Following the white light all the way, Feng Yan couldn't help but secretly sigh that Zhixia's magic was really good, although this painting has been bathed in her warm pavilion by her divine light for more than 20,000 years, but now the man in this painting has really shown good strength with his instinctive forward speed, and most of this strength comes from Zhixia.

Looking at the route of the white light, Feng Yan frowned secretly, and she found that the other party did not seem to be running around unconsciously, but as if he was guided or summoned by something, and flew towards a place on the east bank of the Luo River with a purpose.

It didn't take long for Bai Guang to come to Shaoyang Town, which is located at the source of the Luo River, at this time it was only slightly bright, and many vendors in the town had begun to prepare for their own livelihood for the day.

However, to Feng Yan's surprise, the man in the painting was obviously half-intelligent and should be full of curiosity about everything in the world, but he did not stop there, but continued to speed towards the deserted suburbs.

In the eyes of the two onlookers, Cang Wunian and Hua Allure, this scene was a brilliant golden light that followed a blurred white light all the way, through countless tree-lined paths, and finally arrived at a no-man's land surrounded by mountains.

Without much observation, Feng Annihilation had already sensed that there was a hidden immortal barrier not far away, and there was no doubt that behind the immortal barrier must be an isolated paradise.

Feng Yan shouldn't be surprised by this, after all, the art of Qimen Dunjia is the wisdom of mortals, and for some tribes who are born with immortal roots, it is also common to supplement the art of Qimen Dunjia with mana and turn it into an immortal barrier to ensure the peace of one party.

But at this time, Feng Yan was really surprised when he saw this immortal barrier, because this immortal barrier looked very simple and vicissitudes, obviously it had lasted a long time and no one had consolidated it, so the mana in it was weak today.

Of course, these are not the point, the important thing is that Feng Yan was shocked to find that the runes circulating in this immortal barrier were from the Luo Shu fragment, and in addition to her, the Luohe goddess, who would use this kind of rune in this world, there was probably only a ridiculous talent and understanding that were so powerful that they were all left.

Feng Yan was sure that he had never been to this place, and it was impossible for him to set up any immortal barriers in the mortal realm at will, so he ...... Could this immortal barrier be laid by vain?

I was thinking about it, and I saw that the white light that the man turned into suddenly rose to the sky, and with a "sigh", he easily drilled into it from outside the immortal barrier.

Seeing this, Feng Yan did not hesitate, and immediately followed, this immortal barrier in the mortal realm could not cause any obstacles to her, not to mention that it was still an immortal barrier of the same origin as her technique.

After entering the immortal barrier, there is really a paradise with beautiful mountains and rivers in front of him, in which the aura cannot be said to be the same as the heavenly realm, but it is already a good place for cultivation in the human realm. The morning people have already begun to work, and everything seems so peaceful and peaceful.

However, Feng Annihilation did not have the heart to integrate into such a comfortable and peaceful environment, she was only very keenly aware that there was a very familiar atmosphere here, although it was very meager, but Feng Annihilation was already clear, this place is where the descendants of Zhixia lived, that is, the "painting family" in the mouth of frost-dyed clothes.

The man in the painting was originally from the hand of Zhixia back then, and now after more than 20,000 years, the content of this painting has turned into substance by itself without anyone using mana to trigger, and he has come all the way from the Luo River to this place very persistently......

Feng Yan frowned, she always felt that something seemed to be pulling her in the dark, and the "guard" in this painting should be just the beginning.

"Ori Xia, did you summon the guards you left for me here, do you want to convey something to me through his mouth?"

Although she was muttering to herself, the footsteps of the wind did not stop, and she still followed the white light that the man had turned into, until she came to the edge of a very peculiar pool, the water in this pool was half red, half blue-green, and from a distance it looked like two yin and yang fish with their heads and tails intersecting.

And in front of this pool, there is a huge stone statue of a woman, although the appearance is completely made up by the imagination of the people here, but Feng Yan still recognizes it at a glance, this is the young priest who can control their descendants that mortals believe.

At this time, in front of the stone statue of Shao Si Ming, a young man and woman were kneeling reverently, and it seemed that they should be a husband and wife. And the husband and wife kneel down to worship the young master's order, and what they ask for is naturally the heir.

Painting family, descendants of Zhixia, stone statue of Shao Si Ming, young couple...... It wasn't until this moment that Feng Yan suddenly realized what this man was doing when he came to this place all the way.

