"Asshole!"
I don’t know how long it took, but Taiyi finally came to his senses, turned around and grabbed Zhong Wen’s shoulders, shook him hard, and yelled angrily, “Where did you do Master Ling Ling?”
"What the hell, is it none of my business?"
Zhong Wen pushed him away and said with a confused look, "Didn't you see that she turned into a flower by herself?"
"Where are the flowers?"
Taiyi's face flushed with anxiety and he rushed forward again, "Where did the flowers go?"
"you ask me……"
Zhong Wen was speechless by his question, and it took him a long time to say, "Who am I going to ask?"
"It's obviously hidden by you!"
Taiyi grabbed his clothes tightly and gritted his teeth and said, "You flower picker, why don't you return Master Lingling quickly?"
Is this how "flower picker" is used?
Zhong Wen was so scolded that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was speechless and didn't know how to react for a moment.
"You, you won't return Master Ling Ling!"
Seeing him in a daze, Taiyi became even more hot-headed and furious. He actually forgot about the strength gap between the two sides, waved his fists and was about to fight, "I, I will fight with you!"
etc!
The flower seemed to disappear just once I touched it.
Could it be...
Zhong Wen's heart moved, and he suddenly had a guess.
"etc!"
He grabbed Taiyi's fist and shouted, "Don't be impatient, wait for me to give it a good squeeze!"
After saying that, he just closed his eyes, leaving Taiyi staring at the opposite side, confused, wondering whether he should continue to take action.
And just when Taiyi was entangled, Zhong Wen's thoughts had quietly descended into the world of spiritual consciousness.
I go!
It’s been a while, what a change!
Looking at the beautiful and vibrant scene of mountains and seas in front of him, Zhong Wen's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
The scope of the small world has not changed. Wherever the consciousness passes, the aura of birds, animals, flowers, birds, fish and insects has more than doubled. The garden under the feet is also colorful and fragrant, and the colors are twice as rich as before. More than that, it’s so pleasing to the eye that people unconsciously want to slow down and take a stroll.
Walking in the air like this, his eyes soon fell on a white flower.
The white flowers bloom in a remote corner, far away from other flowers and plants. From the stems, leaves to petals, they are all pure white. The flower bones that have not yet fully expanded are slightly drooping. From a distance, they look like a beautiful white swan.
The unique shape and location made it stand out from the crowd and caught Zhong Wen's attention immediately.
It’s really here!
When he saw the white flowers, Zhong Wen slapped his forehead with his right hand, and his face immediately showed the true look.
Needless to say, this "white swan" that suddenly appeared was naturally the beautiful white flower transformed from Ling Ling's body.
After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhong Wen seemed to have thought of something, and his expression gradually became serious.
After all, in addition to books with Chinese characters, most of the books that can be picked up by the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" and included here are not ordinary ones. At the highest level, they must be the treasures of the Chaos Artifact level, and the lower ones must be Penglai Saints. Lotus is such a treasure of the town.
This is the first time that the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" has engaged in the activity of "collecting corpses", which shows that this white flower must have something extraordinary about it.
So, Zhong Wen, with the attitude of studying things to gain knowledge, opened his eyes wide and started "searching" at it.
This grid lasted for a whole moment without even blinking.
Like a great thinker who spent seven days and seven nights studying bamboo, he was naturally lonely.
"How much longer do you plan to watch?"
Just when he was about to give up, a heavenly voice suddenly came to his ears. Every note made his body soothing, as if his soul had been cleansed.
Zhong Wen, who was concentrating on "searching for things", was suddenly frightened. He couldn't help but trembled all over and almost fell to the ground.
He calmed down and slowly stood up. When he turned around, the expression on his face had returned to his natural state.
What appeared in front of him were Ling Ling's overly clear and beautiful eyes, as well as two slight blushes on his fair face.
She looked so clear and pure, like a holy elf. She was breathtakingly beautiful, but it was difficult to feel any blasphemy.
"No pressure."
Zhong Wen pretended to be calm and said, "How can you show up obediently?"
"I'm already dead, why do I still have to fight so hard?"
Ling Ling sighed and said in a soft and weak tone, "Is Mr. Zhong's heart really made of iron?"
"Tricked my baby girl."
Zhong Wen was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes and sneered, "I just want to die. How can it be so cheap? Just stay here until you find Dabao!"
"What is this place?"
