Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

When the snow had all melted and the groves at the foot of Xuyun Mountain began to sprout, the day of departure had arrived.

Song Youdu picked up his millet boat which was cast from the old sacred wood on Xuyun Peak and carved into the shape of a dragon head and phoenix wings, and wanted to personally send his brothers off the island.

Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan did not refuse.Shentu Linchun was also among the candidates handpicked by Lu Kuifu, so he naturally went by their Xuyun family's boat.

Before leaving, Yu Hongtang reluctantly grabbed Eldest Brother Lin by the corner of his clothes: "Will the brothers be back soon?"

Lin Lingqing wrapped her robes, leaned over and kissed Yu Hongtang's forehead: "As soon as possible."

It's still the same old cliff, and the weather is still good.

Half a year ago, the scene of several juniors and younger sisters leaving the island and leaving the mountain in a millet boat is still vivid in my memory, as if it happened yesterday.

Ye Huaguo was also reluctant to let go, but said: "Brother, Huaguo will... know how to practice swords well, and will work hard to teach Xiao Jiang and others how to practice martial arts! You and the second senior brother, let go, don't worry!"

Yu Hongtang raised her face, and hummed angrily, "Come back soon! If brother dares not to come back, Xiao Hongtang will personally go and catch you all!"

Holding Yu Hongtang back a few steps with both hands, Xun Mingsi rubbed the top of the girl's head, and said in a warm voice: "Yu'er, don't make trouble, don't make things difficult for your elder brother Qing'er."

Since the last time he went to Jingui Palace on the Suzhou boat, Xun San never asked them anything, nor did he show the slightest difference.

This young luthier, who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, chooses to ignore it deliberately, and put all his trust in his two senior brothers as if nothing had happened.

"Remember, Chun'er," Xun Mingsi turned to Shentu Linchun, who was standing beside Lin Lingqing, and urged him earnestly and worriedly, "It's fine to be rash in front of your family. It's not normal to be outside, and you must not act impulsively." , remember?"

The little demon boy who was over a hundred years old was obviously keen on pretending to be young in front of Xun Mingsi, and said with a smile, "I know, I know, I'm just making trouble with you, okay?"

The tips of Xun Mingsi's ears turned red slightly, as if he whispered annoyedly, "This child is outspoken, but because his voice is too low, he couldn't hear clearly.

Lin Lingqing kept looking at the juniors with a smile out of the corner of his eyes.

This winter, both he and Fang Zhiyuan intentionally accelerated the growth of their immortal bodies a little.

Eldest brother Xu Yunzong in the white robe and snow sword is now more slender and handsome than a few months ago, and the softness between his brows is also vaguely showing a tendency to transition to Qinglin.

Lin Lingqing looked back at the huge Su Zhou in mid-air, her black hair tied up with a white brocade cloud pattern headband swayed on her back with her movements.

He repeated as if talking to himself: "Don't worry, it will be soon. Be back soon."

At the top of the tall Su Zhou, Song Youdu manipulated his puppet, making final adjustments.

Obviously it was the job he was most familiar with, but the movements of his hands gradually slowed down, until at a certain moment he called out: "Second Senior Brother."

Fang Zhiyuan sat sideways on the ship's side with an indifferent expression, one leg was on the edge and the other was hanging outside, which was a very dangerous posture.

Hearing the sound, he turned his dark pupils, and he questioned with his eyes.

"..."

Song Youdu lowered his dull face, he was not good at words, he mumbled for a long time before he took out two precious orbs and handed them over:

"The communication paper goose is just a low-level general-purpose magic weapon, and I'm afraid it won't work if you enter the small fantasy world. This is a modified psychic jade bead... It can transmit sound with the soul, and it is one of the highest-level communication magic weapons. Brother, keep it. "

Fang Zhiyuan's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he took the psychic jade beads.I don't know if it's an illusion, but the profile of the cold and sharp side face seems to be softened a little at this time.

Brother Fang Second turned his eyes away, and whispered in a rare good-natured voice: "...It's okay, I'll be back soon."

Song Youdu looked at Fang Zhiyuan, he suddenly raised his face, expressionless but solemnly said: "When the brothers are coming back, use it to call me, and I will pick it up."

After a while, the wind picked up.

The millet boat soared into the sky and rode the long wind straight up to the clouds.

……

"Did they feel it?"

"Yeah... The rain is about to come, and we didn't deliberately whitewash the peace, so how could we not feel it."

In the separate bedroom in Su Zhou Nei, Lin Lingqing and Fang Zhiyuan sat side by side, the former smiled wryly while the latter was silent and respectful.

Lin Lingqing sighed: "The words of comfort from the two of us are beautiful. If we can really come back soon, then we are lucky..."

A chubby purple sky sparrow poked its head out from his cuff, its eyes rolled twice: "Chi Chi Chi?"

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly tapped on the corner of the table with his fingers, and said with a frown: "Actually, it's better for senior brother to stay in Xuyun. Although there are many opportunities in the small fantasy world, it's just like that. It's not worth taking your risk."

The last time I went back to Liuhuazhou, I had lingering fears in my heart.If there is another God of Outer Heaven like Wang Zhe, who can bear it?

When the matter came to an end, the more Fang Zhiyuan thought about it, the more guilty he felt.Thinking about how many things Lin Lingqing has kept from him so far, he is even more uncertain.

"Now ask Song Wu to turn around and send you back?"

Lin Lingqing slumped on the table weakly: "Zhiyuan, don't make trouble with me."

