The unpredictable golden picture and text, when she was in a state of depression, there was a force that led her to draw, which attracted the aura of heaven and earth near the hospital to flow, gathered together, and the purified aura of heaven and earth saved Baojia's life on the operating table life.
She lost her strength and fell into a coma. In her dream, after a long time, she saw the golden picture drawn between the man in the robe and the prehistoric world. for a long time.
Since then, she knew that the golden picture and text was not something she could covet for the time being, so she put off her desire to learn. In real practice, there is a lot of miscellaneous knowledge, and she almost forgot about alchemy and formations in a corner.
I didn't expect to see you again in the palace inside the stele!
Lin Luoran was in doubt, she was convinced that the person who came to the stele was definitely not a man in a robe, but now she couldn't justify herself.
Besides him, who would know this thing
Lin Luoran carefully looked at the rice paper in his hand, recovered from the shock, and calmed down to see that there were many hesitation in the lines, without a natural and simple sense of atmosphere... If this is a rune, it is more like a semi-finished product that is being speculated and practiced .
A man in a robe would certainly not paint such a semi-finished product.
Has anyone seen him writing golden pictures and texts, just like he used to, imitating beyond his capacity? In this way, the words of the man in the robe can be explained clearly.
However, who is the master here
This person has seen a man in a long robe and knows about alien civilizations. Lin Luoran suddenly remembered the purpose of coming here, and he had a flash of inspiration, she was a false saint!
She was pacing up and down the bluestone steps in front of the palace hall with an excited expression.
Must be a false saint.
That's right, in Tongtian Tower, facing the threat of the false saint, frames of emerald planets flashed through her mind for no reason. If all these happened before, can it be explained that because the man in the robe has been to an emerald-like planet, the false saint has seen him, and even seen him write golden pictures and texts? !
Lin Luoran couldn't help but squeeze the rice paper, opening a gap, and her thoughts have never been so smooth.
Since the man in the robe has been to an alien planet, what's more, if he is not from the earth, maybe the false saint who came to the earth suddenly has something to do with him
The time when the man in the robe was in the prehistoric times, but the false saint came during the time of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.
... At that time, she didn't find him, so she stayed on the earth for so long
Thinking of what the lunatic said about the false saint's plans for the earth's cultivation world, if she really has something to do with the man in the robe, Lin Luoran can't tell for a moment, which camp is the man in the robe who has a vague relationship with her? up.
Deep down in her heart, she still regarded the man in the robe as a kind person.
It's the intuition in his bones, Lin Luoran has never doubted this.
But at this time, the inferred evidence was pointing in a bad direction. Lin Luoran felt conflicted, holding the rice paper with golden pictures and texts, rushed out of the palace all the way, and returned on the way back.
She was ignorant, and returned to the emerald-like modern city.
Is this the hometown of the false saint? Lin Luoran looked at this green city, and remembered the prehistoric background that lived next to it. The life of the false saint spent thousands of years staying on the earth. Speaking of which, the time she lived on the mother planet may not necessarily be Are there many on earth
Relying on her own strength, she secretly fueled the flames and turned the once splendid civilization of comprehension into the direction of technological civilization. From this point of view, the false saint can be regarded as an astonishingly talented person. But as a monk himself, he is destined to run counter to the false saint.
Different road non-phase plan.
Lin Luoran thought of the Alpha Alliance's invasion of the earth and the suppression of the monks, and then looked at the emerald city with no neutral appreciation—her home planet, the earth, was once like this, bright and moving, and now it is devastated. But isn't it these alien creatures who made a fool of themselves
Jinbo has already been cut open, and it cannot be repaired by some hypocritical assistance.
Cultivation has no borders and no stars, but practitioners have a family, a country and a hometown. This is probably one of the eternal laws of the universe.
Lin Luoran only felt that the wavering disappeared at this moment, and her Dao heart was actually a sense of firmness that had not been seen for a long time.
After calming down, she immediately found another embarrassment.
How is she going to get out
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Lin Luoran walked from the extreme west to the extreme north, and then from east to south. This seemingly measurable distance turned out to be a boundless place.
Can't go to the end, can't see the end.
If he hadn't experienced this kind of feeling on the fairy mountain, the silence where no one spoke could drive people crazy. In the huge world, she was really the only one left this time.
There are no beads, no fire phoenix, they are playing around, entering this place with spiritual consciousness, she doesn't know the way back, and she is helpless.
After much deliberation, this place is probably not like the former residence of the false saint. The biggest possibility is that this stone tablet is the prison that sealed her.
Lin Luoran didn't want to be trapped in this prison for a lifetime, after searching around like a headless chicken, she walked to the palace where no one was there. This place is cold, she doesn't like it at all, it's still the former Lin's house, which suits her best.
The palace shook for a while, and it was demolished and rebuilt under Lin Luoran's nose, and it really turned into the old Lin family's house.
The bluestone bricks, the red lacquered gate, and the green bamboo around the island in the backyard are all the same as the old Lin family house in the past.
Lin Luoran's eyes turned red. The real Lin's house had been destroyed in the flames of war, and the false saint was imprisoned in the stele. From this point of view, there are many advantages.
