Soon, the three of them walked to a building. The building faced south and was magnificent. The wall facing the avenue was a hundred feet wide.

Yan Lan looked up and saw a five-foot-high and four-foot-wide gate standing in front of her. In the middle of the gate, there were five large seal characters written on it - Mifanzong Posthouse. The six-foot-high bluestone wall could not even block it.

Live in tall buildings inside.

"It really is a famous sect. The post houses here are of extraordinary scale." Yan Lan secretly exclaimed, feeling that these buildings were much larger than those on Little Tianlu.

"You two, please follow me." Wu Se smiled and slowly led the way.

Ziyi also opened her eyes wide and looked at the majestic Mifanzong Posthouse, showing shock and curiosity.

Walking to the red door of the post house, Wu Se's right hand flashed with golden light, and he pressed it on the door. The door flashed with red light, and Wu Se slowly opened the door, revealing a wide gap between the two of them, and called Yan and Lan to go.

Come in and close the door immediately.

Yan Lan walked into the post house and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Behind the vermilion gate is a square of 60 feet square. The square is paved with bluestone and is flat and solid. In the center of the square is a cauldron of incense burners as tall as a person. The smoke curls up, making it quite misty.

Looking further ahead, there are nine steps. There are three rows of steps. In the center of each two rows of steps, there are many unknown exotic flowers and plants, which are extremely fragrant.

Looking further up, there is another square. Further north of the square, there is a huge temple main hall building, with only one floor, but nine feet high. The golden tiles and red beams are full of treasure, peaceful and solemn, which makes people feel awe.

, in awe.

On both sides of Xianglu Square, there are more exotic flowers and plants, which are extremely dense and make the whole courtyard very peaceful and remote.

Yan Lan looked up and saw that behind the main hall building were temple buildings that were taller than the last. Looking at them, there were as many as seven or eight rows.

"Buddhist Posthouse is so spectacular that it seems to be competing with other forces. It seems that Buddhism is not all empty-handed!" Yan Lan saw many large buildings along the way, and secretly sighed that the forces in Guiwu Posthouse were entrenched and complicated.

It seems peaceful, but in fact it is a place of trouble and trouble.

"This is just the post house of our Mifan sect in Guiwu Post City. There are even larger posts in other post cities. The main mountain gate of our Mifan sect is even more extensive and magnificent, which cannot be matched by these post houses.

"Bi." Wu Se smiled with a smile on his face, as if he had founded the Mifan Sect on such a large scale. But it's not surprising that any disciple of a famous sect wouldn't be proud to be in it.

Realizing that he was showing off his lust unnaturally, Wu Se touched his shiny head and said with a smile: "Actually, the Tiangang Gate is quite big. It's almost dawn, so I'll take you to rest early."

Wu Se took Yan Lan and the two of them up the nine stone steps and walked around from the side corridor of the main hall to the inner courtyard. They didn't meet a single person along the way. Finally, they found a small courtyard in the side courtyard with dozens of sets.

The wing rooms are basically unoccupied and are used to receive outsiders.

"You can check in as you like. There are hot water and toiletries in the room. I'll get you some vegetarian food." Wu Se gave the order and then left.

"Yi'er, go to this room, I'll be next door to you. You should wash up, eat something later, and rest early." Yan Lan warned lovingly.

Ziyi nodded with a faint look, then opened the door and walked into the room.

At this time, Wuse walked over quickly, holding a wooden rice basket in his hand. "Brother Yanlan, I won't disturb you anymore. This is a vegetarian meal. Leave it at the door after you use it. Someone will pick it up. I'm going to sit in meditation.

, if you have anything to do, go to the third row of the main hall and you can find me."

Yan Lan took the rice basket and watched Wu Se leave. Then he opened the rice basket, took out a steamed bun and a melon and started to chew on it. Now that he had lost all his spiritual power, he was like a mortal and needed whole grains to sustain his life.

After eating, his stomach was slightly full, so he placed the rice basket at the door of Ziyi's room and said: "Sister Yi'er, the rice is placed at your door. You can take it to eat after you put it away. I'm full."

"Yeah!" Ziyi responded softly.

Yan Lan walked into the room, took off her shabby clothes, washed herself carefully, and put on a set of light cyan clothes. She suddenly felt comfortable and her face was radiant.

Yan Lan suddenly lay on the bed. He had never been so peaceful and soothing since he fell into the mortal world.

"Uncle Qingxuan." Qingxuan's kind and unyielding look appeared in front of her eyes, and Yan Lan felt an inexplicable pain in her heart.

"Don't worry, Uncle Qingxuan, I will definitely avenge you and fulfill your last wish." Yan Lan murmured to herself as she tried to calm herself down.

Trying her best to suppress her thoughts about Qingxuan, Yan Lan focused her energy on herself.

"Now that I have lost all my spiritual power, how can I repair my spiritual roots and practice again? Also, in the cave, an inexplicable burst of energy erupted from my body. Why? Could it be the help of the Zen Heart of Compassion?" Yan Lan thought about it.

For a moment, I thought of the golden pendant hanging around my neck.

Yan Lan took the Ci Yuan Zen Heart and looked at it carefully.

The Zen heart is purple-gold in color and is in the shape of an inch-long column. Both ends are marked with lotus flowers, and the body of the column has nine dragons coiled around it.

"Now in my whole body, only this Zen mind is the most magical. It must have been the Zen mind that saved my sister Yi'er and me in times of crisis. However, why did this Zen mind have no reaction when I was attacked by that mysterious powerful man?

, could it be that the fetal energy of alien beasts protects the body, and when life is not threatened, the Zen mind will turn a blind eye?"

Yan Lan shook his head slightly, unable to think of the reason for the moment. Now his soul power has barely recovered and he cannot enter the Zen Heart Space at all.

