Chapter 368: My lovely wife came at night, and my spiritual roots grew in my dream

"The real battle..."

Song Lin slowly opened his eyes and found himself back at the familiar Jianya Xuanfeng.

This is Jinlin Palace.

Han Tuizhi specially sent people to build a Taoist palace for him.

Because Song Lin doesn't like to be disturbed, usually only Song Yuyan lives here.

"Husband, husband~~" A woman's gentle call came to my ears.

"you……"

Song Lin's hazy vision gradually became clear, and Song Yuyan's surprised face came into view.

"Husband, you finally woke up! I...I'll go call Senior Brother Seven!"

Say it.

Song Yuyan stepped on her lotus feet and trotted out.

"How long have I been in a coma? The Nine Dragons ascended to heaven, the Li family was destroyed... the blood curse... even my grandfather died, why am I still alive?"

Song Lin sat up and looked around blankly.

suddenly.

His expression changed.

Sensing inside the body.

There was a sense of emptiness throughout his body, and the seventy-two strands of magic power that were about to overflow suddenly dissipated.

"Am I useless again?"

"No! No!"

Song Lin frowned and thought.

He clearly felt that his physical condition was better than ever before.

The blood circulation is unobstructed and vitality is abundant.

It was as if the seventy-two strands of magical power had all been transformed into his body, laying a solid foundation for him again.

But no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't generate a single bit of magical power.

"Wow~~"

Song Lin stretched out his hand and gently squeezed the bedside. Immediately, the rosewood bed frame turned into powder in his palm. Under the huge force, the friction even generated heat and ignited a flame.

With a flick of his hand, the flame went out.

Song Lin frowned again.

"My strength has greatly increased, and I can be called a holy fighting body. But where has my magic power gone? I can't rely on my physical body to fight from now on, right? I can't even fly, how can I fight against the demons in the sky..."

for a long time.

Song Lin tried many methods and finally gave up.

"Do I have to change my sect and become a disciple of Douzhan Xuanfeng? As a dignified swordsman, I have to fight in close combat with others... Although Douzhan Xuanfeng's fighting method is not bad, it is not my way after all."

"Ah~~"

Song Lin lowered his head, his face full of worry.

After a while.

Song Yuyan came back alone, looking timid and uneasy.

"Husband, Senior Brother Shen has also gone out."

and also?
Song Lin patted his dizzy head.

He asked, "First tell me what time it is now, how long I have been unconscious, and what happened outside. Don't be afraid, sit down and tell me slowly."

"My husband, please don't think I'm dumb."

Song Yuyan nodded obediently, sitting beside Song Lin like a young wife, and whispered, "My husband has been in a coma for nearly a year. Now is the second day of the second month, the day when the dragon raises its head."

“It’s been a year!”

Song Lin was surprised.

"Many, many things have happened in this year. Nine dragon peaks rise from the east, each one is like a pillar of heaven, forming a momentum of nine dragons ascending to the sky."

Song Yuyan's face was tense as she carefully spoke out the information she knew, fearing that she would miss anything.

"Now half of Cangzhou has fallen, and demons are rampant everywhere. Donglin Xianya and the Holy King of Cangzhou have fully united, with my eldest brother Han Tuizhi as the commander-in-chief and the Holy King's divine general 'Cang Shentong' as the deputy commander, leading hundreds of millions of troops to fight against the demons at the border."

"The other brothers are helping on the battlefield, only the seventh brother, Shen Zanggu, often comes back to visit my husband."

Hear the words.

Song Lin asked in confusion: "Why is the eldest brother the commander? Where is the headmaster, the Holy King of Cangzhou, and the master?"

"The headmaster... has fallen."

"what!"

Song Lin's heart was shocked.

Song Yuyan subconsciously clenched her palms.

He said timidly, "In April, a great battle took place on the Donglin Immortal Cliff. I was in the Golden Scale Palace at the time and saw a fairy sword fly up from the Zuowang Peak and escape into the sky."

"That day."

"The sky and earth lost their color, and the sun and moon lost their light."

