I seemed to see that door again in my dream, that extremely huge bronze door. The door was deep in the clouds. There seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at An Zheng inside the door. The look in those eyes was very complicated, with dissatisfaction and expectation.
Yancheng, Supervisor Tiansi.
Qiu Mayi stood in front of the celestial instrument and looked at the sky. This celestial instrument was made with his life's efforts. Even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was obsessed with it and stood here motionless for probably at least six hours every day.
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
An Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief.
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
There seemed to be bursts of sound of silk and bamboo inside the door. The music was so beautiful that it made people feel that their souls were purified. An Zheng even thought that if he could enter behind that door, there might be a wider world, and that would be his home.
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
boom!
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
A big foot fell down and stepped on the watermelon rind. The man fell backwards and his butt hit the ground hard. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up and cursed.
Um
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
Vaguely, he saw himself, who was still called Fang Zheng.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
Tan Shanse did not take it seriously and took a step back: "The people in the Immortal Palace are difficult to predict. An existence like the Immortal Emperor can only be looked up at."
"Teacher, that seems to be the power of someone's cultivation?"
Tan Shanse walked over quickly and asked with concern on his face.
An Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief.
"I've given it to you, why don't you go in?"
Fang Zheng stood behind him and looked at the door.
"I can not get in."
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked for the piece of melon rind, and subconsciously looked at the ant. The fatal ant was stepped on and embedded in the melon skin, but it still survived. It struggled to crawl out of the watermelon water and got into a crack in the ground not far away.
"Me? Go in?"
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
"I've given it to you, why don't you go in?"
An Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Teacher, that seems to be the power of someone's cultivation?"
Um
"Me? Go in?"
There seemed to be bursts of sound of silk and bamboo inside the door. The music was so beautiful that it made people feel that their souls were purified. An Zheng even thought that if he could enter behind that door, there might be a wider world, and that would be his home.
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
"Yes, that is our destiny. That is where you and I should be. Outside the door is the small world, and inside the door is the big world. I said, leave it to you, and you promised me , why are you still outside?"
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
"Come and see!"
"I can not get in."
An Zheng hoped that his power could stop it, even if it just slowed down the turbulence.
An Zheng suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. It was a small ant. A lucky ant. The ant was originally in the secret realm of experience. At the moment of the explosion, it happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An into this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be shattered to pieces.
"How can it be?!"
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
He found that he was no longer on the bone meal island, and there was nothingness around him. It seemed like I was back when I first entered the turbulent space, and there was a burst of pain in my head. It seemed that not long ago, Song Mouyuan's crystal hall had just exploded, so that even the secret realm exploded, tearing apart the space, and he was involved. Into this unknown turbulent space.
Qiu Mayi stood in front of the celestial instrument and looked at the sky. This celestial instrument was made with his life's efforts. Even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was obsessed with it and stood here motionless for probably at least six hours every day.
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
"Did you fall into a somersault? It's so funny. A piece of watermelon rind knocked down two big men, hahahaha... Young man, this is Yancheng."
Turbulence appeared, and An Zheng frowned. He made almost the same choice as before, summoning the eight-fold black weight ruler in an instant, and his body began to fall rapidly under the gravity of the black weight ruler. At the same time, feeling that the spatial turbulence had reached his back, An Zheng gathered all his power and released it behind him. A beam of light appeared domineeringly and shot out like a laser cannon.
He found that he was no longer on the bone meal island, and there was nothingness around him. It seemed like I was back when I first entered the turbulent space, and there was a burst of pain in my head. It seemed that not long ago, Song Mouyuan's crystal hall had just exploded, so that even the secret realm exploded, tearing apart the space, and he was involved. Into this unknown turbulent space.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
What about the bone meal island
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
Yancheng, Supervisor Tiansi.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked for the piece of melon rind, and subconsciously looked at the ant. The fatal ant was stepped on and embedded in the melon skin, but it still survived. It struggled to crawl out of the watermelon water and got into a crack in the ground not far away.
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
"That's right. Who knows which big shot farted when he was free?"
What about Da Chi
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
at the same time.
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
What about the bone meal island
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
He found that he was no longer on the bone meal island, and there was nothingness around him. It seemed like I was back when I first entered the turbulent space, and there was a burst of pain in my head. It seemed that not long ago, Song Mouyuan's crystal hall had just exploded, so that even the secret realm exploded, tearing apart the space, and he was involved. Into this unknown turbulent space.
