Chapter 137: The Purple Bell
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Wuxian was inexplicably a little sad, "Then I will never see the fairy in the painting again?"
The beauty in the painting sneered: "It's the same when you see me, we are one."
Xuanyuan swept her away without a trace, shook his head and said, "You are different."
After speaking, his body shook, and it seemed that something was also taken away.
Then Xuanyuan flickered without a trace, and his consciousness also recovered from that dream.
At this time, Xuanyuan Wuxian couldn't tell the joy and sorrow in his heart, because his dream had already woken up.
Whether the fairy in the painting is real or illusory, it is a dream of his youth.
Now that this dream was awakened, he didn't have much sadness, only endless loneliness and emptiness.
After all, it's just a picture.
It's still a false fantasy that has been molded by someone.
Xuanyuan Wuxian pointed casually, "Since you have broken through the seal of the picture scroll, then I don't want to hinder you, you can go."
The beauty in the painting was a little surprised by Xuanyuan Wuxi's change of attitude, glanced at him in surprise, and said indifferently: "Boy, don't think that I will be grateful to you in this way..."
Xuanyuan Wuxian glanced at her and sneered: "No need.... It's better that you and I don't see each other in the future."
The corners of the beauty in the painting twitched, as if she had transformed another expression, but she was forcibly contained.
"Impossible,.... Because the gate of the holy ruins is on you, and I can't survive alone without you," the beauty in the painting said a reason that shocked Xuanyuan without a trace.
"What do you mean?" Xuanyuan stared suspiciously into the other's eyes.
The beauty in the painting sneered, "Didn't you see the energy lines flowing from the scroll just now? they will always follow me, even if they leave the Mixed Element Diagram."
"You want to follow me all the time?" Xuanyuan Wuxian frowned slightly, and immediately opened the eyes of Wei Li, and indeed found that the blue lines behind the beauty in the painting had not disappeared.
"No... As long as you and I are in the same plane, I will not be sucked into the scroll space, so you must stay in the same plane time and space with me" The tone of the beauty in the painting became very domineering this time, and it was obvious that this was not a discussion, but a threat.
"No... I can't do it" Xuanyuan Traceless can not be bound by her, after all, he still has to go to the Eight Great Families for revenge, how can he be bound by her in a plane and space.
"Then it's up to you to decide" As he spoke, the jade arm of the beautiful woman in the painting shook slightly, and suddenly a canvas space began to expand the seal around Xuanyuan Wuji, and when Xuanyuan Wuxian reacted and pulled out the ghost eye knife, the entire space seemed to become the second layer of the picture scroll.
Xuanyuan used the innate qi in his body without a trace, and his arm turned into a war knife, rushing straight towards the only gap left.
must not be sealed by her and then painted in time and space, this is the most urgent thing in Xuanyuan Traceless's heart.
Xuanyuan knows very well that the body of the beauty in this painting is hidden in the low-level ghost, if she is sealed by her, then I am afraid that I will not want to regain the light of day in this life and this life.
Xuanyuan's traceless body was pulled out of the air, and after a few flights, he arrived at the gap, but at this time, there was already a person standing, and that was the beauty in the painting.
She stood on her arm, but her body was filled with endless spiritual threads.
The spirit silk was as graceful as a beauty, and suddenly floated up, and a dazzling light swayed.
In a trance.... Xuanyuan's traceless consciousness seemed to be rolled up, detached from the material state, and rushed straight into the boundless and endless darkness.
The sense of time and space around him was suddenly lost, and only the wisps of light that were always graceful under him.
Where am I? What is this place?
Whoever encounters such a situation again will be extremely frightened, and even forget that they exist.
That time and space bloomed instantly, like a brilliant firework, magnificent and dazzling.
In the blink of an eye, a dome was formed, like a heaven and earth shrouding Xuanyuan Wuxi's body. An inexplicable sense of depression made him almost breathless.
That's not breathing, it's a mental oppression.
At this time, Xuanyuan Wuxian raised his head suddenly, and burst out with a cry from the depths of his soul.
No!
It wasn't a voice, it was a rebellion from the depths of a purple soul.
At this time, from the material body, he raised his head suddenly, and a trace of spiritual light gradually flashed at the center of his eyebrows, and then the eye of Wei Li opened, and a golden pineal gland slowly rose. As the golden vortex swirled, a trace of mystery permeated the entire void.
What is that? Could it be the power of the Holy Ruins!!
Staring at the light mark in the center of Xuanyuan Wuji's eyebrows, the beauty in the painting was extremely stunned, and her arms trembled slightly....
Ever since she became famous, she hadn't been afraid of anything, not even those who had trapped him with a mixed element.
