It was still dark. Xue Yan and the prison painting secretly put Xiaobai into the prison painting's storage ring and left at night. The sports arena where all the immortals had gathered suddenly quieted down, leaving only Jing Li and the others who had fainted and the altar that was already in chaos, and there was no trace of immortal energy.

Then, before Xue Yan could react, he hugged the prison painting and ran all the way. The night road is as clear to them as day.

When Prison Painting and Xue Yan came to Mengcheng, they were in a car because they had enough time, and they had not experienced this magical speed of shrinking the ground into inches, and they were a little dizzy for a while.

Enduring the discomfort, he asked, "Where are we going?" This is not the way back to Jiangcheng. ”

"We're going to chase someone now. Lo and behold, he's right ahead! ”

Xue Yan pointed to a figure in front of him wearing a pure white T-shirt and jeans, stepping on the clouds in the sky and said. Before the prison painting could react, Xue Yan had already shouted at the man: "Erlang Zhenjun, please stay!" ”

Jiro Zhenjun? Isn't that Erlang God Yang Jian? Prison Painting didn't expect Xue Yan to take her to see Yang Jian, and she was a little excited for a while. That's the legendary Erlang God who fought with monkeys in the heavenly court! I don't know if he brought the Howling Dog out today. You must know that Wu Qi just ate a little saliva from the Roaring Sky Dog, and he opened up the spiritual aperture and was able to speak people, which was not an ordinary dog. I knew that she had brought Wu Hu out, and she had a long experience.

Erlang God was stunned when he heard this, and he was about to fall from the sky. The prison painting subconsciously released his power to hold Erlang God and took it steadily.

Erlang God watched with a face full of surprise as he was being sent down by an invisible force. As soon as his feet hit the ground, he looked at the prison painting curiously, and asked Xue Yan, "Who is this?" ”

Xue Yan smiled and explained, "This is an insider. ”

At this time, the prison painting was observing the appearance of Jiro God. She found that Erlang God looked very much like a popular male star, and even looked more handsome than the male star's photo. It's just that for a while, she couldn't remember what the name of the male star was. At this moment, when she heard Xue Yan introduce herself like this, her cheeks immediately turned red.

"What? When did you get married? Erlang God couldn't react a little and asked in a daze.

"I had a wedding four hundred years ago, and it's been a long time, and Zhenjun may have forgotten it."

Erlang God obviously didn't have a good memory, so he didn't delve into this matter, patted his head and said, "Hey! Look at my brain, I remembered when you said that. Is that the time! I'm going to eat your wine! It's just that my younger siblings don't show up much, where do I remember! Xue Yan, next time, remember to take your younger siblings out and walk around, don't always hide them at home! ”

Eating wine? The prison painting quickly thought that Xue Yan had only invited people from the underworld at that time because of his concubine, and he had not invited the immortals of the heavenly court, how could he have gone to eat the wedding wine? Isn't this? However, as soon as he patted his head like this, he immediately remembered that he had seen that star do a similar action on a variety show one day, and it was exactly the same. She tried hard to recall it, and finally remembered the other party's name, and exclaimed, "Yang Jin! Oh, my God! You and Yang Jin look exactly the same! ”

When Erlang God heard this, he immediately subconsciously covered his face and said, "No, you didn't recognize the wrong person!" I'm not Yang Jin! ”

This attempt made him look a little funny. The prison painting can almost be determined, this is Yang Jin himself, yes. Xue Yan usually doesn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, and he looks confused

Ask the prison painting: "Who is Yang Jin?" ”

Prison painting and Xue Yan explained: "He is a popular star, known as a powerful little fresh meat in the entertainment industry, with a huge amount of traffic, and has acted in many TV series." I'll show you the pictures......"

As he spoke, he clicked on the entertainment news recommended on his phone this morning. Yang Jin's face popped up on the page as soon as possible. Xue Yan looked at the photo, then at Erlang God, shook his head and sighed: "Zhenjun, why did you even make your debut as an actor?" ”

Seeing that Xue Yan was so sure, Erlang knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, so he had to put down his hand and said resentfully: "Brother Xue, don't talk about it everywhere!" It's hard to live now......"

Xue Yan asked strangely: "Heavenly Court's income is not low, why is the true monarch still short of money to spend?" Besides, how did Zhenjun receive the money he earned from the human world? ”

"Find an agent!" Erlang God replied subconsciously. After saying that, he regretted it, and scolded himself for being the fastest with his mouth.

It's really Yang Jin! The prison painting was scorched by the news of thunder. What did Erlang God do when he went to the world to be a star? What does he do with making money?

"And this profession? Do you give a commission? "Prison painting is very interested in this profession. Acting or something, it's similar to her nature, right? If someone else can do it, she might be able to do it too.

Jirojin didn't really want to answer this question. After all, this is all regulated, and if it is discovered, it will be fined for half a year, which is risky.

