Fifty miles away from the Renkun tribe, there is an ancient well, there is a passage leading to the stone room in the depths of the ancient well, there is a stone statue in the stone room, and now there are two people in front of the stone statue.

Shi Qilin shook his head, patted his ears, and saw the stone statue in front of him, "How did I come back here?" No, there is only a pool here, there is no door, and the stone statue's gestures are different. ”

Mingkun, who was meditating not far behind Shi Qilin, closed his eyes and moved, and stood up, "You finally woke up." ”

Shi Qilin quickly got up and faced Mingkun, "Are you Dikun or Renkun?"

Mingkun's face did not change, and he looked up at the stone statue, "No, I am Mingkun, Yu Ke can rest assured, I don't want the power of your bloodline." ”

Looking at the person in front of him, Shi Qilin clasped his fists and bowed, "Then I don't know what the seniors are going to do when they arrest me here? As long as the juniors can do it, there is no danger to their lives, and the juniors will definitely do their best!"

Mingkun nodded, "I didn't expect that your kid is not only fast, but also quite clever, I heard Ming Xuanzi say, you seem to be interested in my spiritual text, and you can also see some doorways?"

Shi Qilin was stunned for a moment, and then also looked up at the gesture of the stone statue, the gesture composed of the stone statue's hands was completely different from the gesture in the cave when performing the Blood Moon mission, it seemed simple, but Shi Qilin learned it several times without success, "Senior, I only know that this gesture can not be made once, there must be a sequence in the middle, in order to form such a mystery, I think it should be related to the spiritual text that the predecessor said." ”

Mingkun nodded, "Not bad, yes, in such a short time, I can know how my handprint is typed, and it can be regarded as talented, you can watch it!"

With a loud shout, a brush appeared in his hand, exactly the same as the one Shi Qilin got before, but there were some extremely fine lines on the barrel, if it wasn't for Shi Qilin's use of spiritual power, he couldn't find it, and there was this one in Mingkun's hand, there was no ink on the tip of the pen.

A faint colorful mist appeared on Mingkun's hand, but it disappeared in an instant, and he raised his pen and began to write in the air!

A pinch, a simple pinch, as if a wall appeared out of thin air, the tip of the pen in Mingkun's hand was bent, and it was an understatement, but it seemed to be changing!

Retracting the brush, the pen marks in the air just now actually became more and more condensed! A burst of white light flashed, the pen marks were completely formed, and the hand of the Ming Kun pushed forward into the void, and the pen flew towards Shi Qilin, and stopped in front of him steadily, "Take a look." ”

Shi Qilin smiled dumbly, "I don't know what my predecessors want me to see, this ...... You suddenly want me to see it, I don't have a thought. ”

Mingkun put away the brush and sat down cross-legged, "Hmph, I'll give you an hour, if you can't see the way, I'll kill you!"

Looking at Mingkun cross-legged, he knew that this old man was not fooling himself...... Blinking his eyes a few times, Shi Qilin immediately stuck to the front of the pen mark and looked like he couldn't wait to have a few more eyes.

I don't know what the colorful clouds in his hands were just now, but they actually materialized the pen marks. ”

"The color just now is immortal qi, which is similar to Yuan Qi, but there are more than five attributes in it, and it is worthy of being a person who has transcended the Divine Martial Realm!

Qiqi exclaimed, and there was no sound.

Mingkun's eyes opened, and he slowly closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shi Qilin coughed embarrassedly twice, and continued to observe, "The old man just had immortal qi in his hand, which was similar to the vitality energy, so the thing in his hand was an immortal weapon? Is it similar to the martial arts weapon of our martial arts cultivators? The lines on it are formations? Obviously, there is no ink on the pen, it is obviously just a trace, but now it is so real in front of me, from nothing, turning the invisible into the tangible......"

Gradually, Shi Qilin seemed to have some ideas, and after taking a deep look at the marks, he also sat down cross-legged, motionless.

Half an hour later, Mingkun opened his eyes suddenly, "What! This kid is actually settled!"

A burst of golden light flashed, and Ming Xuanzi's golden figure reappeared, looking at Mingkun with a smile, "Reaching the realm of you and me, I have observed your spiritual text for a hundred years, and it has not been half an hour since this kid, it is really jealous, this kind of understanding ......"

Mingkun stood up and stroked his beard twice, "That's right, this kind of understanding, the old man is also the only one in his life, the old man just used the first form I learned when I practiced this method once, and now he has begun to pursue the origin of my path, if this son grows up, his stage is much bigger than you and mine." ”

"Haha, yes, we are a group of bad old men, we still have to go into the coffin, we can teach such a genius, and it is not to bury the things passed down from our ancestors. ”

"The old man still trusts Ming Xuanzi's hexagram, hahaha......"

At this time, in Shi Qilin's mind, he was standing on a colorful continent, and when he looked up, the sky was two colors!

Standing on the Red Continent, Shi Qilin slowly raised his hand, and when he raised his hand, his body also moved, and wisps of red silk threads flew out from the Red Continent and converged on his fingertips.

And now in the cave, Ming Kun and Ming Xuanzi were even more dumbfounded, the Shi Qilin in front of them was also a simple stroke, leaving a red trace, but this trace was actually made of fire!

However, in just an instant, this trace disappeared, Shi Qilin shook his head, and the surprise of the two of them also dissipated a little.

On the Colorful Continent, Shi Qilin shook his head, waved his hand, the red pen marks disappeared, and then there was a void stroke, and the red pen marks appeared again, Shi Qilin took a step in his mind, and he arrived at the yellow land, and it was another stroke, in reality, his body turned slightly, and his hand was raised again, and at the same time, a golden pen mark appeared!

Leave a green pen mark, and one more step, leave a blue pen mark. In the fourth step, leaving a brown pen mark, looking at the brown earth under his feet, he raised his foot again, but this time, his feet were still brown, and there was a change.

At this time, Mingkun was stunned in place, Ming Xuanzi swallowed his saliva, at this time, around Shi Qilin, there were five traces, a fire, a golden pin, a slanted leaf, a piece of water, and a piece of soil!

"I thought he wouldn't be able to write a single stroke, but I didn't expect it...... It seems that I have a successor, a successor, hahaha......"

Ming Xuanzi didn't move, and said lightly, "He seems to be not over yet......"