Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

Recently, a strange thing happened to Zhan Guangzong. Yan Ji, the newly recruited closed-door disciple of the head, suddenly fell into a coma. The head and the master of Shennong Peak worked together to rescue him.

After being rescued, that senior brother Yan Ji's temperament changed drastically. The originally soft and weak person suddenly became very irritable, and he would reprimand the fairy boy who was waiting on him at every turn. Mentioning senior brother, Yan Ji was furious immediately, seriously injured the junior brother, and did not allow the people of Han Guangzong to mention senior brother in front of him again.

Later, I heard that the headmaster had a long talk with Senior Brother Yan. After that, Yan Ji was silent in the cave for a long time, and when he appeared in front of everyone again, he returned to his soft and weak appearance. He sincerely said to everyone Sorry, I said that I was in a coma due to a serious injury. After waking up, I was a little confused. If I did something wrong, please forgive me.

After that, he visited the little outer sect disciple who was injured by him every day, healed his wounds, and cared for him. Seeing his behavior, everyone gradually believed his words, and still regarded him as the gentle and gentle Senior Brother Yan.

However, the twists and turns in this middle, I am afraid that only this middle-aged person knows.

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Tianshan, Dream Forest.

"Is this the Mimeng Forest?" An Jinghe looked at the lush green forest in front of him, with traces of hazy mist, and asked the demon king beside him.

"Well, this Dream Forest was a place of chance 300 years ago. After the illusion was blocked, very few people came here," Xuan Yin turned to An Jinghe, and told him carefully, "Most of them are low-level monsters and high-level monsters. There are very few high-level monsters, so be careful."

"Well, I understand," An Jinghe said with a smile, "Then go back, sir, I will go first." Then he walked towards Mimenglin.

"Yue'er," Xuan Yin looked at the white figure stepping into the forest, and said suddenly, with a low voice, "Yue'er, can't you just call me brother?"

An Jinghe's footsteps paused, his figure froze, but he didn't look back, and continued to walk inside.

Xuan Yin looked at An Jinghe's back and stood there for a long while, the aura around her suddenly became icy cold, and she returned to that cold, stern, aloof and unstoppable demon king again.

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An Jinghe walked into the Dream Forest. The forest was shrouded in mist and was peaceful and quiet. It was so quiet that he could even hear his own breathing clearly.

Not a breath of wind, not even the slightest sway of the blades.

There was no movement even when the foot stepped on the grass.

An Jinghe tried to unleash his consciousness to search for Luo Junqing's location, as if he was cut off by an unknown force halfway, and could not detect the scene in the distance.

This forest is too creepy...

An Jinghe looked around, except for flowers and trees, there were no other living things, not even a single insect or bird.

It seems that the surrounding space is frozen...

An Jinghe jumped up suddenly, stepped on the branches and flew to the top of the tree, looking down.

The endless green forest is dense with mist, and there seems to be a lake in the distance due east, and the surface of the lake is shining with waves.

Wave light?

An Jinghe looked over, yes, he was right, the water was flowing on the lake, but all the plants were strangely still.

Moreover, the arrangement of the trees is very regular. Around a very tall tree, six relatively short trees evenly surround it.

An Jinghe tried to jump to the short tree, and then jumped to the next tall tree, but unexpectedly, a force blocked it, and the air would not work at all!

When An Jinghe fell to the ground, it seemed that he had bumped into a ball of cotton just now, and landed lightly, as if he didn't want to hurt anyone, but he didn't want people to pass by.

Suddenly, there was a sudden change, and there was a "rustling" sound of leaves rubbing around. Then, a horrifying scene happened. The surrounding trees seemed to have grown feet, and began to move slowly. After a while, this movement stopped , the forest once again returned to deathly silence.

The surrounding environment did not seem to have changed. An Jing and Hang Mou jumped onto a tall tree again. Sure enough, the lake moved to the south. An Jinghe returned to the flat ground, as expected, The trees moved slowly again, rearranging themselves.

If the prediction is correct, it should be due west this time... An Jinghe smiled slightly, and jumped on the nearest tree again. Sure enough, the lake instantly moved to the due west, and the water glistened under the sun .

An Jinghe fell to the ground, waiting for the trees to move and change positions, and when everything was still again, he raised his feet and walked north without hesitation.

This forest is quiet and treacherous, as if there is no living thing except himself.

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Murong Jin looked at the huge scroll hanging in the air in front of him, this beautiful young man had only been in the painting for a quarter of an hour, and he had already found his way.

"Your Majesty," Cheng Yue walked to Murong Jin's side, looked at the painting in front of him, and was a little surprised, "Has another one entered? It has been hundreds of years, and it seems that few people have the opportunity to enter the Qianqiu Scroll through the Dream Forest. Today Actually, two of them went in at once. By the way, the one that went in just now, he was quite smart, and he found it in less than half an hour. I think if he was calm at that time, it would have been faster, and I don’t know what he did. Why are you so anxious..." Cheng Yue shrugged.

