Chapter Fifty-Eight: Recording Spirit Stones
There was a bowl of clear water in the green glazed bowl, and Tian Lingzi looked at it seriously with his eyes half-lowered, occasionally trembling slightly, and did not pay any attention to the phantom butterfly.
Phantom Butterfly stood aside cautiously, although the aura here was very sufficient, but the spiritual pressure of the person in front of her made her very uncomfortable, and she didn't speak for so long, she had to start combing her wings, patting off the snowflakes on them, and muttered boringly, "I stared at this bowl of water all day, and I didn't see anything." β
Randomly found a place to fold her hands and sat down, she tilted her head and stared at the man with fairy wind bones and whispered, "I saw him, just like you planned." Speaking of this, Phantom Butterfly's eyes were a little excited, and a little shy, "It's okay for others, spend money to buy me back, and say thank you to me after seeing that I saved those children, hey, what a big deal......"
A flush welled up on the soft skin, and the pear swirled and revealed two small dimples underneath, which was very beautiful.
Tian Lingzi was slightly stunned for a moment, then turned his head, "You saved people in front of him?" β
Phantom Butterfly didn't know why, "That's right, those Yin soldiers are chasing a few children, and I haven't had time to cast illusions at first, guess what?" Suddenly, time has gone back to before the escape! I naturally want to help them," Seeing that Tian Lingzi pursed his lips at this point, his face was neither happy nor sad, but he had already put down the celadon bowl that he had been staring at for a long time in his hand, "What's wrong?" β
"Did he find you?"
Faced with the questioning, Phantom Butterfly squirmed a little, and it took a long time before she nodded and explained, "Then what else?" Watching those Yin soldiers kill your sect disciples? β
Tian Lingzi didn't say anything when he heard this, and continued to pick up the celadon bowl in his hand to look at it, Phantom Butterfly was stunned for a moment when he saw this, and said in disbelief, "Isn't it?" Really let them die? What exactly are you going to do? β
Although she did things for him, she always felt that the person in front of her was a little unpredictable, without joy or sorrow, indifferent to the surroundings, and perhaps the only thing that could make him sad was how to improve his cultivation.
But his cultivation is so high, why should he improve? Phantom Butterfly knows that the person in front of him is very powerful, he is already the strongest in the world, no matter how strong it is, what's the point? As a demon who was born with the ability to give birth to spiritual power, she was more willing to spend some energy on mundane things than pursuing the Great Dao.
For a person like Tian Lingzi who pursues the infinite avenue, he really doesn't understand.
And now he finally has the object of attention, a man named Shen Fei, and let himself get close to him and truthfully report Shen Fei's words and deeds. Phantom Butterfly wonders, what is it about a big man who lets himself pay attention to another big man?
Couldn't it be ......!
Phantom Butterfly opened her mouth, and a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, could it be Tian Lingzi, is... Broken sleeves?
Yes.
Phantom Butterfly looked deeply at the slender and tall man, and the more she looked at it, the more she looked like it, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that her guess was correct. No wonder he wanted to report Shen Fei's whereabouts in every detail, it turned out that he had fallen in love with someone!
It's not that she boasts about herself, in these six realms, her phantom butterfly is definitely the ceiling of her appearance.
Ordinary demon cultivation is too charming, ghost cultivation is too yin, human cultivation is too boring, immortal... Whether there is a question or not, as for the magic... Phantom Butterfly thinks they're too vicious. Now there are very few demons like her who are innocent and spiritual.
And like this, Tian Lingzi didn't even look at herself! If it weren't for being auctioned in the Splendid Store this time, she would have thought that she would not be popular!
Therefore, the aesthetics of the Six Realms have not changed, and what is wrong is Tian Lingzi.
The corners of her mouth twitched, the whole butterfly was a little messy in the wind, she shouldn't have discovered the secret of this strongest person's cultivation by mistake, right?
Thinking about it this way, looking at Tian Lingzi's gaze is a bit subtle and complicated.
This Tianlingzi will not... Kill the butterfly, right?
She shuddered, and hurriedly said, "He didn't find out that you instructed me, don't worry!" β
Tian Lingzi looked at her and nodded, "Continue to follow." β
After the phantom butterfly left, he looked at the blue glazed bowl, and under the clear water inside, an image projected by a somewhat stained record spirit stone floated on the water, and there was an unknown one inside
The person who was shouted was dressed in a robe, his black hair was in a bun, and he turned to face the voice without hesitation, and looked at the person with indifferent eyes. And this appearance is exactly the same as Tian Lingzi!
The girl's voice shouted crisply, "My lord." β
Tian Lingzi lowered his eyes and looked at the image reflected in the water, and after a while, he looked away, attached the mouth of the bowl with his hand, and the warm spiritual power covered the water surface again, and then it was clear again.
The broken record spirit stone in the blue-glazed bowl was something he had only found in the room, and he couldn't remember when he had placed one of these objects in the house, and when he found it, it was placed in a box in a hidden corner.
With a hint of curiosity, he opened the wooden box and took out the recording spirit stone to find that it had been broken, and what surprised him even more was that this seemingly ordinary recording spirit stone was made of rare treasure materials, and it was also recognized.
