This relaxation can't help but think of what he just said.

She understands the first half of the sentence, and whoever is said to be an immortal will be happy, but the second half of the sentence is ...... How is it like the tone of a fortune teller in front of a row of stalls in front of Da'an Temple.

It's just that he thinks like this, but Song Xiaochi is not disgusted, and at the same time has a bold guess in his heart, maybe this person is really an immortal.

"I am the true monarch of the Yuncang Immortal Realm, and the day before yesterday, I used the technique of Tianyan to deduce the marriage between you and my descendant Xie Shi Yashen, but if I did not intervene, the two of you would not be able to see each other in this life, and they would eventually die young and not be able to end well, this is the reason why I broke the spatial barrier between the Yuncang Immortal Realm and the Extreme Cang Nether Realm and forcibly went to the Nether Realm."

After Liuhyun Zhenjun said some words that Song Xiaochi listened to, his right hand flipped over, and a gourd-shaped black bag appeared in his hand, which made people feel strange that the black bag looked like it was just made of ordinary coarse cloth, but it floated on the palm of Liuhyun Zhenjun without any support.

Song Xiaochi looked at it in a daze, feeling that this dream was too weird, the scenes, characters, voices, and his own feelings were all real to the point that they were no different from reality, this was a big dream that was completely different from Song Xiaochi's previous dreams.

It is said that there are thoughts during the day and dreams at night, do you always think about these gods and fairies that are out of reality?

But I don't seem to think about these things that are beyond reality.

"This is a dowry!" Liuhyun Zhenjun threw the gourd-shaped black cloth bag in his hand to Song Xiaochi, Song Xiaochi was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly picked it up.

She thought that the cloth bag must have fallen to the ground, but it didn't, she saw that the gourd-shaped black cloth bag was hanging on her waist, without any rope and silk connection, and it was automatically attached to her waist.

"What is this?" Song Xiaochi said that he was going to get the cloth bag.

"This is the Xuanbao, also known as the Qiankun Bag, the magic weapon of the Yuncang Immortal Realm, which can be opened and taken from objects in it with the mind, and its internal space increases with the enhancement of the mind, of course, it is also limited, but in the lower realm of the extreme firmament where the aura is lacking, throughout his life, you can't explore the limit of the Xuanbao."

Liuhyun Zhenjun said, stretched out a finger to volley a little in the air, Song Xiaochi saw a little light on her forehead, and a coolness spread from her forehead to her entire mind, and then Song Xiaochi suddenly felt that his eyes were dark.

She's not in her room anymore? Song Xiaochi suddenly realized this very clearly.

Although the room was not lit with candles, it was dim, but she remembered that there was moonlight tonight, and the moonlight like water shone into the room through the window lattice.

Although the scene in the room is not clearly visible, the outlines of the objects in the room are roughly visible, and the person who calls himself Ryuhyun Zhenjun is like having his own aura, and there is no situation where he can't see clearly.

It was only now, faced with the pitch black situation in front of him, that Song Xiaochi reacted, and it was an incredible scene to be able to completely see Liuhyun Zhenjun's appearance, clothes, and the dark cloth bag he threw to himself.

It's just that although he is facing the situation of not being able to see his fingers, Song Xiaochi does not feel nervous, panicked and anxious because he left his familiar room and entered an unfamiliar place.

Her heart is very peaceful, and the peace here is like another room for her, so peaceful that she even has an illusion in her mind, thinking that this is her own world, and no one can break into it except her.

She can dominate the world, and even though it's pitch black now, she can make it light up if she wants.

Song Xiaochi felt that she was simply whimsical, she didn't understand why she had such a strange and shocking idea, she wanted to deny herself.

But suddenly, her eyes lit up, as if one lamp after another was lit in front of her eyes, illuminating the whole space, although she did not see the oil lamp, nor did she see the candle, but the light was real.

It was an empty place, and there was nothing in it, not even the walls, but at the end of the light, there was a thick fog, and what was inside the fog and on the other side?

Song Xiaochi wanted to go over and take a look, but as soon as this thought was formed, her whole person was already on the edge of the dense fog, but she couldn't take another step forward.

At this moment, Song Xiaochi's mind suddenly became extremely clear, and she thought of what Fang Liuxun Zhenjun said to her, could it be that this is the space inside the Xuanbao, and what entered this Xuanbao was not her body, but the thoughts in Liuxun Zhenjun's mouth.

Although Song Xiaochi heard the word "Zhinian" for the first time, when she first heard it, she didn't know what "Zhinian" was, but it was very strange that just now, she suddenly vaguely understood the meaning of this word.

"Not bad, less than a stick of incense, you can freely shuttle through the space opened up by the Xuanbao, with your qualifications, and Yashen to marry the fate, after this lifetime of experience, I think in the future you will be able to successfully join hands with Yashen into the cloud fairy world, open the immortal path of cultivation."

After Liuhyun Zhenjun's words sounded outside again, Song Xiaochi suddenly felt that the scene in front of her changed rapidly, and when she saw it clearly again, she was standing in her room again, still wearing a half-worn snow-white middle coat, and in front of her stood Liuhyun Zhenjun, who had a noble temperament and was not like a mortal, he was holding the three strands of long beard under his chin, nodding at Song Xiaochi, with a shallow smile on his face.

Seeing that Song Xiaochi's eyes had regained clarity, knowing that her consciousness had returned, Liuxun Zhenjun said: "This matter is over, don't pass it over!"

Song Xiaochi was suddenly shocked, and immediately understood that no matter if this was a dream or not, once this Liuhyun Zhenjun was gone, there would be no one to answer what she saw and felt tonight, and she immediately shouted: "Immortal slow!"

Ryuhyun Zhenjun stopped his fluttering movements and looked at Song Xiaoji.

"The things given by the immortals, forgive the small pond can not accept, the so-called no merit is not accepted, the immortal said that this thing is the gift of the small pool, but the immortal does not know, the small pond has been married for many years, the fiancé is the second son of the Xu family, the Xu family has already given the gift, since ancient times, a daughter can not be married, how can the young man receive the dowry for the son of the Xie family?"

Song Xiaochi's words are reasonable, and she calls herself a boudoir name, according to common sense, it is unreasonable to call herself a boudoir name to a strange man, but Song Xiaochi believes that Liuxun Zhenjun is not an ordinary person, nor is he playing tricks, this is a very mysterious intuition, if you ask her why she believes in her feelings so much, she can't tell.

Therefore, she felt that in front of a real immortal, calling herself a boudoir was nothing.