Chapter three hundred and forty-eight memory bubbles
The intensity of the bombardment outside suddenly increased a lot, and it was obvious that another strong man had joined the attack array.
If Feng Qinglang was outside at this time, he would definitely see an extremely tragic scene. A large number of sea beasts and water monsters that usually lurk at the bottom of the water, like crazy, all swam towards this water area and launched suicide attacks at Hui Yue and others.
Attacking, their blood dyed half of the water red, and the entire Flying Fish Islands were boiling and trembling in the blood.
But Dong Ditian's hand was still very steady, and he continued to outline the sealing runes in the void one stroke at a time. But the stronger this place was, the more Huiyue and others were convinced that Dong Ditian's big secret must be hidden here.
Conspiracy... Finally, Dong Ditian paused slightly and smiled bitterly: "It's still too late..."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bombardment that was still distant suddenly suddenly became extremely close. The surrounding haze and fog seemed to be suddenly evacuated by some force, revealing the four walls around the space, which were already full of cracks.
The underground palace carefully designed by Dong Ditian was violently breached by a joint attack by powerful men.
There was a loud bang. This time, the huge bombardment should be a full blow from Liyino's side. The four walls were officially broken, and the entire inverted space suddenly twisted back. There was a sense of dislocation, which shocked Feng Qinglang and
Nan Xinghun almost fainted.
The lake water surged in, and Hui Yue could be vaguely seen. Li Yinuomian, Wanglou and Oslen were not far away. Hui Yue saw that his favorite Miss Su Huolong was intact, and he immediately smiled in surprise and raised his hand.
hand greeting
But he stopped laughing soon. The huge storm vortex was completely out of balance and turned into a group of extremely twisted bubbles. It broke through the water pressure and enveloped everyone in it. Feng Qinglang secretly screamed, and was about to pull him away.
Nan Xinghun evacuated, but the extremely huge suction force could not
He was allowed to leave easily, but he insisted on leaving them where they were. Before Feng Qinglang lost consciousness, he only saw countless small bubbles among the big bubbles, which were more brilliant than any kaleidoscope. But why, they were getting bigger and bigger.
, and completely wrapped myself in it...
When the consciousness gradually regained consciousness, it was a blue and green sky, as clear as velvet, and leaves as green as if they could drip water...
A male voice came from behind, full of childishness: "Brother, are you awake?"
Feng Qinglang was shocked. Looking back, she felt that the young man behind her looked vaguely familiar. He was squeezing his shoulders with a flattering look on his face. Feng Qinglang couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
The young man continued with a flattering look on his face: "Senior brother, are you kidding again?"
Seeing that Feng Qinglang was still frowning, the other party was a little startled, thinking that Feng Qinglang had fallen asleep, so he smiled and said: "I am Fan Di Ling, by the way, senior brother, what is the key point of the third chapter of Shenlong Jue? Unfortunately, I have been unable to
A breakthrough..."
Feng Qinglang came back to her senses a little dazedly. Suddenly, she jumped up with excitement in her heart. The Fan Diling in the celebrity illustrated book in her memory slowly merged with the young Fan Diling in front of her... Fan Diling, the Silent Era thousands of years ago.
In the last years of the Shenlong Empire, he was the mainstay of the Shenlong Empire's national division in the orc war, a legend written into history.
Such a peerless expert was pinching my bones, asking me if I was feeling well, and asking me what the Divine Dragon Technique was.
Oh, by the way...this is Dong Ditian's memory fragment
Feng Qinglang had just sat down again, and her heart was excited again. Wait, that's not right——
He jumped up again, turned around and glared at Fan Diling, who made the young Fan Diling get hairy and murmured: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
What Feng Qinglang was thinking was, that's not right. If it were Dong Ditian's memory fragment, I could only substitute for the character at most, but I couldn't intervene in his identity, let alone speak. This would not change this memory fragment, thereby changing history.
?
This thought made him shiver all over. He recalled the conversation he had with the genius illusionist and Usanella in the bar in Ancient Yuan City. At that time, he remembered that he had put forward a point of view that if you interfere with other people's memories, you can transform them.
As an entity, wouldn't it be possible to change a person's past, thereby changing the future, and may even create a new branch of time and space?
