Guide to the Empress becoming a God

Chapter 894 There are infinite painting hands in the world, and a red gallbladder cannot draw
"You are the only space power, and you should be cherished by this world."

After Mr. Yumei finished speaking, the three people in front of him became completely silent.

Yan Yan quietly looked at the pale old man.

She only thought that Mr. Yumei prevented her from exploring the illusion to protect the souls that had not been eaten by the monster here, and to curb the rampage of this big monster.

Of course, it also meant to prevent her from taking risks.

It's just that she didn't expect Mr. Yumei to have such a deep meaning.

Because she is the only space power, she should be cherished by this world.

Mr. Yumei not only looked at the whole matter from her own standpoint, but also from the standpoint of the entire monk group and the world, and gave her such advice.

Yanyan suddenly felt that compared with the old gentleman in front of him, these people's ideological realm was indeed far behind.

No wonder even Tan Xiangzi, an old man with such an awkward personality, admires this gentleman.

Tan Xiangzi beside him also blushed quietly at this moment.

It really is Mr. Yumei.

Sure enough, he is a semi-holy who is different from ordinary people!
The mind determines the vision.

Tan Xiangzi felt that he might not be able to achieve Mr. Yumei's cultivation level in this life, because he did not have the broad mind of the other party.

He suddenly felt that he was only thinking about Chen Zhen, and this kind of thinking was too narrow.

Seeing Yanyan and Tan Xiangzi's attitudes were a little moved, and Mr. Yumei was not as aggressive as before.

His demeanor returned to the calm and peaceful look he had when we first met that night.

Looking at Yanyan, Mr. Yumei showed a bit of helplessness: "I persuaded you to leave that day, not as urgently as today. The main reason is that I still have the power to control this fantasy world. Now..."

Since then, he couldn't help coughing twice again: "I was injured, and this illusion may not be as stable as before. Before the monster notices it, leave quickly."

After finishing speaking, he took a deep look at Yanyan: "You have the power of space, and you are still young. After you leave, you will practice hard. Maybe you can hope to kill this evildoer in the future."

Yanyan was surprised: "Sir——"

Mr. Yumei raised his hand to stop her words.

Seeing the panic in Yan Yan's eyes, the master only smiled frankly: "I was determined to protect this place at the beginning, and I thought that this day would come. Unfortunately, my cultivation base and understanding are so shallow that I can't subdue this evil monster. I can only watch it Killed so many innocents."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Yumei turned his attention to Tan Xiangzi again: "You also listen to my advice and leave as soon as possible. Don't worry, it has devoured the true spirit of your apprentice, don't I still have an inner alchemy? I don't want to I'll leave my homeland to that thing."

Tan Xiangzi's yellow eyes rolled round: "Who knows how to explode pills? Do you think that you, an old monster with white eyebrows, are not afraid of trouble? His mother is not afraid either! Why don't you just explode pills? Count me in. If you don't explode, then The grandson of the turtle has half his life, and I also dyed my eyebrows white!"

When she said these words, Yan Yan clearly saw the stubborn determination and seriousness in the old man's eyes.

Although, for monks, explosive pills, a suicidal and powerful means of defending against enemies that completely wiped out their souls, were easily uttered from the mouths of the two old men in front of them.

But Yanyan believed that these two didn't mean to speak harshly.

These two old men are serious.

There are always some people in this world who do not seek fame or profit, just like the two in front of me, who once accompanied the floating clouds to return to the late green, and still accompany the setting sun and the sound of autumn.

There are infinite drawing hands in the world, but only this one red gallbladder cannot draw.

The two old men stopped talking, and they stopped trying to persuade Yanyan.

In the eyes they looked at each other, they found the way of death that was most worthy of their conscience.

At this moment, they became true bosom friends.

Then, the two old men looked at Yanyan with the same comforting eyes...

This time it was Tan Xiangzi who spoke first: "You are a good boy. You are smart, bold and have a backbone, but unfortunately you haven't mastered your skills yet. Go back and study hard, and come back in a few years to avenge our two old bones, and let us We have something to look forward to."

Mr. Yumei didn't speak, but nodded slightly, looking at Yanyan, his eyes were full of elder kindness and tolerance.

Yan Yan stood there without moving.

She looked blankly at the two old men in front of her who had completely let go of everything and were obviously more open and relaxed than when she first came.

She knew that their peace and composure came from the resignation of death and their calm gaze on the future.

However, it was the two old men who were calm, Yanyan couldn't be calm!
Her eyes shifted from Tan Xiangzi's face to that of Mr. Yumei, and then she pulled her pink lips and smiled coldly.

"Heh, heh. So impassioned, do you think it's great to have the courage to die?"

The two old men looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

Even though she just listened to the righteous words of the two old men, Yan Yan's expression at the moment was extremely calm, and there was even a bit of disdain in those slightly cold eyes.

This reaction of hers made Tan Xiangzi unable to hold back his anger.

Yan Yan looked at the two expressionlessly: "Death is never the most difficult thing. On the contrary, in the face of difficulties, choosing death is actually the most cowardly expression."

Tan Xiangzi jumped up from the stool, his yellow eyes widened and he was about to quarrel, but Mr. Yumei stopped him.

Seeing that Mr. Yumei raised his hand to signal, Tan Xiangzi had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart, and sat back on the stool heavily.

Yanyan ignored Tan Xiangzi's irritability at all, and said to Mr. Yumei in a calm tone: "Although, I admire your courage and courage. But I don't appreciate your handling methods."

After finishing speaking, Yanyan raised her hand, and a scroll flew out from the holding ring and floated in front of her.

She tapped lightly with her finger, and the scroll was wrapped in a soft golden light and slowly unfolded.

Yanyan's fingers seemed to be sliding the touch screen display, and with a slight flick, the physical scroll in front of her simultaneously separated into two other identical translucent phantoms, which floated on Mr. Yumei's and Tan Xiangzi's respectively following her gestures. before.

Yanyan: "The above is my experience and records since I set foot in Huntun Town, as well as my personal speculation, and several sets of countermeasures I am currently envisioning."

Sure enough, when Yanyan took out the scroll that she usually recorded, the eyes of Mr. Yumei and Tan Xiangzi were immediately attracted by the content on it.

Neither of them spoke, and quietly read the content on the scroll.

When both of them finished reading the above content, they fell silent by coincidence.

After a while, Mr. Yumei spoke first. He looked at Yanyan and asked in a low voice: "Can you really go back to the past?"

Yan Yan nodded slightly, but did not speak.

In fact, she is not fully sure about going back in time and space.

But she remembered that when she was in Juyan Castle, she used the power of time and space one night when she was tracking the rabbit stone.

At that time, in a trance, she saw many strange scenes flying past her eyes. At that time, she felt a bit like motion sickness.

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