The three of them put their hands on the stone wall, the palm of their hand flashed, the scenery in front of everyone's eyes changed, the three of them subconsciously closed their eyes, and suddenly entered the teleportation space in the stone wall.

Su Yi "closed" her eyes.

The rapid changes in the surrounding scenery made Yang Pan, a person who could step into the cultivation realm, a little unbearable, because he didn't notice the more and more inexplicable look on Su Yi's face—it was not a look that could be covered by a pair of eyes.

A layer of hazy golden light appeared on Shen Yifeng's body, and before he could react, he gradually lost his sense in a Buddha horn, knowing that in the end, he could only scold "old bald donkey"!

He didn't understand why such a thing had happened at the last minute.

"When I go back, I must make another note!"

Su Yi, who was in the midst of the storm, felt nothing about this.

She seemed to see something.

Her closed eyes did not lose their visual function due to a layer of eyelids, on the contrary, the picture in front of her gradually became much clearer.

This is a small wooden house, Su Yi carefully studied the surrounding scenery, a somewhat worn wooden chair was placed in front of her, and from the current angle, only the upper part of the back of the chair could be seen.

A figure was struggling with something in a moon-white blouse, and due to the angle, he only leaked a smooth chin, he seemed to be a rather lazy person, and the moon-white robe was slightly open, revealing a not-so-tight undershirt - through which two beautiful collarbones could even be seen.

The moon-white shirt didn't seem to care much about the surroundings, and he didn't react at all to Su Yi's undisguised gaze, his slender fingers tapped regularly on the wooden table, and the sound of percussion passed along the thick wooden table to Su Yi's ears, which looked particularly dull.

Wait, why is this finger so familiar? And the clothes......

Before Su Yi could say anything, the owner with a smooth chin opened his mouth with some distress.

“...... Lord, yes, there is ...... Possibly, but ...... Fallen, too...... How...... What can't? Hmm...... Indeed, that she ...... Where? It seems...... That question is up to her...... How to find ?...... Well, how do you write it......"

Although it was just the owner's meaningless murmuring, and it was not really heard through the deafening percussion, it did not prevent Su Yi from hearing who he was from that voice......

"Lu Ziying?!"

The voice paused, almost teaching Su Yi to think that he had heard his unconscious shout.

But soon, his slender fingers reached out where he could not see behind him, and when he withdrew it, he already had a slender brush in his hand......

The owner of the hand moved up a little, and he seemed to lean down, but unfortunately, now he couldn't even see that smooth chin.

Ruyu's fingers showed some protruding knuckles because of the pen, and there was a hint of beauty in the contrast of the brown pen shaft as thick as bamboo.

Su Yi didn't have time to sigh how could there be such beautiful hands in the world, so she saw a big face appear in front of Su Yi.

"Yo, what are you looking at?" With a smile in his eyes, he looked at Su Yi, with a bad smile on the corner of his mouth, and his tone was a hint of pickiness and familiarity, and his fluttering words were like the usual greetings of "Have you eaten?"

Su Yi was shocked into a cold sweat, Su Yi had never been so sure, he saw it as himself.

The man smiled with satisfaction, as if he could really see the reaction of an inconspicuous Qi cultivator three thousand years later. He raised his eyebrows, and his clear eyes reflected Su Yi's appearance at this time-

A dusty stone.

Su Yi: ...... I seem to understand something......

The current situation is similar to the ability activated by the ugly boy last time, which made Su Yi intersect with this Lu Ziying who should have left this world three thousand years ago. Unlike the last time I possessed the ugly child, this time the object of the possession should be that inconspicuous stone.

She opened her mouth, but suddenly remembered that she had no mouth in this state, but Lu Ziying didn't seem to intend for her to answer, he still maintained a leaning posture, still with that light and breezy appearance, he held Su Yi with his empty hand, and the rice paper that Su Yi was originally pressing fluttered a corner.

"Why don't you do it. His eyes lit up, as if he had remembered some good idea.

Lu Ziying took her, and the robe was flicked, revealing an ordinary-looking long sword behind him, and the red strip of cloth on the hilt of the sword faintly revealed the black marks left by the blood after it dried up.

Lu Ziying stepped on the long sword under his feet, carried the method of the imperial sword, and quickly cut through the void and arrived in front of a stone wall.

Su Yi's pupils shrank when he saw this stone wall, this stone wall was all too familiar to Su Yi - just now, they were still discussing the content of the stone wall.

Lu Ziying is that "madman"!

Su Yi suddenly rose a trace of curiosity, since she could see the process of writing his poems, wouldn't it mean that she could know the reason why he wrote this?

She woke up suddenly, and immediately watched Lu Ziying's movements without blinking.

Lu Ziying seemed to look at her, a little curious, thinking that there should be some way to know her state.

Lu Ziying took the pen at first, and then gestured against the huge stone wall, feeling that it was inappropriate - too thin, not domineering enough.

He thought for a moment and drew his saber.

"Good sword!" Su Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Lu Ziying said with crooked eyebrows: "You also think this sword is good...... This is something that I spent a lot of effort refining when I was in the mortal realm......"

No, she just thought it was funny that the young master sighed every time someone drew his sword......

But......

"The Mortal Realm?" Su Yi was a little shocked, she came from the mortal world, and naturally knew that it was impossible to make a good spiritual weapon from the 'native products' of the mortal world. Whether it is flowers or stones in the mortal world, because of the lack of spiritual energy nourishment, it is very fragile compared to the immortal cultivation world nourished by sufficient spiritual energy, and it is already very rare to be able to withstand the spiritual power of the foundation building period, let alone Lu Ziying, who has already cultivated to the peak?

Lu Ziying didn't seem to pay attention to the shock of a stone, he seemed to recall some past events, carefully looked at the sword body for a long time, and then sighed lightly: "...... It has to be successful......"

Su Yi didn't know why, so she had to stare at his every move according to the previous train of thought.

Fortunately, Lu Ziying began to write stroke by stroke without procrastination.

"My ......"

"Is it indeed a hidden poem?" Su Yi couldn't help but speak.

"Hidden head poem?" Lu Ziying's eyes lit up, "You also know the hidden head poem, I thought only my mysterious senior brother knew about it...... Wait, you don't seem to be from that time and space, aren't you, the same kind of person as my senior brother?"

Su Yi: "Senior brother?"

Lu Ziying was stunned and smacked her lips with some pity: "It seems that it is not." Also, your form of existence is very different from his......"

He scratched his head, looking very melancholy: "...... I'm so confused right now. ”

Su Yi spread his hands: "...... Actually, I'm the same. ”

However, after the payment was made, Su Yi saw Lu Ziying's serious face, and he didn't know what means to use, the screen in front of Su Yi began to be chaotic, and then turned into a large mass of color blocks, and then a flower in front of him, before Su Yi could react, he heard a "boom".

The stone wall blew up.