Is the sick beauty master washed white? [Transmigration Book]

"Tingqin, the devilish energy in your heart is unstable, try not to use spiritual power, use spiritual power to protect your heart." Taoist Xuanqing put his hand on the jade tablet on Lu Tingqin's chest, using the jade tablet as a medium , to help Lu Tingqin relieve the discomfort in his heart.

"The statue can't run away, and those two silly dragons are watching. We'll go there after you rest," Ji He stared at Lu Tingqin, "Don't mess around, you know?"

Chongshuang jumped off the paper boat and left the seat for Taoist Xuanqing to see a doctor.Hearing that Lu Tingqin's discomfort was caused by demon energy, his face immediately lost all color, and he half-kneeled beside the paper boat, constantly thinking about the sword he sacrificed on the stage.

At that time, Chongshuang was desperate in the dark, and wanted to use the exorcism sword talisman to expose the fact that Lu Tingqin's body was stained with devilish energy, so as to win a chance.Now, every time Lu Tingqin frowned, every time he closed his eyes and rested with a pale face, it was like a sharp knife cutting through Chongshuang's heart, making him dare not raise his head and feel ashamed to face Lu Tingqin.

Sensing the care of the people around her, Lu Tingqin nodded uncomfortably.He thanked Taoist Xuanqing softly for his help, staring at the huge statue in the dim light again, thinking about the meaning behind that ancient English sentence.

There should be no Old English on this continent.

According to the books in the secret room, Lu Tingqin deduces that Xuanqing Gate is located in the southwest of Shenzhou Haotu.

If Old English with the characteristics of the Germanic language family was born on this continent, there should also be a land that gave birth to the Indian language family of the Indo-European language family, that is, a place similar to South Asia.The southwest position of Shenzhou Haotu is considered to be the edge of the land, and it should be more or less influenced by foreign cultures.But Lu Tingqin didn't see anything that was obviously imported from outside in any books about customs and customs.

The buildings in Xuanqing Gate have an ancient style and ancient charm, and there are no imported products related to the West, no matter how extravagant Ji He's expenses are.After leaving Xuanqingmen, heading west all the way to Wuliang Mountain, the villages and small towns passing through Tingqin Road are all simple and pure folk customs.Even if the color matching of the bricks, tiles and porcelain carvings and the shape of the eaves and buildings are different from the habits of the Central Plains, they still cannot go out of the familiar category of Lu Tingqin.

The cultivation methods in this continent are extremely prosperous, including flying swords, talismans, ghosts, refining weapons... All the cultivation methods that Lu Tingqin has read are from the mainland.In addition to Xianmen, there are many schools of martial arts that use swords and guns, but there are no monks.

No... monk?Lu Tingqin blinked.

He just realized that there are no monks who believe in the teachings in this continent.The folks regard the people of the fairy gate as gods, and worship the powerful people with real names, and believe that those who have attained the Tao can bless one side.In the temple of Shouxi Ancient Town, there are incense sticks of Taoist Xuanqing and Renhuang.In addition, there are scattered small functional ancestral halls such as the god of sending children and the god of land.

Without the belief of gods and Buddhas introduced from outside, this continent should be closed.

Lu Tingqin subconsciously looked at Taoist Xuanqing, wanting to ask some common sense things.

Lu Tingqin wanted to ask Taoist Xuanqing if he knew Demon Dragon or Old English, and if there were any foreign imports in this continent, he opened his mouth and got stuck.He was afraid that if he asked the wrong question, Ji He would feel strange.

Under Taoist Xuanqing's encouraging eyes, Lu Tingqin simply asked, "Master, what is the end of the sea?"

In the book of the secret room, it is recorded that the entire periphery of the continent is the sea, and no ascetic has successfully visited the end.If there is a magic dragon, there must be another continent at the end of the sea.

Taoist Xuanqing said softly, "It's a barrier."

This is not a difficult question. Every child in Shenzhou Haotu who has heard of the sea has asked this question.

