In the red world, a white shadow swept through like a rainbow light, and if Wang Dao saw this speed, he might wonder why this was faster than his own leisurely pace.

"So, why am I running!" Twilight asked sullenly.

"That person has a mysterious power in his body, and he is a great threat to us!" another cold voice rang out from Twilight Snow.

"But I have you to protect me, so why should I be afraid of him?" questioned Twilight.

"It's not a question of whether you're afraid or not, it's a question of whether it's meaningful, there is still a period of time before the lotus flower blooms, there are at least six or seven hundred people left on this island, we don't need to fight to the death with a strong man, watching others compete, and reaping the benefits of the fisherman is the greatest wisdom!" The voice said: "Besides, don't look at the reputation of the Five Lotus Sect now, it was also a behemoth that several righteous paths couldn't fight together, who knows what inheritance is hidden in their sect that has not yet appeared..."

"You're the Emperor's Book!"

"Then let me ask you, where is the Emperor?"

Feng Duxue was speechless, since she had obtained the Emperor's book, the Emperor must be dead...

Even the emperor himself died on the road to succession, and he received the emperor's inheritance, so what is there to be proud of.

Feng Duxue nodded, beckoned, took out a luxurious book with a dark purple surface and gold pages inside, and after turning a page, she wrote down Yan's appearance and breath.

Mark it below, this person asked me to flee once without a fight, and I will come back with a hundredfold revenge in the future.

Yan really didn't chase after him, after all, in this world, he mainly relied on a pair of eyes, and since the pupil technique sneak attack was unsuccessful, it didn't make sense to catch up again.

Besides, the goddess of Yan's previous life was still Gao Yuanyuan...

Alas, the goddesses are married one by one, or Wang Zuxian...

"It's a pity that I couldn't ask more information to come out..."Yan sighed a little, he found that writing a novel is still different from being the protagonist himself, when writing a novel, you can ignore some logic and forcibly make women feel good, such as women think that this man is mysterious, and then fall in love with something like that.

If it was the situation just now, it would be impossible for that woman to run away so numbly, she must say a few more words, add some impressions and dig a pit or something, otherwise the reader will definitely scold the author for writing badly, and the protagonist will write badly...

But in reality, people's hearts are varied, each with its own plans, Yan didn't understand why this woman was in such a hurry to run away.

"Forget it," Yan continued to the center of the island.

He hadn't been here, but he didn't really need a map, the whole island was in the shape of a lotus platform, and the lotus seeds must have been born from the middle.

So, in the end, these thousands of people will gather in the center, but I don't know how many people will be left at that time.

"This Five Lotus Sect's election is really difficult, one out of a thousand..."Yan sighed, but in fact, it was okay, at least there was a chance, and the disciples of the Blood Lotus Sect didn't even have a chance to know that this lotus flower was in full bloom.

He also became more and more interested in the wilderness, and always felt that there were fewer exercises and fewer circumstances here, and compared to that side, there was a gap between the countryside and the city.

The map is too big, down a thousand people to the island on average, and no one can see it at a glance, Yan has a feeling that he is playing the live-action version of the wind tour, he regrets that he eliminated the four goods too early, and it is good to have someone to talk to along the way.

Now I don't have a mobile phone in my hand, and I can't play anything if I want to listen to songs.

Yan also thought that there were no people in the world who practiced music and rhythm, but he had memorized a lot of pure music scores and famous Chinese and foreign songs, and it would be good if he could sing them.

Huh?

Yan turned his head, didn't he meet a bamboo forest just now!

Yan hurriedly turned around, found the forest, looked at the red bamboo with the thickness of his thumb, he used the pupil technique to remove a few similar ones, and then began to drill.

I also have a dream of being a musician, but when I was a child, I didn't have the opportunity to study because of family conditions, and when I grew up, I had no motivation to learn, so I could only hold the computer all day and brush 666...

Yan looked at the crisp red bamboo flute, he actually didn't know how to make a flute, but there is a method of making a sound law instrument in the refining instrument scripture, Yan only takes the appearance and does not take the runes, this is a very simple musical instrument.

After trying out the tone, Yan memorized the power needed for accurate notes with a strong spirit, and then began to experiment with the tune.

Starting with the original scenery of your hometown?

Although this piece is not played on a flute, he has never even heard of that kind of instrument, let alone how to make it, so he will use the flute to make up the number.

Yan walked all the way, blew all the way, the first time he was still gnawing alive, the second time it was much smoother, and he heard a few wrong sounds, and then repaired the bamboo flute hole.

Waiting for the third time, Yan felt that his level was already able to record a video for people to watch on their knees...

"This is also the wonder of cultivation..."Yan sighed, the learning speed is too exaggerated, it is simply a personal calculator.

It's no wonder that this kind of world can't develop technology, the refiner can make any material he wants, and the computing power of the brain of a high-level monk is already beyond that of a supercomputer, in this case, who has the motivation to study the steam engine?

Proficient in the original scenery of his hometown, and then Sauvignon Blanc, parting, Liang Zhu, Sky City, Yan is proficient one by one, and plays one by one.

He didn't travel alone, he also brought dozens of countries and hundreds of years of cultural purification!

"Who's playing the flute?" An ethereal voice sounded in the distance, and what was very powerful was that although his voice was loud, it came in accordance with the rhythm, and it did not seem abrupt.

Yan put down his flute and looked over, and saw a young man in white standing on the top of a mountain across a river, a plain, and a mountain far, far away.

The boy looked at this side, full of curiosity and joy, which was a kind of touching to meet a fellow friend.

Yan put away the flute and walked in a different direction, he played the flute for his own amusement, the road to the province was too boring, but he didn't want to seduce anyone out.

As for the detour, it is rare to meet a like-minded person, and it is embarrassing to put it around, and you can't kill it, so it's better to hide away.

The young man sighed when he saw Yan's movements, he also longed for friends, but after others heard his name, the emotions that generated people were always only admiration and awe.

He didn't catch up, he just stood on the top of the mountain, watching Yan's figure get smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared into the land.

"Ma Dan is so boring, I want to go back..."Yan was tired, and he didn't want to play the flute anymore, so after thinking about it, he simply took off into the air and continued to fly.

At first, I walked slowly because I didn't want to encounter too many enemies at once, after all, I was rich in chicken...

How could I have thought that the entire map was so desolate, it took nearly an hour to meet seven people, and only five were killed...

Yan Fei was in the air, observing the whole of the island, and then he realized where the people here were...

Six or seven hundred people were on the other side of the road, confronting a group of native creatures!

And the lake that gave birth to the lotus Yan also saw, not far from this group of people, a lake that presented a standard circle, it is difficult to describe its circle with ghostly craftsmanship, Yan wants to describe it, this is a man-made circle.

Yan flew to the top of the lake, ignoring the movements of the two waves of people, but looked at the center of the lake, where there was a red lotus leaf, and in the center of the lotus leaf, there was a pale red, with white flower bones at the end.

"Is this what you want to rob?" Yan was curious, he didn't know what the use of this flower was, after all, he came here to leave a soul mark and absorb the aura, who knew that he was running into these people to grab the lotus.

In fact, it's not bad to leave the imprint here, after all, this is a spiritual energy core point in the Red Lotus Space, and there is no place where the spiritual energy concentration is stronger than here.

But as soon as he leaves a mark, the space will throw him out, and if he wants to come in, it is estimated that he will have to put a sect mark on his head like these Five Lotus Sect disciples.

Yan looked at the confronting group, looked up at the sky again, and then changed his purple clothes to light red, so that it was not easy to spot him when looking up from below.

He decided to just squat here and wait until the lotus was ripe before going down to grab it.