Heaven, earth, Xuan, yellow.

After experiencing the initial various irregular changes, the later interpretation of the most cloudy and sunny tends to be pure, that is, all kinds of celestial phenomena and different celestial phenomena. When the most cloudy and sunny form was fixed into a round of small suns for a long time, Xin Fang also realized that this cultivation was probably coming to an end. Although Xin Fang still hadn't been able to comprehend the ultimate true meaning of the most cloudy and sunny day, he could barely borrow its essence.

Eventually, the little sun, which had been blurred by the most cloudy sunshine, rose into Xin Fang's consciousness world, and shone on his upper dantian like substance, making him feel hot even between his eyebrows. When the heat is stable, the sun has a new movement, and it gradually rotates. However, this phenomenon did not last long, and then the sun blew itself up without warning.

With a false explosion, Xin Fang suddenly opened his eyes, only to find that it was already dawn. Xin Fang reacted instantly, pulled up, leaned back and turned three steps to face the imperial prince and county lord, he noticed the deep fatigue in her eyes, and asked, "Didn't you sleep well last night?" The imperial prince and county lord's beautiful eyes were beautiful, and she just smiled slightly. Due to the mentality, there are already restrictions in the strange world, and it is the first night in the strange world, and it is normal for the royal prince and county lord to be sleepless all night.

Xin Fang looked distressed, he walked to the side of the imperial prince and county lord and said, "You better take a rest for a while, I'll go to ask the elder about something." The royal prince did not refuse, nodded to Xin Fang, she had already adapted to the background of the flower candles in the cave room after staying up all night, and she could fall asleep when she lay down on the bed.

"Rest well. Xin Fang covered the prince with a quilt, then turned and walked to the door. Coming to the door, Xin Fang easily straightened the crown halo, completed the magic circle, and then opened and closed the door softly. As soon as Xin Fang came out of the door, the old man happened to come to him, and he asked, "Village Chief, did you sleep well last night?" Xin Fang didn't want to dwell on this question, he nodded casually. Then he changed the subject and said, "Elder Zheng, your cultivation is very high, right?"

When the old man heard Xin Fang's praise, he came to his heart's content, and he said loudly: "It's not that I'm boasting, I really can't find anyone better than me in these nearby villages." The old man shook his bare hand in the void again, and the basic elements of the strange world were deeply formed five finger marks, and then converged into a spatial crack, and then evolved into a cluster of flames, like a very small holy fire, Xin Fang was dumbfounded.

This technique of the old man also initially showed his true law - the primary level of the demon system. The demon system of the Monster Realm is much more advanced than a small place like the Human Realm, and the mana that has been tempered by the background of the Monster Realm will be even more powerful. However, Xin Fang estimated that the old man's cultivation was still under the emperor.

The old man slowly let go of the basic elements in his hand and extinguished the flames. He also said to Xin Fang: "Give me an auspicious day of the zodiac, and I can eat a raw Origin Factor." The old man's words also let Xin Fang know that the basic element of the strange world was originally called the original world factor, and he was even more surprised by the old man's statement, if he really let him eat a raw world factor, it would really be called a rebellion. In the human world, even Huangdun can't control an attribute particle alone, let alone eat it even more powerfully. However, the old man said that he still needs an auspicious day of the zodiac, and what kind of concept Xin Fang is is unknown.

The old man looked at Xin Fang with a strong sense of war, which made the latter's heart uneasy. The old man suddenly took a step forward and moved closer to Xin Fang. said: "It's been a long time since I've been fighting, and they all say that I don't want to fight, I think they are ashamed of themselves and are afraid of me!

"Nope. Old. I'm even more inferior to you, and my cultivation is only the earth system. Xin Fanglian shook his head, he didn't want to expose his spells when he first came to the Monster Realm. Where was the old man willing to let Xin Fang go, he shouted: "Fight!" At the same time, the war spirit broke out. Distorts the void around you. The old man's right fist was like a thunderbolt, and with endless strange runes, he smashed towards Xin Fang heavily.

Xin Fang was only three steps away from the old man before. As soon as the old man broke out, he felt oppressed. Xin Fang didn't want to fight against the old man, so he cast a set of intentional double shapes to stop in front of him, and quickly dodged back ten steps. The intention to move the double form is misleading, and at the same time resisting the attack of the old man's demon system. It's just that the old man's punch has fully exerted the true meaning of the demonic mana, so he instantly tore the double form.

