The illumination of white paper fan, making Yu Yuan quite amazed. 白纸扇的发光,令虞渊颇为惊诧。 On the white paper, „brightness must injure four showies black ancient Chinese characters extremely”, soul that such as the dark deep deep pool, as if can, towing. 白纸上,“慧极必伤”四个显目的黑色古字,如黝黑的深潭,仿佛能够将人的灵魂,都给拖曳进去。 Nearby Zhan Tianxiang, notices that the ray of white paper fan, curiously looks. 旁边的詹天象,注意到那把白纸扇的光芒,好奇地看去。 Only looked at one. 只看了一眼。 Zhan Tianxiang closes eyes with amazement, shouted lowly: „Yu Yuan, is your fan, how a matter?” 詹天象骇然闭目,低喝道:“虞渊,你那把扇子,是怎么一回事？” His eye pupil, feels the stabbing pain at this moment, resembled is penetrated by the steel needle. 他的眼瞳,此刻都觉得刺痛,似被钢针穿透了般。 But Yu Yuan, is staring at the white paper fan, with that four black ancient Chinese characters of that white paper fan, naturally does not have a wee bit damages. 而虞渊,凝视着白纸扇,和那白纸扇的那四个黑色古字,自然没有丁点损伤。 „, In my places, after its practiced Wisdom Forging Soul Technique, can it only echo with my soul?” Yu Yuan is secret, „besides me, others , even if visits it, will feel uncomfortable?” “难道说,在我一次次地,借它修行慧极锻魂术后,它只能和我灵魂呼应？”虞渊暗暗惊奇,“除我之外,其余人即便只是看着它,都会觉得难受？” „Yu Yuan!” “虞渊！” Also at this moment, has the person to see the marvelousness of that white paper fan. 也在此刻,另有人看到那把白纸扇的奇妙。 Li Yu grasps „is offering a sacrifice to soul ball”, from the ruins of that remnants of destroyed buildings, before arrives at the Yu Yuan body . 李禹握着“祭魂球”,从那片残垣断壁的废墟,重新来到虞渊身前。 An eye of Li Yu, blooms the different kind appearance, „your the fan, exuded the fluctuation of marvelous soul.” 李禹的一双眼睛,绽放出别样的神采,“你这把扇子,泛起了奇妙的魂之波动。” He aims, on white paper „brightness must injure four plain black character(s) extremely”, surprisingly said again: „Are these four characters, what as if absorbing?” 他指向,白纸上的“慧极必伤”四个古朴黑字,惊奇地再道:“这四个字,仿佛在吸纳着什么？” „Good.” Li Yuchan of distant place, suddenly, responded to one. “不错。”远处的李玉蟾,冷不防地,也回应一句。 This words, only resound in Yu Yuan heart lake, others cannot hear. 此话,只在虞渊心湖响起,旁人是听不见的。 Li Yu grasped to offer a sacrifice to the soul ball, Li Yuchan just promote entered Yin God, two people in sense of smell of soul, other far ultra people on the scene. 李禹手持祭魂球,李玉蟾刚晋入阴神,两人在灵魂的嗅觉方面,远超在场的其他人。 „Strange......” “奇怪……” Grabs Yu Yuan of white paper fan, in the heart whispers, because as this him of paper fan owner, cannot from that four black ancient Chinese characters, induce the unusual sound. 抓着白纸扇的虞渊,心中嘀咕,因为身为这把纸扇主人的他,都没有能够从那四个黑色古字,感应出异常动静。 „I help you sneak a peek.” “我帮你去窥见。” Li Yu ejects that sacrifice soul ball. 李禹抛出那枚祭魂球。 Offers a sacrifice to the soul ball to hang in two people top of the head, the spheroid fluorescence is vast, many mysterious runes twinkles, sway the ray of clear Mongolia. 祭魂球悬于两人头顶,球体荧光浩淼,诸多神秘符文闪烁,挥洒出清濛的光芒。 The ray, shines in this stretch of palace ruins. 光芒,照耀在这片宫殿废墟。 Sees, has the worn-out shading yellow wall, draws scribblings that carves, strange line that the ups and downs wind, just like the living creature to sway from side to side a meeting, suddenly „” one departed. 就见,有破旧的暗黄墙壁,所绘刻的鬼画符般的,曲折蜿蜒的奇诡线条,犹如活物般扭动了一会,忽然“咻”的一下飞出。 Flies into on the white paper fan, that four dark conspicuous four ancient Chinese characters. 飞入白纸扇上,那四个黝黑显眼的四个古字。 Some other ash-gray ancient stone column, is engraving not well-known devil monster and variant soul pattern, was given the life probably suddenly, break free the fetter of stone column, came toward Yu Yuan. 另有灰白色的古老石柱,镌刻着不知名的魔怪、异魂的图案,也像是突然被赋予生命,挣脱了石柱的束缚,朝着虞渊呼啸而来。 After dodging, leisurely enters that „brightness must injure four black ancient Chinese characters extremely”. 