Chapter 38 Temple Painting
The colorful glow in the sky slowly dissipated, revealing a fairy cave mansion that it was covering, Ye Xuan was under the gaze of Xuan Mo'er, and he did not twist and pinch, his light steps flashed, but the person had already floated into the immortal mansion. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
She knew very well in her heart, even if Xuan Mo'er only had a wisp of remnant soul left, but how miserable she was now when she was an immortal was not something that Ye Xuan, a rookie in the cultivation world, who had just entered the spiritual realm, could deal with. Therefore, her will cannot be violated by Ye Xuan.
Looking at Ye Xuan, who jumped into the Immortal Mansion decisively without a trace of procrastination, Xuan Mo'er, who was watching quietly from behind, flashed a little appreciation in her eyes, and there was a hint of pity!
But it was said that at this time, Ye Xuan had been unable to connect to 10086, it was roaring frantically in the face of a black and silent void, and it was very puzzled by the current situation. If Ye Xuan is dead, then it should be recovered immediately, but if Ye Xuan is still alive, then why hasn't it been able to contact Ye Xuan until now?
10086 was irritable and grabbed his non-existent hair, in a terrible mood, it knew that if Ye Xuan was still alive at this time, he would definitely enter the immortal mansion that the rogue rabbit said, but how could an immortal mansion be qualified to cut off the connection between the system and the host Ye Xuan.
You know, the owner who made it is ...... What are the mere immortals!.
Characters who have the ability to interfere in the affairs of their masters, the heavens and all the worlds can be counted on their fingers. However, how could they deign to descend to this ordinary world?
The 10086 who can't figure it out can only scratch the blind in the endless void, there is nothing it can do, the only thing it can do is wait, wait for whether a miracle will happen.
And in the 10,000-meter-high air that no one in the secret realm can see, a mysterious man in a black robe is carrying a shivering handsome young man in his hand, the temperature in the sky is extremely cold, and there is endless space turbulence raging in it.
But when the terrible turbulence met the man in black, it was like a mouse meeting a cat, obediently making way for him, not daring to approach a bit.
"Seeing Ye Xuan, you should be relieved!" The man in black said coldly to the young man, but his tone was not so indifferent when he mentioned Ye Xuan.
"Will there be any danger for her to enter the Immortal Mansion?" The young man looked at Ye Xuan's slender back stupidly, and then suddenly asked, obviously still not at ease with the girl who entered the Immortal Mansion.
"Of course not, on the contrary, this is her peerless opportunity, and she really has the qualifications to stand alone in the world when she comes out of the Immortal Mansion." The man in black replied, he looked at the stupid girl, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, was he so stupid back then, how could he catch up with the girl like this.
"That's great." The young man's expression was full of joy, and he was even happier than hearing that he had a fairy fate.
"Shall we go, then? Child. The man in black asked.
"Wait a minute, I'm going back to Earth. I still have billions of funds, and I want to arrange batches to reward Ye Xuan gradually. The handsome young man said to the man in black.
"............" The man in black felt speechless for a while, and he wanted to slap him to death, such a stupid act was done, the question is whether people will appreciate it? Do people know your silent efforts? It's simply the life of a spare tire man for a lifetime.
"Alright, let's go now!" The man in black finally gave in, after all, this is his self hundreds of years ago.
I don't know what to do, and I go all the way.
A long sigh came from high in the sky!
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But it was said that Ye Xuan had already walked in the Immortal Mansion at this time, saying that it was the Immortal Mansion, but it was actually like a royal palace.
The fine white jade paved ground shines with a warm light, there seems to be a curling mist shrouding the unreal palace in the distance, the phoenix on the eaves carved from sandalwood spreads its wings, and the wall panels made of floating windows and jade piled up with green tiles.
