In the end, the Giant Spirit Clan came back with a depressed face, and said to himself, "Where did that Yue Lingshuang Xiao Nizi go?" ”。

As soon as everyone saw his expression, they knew that he had not found Yue Lingshuang.

"General Giant Spirit, let's look for it separately, it's a big deal that we will search the entire space-time bubble, and we will definitely be able to find Miss Yue," several other soldiers stepped forward and said.

When the Djinn clan heard this, he nodded solemnly and said, "You must be careful, in case of danger, remember to summon me and Dabai."

The soldiers hurriedly answered the order and left Pinggu one after another. The Djinn used the same method to protect the unconscious soldiers. After that, he also began to search inch by inch above the Ancient Continent.

Three days later, the soldiers reunited on the Pinggu. They each looked at each other, and they didn't need to speak, and they knew the result. In the end, the Djinn Clan jumped in front of them with a dusty face, and the expression on his face became even more depressed, and all the soldiers couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, the Djinn people had a glimmer of hope and woke up the white worm and took a look, and found that the group of people were still sleeping like dead.

All the soldiers also stepped forward to look at it for a while, but they were all at a loss, and finally the giant spirit clan sighed and said: "Since everyone doesn't know why they are so sleepy, I can only take them with me for the time being, maybe they will wake up on their own on the way...".

All the soldiers also agreed. So after some repairs, everyone left this ancient continent together and continued to climb towards a higher gradient.

"Why don't you ignore people?".

"Did I you off?".

"I won't be angry with you anymore, can you speak?"

"I'm so sad, so lonely, I'm afraid".

Seeing this, Yan San's pupils were already blurred, and tears kept flowing down his cheeks. He could feel how helpless the beauty was now. He could feel how lonely she was inside.

But now he couldn't even use a single ray of light, let alone paint with her.

"Looks like you really don't want to pay attention to me anymore".

"So what's the point of my life?".

Then the beauty posed that terrifying and bloody star map on the ground.

Yan San stared at the picture scroll extremely nervously, his pupils were already blood-red at this time, he couldn't bear the ending of watching the beauty die in front of him, and he had to stop him.

Yan San desperately grabbed the light and threw it into the scroll, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't land on the painting.

Yan San tried dozens of times in one breath, staring at the scroll with almost desperate eyes, and shouted: "I want to save you, I want to save you."

Suddenly, a blue light flashed on Yan San's chest, and then his pupils blurred again, and he entered that perspective again, where he could see countless spatial folding, stretching angles, and spirals.

Yan Sangang wanted to struggle out, but he was surprised to find that as long as the perspective was reduced, he saw that those space-time folds turned into a series of colorful curves of different colors, and they intertwined with each other and became spirals.

Yan San's eyes suddenly brightened, and he said stupidly: "I found the brush, I found it."

Yan San hurriedly shrank his perspective and returned to reality, he was just about to open the scroll when he found an old face blocking him.

I saw the white-bearded old man staring at him with an inexplicable expression, and after a long time, he said in a puzzled tone, "What are you kid doing?" ”。

Yan San didn't know what the white-bearded old man had discovered, and stared at the white-bearded old man nervously.

The white-bearded old man stared at him for a while, and then snorted coldly and said: "Boy, you don't need to be alarmed, the old man just has something to rely on you, and the old man doesn't plan to kill you after that, if you are willing to change your mind, the old man can take you as an apprentice."

The white-bearded old man saw that Yan San's eyes had not wiped away his tears, and he was filled with compassion.

Yan San secretly wondered in his heart, Lao Tzu can't wait to eat the meat of your master and apprentice, and drink the blood of your master and apprentice, how can he worship you as a teacher.

But he doesn't argue with the white-bearded old man, after all, he is now a prisoner, and he will only make himself uncomfortable when he comes out.

The white-bearded old man groaned for a long time, sighed, and covered the basket, Yan San immediately anxiously evoked the scroll, and then he looked at the scroll with a trembling heart.

Beauty, where are you? Don't be fine.

Yan San's eyes swept around, she was not on the grass, and the flower garden was not there, which made Yan San a little panicked.