Because the palace was changed into an old house in Ming and Qing Dynasties, the long wood and the rice paper with the portrait of the man in the robe disappeared. Only the remaining golden pictures and texts were held tightly by Lin Luoran, and they did not disappear.
After thinking about it, she spread out the rice paper with golden pictures and texts on the table.
The heart moves at will, and also conjures a brush and inkstone, copying the golden picture and text.
When she actually picked up the brush, Lin Luoran realized that she had almost forgotten the brush skills she had learned when she was a child. After writing a few words, she was extremely jerky, and couldn't even grasp the thickness of the brush and ink well. How can I talk about pictures and texts
Lin Luoran sighed, spread out a piece of paper, how could he run before he learned how to walk, so he had to concentrate on practicing calligraphy.
She didn't know the passage of time in the monument. In the real world, if the few creatures in the space were still alive, they would have been full of anxiety.
"It's been three days since she went to the stele?"
The swing is still the same swing, but the apple tree is not the same as before. The fire phoenix is pushing the swing for the whitebait, and His Majesty Fenghuang is a little worried.
The wooden wolf raised his eyebrows in embarrassment, "Is there anything good in the stele?"
Huofeng glanced at it, "It's for soul suppression, I'm worried that Xiao Linzi won't be able to come back after being suppressed, and we all have to play with it."
The wooden wolf thought for a while, "Suppressing the soul? I have heard of such a monument. Wasn't it taken away by the Hehuan faction that year? I heard that it was finally made into the unwritten monument in front of Empress Wu's tomb. How did it get here?"
Speaking of Zhou Wu's wordless stele, Huo Feng, an old monster out of date, couldn't talk to her, but Fairy Bai, who had been silent all this time, was a little surprised: "Have you ever heard of Wu Meier from the Acacia School?"
Timber wolf was taken aback by her look, and nodded involuntarily.
Fairy Bai took two steps forward and asked, "Before I died, in the third year of Zhou Wu, Wu Meier went to the mortal world to become the empress. Since you know what happened after her death... Let me ask you, the monks in the Nascent Soul stage disappeared thousands of years ago. ,what is going on?"
Fairy Bai has been trapped in the abyss for thousands of years. After she got out of the abyss, everything changed. Whether the person she cared about died or left the earth has always been a lingering mystery in Fairy Bai's mind. Timber wolf happened to be living in that critical period, so he was naturally excited.
Even Huofeng stared at the wooden wolf in surprise: "Hey, you little wolf is too dishonest. Little Linzi has been investigating the case thousands of years ago. Since you know, why don't you tell her?"
The wooden wolf felt guilty because of the six eyes, Nuonuo retorted: "Everyone of you asked me..."
In fact, this matter is related to the great shame in its heart. Could it be that it accidentally slipped its mouth just now, and it will not say it even if it dies. Under the gaze of the three eyes, the Timber Wolf looked at Ai Ai with a stern look on his face, but he hadn't spoken yet.
Huofeng suddenly cried out.
"Someone is moving Xiao Linzi's body!"
Everyone's attention was diverted, the wooden wolf narrowly escaped death, Fang heaved a sigh of relief, and heard Huofeng yelling in a strange voice: "Don't be a monster, wait for me to see what you look like."
The wooden wolf fell, Fairy Bai felt deeply that the fire phoenix was out of tune, but saw that the fire phoenix breathed out fire and turned into a fire mirror, showing the situation outside the bead in the mirror.
A pair of wet eyes were weeping towards Lin Luoran's closed eyes.
The fire phoenix let out a cry, and the fire mirror could no longer last, and it shattered.
The whitebait's reflex arc was extremely long, and when the fire mirror was broken, it also let out an ah, rubbing its eyes in disbelief.
"Brother Huofeng... Look carefully."
The silver fish seldom trembled, which made Fairy Bai and Timber Wolf deeply baffled and sour—they were all latecomers, and they participated in Lin Luoran's life no more than Fire Phoenix and Silver Fish!
But who did they see
...
Lin Luoran in the stone stele, I don't know how long it took, and the brush calligraphy has been practiced well, and then copying the golden picture and text, it will get twice the result with half the effort and make rapid progress.
Because she is the embodiment of divine consciousness, she is tireless and never rests. One day, the pen walks around and draws the golden picture and text in seven or eight parts... It is the same as the version on rice paper. A huge vortex of gravity formed, pulling her out of the stele.
Her consciousness returned to her body, her limbs warmed up, and she first noticed a bitter taste in her mouth. The right hand grasped it tightly, and it should be the stone tablet based on feeling.
Lin Luoran, who was familiar with the properties of the medicine, immediately tasted that it was the juice of sealwort. Why did she take a mouthful of sealwort? Who fed her
After being away from the body for a long time, Lin Luoran had a severe headache and barely opened her eyes. Under the background of fluorescent colors, a pair of clean and bright eyes were staring at her with wet eyes. Seeing her wake up, she was not lacking in joy.
Silk-like fur, fluffy little claws, and green body, Lin Luoran couldn't help but tremble.
There are tens of thousands of foxes in this world, and the little green-skinned medicine fox, but only the one she once raised——
One person and one fox looked at each other, and the separation of more than three hundred years seemed like a lifetime away. The corners of Lin Luoran's eyes sparkled, and he muttered to himself: "Little green fox... little green fox, I found you."