Chapter 269 Refining

As soon as the golden feather entered the body, Liang Yan's body immediately erupted with a brilliant ray of light. The cyan energy that was originally scattered all over his body was gathered back, and regrouped in the two-color vortex on his dantian like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea.

As the violent energy stabilized again, the abnormal blush all over Liang Yan's body gradually disappeared, and even his breathing gradually stabilized, as if he had overcome this most difficult disaster.

"Huh?!"

The weapon spirit in the white light looked over in surprise, and after a while he said leisurely: "It turns out it's you!"

"Hehe!" A sly smile came from the gray pouch on Liang Yan's waist, and then an old voice said: "This kid can't die. If he dies, you and I will not be able to escape!"

"You have spent a lot of money!" Weapon Spirit said slowly: "As far as I know, you have only trained three of these golden feathers in total, and you actually used one on this kid today!"

The old man in the gray pouch sighed softly: "It's my fault for not being careful. I originally planned to use this kid's spiritual pet to get out of here, but I didn't expect that this kid would instead make a master-servant contract!"

"Oh, it turns out you wanted to seize the body!" The weapon spirit nodded slightly.

"Fart, what happens among monsters, can that be called seizing the body? That's called assimilation!" the voice in the gray pouch shouted dissatisfied.

"Okay! Okay!" Qi Ling waved his hand and said impatiently: "I finally understand. As long as this guy succeeds in building the foundation, you can follow him out of this 'Yunxiao Wonderland', and you will have the opportunity to come back in the future. There is no chance of freedom! But as a body of a weapon spirit, I am destined to disappear with this Shangjing Yuan Tu."

There was a desolation in these words, which made people feel sad. However, the voice in the gray pouch did not seem to buy it. Instead, he smiled and said: "Hey, why do you have to say so bleakly? Being annihilated by ashes is not what you want. Have you? In the past tens of millions of years, has there ever been a moment when you didn’t just want to die?”

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the weapon spirit in the white light did not refute anything, but calmed down. Although the white light covered his face, you could still feel that he was staring at Liang Yan at the moment, as if there was a hint of expectation.

At this moment, Liang Yan was turning a deaf ear to what was going on around him. He was just activating the "Mysterious Turtle Treasure Refining Technique" and went all out to refine the green emperor's relic in his body.

The endless breath of "life" burst out from the "Eternal Mayfly Wood", and then was guided by Liang Yan's body skills, and finally slowly gathered in the two-color vortex on the dantian.

Although the two qi of life and death in the vortex have long been out of balance, with cyan accounting for the vast majority and black only accounting for a small part, there is a golden feather on top of the vortex, and the soft golden light it emits always surrounds the vortex. , to prevent the violently dissipated cyan energy from rushing out of the vortex again and poisoning Liang Yan's meridians and flesh.

I don't know how much time passed like this, but suddenly I saw that the "Eternal Mayfly Wood" shook slightly. There were no longer green threads coming out of it, and the green light covering the wood had also become extremely soft, and there was no longer the same color as before. Feeling violent.

Liang Yan crossed his legs and fell into meditation. He felt that the green emperor's relic wood had become a part of his body and could be driven by him. He immediately recited a magic formula silently in his heart.

Inspired by him, the "Eternal Mayfly Wood" sank all the way from his chest, becoming smaller and smaller, and finally slowly settled into Liang Yan's dantian.

"It's done!"

Liang Yan was overjoyed and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that the black and white of the world around him was slowly fading away, and the whole world returned to its original appearance again.

It's just that while the world is restoring color, it is also undergoing earth-shaking changes. The mountains and rivers are crumbling, the grass and trees are turning to ashes, and everything is disintegrating and collapsing at an alarming speed!

"What's going on?" Liang Yan looked around and asked in surprise.

"Don't worry, this is a normal phenomenon. Now that the 'Eternal Mayfly Wood' has recognized its owner, there is no need for this world in the painting to exist!" Qi Ling said lightly.

"What about the creatures in this world?" Liang Yan asked with some uncertainty: "Those swordsmen of the Kunwu Sword Sect and the demon sect's followers are not like virtual illusions!"

"You are right, not only them, but all the creatures living in the world in this painting are real!" Qi Ling's hollow voice did not contain a trace of emotion: "It is said that one general can make thousands of bones dry up, Qing Emperor Yimu has found a successor, so they have completed their mission, and will naturally perish along with Shangjing Yuantu. These are the rules set by the 'Seekers' back then, and no one can change them."

"Seeker" Liang Yan murmured, then fell silent and never said a word again.

"Haha, actually I still want to thank you." Qi Ling suddenly smiled, but his voice became weaker and weaker.

"As a body of a weapon spirit, I am imprisoned here by the 'Tao Seeker'. I can neither practice nor escape from this cage. I am basically no different from a walking corpse. Now that you break this cage for me, you are also giving me a gift." I am liberated. I hope that in the next life I can have a good pregnancy and become a mortal being who can cultivate."

The voice of the weapon spirit became weaker and weaker, and in the end it was unheard. At the same time, the entire world, mountains and rivers, had all been shattered and collapsed. Even if you didn't see it with your own eyes, you could guess that almost all the residents living in this painting were dead.

Liang Yan looked at the increasingly faint white light group and the gradually blurring figures in it. Suddenly his heart moved and he opened his mouth to say something. However, the next moment, the world collapsed, and boundless darkness enveloped him. The only white light and silhouettes in front of him eventually disappeared into the void.

"Have you gone to reincarnation?"

Liang Yan murmured in his heart, and then his vision went dark, and he could no longer sense anything.

In the darkness, he could only feel the world spinning. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was in a magnificent palace room.

This room is surprisingly large. The roof and floor are paved with gold and stone, and the surrounding walls are decorated with dragons and phoenixes. In the four corners of the room, there are four ever-burning lamps. The lights are extremely bright, as if they have not been burned out for tens of thousands of years.

The strangest thing is that although he can see the whole room, he is not in the room. Or to be precise, he was in a painting in the middle of the room.

This is a huge landscape painting, two feet high and about ten feet long, floating in the air, like a giant scroll slowly unfolding.

The world in the painting stretches for countless miles, and Liang Yan's location is on the top of a mountain in the upper left. It seems that it should be the Kunwu Mountain where he was just now.

"What's going on? Why am I still trapped in the painting? Hasn't the Jing Yuan painting self-destructed?" Liang Yan was full of questions now.