After nightfall, Madrigal quietly opened the entanglement door in the bedroom. He needed to go to Celestial Shalves to collect membranes.

At present, he has mastered more strategic martial arts. Blinding by light exposure, accelerated by streamer steps, and deception by vanishing techniques...... The only martial art that really fights is a dazzling Qiguang knife in one hand. In the past, the Pastoral Light Dust reserve was insufficient, and he couldn't give full play to his power even after learning martial arts. Now that he has 3,000 light dust, enriching the way of fighting is already a top priority.

But his exploits were all exhausted in the exceptional promotion, and he had no energy left to buy martial arts. In the face of He Youde's pressure, Madrigal must unscrupulously improve its strength, and there is only one feasible way: collecting membranes.

The membrane has the function of dimensional insulation, and also has the power to maintain the dimensional channel. Madrigal firmly believes that this all-powerful power, if used properly, will be able to exert great power in battle. So he had to go back to Aquaria often to collect the membrane.

This is the most important secret of the madrigal, and he does not want to reveal it to others. So only in the dead of night, he would secretly open the entanglement door and go to the Celestial Ship Star alone.

After two long calendars, Madrigal once again stood at the top of the pyramid in the hot summer, only to see the whole city plunged into a sea of fire, with terrible screams one after another, and the sound of the collapse of burning wooden beams one after another. The distant sky was dominated by scarlet clouds, the "crackling" of forest fires resounded in the sky, and the scorching wind swept in with ashes.

The apocalyptic state of the fall of civilization.

Madrigal seems to have witnessed the destruction of an ancient empire.

He remembered that the last time he left, all the disasters had passed, and the civilization of the hot summer was in ruins. Why is it that in just two long years, suddenly the building will collapse, the smoke of gunpowder will rise, and the people will hang upside down?

Perhaps, in the long river of history, the overthrow of civilization is just a wave, but when magnified to a specific era, this wave is a scar on the hot land and a stormy wave of aggression.

When Madrigal didn't know who the invader was, how long the war had lasted, the victory or defeat of Yanxia's army, and the life and death of that person, Madrigal ignored her mood and thought that he had enough time to wear down the girl's patience until Tianque fell into a sea of fire, and Madrigal felt a sharp pain in his chest, like a snow blade stirring.

Xiao ...... Where are you?

The god shouted and rushed into the temple.

He saw the dejected priestess huddle in a corner and tremble, and the old woman, who was revered as a prophet, crawled to the ground, dancing and talking incoherently. The furious god of the shepherds stopped crying out, for he saw a new line of inscription on the wall:

"Come, soldier, I'll wait for you on the battlefield. ”

"Come, water, I am waiting for you in the flood. ”

"Fire, I'm waiting for you in the ashes. ”

Tears welled up in the eyes of the god of shepherds. He treated her so coldly, but it didn't change her watchful loyalty. Xiao is right, if the fanaticism of faith and the blasphemy of ** are put aside, there will be no one more loyal than her.

The old woman grabbed the cloak of the pastoral song and wept bitterly: "The patriarch said that she may not be able to wait for the day when the god of pastoral heaven returns, so she has arranged the funeral." She left everything that the god of shepherd wanted most in the oracle. ”

Pastoral and the old woman went to the oracle and saw a magnificent stargazing pavilion rising from the ground, next to the stargazing platform bathed in the moonlight, there were rows of stone walls, and the embarrassed scholars were still carving simple star maps on the walls, chiseling the hypothesis of stargazers, and chiseling the poets of philosophers, even if Tianque became a city of fire, they did not stop engraving these characters soaked in an ancient civilization's rhapsody of the starry sky, dreams were born here, culture was accumulated here, and correspondingly, "membrane" flooded here! They tumbled happily like elves, like blue notes swallowed by madrigals, filling the inner universe of madrigals in an instant.

The establishment of the observatory further increased the cultural accumulation of the oracle, so that the collection of madrigals doubled as before. Pastoral combined with previous experience, using a membrane to strengthen the qiguang knife, and suddenly felt very different, as if each knife was accumulating some kind of potential energy, about seven knives later, the potential energy was full, and something amazing happened.