It's easy to say, but entering a strange and strange environment, especially that environment is so quiet and treacherous that it seems that I am the only one in the world, that kind of strong sense of loneliness overwhelms me, and it is already very easy to calm down and find a way out Not bad, not to mention finding it so quickly.

Although this formation is grand, it is very simple and mechanical. It is easy to be disturbed, flustered, and timid in the depths, but if you have the courage to try, you are not afraid of failure, and you can easily see the mystery.

Luo Junqing was worried about An Jinghe, and her mind was a little confused. It took a little more time, but it was a rare encounter in a hundred years.

"For a quarter of an hour," Murong Jin looked at An Jinghe who was walking towards the west in the picture scroll, and opened his lips lightly, "Compared to that person just now, he is better than that person, he is cold and cold, and has a firm mind."

"A quarter of an hour?" Cheng Yue opened her eyes wide in shock, and leaned in front of the picture scroll, "This person is really good-looking, you can't take your eyes off, um," Cheng Yue turned to look at Murong Jin again, revealing A sly smile, "However, in my heart, the respect is still the most beautiful!"

"Chengyue!" Murong Jin reprimanded sullenly, "Stop making trouble!" But coupled with the blush that climbed up the pinnae, it seemed a bit lacking in majesty.

"Yes, yes, my lord, I was wrong, I was wrong," Cheng Yue said hippiely, "Don't be angry, don't be angry... After Cheng Yue, just think about it in your heart and don't say it out loud."

"You!" Murong Jin was so angry that her face flushed a little, adding a touch of beauty, she flicked her sleeves, "Go and let Qi Yan enter the painting."

"What?" Chengyue was stunned for a moment, and put away her uncomfortable expression, "My lord, what do you mean..."

Murong Jin raised his hand, a red rope was tied around his plain white wrist, and at the end of the rope was a strangely shaped piece of fire glaze, emitting a faint light.

This scene is very beautiful, but Chengyue didn't want to make fun of it, so he opened his eyes wide and looked at the piece of fire glaze in shock, and said incoherently, "Liuyun...has a sense?!"

Chengyue looked at the young man in white in the picture scroll again, his eyes brightened slightly, "Is it... him?"

"Well," Murong Jin also looked at the picture scroll, "When the first person entered, I felt a very faint feeling, but it wasn't until this person entered that Liu Yun began to shine..."

"Then these two people are destined to be entangled together. If Liu Yun's induction is correct, shall we lure them together?" Cheng Yue looked at Murong Jin.

"No, Liu Yun won't make mistakes. Look, the paths of these two people are slowly joining together..." Murong Jin looked at the picture scroll without turning her head.

Chengyue looked at the painting again, and sure enough, in the grand scroll, two young men in white were slowly approaching...

Fateful encounter and entanglement...

"Eighty years ago, the Mingtai prophecy made by my father and Mo Qingxian, the head of the Hanguang Sect, finally started to come true little by little?" Murong Jin murmured softly.

"He is the... son of the fantasy world in Mingtai's prophecy..." Chengyue turned his head and confirmed again.

"Well, inform Qiyan to enter the painting and complete her mission." Murong Jin's voice was low and cold, without any emotion.

"...Yes, I'll go right away." Cheng Yue couldn't bear it, after all, he was a friend who had been with him day and night for so many years.

But that's her raison d'être, her birthright.

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An Jinghe has been walking in this forest, the sun is always at that height, it seems that it has never changed, he does not know how long he has walked, or how long it will take to reach the lake.

There is still a dead silence all around, if not for the faint breathing of himself, An Jinghe even feels that he has lost his hearing, this is not quiet in the general sense, it feels like he is the only living thing in the whole world, and the road ahead is endless. Rest, this feeling can drive a normal person crazy.

But he still has such a little self-regulation ability.

An Jing and Fang Kong didn't think about anything, just like that, walking forward quietly.

For some reason, in his heart, there was a faint anticipation for this journey, as if a magical power was calling him.

It is a very gentle power, as if it comes from the familiarity of the soul, which gives An Jinghe a ray of hope in such a crashing environment...

I just don't know where Luo Junqing is now...

Suddenly, without any warning, a gust of wind blew over, and the whole surrounding environment seemed to come alive with inexplicable excitement.

The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the surrounding trees "rustled". An Jinghe used his spiritual power to stabilize his figure, but he didn't expect that the whole forest turned upside down in the next second!

In an instant, the sky was turned upside down, the sun and the moon were dark, and before the last sunlight disappeared, An Jinghe saw a man in white rushing towards him, as if shouting, "Brother..."