"Come and see!"
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
There was a buzz in Qiu Mayi's head, and she almost fell down when her body swayed. Tan Shanse rushed over to support Qiu Mayi and said with concern: "Sir, don't worry, maybe the news is untrue. Disciple will rush over immediately to see what's going on."
An Zheng hoped that his power could stop it, even if it just slowed down the turbulence.
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
"impossible!"
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
Um
"I can not get in."
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
The ants crawled onto An Zheng's ankle, making An Zheng feel a little itchy, but An Zheng didn't dare to scratch or move because he knew the terror of the power of turbulence. He'd been through it once before, and he didn't want to go through it again... Been through it once
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
Tan Shanse patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. I'm going to catch up with Mr. now. You go and prepare some hot water. Mr. will be tired when he comes back and needs a hot bath."
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
An Zheng believed in himself less and less, and his memory seemed to become blurry. Was what he had just experienced really been experienced or was just a dream. I saw the door again, and saw myself again in my previous life. I felt a little resentful and asked myself why I didn't go in yet.
An Zheng believed in himself less and less, and his memory seemed to become blurry. Was what he had just experienced really been experienced or was just a dream. I saw the door again, and saw myself again in my previous life. I felt a little resentful and asked myself why I didn't go in yet.
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
"Teacher, that seems to be the power of someone's cultivation?"
But what the hell is behind that door
But what the hell is behind that door
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
He exhaled, and between his brows... he felt high-spirited.
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
An Zheng suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. It was a small ant. A lucky ant. The ant was originally in the secret realm of experience. At the moment of the explosion, it happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An into this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be shattered to pieces.
There seemed to be bursts of sound of silk and bamboo inside the door. The music was so beautiful that it made people feel that their souls were purified. An Zheng even thought that if he could enter behind that door, there might be a wider world, and that would be his home.
The little Taoist boy lowered his head as if he had made a mistake: "I remember it, thank you senior brother for your teaching."
Um
"impossible!"
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
The crawling of ants still causes fluctuations in space. The turbulent space is like a big river, composed of countless small straight lines. Each straight line may be only one thousandth the size of a hair or even thinner. Therefore, the smallest movement will change the trajectory of a straight line. As long as a straight line fluctuates, it will affect all surrounding straight lines, eventually forming turbulence.
"Me? Go in?"
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
It's like I've experienced it all.
"Yancheng?!"
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
The ants crawled onto An Zheng's ankle, making An Zheng feel a little itchy, but An Zheng didn't dare to scratch or move because he knew the terror of the power of turbulence. He'd been through it once before, and he didn't want to go through it again... Been through it once
"I can not get in."
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
"Teacher, that seems to be the power of someone's cultivation?"
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
I didn't expect that there was a city in this turbulent space. I thought it would be magical to encounter a bone powder island. I don’t know how powerful the protective layer is to block the turbulent force to allow these people to live so comfortably.
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
There was a buzz in Qiu Mayi's head, and she almost fell down when her body swayed. Tan Shanse rushed over to support Qiu Mayi and said with concern: "Sir, don't worry, maybe the news is untrue. Disciple will rush over immediately to see what's going on."
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
The crawling of ants still causes fluctuations in space. The turbulent space is like a big river, composed of countless small straight lines. Each straight line may be only one thousandth the size of a hair or even thinner. Therefore, the smallest movement will change the trajectory of a straight line. As long as a straight line fluctuates, it will affect all surrounding straight lines, eventually forming turbulence.
Um
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
he asked the street vendor.
"I can not get in."
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
he asked the street vendor.
He exhaled, and between his brows... he felt high-spirited.
The crawling of ants still causes fluctuations in space. The turbulent space is like a big river, composed of countless small straight lines. Each straight line may be only one thousandth the size of a hair or even thinner. Therefore, the smallest movement will change the trajectory of a straight line. As long as a straight line fluctuates, it will affect all surrounding straight lines, eventually forming turbulence.
Even if it's just a hair twitching, it won't work.
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
Turbulence appeared, and An Zheng frowned. He made almost the same choice as before, summoning the eight-fold black weight ruler in an instant, and his body began to fall rapidly under the gravity of the black weight ruler. At the same time, feeling that the spatial turbulence had reached his back, An Zheng gathered all his power and released it behind him. A beam of light appeared domineeringly and shot out like a laser cannon.
