Colorful butterflies dance across the small bridge and the flower stream, and the clothes of young people are stained flawlessly
"This little thing is quite fun, quite childish." Wuming knew that these mythical beasts were most sensitive to his own scent, so he stopped teasing Velvet, "You are really lucky to have it as your life pet, at least.
It’s like adding a layer of insurance to your life.”
"This guy always seems to be a little ignorant. Rather than saying it is a mythical beast, it is better to say it is a foodie." Song Wan said with a doting look on her face as she scraped Fluffy's nose and grabbed it out of her hair.
We came down and communicated carefully, telling Rongrong what to do next.
Rongrong was a little reluctant at first, but when he saw Songwan's expectant eyes, he immediately restrained his emotions and didn't want Songwan to see anything.
Naturally, Rongrong's little emotions did not escape Songwan's feelings. She was its owner after all, and these emotions did not escape Wuming's eyes. He also sighed a little that the relationship between Rongrong and Songwan was so good.
To the extent that even a mythical beast that is most sensitive to evil creatures can compromise.
After reaching a consensus, Song Wan discovered that she could not open her own little world in this space. Wuming helplessly said that for absolute safety, she had sealed off all the spaces here before practicing.
Songwan originally planned to open it after going out, but if she goes out and there is no death energy here, Wuming's body will soon die. In the end, Sable helped to open the space barrier, and everyone successfully entered the small world.
As soon as he stepped into this place, a surge of vitality came to him. Song Wan was startled and hurriedly dispersed the vitality. The entire space was quickly shrouded in boundless death energy. The young grass shoots that had just grown in the space instantly withered and turned into dry leaves.
A black flame burned out in an instant.
"This ability to control space far exceeds that of some gods in the God Realm. It seems that this small world has existed since you were in the God Realm." Wuming sighed comfortably.
"Well, but at that time, it was just a world seed and did not form a small world. At that time, the small world refused to take shape no matter what. I didn't expect that it would naturally take shape after I came to the mortal world. This is really a bit ironic."
Song Wan looked sarcastic.
"It is a good thing to be able to take shape. How many gods and men have not even touched the edge of the small world in this life. Even if they have touched it, it cannot be formed without certain conditions. You can touch it in the God Realm, and there are no favorable conditions.
The mortal world has taken shape, this is already a thousand
I've heard about Gu Qi, but I'm still not satisfied." Wuming felt that comparing people to others was really irritating. He had never touched the edge of the small world in his life. Logically speaking, he should have been a strong person in the God Realm at that time, but why?
They all seemed inferior to this inexperienced little girl in front of me.
"Yes, I am very satisfied that it can be formed." Song Wan smiled and said, "I can give you half of the space here. Life and death need to be balanced in the small world. There is endless death energy here, so I will give you the other side.
Open up a paradise for life, let the breath of life and death in this small world reach the critical point, and form a Yin-Yang Bagua world."
"Thank you very much Phoenix Goddess. Wuming owes the goddess a favor in this life. As long as the goddess asks for something, Wuming will do whatever it takes to do it." Wuming bowed respectfully, sat down on the spot, and meditated to adjust his breath.
"Grandpa, do we want to continue?" Song Wan and the others left the small world again. Facing the vast black mass of heads in front of them, Song Wan felt deeply powerless. If she could kill without any consideration before,
, so now, after hearing Wuming's story, she was a little hesitant.
"Continue, as for these things, don't touch them if you can, and try not to get entangled with them." Ruan Qingfeng also frowned. This crowd was so crowded that just one kick from each person could trample him to death.
"Well, grandpa, you said, Wuming doesn't remember anything. Can we find what we want here?" Song Wanyou began to feel unsure.
"I don't know either, but even if that Wuming is telling the truth, I don't seem to need to believe much. Tens of thousands of years have passed and he doesn't remember many things. How can I trust him?" Ruan Qingfeng sighed.
With a cry, I originally thought I could learn something from Wuming, but the result turned out to be a huge disappointment.
"Let's go to the nameless retreat." Ruan Qingfeng walked around in this space and found nothing. In the end, he could only focus on the nameless retreat.
"Wu Ming will kill people if he knows about it." Song Wan thought about her grandfather's current character, and she might go and kill Wu Ming's lair.
"How do you look at your grandpa? Am I the kind of person you think I am?" Ruan Qingfeng felt a little uncomfortable when Song Wan looked at him.
"Okay, okay, go ahead. Anyway, after we go out, Wuming probably won't have the chance to come back for thousands or hundreds of years. At that time, we still don't know when the times have changed and how many people have been here. Even if
I know it was you who did it, but I can't do anything to you." Song Wan's expression of risking her life to accompany the gentleman made Ruan Qingfeng speechless.