He looked around blankly. The scenery here was picturesque, with green trees. He could also feel the moisture in the wind. He touched the bark of the tree next to it, which was rough and prickly. He touched Fan Diling's face, which was pink and smooth... everything.
The touch is so real
Damn, there is another possibility. Could it be that I traveled back a thousand years?
How could those vulgar plots of Star Soul only appear in fantasy novels...
When this unwise suspicion arose, Fan Diling was covering his face, which was where Feng Qinglang had touched just now. He seemed to be trying to muster up the courage to say: "Brother, I...I won't do that kind of thing, although I
I really want to know the key points of the third chapter of Shenlong Jue... that, unless..."
How could Feng Qinglang be in the mood to negotiate terms with him and talk nonsense? She just waved her hand and interrupted: "Shut up, I'm upset."
A soft female voice came from the distance: "Dong Ditian, it's your turn to take the test, come here."
The voice was obviously very soft, but it could be clearly heard in his ears. When Fan Diling saw that Feng Qinglang was still confused, he had to remind him with an aggrieved look: "Brother, you have to take the exam. The teacher hates people being late.
Feng Qinglang said bitterly: "Okay, lead the way."
Fan Diling didn't dare to say that you don't know the road yourself. He led Feng Qinglang out of the woods honestly. When passing by a lake, Feng Qinglang couldn't help but stop. He lowered his head and looked at the lake. He could see that he was a teenager.
He looked like Dong Di Tian, with a face as bright as a crown jade and a face full of sunshine. Feng Qinglang couldn’t help but say: “He’s really handsome.”
Fan Diling didn't say anything, but his eyes were filled with: Senior brother, please don't be narcissistic. You will be late.
Behind the lake is a cliff. Outside the cliff, there are misty clouds and a breeze blows, as if you can jump away with the wind.
A tall white-haired old man stood upright with one hand behind his back and the other hand holding a fishing rod. The fishing line was hanging in the clouds and mist. Feng Qinglang asked in a low voice: "Is this old man pretending to be our teacher?"
Fan Diling was so shocked that he didn't even dare to nod.
Behind the old man was a girl in red, with an extremely beautiful appearance. She turned back and glanced at Feng Qinglang, half-smiling.
The old man didn't take it seriously and said calmly: "Ditian, come to me."
He waved his long sleeves, and the fog disappeared before his eyes, and he saw balloons arranged randomly, extending to the end of his sight, where another peak was located.
The old man asked: "Do you remember?"
Feng Qinglang nodded.
The old man waved his long sleeve again, and the smoke that had been dispersed came back again, covering the balloon. There was only mist in front of him, and he said: "Then go to the other side."
Feng Qinglang felt the surging power of Dong Ditian's current body. Although according to the current power system, the young Dong Ditian was only at the third level of the sky. In addition, Alans had a forbidden air barrier. He could walk on the balloon to the opposite cliff.
Yes, it seems to be a very simple thing. What is the significance of such an assessment?
According to his memory, he jumped onto the first balloon and found that the position was slightly wrong with the position in his memory. He felt awe-struck and knew that he had to calculate the wind direction and the flow of clouds. With this thought, he accurately stepped onto the second balloon.
But the balloon didn't know what kind of material it was coated with, so his feet slipped and he fell straight into the abyss.
At this time, he finally understood what the old man's fishing rod was used for. With a shake of his hand, the fishing line rolled up his ankle and threw him back. There was an angry look on the old man's face and he said: "Shenlong Jue No.
Have you forgotten the most basic tips for sticking words?"
Feng Qinglang screamed in his heart that he was wronged, he had never learned any divine dragon skills at all...
However, everything in front of me, the old man's angry face, the woman's faint smile, the blue sky and white clouds... everything has gradually become blurry...
When the vision became clear again, it was already a clear blue and emerald green sky, like velvet, and green leaves that seemed to be dripping with water...
This seemed so familiar that Feng Qinglang's heart trembled. Sure enough, Fan Diling's childish voice came from behind him: "Senior brother, are you awake?"
He could still feel his hard kneading on his shoulders. Feng Qinglang turned around and saw the other person's face that was full of please. He just felt dizzy. He actually went back to half an hour ago. The good news is that he didn't
Chapter completed!