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
he asked the street vendor.
"Me? Go in?"
boom!
It's like I've experienced it all.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked for the piece of melon rind, and subconsciously looked at the ant. The fatal ant was stepped on and embedded in the melon skin, but it still survived. It struggled to crawl out of the watermelon water and got into a crack in the ground not far away.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked for the piece of melon rind, and subconsciously looked at the ant. The fatal ant was stepped on and embedded in the melon skin, but it still survived. It struggled to crawl out of the watermelon water and got into a crack in the ground not far away.
An Zheng hoped that his power could stop it, even if it just slowed down the turbulence.
A big foot fell down and stepped on the watermelon rind. The man fell backwards and his butt hit the ground hard. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up and cursed.
Um
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
An Zheng rubbed his nose and found that he had indeed hit the ground. But this time the ground is a little different, blue bricks, very hard. There was a piece of watermelon rind not far away that had been discarded by someone. A small ant floated down and landed on the melon rind. It spun around in a circle, as if it didn't expect to encounter something delicious as soon as it landed. It forgot that this was no longer its home, and was so addicted to the aroma of watermelon that it couldn't extricate itself.
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
"How can it be?!"
boom!
"impossible!"
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
The little Taoist boy lowered his head as if he had made a mistake: "I remember it, thank you senior brother for your teaching."
The ants crawled onto An Zheng's ankle, making An Zheng feel a little itchy, but An Zheng didn't dare to scratch or move because he knew the terror of the power of turbulence. He'd been through it once before, and he didn't want to go through it again... Been through it once
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
An Zheng said, then opened the oil paper package, picked up a golden and crispy sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it. It was really delicious.
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
Something seems wrong. Did you pass out first? The entire back was rotten, two legs were crushed, arms were crushed, and less than half of the body was left. I woke up after being unconscious for a long time, but this time there seemed to be no pain at all, and there was no sign of going into coma.
boom!
"Mr. Song... is probably no longer alive."
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
Qiu Mayi stood in front of the celestial instrument and looked at the sky. This celestial instrument was made with his life's efforts. Even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was obsessed with it and stood here motionless for probably at least six hours every day.
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
Qiu Mayi frowned: "Sir, you are very kind."
"Yes, that is our destiny. That is where you and I should be. Outside the door is the small world, and inside the door is the big world. I said, leave it to you, and you promised me , why are you still outside?"
An Zheng hoped that his power could stop it, even if it just slowed down the turbulence.
There was a buzz in Qiu Mayi's head, and she almost fell down when her body swayed. Tan Shanse rushed over to support Qiu Mayi and said with concern: "Sir, don't worry, maybe the news is untrue. Disciple will rush over immediately to see what's going on."
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
Something seems wrong. Did you pass out first? The entire back was rotten, two legs were crushed, arms were crushed, and less than half of the body was left. I woke up after being unconscious for a long time, but this time there seemed to be no pain at all, and there was no sign of going into coma.
"Mr. Song... is probably no longer alive."
An Zheng suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. It was a small ant. A lucky ant. The ant was originally in the secret realm of experience. At the moment of the explosion, it happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An into this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be shattered to pieces.
An Zheng rubbed his nose and found that he had indeed hit the ground. But this time the ground is a little different, blue bricks, very hard. There was a piece of watermelon rind not far away that had been discarded by someone. A small ant floated down and landed on the melon rind. It spun around in a circle, as if it didn't expect to encounter something delicious as soon as it landed. It forgot that this was no longer its home, and was so addicted to the aroma of watermelon that it couldn't extricate itself.
"Thanks."
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
An Zheng said, then opened the oil paper package, picked up a golden and crispy sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it. It was really delicious.
The ants crawled onto An Zheng's ankle, making An Zheng feel a little itchy, but An Zheng didn't dare to scratch or move because he knew the terror of the power of turbulence. He'd been through it once before, and he didn't want to go through it again... Been through it once
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
Yancheng, Supervisor Tiansi.
"I can not get in."
A big foot fell down and stepped on the watermelon rind. The man fell backwards and his butt hit the ground hard. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up and cursed.
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
Qiu Mayi frowned: "Sir, you are very kind."
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked for the piece of melon rind, and subconsciously looked at the ant. The fatal ant was stepped on and embedded in the melon skin, but it still survived. It struggled to crawl out of the watermelon water and got into a crack in the ground not far away.
