Portable Space: Reborn Female Cultivator

Chapter 779 Small World 72
It was nothing more than leaving the corner of the sky and returning to the Six Realms as soon as possible to fulfill his responsibilities, and then find a good place in the world to spend a leisurely life with Gong Siluo.

Thinking of Gong Siluo, Lingyue's heart suddenly softened a lot, and the corners of her mouth vaguely outlined a smile that is all over the country, like a charming flower, blooming extraordinarily gorgeously under the bright sun.

Once, she thought about evading her responsibilities, and also thought about just escaping her life quietly.However, she reluctantly woke up.Now, she is willing to face everything with strength and courage, even at the expense of her precious life.Reincarnation and all kinds of hardships in the previous life, Lingyue always thought that her character was already very good.But in some respects it is so vulnerable.

In the future, she will redouble her efforts to remove all obstacles for her new life!
Suddenly, the corners of Lingyue's lips raised lightly, and her white and slender fingers formed a trumpet shape around her mouth. The loud and clear voice echoed in this small mountain, over and over again, "Lingyue is willing to live with her heart , and work tirelessly for it, never regretting it.”

"Never regret,,,"

"Never regret,,,"

In the end, only these four words echoed.

Then, there is no more.Lingyue Xiran, Qiuqiu Qing'er and the others left the small world after a gust of wind passed, and returned to the cave in the corner of the sky.At this time, the burning candles in the cave were almost exhausted.It was also at this time that Lingyue realized that the pictures on the wall where they had been had become dim.Therefore, the only pair shines brightly against the rest of the dark murals.

It was a picture related to Buddha. On the picture, a benevolent Buddha sat cross-legged, with his hands folded on his knees, as if he was talking about Buddhism with the disciples below, although there was no shadow of a disciple in that picture. .

For some reason, Lingyue's first reaction when she saw this picture was to add a poem in the blank space, and the content was that old urchin in the small world recited it.

Just do what you say, Lingyue flipped her hand, and a brush appeared in her hand. Lingyue flew up and stopped at the mural.It's a pity that none of the words she wrote appeared.However, Lingyue didn't pay attention to these at all, and continued to paint on the mural one stroke at a time.That's right, it's the depiction, because every stroke of hers creates a spark around the mural, just like a scene carved by a knife on a stone.

There is no bodhi tree,
The mirror is not a platform either.

There was nothing,
Where is the dust.

After engraving, Lingyue threw the pen in her hand casually, and turned down by herself.Falling on Xiran's left, a pair of cold eyes looked at the big characters that gradually appeared. It really was a dragon's snake. Her characters were grand and flamboyant, but each stroke was clearly full of desolation and arrogance.From her words, one or two aspects of her character can also be seen.

The words are slowly appearing, but the murals are gradually dimming until they are the same color as other murals.

The four people turned around slowly, and the candles that were still burning before had been completely extinguished at this time, leaving only two places of wax oil.Lingyue looked at each other Xiran, nodded at each other, and walked out of the corner cave slowly.Qing'er and Qiuqiu laughed and followed behind them, they looked very happy.

The fading backs of the four people are gradually elongated by the setting sun, elongated, and finally stay in that incomparably beautiful scene forever.

(End of this chapter)