God in Douluo

Chapter 93: Ideal Township

An astonishing scene appeared, the bright yellow energy emitted by the slate is very comfortable, they are rippling in the air like lively elves, everyone is more or less entangled with these energies, wandering on this slate Everyone in the energy felt like they were in their mother's arms, and many had tears on their faces as they thought of their late mother.

"Tick!"

Big teardrops fell down Huo Ziyin's face. She cut off the past, but it doesn't mean she forgot her mother, it just buried it in the deepest part of her brain. At this moment, this past memory was dug out again , kept replaying in her mind.

"This... what is this... why... why is it so sad..."

Different from others, Wang Dong was at a loss. She didn't understand why she was crying, and she couldn't erase it no matter how she tried. In her mind, two vague figures appeared and disappeared, and they often came back again. She was in a kind of piercing pain.

In a trance, a taller figure among the two vague figures made an intermittent voice: "...Seven...don't...come...never...never...don't go back...dad...mother...love ..."

Speaking of this, the sound was like the computer suddenly turning off the screen, and Wang Dong's brain went black for an instant. When she realized it, she found that the tears had stopped, but the back was covered with dense sweat, as if she had just experienced some kind of catastrophe. Terrified, she knelt down on the ground and gasped for breath, her pupils constricted, and she found that she could no longer remember the image in her mind, she only remembered the last sentence said by that figure.

"Find... Him... and then..."

find who?Why are you looking for her?Then what to do?
Wang Dong was full of doubts, now she suddenly began to question her own life experience, her uncle said that she was the posthumous son of the previous Haotian Sect Master, but now she suddenly felt that this might not be true.

Go back and ask during the summer vacation.

Wang Dong thought so in his heart.

Wang Dong's violent reaction was not noticeable, because there were people present who were worse than her, but there was a very special one at the scene, Qiu Ling stood on the stage with a small body, he didn't cry or feel sad, Just wandering in the bright yellow ocean with a face of curiosity and joy, the slate energy gathered around him is more than all the others combined, he is like a scorching sun in the dark starry sky, guiding the direction for everyone.

"Could it be that these strange slate energies have a certain amount of wisdom, no, no, this is incredible. It would make sense to say that they have the characteristics of gathering around simple-minded people." This kind of demonic obstacle is generally a scientist, with a pair of scorching eyes on his old face, he was very excited when he saw the energy of the stone slabs that filled Qiu Ling's side.

He has already discovered a characteristic of these slate energies, that is, the more middle-aged people have less slate energy, but a 16-year-old boy and girl alone can be equivalent to four or five middle-aged people, followed by the elderly, and Qiu Ling was the most, not as many people in the entire exhibition hall combined.

Gilles de Ray has such a vicious vision at such an old age. Teenagers and girls have not yet entered society, and their minds are not very complicated. They are the easiest to gather slate energy, and middle-aged people are already real social animals, let alone How many thoughts these people have spent their entire lives trying to climb up, and how many methods they have used, no one knows. The most abnormal thing is that the energy of the stone slab is particularly strong. After that, there are old people who say that they know their destiny at fifty. Things are looked away and let go, so the energy of the gathered slate takes second place.

As for Qiu Ling... Gilles de Rai glanced at him and smiled wryly, it was the first time he had seen someone like Qiu Ling with such a simple mind.

Suddenly, the slate energy in the exhibition hall changed again, and the slate energy on everyone turned into butterflies flying around, creating a storm of butterflies in the air!
Many archaeologists looked at it hastily, their gazes were extremely fiery. It was the first time they encountered such a strange ancient relic in half their archaeological life. If they could deduce the story of this ancient relic, they would have no regrets in their lives!

"This is!"

The next moment, everyone's eyes widened, because the butterfly sewing machine was shattered into bright yellow particles at a certain moment, reorganized in the air and turned into a colorful portrait!
There are grass and trees in the portraits, the ground is full of flowers, plump fruits, and various animals live. What is shocking is that among these animals, there are carnivores and herbivores, and there are even natural enemies of each other. The scene in the painting is living together in harmony without any conflict.

Four broad and huge rivers meander from all directions, penetrate the forest, and converge into a blue lake in the center of the forest. Countless small fish and shrimp swim happily in it. There is a small island in the center, and there are two big trees above the sky. Under the big trees, there are two relatively small creatures moving around carefree. Everyone looked at them and was shocked, because these two creatures are human beings. They are a man and a woman, with nothing covering their bodies, and they look ignorant.

"Is this painting the scene of our human being just born?" Someone asked subconsciously, but the next moment he denied this point of view, because the description on the painting is a bit unbelievable, and there is no place in Douluo Continent with Such a scene, if you think about it, is the imagination of the predecessors.

Thinking of this, the man looked at the portrait and felt a little lost and yearning. If only there was such a place in the world. There is no war, no killing, and you can pick the rich fruits with your hands, and you can drink them with your head down. Sweet lake water, coexistence with all things, and getting along with nature, maybe this is an ideal land that only exists in human dreams?
Not only him, but most of the others also sighed, yearning but feeling unrealistic. Gilles de Rai frowned and looked at the portrait. He also felt that the painting on it was unrealistic, but as an archaeologist, he had a feeling that the portrait was The scene is real.

Looking at the portrait, Qiu Ling seemed to have stars twinkling in his eyes, and said excitedly, "Xiao Hei, have you seen it! It turns out that there is a place where all things coexist naturally and harmoniously in this world! Xiao Ling must find this place!"

Qiu Ling couldn't wait, the scene on the portrait attracted him deeply, he thought that the painting on it must be the happiest place in the world!
"Just think about it, how could there be such a place in the world? This is someone else's imagination, purely for self-satisfaction." Hei Qiuling's disdainful voice sounded in Qiuling's heart. Naturally, eyes can also see the outside world, and he scoffed at what was painted on the portrait. He didn't think it was real at all, and only a guy like Qiu Ling would believe it.

Hei Qiuling warned Qiuling: "I've said it's idealized, and it can't exist at all. Just think about it, don't take it seriously."

Hei Qiuling's words undoubtedly hit Qiuling's heart like a hammer, shattering his naive dream. Qiuling's eyes turned red immediately, and the tears were spinning badly, but he still refused to admit defeat in the debate Said: "Xiao Hei has never seen it before, how do you know it's fake?!"

"Oh! Do I need to see this? Have you forgotten the life before the age of four? You are very clear about the ugliness of human beings." Hei Qiuling sneered, mobilizing the past memories in Qiuling's mind.

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Since I'm going to school next week, I'm going to make up the math homework from the previous three months today, so the update may be delayed. I'll write a chapter first, everyone understand.

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