What shocked him the most was that the owner of the record spirit stone recognition was not himself.
Who could that be?
What is there in this that would make that person hide like this?
A few days ago, he forcibly put it into a green glazed bowl and forcibly extracted the image in it, and finally pulled some out, but found that the spirit stone had been damaged by itself.
He had no choice but to put it in a blue-glazed bowl, relying on the power of the magic weapon to preserve a wisp of residual images. Judging from the projected content, it is a woman's perspective. So, the owner of this record spirit stone is her?
But why did he appear in it again?
Why don't you remember this memory?
However, because he couldn't see the woman's face, and the rest of the content was damaged, Tian Lingzi could only speculate from the words of the two and the environment inside.
He has been led by his master to Xiaozhao Mountain since he was a child and has hardly gone down, when did he have contact with this woman?
Moreover, he heard her call herself an adult? The voice exuded a sense of familiarity and closeness to himself, as if the two were very close, and Tian Lingzi seemed to have no emotion, but he found that he was frowning slightly between his eyes and his jaw in the image, which could indicate that he was in a bad mood at this time.
This is even more strange, he is not an easy person to get close to, and it is impossible for him to be angry because of mundane things, unless they have known each other for a long time and are still very close.
Who is this woman? What really happened between the two?
Suddenly he felt as if something was missing in his mind, but he couldn't tell what it was, before he asked Hongjun Daoren if he had gone to live under the mountain for a long time, after all, he had lived so long and some things were not clear It was normal for him to remember some things, and his nephew had been with him for a long time, so he should have some understanding.
Ben just asked casually, but Tian Lingzi saw that Hongjun Daoist was obviously flustered, and then denied himself without thinking about it.
In the video, behind him is a row of pavilions, Hongjun Daoist is lying, and trying to hide something. He, a nephew, has always been obedient to himself, but now he has begun to lie to himself.
- Tsk, it looks like he's going to have to look into the reason for this.
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Xin Zhi had been walking towards the center of the island for more than a dozen hours, surrounded by burnt rocks, and there was nothing more along the way except for the occasional wind and gravel.
She looked up at the clouds in the distance, and saw that she was about to arrive, but at that moment, on a small hill not far from her, a figure in a light gray robe stood at the top, looking at her faintly.
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She may have a dazzle?
He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at the hill again, the shadow was gone.
Xin Zhi breathed a sigh of relief, sure enough, she had walked for too long, and she was baked by the scorching sun and hallucinated, how could there be anyone else in this place except herself......
Thinking of this, she decided to find a place to rest for a while, but she couldn't say why, she always had a bad premonition in her heart.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in her ears, and she turned sharply but there was nothing!
Whew-
At the same time, the same wind was remembered on the other side, someone!
It's not that she's dazzled, there's someone else here!
Excitement, excitement spread from the bottom of her heart, she should have thought that she could be here, and someone should have suffered the same thing!
It's just that it's not clear whether this person is friend or foe, and I'm afraid it's too early to rejoice.
The light gray figure "swished" a palm wind struck, Xin Zhi dodged sideways, she took a step back and fell backwards, and her eyes skimmed over and the arm fell on his forehead and face.
This is a very tall man, Xin Zhi is nearly six feet tall, which is relatively tall among women, and she only reaches a man's chest!
The man in the light gray robe shot very quickly, and every blow was ruthless, although Xin Zhi was now in a state of abundance, but because she had not cultivated, she could not use these demon qi, and she was now more powerful than before, and she couldn't do anything with spells, not to mention that she didn't have a hand yet.
This man's tricks forced her to retreat, and it didn't take long for her to be a little struggling, seeing that she was starting to lose the upper hand, Xin Zhi gritted her teeth, and quickly turned around without a fight.
Can't beat it, can't you run away?
"Want to run? There are no doors! β
Sensing that Xin Zhi was beginning to retreat, the man grabbed her shoulders as she turned around, leaving five holes in the armor with his fingers, and slammed his force-
Click-
The other shoulder is broken again!
Before Xin Zhi could dodge, she saw that both of her shoulders had been broken......
The man took his entire arm and looked at it, then threw it to the ground as if it were a rag, and raised his voice:
"You still want to run like this?"
Xin Zhi snorted, turned around decisively, took a step and rushed out.
Man:......
What are you kidding, unloaded her two arms in one go, the enemy who is sure of the board, she can't beat it, don't you run and wait for death?
The man looked at the shadow that was getting farther and farther away and snorted coldly, his hands were lucky with an invisible air current, and the lilac electricity flowed in his palm, and he threw it towards a moving black dot in the distance, and the purple lightning flew out with a "whoosh", just landing on Xin Zhi.
Bangββ!
This electric light exploded so much that she almost shattered into slag.
She was tossed aside by the impact of the blast, her skull was starring, and she was stunned to see the man's figure getting closer and closer, and subconsciously tried to block herself, but found that her arms were empty.
"What are you running?"
The man looked at her curiously with his hands folded, and suddenly said, "You are a demon corpse?" β