The unpredictable golden pictures and texts, once in her distraction, there was a force that pulled her to paint, causing the heaven and earth aura near the hospital to stir, gather one side, purify the heaven and earth aura, and save Bao Jia's life on the operating table.

She was unconscious, and after a long time in her dream, she peeked into the golden pictures and texts drawn between the man in the robe and the desolate heaven and earth, the world changed color, and the man in the robe looked up, stinging Lin Luoran's consciousness and hurting her for a long time.

Since then, she has known that the golden picture and text are not an existence that she can covet for the time being, and she has extinguished her desire to learn. True cultivation, a lot of miscellaneous learning, alchemy refining weapon formation, she almost forgot about this thing in the corner.

I didn't expect to see you in the palace in the stone tablet!

Lin Luoran was shocked, he was convinced in his heart that the person who had come to the stone tablet was definitely not a man in a robe, but now it was difficult to justify himself.

Who else but him would do this?

Lin Luoran looked at the rice paper in his hand carefully, recovered from the shock, and calmed down to see that there were many hesitations in the lines, and there was no natural sense of quaint atmosphere... If this is a rune, it is more like a half-finished product that is being speculated and practiced.

A man in a robe, of course, would not paint such a half-finished product.

Who has ever seen him write golden images, imitating them as he once did? In this way, the words of those who have the man in the robe as the protagonist can also be said clearly.

However, who is the owner here?

This person has seen a man in a robe, and he also knows about alien civilizations, Lin Luoran suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming here, and he had a flash of inspiration, he was a pseudo-saint!

She paced on the bluestone steps in front of the palace, looking excited.

It must be a false saint.

Yes, at the beginning of the Tower of Babel, in the face of the coercion of the pseudo-saintess, her mind flashed frames of pictures of the emerald planet for no reason. If all this has happened before, can it be explained that because the man in the robe has been to an emerald planet, the pseudo-saint has seen him, and even seen him write golden pictures?!

Lin Luoran's hand holding the rice paper couldn't help but force it, opening a gap, her thinking had never been so smooth.

Since the man in the robe has been to aliens, and even more, if he is not an earthling, maybe the pseudo-saint suddenly came to the earth, and it has something to do with him?

The time point where the robed man is located is the flood wilderness, but the pseudo-saintess came when the three emperors and five emperors came.

…… At that time, she didn't find him, so why did she stay on Earth for so long?

Thinking of everything that the mad Taoist said about the pseudo-saint girl to the earth cultivation world, if she really had something to do with the robed man, Lin Luoran couldn't tell for a while, which camp the robed man who was faintly related to her was.

Deep down, she also sees the man in the robe as a good person.

It was an intuition in his bones, and Lin Luoran had never doubted this.

But the evidence deduced at this time was pointing in a bad direction, Lin Luoran was conflicted in his heart, pinched the rice paper with golden pictures and texts, rushed all the way out of the palace, and returned back and forth.

Confused, she returned to the emerald modern city.

Is this the home of the false saints? Lin Luoran looked at this green city, remembering the desolate background next to it, the life of the pseudo-saint spent thousands of years stranded on the earth, speaking of which, the time she lived on the home planet may not be as much as on the earth, right?

With her own strength, she secretly fueled the flames and reversed the once brilliant Xiuzhen civilization in the direction of scientific and technological civilization, from this point of view, the pseudo-saintess can be regarded as a stunning and brilliant character. But as a monk, he is destined to go against the pseudo-saint.

The Tao is different, and they do not conspire with each other.

Lin Luoran thought of the Alpha Alliance's invasion of the earth and the suppression of the monks, and then looked at the eyes of this emerald city, and there was no longer a neutral appreciation - her home planet, the earth, was once like this, bright and moving, and now it is full of devastation, but aren't these alien creatures making the ghosts?

The brocade has been cut open, and it is not someone who can repair it with pretending to help.

Cultivation has no borders, no star fields, but cultivators have a homeland, which is probably one of the eternal laws of the universe.

Lin Luoran only felt that the swaying was suddenly disappearing at this moment, and the Dao Heart was actually a sense of firmness that had not been seen for a long time.

When she calmed down, she immediately found another dilemma.

How is she going to get out?

……

Lin Luoran walked from the extreme west to the extreme north, and from east to south, this seemingly measurable distance turned out to be a boundless place.

You can't walk the end, you can't see the end.

If you hadn't experienced this feeling on the fairy mountain, the silence of no one speaking alone would have driven people crazy. In the huge world, this time she is really the only one left.

There were no beads, no fire phoenixes, they frolicked on the side, and entered this place with divine sense, she didn't know the circuit, and she was at a loss.

Thinking about it, this place may not be like the former residence of the pseudo-saint, and the biggest possibility is that this stone tablet is the prison that sealed her.

Lin Luoran didn't want to be trapped in this prison for the rest of her life, and after looking blindly like a headless fly, she walked to the palace where there was no one again. This place is cold, she doesn't like it at all, it is still the former Lin family house, which is the most in line with her heart.

The palace shook for a while, and it was demolished and rebuilt under Lin Luoran's eyelids, and it really became the appearance of the Lin family's old house.

The bluestone bricks, the red lacquered gate, and the green bamboo around the island in the backyard are all the same as the old mansion of the Lin family in the past.

