"Field!?" The purple-clothed beauty's voice was a little surprised, "Have you already understood the power of the realm?"
Zhuge Buliang nodded: "Before, I used a secret method to improve my realm and reached the realm of Tao Yun Peeping Heaven. However, after the realm changed and returned, I couldn't release the realm again." Zhuge Buliang did not hide this from the purple-clothed beauty, and immediately put the realm back.
The story of Xuantian Dance Pavilion was recounted.
The beauty in purple was silent for a moment after listening, and then said: "The realm of Tao Yun's Peeping into the Sky can be integrated with the Great Way of the Heavens, and the same is true for the field. With the help of the power of the Great Way of the Heavens, the entire world becomes your battle space. First try.
Naturally, there is a lot of enlightenment in this realm."
"In other words, if I want to release the realm again, I need to reach the realm of Tao Yun Peeping into the Sky?" Zhuge Buliang had already heard some clues.
The beauty in purple didn't speak, just nodded.[
"Hey, it's just as I thought." Zhuge Buliang scratched his head and smiled. The doubt in his heart was solved, and a big stone fell in Zhuge Buliang's heart. The reason why he was so anxious to see the beauty in purple this time
, just to solve the doubts in my mind.
The beauty in purple left, and Zhuge Buliang rowed a bamboo raft back to the small village. He went straight back to a small courtyard that was left behind when he lived in the village.
The courtyard was kept very clean, and Zhuge Buliang felt a sense of warmth in his heart. It could be seen that after he left, there were still people helping to clean up his place.
After entering the door, Lu Zihan and Ruya stayed in the room. The two women were chatting happily. Ruya was tactful and charming, and she was well-behaved, which made it easy for people to fall in love with her. Lu Zihan had a arrogant attitude before, but he and Ruya were simple
After chatting for a few words, I was conquered by this kind girl.
Lu Zihan's full of bitterness finally found a place to pour out, and he vented out all the grievances he had experienced in the past few days, and even made Zhuge Buliang look so shameless and a scum. Ruya just chuckled from the side.
When Zhuge Buliang walked in, Lu Zihan immediately fell silent and just gave him a cold look.
"Brother Zhuge, you're here, I'll go back first," Ruya said as she stood up.
"Oh." Zhuge Buliang nodded simply.
A slight blush appeared on Ruya's face. She originally thought that Zhuge Buliang would try to persuade her to stay, but she didn't expect him to be so straightforward.
"Do you want Sister Zihan to live with me?" Ruya said, looking at Zhuge Buliang's face.
"No need, you can't watch her, there is a room next to the yard, just keep her there at night." Zhuge Buliang said casually.
"Pig, what do you think I am!" Lu Zihan said angrily.
Ruya pursed her lips and smiled, turned around and left Zhuge Buliang's residence. That night, Zhuge Buliang and the strong young men in the village got drunk until midnight before returning. After drinking a dozen strong young men, they returned to their own house.
residence.
After returning, Zhuge Buliang directly set up a ban around the house, glanced at Lu Zihan, and said, "Don't run around."
"You have set a ban on where else can I go!?" Lu Zihan said angrily.
"That's true." Zhuge Buliang smiled and threw Lu Zihan directly into the room. The purple curse mark flashed between his eyebrows and he entered the Demonic City.
In order to prevent Lu Zihan from causing trouble with him, Zhuge Buliang would run into the Demonic City almost every time he practiced.
In front of him were phoenix trees all over the mountains and plains. Zhuge Buliang sighed quietly, sat cross-legged under a phoenix tree and entered into a state of cultivation. A golden dragon flew out from above his head and breathed the essence into Zhuge Buliang's body.
Now Zhuge Buliang has tried to refine the second dragon spiritual vein.
A few hours later, the golden dragon returned to Zhuge Buliang's body. He sat quietly under the phoenix tree and was lost in thought, with a figure in his mind that still lingered.[
After a while, Zhuge Buliang took out the brick. Now the appearance of the brick is no longer as black as before, but is the color of glass, dazzling and beautiful, as if it was carved from crystal.
The artwork is average.
A golden dragon pattern appears on the tiles, vividly.
Zhuge Buliang's fingers carved on the bricks, and an extremely mysterious spell was imprinted on the bricks. Zhuge Buliang frowned, and once again carved a golden spell and punched it into the bricks.
This is a weapon-refining technique of the ancient martial arts that Zhuge Buliang searched out from the "Taiwu Heart Sutra". It can greatly improve the attack power and quality of the magic weapon. However, this weapon-refining method is too mysterious and consumes a lot of energy.
With Zhuge Buliang's current cultivation level, he could only carve out seven incantations.
The current Banzhuan is completely beyond the scope of heaven-level magic weapons. Even he himself doesn't know what level it is. He has not studied the levels of magic weapons in the ancient fairyland.
