Chapter 388: Danger Lurks (Page 1/1)

In the city built by the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Mountain, there is a huge teleportation array, which can achieve ultra-long-distance teleportation, and the teleportation of several days is equivalent to the journey of a Daoji monk who has been flying at full strength for several years.

Ahem......

Qin Song gritted his teeth, but there were still blood stains flowing from his nose, and the little fairy crane hurriedly wiped it off for him with a handkerchief.

"Hehe, it's okay, this little injury is nothing. Qin Song took a breath, and then touched the little fairy's hair dotingly with his hand that was not trembling as much as possible: "The little girl has grown up and become more and more beautiful, if she marries a man in the future, won't she let him pick up a big bargain for nothing?"

The beautiful girl showed a touch of shyness, and her pretty face was slightly red.

Qin Song flicked his fingers, and a ray of glow flew out, which was the green bamboo felling obtained by killing monsters near the Kunxu Canyon.

"I'm here to push. The little fairy volunteered.

"Okay, now you come to urge, I'll rest and rest. Qin Song nodded, a trace of tiredness flashed in his eyes, he showed a bright smile on his pale face, and took Chen Ling'er's hand: "Let's go to Middle-earth together and see the prosperity of the world, how beautiful!"

"Hurry up and rest, you haven't recovered yet. ”

"Looking at you, most of my injuries are healed, and I finally came out, just like today, the sea is wide and the birds can fly. Qin Song said with a smile.

"I'm afraid it won't end like this. Ling'er's beautiful face showed a trace of solemnity.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered. ”

Qin Song looked at the endless primeval mountain range below, and for a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Well, what's that?"

I don't know how long it took, Qin Song felt that a ray of light appeared in his dark eyes, and in the light, there was a picture, which was when he was meditating in a dry well, in this light, at that time, next to him, there was actually a woman who couldn't see her facial features clearly, surrounding him and observing gently.

Qin Song was shocked, but in an instant, he looked at the wall of the dry well, and sure enough, there was nothing there, but he remembered that there should be a painting there.

"Is it her soul?"

"Zhao Yaer once said, is it true that the picture is ominous?"

"She's entangled with me?"

Qin Song was puzzled in his heart, a little puzzled, and now he didn't know if this was an illusion or what, how could he suddenly see such a picture,

At that time, he was about to break through, and his senses were very sharp, if someone approached, he should be able to sense it, and it was so close.

"What is this?" Ling'er's voice sounded in his ears.

Qin Song opened his eyes: "What?"

"This painting in front of you. I saw Ling'er stretching out his hand and pointing to a white cloud in the distance.

Qin Song looked along, but when he saw the white clouds that were rapidly retreating backwards, he actually condensed the figure of a woman dressed as an old woman.

"My thinking has influenced the rules of the real world, and I have actually projected one of my thoughts into reality. Qin Song sighed in his heart, this was because the injury was too serious, which caused his spirit to leak inadvertently.

"This is an unnamed picture, I call it the Goddess Flying Map. Qin Song smiled and explained seriously: "What I got in the Xuanyuan Temple should be depicted by a pregnant goddess Ming before she died after being pushed down a dry well, but I don't know who the ancient woman in this painting is." ”

"I see. Chen Ling'er nodded.

"I thought it would be useful for cultivation, but unfortunately after studying it for so long, I still didn't find anything, maybe this picture was not used for cultivation at all, it was just a trace of obsession before the poor goddess Ming. Maybe the woman who flew to the sky was the pregnant goddess Ming. ”

Qin Song smiled bitterly, thinking back to the ancient times, a female monk of the Yuan Shen Realm who was pregnant with an heir was thrown into a well to die, it was really unimaginable, what happened in the end, even a monk of the Yuan Shen Realm had no ability to resist or escape.

"When I saw the ancient figure of the white clouds condensed just now, I felt a touch of spirit, can you show me the full picture?" Ling'er asked.

"You're my wife, why don't you still ask, talk like this, we should be the closest people, you can look at my memory imprint directly, so there will be no mistakes. ”

Qin Song directly unfolded his Yuan Shen, and the scenes flew through quickly, like a meteor, and after it was finally determined, he reached out and grabbed it, and took out the wisp of memory imprint directly.

By doing this, he was simply giving his life to the two women beside him, and he couldn't dodge it at such a close distance, and if his soul was hit hard just now, his soul would be scattered in an instant.

"It seems that I was mistaken, this picture should be useful to the nuns. Qin Song said.

"Sister Ling'er, is that picture really useful to you, why don't I feel the slightest sense when I look at it?" the little fairy asked back.

“

I don't know what's going on, I'll take a look first. After Chen Ling'er finished speaking, she closed her eyes and absorbed and refined the wisp of memory imprint.

Qin Song exhaled a breath of turbidity, tilted his head, and looked at the sunset falling in the sky.

As dusk came, the sky became darker and darker, and the mountains became huge black shadows on the horizon, and the trees were like ghosts in the darkness, making the sound of leaves when the wind blew.

Qin Song took out the bamboo flute and played it slowly.

A flute with a faint sadness wafted between the rolling mountains.

"Qin Song, what kind of song is this, how can it be so sad, I want to cry when I hear it. ”

"This is a composer, Mr. Zhao's song, the song is called Lu Weidang, in the reed dang, there is also a beautiful girl holding a bamboo raft, just like my little fairy is so beautiful. ”

Qin Song smiled softly.

"Don't stop, I'll listen to it, it's so good, then will you teach me this song in the future?"

"When we get to Middle-earth, I'll teach you whatever you want to learn. ”

"Qin Song, you are so good. ”

After about twenty days, Qin Song arrived near Longhu Mountain, but as soon as he entered the city, he frowned, hid his identity, went into the city to investigate, and quietly retreated.

In this process, no one noticed that the Immortal Venerable hidden near the teleportation array only sensed a trace of abnormality, but he did not notice Qin Song's figure.

"What's the matter, how come the teleportation array in the city has been disabled?" Qin Song asked as he stopped a Daoji monk.

That person was originally very angry, but after sensing Qin Song's powerful mana, he immediately said respectfully: "I don't know why, it's just that half a month ago, Dragon and Tiger Immortal Mountain suddenly issued an order to ban the teleportation array, and now many monks are waiting in the city." ”

"Seniors might as well wait a few days, maybe the teleportation array will open in a few days. ”

Qin Song forcibly controlled the monk, erased his memories of him, and let him go, and then he fled away from the city as quickly as possible.

Not long after he fled, several terrifying figures appeared in the place where Qin Song was staying just now.

"It's strange, that monk has been erased from his memory, but the residual mana aura is exactly the same as Qin Song's, why is there no trace of him, and he can't even find any clues?"

The figures were whispering, "Report the news." ”

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