Standing quietly there, Jianchou just looked at him for a long time.
Everyone stood behind her and did not go forward to disturb her. It might be that they also had endless emotions and thoughts in their hearts, and they needed to take this opportunity to sort them out one by one.
Only the vast green waves in the painting kept pouring out, gradually turning from huge waves into trickles.
At some point, the water pouring out of the scroll seemed to have stopped.
The long river rushing forward, without any subsequent water supply, finally went away in a mighty torrent, leaving only a long strip of water mark in its place.
"Huh?"
Zuo Liu, who had just turned his gaze to look at the scroll, suddenly made a surprised sound.
The lake water flows cleanly, and the pavilions and corridors in the painting have long been washed away, with nothing left.
The entire painting was an old gray-yellow color, but it was completely blank.
When the wind blew, it floated off from the door and rolled up automatically, becoming a two-foot-long scroll.
A faint, warm white light emanated from the scroll, wrapping it around and actually flying towards Jianchou who was still standing quietly in the distance.
At that moment, everyone's attention was drawn to it.
Before Jianchou could retract his gaze from the distance, he found such a scroll appearing in his field of vision.
She was slightly startled for a moment, but did not reach out to take the scroll immediately. Instead, she turned around and looked—
Sure enough, this scroll was the painting that was previously hung inside the door.
Without the obstruction of this painting, standing outside the gate and looking inside, it is still a ruin with nothing.
The world in the painting that they had entered before has completely disappeared.
Suddenly, Li Jun's question echoed in my ears: "Aren't you surprised? I have nothing to give you."
"… "
He was just a passer-by, just a guardian in the hidden world, why did he suddenly give her so many emotions
Jianchou found that he didn't really understand himself anymore.
The scroll was the former residence of Li Jun, and she had no power to control the hidden world.
This thing can contain a world. The objects in its paintings can actually turn from virtual to real after the passage of time. It is definitely not an ordinary thing no matter how you look at it.
If Li Jun hadn't made any prior arrangements, how could it have automatically flown into her hands
It’s not that there is nothing to give as a gift, it’s just that it is saved for the last moment.
If Jianchou had thought of it, then everyone else must have thought of it as well.
Originally, it was something they should be happy about. After all, they had not gained anything since entering the hidden world. But now that they think about it, it would be better not to accept these treasures.
A breath that had been suppressed for a long time slowly came out from Jianchou's chest.
She finally reached out and held the scroll hovering in front of her.
"Ki-kun!"
"Ki-kun!"
"Here we come..."
"Chichichichi..."
…
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps was heard from a distance, accompanied by joyful cries. The short-legged squirrel was running hard in front and saw the door from a distance. Its eyes were shining.
The little squirrel deftly climbed over the ruins on the ground with its furry little body and quickly came to Jianchou: "Chirp, chirp, chirp!"
I see you again. Have you seen Li Jun
"… "
The only response to it was the sorrowful silence.
Many spirit beasts that came later were a little slower than the little squirrel, but they also resisted one after another.
At first, they were all very happy. The ones who could talk were waiting for the little squirrel to understand a situation, and they were even discussing the current appearance of the Heavenly Palace.
However, after the little squirrel stared at Jianchou for a long time and Jianchou did not speak, all the spirit beasts seemed to smell something unusual.
Only then did they notice that the painting hanging on the fourth door had quietly lay in their palms.
This painting, called Virtual and Real Universe, is the place where Li Jun was born and also his magic weapon...
Now, how...
An ominous premonition suddenly arose in the hearts of all the spirit beasts.
I don't know where the silence started from, but it eventually spread to the entire audience.
The silence was depressing.
The little squirrel kept calling for a long time, and even reached out to tug at Jianchou's sleeve. Jianchou lowered his eyes and looked at it, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't know what to say.
She didn't say anything, but the little squirrel saw the sadness hidden in her eyes...