Seven spells were imprinted on the bricks. Zhuge Buliang was sweating profusely and exhausted. Not only did the ancient martial arts clan's attack power be domineering, but their weapon refining techniques were also terrifying. This level of consumption of spiritual power
, the average cultivator really can’t afford it.
When Zhuge Buliang came out of the Demonic City and returned to his room, the sky was already dark. Lu Zihan had curled up on the bed and fell asleep. For cultivators, it is usually okay to go without sleep for a few years, but now Lu Zihan is no different from a mortal.
, without spiritual support, a sense of fatigue arises spontaneously.
Just one month passed. During this period of time, Zhuge Buliang lived happily in a small village. But every morning, Zhuge Buliang would row a bamboo raft to the center of the lake to see the beauty in purple.
He inquired in the village and found that the villagers here were completely unaware of the existence of this beautiful lady in purple. They could only occasionally hear the mesmerizing flute sound coming from the center of the lake. But when they looked for it, they found nothing.
No one was seen.
But on this day, the night of the full moon, Zhuge Buliang suddenly felt a strange fluctuation, and this fluctuation was in this small village.
"What's going on?" Zhuge Buliang was surprised. Looking for this fluctuation, he actually came to the village chief's yard.
The head of this small village is an old man over fifty years old, Old Man Xu.
Zhuge Buliang stood in front of the old man Xu's house. The door of the old man Xu's house was closed, but a mysterious wave came from the old man Xu's house.
Zhuge Buliang jumped into Old Man Xu's yard. At this time, the door suddenly opened. Daniel was standing at the door. When he saw Zhuge Buliang, he said: "It turns out it's the year of seniors. I just sensed someone approaching, so I thought it was someone."
who."
"What happened?" Zhuge Buliang asked with a frown.
Daniel looked around, suddenly sighed, and said: "Since senior has already felt it, I will tell senior truthfully. Anyway, senior, you are not an outsider."
With that said, Zhuge Buliang let Zhuge Buliang into the room.
After entering the room, Zhuge Buliang was immediately stunned. There were three people standing in the room. In addition to Old Man Xu, there were Er Niu and San Niu. These three cultivators who guarded the small mountain village were all here.
In front of a few people, there was an unfolded picture scroll, which was full of brilliance and shone with a faint brilliance.
Seeing Zhuge Buliang's arrival, the two niu and the three niu stepped forward to salute.
"This is" Zhuge Buliang was completely stunned.
Danniu said: "Senior, remember I told you back then that our three brothers have been here to protect this village for generations. In fact, to put it bluntly, we are protecting not only this village, but this picture." [
Erniu also said: "Senior has been kind to us, and we brothers do not treat our seniors as outsiders. What my eldest brother said is indeed true. Since the generation of our ancestors, we have been guarding this picture here. Counting it all,
This scroll has existed for tens of thousands of years, even older than the history of this village."
Zhuge Buliang's face was solemn. He could feel that the strange fluctuations he had just noticed were emanating from the scroll.
Daniu said: "Almost every year on the full moon night of this month, the scroll will fluctuate like this."
Zhuge Buliang came to the scroll, glanced at it, and was immediately shocked by the picture in the scroll. What was painted on the picture was no other place, but the environment around this small mountain village. Especially the big lake.
The depiction is as real as fantasy, giving people a dreamlike color.
But what surprised Zhuge Buliang was that on the big lake in the picture, a woman in purple was rowing a bamboo raft, like a fairy coming out of a fairyland. Although her appearance was not clear, the depiction was lifelike.
It's as if a fairy is really coming out of the picture.
"It's her!" Zhuge Buliang exclaimed in his heart.
The woman in this picture is the beauty in purple that he sees every day.
"You said that from your ancestors to your three brothers, everyone has been guarding this scroll? And it has been tens of thousands of years?" Zhuge Buliang asked in disbelief.
"Yes." Da Niu said: "Our ancestors got this scroll from a person. Because they promised others, they have been waiting here for that person to come back and take the scroll away, but that person never showed up. Later, our ancestors
Because his life is approaching, he asked future generations to guard this scroll until the owner of the scroll comes to take it away."
The shock in Zhuge Buliang's heart only worsened. He stared at the scroll in trance and murmured: "This scroll has existed for tens of thousands of years. Could it be said that the woman in the painting is a person from tens of thousands of years ago?"
"What? Senior, have you seen the woman in the painting?" Three Newtons said excitedly.
"Wow"
Suddenly, at this time, the scroll shook violently, and a little crystal light floated out from the scroll, condensing into a mysterious pattern in the room, like a map or a totem.
"Almost every year on a full moon night, the scroll changes like this." Daniel said, and the three brothers were very calm about this scene.