But right now, the mysterious ghostly light at the center of this kid's eyebrows made her feel palpitations, which was a sign of extreme danger.
With the level of the divine soul of the beauty in the painting, there is no human perception at the bottom, and the so-called danger is for a kind of energy that is many levels higher than oneself.
The delicate cheeks of the beauty in the painting twitched violently, and the apricot eyes flashed with confusion. She bit her red lips hard, her hands burst out, and she said viciously: "Since you have the power that you shouldn't have, then I will destroy you, and then take out your divine soul to seal it is the same."
The killing intent in the eyes of the beauty in the painting emerged, and the jade fingers gently catapulted from mid-air, and those spiritual silk threads turned into a swirl of light in the sky and condensed towards Xuanyuan Wuji's body, and it was close to three feet of his body, forming a colorful superdimensional aura.
From another dimension, Xuanyuan Traceless was like a greedy baby, inhaling a mysterious energy that could free Xuanyuan Traceless from the shackles of those spirit threads, and also allow him to manipulate the illusory shadow in another dimension.
That is, after the Xuanyuan Traceless Dan Mansion was shattered, it formed a light and shadow suspended in the extra-dimensional.
At this time, Xuanyuan Traceless's spiritual consciousness was attached to it, and as the shadow had a perception, Xuanyuan Traceless could stand up from an extradimensional perspective.
He still has no material state, just a blurred light and shadow, and he is still a shadow, but this shadow is extradimensional.
When Xuanyuan Wuxian saw the killing intent in the eyes of the beauty in the painting, he immediately poked out a finger from the perspective of the extra-dimensional, and unconsciously pointed at her back, with the four-color void fire rising into the air, the fairy in the painting trembled, and then she turned around in horror, and then her hands were all over the meridians, and then she stared at the void viciously, and said coldly: "Boy, you won this game, but I won't let you go, no one can stop me, those people couldn't do it back then, you can't do it even more." Halfway through her words, her entire body seemed to turn into a scroll of painting, spread horizontally, and then another scroll, all the light and shadow sucked into it.
At this time, Xuanyuan's six senses had returned to the main body, and it seemed that the scene that had just happened was like a dream.
It's just that the attack he suffered before is clear and undoubted, imprinted in Xuanyuan's traceless memory and cannot be erased.
Xuanyuan Wuxian didn't know the identity of the person in the painting, but he believed that she would never give up.
Xuanyuan Wuxian was not sure, when she broke through the seal next time, would she still be so lucky to escape?
But right now, Xuanyuan Wuxian had no time to think about this, because he found that Xingzhou was sailing into a Chenwei Gang.
That also means that he has come to the Immortal Palace plane, the place where countless cultivators look up to the Immortal Cultivation Empire.
When the flower boat was moored, Xuanyuan Wuxian rushed out of the star boat as soon as possible and set foot on this incomparably huge Chenwei port.
Although along the way, he didn't find those Eight Great Family Clan soldiers, but along the way, he also found out a lot of news about the Eight Great Families and the Immortal Palace plane.
After all, this flower boat is a land of three religions and nine streams, and there are many news from the upper class and secular rumors.
As long as Xuanyuan Traceless is willing to spend some immortal coins, he can get all the information he needs.
Xuanyuan Wuxian is also grateful for the generous boy who met him by chance, if he hadn't spent a lot of money in his hands, he wouldn't have the money to do these things.
Therefore, Xuanyuan Wuxian wanted to find him several times to thank him, but he was ruthlessly rejected.
It seems that the identity of that noble son is by no means as simple as a nurse thug.
Until the flower boat was anchored, Xuanyuan did not see the generous son.
Xuanyuan had no trace to report it later, and then he spent money to find a small shuttle, stepping on this small shuttle, his body could fly through the clouds and the ring at high speed.
It wasn't until he arrived on the True Plane Land that he returned the shuttle.
At this time, in Xuanyuan Wuxi's eyes, it was a huge and incomparably large palace city.
It's huge, from the perspective of Xuanyuan without a trace, I can't even see the boundary.
"Asgard, it's really extraordinary," Xuanyuan Wuxian said with an obsessive expression.
"Earth cat...."Just when Xuanyuan Wuxian was in a high-pitched mood, a gloomy voice came from his side.
Xuanyuan Wuxian immediately turned around and stared at the past when he heard the sound, and found that it was actually a bloated man. His hair is in a high bun, and there is a kind of golden ornament hanging on his sideburns, but it seems to be hanging twice as many copper bells, coupled with the fat and fleshy face of the other side, this honor, Xuanyuan Wuxian really dare not compliment.