As if to confirm the idea of wind oblivion, the white light of the man in the painting suddenly flew towards the woman with lightning speed when the young woman bowed to the stone statue of Shao Si Ming, put her hands together and told her expectations to the stone statue with her face in anticipation, and then burrowed into her stomach and disappeared.

"This ...... Is this reincarnation?" Hua Chengcheng was stunned, although she had already entered the reincarnation path of reincarnation many times, but what the process was, she still hadn't remembered.

Cang Wunian shook his head with a serious face, "He found it himself, and he hasn't gone through the reincarnation path, how can it be regarded as reincarnation?"

"That'...... What the hell is going on?"

"If I'm not mistaken, he should need a physical body. This is the painting clan, the place where the descendants of the Weaving Xia Fairy have lived for generations, and in the bodies of these mortals of the same origin as him, they can cultivate the most suitable physical body for him. Cang Wunian replied.

"As far as we know now, Luo Fan is neither a spirit nor a real mortal, so what should he be?"

Cang Wunian narrowed his eyes, and only after thinking for a long time did he faintly spit out two words, "Machine Spirit." ”

"Huh?" Hua Chengcheng was even more dazed after hearing this answer, "Isn't that something that can only be possessed by a superior magic weapon?"

Cang Wunian nodded, "According to common sense, this is true, but Luo Fan is really a very special existence, he was originally a painting by the Fairy Zhixia, and that painting has been cultivated by divine power for more than 20,000 years in your study. If we think of the scroll as a magic weapon, then Luo Fan can be regarded as the spirit of this magic instrument. It may not be accurate, but the machine spirit is indeed the closest he can get. ”

"I see...... "Hua Chengcheng nodded as if he didn't understand, "but since he is a machine spirit, why did he run out on his own, and let himself come back to this world like a baby?"

Cang Wunian's sword eyebrows frowned, his expression had become solemn and abnormal, he suddenly turned his gaze and stared directly at Hua Chengcheng's face, and said in a deep voice: "He is for you." ”

"For me?" said Allure in surprise.

"Yes, for you. Cang Wunian raised his hand and gently stroked the woman's cheek, "Have you forgotten what the mission Zhixia gave him is?"

Although it was a question, Cang Wunian did not need to draw an answer, but continued to take care of himself: "If you are attacked by karma one day and have to go through the suffering of reincarnation, he will be your guardian and guard your side. ”

"So...... It was as if he had been summoned in the dark, and he came to the Painting Clan to cultivate first, just to let me know that the calamity was about to begin?"

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of Cang Wunian's mouth, and he took the hand of the painting Allure and walked in front of Feng Yan, "Look at your expression back then, I think you should have sensed it." ”

Hua Chengcheng raised his eyes and stared at himself in front of him, which was obviously a face exactly the same as himself, but he had eyes that were completely different from his own.

At this time, Feng Yan stood expressionlessly, but the usual calm and waveless eyes had already surged - at this moment, she already remembered the conversation Zhixia had with her back then.

Speaking of which, Feng Annihilation has always known that sooner or later there will be an unpredictable catastrophe, and this kind of catastrophe may not be able to dissolve karma after a few walks in the path of reincarnation and then let everything return to the way it was.

For so many years, she has been watching the world coldly, in addition to needing a quiet heart to perceive the destiny of heaven, the ultimate goal is to sacrifice everything for the beings of the Three Realms without any scruples when the danger comes, even if it is destroyed.

It's just that she didn't expect things to come so suddenly, she had just experienced the beauty of love and family affection in two men who had nothing to do with her, she felt that she hadn't been well immersed in this beauty, she hadn't married the man she liked, and she hadn't watched Qingci grow into a strong man who could take charge of himself.

She hasn't ...... yet

She suddenly felt that there were so many things she hadn't done yet, how could she have a feeling that she was going to say goodbye to what she cared about forever?

Feng Yan stood like this for a long time, and it was not until the young couple who bowed to her son in front of the stone statue of Shao Si Ming disappeared from her sight that she finally came back to her senses.

The wind and clouds rolling in her eyes were all absorbed into her heart at this moment, and the face that should have been calm and worldly revealed a fierceness and decisiveness that no one had ever seen.

"What did you think of at this time?" Cang Wunian's heart suddenly rose because of Feng Yan's expression, and he hurriedly asked at the painting.