一闪后,逸入那“慧极必伤”四个黑色古字。 The icy cold stony soil, engraves certain talisman seal patterns, such as fluctuate for pocket-sized small figure , drills into that four black ancient Chinese characters joyfully jubilantly. 冰凉的石地,刻印着的某些符篆花纹,如变幻为一个个袖珍小人儿,活蹦乱跳地,兴高采烈地,钻入那四个黑色古字。 These pictures, are Li Yu specially through offering a sacrifice to the soul ball, presents looks to Yu Yuan. 这一幕幕画面,是李禹特意通过祭魂球,呈现给虞渊看的。 Yu Yuan is dumbfounded. 虞渊目瞪口呆。 Does the white paper fan that then, must come from the Zhao Family spiritual treasure room, actually contain what secret? 那把,从赵家灵宝斋得来的白纸扇,究竟蕴藏着什么秘密？ Why in the forbidden area deep place, degenerates into the ruins in this palace, can attract wondrous object that these cannot find, floods into on own initiative? 为何在禁地深处,在这沦为废墟的宫殿,能吸引那些瞧不见的奇物,主动地涌入其中？ „Makes me feel unthinkable.” Li Yu deeply inspires, that sacrifice soul ball falls into his palm, his curiously, looks at that very much the white paper fan, deeply is looking at that four black ancient Chinese characters, said: „Swamps into that four characters, is not soul spirit, but is only......” “让我都觉得匪夷所思。”李禹深吸一口气,那枚祭魂球落入他掌心,他很好奇地,看着那把白纸扇,深深望着那四个黑色古字,说:“涌入那四个字的,不是什么魂灵,而只是……” Is frowning, Li Yu is considering, organizes language, „, but is a thought that surviving emotions that leaving behind memory, is not willing to dissipate.” 皱着眉头,李禹斟酌着,去组织语言,“而是一种意念,一种遗留的记忆,不愿消散的残存情绪。” Nearby Zhan Tianxiang, saw marvelously, actually cannot comprehend him the meaning that wants to transmit. 旁边的詹天象,也看到了奇妙,却没有能够领悟他想要传递的意思。 Yu Yuan understood instantaneously. 虞渊瞬间就懂了。 leisurely enters that four ancient black character(s), just like imprint in Earth Soul memory light, dismal emotions that or the inheritance knowledge of some writing, or such as the fan shows. 逸入那四个古老黑字的,犹如烙印在地魂的一枚枚记忆光烁,或某种只有文字的传承知识,亦或者如扇子透出的悲凉情绪。 No aggressivity, no self-awareness, does not save soul power that gathers to well up. 没任何攻击性,没任何的自我意识,也不存聚涌的魂力。 „Pū!” “噗！” Yan Family trial, the nape of the neck place, suddenly spout the blood. 严家的一位试炼者,脖颈处,忽喷涌出鲜血。 „strict Tong!” “严潼！” Yan Lu angrily roars, immediately calls so-called dividing soul rod, for a while clashes in the past. 严禄怒吼一声,立即唤出所谓的分魂棍,第一时间冲过去。 Was called as strict tong trial behind, when does not know gets up, presents a spooky diminutive form. 被称呼为严潼的试炼者身后,不知何时起,出现一个幽幽的矮小身影。 That diminutive form, integrates strict Tong the shadow, died until strict Tong, that diminutive form, was just now discovered. 那矮小身影,融入严潼的影子,直到严潼死了,那矮小的身影,方才被人发现。 But before, grasped to offer a sacrifice to the soul ball Li Yu is also good, cultivate until Yin God Realm Li Yuchan, cannot detect. 而之前,手持祭魂球的李禹也好,修到阴神境的李玉蟾也罢,都未能察觉。 Even, obtains sword soul approval Yu Yuan, cannot induce slightly. 甚至,得到剑魂认可的虞渊,都没能感应出丝毫。 „!” “咻！” dividing soul rod that the golden color and silver ray interweave, such as wipes the electricity, shoots towards that diminutive form. 金色、银色光芒交织的分魂棍,如一抹电,射向那矮小身影。 strict Tong the body, moved quietly. 严潼的躯体,悄然移动了一下。 dividing soul rod punctures immediately in the strict tong chest cavity, pierces his chest, departs from his back. 分魂棍顿时刺在严潼的胸腔,洞穿其胸膛,从其后背飞出。 strict Tong the body, this falls to the ground. 严潼的尸体,这才倒地。 That say/way diminutive form, stands on the strict tong corpse, stands in the pool of blood. 那道矮小身影,就站在严潼尸体上,站在血泊中。 Is a black clothes young lad. 乃是一个黑衣童子。 The black clothes young lad, is looking at ten -year-old appearances, the facial features are fuzzy, illusory, but is not clear. 