Tang Daoyuan rushed over, put down the scroll and asked Lingdang, "What's going on?" Lingdang was also confused.
The monster-level demons in the land of "djinns" gathered an evil wave toward the sky.
"Pillar" is not energy, but a pillar of anger and hatred.
The concrete form of "emotion" is based on various
Woven by "evil"
"aisle". The two retreated to the sea, and then they sensed an extremely powerful power of the ominous realm. The power made them restless, but after only four or five breaths, the power passed through the evil...
The "pillar" went straight into the sky.
"Where's Xiaomu?" Lingdang asked anxiously,
"Are those things the embodiment of his 'love'?" Tang Daoyuan put down the scroll and said that Mu Ziyun should be in
"Spleen Sea", and
The power in the land of "giant spirits" is not Mu Ziyun's. Indeed, that evil energy is very different from Mu Ziyun. Mu Ziyun is a pure violent force, and that force is too complex.
However, after a long time, that
The "pillar" still didn't disappear, but in an instant,
Everything in the land of "Giant Spirits" was still, and time seemed to be invalid here. Tang Daoyuan was very curious about this, so he flew over and stepped in.
The place of "djinn", but the moment after his whole body entered it, he was deprived of time and maintained that movement.
Lingdang was originally following Tang Daoyuan and had already stepped forward with one foot. After seeing Tang Daoyuan like this, he immediately stepped back. In desperation, he had to look for Mu Ziyun and Fang Tianmu.
Ethereal things are like yarn in the water, and what flows here is not water, but the sand of time. Mu Ziyun opened his eyes, as if waking up from a dream, but he looked into the dream again. This was an unforgettable world as soon as he entered it. He could see traces of the wind, just like lines drawn with ink. sleek
"Wire". As far as the eye can see, the endless quicksand is constantly rising and falling. The farther away you look, the higher and bigger the waves are. He is sitting on the quicksand. The feeling of contact is like a delicate hand sliding over the cool rabbit velvet. The smoothness of the quicksand The direction is not unique, and there is no pattern at all. It seems like countless pieces of quicksand are put together.
The light also has its own traces. Every beam of light has a beginning and an end, just like the sky is a window and the layers of clouds are thin curtains. He can lie down and watch, stand and watch, lower his head and watch, as long as he wants to watch, The light with traces can convey to him the scenery that changes every moment.
Only then did he realize that he was squatting, so he simply leaned back and sat down, as if he were sitting on cotton.
"Are you dreaming?" Mu Ziyun looked at his hands and found that his perception of himself had become more intense.
"Transparent"
"It's so strange. If it's a dream, don't wake up." At this time, the quicksand in front of him moved, with bumps and ridges. After a moment, a line of words appeared, saying: "This is not a dream." Mu Ziyun landed in confusion. He tilted his head and said, "Then where is this place?" The line of characters changed and he answered: "This is the Chu Ling Domain."
"Zu Ling Yu, such a familiar name, what is it?" Three miles away to the right and rear of Mu Ziyun, a group of people slowly passed by, but it was Yan Jiang's group. Wen Yuan asked curiously: "Yan Jiang, Why do we have to come here to practice? Why do we have to practice? I don’t want to practice. Xiaojie can solve all the problems." The person who answered her was Ye Kairan. Ye Kairan was in a very good mood, walking fast and slow, and nodded Wen Yuan's head. Said: "Silly girl, this is a good place. You can practice here without any scruples or rules. You can do whatever you want. The speed and efficiency of practice cannot be compared to the world of the earth."
"Ah, this is no longer the earthly world, so have our souls left the body?"
"Um, I... I'm not very clear. Yan Jiang has been here. Hello Yan Jiang, are we in the spirit state now?" Yan Jiang replied: "No, this is actually the world of the underworld, and it is not the Great Sichuan. Jun's little world, but we can't find anything in the Shuling Realm in reality. I have also heard from people I have met before that this is where the King of Shuchuan stole from the hands of the gods in the world of rules. We took pieces of areas and finally pieced them together. The rules here have been diluted a hundred times, which is indeed conducive to our practice." Kite pointed to an area three miles away.
