Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 436: Found
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The unpredictable golden pictures and texts. Once in her despair, there was a force pulling her to draw, which caused the spiritual turmoil of the world near the hospital, gathered one party, purified the spiritual aura of the world, and saved the treasure on the operating table. Jia's life.
She lost her strength and fell into a coma. After a long time in her dream, she peeped into the golden picture and text drawn between the man in the robe and the wild world. The sky and the earth changed color. The man in the robe looked up, stinging Lin Luoran’s consciousness, let She was hurt for a long time.
Since then, she has known that the golden graphics and text are not the existence she can covet for the time being, and she has put out her mind to learn. In real practice, she has a lot of miscellaneous learning, and she almost forgets this thing in the corner.
I didn't expect to see you in the palace in the stele!
Lin Luoran was uncertain. Before, I was sure that the person who came to the stele was definitely not a man in a robe, but now it is difficult to justify it.
Who knows this thing besides him?
Lin Luoran took a close look at the rice paper in her hand, and recovered from the shock. She calmed down and saw that there were a lot of hesitations in the lines, without the natural simplicity of the atmosphere... If this is a rune, it is more like a figure Semi-finished products for exercises.
Of course, men in robes do not paint such semi-finished products.
Who has ever seen him write golden pictures and texts, just like he used to imitate? In this way, the words of the man in the robe as the protagonist can also be said clearly.
But, who is the master here?
This person has seen a man in a robe and knows about alien civilization. Lin Luoran suddenly remembered his purpose of coming here, and his inspiration flashed, he was a pseudo-saint!
She paced on the bluestone steps in front of the palace, looking excited.
It must be a false saint.
Yes, at the beginning of the Tongtian Pagoda, facing the threat of a false saint, her mind flashed through frames of emerald planet for no reason. If these have happened before, can it be explained that because the man in the robe has been to an emerald-like planet, the pseudo-saint has seen him and even seen him write golden pictures and texts? !
Lin Luoran's hand squeezing the rice paper did not forcefully open a gap. Her thoughts have never been so smooth.
Since the robe man has been to aliens, and even more so, if he is not an earthly person, maybe the false saint's sudden coming to earth is also related to him?
The time when the man in the robe was in the prehistoric times, the false saint came during the time of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.
...At that time, she didn't find him, so she stayed on earth for so long?
Thinking of all the false saints that the mad Taoist said about the earth practice world, if she is really related to the robe man, Lin Luoran can't tell for a while, who is the robe man who is also faintly related to her. The square camp.
In her heart, she also regards the robe man as a kind person.
It is the instinct in the bones, Lin Luoran has never doubted this.
However, the evidence deduced at this time was pointing in a bad direction. Lin Luoran was conflicted. Holding the rice paper with golden pictures and texts, he rushed out of the palace and returned.
She was ignorant and returned to the modern emerald city.
Is this the hometown of the false saint? Lin Luoran looked at this green city and remembered the primitive background that lived next to it. The pseudo-saint’s life spent thousands of years staying on the earth. Speaking of which, the time she lived on the home planet was not necessarily More on earth, right?
With her own efforts, she is pushing the flames in the dark and turning the once brilliant cultivation civilization to the direction of technological civilization. From this point of view, the pseudo-saint is also a stunning figure. But as a monk, he was destined to go against the false saint.
Different ways, no conspiracy.
Lin Luoran thought of the Alpha Alliance’s invasion of the earth and the suppression of the monks, and then the eyes that looked at the emerald city, there was no neutral appreciation - her home planet earth was once like this, brilliant and moving , Is now devastated, but aren't these alien creatures doing the ghost?
Jinbo has been cut through a hole, and it's not someone who pretends to help and can fix it.
Cultivation knows no borders, no star realms, but the cultivator has a home, a country, and a hometown. This is probably one of the unchanging laws of the universe.
Lin Luoran only felt that the wavering at this moment disappeared, and Dao Xin was actually a long-lost sense of firmness.
Calm down, she immediately found another embarrassment.
How is she going out?
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Lin Luoran walked from the extreme west to the extreme north, and then from east to south. This seemingly measurable distance turned out to be a boundless place.
I can't go to the head, I can't see the end.
If you hadn't experienced this kind of feeling on the fairy mountain, the silence of no one could drive your life crazy. In the huge world, this time she is really the only one left.
There are no beads, no fire phoenix. They are frolicking around, entering this place with divine consciousness. She doesn't know the route, and she can't do anything.
Thinking about it, I'm afraid it's not like the place where the false saint once lived. Most likely, this stone tablet is the prison that sealed her.
Lin Luoran didn't want to be trapped in this prison for a lifetime. After looking around like a headless fly, she went to the palace where there was no one. This place was cold and cold, she didn't like it at all, it was the former Lin family house, which suits her best.
The palace shook for a while, and it was overthrown and rebuilt under Lin Luoran's eyes, and it really became the appearance of the Lin family's old house.
The blue stone bricks, the red lacquered gate, and the green bamboo around the island in the backyard are no different from the old Lin family home.
Lin Luoran's eyes were red. The real Lin's house had been destroyed in the flames of war, and the pseudo-saint was in jail. From this point of view, there were many benefits.
