In the gate of time created by Langfeng, Tao Xinlai wrote a word, which was the word "love". Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The word info is not so much what the "god of time" asked her to write, but rather what Lang Feng asked her to write.

Lang Feng asked Tao Xin to write "love", because in that year, Lingbi had asked Lang Feng to write a word "love".

In the end, Lang Feng dropped a "Shang Ke", in fact, how could she know how to write that word. That's just an obsession of hers.

Tao Xinlai naturally didn't know about these things. And now, she wrote a "ask" word.

The spiritual power molecules in the air moved with the beginning and end of the pen of the word "Q", and finally there was a tumbling air flow that gathered into the stroke of the word "Q", and it floated in the air, as if hiding the stormy waves.

Lingbi looked at this word, and many, many thoughts flashed in his heart.

In fact, after Tao Xinlai entered the Prison Forest Center, Lingbi had already noticed that Tao Xinlai was such a child, and he had also observed Tao Xinlai writing some words with a difficult structure and difficult interpretation. Because of observation, it found that many of the characters that Tao Xinlai practiced were ancient fonts.

There aren't many people who know ancient fonts now.

At that time, the spirit pen also sighed like this. To be precise, at that time, Lingbi paid more attention to Tao Xin.

Now, Tao Xinlai has written such a "question" again.

There is a mouth in the door, and it is a question.

Ask, what to ask?

The spirit pen closed its eyes, and those simple strokes re-planned their trajectories in its field of vision, combining them into words.

Words can be spiritual. A person's words are a person's heart, and every stroke is the key to cracking it.

In Langfeng's view, when he saw Tao Xin writing the word "love", he could only see the general quality through the thickness of the word, the structure, the pen and other metaphysical things, but the spirit pen was different. It can throw away these external distractions, see the heart of the word directly, and even see its own heart from the heart of the word.

And a person's writing is not only related to the practice of weekdays, but also related to the person's state of mind, reality and so on.

The sky is above, the sky is vast, and the spirit pen seems to have passed through thousands of heavy clouds and seen all living beings. All living beings are in a variety of moods, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and there is a group of people walking on a bottomless ladder. These are all seekers, and they may have spent their entire lives exploring this path, but what the end of the road is, what the way of heaven is, perhaps none of them know at all.

Lingbi looked back at the road when he came from in a daze, and found that there was no road there, it stood alone on the nine clouds, and then there were heavenly steps in the faint clouds.

The spirit pen suddenly gave birth to a little melancholy. It cleared the clouds and walked upwards, and as it walked, it saw a familiar back in front of it.

Lingbi was startled in his heart, took two steps quickly, and was about to speak, but saw the person in front of him turn around and smile, stretched out his hand and pointed to the front and said, "Look, this is the Ancient Way of the Divine Underworld." ”

Lingbi looked at the man in disbelief, simply dumbfounded.

And in the direction of his hand, the sky changed sharply, the clouds and mist surged, and large swaths of dark clouds gathered, fluttered, swirled, and turned into a huge whirlpool, as if they were about to swallow the whole heaven and earth in an instant.

"Don't!" The pencil walked over eagerly, trying to stop the maelstrom, or stop the man.

However, it was still slow in the end. The man smiled at it and said, "I've been looking for it all my life." Then he turned and stepped forward, and threw himself into the dark and terrifying whirlpool.

"No...... No! The Spirit Pen was frightened and anxious, it tried to pull the man back, but the whirlpool swallowed the man and then quickly disappeared, and it had no chance to do anything even if it wanted to.

The spirit pen stood there stupidly, not knowing how to react. It wondered if the whirlpool would ever come back, and if the man would ever get out of it. But no, nothing. The whirlpool didn't come back, and neither did the man.

"Ancient Path of the Divine Underworld......" the spirit pen muttered. It looked back again unconsciously, and the way it had come was gone, and even the heavenly steps became blurry and insignificant. It stood in the clouds and looked below, there was nothing but clouds and clouds, just as it had been in this place for so many years, leaving no trace of it.

Being trapped is not a reason to be depressed, but depression is one of the reasons for being trapped.

Lingbi looked up at the sky and the sea of clouds down, and suddenly couldn't help crying.

The Ancient Way of the Gods. It's been a long time since it's heard the name mentioned, and how long has it been since it's stepped out of the land again. It is clear that it lives an unchanging and comfortable life, not that it cannot change, but that it does not want to change at all. Its heart had been locked up for years with that man's departure.

Lingbi thought it was crying in its own world, but in fact, Tao Xinlai, Scarlet, Hongmao, and Attu could see that Lingbi was crying.

The pen doesn't like to get wet, but at this time, tears are streaming down. While weeping, it also shouted unknown words, words that were expressed that almost no one understood.

Not to mention anything else, at least Tao Xinlai didn't understand the term "Ancient Dao of the Divine Underworld".