Fang Zhiyuan stretched out his arms and pulled him into his arms, kissed the demon king's slender neck, and sighed in a low voice: "Forget it... To be honest, I don't feel relieved to keep you in Xuyun. I don't care what happens to you now." rest assured."

The man was worried about gain and loss again.Lin Lingqing was distressed and funny, and felt a little guilty, so he quickly diverted the conversation away without a trace, and asked Fang Zhiyuan about the Little Fantasy World.

Fang Zhiyuan was the lord of the Jingui palace in the previous life, and these things are shocking secrets in the eyes of outsiders, so naturally he would not be a bit slow in explaining them.

For example, the Golden Osmanthus Palace is actually divided into two floors above ground and underground.It goes without saying that the palaces and pavilions on the ground and the continuous fragrant osmanthus trees are the most noble symbols of the fairy world in the eyes of ordinary monks.

But in fact, the underground palace of Jingui Palace covers an area that is more than three times larger than the ground.

There are no people living in this underground, and all of them are used to raise spirit beasts, seal history slips, collect books, and most importantly—warm up countless strange creatures called "little fantasy world" by the fairy world. space.

The Small Illusion Realm is a small world separated from the Three Realms. It is said that only one can be born in thousands of years, and the spiritual energy inside is unbelievably abundant. It is a blessed place for monks to practice.

If you ask Lin Mojun to explain it in an easy-to-understand manner, then the low-level small fantasy world is probably similar to a Qiankun bag that has been enlarged by a thousand times, and he has dozens of spirit-gathering arrays on it.

The middle-level Little Illusion Realm may be somewhat similar to Dragon King Aoyin's Sea God Orb, which can hide a living being in one space.

And the most advanced small fantasy world can even create something from scratch, allowing species to reproduce and evolve on their own. Except for being smaller, it is no different from the normal world.

And there is a necessary condition for the birth of the small fantasy world, that is, it needs to use some high-level gods as its core.Therefore, the Little Fantasy World is not only a blessed place for cultivation, but also a sacred place for adventures, and the place where legends of great powers begin.

That is to say, Jingui Palace, the richest, most powerful and well-established palace in the Immortal Realm, was able to collect so many small fantasy realms and hide them underground.

"According to the rules of the Golden Osmanthus Palace, each person can only choose one small fantasy world to enter at a time."

Fang Zhiyuan said unhurriedly, "After entering, whether to seek stability and choose to use its rich aura to breathe out and practice, or seek danger to explore the gods in the depths of the small fantasy world, it depends on what you like."

Lin Lingqing was still listening leisurely, when a flash came to his mind.Realizing the problem, he rolled up his sleeves and straightened up: "Wait a minute, your Huangyang is a fetish in the Little Illusion Realm, isn't that right?"

Fang Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Of course, why?"

Lin Lingqing frowned subtly, "Then your little dragon Ao Zhao...?"

Fang Zhiyuan understood immediately, and couldn't help laughing: "That little dragon is a bit special, I'll tell you more carefully..."

When he told Lin Lingqing about the old affairs of Jingui Palace, his tone slowed down, was meticulous and patient.The voice is low and mellow with a hint of hoarseness, making people itchy.

It turned out that it was a coincidence that after the fairy head subdued the golden dragon hundreds of years ago, someone happened to take away a high-level god in the small fantasy world.

The small fantasy world that has lost its core is about to collapse, but the fairy head cherishes this high-level alien space that is rare in ten thousand years, so he imprisoned the golden dragon in this small fantasy world, and continued to nourish this world with the blood of the golden dragon's beast.

And Ao Zhao was reluctant to make a contract with the human race, so he stayed in the underground fantasy world for hundreds of years.

"Wait a little longer," Lin Lingqing couldn't help interrupting, "That's exactly what I want to ask. Your sword and your dragon are not in the same small fantasy world. How did you get the sword to drive the dragon back then?"

Fang Zhiyuan hummed: "What's the matter? It is said that a person can only enter one small fantasy world at a time, and I have entered the underground palace of Jingui Palace more than once."

"..."

Fang Zhiyuan's expression and tone were too righteous, Lin Lingqing's eyes widened for a moment, he was so choked that he didn't know how to reply to him.

——The small fantasy world of the Golden Osmanthus Palace is used to motivate outstanding young juniors, and to reward those who have made great contributions to the fairy world.

Lin Lingqing still vaguely remembered that Fang Zhiyuan's Huangyang and Shenlong contracted almost at the same time, and neither of them was a fairy head at that time.

It's not surprising that Zhiyuan, who was born as a cursed star, was able to enter the Little Illusion Realm once because Jin Gui won the first place in the trial.that second time...

As if seeing through Lin Lingqing's thoughts, Fang Zhiyuan tilted his head and smiled, "Brother, do you want to ask a second time?"

Lin Lingqing said: "I'm really curious, what kind of extraordinary feats have you accomplished?"

"...here."

Fang Zhiyuan raised his hand, lowered his eyes to recall, and stroked his index finger lightly in front of Lin Lingqing's chest.

The traces rubbed by the fingertips remained on the white robe, an obvious trace.

Lin Lingqing's originally idle and gentle expression suddenly changed.

He stood up abruptly, his voice tense: "Stop talking."

He already knew.

"There's nothing to say," Fang Zhiyuan raised his face, his complexion was faintly pale, and the corners of his lips were still smiling, "By the way, I haven't thanked my elder brother for the demon-killing feats he gave me back then."

His eyes were in a trance, and his sigh dissipated in the heavy air: "You... forced me to stab you."