The membrane of the three-dimensional universe is distorted in the slash, and reality enters a state of superposition, and in this fleeting state of superposition, a mirror image of the madrigal jumps out and slashes at the stone target that the madrigal is aiming at. Madrigal retracts the knife, the mirror image also collects the knife Madrigal stabs, and the mirror image also stabs him, like a ghost in the eyes of a drunkard, inseparably superimposed on Madrigal, faithfully replicating Pastoral's attack.

After three seconds, the stacking state ends, and the mirror image disappears, just as it did when it appeared, and suddenly it means that the distorted space-time is back to normal.

This brief practice conclusively confirmed Pastoral's conjecture: there was a reason why the ancestors ordered him to domesticate civilization on the planet Celestial Ship, because he did not domesticate civilization, but a membrane of pasture membranes with unparalleled qualities, which could strengthen all his martial arts and thus win at the starting line. There is no doubt that this mysterious energy will be the most precious resource in the three-dimensional universe! Coal and oil are both evolved from corpses, while "membrane" is a resource that has evolved from living people and civilizations, and its difficulty in obtaining it is not the same.

Why hasn't this subversive resource been popularized in Pantheon's fleet?

Madrigal's mind was racing, and he thought that the use of the "membrane" might still be a secret known to a few people, and his adoptive father was one of the insiders, so he informed Madge of the coordinates of the Celestial Ship Star and asked him to domesticate civilization here.

And his adoptive father was just a humble miner, raising the madrigal in place of his benefactor. Therefore, the person who really grasps the secret of "membrane" should be the biological father of Pastoral.

Pastoral has a love-hate relationship with his biological father.

However, at this moment, there is no room for pastoral thought too much. After he quickly mastered the "superimposed reality" Qiguang Knife Enhancement Knife Technique, he was determined to get Xiao back.

When Madrigal split the stone target with a straight face, the trembling old woman had already had the courage to report the battle.

It turned out that there was a dimensional cyclone in the upper sky of Celestial Ship, and the flood was caused by this. After the flood receded, the dimensional cyclone sank, causing frequent fires. The Xia people did not suffer many casualties, because their sharp horns sensed dimensional fluctuations and entered the shelter in advance to hide. However, after avoiding the natural disaster, but not **, the country of dead winter took the opportunity to loot all the tribes west of Tianque, and calculated the east wind season, lit a forest fire, tried to destroy Tianque's defenses with fire and smoke, and forced the Xia people to surrender without a fight.

"What about Xiao?" when the pastoral asked the prophet, his heart ached, and he only had Xiao's safety in his heart. If the Yanxia patriarch drops the chain, the situation of the pastoral will be extremely passive. But Xiao didn't drop the chain. She always complained about the madrigal's ruthlessness, but she carried out the madrigal's instructions meticulously. Perhaps it is precisely because of her remarkable achievements that this girl has the courage of a god.

What the pastoral can give to the Xia people, Xiao has given the pastoral song that can't be given to the Xia people, and Xiao has also given it to the long years when the pastoral has no time to take care of the Xia people, Xiao not only upgraded farming, ironware, masonry, army, education and culture, but also let the city wall rise from the ground, let the oracle shine in the east, let the hot summer culture flourish, and let the pastoral collect more and more membranes...... The pastoral song failed Xiao, and Xiao never lived up to the pastoral song.

"Xiao always does things beautifully, and she will never surrender without a fight. The old woman had reached the edge of the stargazing platform, standing in the heat wave, her curls flying, pointing to the black smoke of the forest fire: "The patriarch led an army of hunters, masons, and farmers to bypass the forest and move to the rear of the Dead Winter army, and launched a final attack on the enemy, and she wanted to take advantage of the enemy's revelry to drive the white ghost into the burning mountains." ”

"If you fight with your back to the fire, the white ghost may be afraid because of this, or you may fight to the death because of fear!"

"Xiao knows she's going to die, just as she knows you'll come back. The old woman's voice trembled with excitement, full of poignant pride: "Even if she dies in the mountains, even if the fire burns her beautiful body, but the fire in the hot summer lasts forever!

Madrigal looked back at the depths of the temple, and those quaint characters were particularly eye-catching: "Water, I am waiting for you in the flood, I am waiting for you in the ashes." ”

"I don't want you to turn to ashes!" Madrigal roared towards the sky, rushing towards the smoke-filled west.