What I understand is the fourth uncle who is in Tao Xin's acquaintance with the sea.

The fourth uncle has been paying attention to the spirit pen. In his opinion, the change in the spirit pen is a bit big. It turned out that he didn't know that the spirit pen was so playful and unbearable, because the change was too great, beyond his imagination, he had been observing the spirit pen, and was thinking about what made the spirit pen what it is now.

He couldn't find the reason, the only thing he could think of was - the battle of immortals and demons. During that long battle, the spirit pen lost its owner and became an ownerless spirit creature. He felt that this should be a huge blow to the spirit pen.

The more aura something is, once it recognizes the master, the more serious it is about the recognition of the relationship with the master. In the fairy world, there are many spiritual things that have made a covenant with their masters, once they lose their masters, their temperaments suddenly change, and some even lose their memories.

And Tao Xin came, she didn't expect that she could write a word that would make the spirit pen cry so loudly, and she didn't react for a while.

It didn't take long for the fourth uncle to come back to his senses, only to feel that the voice of the spirit pen was thick and loud, so that people couldn't bear to listen to it. He felt that the sound was still very infectious......

Thinking of this, the fourth uncle's face changed, and he suddenly got up and left the territory of the ancient spirit jade, and walked out to remind Tao Xin: "It's not good, you can't let it cry anymore!" ”

"How?" Tao Xin also wanted to cry, she didn't know why, when she heard Lingbi crying so much, her heart was also sour, her thoughts fluttered for a while, thinking of Han Fengyi for a while, thinking of Han Beiwang for a while, thinking of Bai Zilian for a while, and thinking of herself for a while. Her thoughts flew everywhere, sometimes thinking of the original life on earth, thinking of those childhoods, thinking of the current life, thinking of Yao Cheng, thinking of the stars that Wu Yong said, thinking of when she was learning Fu Seal, when she practiced calligraphy under the supervision of Jingxuan Zhenjun, she thought of ...... All the thoughts came together, and she was about to cry.

The fourth uncle hurriedly said: "I heard that the spirit pen has an ability, which is called Wan Ling Cry, although the spirit pen has been trapped in this place for many years and has lost his fighting spirit, but now that I read your words, I may think of the past." The more aura something is, the more nostalgic it is, and the more susceptible it is to emotional infection and do irrational things at a specific time. The Spirit Pen lost its master in the battle of immortals and demons, and its temperament has changed greatly over the years, and now if it really remembers those things, it must have the heart to break through the cage. Not to mention whether it can be broken through or not, but if it is allowed to cry like this at this moment, all the spirit plants and spirit beasts in this place will probably change because of their feelings. If you don't do it right, a non-aggressive spirit plant will turn into an extremely aggressive monster. If that's the case, it's a thousand times more dangerous and terrifying than in the Prison Forest......"

As soon as Tao Xin heard this, he began to beat the drum in his heart. She casually wrote a "question", because she herself had many doubts and confusion in her heart. She hides these things in her heart, thinking about them day by day, at a loss day by day, without answers, and perhaps there will be no end. However, she didn't expect it to affect the spirit pen.

"What should I do?" Tao Xin came to ask the fourth uncle.

The fourth uncle didn't think of any good way, to see that he really couldn't drag it out, so he said: "Otherwise, you will poke that branch into the ground with the palm of my hand to see if it can wake up from its emotions." ”

So what else can I do, just do it. Tao Xinlai hurriedly stepped forward, took the branch in his hand, and then poked it to the ground.

The spirit pen is crying sadly, for itself, for its former owner, for the glory and dreams, the shame and the pain that have not been remembered for many years. It was so focused that it couldn't notice Tao Xinlai's movements at all.

Scarlet Yi couldn't hear the words of the fourth uncle, and only saw Tao Xinlai's movements. It was taken aback, and hurriedly stopped: "Xinlai, what are you doing here?" ”

Tao Xin said: "I can't let it cry anymore." As he spoke, thick smoke billowed from the western sky, and the momentum was violent, and the comers were not good.

When Scarlet Yi looked at it, her mind turned around, and she probably understood what Tao Xin meant.

"So what are you going to do?" Scarlet also has a sense of urgency.

Tao Xinlai felt bad and was about to speak. The spirit pen trembled all over and jumped out of Tao Xinlai's palm, and said calmly: "Why bother me?" ”

Tao Xin didn't know if it was a dream or waking up, so he said: "I just wrote down a word, and it is ......."

Before she could finish speaking, Lingbi had already interrupted her and said, "You don't have to say more, I know exactly what you want." Now I'm trapped in it, and I can't get out. As long as you can take me out and promise me a condition, I can grant you what you ask. ”

As soon as Lingpen's words fell, the billowing smoke pushed in front of him, and it was its stone brothers and sisters. (To be continued.) )