Lin Luoran's eyes were red, the real Lin Mansion had been destroyed in the war, and the pseudo-saint was imprisoned in this monument, from this point of view, there were many benefits.

Because the palace became the old mansion of the Ming and Qing dynasties, the long wood and the rice paper with the portrait of the man in the robe were gone, and only the remaining golden pictures and texts were tightly grasped by Lin Luoran in his hands and did not disappear.

She thought for a moment, then spread out the rice paper with golden graphics and spread it flat on the table.

His heart moved at will, and he also conjured up a brush inkstone to copy the golden picture and text.

When he really picked up the brush, Lin Luoran realized that he had almost forgotten the brush skills he had learned when he was a child, and he wrote a few words, which were extremely jerky, and he couldn't even grasp the shade of pen and ink.

Lin Luoran sighed, spread out a piece of paper, didn't learn how to run before leaving, so he had to practice his words quietly.

She didn't know the passage of time in the stele, and in the real world, several creatures in the space, if the physical body was still there, would have been so anxious that their mouths would have been full of bubbles.

"She's been in that monument for three days, hasn't she?"

The swing is still the same swing, but the apple tree is not the original one, the fire phoenix pushes the swing for the silverfish, and His Majesty the Phoenix Emperor who is high above is a little worried.

The timber wolf frowned, "What's the good thing in the stele?" ”

Huofeng glanced at it, "That's for soul suppression, I'm worried that Xiao Linzi won't be able to run back if he is ruthless, and we will all have to finish playing." ”

The timber wolf thought for a moment, "Soul Suppression? I've heard of such a monument, wasn't it taken away by the Hehuan faction that year? I heard that there was no word tablet in front of the tomb of the Empress Wu in the end, how did you get here? ”

Speaking of Zhou Wu's wordless monument, Huofeng, an old monster out of the times, couldn't talk, but the white fairy, who had never spoken, was a little surprised: "Have you heard of Wu Mei'er of the Hehuan faction?" ”

The timber wolf was startled by her look and nodded involuntarily.

The white fairy took two steps forward and asked: "Before I died, but in the third year of Zhou Wu, Wu Mei'er went to the human world to become the empress, do you know what happened after her death... Let me ask you, what happened when the infant monk disappeared a thousand years ago? ”

The white fairy has been trapped under the abyss for thousands of years, and after coming out of the abyss, the people she cares about, whether they are dead or have left the earth, has always become a lingering mystery in the heart of the white fairy, she actually learned that the timber wolf happened to live in that critical period at this time, and she was naturally excited.

It was Huofeng, who also stared at the wood wolf in surprise: "Well, you little wolf is too dishonest, Xiao Linzi has been investigating the public case thousands of years ago, since you know, why don't you tell her?" ”

The timber wolf was shocked by the six eyes, and Nuno retorted: "Each of you has asked me......"

In fact, this matter is related to the great shame in its heart, it is not because it accidentally said it, it will not say it if it dies. Under the gaze of the three eyes, the timber wolf period Ai Ai looked like a face, and the words were not yet spoken.

Huo Feng suddenly screamed.

"Someone is moving Xiao Linzi's body!"

Everyone was distracted, the wood wolf escaped from death, Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the fire phoenix shouting in a strange voice: "Don't be a monster, wait for the emperor to see your appearance." ”

The wood wolf fell, and the white fairy also felt that this fire phoenix was out of tune, but he saw that the fire phoenix spit fire in his mouth, turned into a fire mirror, and presented the situation outside the beads in the mirror.

A pair of wet eyes were weeping at Lin Luoran's flesh with his eyes closed.

The fire phoenix screamed, and the fire mirror could no longer last, shattering.

The silverfish had an extremely long reflex arc, and when the fire mirror shattered, it also groaned, rubbing its eyes in disbelief.

"Brother Huofeng...... Look a little more closely. ”

The whitebait rarely trembles, which makes the white fairy and the timber wolf feel inexplicable and sour-they are all latecomers, and they participate in Lin Luoran's life, no more than the fire phoenix and the whitebait!

But who did they see?

…………

Lin Luoran in the stele, I don't know how long it has been, the brush has been practiced well, and then I went to copy the golden pictures and texts, and I got twice the result with half the effort and made rapid progress.

Because she is a god incarnation, she is tireless, and she has never stopped, and one day, the pen walks the dragon, and the golden picture and text are painted with seven or eight points... It was a version of the seven or eight points with rice paper, and a huge vortex gravitational force formed, pulling her out of the inside of the stele.

Her consciousness returned, her limbs warmed up, and she first noticed a bitterness in her mouth. The right hand grasped it tightly, and it felt like it should be the stone tablet.

Lin Luoran, who was familiar with the medicinal properties, tasted the juice of yellow essence at once. Why did she eat a mouthful of yellow essence? Who feeds her?

After being out of her body for a long time, Lin Luoran had a headache, and barely opened her eyes, against the background of fluorescent colors, a pair of clean and translucent eyes were staring at her wet, and there was no lack of joy when she woke up.

With silk-like fur, fluffy little claws, and a green body, Lin Luoran couldn't help but tremble.

There are thousands of foxes in this world, the green-skinned little medicine fox, but only the one she once raised-

One person and one fox looked at each other, more than 300 years apart, as if they were in a different world, Lin Luoran's eyes flashed in the corners of his eyes, and he muttered to himself: "Little green fox...... Little green fox, I found you. ”