Glutinous rice was a little shy, but this was not the time to spend time being shy, so she could only suppress her mind first, and then began to seriously help the pillar think about the drawing.

If you want to talk about the drawings of the ark, Nuomi himself can't understand it, saying that it is to help the pillar think, it is better to sit with the side and watch the pillar to think. It's been a long time since she's seen the pillar and the person he looks like now, and she can't help but rub it aside and look at the pillar and think, and feel that such a day is also very happy.

Zhu Zi didn't know Nuomi's thoughts, he originally thought that he was right to follow Nuomi all the way, and now that Nuomi wasn't running around, he could calm down and think about the problems in this drawing.

He didn't mind at all if the other monks could go back to the human realm. But looking at Nuomi's reaction, he knew that Nuomi himself definitely wanted to go back. Nuomi still remembers that little sect in his heart. With this realization, the pillar felt that he had to toss the ark out no matter what.

If he was still the same puppet as before, he felt that it didn't matter, the big deal was that he was carrying glutinous rice on his back and swimming sideways from the boundary river. But now he is not a puppet, without that hard-shell-like skin, if he wants to do such a thing, I am afraid he will not be able to do it. At this time, he felt that it was a little inconvenient to restore the appearance of a monk.

But this has already recovered, no matter how inconvenient he feels, he can't turn into a puppet again, so he can only desperately toss the ark blueprint.

After holding that drawing, Zhu and Nuo Mi were the people who walked the most in the cellar.

The monks in the back couldn't help but say, saying that after the previous retreat, Nuomi didn't know if she was tired of sitting, and this time she was busy outside here, and I really didn't know how she had such a diametrically opposite appearance.

Glutinous rice doesn't care what the monks outside say.

Every day, in addition to looking at the fairy grass cultivated on the corpses, she followed the pillar and walked around the cave. This time, it was her who followed behind the pillar. She didn't look unhappy at all, but was in high spirits.

On this day, the two of them were walking around the cave, greeting the monks around them as they walked. Suddenly, I heard a slight sound from the wooden plank used to block the entrance to the cave, an almost imperceptible "cluck", as if someone had gently knocked on the plank outside.

Nuomi was still talking to the monk next to her, and when she heard the voice, she was stunned for a moment, and turned her head to look in the direction of the door panel.

"That's ...... Is there a knock on the door? "The person who spoke to Nuomi was a monk from Yuximen.

Although his hearing is not very good, it is not very good to hear the sound outside at such a close distance.

Laid horizontally at the mouth of the cave. It's just a thick plank. But those of them who lived in the cave used to call the board "the door," as if that would make them feel a little at home in the cave.

Glutinous rice shook her head and looked in the direction of the cave entrance suspiciously. And did not speak.

The sound of the wind from the tornado outside was quite obvious, and there were many things dancing with the wind, which fell to the ground after breaking away from the wind, making a deafening sound. As long as the wind didn't stop, it would be impossible for ordinary monks to go outside.

The monks who were swept up in the tornado and transformed into a cloud of blood mist are the best proof of this.

"Maybe something landed on the door panel, and it just made such a noise." Glutinous rice whispered.

But the noise outside seemed to be against her.

She had just spoken. And the sound of the knock began again.

Moreover, this time there was not just one sound, but several more sounds one after another, and it was really like someone knocking on the door, and the sound was very strange.

Glutinous rice was stunned again, and turned her head to look at the pillar.

But the pillar didn't say anything. Just met her gaze and slowly shook his head.

In the past, when the pillar was still a puppet, he was quite sensitive to murderous aura. Now that he has taken on the form of a monk, it seems that his feelings in this regard have also deteriorated. It's just that it's degraded again, and if there is a murderous aura at such a close distance. He could still feel it vaguely.

He shook his head, proving that even if there was any creature outside, it was not malicious for the time being.

"This ...... This one...... It's not like the sound of something falling on the door. The disciple of Yuximen said in a hurry.

Glutinous rice nodded, staring quietly in the direction of the door panel.

She wasn't sure what to do.

It stands to reason that no one should be able to walk outside in such weather. However, the knock on the door outside was so real that it wasn't necessarily the wind that caused the sound.