"A huge hole was poked in the sky above the clouds, and the entire Donglin Fairy Cliff fell into an eternal night. Later, they all said that the Sword Master met the enemy in the sky and returned with a great victory. He once again transformed into a sword and practiced on the Zuowang Peak, not caring about the world..."

"A month later, news spread from Wudao Xuanfeng that the headmaster had passed away."

Song Yuyan seemed to know what Song Lin was going to ask, and said, "I don't know the specific reason either. This matter is extremely secret and only a few people know about it."

"The reason why I know so much is that Senior Brother Shen specifically asked me to tell you."

In the bedroom.

Song Lin and Song Yuyan sat side by side, with their heads down in silence.

The mysterious headmaster who seemed to have everything under control in his mind had passed away just like that.

The Sword Master met the enemy in the sky and returned victorious. The head of the Donglin Sect fell and returned to reincarnation.

If this matter was not related, he would never believe it.

No matter what.

The reincarnation destiny disk did not give any clues, and he really didn't know where the unknown enemy in the sky came from.

"That is to say, the strongest fighting force in Donglin now is only the Saint King of Cangzhou." Song Lin sighed, feeling heavy in his heart.

The head master has passed away, and the life or death of the high priest is unknown.

The Sword Master transformed into a sword again, and it was obvious that the situation was not good.

Today, billions of evil demons from the Netherworld have wreaked havoc on the world, and no one can control the three ancient demon leaders. One can imagine how difficult the battle on the front line is.

And he.

But he became a useless person who lost his magic power and only had a physical body.

"Am I destined to be just a supporting role in this life?" Song Lin looked at the sunlight outside the window, feeling confused.

Seeing Song Lin like this, Song Yuyan couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

She stretched out her hand timidly, as if trying to smooth out his frown, but stopped in mid-air.

"correct."

Song Lin turned his head abruptly: "How did I survive? Was it the headmaster who saved me, or was it the master?"

"I do not know either."

Song Yuyan shook her head blankly.

"I heard that one day you were trapped in the blood curse and on the verge of death. Suddenly, a golden light appeared around your waist, and your entire body was wrapped into a cocoon like a golden bowl."

"Then--"

"Second Brother, they took you back to Jianya Xuanfeng, and the battle in the sky broke out."

"Later."

"The battle on the front line is getting more and more intense. Every day, there are golden bodies falling, and even Dharma Immortals returning to reincarnation. My brothers have all gone to support the front line, and I am the only one left to take care of you."

“This has been going on for a year.”

"The golden light on your body gradually faded, and you were able to eat and drink instinctively. Only then did Senior Brother Shen feel relieved to leave. From then on, you only came back once every one or two months."

"belt?"

Song Lin lowered his head and looked at his waist.

But he found that the dark gold belt that was supposed to be there had disappeared without a trace.

"Husband, husband..."

Song Yuyan said hesitantly.

"what happened?"

Song Lin raised his head. "No, nothing." Song Yuyan shook her head violently and swallowed what she wanted to say.

She wanted to say.

Over the past year, there has been a strange feeling, as if there was another non-existent person in the Golden Scale Palace besides the two of them.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

Song Yuyan thought: There shouldn’t be any ghosts in this world, right?
Her husband didn't like her in the first place.

If I say these inexplicable words, I'm afraid I'll be disliked again.

"I want to be alone, please go out first."

Song Lin sighed.

"Yes, husband."

Song Yuyan bowed gently, took three steps back, and then turned and left.

these years.

She had gotten used to everything on the mountain and also got used to Song Lin's lukewarm attitude towards her.

'Song Yuyan' at the foot of the mountain has not been heard for many years.

She had already prepared to live out her life in the mountains, and gradually began to regard Song Lin as her husband. Especially after taking care of her all year long and looking at his face day and night.

As for my sister...I hope she lives a happy life.

It’s better to find a good family, not like her...

In the bedroom.

"My injuries are getting better, could it be because of the Hunyuan Jinmu?"

Song Lin closed his eyes slightly, his mind sinking into his thoughts.

[Spiritual roots: gold (59), wood (30), water (50), fire (30), earth (30), wind (30), thunder (30) - the rest (208)]

【Fortune: 45/49】

【Law (0/72), God (19), Spirit (1), Sword (18), Knife (18)】

"really!"