The little paw trembled and then retracted stiffly.
In the sky, there are still patches of dazzling red lotuses of karma fire, but there is no mark of the koi fish.
***
Under a tall building facing the street, a man who was walking along the long street suddenly stopped and looked towards the northwest as if he sensed something.
"What's wrong?"
Holding a long sword, the purple-robed sword marquis Xue Wujiu took eight-character steps. After two steps, he didn't see anyone, frowned, and turned back to look at him.
The black robe was dark and heavy, but it had dazzling golden patterns embroidered on it. From a distance, it gave people a sense of sharpness.
He stood here, like a sword intent breaking through the spiritual sky.
There were two swords on his waist, one dark blue and one grayish white, looking ordinary.
Qu Zhengfeng looked towards the northwest for a long time, then turned his palm over and looked down at his palm.
Because of years of sword practice, there are many calluses on the palms and fingertips, which look a bit rough.
At this moment, a red fish scale lay quietly in his palm. Under the bright sunlight, a streak of light flashed by and then dimmed.
He was silent for a moment, then said, "An old friend passed away."
"Old friend?"
It was obvious that this fish scale was not an ordinary one. It seemed to be engraved with something. How good was Xue Wujiu's eyesight? He could tell it almost at a glance.
But Qu Zhengfeng had no intention of explaining any further.
Qingfengan Hidden World…
If I remember correctly, the group of cultivators from the Central Region should have been in the Hidden Realm not long ago. They included Jianchou, Xie Buchen, and the young master of the Shanyin Sect of the Demonic Dao...
In the end, was there any accident
Qu Zhengfeng had no way of knowing.
He thought of the "Crazy Swordsman Zhou Bai" whom he was going to "visit" today, and finally he gently stretched out his hand and was about to take back the fish scales.
Unexpectedly, a contemptuous voice suddenly came from the side: "Wait! This thing of yours seems to be quite good, let me see it!"
Xue Wujiu frowned almost immediately.
Qu Zhengfeng also turned his head and saw a young man with a Sumeru Ring on his finger standing in front of him. His eyes looked somewhat evil, and they were staring straight at the fish scales in his hand that he had not yet put away.
A rough glance revealed that his cultivation level was at the late Nascent Soul stage, which was not low.
With a smile on his face, he looked like a spring breeze. Qu Zhengfeng was extremely kind: "Do you want to see it?"
He stretched out his palm, showing the fish scales in his palm, and asked this.
The faint golden light on the fish scales suddenly became attractive.
The evil young man's eyes were filled with greed, and he almost immediately reached out his hand towards the fish scales!
I was about to grab the fish scales with one hand, but there was only an inch left.
The world in the young man's eyes suddenly froze.
It is the kind and gentle smile on the face of the man in the black robe woven with gold, and it is the distance between him and the piece of fish scales.
A dark blue sword had been unsheathed at some point.
There wasn't even the slightest change in the aura on the field, no hint of murderous intent, and not even a hint of sharp sword energy. It even appeared without any warning!
Just like that…
It was like poking into a piece of tofu, gently piercing into his forehead, simple and easy.
The Nascent Soul in the shape of a little man in the spiritual platform didn't even have time to dodge before it was stabbed by the sword. It let out a scream in an instant and disappeared like smoke!
Tick, tick…
The blood finally seeped out, dyeing the world in the eyes of the evil young man red.
His Adam's apple moved up and down, and some meaningless sounds came out of his throat, but were finally drowned out by the blood that suddenly gushed out of his mouth.
Qu Zhengfeng held the Haiguang Sword, and there was not even a gleam of divine light in his eyes.
He slowly drew back the sword and gave it a slight shake. The blood on the sword spilled onto the ground, leaving the entire sword clean and dark blue.
"Bang."
The evil young man finally lost consciousness and fell to the ground, with inexplicable fear in his eyes that he could hardly close.