I saw that the cloud top sandalwood in the dormitory was the beam, the crystal jade was the lamp, the pearl was the curtain, and the fan gold was the pillar base. The six-foot-wide agarwood bed is hung next to the shark silk treasure tent, and the tent is embroidered with pearls and silver thread begonia flowers, and the wind is moving, like falling clouds and mountains and phantom seas.
Ye Xuan looked at this luxurious palace curiously, and was amazed, it was indeed built by immortals, and it was really very different from the mortal mansion. Although the design of the palace and the interior decoration are very different, the fairy aura cannot be imitated by mortal things in any way.
Ye Xuan walked to the wall of the palace, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the murals on it.
It was a very simple mountain village, and a little girl was dressed in tattered but clean clothes, with a garland on her head, and an innocent smile on her face. In front of her was a little boy, also dressed in tattered but clean coarse cloth, with a leaf in his mouth and a beautiful melody.
In the other picture, it is still a little boy and a little girl. The little boy held the little girl and made her body spin in the air, and the little girl's face was filled with a happy and contented smile.
The third, fourth, and fifth pictures all depict the happy childhood of a little girl and a little boy.
Gradually, everything on the stone wall seems to be no longer a depiction, but a living scene.
The stone wall seems to have become a curtain of light, projecting the childhood of both the little girl and the little boy.
Ye Xuan saw the laughter on their faces and saw their poor but happy lives.
The two of them have no guesses, play together, eat together, play hide and seek together, and sleep together......
In that picture, the childhood of the little boy and the little girl goes by, they grow up, and when they reach the age of eleven or twelve, they become little boys, little girls.
One day, the boy suddenly became very painful, his face was distorted, his whole body convulsed, and he was rolling on the ground.
The girl was frightened, hugged the boy's body, hugged him tightly and kept crying, she panicked, and didn't know how to help the boy.
"Brother Yun, don't scare Xue'er, don't scare Xue'er, okay." The girl burst into tears, and her face was wet with tears, and the boy's face was wet.
The young man gritted his teeth, tried his best to endure the pain, showed a smile, stroked the girl's face with trembling hands, and said, "Xue'er, I'm fine, don't cry..."
The girl knew that the young man's pain was unbearable, she cried and asked Cangtian, why did she treat her brother Yun like this, maybe the heavens heard her words, the young man's body slowly stopped twitching, and the pain on his face slowly faded.
The picture turned again, and Ye Xuan saw that the boy had changed, both his body and temperament had changed.
Now he is no longer the powerless teenager he used to be, his body has become stronger, his strength is infinite, there is a powerful momentum between his gestures, and the whole person has a kind of domineering.
The boy was practicing in the grove by the river, and the girl was quietly leaning under a big tree and looking at him with her knees crossed.
And so, day after day, year after year, they reached the age of thirteen or fourteen.
The young man is already in the wind, a talent, and the girl is slim and has a world-class face.
The picture suddenly flashed here, and when the picture reappeared, the girl was no longer the thirteen or fourteen years old she had been.
She has grown up, and she has become more captivating and peerless.
It's just that her face was stained with tears, and a pair of slender hands dug into the dirt, adding dirt to the grave in front of her.
Her eyes were extremely empty, and her whole body exuded an aura of sorrow that was greater than death.
The girl kept adding soil to the new grave, day by day, year by year, as if she did not know tiredness and did not need to rest, and she did not stop for several years.
On this day, her whole person's aura suddenly changed, and her hair was like ink, and a kind of outright hatred emanated, sweeping everything in a radius of thousands of miles.
The strength of that momentum made Ye Xuan's heart startled.
Except for the tomb, everything within a radius of thousands of miles was wiped out in the girl's heaven-shattering hatred.
"I hate! I hate the injustice of heaven, I hate the ruthlessness of God, and I hate the arrangement of fate! ”
The girl's voice was full of endless hatred, she hated the heavens and hated the heavens!
The picture ended here, Ye Xuan's heart couldn't calm down for a long time, these murals were broken and broken, intermittent, what kind of story did it want to express? .