Play the cultivation game in the world of immortality

Chapter 127

Sheng Yu can only be thankful that there is no restriction on the use of private storage space in the tower, and all his storage bags can still be used.

Now that she had no scruples about not being able to use her spiritual sense, she closed the doors and windows, took out the warm white storage bag embroidered with little rabbits in her pocket, and began to pour it out—a lot of storage bags.

"It's still troublesome after all." Sheng Yu muttered softly.

The warm white storage bag in her hand is called Linglong Kit. It is a relatively high-end and special storage bag. You can stack storage bags lower than yourself in it at will.
The shape is also like a normal storage bag.

Sheng Yu chose it just for safety reasons, but the size of the internal space is limited, and it is far less convenient than a space magic weapon that can store a large number of things.

The black jade bracelet given by Bian Zheng cannot be exposed, and the ice jade ring given by cheap father Fengxian is not convenient to use. It seems that when I leave the Wujing Tower to find the twins of the Cui family, I have to find a way to find a more low-key one. It would be good if the space magic weapon comes.

He looked at his full left wrist, a red string, a string of ruby ​​and coral beads, a black jade bracelet, well, it's better not to be a bracelet anymore!

After taking out a number of clothes from the storage bag specially filled with robes and jewelry to fill the closet, he saw a tall and wide water mirror near the window, and Sheng Qi took out several jewelry boxes and medicine boxes and put them in the On the small case on one side, after replacing all the utensils in the house with everyday objects, he clapped his hands contentedly.

Empty, lifeless places always make her feel uneasy.

For the first time in the family, children try to calm down some inhuman little panics by turning a strange place into a familiar one.

In just such a short time to pack things, the moon in the tower has risen so high.

However, both the sun and the moon are fake. Chu Yan has already told her about this. They are two super-large light sources made by the sages thousands of years ago imitating the sun and moon outside, and they are constructed together with many rules. The internal order of the top-level cave of the Wuzong Tower.

After changing into a loose and dry robe, Sheng Yu laughed, walked slowly through the water corridor, and returned to the study.

"I thought you were going to rest." Chu Yan watched in surprise as the tired little girl floated to the small table and sat down.

He had remembered earlier that at this point in the past, Sheng Yu had almost fallen asleep. Her body was too weak to bear the excessive fatigue.

"No, how can I rest if I haven't finished my daily homework."

Sheng Wei raised his head and explained to his younger brother, and spread thirty blank talisman papers on the table with his backhand.

"I didn't suffer from the fire poison today, and I didn't suffer any other serious injuries. The sea of ​​consciousness has also returned to normal, so I can't be lazy anymore."

Learning is uninterrupted, like flowing water and clouds, and it continues to advance day by day. This sentence is suitable wherever it is put.

Laziness makes people lazy and kills self-motivation, and the best way to solve the problem is not to stop learning and practicing.

Compared with ordinary people, she has very little time, and the practice must be carried out while taking care of her body. How can she not hurry up and catch up with the progress!

In order to make it easier for her to do her homework, Bai Wei specially prepared a pair of small tables and chairs that were just the right height for her and placed them by the window, which is very considerate.

Sheng Yu took out a bottle of Xingshen Pill and put it up to his nose and sniffed it. After waking up for a few minutes, he took out the talisman ink and the mahogany talisman pen, closed his eyes and began to draw the second-order speed that was so familiar symbol.

In the afternoon, there were fifty second-tier high-grade speed-moving talismans in the thank-you gift she gave to Xiao Yang. The inventory a while ago was almost exhausted. In order to avoid the situation where I have no talismans, I have to make up for it quickly?
The main reason for this is that when she saw a soft lamb that was not much bigger than herself, it was really not easy when she thought about how many times it had to carry many people on its back every day in the wind and rain. I also forgot about the restrictions in Guiyuan, and with a wave of my big hand, the things were sent out.

But, it can't be used in Guiyuan, and the lamb can also go to the outside world to experience it!
Speaking of it, it was actually a misunderstanding of Sheng Yu. The students of the Guiyuan Academy were required to learn the art of controlling the wind after they established their foundations, in order to be able to ride the "waves".

With all the calculations, there are actually only three people who have been carried by the lamb.

One is her, one is Jian Cong'an, and one is Gu Pan.