The monk standing in front of the cave

"Or, why don't we open the door and have a look?" The monk of Yuximen asked with some trembling.

As soon as he said this, he almost bit his tongue and showed an expression that wanted to swallow it back. But his words have already been spoken, how can he swallow them back. So there were monks who stood farther away, looking at him with an idiotic look.

"What's going on outside, saying it's going to open the door, you think we're not dying fast enough." One of his fellow doormen shook his head and looked at him with a sigh.

The monk knew what he had said, scratched his head, and hid outside the crowd.

They spoke with ease, and they all felt that there could be no monk walking outside, but that something was lifted high by the wind, and when it fell again, it just hit the top of the plank, and made such a sound. With such thoughts, I naturally don't care about it in my heart.

The faces of the glutinous rice and the pillars did not soften as they did.

As the monks spoke, Nuomi heard a thin, but rhythmic, knock on the door.

The wind outside did not stop, and the violent impact was still loud and earth-shattering. In such a motion, even if something landed on the top of the door, the little sound it made should have been completely covered by the back. But now they did hear the knock at the door, and it was no accident at all, and it was not like the other monks thought, but it was just the crash of some debris.

"Shall I open the door?"

Glutinous rice turned her head and glanced at the pillar.

The pillar shook his head and took a step forward.

His steps were still very large, and the position in front of the cave was very narrow. In just one step, he was already stopped at the end of the aisle, between the door panel and the glutinous rice.

"I'll drive." The pillar said in a deep voice.

The two of them were not talking loudly, and the other monks were still talking noisily, not paying attention to this side at all, let alone realizing that they were actually about to open the door.

By the time the monks found out, the door had been slowly opened by the pillars.

When this door panel was set up, the pillar never thought that it would be necessary to open in the middle of the storm. However, out of a cautious and meticulous nature, he set the door to open in the direction of the underground.

By this time the door had opened, and he had already taken a step back, thinking of avoiding the pieces falling from the sky. But I didn't expect that from outside the cave, a voice really came in.

"Hey, it's open. If I don't open the door again, I'll call for the door. ”

There is a very leisurely flavor in the voice, and even when it comes in, it seems to be slow.

The wind did not stop, and even became more violent because the door panel was pushed open. But no matter how loud the other voices were, they couldn't hide the sound of the speech.

As soon as Nuomi heard this voice, the person was already stunned. She couldn't even remember to go up and pull back the pillar, only squinting at the entrance to the cave. But the pillar was born very tall, and at this time the whole person was blocked in front, and no matter how hard she tried, what she saw was only the back of the pillar, so that she couldn't see what was going on outside.

The pillar raised his eyebrows, looked at the people outside, and already had a name in his heart. He did not retreat, but stood firmly in front of him, staring at each other with those who were standing in the storm outside.

Glutinous rice also stayed behind for a long time, and then remembered to step forward and pull the pillar.

She almost pounced on the pillar, grabbed the pillar's wrist with one hand, and dragged him backwards, turning her head and calling out to the man outside the cave, "Jiao." ”

Jiao Suqing stood outside the cave, smiling at the situation inside the cave.

Although those tornadoes flew very wildly, behind Jiao Suqing, it was like a gust of wind, quietly passing by him, and could only pick up a trace of his hair.

"Long time no see." Although Jiao Suqing was smiling, there were not so many smiles piled up inside.

This is the first time Nuomi has seen him with such eyes.

Today's Jiao Suqing, called Nuomi, suddenly remembered the situation when the two met for the first time.

At that time, what Jiao Suqing was facing were those heavenly immortals who had found the top of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Those Heavenly Immortals had just killed the leopard, and they made trouble in front of Jiao Su Qing, which made Jiao Su Qing quite unhappy, so he released the spiritual pressure all over his body and fought with those Heavenly Immortals.

Nuomi didn't see Jiao Suqing's eyes at that time, but she always felt that Jiao Suqing's eyes must be very similar to now.

She was a little dazed, she didn't know why Jiao Suqing looked annoyed, so she could only quickly pull the pillar and retreat to the side.

If Jiao Suqing wanted to enter this cave, they wouldn't be able to stop Jiao Suqing's footsteps. RP