Xuanhe Zhenjun asked, "What is the origin of the friend that Senior Sister Mingxin said?" ”

Su Jinge was silent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info: Although she had a guess about Yue Xiaokang's origin, she never asked him to confirm it. Now how to answer the question of Xuanhe Zhenjun. How could Xuanhe Zhenjun suddenly ask about Yue Xiaokang.

Xuanhe Zhenjun was anxious, and when he saw that Su Jinge was silent and was about to open his mouth to urge, he listened to Ning Xin Zhenjun say: "Senior Brother Xuanhe, take a photo." ”

These words are extremely simple, and Xuan and Zhenjun still hear them very clearly. He said "hi", patted his head and said, "Benjun is confused again." ”

As he spoke, he flipped his palm, and with a flash of inspiration, a small mirror appeared in his palm. Su Jinge had seen this kind of photo, and she had also bought one as a gift to the ancestor of the Duan family. Looking back now, all that's left is a sigh.

Xuanhe Zhenjun threw the photo book in his hand into the air, and with the injection of spiritual power, the small mirror spun rapidly, and countless three-color shimmers gradually poured out of the mirror, condensing into a picture scroll in the air. As the scroll formed, the sound of the hurricane was mixed with the sound of exclamations.

It is not only the quality of the photograph itself, but also the unstable shape of the person holding it at that time, and the image on the scroll is extremely unstable. But it is also more shocking that the scene in the picture.

I saw a hurricane rise at the boundary connecting heaven and earth, and the stars in the sky disappeared one by one, and the earth dissolved into nothingness. Countless Fuguang disciples bowed up in the fierce wind, struggling to maintain their figures. The magic sword in his hand pointed to the sky, maintaining the existence of the barrier. The hurricane grew denser and denser, and suddenly a huge force erupted from behind the hurricane, lifting countless white-clothed monks into the air. Then the image flashed violently, leaving nothing behind.

After a while, the image flickered, and the figures of Chonghua Zhenjun and Xuanhe Zhenjun appeared before the hurricane, and the white-clothed monks gradually fell into formation. Once again, the barrier was held up. At this time, the hurricane gradually stopped, revealing the boundless void air.

The billowing smoke saw a faint cyan beast carrying a figure shuttling. A familiar male voice echoed in the air that made Su Jinge feel incomparably familiar: "I am the messenger of destiny, and you can call my angel." The two realms have been re-separated, and this place is about to turn back into nothingness, so you can return as soon as possible! ”

The voice echoed between heaven and earth, sometimes far and near, and it seemed extremely ethereal. And as the sound came far and near, the shadow was also far and near, and sometimes faint and sometimes faint. When the voice died down, the shadow happened to appear closer to the array.

At this time, the distance could already vaguely see the "divine beast" and the person on the back of the beast. The beast resembled a cyan donkey, its fur was like water and jade, and patches of cyan streamers escaped from its movements, and clouds and mist rose between its hooves. The appearance has changed, but I can still recognize that it is Xiaoqing. And the figure on its back, although it has changed its outfit, is indeed Yue Xiaokang.

Xiao Qing seemed to have noticed something, and rushed towards Chonghua Zhenjun with four hooves. Its hooves fluttered without warning, and Yue Xiaokang was taken off coldly without any defense. screamed and waved his hands to grab it indiscriminately, and by chance he caught Xiaoqing's tail. Xiaoqing was caught off guard by this force, and the whole donkey was pulled back. So the man and the donkey screamed and fell into the billowing smoke and disappeared completely.

Then there was a commotion, and everything that could be seen around them was reduced to nothingness. The image was covered with smoke in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, the smoke in the picture turned into a field in the middle of the storm. Behind the rolling mountains in the distance, thick clouds came with the rush of wind. Hailstones the size of apricots fell one by one.

Then the image flickered, turning into a three-colored shimmer of light and flowing back into the Dao Lap Gallery.

The temple fell silent again.

Su Jinge's forehead twitched and twitched. "Angels"?! Yue Xiaokang's goods are really bad taste.

When he first saw him, his disobedient outfit, the tattered booklet full of simplified characters, and this "angel", Su Jinge felt more and more that his previous guess was correct. However, speculation is always just speculation, and it is not fact until it is confirmed.

If her guess is true, what Yue Xiaokang said is also true. Why did the Heavenly Dao arrange one outsider after another into this world? There is always a trace of connection between these incidents, and it is reluctant to say that it is a random coincidence.

