the young man's robe and put it on himself, and then put down a few explosive symbols beside the ice bed, leaving a few sword qi around him.

As long as someone comes in and triggers the sword energy, the Explosion Talisman will be activated and the corpse of Zhenjun Fujian will be blown up.

The great sect has a profound background, if there is any unknown method to check the memory of the dead monk's soul, wouldn't all this be in vain.

Finally, in the outside room, he poured out all the Shufangyi on his body, and sprinkled it all over the stone room. Then he lowered his head and hurried out.

"Junior Brother Jin, why did you come out?"

Seeing him, the guards outside were very surprised. Chu Zhen only took the time to leave a cup of tea, but he also came out.

Wei Lin kept on stepping, his voice trembling with excitement, "Zhenjun is awake, Ji Daoyou is taking his pulse inside, I will go to Chu Zhenren and Peng Zhenren."

"Really?"

The guard was overwhelmed with surprise, so he heard 'Junior Brother Jin' say: "By the way, send a few people in to guard quickly."

When the guard heard it, Junior Brother Jin left, so Ji Ruochen was the only one inside, and he was from the Xuanyu Sect. He immediately brought a few people in, and naturally there was no life after entering.

Wei Lin continued to move forward, turned a corner, and a Golden Core cultivator walked towards him, who should be the person Chu Xingwen sent to replace him.

Without waiting for the other party to ask, he hurriedly said: "Zhenjun is awake, Zhenren is going to take a look, I will call others."

Hearing that Fu Jian woke up, the real person was overjoyed, and without thinking about it, his figure disappeared at the end of the corridor in a flash.

Wei Lin let out a breath and used his body skills to the extreme. When he was only a foot away from the exit of the secret room, he stopped, and the bamboo moonlight lotus in the sea of ​​consciousness swayed a few times, and the coolness was like ripples on the lake. layer pass.

He froze, Ah Li was nearby.

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