The moon was hazy but there was always no sign of rain, and Lu Dian stood on the ruins of the Lin Mansion, recalling everything that night. The two extremely strong people in the white light mask www.biquge.info, the last struggle and despair of the Lin family. Fierceness and sorrow seemed to echo in this ruin.

He has the strength but can't do anything, thinking of those two men in black, Lu Dian actually gave birth to a kind of despair that looks up to the mountains. If his opponent is such a tumultuous existence, then how should he face it? Strength? Lu Dian shook his head, even if such a powerful existence was still dressed in black and did not dare to show his face, it could be seen that they still had some concerns. And what were they worried about? Lu Dian had no way of knowing.

Qi induction, foundation building, Gewu, enlightenment, Yunde, five virtues plus body. Those two should be the powerhouses of the Five Virtues. Do you think that the temporary head of the Yunde family is in charge, but the enemy is not more than a quarter of an hour. However, don't all the cultivators of the Five Virtues Plus go to the mountains and forests to seek sage and ask the saints? What is the use of them destroying a Golden Book Clan?

Lu Dian knew that with his current realm, it was difficult to understand people who were several realms higher than him, just like a beggar who would never be able to understand the thinking of a wealthy family. Maybe Long Qianyu is right, only if you are strong enough to break free and become a bird in the sky, otherwise you can only be a fish in the net, as long as the giant net moves slightly, these fish will suffer a catastrophe.

The news of the destruction of the Jinshu clan in the Baishui County Government should soon reach the places where the Three Princes are located -- Boling, Lingling, and Longshan -- what kind of reaction will the Three Princes make? Perhaps, it is the Three Princes who are afraid of the two men in black? After all, they are all families of descendants of 100,000 years of saints suppressed by sages, how powerful is that kind of existence.

Lu Dian sighed and slowly left the Lin Mansion, there would not be a single clue here, and that Mengru should know something, but would she dare to believe her words?

Lu Dian returned to the painting garden and sat in front of the bookcase to trace the strange beasts of the mountains and seas. He didn't use his painting skills, nor did he write words, he just simply drew and simply painted. If he could manipulate all the gods, demons, and monsters in the Classic of Mountains and Seas, what would his strength look like at that time? Yunde or Wudejia? So far, Lu Dian has never been able to make the mountain and sea beast entity appear, even if it is a small bird like Fat Yi, it is only slightly more concrete.

Lu Dian stopped his pen and opened the "Lin Meng Album", now he has entered the realm of foundation building, because of the relationship between cutting my Dao, he did not choose any method of building a foundation, once he began to build a foundation with my Dao, it is difficult to turn back, the five elements gather qi to a certain extent, and if the killing and robbery appears, can he still escape? Thinking of those two reverse slashes, Lu Dian couldn't help but palpitate, if it wasn't for Luo Demon Heavenly Dao Gong to block it for the first time, that slash would definitely be cut on his body, either dead or injured. The second time is in the realm of consciousness, if that slash is directly cut in your own consciousness world, you can imagine what the result will be.

Cut me the way, cut me the way, cut me to see the way. But what do you see when you kill yourself?

The door sounded, and Lu Dian knew that Feng Zishan was coming. He stood up and bowed to Feng Zishan.

Feng Zishan looked at Lu Dian and then at "Lin Meng's Album".

"Why did you leave the Cloud Yin Holy Sect?" Feng Zishan asked.

"Worried about Qimen. ”

Feng Zishan nodded: "It's a love of incense, and it's a reminder to be in love and righteousness, I don't blame you." Sit down. ”

Lu Dian and Feng Zishan sat facing each other. Feng Zishan pondered for a while and said, "The matter of Qimen is deserved. ”

"Even though the family is guilty, there are innocent people. Master. ”

"The Xiuzhen clan is one and the same sin, and this has been the case for eternity. The Son of Heaven is called the Fa, and the three princes are called Zhulian. It is thought that the grass is cut and the roots are removed. Feng Zishan said lightly.

"None left?"

Feng Zishan was silent for a while before he said, "The matter of cultivating the truth has nothing to do with mortals. ”

Lu Dian was stunned for a moment, and then thought of Weiwei and Bingbing, two infant children. Lu Dian looked at Feng Zishan's eyes and didn't dare to ask more, Feng Zishan said all that, and he didn't seem to want to say more.

"Now that the Holy Sect is in turmoil, maybe it's right not to go. However, we must not delay in cutting off our way, and we must seek other ways. ”

"Can't I give up and don't cultivate?"