Xue Wujiu was standing next to Qu Zhengfeng and witnessed the whole process of him drawing the sword, but he felt a creepy feeling in his heart.
For more than a hundred years, he has remained at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and no cultivator from the Nineteen Continents has surpassed him during this period.
What kind of realization is there in the process
From the breakthrough from Nascent Soul to the Out-of-Body, does it really mean only from the peak of Nascent Soul to the early stage of the Out-of-Body
At least, Xue Wujiu couldn't really see through him.
He killed a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage so easily. How terrifying was Qu Zhengfeng's combat power at this moment
But he himself doesn't care much.
After collecting the fish scales and returning the sword to its sheath, many people on the street were already looking at him sideways, but no one dared to come forward, or perhaps, they were already used to it and were too lazy to come forward to check.
"Let's go."
He smiled slightly and was not worried.
Xue Wujiu also glanced at the people around him, looking at the prosperous town and the gradually approaching dusk. He had an indescribable feeling.
No one cares who died, and no one will delve into the hatred between the killer and the killed. All the rules of the world are simplified here to the origin of the supremacy of power.
Who takes care of the rest
This is the sea of tomorrow's stars.
No one knows what tomorrow will be like. All we can grasp is the present.
Qu Zhengfeng had already left. Xue Wujiu held the sword and smiled lazily and elegantly: "Tomorrow..."
He was not worried at all that the death of this monk would attract the attention of Tomorrow Star Sea and bring them endless trouble.
Because he knew deep down: no matter how many people died today and how many things happened, tomorrow on the galaxy of tomorrow, people would only talk about the death of one person.
I have been possessed by the devil and have never been a disciple of Yashan again...
Xue Wujiu glanced at Qu Zhengfeng's back from a distance.
His steps were steady as he walked towards the dilapidated thatched cottage at the end of the alley.
There, lives Zhou Bai, the mad swordsman with the strangest temper in the entire Sea of Tomorrow.
***
In the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple, outside the fourth major gate.
The spiritual beasts that had just gathered gradually dispersed.
They have already thanked Jianchou, but still can't stop the sadness on their faces. This is a result that no one expected, but it is also an inevitable result.
The little squirrel walked among the spirit beasts in a daze, and seemed unable to react.
The silver fox and the old turtle were accompanying it. The silver fox had an extremely gentle expression on its face. It turned its head and saw that Jianchou was still standing there, watching them leave.
The old turtle slowly crawled on the ground and said in a vicissitudes voice: "King Li has just turned into a koi again. It is still in this hidden world. Who knows, we may meet it someday..."
After all, they were originally monsters.
Why can't we cultivate again one day
This is the best ending.
The little squirrel buried its head and finally started to sob. It cried as it walked and wiped its furry face with its little paws.
It looks so funny, but it doesn't make people laugh at all.
Silver Fox hugged it tenderly, like an older sister, and said, "It will be fine. Everything will be fine."
It’s like telling the little squirrel, and also telling itself.
"Is everything going to be alright?"
Zuo Liu listened to the sound coming from afar, the sound that was getting farther and farther away, and murmured in confusion.
Jianchou lowered his eyes slightly, but curved the corners of his lips: "It will be fine."
"Then Master Bu Yu, what's going on?"
Zuo Liu was confused again.
Jianchou looked at the scroll in his hand and put it into his Qiankun bag. After hearing Zuo Liu's words, he was silent for a moment and said, "While hesitating, Master Buyu has eight sculptures of different realms, each with a line of words engraved on it. His cultivation is always accompanied by powerful inner demons."
Everyone was suddenly stunned.
This was the first time they heard Chou mention what he saw while wandering. Although they also saw it, they really didn't think about it too deeply.
After all, although inner demons are rare among cultivators, they are quite common.
Jianchou continued, "At first, the inner demon appeared a hundred days after his breakthrough, then ten days, and even a few days... Finally, it became a companion... The shorter the time, the stronger the inner demon. In my path, there is a skeleton hidden in the last stone statue."