"Is this ......" Erlang God touched his nose and didn't continue, but suddenly asked Xue Yan as if he remembered something: "By the way, Brother Xue, are you looking for me in any hurry?" ”

In fact, he didn't know what Xue Yan was going to take her to Erlang God for, and he was also interrupted by Erlang God, so he forgot to ask, and looked at Xue Yan curiously.

"I want to ask you to buy some dry goods." Xue Yan pulled the prison painting to his side and continued: "The inner man has been going to the world for a few days, and now the situation is a little special. Zhenjun will take a look, what kind of physique is her immortal body? Is there any recommendation for her? ”

Buying something again? Isn't that going to cost you another stone? Although I feel distressed, I know that what I bought must be something good when I ask Erlang God. It's just that...... What is dry goods? It can't be rune paper again, right?

Erlang Shen looked up and down at the prison painting, thought about the trick he had just used in the prison painting, and asked, "Brother and sister, you can show me the trick you just made again." ”

The prison painting has a good impression of this Erlang God who speaks very casually and uses very casual words, and immediately used his own tricks, lifting and lowering a car parked on the ground, and erecting a viaduct, pushing the car from the starting point to the end like a toy car, and having a lot of fun.

Xue Yan added on the side: "She also has a grievance that lives in the sea of knowledge, called Qing Soul, and now she is doing things elsewhere and has not come. He can control all the words, he can control any dirt, and he can blur and materialize at any time. ”

After Xue Yan finished speaking, a look of surprise appeared on Erlang God's face. He looked at the prison painting, thought for a moment with a complicated expression, and said to the prison painting: "You call the green soul back to your side, let me see it." ”

Prison Painting and Xue Yan glanced at each other, and they were both shocked in their hearts. Looking at Erlang God's expression, it seems that he has some understanding of the green soul. The prison painting immediately agreed. The three of them discussed it and decided to go to the residence in Jiangcheng first to discuss this matter.

In the eyes of Xue Yan and Erlang God, from this already

I don't know where it is to Jiangcheng It is a very short distance, but the prison painting refused to use the method that Xue Yan used just now to fly with her, so he could only charter a car in the middle of the night and rush back to Jiangcheng. By the time I met the green soul at the prison painting's residence, it was already five o'clock in the morning.

At this time, in the small rental house of the prison painting, a strange picture appeared. Male star Yang Jin stared at the little boy sleeping on the sofa without blinking, with a serious expression. A huge wolf stuck out its tongue like a dog at Xiaobai, a sleeping unicorn lying on the ground, although it was quiet, but it kept dripping and his expression was obscene.

However, neither Prison Painting nor Xue Yan saw Xiao Bai's obscene appearance, but just looked at Erlang God seriously, waiting for him to make a judgment.

"Strange, strange!" Erlang God shook his head, and his mouth was babbling, as if he was talking to himself.

"Zhenjun, how's it going?" Xue Yan asked.

"Brother Xue, I don't know the origin of this green soul of your daughter-in-law, but there is a godly aura on his body. It's light and not easy to spot. But I'm pretty sure I've encountered this breath before. ”

God?! Both Prison Painting and Xue Yan were taken aback. Immediately, I only heard Erlang God say: "Don't get excited. Although it is the breath of the gods, I can be sure that the green soul is not the god himself or the reincarnation of the gods. He was just tainted with the breath of the gods. Probably, this spirit was once possessed by the gods, or blessed by the power of the gods. It is even possible that the gods injected a trace of their own soul into this soul. Although it is very light, it still has great strength after thousands of years of wear, which shows its tenacity. ”

In other words, it is very likely that the green soul once intersected with a certain god and obtained this magical power from that god.

"Which god is it? Can you remember? Prison Painting asked worriedly. This Erlang God doesn't have a good memory, and if he doesn't remember the things of four hundred years ago, it's even harder to say the things before.

Sure enough, Erlang God couldn't remember who it was even if he wanted to break his head. He had to say, "I really can't remember." But as I recall, this god disappeared in the previous war and is no longer in this world. ”

Prison Painting sighed in disappointment. She knew that this guy's memory couldn't be trusted.

Erlang God felt embarrassed, pointed to the sleeping green soul and said, "This child can actually turn into an entity now, which means that the strength in his body has increased. This cannot be his own evolution, it should be the function of the sojourn. ”

Hermanence? Isn't that just a prison painting? Pointing to his nose in surprise, he asked, "Me?" ”

"Yes, that's you." Erlang God nodded and said, "Your strength is very strange. The ability of the green soul seems to echo yours, but in fact, what you can do should be your own power. What you released to catch me before was not an ordinary immortal power. It was a long-lost power from ancient times, called the Spiritual Wind. The power of the spirit wind is very ancient, and it is a power that a god of war was good at using in ancient times. In his hands, the spirit wind is very tough and flexible, it can turn into any object, it can be turned into a sharp blade to penetrate all solid barriers, and it can also be used as the safest armor and shield. ”

"It's a pity that because cultivating this kind of power requires a very high physique, people who use spiritual wind are very rare. After the god of war disappeared, his apprentice also died because of his participation in that great war. In this world, I have never seen a spiritual wind again. ”