Taoist Xuanqing knew that Lu Tingqin Neili came from another world, and said in detail: "My friend Tianshu was curious about this when he was young. After he succeeded in cultivating the Tao, he immediately set off to find the end of the sky and the sea. He arrived at the end of the sea. He found an arc, and after penetrating the arc, the air gradually became thicker. He walked forward, and it became difficult to breathe. He didn't want to stop like this, and mobilized all his strength to rush forward..."

Taoist Xuanqing paused, and sighed when he thought of his friend's dejected appearance after returning.

"Master, don't get stuck here, what's next?" Ji He asked after hearing Taoist Xuanqing say this for the first time.

Taoist Xuanqing said: "Then it's not just breathing. The blood flow and meridians of his whole body seem to be drained and blocked. I came back alive and arrived at Xintiandi, only to see an arc in front of my eyes."

"...the first arc light?" Lu Tingqin asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, when the arc light came, he returned to the position where he first penetrated the arc light. After that, no matter how he tried, the result was the same. Many ascetics came to try after hearing about it, but they were all broken by the storm in front of the arc light or In the sea monster. In the end, the fairy gate unified the arc that cannot pass through the end of the sea, and called it the "barrier" by the name of the dragon clan, and advised all the lords not to try it. "

Taoist Xuanqing smiled: "However, Tianshu has not given up exploring the 'barrier' until now. If you are curious, I can take you to find him. Tingqin, you suddenly asked this, did you see something through the fog?"

Xuanqing Taoist followed the road listening to the piano, looking at the huge and dark statue in the mist.

"I'm not sure," Lu Tingqin lowered his head, "Master, let's go now and go to the remaining statues."

The paper boat starts again.

Taoist Xuanqing let the spirit butterfly fly to sense the direction, speeded up, and took Lu Tingqin to look around the statues one by one.During this period, Taoist Xuanqing stopped to guide the spirit butterflies to the two dragons, so that Longjiang Longhai would get lost in the fog for the time being and would not come to interfere with Lu Tingqin.

The remaining six statues are the same as the dragon, and the outer layer is shrouded in a deep mist.Ji He couldn't see through it at all, Taoist Xuanqing could sense the abnormality but couldn't go deep, Chongshuang could barely sense a deeper shape, but didn't know the details.

The demon energy in Lu Tingqin's heart was surging all the time, and every time he got close to a statue, he couldn't help but stop for a while.

Like Old English and Demon Dragon, Lu Tingqin's eyes were very clear, and he saw things that should not belong to this world at all.

A statue with three eyes, four arms, and a terrifying and treacherous face.His head is decorated with rivers and crescent moons, a cobra is wrapped around his body, and his long hair is like a fan, which can catch the Ganges flowing from ancient times.

There are also one-eyed giants of the deep sea, beautiful women wearing laurel wreaths and holding golden apples, ugly men with goat horns and goat bodies... Some Lu Tingqin can barely correspond to which god he has heard of the statue in the other world based on his impression. Yes, a little confused.

After looking at the six statues, Lu Tingqin's forehead was dripping with sweat, and his face became paler.

These statues all closed their eyes, standing in the dim yellow fog, silent and strange.Lu Tingqin was writing his manuscript, trying to apply for a separate barrier with Taoist Xuanqing, separating Chongshuang and Ji He, and confessing to Taoist Xuanqing what he saw.

When the paper boat came to the last sculpture that he hadn't seen before, Lu Tingqin slightly opened his eyes.

"Master?" Chongshuang asked immediately after paying attention to Lu Tingqin's subtle expressions all the way.

"...No problem." Lu Tingqin's voice was hoarse.

This statue was quite different from the others, a youth with long jet black hair and an oriental face.

Unlike the huge size of other statues, the statue of the young man is only a little taller than a normal human being, similar to the height of the avatar of the image of the Dragon King Nian.

The young man wears a black robe woven with mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and a crown on his head.

Behind the crown, a pair of carved eyes opened peacefully.

Lu Tingqin was terrified.

The other six sculptures have their eyes closed, and only one eye is open.Lu Tingqin knew something was wrong, and wanted to look away instantly, but it was a step too late.

