My soul can rest on the way of heaven

The concert was over, and Ye Yicheng excitedly ran off the stage and ran to Lai Mengmeng.

But she found that her gaze at him became different.

How to describe this gaze?

Mercy, sympathy, firmness... There is also distress, in short, it is too complicated.

Ye Yicheng couldn't describe it for a while, but he was panicked in his heart and hurriedly asked, "Mengmeng, why are you looking at me like this?" "

Lai Mengmeng tightly held Ye Yicheng's hand and said, "Yicheng, I can't imagine that you have had a hard time for so many years, and you have to protect yourself in such an environment where wolves are watching, I will definitely treat you better in the future!" "

"Huh?" Ye Yicheng was confused, what is this?

Lai Mengmeng patted her chest and said firmly: "From now on, your chastity will be guarded by me!" "

Ye Yicheng: "..."

Lai Mengmeng said affectionately, "Even if... In case you accidentally get that wrong, I won't dislike you! I will always be by your side and never give up! "

Ye Yicheng: "..."

Seeing that this pair of Biren had deep feelings, Lin Beifan slipped away with satisfaction.

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At this time, there was a great psychic who secretly came to the Reiki Revival World, and he was the Styx Ancestor of the Flood Barren World.

Among the quasi-saints, his strength was not the strongest, but he was the most difficult one. It is said that the sea of blood does not dry and the Styx does not die, even if the saint wants to kill him, it is very difficult, as long as he hides in the Styx, no one can help him.

So over the years, he has lived a relatively comfortable life.

However, he always had an obsession with holiness in his heart.

Because if you do not become a saint, you will eventually become an ant.

He was proud and naturally did not want to succumb to anyone.

In order to become holy, he also imitated Nuwa to create people, and as a result, he created the Asura Sect, which became a laughing stock of the flood waste.

However, he is still not willing, as long as there is the slightest opportunity, he is willing to try.

Therefore, he has been paying attention to the movements of the saints, and found that in the past few decades, several saints have projected into the world of Reiki Revival, which is very rare, so he paid attention to observe.

Later, God Haotian also projected this world, and also became friends with the co-master of this world.

Later, Sun Wukong, Nezha and others came.

So, he finally couldn't help it.

"Could it be that this Aura Revival World has an organic cause, which can make so many saints move the crowd?"

With such thoughts, he also secretly projected here

Instead, it came to a place where birds sing.

Looking at the ordinary and commonplace scenery, the ancestor of the Styx River was very palpitating: "There are obviously great gods here who have set up a formation here to shield them, what to do?" For what purpose? "

The ancestor of the Styx River observed carefully, and his heart moved: "Is there any rare exotic treasure in this?" "

This situation is common in floods.

Some innate spirit treasures have not yet been unearthed or mature, they are discovered by others first, in order to avoid being discovered by others, a formation is set up to shield, hide, and wait until the time is ripe to come and get it.

"To make the Great God Wizard so careful, there must be extraordinary treasures in it, at least the innate spirit treasure level!" The ancestor of the Styx River smiled: "In this way, it can be discovered by the ancestor and me, it seems that this thing is related to my Styx!" "

Then, he began to break the formation.

Cautious, gentle movements, not to be discovered by the great masters behind it.

When he opened the first floor, Lao Zu saw the rich fairy qi converging in the mountains, as if he had blown up a vortex of spiritual energy, and the scenery was magnificent.

The Styx Old Ancestor was shocked again, and then rejoiced: "What a terrifying fairy vortex, such a powerful devouring ability, even ordinary immortals can't dodge!" Ordinary innate spirit treasures have not moved like this! It seems that this exotic treasure is about to be unearthed, and I came at the right time! Haha..."

The Styx Ancestor was full of power, and after continuing his efforts, he broke through a layer of formation.

This time I saw a different sight.

I saw the heavens descending from the sweet spring, surrounded by immortal blossoms, guarded by major rare birds and beasts, there were thousands of lights in the sky, and purple qi was mighty, and the scenery was very mysterious.

The ancestor of the Styx River was taken aback again: "This is a sign of the birth of a saint!" What kind of treasure can actually cause a saint's vision? Could it be a congenital treasure level baby? "

Thinking of this, the ancestor of the Styx River could not calm down.

Innate treasure, even saints will snatch it.

In the entire Flood Barren World, there are only three things that can be called innate treasures, the Taijitu, the Pangu Banner, and the Donghuang Bell.

Innate Saint Treasures are too rare, but they are all very powerful.

If he had an innate treasure in the Styx, he would dare to wrestle with the saint.

"Serendipity! This is a big opportunity! The Styx ancestor was excited.

After a lifetime of bad luck, I finally met a good thing today, I am really excited!

"Heaven is not thin on me!"

The ancestor of the Styx River couldn't wait to unravel the last layer of the formation, looking forward to the scene where after getting this innate treasure, he would fight the invincible hands in the world and dominate the flood world, and even the saints would treat each other with courtesy.

However, when he opened the last seal, his jaw was about to drop in shock.

"This, this, this... How is it a person? "

The person in front of him was the ordinary Li Changsheng.

Since the last time he swore unsuccessfully and did not leave the gate, he had been cultivating here, devouring the elixir spirit essence left to him by God Haotian, sleeping at night and refusing to slack.

Now, there was not much left left of Haotian God, and he naturally broke through to the immortals.

The lowest-grade immortal is still 108,000 miles away from the Da Luo Golden Immortal.

It's so hard for him.

If God Haotian knew, he might vomit blood in anger.

But the ancestor of the Styx River didn't know ah, looking at Li Changsheng, who was still cultivating in front of him, especially the various visions blooming on his body, even he was very jealous: "What kind of heel is this?" Only a small immortal, cultivation caused such a huge movement? Back then, I didn't have such treatment! "

Looking at the person in front of him, his head was full of brilliance, and his temperament was extraordinary, the old ancestor of the Styx River was moved: "This person must be a great god who is not inferior to me in the future!" "

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