Because of the palace’s turning into an old residence in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the long wood and the rice paper with the portrait of the man in the robe disappeared. Only the remaining golden pictures and texts were held tightly by Lin Luoran and did not disappear.
She thought for a while and spread out the golden rice paper on the table again.
My heart moved at will, and a writing brush and inkstone appeared, copying this golden picture and text.
When I really picked up the brush, Lin Luoran realized that he had forgotten about the brush skills he had learned when he was a child. After writing a few words, he was so jerky that he couldn't even master the shades of pen and ink.
Lin Luoran sighed and spread out a piece of paper. He didn't learn how to run before walking, so he had to practice the calligraphy quietly.
She didn't know the passage of time in the stele. In the real world, the few creatures in the space would have been so anxious that if they were still physically there.
"It has been three days since she went to the monument, right?"
The swing is still the same, but the apple tree is not the same one it used to be. Huofeng is pushing the swing for the silver fish, and the high Emperor Feng is a little worried.
The Timber Wolf raised his eyebrows with embarrassment, "What is there in the monument?"
Huofeng glanced at it, "That's for the soul-suppressing. I'm worried that Xiaolinzi will not be able to come back because he will be ruthless. We will all follow it."
The wooden wolf thought for a while, "The soul of the town? I have heard of such a monument. It was not taken by the Acacia faction that year? I heard that it was finally built as the tomb of Empress Wu without a word. Why did you get here?"
Speaking of Zhou Wu’s wordless monument, Huofeng, an old monster who has escaped from the era, can’t speak up, but the white fairy who has not spoken is a little surprised: "Have you heard of Wu Meier of the Acacia Sect?" /
The Timber Wolf was startled by her look and nodded involuntarily.
Bai Xianzi stepped forward and asked: "Before I died, but three years after Zhou Wu, Wu Meier ran to the human world to become a queen. You know what happened after her death... I'll ask you, Yuan Ying thousand years ago. What is going on with the monks disappearing?"
Fairy White has been trapped under the abyss for thousands of years. After leaving the abyss, there is nothing to do. Whether the person she cares about is dead or left the earth. It has always been a mystery that haunts White Fairy’s heart. Actually knowing that the wood wolf happened to be living in that critical period, I was naturally excited.
It's Huofeng, staring at the wooden wolf in surprise: "Well, you little wolf is too dishonest. Xiaolinzi has been investigating the public case thousands of years ago. Now that you know, why don't you tell her?"
The wooden wolf was guilty by the six eyes, and Nono retorted: "Each of you asked me..."
Actually, this matter is related to the great humiliation in its heart. Could it be that it has just accidentally said it, and it will not say it if it is dead. Under the gaze of the three eyes, the Timber Wolf staged Ai Ai with a look on his face, but he hadn't spoken yet.
Huofeng screamed suddenly.
"Someone is moving Xiaolinzi's body!"
Everyone was distracted. The Timber Wolf escaped from the dead. Fang heaved a sigh of relief. He heard Huo Feng yelling strangely: "Don't be a monster, wait for the emperor to see your appearance."
The wooden wolf is absolutely overwhelmed, and Fairy Bai also feels that the fire phoenix is not tuned, but he sees the fire spitting out of the fire in his mouth, turning into a fire mirror, showing the situation outside the bead in the mirror.
A pair of wet eyes are weeping at Lin Luoran's body with closed eyes.
The fire phoenix uttered, and the fire mirror could no longer continue and shattered.
The whitebait's reflection arc is extremely long. After the flame mirror broke, it uttered a loud voice, rubbing its eyes in disbelief.
"Brother Huofeng...Look carefully."
Whitebait trembles rarely, which makes Fairy White and Timberwolf feel inexplicable and sour--they are both latecomers, and they are not more involved in Lin Luoran's life than Huofeng and Whitebait!
But who did they see?
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Lin Luoran in the stone tablet, I don’t know how long it has been until the brush writing has been practiced in a good manner, and then copy the golden graphics and text, which will do more with less, and make great progress.
Because she is in the form of divine consciousness, she is tireless and has never rested. One day, she wandered around the dragon and painted the golden picture and text into a seven-eighth-like image... it was like the rice paper version. , A huge vortex of gravity formed, pulling her out of the stele.
She returned to her body, her limbs warmed, and she first noticed a bitterness in her mouth. The right hand gripped tightly, and it felt like the stele.
Lin Luoran, who is familiar with the medicinal properties, tasted the juice of Polygonatum. Why did she take a mouthful of Huang Jing? Who fed her?
Lin Luoran had a headache after being away from the body for a long time, and she barely opened her eyes. Under the fluorescent background, a pair of clean and bright eyes were staring at her wet, and seeing her waking up, there was no lack of joy.
Lin Luoran couldn't help shuddering with silk-like fur, shaggy little claws and green body.
There are thousands of foxes in this world, the little green-skinned medicinal fox, but only the one she once raised——
One person and one fox looked at each other. After more than three hundred years of separation, Lin Luoran's eyes flickered and murmured: "Little Qinghu...Little Qinghu, I found you."