"The most urgent task is to try my best to restore the power of my soul, and then try to enter the Zen Heart Space. I wonder if the golden superpower can help me restore my spiritual roots."

Yan Lan frowned, pondered for a moment, and then sat cross-legged, integrating her soul into the soul essence and concentrating on tempering it.

After practicing like this for nine days, Yan Lan slowly woke up.

During this period, Ziyi wanted to knock on Yanlan's door several times, but she thought that Yanlan had been quiet for a long time, so she must have personal things to do. In addition, Wuse sensed that Yanlan was just immersed in cultivation outside the house, so she didn't need to worry.

She had no choice but to practice in another room with peace of mind.

Yan Lan's soul power moved, and she exhaled a deep breath, thinking: "The power of the soul has finally recovered to 30%, and I can enter the Zen heart space to practice. Well, I don't know how long I have been practicing. Let's go out and see Yi'er first.

younger sister."

Yan Lan opened the door and walked into the courtyard. There was no one around.

"Squeak!"

There was a soft sound of the door opening behind me.

Yan Lan turned his head and found Ziyi opening the door and coming out. He glanced at Ziyi up and down, but his eyes widened, and his eyes suddenly became full of energy.

At this moment, Ziyi is dressed in white, with her hair flowing naturally behind her, pink lips and tender nose, bright eyes, slightly raised breasts like buds waiting to bloom in spring, and her tight waist has slightly revealed the curves of a girl, although it is still

She has not yet reached the age of being charming, but she already has an unparalleled elegance.

Eleven-year-old Ziyi has dyed eyebrows and a pretty face. Compared with the fairies in the sky, she is no less delicate.

Ziyi's eyes were dark, and she looked up at Yanlan.

At this moment, Yan Lan is also heroic and heroic. The previous dilapidated and haggard appearance has been completely removed. In addition, the power of his soul has been restored to 30%, making him look even more gentle, clear and majestic.

"Brother Lan'er..." Ziyi's eyes turned red, and she took a step forward, gently laying her head on Yan Lan's shoulder, putting her hands on Yan Lan's chest, and sobbing softly.

Yan Lan looked at Ziyi who was leaning in front of him, sniffing the girl's fragrance, and Ling Yu's appearance appeared in her mind. Back then, Ling Yu was leaning against him so gently, so gentle and charming.

Let him be intoxicated.

"Ling Yu and Zi Yi are somewhat similar. Their origins and fates are so elusive."

Yan Lan gently stroked Ziyi's flowing hair. If Ziyi wasn't shorter than Ling Yu, he might have mistaken Ziyi for Ling Yu unknowingly.

Ling Yu was his childhood sweetheart and the most trustworthy and considerate person in front of him. Although Ziyi had only known each other for a short time, she was very close to him and even used her frail body to protect him from the captain in black.

Killing.

Yan Lan sighed slightly and felt the soft sobbing of the person in her arms. She patted her shoulder gently and said harmoniously: "Sister Yi'er, don't cry anymore. Let's avenge uncle's revenge together. Uncle

The spirit in heaven will be happy because you are happy and feel uncomfortable because you are uncomfortable. Can you bear to let him suffer for you in that world?"

Smelling the fragrance on Ziyi's hair, Yan Lan's heart was filled with infinite love. He would be easily moved by others who were kind to him, not to mention knowing that he was not good enough and still sacrificing himself to block the murderous intention for him. Such deep friendship,

How could he not be moved?

"Well, I listen to you." Ziyi stopped sobbing, looked up at Yan Lan's concerned eyes, and pursed her lips with a faint smile.

"Well, that's it. Let's put aside our sorrow, carry the memory left by our uncle, and fight for the lofty goal with strength. We will also make Xuanzong, who is stained with uncle's blood, pay a heavy price."

Yan Lan's eyes showed determination. He not only comforted Ziyi, but also spurred himself.

"I believe you, Brother Lan'er." Ziyi nodded slightly, showing a frank and trusting smile.

"Gugu!" There was a sudden sound in Yan Lan's belly.

"Brother Lan'er hasn't eaten in nine days, so he must be hungry. I have some delicious food here from brother Wu Se, and I'm keeping them all for you!" Ziyi suppressed her sadness and jumped into the house to give it to Yan Lan.

Get a wooden cage of food.

"Haha, now that I have no spiritual power, I have been practicing for nine days at once. No wonder I am so hungry!" Yan Lan shook her head and laughed, and immediately devoured all the food.

Ziyi watched Yanlan eat from the side, with soft eyes and a smile on her face.

Wiping her mouth, Yan Lan said: "It's so delicious. Uh, I ate them all. What should you do?"

Ziyi pursed her lips and smiled and said: "Brother Lan'er has forgotten. I have spiritual power, so it doesn't matter if I don't eat for a few days. Well, when are we going to Tiangangmen?"

Yan Lan frowned and said: "It will take a few days, don't rush. You have a good rest first. I want to regain my strength as much as possible."

Seeing Ziyi nodding in agreement, Yan Lan also pursed her lips and smiled, then returned to the house and immediately entered the Zen heart space.

Yan Lan felt the golden powers swarming towards him crazily, quickly repairing the damaged meridians in his body and purifying the impurities that had invaded his body during this period. His whole body felt as if he was wrapped in his mother's arms, feeling extremely comfortable.

After more than half an hour, Yan Lan felt that her body felt extremely comfortable, her meridians had been repaired, and all impurities had been eliminated. Unfortunately, her Dantian was still empty.

"Unexpectedly, even the mysterious and abnormal golden power cannot repair the spiritual root." Yan Lan shook her head, "In this case, I have to continue to temper the soul. The soul is powerful and has a lot of fighting power."
Chapter completed!