"Wonderful scene," he said curiously, "Look there, it's such an abrupt splicing." Ye Kairan said, "Yeah, it's so ugly. It's so beautiful. How did you put that large area together here? Yan Jiang, What do you think?" Yan Jiang replied: "Don't disturb others, let's go."
"Ah, is there anyone?"
"There are some!" Wen Yuan pointed to a black spot in the strange scene and said: "That's a person, but I can't feel his breath." Zhuan Wangdong said: "Maybe he is a poor person, I I can still feel the despair and sadness coming from there." Wangxiang glanced there and didn't pay much attention to it. They left in a hurry. Only Kite looked back after a few steps.
Mu Ziyun asked about the writing on the quicksand.
"Why am I here? Did Lord Sukawa bring me here? Or... did Izumi Tianqi bring me here? Has my soul been stripped away? Or..." Those quicksands with words floating on them When they moved, they gathered together, gradually rising and becoming plastic. Finally, they became a small gourd man only as high as a tea cup. The little gourd man said to Mu Ziyun: "It wasn't the Lord Kuchuan who brought you here. You This idiot almost caused a big mistake."
"what are you?"
"I am the little earth immortal from the Chu Ling Domain. You can call me - Fuli."
"Are you a vixen?"
"No!" the little gourd man wrote on the quicksand with his fingers.
The word "福利" was quickly washed away by the quicksand.
"It's a blessing, not a fox!"
"What mistake did I make? Lord Kuchuan wants to bring me here." The little gourd man recalled it for a while and then said: "Lord Kuchuan protects the world all the time. Generally, something can seriously affect the balance, or He will directly 'snatch' the creatures or objects that cause huge disasters here. Were you very angry before you came in?"
"Yes." After Mu Ziyun said that, he thought of the reason for his anger again. His mood suddenly became very bad again, but the strange thing is that he seemed to have vented most of his emotions and could not return to the time when he learned that Huzi had fallen into a trap. The state of extreme pain, anger and self-blame that one experienced when entering the underworld.
"But no matter how angry I am, I won't cause disaster in the world." The little gourd man said: "You can just be angry yourself. Why do you bring a group of phantom beasts, and they are also 'love' phantom beasts? Do you know You know, the 'love' fantasy beast is the most terrifying and powerful fantasy beast. Your emotions have reached the extreme at that time. The 'love' fantasy beast will embody and convey this extreme, and finally perform condensed magic, and even bend the rules. To the extent that love can create miracles."
"So... I was brought here? I don't feel like I can do anything."
"Look, look back, look back!" The little gourd man pointed to the back angrily. Mu Ziyun looked back and was shocked. It was a chaotic land of scarlet, yellow and black things with a radius of dozens of miles, like lava, like a swamp, like a large amount of 'evil' aggregates. Every piece is very ferocious, and makes the creatures who see it feel confused. It looks very dazzling in this clean quicksand land.
"I did this?"
"Otherwise, oh, please leave quickly. You don't have the approval of Lord Sukawa. You don't deserve to be here."
"Well, having said that, how should I go back?"
"Simple." The little gourd man bent down and inserted his arms as thin as wheat stalks into the quicksand. After a moment, he pulled out a sand hook, which looked like a toothpick. The little gourd man ran quickly towards Mu Ziyun. Behind him, a circle was drawn with the sand, which just happened to encircle Mu Ziyun.
The little gourd man raised the sand hook and prayed to someone who knew where he was going: "Your Highness, I have found this intruder. Please send him back. Your loyal servant, I am sending you a message." As soon as he finished speaking, The scene in front of Mu Ziyun's eyes changed instantly. He saw a large number of monsters at the level of monsters surrounding him. He returned to the realm of immortality.
The land of "giants", and
Time begins to flow again in the land of "Djinn".
