"I know!" echoed in the library.

It's not really an echo, but it's a mastery of the art of space to the point of being freewheeling.

This method can be called a miracle, human god?

The two of them couldn't find a sound, so they could only look around, looking for the familiar and unfamiliar voice.

The voice said, "I don't blame you two for saving your people from danger. But he must be a child after all, and how can you be reassured that you have fallen so far?

I read the handbook on the child's body, regret the mountain, you have a heart.

10,000 years ago, I knew that you could survive until now, but fortunately you are out of the customs today.

If it's another three or five years later, even the Soul Gathering Grass won't be able to save you. Let me ask you, how many times has this centrifugal array been unstable in the past 10,000 years?"

"Eight times. "Regret Mountain looked into nothingness, and the light of worship appeared. At the same time, the shameless drumming was scolded eight times.

Yun Ling pondered: "It's close to my calculations, so when should it be this time?"

"I was deeply impressed when it broke out five years later. I don't think I can make it, so I want to make some arrangements. Although it is a little inappropriate, Huanran's idea is that he is really risking it, and he will not hesitate to cost the life of your grandchildren. Regret Shan said in his heart, with a wicked smile on his face, but that smile was difficult to detect in the shadows.

"Why are you becoming more and more like Bochuchul? Huanran's idea is to take risks, but it must be done, and I will do it myself. ”

Huan Ran immediately stopped: "Yun Ling, this big array has a lot of damage to the divine body. ”

"You tell me to be cautious, is it feasible?, if it is feasible, what about the way to avoid it?" Yun Ling asked rhetorically.

The greyhound replied: "With your cultivation, borrow the power of the spell clan's artifact to concentrate on the centrifugal stone, so that the power of the bloodline gathered outside cannot be supplied in time." Then gather the power of the bloodline of the whole clan to forcibly make it work in reverse. At the moment of stopping, you and I simultaneously exerted force to place the centrifugal stone within ten rooms, and at the same time ordered the Regret Mountain to place the soul separation array in the place of the centrifugal stone. Even so, it can only solve the problem of the bloodline being suppressed, but the phantom array is still there, and this continent will continue to float. ”

Yun Ling said worriedly: "The bloodline problem is the biggest problem, but this is a grievance. ”

"Even if I can finally solve this formation problem, I'm afraid it will be a hundred years later. Huan Ran said worriedly.

"It's okay, I'm already in the battle, and I can hope to get rid of it, which is a great blessing. What's more, I became the helmsman, although I couldn't really stop the mainland, but it was good to be able to steer his direction. In the meantime, we can turn this continent into the most prosperous air trade continent, and when the time comes, the merchant ships of the elves will be unmatched. Why not? Just, first of all, make sure that I can manipulate this formation. "Regret Mountain is looking forward to the not-so-distant future.

"I'll pass on your mind. "It doesn't matter with a happy face.

"That's fine. "Regret Mountain breathed a sigh of relief, he is a soul body, just a gesture.

"I already know the intentions of the two of you for that child, but I don't know why such pure elven bloodline?" Yun Ling wondered.

"Coincidentally or unfortunately, the child's mother is an elf. It's the little girl who made the world change color back then. Regret said a little nervously.

"What are you talking about—Qing Yu?" Yun Ling saw the two of them nodding, and said, "Huanran, although this drum looks steady, it is actually deliberate. Presumably there will be a headache for you in the future. But Qingyu's past, in my opinion, don't mention it. ”

Regret and Greyhound glanced at each other, and nodded silently.

Although Yun Ling did not come to the front of him in person, he must have been around the library building, but he seemed to be able to see it, and said, "Actually, I just remembered that unfortunate past because of her. The Demon King's heart was beating like a drum, the gods of the heavenly realm were endless, and there was no longer peace in the Wind Lake, and the young mother's eyes were full of sadness, full of disappointment in the forest, and I could only meet her complaints in my dreams. The child of the past now has blood, and I don't ask for anything else, I just hope that he is safe. ”

The two of them became solemn, and they should have spoken in unison.

......

Drum rushed out of the library, he was going to buy meat for his teacher.

He ran and weighed the weight of the meat, not just the weight.

It has a symbolic implication that others worship their disciples with tea, and he wants to serve his disciples with meat.