Jian Cong'an, although she had been in the qi training period before, due to the particularity of her practice and schoolwork, she was able to walk on the tip of the grass not too long after embarking on the journey of cultivation, and it was not too much trouble lamb.

As for the nominal owner of the lamb, Gu Pan, this one is more straightforward, he hardly leaves after entering Caolang, so he simply built a small shed in the direction of his own land under the small slope, and pulled some of the land next door. Weaved a curtain with cotton, and practiced and lived in the shed.

The lamb has always thought of himself as a free, happy, kind, proud, and principled lamb.

Not everyone can make the lamb happy to run non-stop.

It is a unique lamb with a mind of its own.

"Why are you doing this?" Chu Yan felt his head hurt more and more when he saw Sheng Yu like this.

"What you said is no different from the elder who raised me in this world." Sheng Yan restrained his sleepiness, looked up at him and added, "Even the expression and tone are very similar."

If it was possible, she wouldn't want to either.

She is really too weak. Currently, she has a flexible spirit and a vast and boundless sea of ​​consciousness as a guarantee, and drawing symbols has become her only strength. If she can't hold on to this point firmly, she will be even more confused.

Besides, the Daily Talisman has also benefited her spiritual consciousness and soul.

If you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach thousands of miles; if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't form rivers and oceans. Practice and learning are just like accumulation, bit by bit. Why would she not do it?

Holding the bamboo slips in Chu Yan's hand, she thought deeply—before this, Sheng Wei had never taken the initiative to mention to herself the experiences and people she met when she first came to this world.

What kind of environment did she grow up in, what kind of person made her have the current behavior and habits in the world, and what happened in the past to create such a distorted personality?

For each of the above questions, he was very curious and had some guesses.

In the Yunxiao Auction House, Chu Yan also temporarily raised the performance of Tianji Lingtong to the maximum level he could bear. Under Sheng Qi's deliberate action, he saw a sea through layers of blockades.

It was a boundless, drowsy sea, and the sea was covered with fog that could not see the color clearly.

The sea was really too wide and too dark, and he could only see a corner of it clearly.

Under the sea surface in that corner, under the dark and deep sea water, in the deepest part of the seabed, countless memory fragments are piled up.

Yes, memory fragments.

Broken, broken, incoherent, extremely strange, and some even have too obvious traces of being deliberately erased.

Most of the memories left on the bottom of the sea are intermittent fragments, and there are a few floating in the sea water. The closer to the sea surface, the fewer fragments exist, but he can see it more clearly.

Those fragments are all calling the same name.

Ai Luoluo, Ai Luoluo.

The unique Ai Luoluo.

The perfect Ai Luoluo.

Chu Yan couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

Is it envy or just plain pain?
No, neither.

He didn't understand.

Ai Luoluo had been with her for ten years, and his absence in their lives was far more than ten years.

There is no file about Sheng Yu in the Wuzong Pagoda. If she wants to know the truth most clearly, she can only speak by herself.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan poured a cup of hot tea and put it on the corner of the small table, then picked up and folded the talismans with dried ink on the table one by one, and asked casually, "Your elder, is it What kind of person?"

Sheng Yu's hand that drew the talisman paused, and the other end of the mahogany talisman pen lightly poked the cheek that was very close to the table, and he cried out in pain, and he woke up.

The peach wood talisman pen is essentially a small branch that Bian Zheng broke off from the big peach tree in her small courtyard on the rocky cliff. The length is less than one foot. It can absorb rune inks of various materials smoothly.

On the contrary, the end of the talisman pen, that is, the broken surface of the branch, is unexpectedly sharp and hard, and it is not a big problem to pierce a stone.

He took out a small water mirror from his pocket and took a look. As expected, a small blood drop appeared at the place where it was poked. Sheng Yu hurriedly took out his own special all-purpose gold sore medicine, wiped it and said to Chu Yan at the table: " Why are you asking that suddenly?"

"It's just curiosity. The one who can keep you alive must be an amazing person."

"Why, do you still want to help me pay off the debt?" Hearing this, Sheng Qi laughed, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Well, then you may have a headache."

There were only a few people standing on the top floor in the Sky Realm except for some hidden clans. Chu Yan thought about it, and replied seriously: "It's not impossible."

If the person on the other side is really not a good person, it would be better to pay back the cause and contact decisively earlier.

