fifth form

In the Wanshou Pavilion, the emperor looks at the starry sky.

"It's gone again!"

He heaved a long sigh.

"Is that really a new world?" The empress asked in confusion.

"It's really a big world." The emperor nodded and said: "When I was fighting against the extraterritorial demon, I once marked a woman. After my soul power increased, I saw her, and I could also see some of her surroundings. , that is completely different from our world!"

"Then do they have any mysterious method?" asked the empress.

"I have asked her to give me many times." Di Jun said: "But she doesn't seem to understand what I said, and she has never opened her mouth!"

"Could it be that the language of the upper realm is different from ours?"

"Language, alas, I've spoken to her in 43 different languages!"

The emperor was haggard, and lit another spiritual incense, using the aromatherapy to refresh himself.

"Then can she really see us?" The Empress asked doubtfully.

"I'm sure," Dijun replied, "I wasn't sure about it before, but she took that thin cloth and brush and drew the appearance of you and me in Wanshou Pavilion."

"so?"

"I feel like we're fish in the pond, and she's watching us paint from the bank!"

Dijun sighed with emotion.

The fish leaps into the dragon, and from then on, he can escape and be at ease, and is no longer a fish that can be slaughtered at will.

He obviously also wanted to detach himself, and then seek a piece of freedom.

"You don't know the weird things in her room. I also saw her talking to a stone, and the stone seemed to respond. You say it's weird, the stone can talk!"

The sense of haze and unknown brings too much novelty.

The emperor gestured several times with his hands, but found it difficult to describe this novelty to the empress.

In reality, Ren Anran would be regarded as mentally ill, and it is obviously impossible for Dijun to be regarded as mentally ill.

"Draw me a picture." The Empress excitedly said, "I also want to see what that world looks like!"

"I can't draw!"

Dijun shook his head.

Ren Anran's paintings are in a realistic style, showing the original state of the scene frame by frame, but for the emperor, his paintings are moving towards abstraction and painting connotation, and it is difficult to give the emperor an intuitive impression with the painting.

He took the pen, dyed the ink again, and then rolled up a white cloth. When the pen and ink fell, an extremely abstract medical room appeared, and another girl stood in front of the window.

With just a few strokes, the emperor presented the girl and the surrounding scenes in his pen.

But for the empress who has never seen the real world, all this is difficult to understand.

Without the corresponding knowledge, it is difficult to observe and understand even standing in front of a famous painting. Only when you have seen a similar scene can you have the corresponding picture in your mind and understand the corresponding painting description.

Obviously, the empress couldn't understand.

Looking at the long room, she felt that it would not be difficult to build a house like this.

As for the little beds and boxes in the room, she really couldn't see what they were for.

For the emperor and empress, the living environment of the other party seems to be inferior to the Kunlun Holy Land.

"You don't know, she should be an ordinary member of the Upper Realm, and there is such a scene where she lives, if it lives in a high-level God, I don't know how much better it will be!"

After seeing the emperor, it was difficult to understand, and the emperor had to explain.

He also borrowed Ren Anran's eyes to check.

Although the time was short, and the recovered memory was also missing, he saw the scene of Canglan Academy.

That is the scene of countless students rushing to study.

Countless high-rise buildings sit in the city of Xijing. This kind of prosperity is not something that the emperor can use simple words to describe the impact brought by this sense.

At that moment, he really had the feeling of a redneck going to town.

Even if he is the lord of the Heavenly Court and has gone through a long time.

"Try hard to strengthen this spirit, maybe one day you can also look at me with my spirit," Dijun said.

"I don't know if that cheap student of yours has pushed those evasion techniques a little bit more," the empress sighed.

"It's been less than two years since he went down the mountain, and the outside world lacks spiritual energy and elixir, so his cultivation must not be fast." The emperor shook his head and said, "If you miss him, let Ma Shenggu go down the mountain to find him. Dazeng will bring it back!"

"This time is indeed shorter." The Empress nodded and said, "But the distance from West Kunlun to Chang'an City is not too short. It will take at least half a year for Cai Ma to go there. Short, let her go out for a walk at this time!"

"Young people need to walk around a lot, being bored in the Holy Land is not good for growth," Dijun replied, "But you have to give her some self-defense, so that she doesn't take too much risk when she goes out."

"Those old things don't dare to touch her, and those young people's methods are not too strong." The empress said: "I will give her one or two treasures to protect Cai Ma."

"Ok!"

Dijun nodded.

As a holy girl cultivated in the secret land of West Kunlun, Cai Ma is indeed their trump card.

Cai Ma's spells are extremely unique, even if he doesn't want to be contaminated, especially those who are of his age and close to him.

But Cai Ma also lost because of being too targeted, which was the same when he was targeted.

When Cai Ma goes down the mountain, he needs to be guarded by a baby to be safe, so that they will not spend so much time cultivating them, resulting in careless arrangement and work, and their lives.

The empress thought about the follow-up derivation of the strengthening of the soul, and decided to ask Cai Ma to find Zhang Xuezhou to see the situation.

When the empress left the Wanshou Pavilion and arranged for Cai Ma to do things, the emperor sighed leisurely.

He absorbs the spiritual fragrance, and constantly nourishes his soul, and runs this magical technique originated from the "Heir of Hongjun". When he meditates, he only feels that after his soul is restored, his thoughts wander and start to wander again.

"God seems to be whispering!"

A strange feeling welled up in my heart, and the emperor's spirit drifted away. He passed through the secret place in a few moments, crossed the snow mountain of West Kunlun, and then drilled out of Nanbuzhou and went straight to the sky.

When he stepped into the boundless darkness, he began to stare fascinatedly.

Through the endless darkness, he focused his attention on a flame.

And through this flame representing the heavenly demon from outside the territory, his gaze was also locked on the place where he cast the mark of mana.

It was an extremely weak imprint of mana, so low that it was difficult for the emperor to perceive it.

But this is his spell mark positioning in the big world.

Whenever he goes out of his body and enters the void, and finds the extraterrestrial demons who have fought before, then he can find his own mark through the extraterritorial demons.

This romance stems from the fight that replaced Zhang Xuezhou, combined with extremely clever behavior.

Dijun also hoped that this clue would give him a chance.

He stared, only to feel that woman's figure reappeared in front of the window.

But compared to the previous silence, the woman opened and closed her mouth, and she was already talking.

"I can't hear her voice, and I don't understand the language of the upper realm, what should I do?"

The other party seemed to be narrating and conveying information, but Dijun couldn't hear the slightest sound at all.

This can only prove that it is also difficult for the other party to hear his voice, and after such a long time, the other party may have figured out some things through his repeated requests, and thus have feedback.

"How do I make sense of the message God is sending me?"

As long as he thinks that this is probably the way to escape from the three realms and enter the big world, even if this is only one percent, the emperor will be very anxious.

His soul was condensed in the void, and he felt that the incorporeal soul seemed to be sweating.