After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 323 Sword Spirit

"..."

Xu Hanyi stood there quietly, her eyes moving back and forth between Ran and Lin Chuan. After a moment's silence, she nodded slightly.

"If you need anything in the future, you can come to Tianjian Peak of Qingluan Holy Land to find me at any time."

After saying that, she flew quickly towards the direction where the demon ancestor left.

"Before I came, I set up a trap on the west side of the battlefield. He's inside it now. As for whether you can catch up, that depends on your own ability."

Ran raised her eyes slightly, and spoke calmly in the direction where Xu Hanyi left, her voice neither hurried nor slow.

As she spoke, Ran slowly withdrew her hand from Lin Chuan's mouth, curled her white fingers slightly, and then squeezed the wound hard.

As the pressure was applied, a drop of golden blood appeared faintly at the wound. Ran didn't dare to delay for even a moment, and quickly raised her hand to Lin Chuan's mouth.

"I've almost extended your lifespan by forty years. I've done my best..."

Ran's voice was weak and tired, her face was as pale as paper, without a trace of blood. Her originally lively light golden eyes were now dull and lifeless, and her aura was extremely weak.

Just when she was about to withdraw her hand, Lin Chuan seemed to sense something and instinctively put his mouth to the wound.

"Um?!"

Ran snorted softly, and the strange feeling quickly spread from the palm of her hand, making her frown slightly.

A faint blush crept up her fair face like the sunset, adding a different color to her pale face.

"It's extremely difficult for me to force out even a drop of this origin blood, so how can you possibly obtain it this way?"

Ran shook her head gently, with a hint of helplessness and anger in her tone.

After saying that, she was about to pull her hand back with a little force, but suddenly she caught a glimpse of a black and white air flowing rapidly around Lin Chuan.

Her wound was actually pulled by the black and white air, and a drop of golden blood flowed out quietly, dripping right into Lin Chuan's mouth.

"..."

Lin Chuan slowly opened his eyes, and when his gaze fell on the pale and shaky Ran, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, a hint of color finally appeared on his originally lifeless face, and half of his white hair had turned back to black.

When his eyes fell on the palm of his hand with two deep wounds near his mouth, he pondered for a moment and then reacted instantly.

"Senior Ran..."

Lin Chuan looked at the woman in the green dress in front of him, his voice full of gratitude.

But when his eyes met Ran's, he found that she was looking straight at him, with a hint of elusive emotion in her light golden eyes.

"Can you let me see the two completely different spiritual powers in you?"

Although Ran's voice was weak, it was filled with a firmness that could not be refused.

Lin Chuan was slightly startled, a little surprised that Ran would make such a request, but thinking of the price Ran paid to save him, he nodded slightly without hesitation.

"Shh!"

He just spread out his palms slightly, and in an instant, the yin and yang forces in his palms were like two nimble dragons, entwining and circling each other.

"See the white and guard the black to get a glimpse of the mystery."

Ran murmured to herself, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

"Is it him?"

Her voice was very soft, as if she was asking Lin Chuan, but also as if she was asking herself.

"What is not me?"

Lin Chuan looked at Ran with a bewildered expression, his eyes full of puzzlement.

"..."

Ran was silent for a moment, looked at Lin Chuan with a puzzled face, and shook her head slightly.

"Nothing, I just consumed too much of my essence and blood. You stay here to protect me."

Her voice was a little weak, but it was filled with unquestionable determination.

After saying that, Ran slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, adjusted her posture, and closed her eyes.

Her long eyelashes drooped gently like butterfly wings, and her already pale face now looked even more haggard. A faint emerald green spiritual energy lingered around her, as if she was struggling to recover.

"Senior Ran, just rest assured and recover."

Lin Chuan was slightly startled, then nodded solemnly.

A drizzle was falling, and the sun slowly parted the dark clouds. The battlefield shrouded in evil spirits saw light again, and the rain gradually subsided.

At this moment, a clear sword chant suddenly sounded, breaking the surrounding tranquility.

Lin Chuan looked in the direction of the sound, his pupils suddenly shrinking. He saw that the white longsword, which was originally half-inserted into the ground on the battlefield, suddenly flew up on its own.

The sword flashed with a cold light and carried a fierce momentum as it rushed towards the direction where he and Ran were.

"Fuck, Senior Ran, how about you wake up and let's move to make way for that forbidden immortal weapon?"

Lin Chuan quickly summoned the Qingluan Tower and Huangquan, holding the Starry Night, and acted as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"..."

Ran didn't say anything and continued to sit quietly, but her consciousness was looking in shock at the yin and yang energy that was constantly moving around in her body and helping her restore her original essence and blood.

This power was gentle yet full of vitality, and it extremely slowly repaired her damaged essence, leaving her completely shocked.

By the time she noticed the forbidden immortal weapon rapidly attacking her, Lin Chuan had already met it without hesitation.

"Quickly open!"

Ran's voice was filled with anxiety, exploding in Lin Chuan's ears.

She suddenly opened her eyes, and her originally dull light golden eyes were now full of worry and tension.

As the snow-white sword approached fiercely, the Starry Night Sword in Lin Chuan's hand trembled wildly, as if it was afraid of the forbidden immortal weapon in front of it.

However, Lin Chuan's eyes were firm, and he showed no intention of retreating. He continued to swing his sword without hesitation.

"Qiang!"

A crisp and harsh collision sound was heard, and Xingye and the snow-white sword finally clashed.

But to Lin Chuan's surprise, at the moment of contact, the starry night melted quickly like ice and snow, turning into specks of light and merging into the snow-white sword.

"???"

Lin Chuan's face was full of confusion. Before he could recover from the shock of the Starry Night Sword melting away, he suddenly felt dizzy, as if the whole world was spinning wildly.

The next moment, his consciousness fell into a dark space.

"here it is……"

Lin Chuan felt uneasy, and a strong sense of the unknown gripped his heart.

He hurriedly activated his spiritual eyes, trying to penetrate the endless darkness, but it was all in vain. The spiritual eyes were useless here, and the surroundings were still pitch black.

"I have refined your unformed sword spirit. As compensation, you can take me with you temporarily. From now on, I can help you three times."

A cold female voice seemed to come from a distant void and rang slowly in Lin Chuan's ears. The voice was without a trace of emotion, but it made Lin Chuan's heart tremble.

Before he could react, the world spun around him again, and Lin Chuan felt as if his consciousness was being pulled by a powerful force.

The darkness around him, which was originally as thick as ink, faded away madly, and then his consciousness suddenly returned to his body.

……