Skeleton?!
When everyone heard this, they gasped.
Although Jianchou didn't say it explicitly, how could they not understand
I'm afraid this skeleton is undoubtedly the Master Bu Yu!
There was a hint of deep thought in Ruhua Gongzi's eyes, Lu Xiangleng sighed quietly, and Xiahou She and Xie Buchen had almost no expression on their faces.
Only Zuo Liu had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and suddenly looked at the spirit beasts of which only a residual shadow was left.
"Sister Jianchou means that the inner demon killed Master Buyu's true body and ascended to heaven? Then why didn't Wuwei tell them..."
Jianchou glanced at him, then turned to look at the spiritual beast that had disappeared into the ruins.
"Do you think they really have no consciousness at all..."
Zuo Liu was suddenly stunned.
Jianchou's face was changing inexplicably, but it gradually calmed down. She let out a deep breath, glanced at the other five people, and said, "Old Turtle has just said that the secret of the Nine-Curved River Map we are looking for should be hidden in the Heavenly Palace above our heads, and anyone who comes will be welcome."
It was a towering shadow.
After hearing Jianchou's words, everyone looked up and saw blooming lotus flowers. The Daming Seal, which had been restored, had disappeared at the bottom of the Heavenly Palace.
The entire Heavenly Palace appears like a tall tower, with one layer stacked upon another. On the octagonal eaves hang many glazed lanterns, making it look as crystal clear and bright as the entire Heavenly Palace.
They all knew that this was where they would end up.
Once the secrets related to "Nine-Curved River Map" are obtained, this trip to the hidden world will be successfully concluded.
"Let's go."
This feeling of everything being right in front of you seems so wonderful and within reach.
Who can wait
The moment Jianchou finished speaking, everyone looked up, glanced at each other, and in tacit understanding, they rose from the ground at the same time and headed towards the heights of the sky!
There was no sense of obstruction.
The Great Ming Seal has been restored, and above its head there are blooming red lotuses of karma fire, hiding the goodwill towards them.
Ride the wind for thousands of miles and soar straight up.
The fierce wind blew her jet-black hair into the air, and her clothes fluttered even more.
She raised her head and saw ripples in the sky, vaguely touching a layer of membrane, which was the existence of the Sky Mirror Lake.
“Wow!”
It's like a deep diver suddenly floating to the surface, the feeling of passing through that layer of ripples is like passing through a surface of water that suddenly splashes up golden waves.
Jianchou rose from the surface of the lake and could see clearly the world above the sky.
It turned out to be a huge lake floating in the sky, with no end in sight, a golden expanse that stretched far, far away.
Above the lake was the endless red lotus that they saw below.
One flower is next to another, one flower is crowded with another, and they are spread out on the lake like the sky is reaching up.
The enormous palace was on one side of the lake in the sky. The moment Jianchou turned her head to look, it occupied her entire sight.
Too big, too big.
Too high, too high.
Just looking up, I couldn't see where the top was. The only thing I could see was the transparent color like glass.
At that moment, Jianchou thought of the "dangerous building" where he could pick the stars with his hands...
If you really stand on the top of this heavenly palace, what a magnificent view it would be
Jianchou was suspended in mid-air, just watching quietly. In the silence, he suddenly said: "The fire lotus of karma, the lake of peace, the top of the sky, the highest of the nine heavens. This palace has very good feng shui, it is a good place to bury people."
It was a sentence that was almost a whisper, almost like talking to oneself, so low that it was difficult to hear.
But Xie Buchen happened to be standing not far from her, and like her, he was looking at the majestic and magnificent heavenly palace from afar, and heard every word she said.
His coolness made him look somewhat otherworldly.
He did not look back at her, but remained silent for a long time, with a changing light in his eyes. He smiled and said, "Daoist Jianchou, I see the same thing as you."