He looked sideways at the picture of the beauty hanging on the wall, and the beauty was still smiling, like a goddess descending to earth in the dim room. He walked to the picture of the beauty, and his fingertips stroked the paper scroll, which was dry and yellowish, as if a long time had passed, but the person in the painting was lifelike. It is impossible for the spirit of the hairpin to disappear for no reason, unless...... It's into the painting.

He can't enter this painting because there is a ban on this painting, and the person who is under the ban has a higher cultivation than him, and if he wants to break the ban, he must either meet the conditions for entering the painting, and it is obvious that he is not. Or, forcibly break through with Yuan Force.

Mendon's words echoed in his ears again.

"Uncle Shi, you can't force your luck now, fighting with the merman before, it has already made the stagnation of the Yuan Force in your spiritual veins unstable, if you use it at will, I am afraid that the loopholes in the spiritual veins will not be able to control it......"

In fact, this was already felt when he was chasing the Golden Flower Tiger. That's why he didn't use the Yuan Force to directly crush the Golden Flower Tiger, so he was injured because of it.

He came to leave the country of Er, saying that it was true that he saw that Yang Haixing did not let her cultivate with Mu Jiexiao, and that he might be able to find a substitute for the piano worm in the secret realm. And now, the replacement of the lyreworm has not been found, but it has made the loopholes in the spiritual veins more and more impossible to repair, and the gains outweigh the losses.

He can no longer force his luck.

But......

The young man turned his head, and the woman on the couch was sleeping calmly, with a flower stick at his side. The empty mahogany box was placed in the corner of the wooden couch, on which a young man in a long robe was sitting upright playing the sheng, and the phoenix bird was flying.

In the wilderness, only this low thatched hut froze silently in the darkness like a faint firelight.

......

In the chaos, there was a stream of flowers like a waterfall.

The flowers seemed to be endless, dyeing the white layers of this nothingness red and gilding them with a layer of bright color. The water ripples from the side are still soft with the moonlight, the moonlight reflects the sea of flowers, and in this crimson streamer, a green light will tear the beauty apart, those flowers are scattered, the woman's voice is clear, and she seems to have the determination to break everything.

"Fire Tree Silverflower—"

The light in the chaos dimmed, the heavens and the earth turned into a thick black, and in the boundless darkness, countless starlight, perhaps fireworks, burned out from afar. Those bright, mesmerizing lights fall on people's eyes, almost burning them. And that stick is like a cluster of fireworks about to burn brilliantly, enveloping the circulating spark itself.

The woman seemed to sigh.

The other green stick turned forward, only a little in front, so the fierce stick wind was quickly dispersed, countless stars scattered into ashes, the water waves became bigger and bigger, almost swallowing the heaven and earth, the soft and long ripples seemed to tear everything apart in an instant, the hairpin star's face changed, and he fought his fate to turn his whole body to resist, and he was still hit in the chest by this "mirror flower and water moon".

She threw herself out and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Fairy Qinghua stood in place, her robe was not even crumpled a little, and her eyes were a little disappointed when she looked at her.

Hairpin covered his chest, only to feel the pain of falling up and down his body.

Her "Qing'e Flower Stick" has been practiced to the second level, but the "Fire Tree Silver Flower" can't even hold on to a stick of incense under the "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon" of Qinghua Fairy. She knows that this stick is powerful, but she has never known how powerful it is, and now in the hands of the original owner, she finally understands one or two, it turns out that the flower stick is really not a flashy stick with bells and whistles.

This stick fell into her hands and ruined, and it was really not a joke.

"Again?" Qinghua Fairy asked.

Hairpin waved his hand: "Wait, let me rest for a while." "She has been defeated again and again, and she has been defeated again and again, as if she is a humanoid sandbag, and she has been beaten by Qinghua Fairy I don't know how many times. Gu Baiying knew that his mother was so fierce? Even if it's just spiritual sense, it's not relentless.

But it can't go on like this, she has done her best, and her cultivation is still very different from that of Qinghua Fairy. Even if you do it a hundred times, the ending will not change. A person's divine consciousness can't leave the body for too long, and I don't know if the time in this painting is the same as outside the painting, if she doesn't defeat the Qinghua Fairy soon, she can really only be trapped here forever, and she can't get out again.

For the sake of today's plan, only the protagonist's aura can save her life, but unfortunately, she is not the protagonist, and even Xiao Yuanzhu is no longer useful.

"Fairy, it's not fair." Hairpin Xing gasped while discussing with the other party: "I am in the early stage of Jindan, but you have already crossed the catastrophe." If you ask a baby to test his fists and feet against an adult, it is clear that he is bullying. It's better to kill me with a knife and give me a good time. ”

"If you choose someone, it proves that you have the ability to pass the test."

Hairpin blinked: "Then what ability do I have that can pass the test?" ”

Fairy Qinghua said indifferently: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed. ”

“......”

Hairpin Star only feels a headache, if it is the protagonist, naturally no matter what danger the trial, he will always pass in the end. But she's not a shepherd, she can't get through, that is, she can't get through, if a person dies, he's really dead, how can she be lucky?

Besides, there is nothing on her body now, Xiao Yuanzhu is not moving, the Qiankun bag is also outside the painting, those niche rune paper pills are not used, even the cat is not around, only a conjured flower stick, not even an intermediate spiritual weapon, in this case, if you want to turn the tables against the wind, it is like a fool's dream.

"You've seen my exercises, too." Hairpin Xing said helplessly: "The same stick method, in the hands of people with different cultivations, the power is really very different. I can't defeat you, let alone defeat you with "Qing'e Flower Stick". ”

"The extent to which the mind is exerted has nothing to do with cultivation, what matters is the comprehension of the exercises." In the chaos, the skirt of the Qinghua Fairy fluttered slightly, "You can only exert one-twelfth of the ability of the mental method now, because you have never truly comprehended it at all." ”

Hairpin Xing sighed, it's easy to say, but this mental method is just that, looking at those words horizontally and vertically, what flowers can you comprehend? A stick method, just learn it according to the moves above, is it difficult to do reading comprehension?

She shook her head, rolled over and stood up, and when she turned her head, she saw a red flower left on the ground.

This is the flower in the hand of the Qinghua Fairy on the beauty picture, and it is also this winged flower, which dragged her from the thatched hut outside the painting to the test in the painting. This flower was in her hand before, but later during the fight with the Qinghua Fairy, she probably accidentally fell it.

She bent down to pick up the flower, but when the Qinghua Fairy behind her saw this, her expression suddenly changed slightly, and her voice was urgent for the first time: "Don't touch it!" ”

The hairpin touched the flower.