Luo Yin looked at the noisy academy group, shook his head and sighed.
She suddenly regretted following such unreliable people in the academy. There was no chance of finding any voice of heaven by following them...
It's better to follow Su Mo to find the voice of the world.
Raising his hand and gently touching the Mo Qin in his hand, Luo Yin sighed.
She is like the ink harp in her hand, sitting quietly when no one is playing. She doesn't like to talk and is too lazy to talk. That's just her temperament.
But after being with the academy group for a long time, the peace in my heart could no longer find a place to rest.
Listening to the quarrel in the academy, I finally couldn't bear it anymore and said weakly: "How about we go down and have a look?"
The group of people in the academy fell silent instantly and turned to look at Luo Yin, who was like water.
Luo Yin's words were like enlightenment, waking them up...
They have been jumping up and down on the pumice stone. Maybe there are fragments of heaven under their feet?
"Then let's go down..." The second child stood up and calmly agreed.
Everyone in the group nodded in a natural manner. No one was willing to admit that they had not thought that the fragments of Heaven's Dao might be under their feet.
Several people stood up, silently walked to the edge of the pumice stone and looked down. When they saw that there were still many pumice stones below, they got up and jumped towards the pumice stone below.
There were messy pumice stones everywhere in the void, and they could jump down step by step along the pumice stones.
Just after jumping to the next pumice stone, Lao Liu suddenly asked, "Did we forget something..."
The group fell into silence and looked at each other.
Gu Yu touched his forehead helplessly and with a headache, picked up a stone from the ground, and threw it towards the pumice stone where they had just settled...
Boom!
A dull voice sounded.
The boss jumped down from the pumice stone with sleepy eyes, and asked with doubts on his face: "Where are we going?"
"go down!"
"okay!"
...
Half a day later.
The academy group jumped to the rocky ground and saw another scene...
A land full of vitality, with fragrant green grass that stretches endlessly.
It seems like this is an endless plain, with a peach tree growing in the plain.
Under the peach tree, sitting an old man in white clothes and white hair...
The old man was playing chess alone with a troubled face.
"Someone is imitating Xiao Qi..." Lao Liu spoke softly, but before he could finish speaking, Gu Yu covered his mouth.
"Shh!" Gu Yu said cautiously.
"Be careful, this old man is very powerful."
The entire academy group could not see through the cultivation aura of the old man in white. If they could not see through it, it meant that the old man's cultivation had completely exceeded their foreseeable range.
The old man didn't seem to notice the actions of the academy group, or he didn't seem to care about the academy group. Just minding my own business and playing chess quietly.
The academy group looked at each other in confusion.
After a long time, the more Gu Yu looked at the old man, the more he felt familiar. He frowned slightly, stood up and walked over slowly.
The other people in the academy also slowly followed...
"Senior Confucian Sage?"
When several people walked in front of the old man, they immediately stayed where they were.
They had seen the remnant of another Confucian saint in the divine realm with Su Mo before, but they didn't expect to see another one here.
The white-haired old man slowly raised his head, as if he was immediately happy to see a few people.
"Will you accompany me to the next game?"
Look at me, look at you, no one in the group knows how to play chess...
"I'll accompany senior in the next game."
Luo Yin walked out from the side, slowly put down the ink piano in his hand, and sat opposite Confucian Sage Cannian.
The academy group immediately walked behind Luo Yin and looked at the white-haired old man opposite with wary expressions.
The old man in white smiled and nodded, looked up at Luo Yin, who was as quiet as water, and said slowly: "You know how to play chess?"
Luo Yin shook his head and said very weakly: "No, but I still want to ask senior for advice."
Luo Yin's voice is like the sound of her piano, with a hint of melancholy and tranquility, like a stream of water, making people feel calm when hearing it.
"That's fine..." The old man in white smiled.
The old man in white waved his hand, and the chess pieces on the chessboard automatically fell into the two chess pots. He handed a black chess jar in front of Luo Yin.
Luo Yin was not polite, took the chess jar, raised his hand and dropped a black chess piece.
The old man in white clothes followed Luo Yin's move and picked up a white stone and threw it into the chessboard. Then he asked casually: "Do you know me?"
Gu Yu, who was behind Luo Yin, said: "I was lucky enough to see another cannian of my senior in the divine realm."
Luo Yin continued to make moves in silence.
The old man in white raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at a few people thoughtfully, then smiled slightly, and seemingly casually threw another chess piece into the chessboard.
"Senior, are you also Cannian?" Luo Yin raised his head and looked at the old man opposite, and asked slowly.
The old man shook his head, "I am a residual soul, not a residual memory."
The academy group was stunned, and the fourth and fifth elders couldn't help but asked in unison: "Is there any difference?"
"Of course there is a difference. The residual thoughts are my thoughts, and the known ones are just my thoughts."
"The residual soul is a soul. Although it is disabled, it is still a soul. The soul is much more powerful than Nian..." The old man in white looked very proud.
The Confucian Saint Remnant Soul seemed to have not spoken to anyone for a long time, and he answered the questions of the people in the academy very kindly.
The academy looked at the pride on the old man's face, and the respect for the Confucian sage in his heart was shattered to pieces.
No matter how you look at it, this is just a cynical old man.
"Why does the remnant soul of the senior stay here at the end of the world?" Luo Yin gently put down a chess piece.
"Of course it's to protect the ends of the earth..."
"Nine days of calamity? I'm afraid the remnant soul of my senior cannot be defended..." Luo Yin said calmly.
Confucian Sage Cannian raised his head and glanced at Luo Yin in surprise. He did not expect that this seemingly weak girl could be so sharp in her words.
However, Confucian Sage Cannian shook his head, "Naturally, the Nine Heavens Tribulation cannot be defended, but the 'harbinger' can be defended."
"What's the sign?" Luo Yin asked tightly.
The Confucian sage sighed and said leisurely:
"The Nine Heavens Tribulation will not happen overnight. Before the Nine Heavens Tribulation comes, there will be many precursors in the world. Such omens are also unbearable for the world."
"What's the reason for the Nine Heavens Tribulation?" The second guy on the side suddenly interjected.
The Confucian sage fell into silence upon hearing this, and after a long time he shook his head.
"Although I am a soul, I am still disabled after all..."
"Your problem goes beyond what I know."
"But I only know that it is a scene that no one wants... everyone!"
Suddenly, Luo Yin's hand stopped and he raised his head to look at the Confucian sage opposite.
"Senior, can you still keep the omen?"
Biquge