Feng Zishan shook his head: "Cutting me is a hidden poison, without roots, without a trace." Even if you don't cultivate, when the realm is raised, there will be killing and robbery in the inner scene, and it will be difficult to escape the doom. ”

Lu Dian chuckled in his heart. Feng Zishan continued: "After Gewu, the internal scene killing and robbery turned into the outer scene of the heavenly tribulation, and the inside and outside are combined, and there are few survivors. It is not false that I entered the country quickly, and it is not false that I am full of bones. ”

"That ......"

"There are some records of this kind on the third floor of the Book Pavilion, you can read them. Feng Zishan said and took out the jade card from his arms. This is the second time that Lu Dian has held this card in his hand.

"Master, how should I improve my painting skills?"

"Painting is a heavy mind, not gravity. "Lin Meng's Album" You can study hard, as long as you don't draw qi to build a foundation, you should be able to delay the killing. ”

Lu Dian nodded, and continued: "On the day of the Qimen disaster, Gu Yunhai, the sister-in-law of the Gu family in Yongzhou, was also among them. Does the master know where he is now, and has he also suffered from the calamity in Qimen?"

Feng Zishan shook his head: "The disaster of Qimen starts and ends in Qimen, and it will not harm others." The young son of the Gu family in Yongzhou is now a guest of the Yunyin Holy Sect, and he will return to Yongzhou in the near future. ”

Lu Dian nodded and said, "Then can the master take me to the Holy Sect, after all, I should send him off if he wants to leave." ”

Feng Zishan nodded: "You and study the painting, and I will take you into the Holy Sect in a while." After speaking, Feng Zishan got up and left. Lu Dian also wanted to say something about Mengru, but the words came to his lips and swallowed back. I am afraid that discussing these things with Feng Zishan will not lead to anything.

The sky was a little darker, Lu Dian dialed the wick, put the lampshade on again, and flipped the "Lin Meng Album", in which the far-reaching paintings gradually attracted Lu Dian's mind. He was immersed in these artistic conceptions, and the painter's thoughts and meanings were infiltrated into Lu Dian's heart little by little. One of the paintings, turning the virtual into reality, and the virtual and the real are born together, which is vividly expressed in the "Lin Meng Album".

Lu Dian was itching, and when he lifted the xuanpen, the ink fell a little bit, and the ink blurred on the life paper. In Lu Dian's mind, Lin Shuyu's smiling face was holding his long hair, and he was beautiful and moving in a brocade robe full of embroidered hairpins. However, the ink color that slowly swams on the paper has formed a black robe, and the small head with temporary patterns is like Lin Shuyu's brocade robe, the white short beak is delicate and small, and a pair of pale red feet also look gentle and elegant.

There is a bird in the mountain of the dove, its shape is like a black, the head of the text, the white beak, the bare foot, the name is called Jingwei, and its name is called itself. It is the girl of the Yan Emperor whose name is called the female baby, and the female baby swims in the East China Sea, drowning and not returning, so it is Jingwei. It is often called the wood and stone of the West Mountain, and it is located in the East China Sea.

The pen was written, the Wuyi literary bird rose into the air, and the life paper suddenly spontaneously combusted. This is the first time that Lu Dian has encountered a spontaneous combustion of the painting, and the Jingwei bird flew out of the window with a few ups and downs. In the hazy moonlight, the Jingwei bird sang to itself for a while, and suddenly turned into a young girl, who had both the well-behaved and cute of Lin Shuyu and the calm and elegant of Long Qianyu. She walked slowly towards Lu Dian, with clouds and flames behind her.

She looked at Lu Dian, the light on her body flickered, like a virtual projection, and like a floating mirage.

"Are you calling me?" Jingwei said in a beautiful voice.

For the first time, Lu Dian heard the strange beasts of the mountains and seas talking to him, and hurriedly nodded.

Giggled, the girl covered her mouth and laughed softly. The flames flickered for a while, and suddenly turned into light and shadow and dispersed, leaving only the girl's chuckle: "Tell my father not to worry." Then it vanished.

Lu Dian pursed his lips, Jingwei's father, isn't that Emperor Yan? Although I am a descendant of Yanhuang, I really can't bring it if Jingwei wants to bring it. Thinking of this, it aroused Lu Dian's strong nostalgia. The descendants of Yan and Huang, does anyone in this world know what the descendants of Yan and Huang are?

Outside the window, the moonlight began to dim again, perhaps because the dark clouds had moved away. Lu Dian looked out the window at the place where Jingwei disappeared, this was the first time he had drawn a living person, and he couldn't help but sigh a little. Just where Jingwei disappeared, a graceful figure slowly appeared, suddenly overlapping with Jingwei. Lu Dian frowned, then listened to the graceful figure and smiled: "Lang Jun actually entertained himself with this, it really made the little girl sad." ”