He almost cried, and at that moment, the bamboo door was pushed open, and a woman with a melancholy expression walked out, her face was a little pale, and her eyes were a little red and swollen.

Seeing that the beauty was safe and sound, Yan San finally landed with a hanging heart.

However, the star map that the beauty posed next on the ground made Yan San's heart hang again.

"Do you know what it's like to give a person hope and then snuff it out with your own hands?".

"Do you know what it's like to give meaning to time just because you exist?"

"I don't know if you're still here, but I'm going to write to you anyway."

Then the beauty took out a stone knife from her bosom, raised it high, and stabbed it hard at her chest.

At this moment, time really stood still. I saw that all the activities and everything in the whole scroll were still.

Then a finger stretched out and folded quickly in the void, as if he were origami, and soon countless spirals ran down the back of the finger. Until the countless beautiful cheeks appear millions of overlapping silhouettes, they spiral at a very strange angle. In these spiral pictures, the stone knife in the beauty's hand is transformed little by little, and finally turns into a bouquet of exquisite roses.

And the beauty's expression gradually changed from very desperate to surprised, she held the roses in both hands and made an extremely touching smile.

Eventually, the entire space-time was torn apart, and the background sky, trees, and stone houses were gone, and the only thing that existed was the void and the beauties that overlapped from the countless overlapping silhouettes. She didn't seem to feel the change in the scenery around her, she just held the bouquet of flowers with a satisfied expression.

It wasn't until she reopened her eyes and looked around that she realized the change, first looking around at herself, then turning around in place, then looking up at the void and waving at it.

Then a hand from within the void waved at her. It's just that the hand was too big for her to look at.

The beauty blinked her eyes, opened her lips, and let out a babbling cry. The beauty herself was startled, she never thought she could speak.

It's just that her voice is very jerky, like a baby just trying to speak. Then the beauty sniffed, and she could smell a hint of roses. She gently stroked her dress again, and seemed to feel the softness and comfort of the material.

The beauty excitedly stretched out her arms and swayed her body, dancing in the void. She smiled sweetly and happily, as if all the unpleasantness of yesterday had disappeared without a trace with those broken paintings, and now she was full of life.

Yan San stared at the beauty, now she was in a broader perspective, moving back and forth, left and right, and jumping up and down, she finally got rid of the limitations of that picture scroll.

From this point of view, Yan San is still very limited in what he can do, so he can't meet many of the needs of beauties, but he has seen the hope of getting beauties out of loneliness.

Yan San's fingers slid slightly, and then the circle of space folded and spiraled repeatedly, the sky turned blue, the earth turned into grass, and there were small ponds, flower beds, and cabins, everything was exactly the same as before, reappearing in front of the beauty.

Only this time, everything has infinite detail and more perspectives.

The beauty was at first very bland, but when she held the spring water in her jade hand, the drops of water flowed down her fingers. She could clearly feel the cool feeling of the water droplets rubbing against her skin, as well as the fragrance of flowers she smelled, the smell of grass under her feet, and the ethereal mountain in the distance, the sound of the mountain wind. Everything in this world seems to be alive, and her heart is not lonely, she opens her arms and allows her body and mind to merge into the whole world.

Looking at the intoxicated and obsessive expression on the beauty's face, Yan San's eyes moistened again, and he finally let the beauty come out of her grief again. Now the beauty is just like when he first painted it, she is simply beautiful and loving.

The beauty raised her arms to the sky and babbled for a while, then she turned to the flower garden, picked a few petals, and set up a star map on the grass.

"I will speak, speak like you".

After Yan San heard this, he was slightly surprised, he had never thought of teaching beauty to speak, at that time she was a person in a painting after all, where was there a voice.

Now that she has stepped into the quaternary perspective, she naturally has the ability to control her voice.

However, Yan San didn't know how to transmit his voice into that time and space, and if he couldn't convey his voice, then no written expression could accurately describe the meaning of the sound.

Yan San thought for a while, and finally folded the space, typed a few words in the sky, and said: "Teach you to speak, I can't do it now, but I can teach you how to speak, if you try more, maybe you can make a beautiful and beautiful sound."

