The sky was full of dark clouds, bursts of thunder flashed continuously, and at a glance, it was clear that it was the rhythm of heavy rain, Su Qianyin was stunned for a moment when he appeared in this strange place, and then he patted the storage bag and wanted to take out the flying magic weapon to see what kind of place this was. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But what surprised her was that the storage bag that was habitually hung on her waist disappeared for some reason at the moment, and even the storage ring on her hand disappeared together.

Su Qianyin's face changed, she had been a monk for a long time, and she was very unaccustomed to not having a storage bag on her body, what if she encountered any demon beasts or dangers here? Do you want to let her fight hand-to-hand?

Just thinking about it, she hurriedly felt the situation in her body, and couldn't help but be shocked again, at this moment, the dantian in her body was empty, and there was no trace of mana, if it weren't for the divine consciousness that could still be used, she would almost think that her cultivation had been lost and she had become a mortal.

"That's it, since the magic weapon can't be used, and the spiritual power can't be used, it must be the specific rules of this third-level trial, and the people of the Dongli clan must have a deep meaning in doing so, so let's see what the way is in this level first."

Standing in place and thinking for a while, Su Qianyin shook her head with relief, raised her feet and walked forward, just now she used her divine sense to sweep, there seemed to be a village not far in front of her, just to explore the virtual reality.

As soon as he came to the entrance of the village, there was a thunderous explosion in the sky, and the raindrops the size of beans fell with a bang, Su Qianyin subconsciously wanted to hold up the aura shield, and then reacted that he couldn't use spiritual power here, so he accelerated his pace and walked towards the village.

The heavy rain came suddenly, and many peasant women in the village hurriedly ran out of the house with their children, ready to take back the clothes that had been dried outside the yard.

Su Qianyin saw an opportunity and walked towards a plainly dressed woman who looked to be in her forties, "This eldest lady, when she first came here, she accidentally got lost in the mountains, dare to ask where the eldest lady is here?" ”

Su Qianyin said this question very humbly and politely, and her face was full of smiles, I thought that this woman should be kind enough to talk to herself, but she didn't want her to ignore Su Qianyin, and continued to take a seven or eight-year-old boy to collect the clothes hanging on the bamboo poles, and also commanded: "Dog, move quickly, the clothes that are finally dried today, if they get wet, your father won't wear them when he enters the city tomorrow."

Seeing that the mother and son didn't seem to see her, doing something of their own thing, the smile on Su Qianyin's face froze, maybe her voice was not loud enough?

After thinking about it, Su Qianyin coughed lightly and bowed: "This lady, dare to ask here......

"Okay, dog, let's go in quickly, don't get caught in the rain......" But this time, the aunt didn't want to look at her, she directly regarded her as air, turned around and pulled her son into the house, and closed the door heavily.

Being ignored like this, Su Qianyin was the first time he encountered it after so many years of cultivation, and he couldn't help but freeze on the spot, and it took a long time before he sighed and turned around and walked towards another family.

But after walking a few steps, she suddenly realized that something seemed wrong, reached out and touched her body, Su Qianyin raised her eyebrows, she had been drenched in the rain for so long a day, and she had no spiritual power to protect herself, but the clothes on her body were still dry, and she didn't mean to be damp at all.

After frowning slightly, Su Qianyin's face moved, and she came straight to an old farmer who was carrying a hoe and preparing to go home, this time she didn't say anything, and stretched out her hand to the old farmer.

But her hand did not rest on the old peasant's shoulder as it normally would, but dissipated like an illusion, and did not directly touch the old peasant.

Su Qianyin silently withdrew her hand, sure enough, what appeared here was not her real self, just something similar to the Yuan Shen, and this world was undoubtedly not real to her.

After perceiving this, she couldn't help but feel confused, if she remembered correctly, this level should test the luck of the trialist, the so-called luck refers to a person's qi number and fate, put on the way to cultivating immortals, you can predict the quality of a person's cultivation opportunity.

But if you put such a self into an illusory world, how can you see her luck?

Su Qianyin only felt that the ancestors of the Dongli clan who set up these trial levels were all estimated to be people who couldn't do it, how much effect could such a level have on them choosing the ultimate heiress of the Holy Maiden?

As she was standing and grumbling, a baby's cry suddenly sounded in her ears, which suddenly sounded in the night, and for a moment it seemed that even the thunder was overwhelmed by it, and there was silence between heaven and earth, except for this loud cry.

Su Qianyin's eyebrows moved, and she followed the cry curiously, and came to a dilapidated thatched hut.

The baby's immature cry came from within, and she hesitated, and her mind threw herself in.

It's good not to look at it, but at first glance she can't help frowning her brows, the thatched hut is simple, but there is an extremely strong bloody atmosphere, a sweaty and pale young woman, is wrapping a newborn baby in a rag, and the cry just now came from the baby's mouth.

Although Su Qianyin didn't know what the specific process of giving birth to a woman was, she also knew that giving birth to a child was an extremely dangerous thing, and an accident would happen if she was not careful, and the woman lying inside gave birth to the child alone, so she couldn't help but be moved.

The young woman with the baby in her arms had just walked back from the ghost gate, and she was already too weak to do anything, and she only had time to look at the child in her arms, and then she fell into a coma with a smile on her face.

Su Qianyin quietly walked into the hut, although the woman was temporarily unconscious, but the newborn baby seemed very energetic, her small body moved around, her eyes were tightly closed, and her mouth made a wail of wow.

Looking at this scene, she couldn't help but show a trace of softness on her face, and reached out to touch the baby's wet cheeks, and miraculously, the baby seemed to be able to feel her presence, and gradually stopped crying, and fell asleep quietly.

This night, Su Qianyin flew to the roof of the thatched hut and sat in the rainy night for a night, paying attention to the situation of the mother and son in the house, while feeling the strange feeling of raindrops passing through him.

In this way, she seemed to be able to feel the flow of time around her, and couldn't help but sink into a mysterious and mysterious understanding.

After Su Qianyin came back to her senses, the thatched hut was still the thatched hut, but the baby had grown into a five or six-year-old girl, and she also knew the name of the little girl.