Fortunately, he didn't cut it off from his own hands, thinking about the greedy eyes of the gray dog, and then thinking about the conversation with Grandpa Regret Mountain, he was loved by Jingsheng, and this was the first time in his life that he had this kind of admiration for creatures other than his clan.

Passing through the Wenxu Temple, he met an elder of the clan. Usually he just says hello, the other party only copes, and he doesn't care, but today is different.

He ran up to the middle-aged man and bowed deeply, "The junior has seen Elder Qin. ”

That Elder Qin had a very elegant name, named Qin Yin.

This Qin Yin is usually best to play the piano and rhyme, and it is very kind.

Once upon a time, he turned a blind eye to the patriarch's grandson, not because he had no one in his eyes, but because the little guy's expression was too frivolous, and he hugged his fist lightly.

Most of the people in the clan just laughed it off and teased a few words.

But what does it mean to come in such a hurry today, and to be so solemn?

Busy hugging fists, this is the habitual action of all male clansmen, seeing the drum must hug the fist, there is no distinction between young and old.

Elder Qin was puzzled, "Young Master Yunge, why is this so?"

I wandered in Flower Street, and the patriarch also knew it;

The last few unsuccessful sons haven't caused much trouble;

I didn't take a concubine, and my wife didn't make trouble with the elders' meeting.

The thoughts in his heart were surging, but he was anxious about Mr. Qin, who has always had a steady temperament.

Gu Gu smiled: "You still call me to listen to the drum more comfortable, regret the heavens, I can cultivate." He said he couldn't say who he was, and if he did, it wouldn't work. ”

After speaking, he turned around and ran forward again, and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a confusing rhythm that Qin Yin resounded back and forth in his brain.

He slapped his head and hurriedly turned away.

He was going to Liuxian Garden to find flowers, and he wanted to write down this rhyme and let the flowers play to him.

I don't know where I came from, and I don't know where I'm going, the melodious sound of this piano will definitely alarm Xuantian City.

He also disappeared, and he had already thrown what the drum said out of the sky.

Gugu passed by Zhantian Pavilion, but he didn't see Uncle Danzi, and said in his heart: I usually practice physically, why is it missing today?

Suddenly spotting a figure, he hurriedly shouted, "Brother Yanping, wait a minute!"

Yan Ping is nearly 16 years old this year.

In Yan Ping's eyes, Gugu is just a child.

He didn't mind these subsections, he didn't know if it was a matter of temperament or memory, and he never cared about them.

This is not due to Yan Ping's age and mentality, but to call Yan Ping's father Yan Tianze as Brother Tianze, which has become an eternal joke in the clan.

However, he didn't care, maybe he didn't bother to remember this, because Yan Tianze and Yan Ping were too much like brothers, and it seemed that Yan Ping was only a few years older.

Yan Ping, as the eldest disciple of Danzishu, has always been very respectful.

"I don't know what the important thing is for the little brother to find a brother?"

"You just need to remember, I can cultivate. He said he couldn't say who he was, and if he did, it wouldn't work. ”

"Who is Regret Heaven?" Yan Ping asked puzzled.

"It's an antique, you go ask the patriarch. After speaking, he ran through a string of stone steps and came to the outside of the Asking Heaven Tower.

In a trance, he seemed to have noticed the back of a young woman in white in front of him, but he disappeared in an instant.

What the hell? There's a ghost invasion?

He shook his head again and laughed at himself, then walked forward again.

But in a flash of space, the back of the woman appeared again, but the hair and the pointed ears - it reminded him of a man.

Isn't Grandma Yun Ling in retreat? Besides, even if she is out of the customs, she knows herself, and it is impossible for her to see herself.

In short, I want to see the ceremony, grandpa said, people in the world, the first thing is to pay tribute.

So, he bowed to the white-clothed back and smiled, "I've seen this sister." ”

He found that the woman was not moving, so he took a few steps forward, only one step away from the woman, and whispered, "Regret Mountain said, I can cultivate." He said he couldn't say who he was, and if he did, it wouldn't work. ”

The back suddenly turned around, and a graceful and elegant face appeared in front of his eyes.

Her ears are pointed, exactly like her mother's. Coupled with that look, it made him breathe short, and the beauty made him feel suffocated.

His heart moved, and he hurriedly bowed and asked, "Dare to ask seniors, but grandmother Yunling?"

He still put his grandmother in front, otherwise he would always feel uncomfortable calling her by her name.