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
Vaguely, he saw himself, who was still called Fang Zheng.
An Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Me? Go in?"
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
"I can not get in."
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
But what the hell is behind that door
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
"Mr. Song... is probably no longer alive."
I didn't expect that there was a city in this turbulent space. I thought it would be magical to encounter a bone powder island. I don’t know how powerful the protective layer is to block the turbulent force to allow these people to live so comfortably.
Fang Zheng stood behind him and looked at the door.
I didn't expect that there was a city in this turbulent space. I thought it would be magical to encounter a bone powder island. I don’t know how powerful the protective layer is to block the turbulent force to allow these people to live so comfortably.
"How can it be?!"
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
"I can not get in."
A big foot fell down and stepped on the watermelon rind. The man fell backwards and his butt hit the ground hard. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up and cursed.
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
"Yancheng?!"
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
An Zheng suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. It was a small ant. A lucky ant. The ant was originally in the secret realm of experience. At the moment of the explosion, it happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An into this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be shattered to pieces.
"Thanks."
Qiu Mayi shook her head: "By the way, I really wanted to hear an explosion before. Do you know what happened?"
The ants crawled onto An Zheng's ankle, making An Zheng feel a little itchy, but An Zheng didn't dare to scratch or move because he knew the terror of the power of turbulence. He'd been through it once before, and he didn't want to go through it again... Been through it once
The crawling of ants still causes fluctuations in space. The turbulent space is like a big river, composed of countless small straight lines. Each straight line may be only one thousandth the size of a hair or even thinner. Therefore, the smallest movement will change the trajectory of a straight line. As long as a straight line fluctuates, it will affect all surrounding straight lines, eventually forming turbulence.
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
An Zheng said, then opened the oil paper package, picked up a golden and crispy sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it. It was really delicious.
I seemed to see that door again in my dream, that extremely huge bronze door. The door was deep in the clouds. There seemed to be a pair of eyes looking at An Zheng inside the door. The look in those eyes was very complicated, with dissatisfaction and expectation.
He exhaled, and between his brows... he felt high-spirited.
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
What about Da Chi
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
he asked the street vendor.
"Me? Go in?"
"How can it be?!"
An Zheng said, then opened the oil paper package, picked up a golden and crispy sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it. It was really delicious.
"I can not get in."
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
"Did you fall into a somersault? It's so funny. A piece of watermelon rind knocked down two big men, hahahaha... Young man, this is Yancheng."
"I've given it to you, why don't you go in?"
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
Even if it's just a hair twitching, it won't work.
"Yancheng?!"
Vaguely, he saw himself, who was still called Fang Zheng.
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
Qiu Mayi pushed away Tan Shanse's hand and walked out tremblingly. As she walked, she began to stumble and run wildly. Tan Shanse glanced at the little Taoist boy, smiled and said gently: "Next time this happens, tell me in advance. I will tell you that your husband is old and in poor health and cannot withstand any bad news."
"That's right. Who knows which big shot farted when he was free?"
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
It's like I've experienced it all.
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
"Teacher, that seems to be the power of someone's cultivation?"
Um
He found that he was no longer on the bone meal island, and there was nothingness around him. It seemed like I was back when I first entered the turbulent space, and there was a burst of pain in my head. It seemed that not long ago, Song Mouyuan's crystal hall had just exploded, so that even the secret realm exploded, tearing apart the space, and he was involved. Into this unknown turbulent space.
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
at the same time.
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
A big foot fell down and stepped on the watermelon rind. The man fell backwards and his butt hit the ground hard. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up and cursed.
Qiu Mayi pushed away Tan Shanse's hand and walked out tremblingly. As she walked, she began to stumble and run wildly. Tan Shanse glanced at the little Taoist boy, smiled and said gently: "Next time this happens, tell me in advance. I will tell you that your husband is old and in poor health and cannot withstand any bad news."
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
Yancheng, Supervisor Tiansi.
It's like I've experienced it all.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
An Zheng breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Mr. Song... is probably no longer alive."
boom!
What about the bone meal island
Qiu Mayi stood in front of the celestial instrument and looked at the sky. This celestial instrument was made with his life's efforts. Even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was obsessed with it and stood here motionless for probably at least six hours every day.
An Zheng believed in himself less and less, and his memory seemed to become blurry. Was what he had just experienced really been experienced or was just a dream. I saw the door again, and saw myself again in my previous life. I felt a little resentful and asked myself why I didn't go in yet.