黑衣童子,望着十来岁的模样,面容模糊,虚幻而不真切。 Silk threads black salt soul thought, in the tong corpse, mingle his blood, was flying severely straightly, in the front of black clothes young lad, concentrates for another strict Tong. 丝丝缕缕的黑灰魂念,从严潼尸体内,混杂着其鲜血,笔直地飞了出来,就在黑衣童子的面前,凝为另外一个严潼。 Then, another strict Tong, integrates the black clothes young lad suddenly. 然后,另外一个严潼,忽然融入黑衣童子。 Originally the fuzzy illusory black clothes young lad, the form wriggles, the rapid change, in a short time, is changing to strict Tong the appearance extremely. 本来模糊虚幻的黑衣童子,身影蠕动,迅速变化着,在极短时间内,就化作严潼的容貌。 Looks, probably young ten years old, probably strict Tong of young lad period. 只是看着,像是年轻了十来岁的,像是童子时期的严潼。 As we all know, he is not strict Tong. 所有人都知道,他并不是严潼。 „Works as!” “当！” The black clothes young lad struck gently, that somehow, stay still dividing soul rod. 黑衣童子轻轻敲打了一下,那根不知何故,静止不动的分魂棍。 Is engraving on dividing soul rod, the golden color and silver pattern, suddenly become incomparably dazzling bright. 镌刻着分魂棍上,金色、银色的花纹,骤然变得无比明耀。 Some new formation, pattern, resembles shortly, was organized by the rearrangement. 某种新的阵列,图案,似在顷刻间,被重新排列摆布。 The palm of black clothes young lad, is grasping dividing soul rod gently, that dividing soul rod is cheering, resembles is greeting in the past master. 黑衣童子的掌心,轻轻握着分魂棍,那分魂棍似在欢呼,似在迎接着往昔的主人。 The Yan Lu complexion is pallid, daytime damn, looks at the that person black clothes young lad, „it, it, was it once your?” 严禄脸色煞白,白日见鬼般,看着那位黑衣童子,“它,它,它曾是你的？” The black clothes young lad beams into a smile, slowly the nod, resembling is acclaiming him to be intelligent. 黑衣童子欣然一笑,缓缓点头,似在赞叹他聪明。 „Yu Yuan!” “虞渊！” Has many people, in this moment, simultaneously looks like. 有很多人,在这一刻,齐齐看来。 The black clothes young lad who comes to inexplicably, the distinct non- good kind, swiftly a appearance, on killed strict Tong, as the forbidden area lawman, Yu Yuan that many evil spirit foreign object put to death, why doesn't have to start? 莫名现身的黑衣童子,分明非善类,倏一出现,就斩杀了严潼,身为禁地执法者,将诸多邪灵异物诛杀的虞渊,为何没下手？ After people loudly shouted, that black clothes young lad, a face ridicules the smile place, looked. 在众人高喝后,那黑衣童子,一脸揶揄笑容地,也望了过来。 Is looking at Yu Yuan. 望着虞渊。 „Sister Li, he is your.” Yu Yuan said suddenly. “李姐姐,他是你的。”虞渊突然道。 „Why?” Li Yuchan is puzzled. “为何？”李玉蟾不解。 „He, with sword soul that I fuse, this side world's ban, and without any malicious intent.” Yu Yuan feels inexplicable, because the arm does not have the scalding hot feeling, has no way to communicate sword soul, making the world ban to respond, the bang kills emits at present suddenly, now continually real flesh, soul spirit distinguishes the unclear black clothes young lad. “他,与我融合的剑魂,这方天地的禁制,并没有恶意。”虞渊都觉得莫名,因为臂膀没有灼热感,没法沟通剑魂,让天地禁制响应,轰杀眼前突然冒出,如今连真实血肉,还是魂灵都分辨不清的黑衣童子。 The black clothes young lad is grasping dividing soul rod, makes an effort to grip slowly tightly. 黑衣童子握着分魂棍,缓缓用力攥紧。 The innumerable dim light, jump to shoot from his palm, seemed by Yan Family, imprint is engraved afterward strength of formation and fetter, because of his washout wash, was shaken forcefully. 无数幽光,从他掌心迸射出来,仿佛是后来被严家,烙印镌刻在内的阵列和束缚之力,因他的冲刷洗涤,被强行震出。 And, there is Yan Lu day and night, pours into the blood qi essence. 其中,也有严禄一个个日夜,灌入其中的气血精气。 He looks at Yan Lu grinningly. 他笑嘻嘻看着严禄。 The Yan Lu corner of the eye, two blood threads, such as the small snake falls to his cheeks. 严禄眼角,有两条血线,如小蛇般向他脸颊滑落。 Small snake blood threads, such as the blade, the place visited, the facial skin of Yan Lu, was torn by blood dripping. 小蛇般的血线,如刀刃,所过之处,严禄的脸皮,被血淋琳撕裂开来。 ...... ……