Hongchen is lonely and sorrowful

The beauty looks at the spring and autumn from afar

The smoke is not only on the south bank of the river

It's still hard to sigh and be red

---- "Lanling Poetry Collection"

Zhuo Hua looked at the Xuanhuang mirror stupidly, and the misty Nanyanzhou in the mirror was sometimes soft and sometimes desolate. Leisurely, he seemed to have returned to the time when chaos first opened and the two were happy.

One hundred thousand years ago, or ten generations ago, Zhuo Hua and Lanling tore apart the void of their hometown and escaped into infinite nothingness in order to escape the pursuit of the gods.

The homeland no longer exists, and the clansmen used the Desolation Ding to send them into nothingness in order to allow them to leap without leaving a mark. Of course, as soon as the barren tripod opens, all the outside of the tripod are barren.

Before leaving, the old patriarch put the ancient artifacts of the clan into the Qiankun Infinity Bag, handed them over to Lanling, and instructed them to escape to a place that could not be traced, open up a new void, multiply the race, and pass on the memories of the clan, so that they would die without regrets.

"Helpless people do merciless things. Lan Ling always said this, so they wandered in the infinite void for five years, not knowing fatigue or spring and autumn to find the void that the two of them liked.

They sat in the desolate dome and looked at the countless images of the void provided by the Xuanhuang Mirror, but some of them were void and they only needed a glance from a distance to know that they could not suit them. Except for raging winds and torrential rains, lava and thunder, such a void should not be able to survive even the most powerful behemoths, and such a void must not be used by them.

Finally, one day, the Xuanhuang Mirror performed and discovered a void with a suitable climate and a beautiful environment, where birds and flowers were fragrant, quiet and peaceful.

Lanling said happily: "Zhuo Hua, come on, come and see!"

Zhuo Hua narrowed his eyes that had just woken up, mumbled, got up and swayed to the Xuanhuang Mirror, pulled the picture closer to check, and found that this void already had an owner, some Puren who didn't have any magic weapons and couldn't do any spells, and some small beasts that were not psychic.

Lanling saw that the scenery here was extremely beautiful, so he said to Zhuo Hua: "Zhuo Hua, quickly let me tear the void in, I want to return here." You can move all the magic weapons later, and let's start a new life here!"

The so-called "zero" is a collective name for a series of spells that eliminate the primitive races of other voids. The purpose of these spells is to deliver targeted strikes against the creatures that exist in the target void. The mildest way is to make it impossible for them to reproduce, and when these natives die of old age, the Void can be preserved intact, but the downside is that the wait is too long.

And Lanling's "zeroing" method is very simple and more violent. Gather strength and trigger the thunder and fire tribulation. Then fly wherever the natives are dense. The catastrophe is like a paper kite that she released with her own hands, following her all the way to the north and south, and everything she passes has turned into powder. Then she started her new life plan again, and how to create these worlds was all up to her own will, if she wanted to build a high mountain in the east, the peaks would rise from the ground, and if she wanted to open an ocean in the west, the bottomless abyss would be magnificent.

Lanling is such a woman, she thinks simply and does it directly, without a trace of care or pity.

Zhuo Hua remained motionless, and it took a long time before he burst out with a sentence: "Lanling, our clan motto says: The land of spirits should not be poisoned, and those who are gods should have compassion." You still don't want to zero them out. Why don't we go somewhere else?"

Lan Ling scoffed at his words and said sarcastically, "Your tone now is really exactly the same as that of the Great Elder. ”

Although it ended in Lan Ling's compromise in the end, Lan Ling said: "Rather than being annoyed to death by you over and over again, it is better to die quietly by yourself." ”

Zhuo Hua was also satisfied to manipulate the barren ding to move forward, in fact, he knew in his heart that Lanling's compromise was just to satisfy Zhuo Hua's own beliefs in his heart, so she would not agree with Zhuo Hua's ideas or these precepts.

After a long while, Zhuo Hua asked Lan Ling while looking at the Xuanhuang Mirror, "Lan Ling, why did you say the elders let me escape with you?"

This sentence is like an extremely thin needle piercing the softest place in Lanling. I saw her turn over from the collapse where she was originally lying and came to Zhuo Hua's face, holding Zhuo Hua's ear and shouting: "I didn't escape, you escaped." I am called an order in danger, and in the future, I will turn the tide and help the building to fall. In the future, you are saying that I escaped, see if I don't tear your mouth apart!"

Zhuo Hua grinned and rubbed his ears, and muttered: "They all entered this barren ding together, why are you mighty and righteous, and I am running away in embarrassment!"

In fact, he naturally knew Lanling's pain that the clan chose Lanling as the Xuantian Holy Maiden, and it was natural for the clan to complete the great cause of rejuvenation and tear the void away. When Lanling was 16 years old, he had already survived the auspicious cloud tribulation, and he was a Lanling fairy with the best talent, the most prominent family background, and the most outstanding contribution. At that time, she was a proud existence in the competition of all her peers and even other peers in the alliance.

And now he wants to live with him, in this barren ding, wandering aimlessly in the vast nothingness. Heroes are useless!

Zhuo Hua saw Lanling lying motionless in the corner, so he leaned over to comfort her and said, "Lanling, don't be angry. It's a big deal that the next one finds a suitable void, and I won't stop you anymore, how about it?"

Lan Ling shook his head and replied in a low mood: "It's not good, you've said this kind of thing countless times, go away! ”

Zhuo Hua didn't move, and took out a few small brown cone-shaped things from the Qiankun Wuji bag on his waist, and stretched them out under Lanling's nose to smell them.

Lan Ling's nose sniffed, suddenly opened his eyes, and sat up excitedly after seeing the thing in Zhuo Hua's hand. snatched it and shouted happily, "Haha, three breaths!"

Then Lan Ling looked at Zhuo Hua with a wicked smile and said, "You took it out voluntarily this time!

Zhuo Hua scratched his head helplessly and said, "What's the solution, that's all that can make you happy at the moment." I'm kind of sincere this time!"

Lan Ling nodded again and again: "There is sincerity, sincerity, too sincerity! These kitsch gadgets you made can be regarded as precious treasures in the Xuanhuang Void! Hahaha! I'll let you do it later..."

Lan Ling pinched his fingers, and a fire came out of his fingertips, scorching three breaths of incense, and after a while, wisps of green smoke came out. Lanling immediately held his breath and put the cigarette under Zhuo Hua's nose for him to smell, while glaring at him to warn him not to hold his breath.

And then that's it!

Zhuo Hua knew everything about Lanling's questions, and took all the requests she made.

What a wonderful moment. In Zhuo Hua's heart, what he still remembers is the days he and Lanling spent in the Jinwu Void, cultivating at sunrise every day, and talking around the fireplace at sunset. That kind of carefree life made Zhuo Hua's cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, and he quickly stood out in the eyes of the seven elders of the clan.