An Zheng said, then opened the oil paper package, picked up a golden and crispy sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it. It was really delicious.
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
There seemed to be bursts of sound of silk and bamboo inside the door. The music was so beautiful that it made people feel that their souls were purified. An Zheng even thought that if he could enter behind that door, there might be a wider world, and that would be his home.
What about Da Chi
"How can it be?!"
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
Qiu Mayi stood in front of the celestial instrument and looked at the sky. This celestial instrument was made with his life's efforts. Even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was obsessed with it and stood here motionless for probably at least six hours every day.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
"Yancheng?!"
"No, no, no, sir, you are very good. I was wrong... It was something wrong with Baisheng Academy. The Crystal Hall exploded and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. That Song who lives in the Crystal Hall Sir, it is said... passed away."
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
"Thanks."
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
An Zheng said, then opened the oil paper package, picked up a golden and crispy sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it. It was really delicious.
Tan Shanse walked over quickly and asked with concern on his face.
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
"Come and see!"
Tan Shanse walked over quickly and asked with concern on his face.
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
What about the bone meal island
"Teacher, that seems to be the power of someone's cultivation?"
Um
"Yes, that is our destiny. That is where you and I should be. Outside the door is the small world, and inside the door is the big world. I said, leave it to you, and you promised me , why are you still outside?"
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
"Come and see!"
Something seems wrong. Did you pass out first? The entire back was rotten, two legs were crushed, arms were crushed, and less than half of the body was left. I woke up after being unconscious for a long time, but this time there seemed to be no pain at all, and there was no sign of going into coma.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
Tan Shanse did not take it seriously and took a step back: "The people in the Immortal Palace are difficult to predict. An existence like the Immortal Emperor can only be looked up at."
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
Tan Shanse did not take it seriously and took a step back: "The people in the Immortal Palace are difficult to predict. An existence like the Immortal Emperor can only be looked up at."
"Teacher, that seems to be the power of someone's cultivation?"
He exhaled, and between his brows... he felt high-spirited.
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
Qiu Mayi frowned: "Sir, you are very kind."
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
boom!
Tan Shanse walked over quickly and asked with concern on his face.
"impossible!"
What about the bone meal island
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
What about the bone meal island
"Me? Go in?"
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
"Yes, that is our destiny. That is where you and I should be. Outside the door is the small world, and inside the door is the big world. I said, leave it to you, and you promised me , why are you still outside?"
An Zheng was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked for the piece of melon rind, and subconsciously looked at the ant. The fatal ant was stepped on and embedded in the melon skin, but it still survived. It struggled to crawl out of the watermelon water and got into a crack in the ground not far away.
Qiu Mayi waved her hand: "How is it possible that someone's power of cultivation can reach straight into the sky? If so, it would be too scary. Unless... unless this power was imprisoned in a certain space before and suddenly broke through. Space. And that space must be a turbulent space, so the position and direction cannot be determined. When this power breaks through, it is no longer in the world, but above the sky. If so, it can only be in the fairy palace. An extremely powerful practitioner.”
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
"I can not get in."
"I can not get in."
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
The little Taoist boy lowered his head as if he had made a mistake: "I remember it, thank you senior brother for your teaching."
What about the bone meal island
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
boom!
An Zheng said, then opened the oil paper package, picked up a golden and crispy sesame seed cake and started to nibble on it. It was really delicious.
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
"Me? Go in?"
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
Tan Shanse did not take it seriously and took a step back: "The people in the Immortal Palace are difficult to predict. An existence like the Immortal Emperor can only be looked up at."
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
Something seems wrong. Did you pass out first? The entire back was rotten, two legs were crushed, arms were crushed, and less than half of the body was left. I woke up after being unconscious for a long time, but this time there seemed to be no pain at all, and there was no sign of going into coma.
An Zheng believed in himself less and less, and his memory seemed to become blurry. Was what he had just experienced really been experienced or was just a dream. I saw the door again, and saw myself again in my previous life. I felt a little resentful and asked myself why I didn't go in yet.
"Me? Go in?"
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
He exhaled, and between his brows... he felt high-spirited.
"That's right. Who knows which big shot farted when he was free?"
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
Um
"Thanks."