But for now, it is not clear whether it is a good stubble, but it can be said that it is unreliable. In his heart, it can be said that he has hammered the hammer, and he thought to himself, "Whose elders will let the weak and small Your child is going out alone!"

"It's not something that can't be said."

Sheng Yu was afraid of causing trouble to Gui Yushan before, so he never mentioned it. No matter how the person in front of him is his own stupid brother, he can be regarded as a trustworthy existence, so he just said it.

"Does the Xuanshuang Sect know? I was sent there after I was fished out of the sea of ​​blood by Feng Xian's father."

Chu Yan was silent for a moment when he heard the words, Xuanshuangzong, he naturally knew about it.

However, due to the problems left over ten thousand years ago, there are very few records in the Wuzong Pagoda about the North Plain where the Xuanshuang Sect is located, and few disciples are sent to the North Plain.

No, almost none.

According to the volume of Beiyuan in a certain secret record, Beiyuan is not only a place abandoned by bitter cold, but also a place of curse.

[The wind and snow in the depths of the boundless snow field never stops, the sharp howls in the depths of the cold abyss are Xuanshuangzi's endless pain for his betrayal, and the snow line going south is his punishment for those he trusts. 】

[For the eternal plan of the human race, the disciples of Taoist Xuanshuang set up a large formation on the outside of the snowfield to prevent the snow line from moving southward. 】

The level required to view the secret record is very high, and Chu Yan thought for a while that he should still take the tower master's order at that time, so that he can see the content behind it.

[On the day when the big formation was completed, Ying Hanzi, the head disciple of Taoist Xuanshuang, sighed five times to the sky outside the formation, and then bowed towards the boundless snowfield, knocking on the ground, knocking on the sky. All the momentum flowed into the big formation, and then went away with Liu Shuichi, Xuanshuangzi's second disciple. 】

"What did Senior Ying Hanzi say?"

"Unwilling." Chu Yan sighed.

unwilling.

Five voices are unwilling.

The sound of weeping blood, every word punishes the heart, shocking people's heart.

"Senior Liu Shuichi also made an oath above the snow line with his cultivation base, that anyone who betrays and his descendants, who enter the Northern Plains, will be buried here. The wind and snow add to the pain."

Sheng Wei put away the talisman paper on the table, and asked with his chin in his hand, "Where did the two seniors go?"

"There are different records about this matter in the classics and secret records. Some say that senior Liu Shuichi took the body of his senior brother Ying Hanzi into the depths of the boundless snowfield and buried him under the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains for a long time. Master with the two of you."

Chu Yan's expression was weird for a moment.

"Some say that the two entered the depths of the snowfield together, and some say that Senior Ying Hanzi's body was left in the formation, while Senior Liu entered the boundless snowfield alone, and no one knew where he was after that. "

It is impossible to know which one is the real one. The whereabouts of the two of them, like the whereabouts of Chi Yanji and Luoshui Goddess, have become the gossip of the world after dinner.

The members of the Xuanshuang Sect have always kept a low profile, and participating in the discussions among the major forces is also a matter of business, to the extent that they only sweep the front of their own house and don't care about other people's trivial matters.

"No wonder no one comes to Beiyuan."

Chu Yan said again: "Senior Liu's oath involves not only blood kinship, but also master, master and slave, and contract connections."

Sheng Yu was shocked, the scope of the curse was too big, and it was impossible to know who the traitor was, except for those who had a clear conscience in their hearts, no one would dare to enter Beiyuan.

It's not enough to have a clean heart, you have to prove that you are clean from generation to generation.

But now she noticed something else.

"Liu Chishui? Surnamed Liu, could it be related to Lan Yun..."

The Xuanshuang Sect has few people. In the past, I only thought it was the bitter cold of the Northern Plains. Although the Sect occupies the top five sects, there are not many disciples who come to worship the Sect. I did not expect that there is a layer of curse in it.

In the game story, Liu Lanyun went to the Xuanshuangzong after going through all kinds of hardships. Did she find any clues?
It has to be said that with Liu Chishui's oath, Xuanshuangzong is really an extremely safe place. Not only are the elders and disciples full of old-fashioned and warm-hearted people like Ji Mei, but most of them are pure-minded and firm-minded people.

"Traitor..."

Sheng Yu drew circles on the table with his fingertips, and he didn't intend to put away the talisman and inkstone on one side.

Melting ink.

Ye Rongrong.

Everything is unclear.

(End of this chapter)