Su Qingxue connected one realm after another, while Yue Xiaokang re-separated the two realms that were already connected. If Yue Xiaokang's arrival was to make up for Su Qingxue's destruction of the Three Thousand Realms, then what was the significance of her Su Jinge's coming here? Why did Tiandao arrange for a Su Qingxue to come in?

......。

Questions popped up one after another, and they all occupied Su Jinge's mind. For the first time, she felt that the opportunity to become an immortal in exchange for doing good deeds in the ninth world might not be so simple.

I don't know how long it took, Su Jinge faintly heard someone calling her, and then she found that all the people in the temple were looking at her. The eyes were either confused or anxious, or full of speculation, but they were all equally mixed with some concern.

Seeing her come back to her senses, Chonghua Zhenjun took the Qingshen incense in his hand, and at the same time lowered his eyelids to take away the worry in his eyes.

Su Jinge took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "Mingxin is out of shape." ”

Ning Xin Zhenjun said: "It's okay. But what's wrong? ”

Su Jinge shook his head and said, "There are speculations, but I can't confirm them after all." The green donkey recorded in the photo book is indeed Xiaoqing, and the young man is the friend I just mentioned. But this matter of the 'Messenger of Destiny' had never been mentioned by him before. ”

Qingwei Zhenjun said: "I said this, it was because of the appearance of that angel that you were able to return." ”

Hearing this, Su Jinge's emotions jumped out again.

Xuanhe Zhenjun said: "Until now, Benjun's mind is still in a trance. Eighty percent because of the boy. ”

Ning Xin Zhenjun said slowly: "The first Supreme Elder tore open the space-time rift back then and sent the forbidden array out to protect Zhongyuan. The place where they were sent was the gap between the two realms. When I first arrived, the place was turning from nothingness to wasteland. Now that place has turned into nothingness again, and the withdrawal of the forbidden array has not seen any changes in the Middle Yuan, at least it means that the two realms will not merge together. ”

Qingwei Zhenjun said: "What does Senior Sister Ning Xin mean that the angel is credible? ”

Ning Xin Zhenjun said: "At least for now, it is credible. ”

Chonghua Zhenjun smiled and said, "A few senior brothers and masters don't have to guess anymore, they can't guess left and right." Let's make this matter public to other sects first. If someone can solve it, that's the best, if no one can solve it, it's better than worrying about our family. ”

That's right. But what he said seemed to be the goal of everyone guessing riddles and worrying together.

Tianying Zhenjun first showed disapproval on his face, but he closed his lips tightly and said nothing. When Qingwei Zhenjun wanted to speak, he was cut off by Xuanhe Zhenjun, Xuanhe Zhenjun nodded violently and said, "Senior Brother Chonghua is right! It's better to inform the other sects about this first. We can't guess anyway. Benjun is really tired, and I will talk about other things tomorrow. ”

Chonghua Zhenjun said again: "Only Jin Ge and the envoy of Heavenly Destiny know about it, and I hope that a few senior brothers will not know about it to the world for the time being." ”

Xuanhe Zhenjun said: "That's nature, and that spirit beast only said that it wasn't the one in our door." ”

After Xuanhe Zhenjun said this, the person had already walked to the door, said goodbye to three times and divided five by two, and really went back to rest.

Ning Xin Zhenjun also said: "I haven't been able to rest for more than 60 years, and I am really tired. I also hope that Senior Brother Tianying and Senior Brother Qingwei will forgive me. If there is nothing else to do, Ning Xin will also go back to repair one or two first. ”

Tianying Zhenjun and Qingwei Zhenjun still have a stomach full of questions, but they also know that this is not the time to ask. The coming day is long, and there is no rush at this moment. And they were all scattered.

Only Su Jinge and Kaiyang Zhenren were left in the hall.

Su Jinge originally wanted to return the head of the family to Kaiyang Zhenren as soon as possible, but seeing Kaiyang Zhenren's appearance with his head hanging and full of worries, he felt that it was not appropriate to say more at this moment. Forcibly preventing the two realms from merging into one with the forbidden array, even if there are monks who sacrifice themselves to make a formation, those monks who maintain the great array must also be exhausted. Even the Yuanying Monk felt tired, but it was conceivable that Kaiyang Zhenren was also in urgent need of rest at this moment.

Su Jinge pursed his lips, said goodbye to Kaiyang Zhenren, and left the apse with his feet raised.

Kaiyang Zhenren stood in place, almost stupidly looking at Su Jinge's departing back.

He thought that Mingxin Zhenjun stayed to talk about paying the door frame, but when he was still thinking about how to phrase it and calculate the value of the door frame, this one actually left. Let's go!

Who can tell him what Mingxin Zhenjun has experienced in the past 60 years?!