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
Turbulence appeared, and An Zheng frowned. He made almost the same choice as before, summoning the eight-fold black weight ruler in an instant, and his body began to fall rapidly under the gravity of the black weight ruler. At the same time, feeling that the spatial turbulence had reached his back, An Zheng gathered all his power and released it behind him. A beam of light appeared domineeringly and shot out like a laser cannon.
Qiu Mayi pushed away Tan Shanse's hand and walked out tremblingly. As she walked, she began to stumble and run wildly. Tan Shanse glanced at the little Taoist boy, smiled and said gently: "Next time this happens, tell me in advance. I will tell you that your husband is old and in poor health and cannot withstand any bad news."
An Zheng suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. It was a small ant. A lucky ant. The ant was originally in the secret realm of experience. At the moment of the explosion, it happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An into this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be shattered to pieces.
There seemed to be bursts of sound of silk and bamboo inside the door. The music was so beautiful that it made people feel that their souls were purified. An Zheng even thought that if he could enter behind that door, there might be a wider world, and that would be his home.
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
It's like I've experienced it all.
Qiu Mayi shook her head: "By the way, I really wanted to hear an explosion before. Do you know what happened?"
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
It's like I've experienced it all.
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
An Zheng has experienced all this once.
"Did you fall into a somersault? It's so funny. A piece of watermelon rind knocked down two big men, hahahaha... Young man, this is Yancheng."
An Zheng hoped that his power could stop it, even if it just slowed down the turbulence.
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
I didn't expect that there was a city in this turbulent space. I thought it would be magical to encounter a bone powder island. I don’t know how powerful the protective layer is to block the turbulent force to allow these people to live so comfortably.
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
But what the hell is behind that door
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
Vaguely, he saw himself, who was still called Fang Zheng.
Qiu Mayi returned to the sky observation instrument and took a closer look. The beam of light had disappeared. It was just the moment he saw it that really scared him. If that was really someone's power of cultivation, why did it go straight to Beidou? Is it a coincidence? still…
Vaguely, he saw himself, who was still called Fang Zheng.
Um
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
boom!
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
Qiu Mayi frowned: "Sir, you are very kind."
"That's right. Who knows which big shot farted when he was free?"
Um
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
An Zheng suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. It was a small ant. A lucky ant. The ant was originally in the secret realm of experience. At the moment of the explosion, it happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An into this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be shattered to pieces.
Qiu Mayi stood in front of the celestial instrument and looked at the sky. This celestial instrument was made with his life's efforts. Even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was obsessed with it and stood here motionless for probably at least six hours every day.
"No, no, no, sir, you are very good. I was wrong... It was something wrong with Baisheng Academy. The Crystal Hall exploded and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. That Song who lives in the Crystal Hall Sir, it is said... passed away."
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
Qiu Mayi shook her head: "By the way, I really wanted to hear an explosion before. Do you know what happened?"
Even if it's just a hair twitching, it won't work.
Tan Shanse patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. I'm going to catch up with Mr. now. You go and prepare some hot water. Mr. will be tired when he comes back and needs a hot bath."
There was a buzz in Qiu Mayi's head, and she almost fell down when her body swayed. Tan Shanse rushed over to support Qiu Mayi and said with concern: "Sir, don't worry, maybe the news is untrue. Disciple will rush over immediately to see what's going on."
At this moment, a little Taoist boy from outside ran in quickly. He even lost his shoes because he was so anxious. But he didn't seem to be aware of it, running in with one foot in a shoe and the other in a sock, shouting as he ran: "Sir, sir, he's not good."
at the same time.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
"Oh... maybe the disciple got it wrong."
An Zheng felt like he hit something and his nose hurt a little.
There was a buzz in Qiu Mayi's head, and she almost fell down when her body swayed. Tan Shanse rushed over to support Qiu Mayi and said with concern: "Sir, don't worry, maybe the news is untrue. Disciple will rush over immediately to see what's going on."
"No, no, no, sir, you are very good. I was wrong... It was something wrong with Baisheng Academy. The Crystal Hall exploded and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. That Song who lives in the Crystal Hall Sir, it is said... passed away."
"Mr. Song... is probably no longer alive."
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
I didn't expect that there was a city in this turbulent space. I thought it would be magical to encounter a bone powder island. I don’t know how powerful the protective layer is to block the turbulent force to allow these people to live so comfortably.
