Chapter 17: Where is the sacred?
Cheng Hu soon came to the screen, "Strange, there's nothing there, why are her eyes so excited, what's there?" Cheng Hu pointed to the direction that Su Qingran was looking at on the screen and said.
That's right, it's just a very ordinary weed on the screen, not even a wild flower, what is Su Qingran curious about?
"Big, big brother, Miss Su, she's gone!" Liu Ping swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and was so surprised that he even stammered when he spoke.
Cheng Hu also saw it, he was also so frightened that his face turned like dirt, he couldn't believe his eyes, and Cheng Hu even rubbed his eyes.
They actually saw Su Qingran disappear, and they disappeared out of thin air! There was no Su Qingran on several screens.
"Go, go in and find it! We can't let Miss Su have trouble! Cheng Hu felt his sun dwell suddenly, and he was even more worried.
At this time, Su Qingran didn't know how long it took, she slowly opened her eyes, she saw the clouds, saw the stars, "Am I already dead?" Where is this? Is it heaven or hell? ”
She sat up slowly, rubbed her sore arm, and asked herself as she looked at her surroundings.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you're finally here......" Just when Su Qingran was trying to figure out the situation, an ancient and thick and majestic voice came into her ears.
"What the hell!" A scream rang out in the sky, and the penetrating power was unmatched.
Yes, Su Qingran was frightened, frightened by this strange voice that only heard his voice but did not see his person.
The owner of the voice seemed to be choked by Su Qingran's voice for a while, and it took a while to find his majestic voice: "You actually compare such lowly creatures with me!" ”
Su Qingran's brain, which was directly stabbed by this sound, hurt her brain, she covered her head and shouted into the air: "Then who are you sacred!" ”
Su Qingran heard a sigh, and then the mysterious man who never showed up said: "Of course, you have forgotten me, no matter what, everything has its own certainty, you can go......"
"Hey, don't go, you're back! You haven't told me where this is, hey! ......" Su Qingran felt that the voice was getting farther and farther away from her, and she hurriedly shouted in the direction of the voice, she didn't want to stay alone in this strange place where she didn't know where it was.
However, all that responded to her was the breeze that curled her hair slightly.
"Hey, it's really a disaster, did I hit something evil today? Why are you so unlucky, even if you die, you should have black and white impermanence to lead the way, what does it mean to be left alone! Su Qingran sat down on a cloud with his head downcast.
"Huh? What is that! Just when Su Qingran was bored, she suddenly noticed a bright and shining light flying in her direction.
But by the time she reacted to dodge, it was too late, and the light came straight to her head.
"Unlucky!" It was the last thing she said before she fainted.
Then the clock turned back and turned to this day......
"Congratulations to the gods!" An immortal crane that had been guarding the entrance of the cave saw a burst of light from the cave, and immediately turned into a human form, preparing the Tianshan River Dew to stand at the door.
When the man in the cave came out, he knelt on the ground and lifted the Tianshan River Dew high above his head, extremely respectful.
Under the bright light, the man's face seemed to be surrounded by a ball of holy light, dazzling to make people subconsciously surrender.
I saw him put his hands into the vessel containing the river dew, and washed away the dust on his hands, and his every move was so noble, and a simple hand-washing action made people look fascinated.
He took a few steps forward, finally seeing his face.
Just one glance, it makes people intoxicated, his face is actually addictive, and that face can suck away all eyes as soon as it appears.
His two thick eyebrows were as imposing as a sword, but his eyes were full of indifference and arrogance, and the coldness of the forest made people dare to look at him from a distance and not play with him.
Looking at his lips again, the only part that looks a little warm makes people want to pounce on it and kiss it.
And his skin, it's really a drooling that girls envy! is so fair and delicate, this is probably the only thing that does not match his cold temperament.
I saw him wearing a crown of hair high, and his long hair was smooth behind his back, even if he stood there quietly, he could give people a feeling like a king had descended.
He, he is the god of Jinchen!
"God, the Emperor of Heaven has sent people several times, just to ask the God how he cultivates, and the candle words have been truthfully replied according to the God's instructions." The crane kept his head down, for fear that he had offended the god Jinchen.
Jin Chen nodded slightly, and then nodded on the head of the immortal crane, "Good life cultivation." Then he was gone.
Candle Yan made a big bow sincerely, "The little fairy thanked the gods for igniting it." Then he quickly sat up cross-legged and cultivated the immortal qi in the dantian position.
Xing Jinchen came to a very desolate place with his own feelings, and he didn't know why he came here to sit here every time he left the customs, there seemed to be something here that touched his heart.
It gave him an inexplicable feeling, all he knew was that every time he came, he felt a stagnation in his chest.
Maybe it's too boring, and he wants to feel a different feeling, so he occasionally comes to sit, and today is hundreds of years since he last came.
Xing Jinchen leaned against a stone, and out of nowhere he conjured up a few jugs of fine wine, he watched the clouds move, watched the stars twinkle. He just watched, watching and drinking, and soon there were many empty flasks on the ground.
After a while, he was a little sleepy, so as soon as he raised his hand, an enchantment appeared, and the slender eyelashes slowly covered his lower eyelids, and after a while, he heard the sound of his steady breathing.
He may not have slept for nearly a thousand years, the gods don't need to sleep and rest, but it's not just what happened today, he is suddenly a little tired, and suddenly a little lonely......
"You! Say what about you! Why are you letting me go? Isn't God great? ”
"What did you say?" Xing Jinchen seemed to be in disbelief, there was a touch of interest in his eyes, and he looked at the bold little white pigeon with interest.
Suddenly, the little white dove opposite him imprinted his lips with lightning speed.
Her snort was so warm that it sprayed on his face, like a drop of hot water falling on the surface of a frozen lake, and wave after wave of ripples immediately appeared on the surface of the lake......
It seems like a good touch, but it's familiar. This is!