The air seemed to freeze, and Lu Tingqin felt that the oxygen was thin and it was difficult to breathe.The blood flow in his whole body seemed to be coagulated at the same time, his body was stiff, and it was difficult to complete the slight movement of turning his head.

The sculpture's eyes stared at Lu Tingqin, and the corners of the cold lips seemed to slightly upward, revealing a smile.

The dim little world fell apart at this moment.The mist flowed rapidly, and the six steeple-shaped steles collapsed.The huge statues other than the youth collapsed and shattered into a thick black mist. In the black mist, countless bloody phantoms of stumped limbs and arms rolled.

The formation collapsed, and almost at the same time, Taoist Xuanqing, Ji He, and the two wandering dragons, along with a large amount of black magic fog, left the formation and fell outside Wuliang Mountain.

Lu Tingqin stayed where she was.His vision was dim, and the only thing he could see clearly was the young man's dark and smiling eyes.

Lu Tingqin felt himself solidified into a body that couldn't breathe.He seemed to be dismantled into particles at the moment of the disintegration of the world, and became something out of this world.

However, Lu Tingqin regained the ability to move.

Lu Tingqin found himself leaving the world made up of hazy yellow fog and entering a deeper space.He was floating in mid-air, surrounded by the dark night sky, and the boundless sea under his feet.

In the sea, dark waves rolled.Between the sea and the night sky, a black and gold dragon chair is parked.

A young man in black clothes and a crown was sitting on a dragon chair with his chin propped up.He has an indistinguishable face, and his long black hair is not tied up, and falls smoothly to the edge of the chair.

With a cold smile in the young man's phoenix eyes, he looked at Lu Tingqin.

"Through the distant time..." The young man's voice paused for a moment, "How long has it been... Has the barrier broken, and two have come? One lowly human, and one... a hybrid."

Lu Tingqin tilted his head slightly, and saw Chongshuang squatting beside him.

Chongshuang was the closest to Lu Tingqin just now, and has been closely following Lu Tingqin's movements.When Lu Tingqin first saw the sculpture's eyes, Chongshuang realized something was wrong, and quickly grabbed the corner of Lu Tingqin's robe sleeve.

When the small world shattered, Chongshuang tried her best to look in the same direction as Lu Tingqin.He was able to vaguely see the silhouette of the sculpture behind the mist, but when the space was turbulent, he could see the eyes of the sculpture clearly.

The moment he saw the sculpture's eyes, Chongshuang and Lu Tingqin entered the different space where Mianguan youth was.

Chongshuang just stayed in the feeling of suffocation, he regretted offending Lu Tingqin, grabbed Lu Tingqin's sleeve without authorization, and dared not make any noise, when he heard the young man's voice, he suddenly raised his head, staggered to his feet, and blocked In front of Lu Tingqin.

"Who are you?" There was panting in Chongshuang's voice.He tried his best to ask in the calmest voice.

Lu Tingqin put his hand on Chongshuang's shoulder, and brought Chongshuang to his side.

Meet me through distant time.

Lu Tingqin thinks that the "I" in this sentence refers to any statue in the statue that may use the Indo-European language, which may be a dragon, a satyr, or a goddess of laurels.But now it has been confirmed that the eyes of the formation are in the opened eyes of the young man, and anyone who successfully sees the young man through the mist will be drawn into this space.

The "I" in this sentence written in Old English should refer to this young man with an oriental face.

The belittlement of human beings in the youth's words made Lu Tingqin think of the two silly dragons outside.

Lu Tingqin observed the young man's movements.

The figure of the young man was not stable. For one or two moments, Lu Tingqin could see the vast deep sea behind him through the young man and the black-gold throne.This is not a living thing, but a phantom created by a remnant soul or obsession.

"I am the master of this place, the king of the South China Sea, and the former overlord of the land." The young man said slowly, "I have something to give you... Before that, little bastard, can you kill the human next to you? This place is already a blessing. The rest...is a matter for me and you alone."

The young man's voice fell, and the dark deep sea rolled up a tsunami-like huge wave and pressed towards Lu Tingqin.