Tan Shanse patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. I'm going to catch up with Mr. now. You go and prepare some hot water. Mr. will be tired when he comes back and needs a hot bath."
at the same time.
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
Turbulence appeared, and An Zheng frowned. He made almost the same choice as before, summoning the eight-fold black weight ruler in an instant, and his body began to fall rapidly under the gravity of the black weight ruler. At the same time, feeling that the spatial turbulence had reached his back, An Zheng gathered all his power and released it behind him. A beam of light appeared domineeringly and shot out like a laser cannon.
There was a buzz in Qiu Mayi's head, and she almost fell down when her body swayed. Tan Shanse rushed over to support Qiu Mayi and said with concern: "Sir, don't worry, maybe the news is untrue. Disciple will rush over immediately to see what's going on."
Could this all just be a dream? An Zheng wanted to raise his hand and rub his head, trying to remember whether it was a dream or something real. Looking at the current situation, it seemed that it was really just a dream, but he remembered every word Da Chi said clearly.
"Me? Go in?"
"Disciple doesn't know. Disciple also heard it just now."
Qiu Mayi stood in front of the celestial instrument and looked at the sky. This celestial instrument was made with his life's efforts. Even in broad daylight, he could clearly see the stars in the sky. He was obsessed with it and stood here motionless for probably at least six hours every day.
But what the hell is behind that door
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
"Thanks."
"I'll go by myself... I'll go by myself."
It's like I've experienced it all.
An Zheng was stunned, as if... back to the starting point
An Zheng answered, then suddenly woke up.
"How can it be?!"
Qiu Mayi pushed away Tan Shanse's hand and walked out tremblingly. As she walked, she began to stumble and run wildly. Tan Shanse glanced at the little Taoist boy, smiled and said gently: "Next time this happens, tell me in advance. I will tell you that your husband is old and in poor health and cannot withstand any bad news."
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
"Excuse me, what is this place?"
The little Taoist boy lowered his head as if he had made a mistake: "I remember it, thank you senior brother for your teaching."
Like an idiot, he solemnly stretched out his hands, first straightened his arms, then bent his elbows, then put his palms on the ground and tried to stand up... There was no obstacle. After standing up, he saw that the greasy middle-aged man who had fallen to the ground was still screaming, holding some manuscripts scattered on the ground, and vaguely saw the words "men" and so on.
An Zheng stretched out his hand to help the middle-aged man up. The man awkwardly said thank you, hurriedly picked up the manuscript and walked away quickly. An Zheng found that there was a package of fire roast that seemed to have just come out of the pot and was still exuding the aroma of the oven. The man seemed to have forgotten. An Zheng picked it up and wanted to return it to the man, but found that the guy had disappeared so quickly.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
An Zheng suddenly felt itchy on his ankle. It was a small ant. A lucky ant. The ant was originally in the secret realm of experience. At the moment of the explosion, it happened to fall on An Zheng's clothes and survived. Unfortunately, it followed An into this turbulent space, and no one knew when it would be shattered to pieces.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
"I've given it to you, why don't you go in?"
Tan Shanse patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. I'm going to catch up with Mr. now. You go and prepare some hot water. Mr. will be tired when he comes back and needs a hot bath."
An Zheng stopped eating sesame seed cakes and his expression began to freeze.
Even if it's just a hair twitching, it won't work.
"I've given it to you, why don't you go in?"
What about Da Chi
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.
Even if it's just a hair twitching, it won't work.
He exhaled, and between his brows... he felt high-spirited.
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
Qiu Mayi gave up her position and raised her finger to point in the direction of Beidou Ziwei: "Over there... there is a huge beam of light that breaks through some shackles and goes straight to Ziwei. It seems that there is a small star whose destiny is swaying. The star is also involved and becomes stronger. The beam looks like evil energy... The evil energy is rushing towards Beidou. Is something big going to happen? "
The next second he would hit the bone meal island. After he got up and walked a few steps, he would see the chair made of bone meal. Turning around, you can see the skeleton that remains motionless in the turbulent current, the domineering man who calls himself Da Chi.
"Teacher, what's wrong?"
But the moment An Zheng was about to raise his hand, he suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space, and any slight movement on his part could cause turbulence to appear. Once you get involved, even the gods can't save you. Will there be another bonemeal island? Will we see Da Chi again
Qiu Mayi's expression suddenly changed, and she quickly walked over and glared at the little Taoist boy: "Say it again!"
What about Da Chi