It's just that he is not the kind of superficial person who judges people by appearance, so he stared at the bloated man and asked, "Isn't this fairy palace not magnificent enough?"
Yongzhong's mouth pursed, and he glanced at Xuanyuan Wuxian with a domineering look and sneered: "Isn't it ridiculous that you are the first time to come to the Immortal Palace, and you actually regard a Heavy Heaven Falling Xia City as a Fairy Palace?"
It turns out that this is not Asgard?
After learning the truth, Xuanyuan Wuxian cheeks were also slightly red, and he hugged his fist at the bloated man and said: "The kid is indeed the first time to come to the Asgard plane, and I hope that Brother Tai will give me advice, how to find the way in this Asgard Palace."
The bloated man glanced at him with that extremely disdainful look, and continued to sneer: "Just like you, you still want to go to the Sevenfold Heavenly Realm, I think you should save it, if there is no immortal order, you don't even want to enter Luoxia City."
Looking at the bloated man's eyes even more disdainful, Xuanyuan Wuxian was even more ashamed and unable to control himself, it was the first time since he left the Little Heaven Realm that he had been ridiculed like this, but he couldn't be angry with the person in front of him, after all, it was all because he was not fully prepared.
So Xuanyuan Wuxian continued to patiently ask the bloated man: "I wonder if Brother Tai can tell me where to get the Tongxian Order?"
The bloated man squinted at him and sneered, "With your identity, don't think about it, unless you can take out a thousand immortal coins,.... Not really".
Before the bloated man could speak, Xuanyuan Wuxian took out a fairy ticket from his arms.
As the bloated man saw the number on the paper, his eyes straightened. That's 5,000 cents.
I didn't expect this earth cat to be a rich man.
Now Lao Tzu is fat! The deep brilliance of greed in the eyes of the bloated man revealed that he couldn't wait to immediately pounce on Xuanyuan Wuxian and all the immortal tickets in his arms as his own.
It's just that he looked around and found that there were many people here, and it was not easy to start, so he tried to put a smile on that fat cheek and said, "Little friend, please come with me, I can help you with all this."
Regarding the change in the attitude of the bloated man, Xuanyuan Wuxian naturally saw it in his eyes, but he did not have any vigilance against him, because his cultivation was too low.
For a person who once killed a Taiyi True Immortal and imprisoned the smiling Yama, although his cultivation was already in the Dan Formation Period, he still would not be put in the eyes of Xuanyuan Wuxian in the Foundation Building Period.
As the two of them walked out of the port of Chenwei, they came to a jungle.
The bloated man stopped, turned around suddenly, had a fat face, stared at himself with bad intentions, and said: "Boy, if you know each other, you can escape everything in your pocket, otherwise Lao Tzu will..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound, and then the bloated man covered his mouth and stared at Xuanyuan without a trace with a hideous expression.
"Stinky boy, you dare to hit Lao Tzu".
"How about beating you? You deserve it too?" casually, Xuanyuan Wuxian slapped him on his fat face again.
The bloated man covered his swollen cheeks with his hands, grinning in pain, and drops of red blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.
At this time, the greed in his eyes was still not extinguished, but he couldn't believe that the opposite side was really a foundation building period of cultivation.
He blinked his eyes and looked at it for a long time before he was sure that Xuanyuan Wuxian was undoubtedly the foundation building period.
So he strengthened his courage, stepped forward, drew an arc with his arm, and actually took a full bow to shoot the moon, towards Xuanyuan without a trace, and shot a spiritual skill.
This fat man is bloated, but his spiritual skills are still very keen, only to see a purple light wave form a big bell, from mid-air towards the small seven-faced mask, there are also flashes of various spiritual runes, and then on the verge of coming down, Xuanyuan Wuxian also heard a very ancient Sanskrit chant in his ears. If Xiao Qi really built a foundation and cultivated, just this Sanskrit chant would be enough to make him lose his mind, and he was finally ingested by that huge bell body and internalized into meat puree.
This bell also seems to be a spiritual artifact, and it cannot be placed in the ranks. However, there is a magic circle in it, that is, with the help of the power of this magic circle, it can hurt people.
In just an instant, Xuanyuan Untraced unfolded his extra-dimensional perspective, directly looking inside and outside the entire Dharma Clock. Therefore, when the magic bell fell, Xuanyuan Wuxian calmly raised his left arm, and the ghost eye in his hand flashed, and suddenly a bright sword light penetrated the layers of magic weapon spiritual mist, directly knocking the magic bell to the ground, and with a knife qi permeating, the inner magic circle of the magic clock was actually pierced through a large fist hole.