Then Yan San passed on all the knowledge he knew about vocal singing, as well as music and rhythm, and as for whether she could comprehend it, Yan San didn't know.

After the beauty got the star map of which sounds, the whole person became extremely persistent, and she gathered around the nursery and eating sugar every day, shouting loudly at the hillside. At first, it was just a babbling motley of screams, but after a while, her voice became somewhat melodic and melodious.

This shocked Yan San very much at the beauty of the talent above the sense of rhythm, and he was secretly ashamed in his heart, if he mastered more knowledge of music, he might be able to give her more help.

Despite this, at this time, the voice of the beauty shouting out was no longer harsh, and there was a certain adhesive force, which made Yan San couldn't help but close his eyes and listen for a while.

Suddenly, the rhythm of the beauty became sharp and harsh, which provoked Yan San to open his eyes, and when he saw it, he was suddenly stupid.

I saw a crack in the valley from top to bottom, and a hot lava erupted in the middle. The beauty looked at the fire dragon and was frightened.

Yan San hurriedly reached out to modify the spatial folding spiral, and it wasn't until the volcanic crack was re-healed that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Yan San stared at this new world in shock, he didn't know why the volcano suddenly erupted, and a few big trees burned into ashes just now, all of this seemed to be beyond Yan San's own control.

Looking at the frightened beauty, Yan San tried to reassure her and said, "It was all my negligence just now, don't be afraid."

The beauty raised her cheeks and smiled at the sky, and sang a subdued song again.

Hearing such a beautiful melody, Yan San was once again intoxicated....

Hurricane space.

Old Xiao Tou stared at the hundreds of Dao weapons in front of him, his face bitter.

How can so many Dao artifacts be shipped out? The Dao Vessel has a four-element spiral structure, and no three-dimensional space crack can bear it.

Therefore, most Taoist weapons cannot be hidden and are carried close to the body.

This is also the reason why many people must be exposed to the outside even if they know that the Taoist weapon is very eye-catching.

However, some people have thought of some ways to cover up, so that the momentum of the Dao weapon is restrained, and it looks no different from the ordinary magic weapon.

But doing so is just to deceive those who have low cultivation, and in the eyes of high cultivation, all this seems childish and ridiculous.

Old Xiao Tou couldn't swagger and carry these hundreds of Dao weapons out of the hurricane tunnel, that would undoubtedly be his own death.

"Brother Zombie, what do you think I should do with them?" Old Xiao Tou turned around and said with a wry smile at the zombie brother.

The zombie brother was expressionless, just squatting silently behind Lao Xiao Tou, always vigilant, he didn't seem to care about anything except Lao Xiao Tou's safety, even if there were hundreds of Dao weapons suspended in front of him.

Seeing the indifferent attitude of the zombie brother, Lao Xiao shook his head helplessly and said, "It seems that I have to figure out my own way."

Old Xiao Tou rotated around hundreds of Dao weapons, his gaze slicing over each Dao weapon one by one.

At this moment, Lao Xiao Tou saw a fiery red bead, mixed with the Dao weapon, although it also flashed with the dazzle of the Dao weapon, but Lao Xiao Tou could conclude that it was definitely not a Dao weapon.

Old Xiao Tou cautiously approached it, and at this moment, it erupted into a circle of flames, and at this moment, a miniature version of Pixiu actually rushed out of the ball of light, staring at Old Xiao Tou with one eye.

It's not even dead? Old Xiao was stunned inexplicably, and then his body was wrapped in the power of flames. He was just about to dodge, but he sniffed a few times, immediately opened his big mouth, and inhaled hard, inhaling all the heat into the Dao Law meridians.

Old Xiao smashed his mouth and said, "Yes, what spicy meatballs."

At this time, Pixiu, who was suspended in front of him, was slightly stunned, and then it stared at Lao Xiao's head with that one-eyed roar.

Old Xiao Tou sensed Pixiu's weakness from the power of the devouring flames, so he waved at it and said, "Do you still want to attack me?" Now your Dao Fa can't hurt me at all."

(End of chapter)