However, while the Intention Twin Form was annihilating, it was also consuming the punch of the old man, and more importantly, it was deflecting the direction of his attack. The old man's fist was worthy of Xin Fang's breath, and the back of the person slammed on the ground level, causing circles. Xin Fang made a false alarm, took another step back, gasped and calmed down, ready to attack and defend again.

The old man calmed down his mana, he looked at Xin Fang with appreciation, and exclaimed, "Village Chief, you have improved. His whole body turned into joy, and said: "According to the previous three chapters of the covenant, you will win if you take the old man's move, so this time you will win." Xin Fang was relieved when he heard this, and he was about to open his mouth to ask about the incident in the Strange Realm, but was interrupted by the words of the old man.

"The old man said that as long as you win, the old man will explain the origin and listen to you. Let's go. The old man threw out a sentence that made Xin Fang inexplicable, and then turned to leave. Xin Fang heard it in a fog, and after glancing back at the new house where the imperial prince and county lord were, he couldn't help but follow.

The old man took Xin Fang to a study, and there was a plaque hanging above the door, with the word "Chenghai" written on it. This is another area that is out of step with the style of the whole wooden house: the book is full of ink and poetry. It was hard to imagine that such an elegant book house would appear in the territory of the old man, and it seemed that this was still a place that he valued very much.

The old man stepped forward and pushed open the door, and Xin Fang followed him into the library. As soon as he entered "Chenghai", Xin was attracted by the poems and songs full of the house, especially the vigorous and domineering calligraphy, which was unique and enough to rejuvenate his heart.

"Come to the bottom of the magpie leaf for one or two sounds, and make trouble, and look at people. The door is empty, and no one in the world listens to it. For more than 20 years, Xu Qiandu has defended Ou Yu, which is amazing. A few willows but flute, all rotten, has been three more. In order to ask for supernatural powers, there is no trace of sorrow every time. Idle on the boat to throw the long wind, full of immortals, still with dreams. ”

"The mad remnant rain establishes Shenzhou, and the reflection of the lonely is enmity with people. If you ask why this life is going on, you will see the ghosts and sorrows back then!"

"The scenery is ruthless, autumn is getting old, how many years, I know his imperial affairs. Holding hands to go on a boat to the end of the world, from then on with a heart to the mountains and rivers. Candle shadows and flowers are thousands of miles, a pillow dreams back, who can give words. The lonely lamp pen has no ink on a cold night, and I advise you not to forget the day of returning home. ”

Xin Fang is immersed in calligraphy and words, analyzing and feeling the style and artistic conception contained in them. Before Xin Fang could get out of it, he was drawn to a new kind of ink treasure, which was a figure painting: a folding fan literati, with a radiant look, and his appearance was very similar to that of the old man. The payment is the old man.

"The old and the young are also a generation of talents. Xin Fang himself loves calligraphy and painting, and after appreciating the poems and paintings of the old man, he is impressed. Although the old man was delirious and a little crazy, Xin Fang had never been disgusted with him since they met.

The old man looked at the painting with a chuckle, his eyes flashing with a depth that Xin Fang had never seen before, and he pointed to another district and said to Xin Fang, "Village Chief, you go there again." Xin Fang nodded, curiously walking in the direction that the old man was pointing.

It was a fine brocade box, with a golden cloth proclaiming nobility, and it was embroidered with gorgeous patterns, which looked so pleasing to the eye. The old man said behind him, "You pick it up and open it." Xin Fang should be, holding the gold silk brocade box in his hands with both hands and opening it, and sure enough, it was a scroll inside.

Putting the brocade box down, Xin Fang took out the scroll, untied the tie, and slowly spread it out. When the scroll is fully unfolded, there is only one word in front of Xin - "dream". Although it is only a simple word for "dream", it highly contains the essence of literature and law. More importantly, the "dream" also embodies the persistence and bravery of the creator, that is, the old man (although Xin Fang does not know what kind of dream the old man has, he can interpret the attitude of the old man towards his dreams from this calligraphy).

"Legend has it that when the artistic conception of painting and calligraphy reaches the extreme, it will produce aura. When I saw it today, this statement was indeed true. Xin Fang was full of praise for the old man's writing. The old man asked Xin Fang for the calligraphy, held it in his hand and looked at it, and said with a complicated look in his eyes: "I have today, all thanks to the God General." ”

"God General!" Xin Fang heard this divine name again, and immediately concentrated his attention and listened attentively. (To be continued......)