Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

"Just the Chaos Treasure will do." Hongmeng Tree transmitted the message easily.

Feng Qingran was completely speechless.

If a chaos treasure were really placed on the little mushroom, I am afraid that it would have attracted a large number of greedy people before its ability was exposed.

Arcana is a separate category of magical artifacts.

The treasure is divided into innate and acquired.

And this chaos treasure belongs to the innate treasure.

This kind of magic weapon can only be found but cannot be refined.

Of course, if there are fragments of the Chaos Treasure and a refiner with that level of strength, it is possible to refine the Chaos Treasure into the desired shape.

But these are all idiotic dreams.

"Xiaofeng, don't worry, isn't there a treasure of chaos in your space?" Hongmeng Shu couldn't wait for Feng Qingran's response for a long time, and said.

"Is there a Chaos Treasure in my space?" Feng Qingran was very surprised.

"Yes, that eye is called the Eye of Nothingness. As long as you find a way to contract the Eye of Nothingness, you can use the Eye of Nothingness to block the aura of chaos on the little mushroom."

"The Eye of Nothingness..." Feng Qingran recalled for a long time and remembered the existence of the Eye of Nothingness.

The Hongmeng Tree transmitted the message again: "If you can successfully contract this thing, it will have many benefits. You can easily detect the situation of living beings, especially those who are weaker than you. You can see them clearly."

"Secrets will have no place to hide in the eyes of nothingness."

"Of course the premise of all this is that the other party is weaker than you."

"So Xiaofeng, you have to stand higher so that your horizons will become wider and you can go further."

Hongmengshu's voice was full of happiness.

Feng Qingran's almond-shaped eyes flashed with a gleam, "Hongmeng, next time if you have anything to say, just say it directly without going through such a big circle."

At this moment, Feng Qingran also realized that Hongmeng Shu wanted to use the matter of Xiao Mushroom to remind her of the contract with the Eye of Nothingness.

Hongmengshu fell into silence and did not intend to speak again.

It can only go so far with many things.

It is not afraid of the power of cause and effect.

But Feng Qingran is not it yet. If cause and effect are involved too much, it will be detrimental to her growth.

This approach is the same as Mo Jinghong erasing their memories.

Mo Jinghong is not afraid of continuing to tangle with the Lingyun Sect, but he does not dare to take risks. He is afraid that his intervention will become an obstacle on Feng Qingran's path to enlightenment in the future.

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fairyland.

Qianque Pavilion.

An old man with an immortal spirit walked slowly into it.

The hardware was immediately alarmed.

Wu Jin blocked the old man's way and said coldly: "The master is practicing and will not see guests for the time being."

Old Man Qiankun smiled and said, "He is about to break through and can see me."

As Old Man Qiankun finished speaking, a bolt of thunder struck down without any warning, heading straight towards the place where the Danqing scholar was practicing.

Hardware instantly became vigilant. This was the ability to follow his words.

Old Man Qiankun saw Hardware's expression clearly and smiled even more kindly, "It's sincere. In that case, I will give you a gift."

Old Man Qiankun raised his hand and made a golden seal.

When the Tao Seal appeared, Wu Jin's blood froze, as if he was frozen in place and couldn't move at all.

Until the Dao Seal enters the body and disappears.

Hardware feels like it has come to life again.

"You are a true dragon. You should not stick to one method of cultivation. There are thousands of ways to guide all things."

The voice of Old Man Qiankun was like morning bells and evening drums, which shocked the soul of the hardware and gave it a mysterious and mysterious feeling.

Wu Jin has a little more respect for Old Man Qiankun, "Senior, do you mean that the beast race can also practice the way of the human race?"

"Hahaha..." Old Man Qiankun laughed out loud, "Tao creates all things, and humans are just one of them. The path you want to take is the path you want to take, not the path of the human race."

After listening to Wu Jin, he still had only a half-understanding.

It seemed like I had touched something, but I couldn't seem to touch it.

It had never heard what the old man said.

Old Man Qiankun waved to the hardware, "I remember there was a little unicorn beside you. Is it okay now?"

True dragons and unicorns are indispensable existences in the same plane.

"Senior, do you know me and Xiaoman?" Wu Jin looked at Old Man Qiankun with a little surprise, recalling the past carefully, but could not find Old Man Qiankun.

"I know, you and it are both excellent. You will definitely find your own way in the future." Old Man Qiankun spoke, as if a golden light fell into the hardware body.

At this moment, the Danqing scholar's voice sounded, "Wujin, you go to Qingqiong Temple and retrieve the elixir that I dragged the goddess to refine before."

Wu Jin nodded in response, and then thanked Old Man Qiankun before leaving.

The hardware is gone.

The painter's face turned cold, "What are you here for?"

Old Man Qiankun walked inside with a smile, skillfully pushed open a room, walked to a place and sat down.

The painting scholar's gorgeous red phoenix eyes were dim and unclear, and he followed in.

"Tianyue has told you about my situation. I'm here to see you for the last time." Old Man Qiankun poured tea by himself and poured another cup for the scholar, as if he was his master.

The painter's face softened slightly, "If you want to die, no one can stop you, but don't use your black power on me in the future."

Mystics have a special ability.

As long as the mysterious person wants to, he can make everyone who has seen him lose that memory.

Wu Jin and Xiao Man had grown up together with Old Man Qiankun for a period of time.

Later, there was chaos in the world, and Old Man Qiankun sent the two to the small world in order to save them.

Just then one came to him.

One of them arrived at the goddess Qingqiong.

Wu Jin and Xiao Man naturally do not remember the existence of Old Man Qiankun.

"Zhenwu..."

"Zhenwu is dead, and I am Cen Danqing now." Scholar Danqing interrupted Old Qiankun's words directly.

Old Man Qiankun stared at the scholar Danqing for a long time with his cloudy eyes, and sighed: "Zhenwu, I know you hate me, but my time is really running out this time. I apologize to you on behalf of Xuanmen and my master. .”

The painter's eyes grew cold, "Qiankun, do you really think you can make up for my mistakes by giving me multiple opportunities to be reborn?"

Old Man Qiankun whispered: "Zhenwu, our ancestors were forced by the situation. In that situation, the ancestors had no choice but to do this if they wanted to live."

"The ancestors sincerely repented. After they had the power to protect themselves, they have been protecting you and trying every means to make it up to you."

"Zhenwu, in ancient times, you shouldn't have participated in the war of gods."

The painter scholar stared at the old man Qiankun, with hatred in his eyes, "Qiankun, I can forgive you, but they don't deserve my forgiveness. If you hadn't concealed your identity and approached me, you wouldn't still be alive."

Old Man Qiankun met the scholar Danqing's eyes and was shocked.

Painting scholars always hate their ancestors.

But what the specific reason was, he couldn't even pry into it.

After he became the leader of the Xuanmen Sect, the first order he received was to protect Emperor Zhenwu no matter where he was and find ways to revive him.