"Stop, who the hell are you?"

Ning Wutian shouted, and the sound spread thousands of miles.

But there was no response, and the figure before it was as if it didn't exist at all.

After a long time, Ning Wutian was shocked: "Immortal Spirit Formation Base, what is it?" ”

Shaking his head, Ning Wutian stepped into the void and quickly left here.

At the same time, he divided a part of his consciousness, used the ability of the controller, and divided his mind into two uses, entering the virtual world of the heavenless civilization.

In addition, he directly developed the game "Century Home" by Chen Ruixiang.

Ahead is a beautiful mountain peak, where an estate has appeared.

Although there are buildings blocking it, as the controller of the Heavenless Civilization, Ning Wutian can see that those buildings are all turned into data and seen through.

Inside the manor, a palm-sized girl was holding a painting, drawing like an ordinary mortal.

It was a family of three, sitting on a stool, and their lovely daughter was held by them together, and the happy family atmosphere emanated from the picture.

It can be vaguely seen that the daughter who was held by the couple looks similar to Xi'er.

But the couple never saw their faces clearly.

It's weird, it's not that there are no facial features, but I just can't see the face clearly, and it seems that there is something to block it.

Xi'er kept drawing, as if she had forgotten the time, forgetting herself.

From time to time, she murmured cutely: "I'm so happy, Xi'er also has a home, and her parents love ......"

Ning Wutian watched from a distance, and couldn't help but reddened his eyes.

Ning Wutian finally knew why Xi'er needed care so much.

Because she is a heart in her own right. It is part of the heart left by Nuwa Niangniang. Through endless years. Wisdom was born and had a life of its own.

This is the heart, how can you be lonely?

As a heart, how can we lack love?

It's no wonder that a birthday cake can make Xi'er fall into the realm of enlightenment and take that step.

Ning Wutian still remembered that when Xi'er saw the statue of Nuwa Niangniang, she touched the statue with tears. Keep asking, "Why not the kids?" ”

It can be imagined how much Xi'er hopes to have her own parents and how much she hopes to have a happy family.

But on the contrary, she is only half of the heart of an immortal derived from spiritual wisdom, which can be regarded as born of heaven and earth, without father and mother.

If you really want to talk about parents, Nuwa Niangniang can be regarded as her mother, but Nuwa Niangniang no longer knows where she went.

"Xi'er, you still have teachers, and there are many people who love you." Ning Wutian said.

But Xi'er seems to sink into some kind of artistic conception. And there is an inexplicable force to isolate this virtual world.

Even as a controller, you can't force this isolation to break. Otherwise, it will disturb Xi'er.

Eventually, Ning Wutian left the virtual world.

"Xi'er's deity may still be in the Nuwa Academy, and it may even be in the cave where there is a statue of Nuwa." Ning Wutian guessed.

……

In the deepest part of Nuwa Academy, in a mysterious cave, there are two super strong stone statues guarding the outside, and there is a spatial barrier to isolate it.

In the deepest part of the cave, a stone statue of a woman with a snake tail stands on the altar.

In front of the stone statue, a palm-sized girl hovers her knees with her eyes closed, suspended a few centimeters above the altar floor.

Her body emitted a faint white light, her delicate and cute little face was expressionless, and her breathing seemed to stop completely, only the fluctuation that seemed to be there proved that she was still alive.

At this time, the stone statue of the woman with a snake tail suddenly emitted a very slight light, and an inexplicable force enveloped the palm-sized girl.

On the girl's expressionless face, a smile of satisfaction suddenly appeared, and she also exuded the aura of family affection, and as time passed, her aura was gradually becoming stronger.

……

Half a year later, Ning Wutian came to Nanling.

This was his first time in Southridge.

"It is said that there are graves here, why can I see a grave after I walked for so long?" Ning Wutian was puzzled.

Ahead, there are endless hills and towering mountain peaks.

Here, there are many mountain peaks and no people.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a streamer of light streaked across the sky in front of them.

Ning Wutian's eyes froze: "Yanjun from Zhongzhou? What is he doing here? ”

Ning Wutian followed from afar, and with the Heavenly Eye, he didn't worry about losing it at all.

Soon after, Yan Jun stopped in front of a medium mountain peak and circled around it, as if inspecting something.

After a long time, I saw him seal his hands, cut the void, and sank into the earth.

Others may not be able to see it, but Ning Wutian, who has the eye of heaven, found that as the magical handprint was played, silk threads appeared and spread.

Those silk threads quickly formed a formation.

The small formation formed a large formation, and the large formation was combined again to become a more powerful formation.

"Formation?" Ning Wutian was taken aback.

Although he had never seen others arrange formations, he had also learned about the relevant knowledge and knew the cumbersomeness of arranging formations.

But Yan Jun can arrange the formation with his handprint alone, but it seems that this formation is still very powerful, which can be seen from the cumbersome lines.

Ning Wutian quietly approached, and it wasn't until he got close to a kilometer that he sensed that an aura of law power emanated from Yan Jun's body.

Ning Wutian suddenly glared: "The eleventh Formation Craftsman in the special talent ranking!" ”

The formation master is a natural array mage, and when he is at his highest form, he can be arranged into a great array of heaven and earth with a single thought.

Ning Wutian didn't have any concept of the formation before, but after seeing the Holy City's protective array, he realized that the powerful formation was also very terrifying.

The aura emanating from Yan Jun's body, Ning Wutian, is definitely something that many array craftsmen can have, and that is definitely the most original formation master talent.

"I didn't see it, this kid turned out to be a talent of the array craftsman, and he has always underestimated him, and he is so deep!"

Ning Wutian pondered, thinking about how to get a formation craftsman's talent qi from Yan Jun, so that he could also derive this special talent.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, on the surface of the mountain peak in front of him, the light of the formation flashed, and the tall mountain peak disappeared directly from the place.

"Huh?" Ning Wutian was taken aback, this is the legendary phantom array?

A powerful phantom array can hide what should be there, and let people pass by there, not knowing that there is a big mountain there.

In the void in front of him, Yan Jun smiled with satisfaction, below him, there was originally a mountain peak, but at this time it turned into a plain, as if that mountain peak did not exist at all.

"Brother Yanjun is such a powerful method."

Suddenly, a voice came from far and near, and a young man flew from the sky.

"Mu Ronghui?" Yan Jun's eyes narrowed, and then he sneered: "This mausoleum has been occupied by Yan, you can go elsewhere." ”

"Mausoleum?"

Ning Wutian, who was secretly, was taken aback, the mountain peak just now was a mausoleum?

That's clearly a mountain, how can it be......

Suddenly, Ning Wutian had a stirring spirit in his heart, this Nanling, this kind of mountain peak is as many as the sand and gravel of the Ganges, but there is a saying here, there are many graves in Nanling, and they are patches of graves.

Could it be that all these peaks are graves, right? ——

The Formation Craftsman has finally appeared. (To be continued.) )