"My gold spiritual root increased directly from 50 to 59. It was the Hunyuan Jinmu who helped me in secret!"

With the disappearance of the golden belt, Song Lin finally remembered the past events in the Golden Cave.

"That belt has been with me for so long... Thank you. I wonder if you are doing well now?"

Song Lin lowered his head.

Looking at the empty belt area, he thanked her softly.

Suddenly, I felt sleepy.

"After losing my magic power, my body became sleepy." A thought flashed through Song Lin's mind, and then he fell on the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.

Swish~~
An illusory figure gradually condensed from the air.

She turned into a graceful woman with long black hair and a light golden gauze. She looked at Song Lin quietly for a while, then leaned over to lean against him and slowly closed her pair of golden eyes.

Wisps of golden air rippled between the two people's bodies.

They blend perfectly and are deeply entangled.

The next day.

The sky is blue and the clouds are white, and the sky is clear.

Song Lin opened his eyes in bed and saw a woman sitting quietly beside the bed.

"Husband, you're awake."

Song Yuyan said happily.

"Ah."

Song Lin suddenly paused in his movement to get up, and his hand, which was resting on the pillow, touched a long hair.

"you……"

Song Lin looked at the other half of the bed that seemed to have been slept in for many years, frowned and asked: "Have you been sleeping in the same bed as now for the past year?"

"I-I didn't."

Song Yuyan lowered her head in panic and said timidly, "Well, only when I'm tired occasionally."

"Husband."

She suddenly raised her head and said nervously, "I, I didn't do this on purpose. I was just afraid that something might happen to you and I wouldn't be able to find out in time... It was Senior Brother Ma who told me to do this."

"..."

Seeing her expression, Song Lin was speechless.

The frown gradually relaxed.

She said softly, "You and I are originally husband and wife. I don't know whether I am dead or alive, but you have never left me. How can I blame you? It's just that..."

"Just what?"

Song Yuyan felt relieved, but then felt tense again.

"nothing."

Song Lin shook his head slightly.

There is always a strange feeling lingering in my heart.

"My husband, I will help you wash up."

Song Yuyan mustered up the courage to say.

"Ah."

Song Lin nodded calmly.

"Thank you, husband!"

Song Yuyan immediately raised her head in surprise.

In the past, Song Lin had always avoided close contact with her. This was the first time he allowed her to serve him, well, while he was awake.

"This girl~~"

Song Lin sighed slightly in his heart.

Song Yuyan in this life is so weak that it makes people feel distressed.

Perhaps knowing the other party's efforts over the past year, Song Lin gradually stopped rejecting him.

Time passes day by day.

Song Lin and Song Yuyan were the only ones left at Jianya Xuanfeng, living on the mountain like an ordinary couple.

Song Lin, who had lost his magical powers, would feel sleepy every night. Sometimes, he would even fall asleep on Song Yuyan's shoulder while chatting with her without her noticing.

Days like this are plain and warm.

He didn't ask about what was happening down the mountain because knowing would not help.

The most urgent task is to restore the lost magic power.

But he always had a strange feeling in his heart.

We are clearly living together as a couple, but why does it seem like there is always a third person around?

"That's really weird. Could it be that my magic power has been eaten by someone?"

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

Song Lin did not wait for Shen Zanggu to return, but received an invitation from Douzhan Xuanfeng.

"Searching for pleasure, Junior Brother."

A disciple of Douzhan Xuanfeng, who was wearing a tiger skin and had thick hair and looked like an ape, arrived in front of Jinlin Palace.

"This is the arrangement made by the headmaster before he passed away. Please come visit my Douzhan Xuanfeng."

"Oh?"

Song Lin's eyes flashed.

really.

The mysterious master had already anticipated everything.

An hour later.

Song Lin stepped into Douzhan Xuanfeng for the first time.

First look.

He saw a huge stone tablet right in front of the mountain gate.

The words "fighting" were engraved on the front of the stone tablet, and the words "dragon and elephant" were engraved on the other side.

"what!"

(End of this chapter)