"Let's go, I promise, just take a look." Ruan Qingfeng shook his head helplessly, and several people formed the Five Elements Formation again. Ruan Qingfeng also released Shao Xin and the others, saying that they felt no danger now and asked them to follow.
, it’s also a great experience.
"Is this here?" Because they knew that there was nothing else guarding the fulcrum here, the few people who had no fear arrived in front of Wuming's lair not long after.
Song Wan had a look of surprise on her face. She never expected that Wuming's lair would look like this. Although it was not green mountains and green waters, it was full of small red and black flowers. A sea of flowers appeared in front of several people. The fragrance was fragrant.
A gray river flows through the sea of flowers, and a few black butterflies dance and play among the flowers. A small wooden house in the sea of flowers is particularly eye-catching, but it also looks particularly harmonious, as if it should exist here.
"Wu Ming, is it a woman? How can it live in a place like this?" Song Wan had a dark look on her face. Isn't it the privilege of women in ancient times to dance in colorful clothes like a butterfly dancing in the flower stream?
"I really didn't realize that he actually has such a hobby. Could it be that he also has the habit of Longyang?" Ouyang Jingsong saw a 16-year-old humanoid boy watering the flowers in the sea of flowers. He was quite handsome.
"Who are you?" The young man felt a little embarrassed when he saw several strangers looking at him. His bright eyebrows and white teeth were very good-looking, even surpassing some of the so-called fairies in the world of immortals and demons. It made people unable to resist.
Take a few glances.
"Well, we are friends of the owner here." Seeing no one responded, Apeng had no choice but to answer.
"Master? How is it possible? In the past ten thousand years, no one has ever come here." When the man saw A Peng looking at him, he was a little embarrassed. It really made A Peng speechless. A person who has lived for more than ten thousand years can still do this.
Shy, and towards the same sex.
"The owner here used our strength to break through the barriers, so we can be considered friends. It was he who asked us to come here." Song Wan said helplessly when she saw A Peng's embarrassment.
"What are you doing here? I might be able to help you." Although the young man was ashamed of his wit, he didn't believe everyone at all.
"It doesn't matter if you don't believe us. I can tell you something about your master. Also, he is currently practicing in my little world. His condition is very bad, but I can let you see him." Song Wan did not agree.
You're welcome, just point it out directly.
"I believe it. Even if I don't believe it, you can easily deal with me with your cultivation. All I want is for me to accompany him." The young man lowered his head, his face slightly red.
"Who is he to you? I'm afraid it's not as simple as the master, right?" Song Wan was about to agree when she suddenly realized a very serious problem. In such a space, where Wuming died and transformed into a corpse, how could this young man still have his own self?
Conscious, and so clear-headed, it seems that this seemingly ordinary boy is not simple.
"What's wrong with you?" The young man saw Song Wan's expression was wrong and came over to greet her.
"You, don't come here! Who are you?" Song Wan saw the young man walking in her direction and immediately stopped him.
"Me? I'm just an ordinary person. I just signed a contract with my master and lived longer." The young man was a little sad.
"Do you think I believe it? In this kind of environment, your master has no ability to protect himself, but you, a mortal, can actually live freely? Even if there is nothing wrong with your body and age, you are not affected by this death energy. In the end,
You don’t even have the least bit of irritability, do you think I will believe your lies?” Song Wan said contemptuously, “Next time you lie to someone, remember to find a clever excuse.”
"Okay, my methods are not clever enough, but I didn't lie to you. I do have no cultivation, and I am just a mortal. But I am pure yin, so I will not be affected by these things. Thousands of years ago, I went up the mountain
I was collecting herbs, fell off a cliff, and almost died. It was my master who took pity on me and kept me." The young man lowered his head, "If you still don't want to believe it, just ask the master. Didn't you say that the master is in your possession?
In a small world? I don’t really believe it either.”
"Okay, grandpa, be careful. I'll go find Wuming for verification." After Song Wan finished speaking, the space around her body distorted and disappeared.
"How can she use the power of space? This place is obviously blocked by the owner!" the young man asked in surprise.
"There are still many things you don't know." Ruan Qingfeng muttered and ignored him.
"Did you take away the ax outside?" After a long silence, the young man broke the awkward atmosphere.
"We didn't take it away, it followed us shamelessly!" Dongfang Mingxuan felt that he was about to collapse. He couldn't get rid of the ax and was following him like an uncle.
"That is an heirloom of our family. We have used it to chop wood for generations." The young man said a little aggrievedly, "Can you give it back to me?"