Chapter 339: Soul core

Astonished at the bottom of my heart, Ling Luoyu’s lips flickered, and a smile dizzy: "Light! It's colorful light! And, I seem to be watching with my eyes..."

Before the speech was over, she was already in her arms.

Mo Xuanchen's warm breath lingered in his ears: "That's your mind! It's different from divine consciousness! Everything the divine consciousness perceives is still using your eyes, but the mind has opened it up for you. A unique window will show you a completely different world...Different colors represent different soul cores, that is, the elemental power carried by these species themselves..."

Soul core? !

Ling Luoyu's heart trembled suddenly, and she suddenly remembered the record in the Buddha's bones.

The highest level of alchemy is to distinguish the types of elements they belong to based on the soul core attributes of medicinal herbs, so that they can be better used in the refining of pills.

Take the dog's tail flower as an analogy. To outsiders, it is just a green grass, but its soul core is different.

Generally speaking, its soul core is dominated by wood elements, referred to as the wood soul core, but some mutated dog's tail flowers have a fire soul core or a water soul core.

Different soul cores have different effects after refining the pill.

Unexpectedly, these colorful colors are their soul cores.

Mo Xuanchen's lips touched her ears, and the voice whispered: "Above the Profound God, after you have cultivated your mind, you can peek into the heavens and the earth, so you can see the elemental power hidden in it!"

His voice was crisp, falling in Ling Luoyu's heart, especially his warm breathing, which made her feel numb.

She tried to struggle, trying to avoid his ambiguity.

"Stop making trouble, you will be seen by others!"

"Seen!? Unless this person is desperate, dare to come to me!"

Mo Xuanchen was very hooligan and confined her in his arms, entangled her jade neck foolishly.

"I really want to eat you... what should I do?"

"Don't make trouble..."

Ling Luoyu's hips and hips when he was struggling, inadvertently brushed somewhere on him, more like a pair of cat's claws, scratching the deepest desire in his heart.

His breathing was getting heavier, and his voice was trembling.

"You are still moving... Do you want me to accept you now?!"

Ling Luoyu was a little innocent: "Then you still holding me?!"

Knowing that her blood is spurting, she will flash as far away as she can, why do you still hold her like this? !

"I just like to hold you! Besides, you are my woman, I don't hold you and whoever!?"

Mo Xuanchen reluctantly increased the strength of his arms.

"Just hug you!"

His words are like a three-year-old child.

It's unreasonable, but satisfying.

In such a setting sun, you can hold your own woman and enjoy the intoxicating quietness and beauty. Life seems to be enough.

Ling Luoyu no longer dodge, but snuggled into his arms, watching the clouds and clouds in the setting sun quietly.

Time goes by indifferently like water.

The two embraced each other, no one said anything.

They are all feeling this beauty and comfort attentively.

After a long time, Mo Xuanchen sighed faintly: "Yu'er, although I respect your choice, I still can't bear to see you suffer! I will give you everything you want! Blood pill, spiritual grass, and medicine, As long as you want to improve your cultivation, I can give it to you! You don’t need to take risks to gain those things!"