Ling Ling's face darkened, he was silent for a long time, and then he suddenly said, "How come the energy contained in the land is so pure and rich that it can actually grow my Soul Burial Flower?"
"The soul-burial flower? Is this it?"
Zhong Wen did not answer, but pointed to the flower on the ground that looked like a swan and asked, "Do all the people in your God Clan turn into a flower after they die?"
"Only the Lord of the Gods can choose to turn into a Soul Burial Flower when he commits suicide."
Ling Ling shook his head and said, "It is said that if this is the case, the soul of the God Lord will be completely annihilated with the withering of the Soul Burial Flower, and will never be able to return to the embrace of the Lord God."
"If that's the case, why do you still choose this way?" Zhong Wen asked increasingly puzzled.
"My father not only died at the hands of the Goddess Mountain, but his body was also refined into a faceless man by them. This is a humiliation that our clan has never endured."
A rare trace of resentment and sadness flashed through Ling Ling's eyes, "I, I don't want to be manipulated by others after I die, so..."
"Faceless Man?"
Zhong Wen's eyes flashed, the shadow of the Fallen God flashed in his mind, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "So that's it."
"What the hell is this place?"
Ling Ling asked again, "I have never heard that the Soul Burial Flower can be planted back to life. What method did you use?"
"here it is……"
Zhong Wen hesitated for a moment, and finally answered truthfully, "My world of spiritual consciousness."
Although he was wary of Ling Ling's strength, when he thought that he was the controller, the master, and the only god in this small world, he no longer hesitated.
Don’t you see, that guy from Lotus God is dragging him like a 250-year-old guy? Isn’t he being kept in a submissive manner so that he doesn’t dare to go east or west?
"What!"
Ling Ling was stunned at first, but after a while he gradually came to his senses. His expression changed drastically, and his voice even trembled, "The world of spiritual consciousness? No, it's impossible!"
"Why is it impossible?" Zhong Wen rolled his eyes at her angrily.
"If I read it correctly, those birds and beasts are not transformed by thoughts, but are real life forms."
Ling Ling pointed at a firebird and a blue bird flying in the sky, trying hard to stop talking, "Besides, how can a person's consciousness space make me come back to life?"
"Who am I? Do I need to lie to you?"
Zhong Wen shrugged, obviously not intending to explain, "Believe it or not!"
Of course, he didn't know how to explain it.
As for why the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion" collected Ling Ling's funeral flowers, he was still a little confused as a monk.
Seeing his arrogant attitude, Ling Ling was not angry, but fell into deep contemplation.
"It just flew over."
I don’t know how long it took, but she suddenly asked, “Are they Fenghuang and Qingluan?”
Zhong Wen's heart skipped a beat and he didn't answer.
"And it..."
Seeing that he didn't answer, Ling Ling pointed at a snake-turtle creature in the water, "Could it be the legendary Xuanwu?"
Zhong Wen still didn't speak, but the expression on his face gradually became weird.
"in this case……"
Seeing his expression, Ling Ling thought he had guessed correctly, and his eyes gradually glowed with excitement. He pointed at a kitten with wings on its back in the forest behind him and said, "Then it must be a ferocious beast like Qiongqi." A cub?"
Damn it!
Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
Why didn't I think of that!
Little did she know that just as she was enthusiastically guessing the identities of various strange creatures, Zhong Wen was already filled with turmoil, and her emotions could not be described in words.
Phoenix, Qingluan, Xuanwu, Qiongqi...
In the past, Zhong Wen only thought that the creatures in this small world were quite strange, but now after Ling Ling gave him some advice, he suddenly realized that they were actually quite similar to those legendary beings. resemblance.
In this world of spiritual consciousness, there are so many millions of people!
When he thought about what the world of spiritual consciousness would look like when these ancient beasts, holy beasts, and ferocious beasts all grew up, his heart suddenly surged, and his expectations instantly surged.
"Yes, yes!"
As he spoke, Ling Ling's eyes became brighter and brighter, and his expression suddenly became extremely excited, "I know who you are!"
"Huh?" Zhong Wen looked at her inexplicably.
"Being able to create such a great world, being able to use his divine consciousness to plant living burial flowers, even his daughter who is less than three years old has divinity that far surpasses anyone in the world."
Ling Ling stared into his eyes tightly, and his face suddenly radiated a light of incomparable piety and reverence, "You must be the reincarnation of Lord God!"
