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Return to Wonderland and find a secluded corner, lest you turn back and kill the place. Although I'm not sure if it will come out of Hu Zhongtian, I still prepared a big team just in case. Waiting for the arrangement of the formation, Lin Ling read the phrase, and as the magic pot responded, Lin Ling was sucked into the pot.

When I came to Huzhongzhong again, looking at the world where red and black blended, Lin Yan still couldn't help but give a sigh of praise. As Axian said, the heavens and the realms did not lack a fairyland, like Huzhongtian. The strange scenery, on the contrary, has an amazing charm.

After praising, I heard the uncle said, "What about Yiping next? This pot Zhongtian said that it is not big, but it is not small when it is small! How can we find the identity of the ancestors of Minghe?"

"Will Ashura know something?"

When Lin Xian heard what he said, Lin Yan shook his head. "You also guessed that the pot of smelting is the ancestor of Minghe who entrusted me. How could he let Asura know about such an important thing?"

During the conversation, Lin Yan flew up and spread his wings. When he saw it, he asked, "Where are we going?"

"The hut where Asura was imprisoned before I went. What did I say there? It always felt weird. Maybe we can get some information about it."

After that, Lin Yan speeded up, and after a short time he climbed over the precipitous peaks and saw the quiet valley again. In the valley, the black cabin was still quietly sitting next to the vigorous black pine trees, and it didn't look any different. However, after seeing the cabin again, Lin Ying's brow could not help but frown.

Previously, I had to beware of Ju Huachan's blood **** son, and there was also the interference of Asura's breath, which made Lin Ye not able to observe this wooden house carefully. Now there is no interference factor. It is Lin Ye Something unnatural was observed.

"Why didn't I think there was something wrong?" Wu Hu said suspiciously, wondering if Lin Mao was more attentive.

Hearing that Lin Ying who had returned to God was a smile and didn't say a word. He directly speeded up and flew down to the cabin. When he reached the front of the cabin, Lin took a few steps to the corner of the wall. He lifted his feet and swept the black weeds on the ground. As the weeds separated, a knot of roots was reflected in Lin Yun's vision. It doesn't look like it's used as a foundation. !!

"This house grows out of the ground ?!" I called out in surprise, but surprised and surprised. "Although it's interesting, does it have anything to do with us looking for the ancestors of Minghe?"

Lin Biao pulled his foot back and smiled calmly: "The pot of the refining magic pot was sealed by the Taoist leader. Except for entering and leaving this pot of Zhongtian, other abilities could not be activated, not only for us, but also for Ju Huachan and his son. In this way, hey, do you think anyone can let a house grow out of the pot? "

"Absolutely not!" I replied very simply, and after she said that she was also a sheer, "hey ?! Doesn't this mean that this house was built by the ancestors of the Minghe River ?!" "

"I'm afraid yes, after all, the magic pot is what he used to trust himself. Even if Ashura had a chance to be allowed to come to the pot, they would not be allowed to build a house here." He pointed to the ancient pine and the stone table and chair next to it. "Furthermore, this tone is not the style of the Shura tribe. Look at Ashura Nade, can you sit quietly under the tree and drink tea?"

"If there is a hot spring over there, I think so."

Listening to the trance of Lin, Lin Ling and Axian couldn't help but smile. Asura's hot spring madness hat, I'm afraid I can't take it off. But forget it, this is not the time to discuss that slacker. After returning to God, Lin Ling walked to the door. When they arrived, the door had been opened. In this situation, Lin Ling didn't even have to think about it, and knew what was going on. Then his face was exposed. With some insidious smile, a few steps came to the room where Asura was detained before, and she really saw a pool of blood that had not dried up.

"I always feel that Ju Huachan's guy is a bit pitiful!" That's what she said, but the tone of her voice was full of gloat, the **** who even eats grass around the nest, how could she really be poor? .

Really two bad tastes! Axian felt helplessly for a while, and waited until Lin Ye and the fluke were over, and then said, "Okay, you are doing your business!"

"This is serious business, Axian!"

As soon as his voice fell, he gave A Xian a sip, "Yiping, did you find anything?"

"No, temporarily." Lin Lin then looked around. They have looked here for a long time before, and did not find anything strange. The thing to say is that this room is far more than outside the cabin. It seems too spacious, and it is not a problem to install three cabins, but this is just a more general application of space rules. Many practitioners will use this method to expand their Xianjiadongfu. It is not surprising.

"Let's go! Take a look at another room!" Lin Lin walked out of the room and returned to the small room of the cabin. The small hall without the application of space technology was quite small. It crossed the entire small hall in three or two steps, but just as Lin Ying looked back and was about to step into another room, his forefoot stopped suddenly.

"What happened to a level?"

Lin Xun did not answer his question, and after turning his feet, quickly turned around and came to the center of the small hall. The small hall was empty, only a set of simple tables and chairs was placed in the middle of the wall, and just above that set of tables and chairs, it looked like an ordinary figure painting.

Black scrolls, black character costumes, if the protagonist on the scrolls has a fair complexion, it is really hard to notice, after all, the whole room is dark.

Staring at the characters on the scroll, Lin Ye slowly said, "Axian, you say, as for the characters like the old ancestors of Heihe, would he have someone he likes?"

"It's unlikely!" Axian groaned and replied, "In that year, apart from the occasional departure of the Blood Sea to find treasures, the Ming River did not leave the Blood Sea very much, and he lives in the Blood Sea. It is absolutely impossible for the created Shulu tribe to like a character in the Shura tribe. "

"Then what's going on with the picture scroll left here?" Said Wu Hu suspiciously. "Don't say, the young lady on the scroll picture is pretty, maybe the ancestor of the river really likes the people above!" "

Lin Ye listened with a bit of laughter and laughter. "If the old-fashioned strong man like Minghe's ancestors looks at which one, apart from Xi Ruo Xiaoya and other limited ones, it won't be complete if anyone changes directly to the door. How could it be necessary to put a picture here to perform art? "

"If you say that, it really makes sense!" After that, he asked without hesitation: "What the **** is this for?"

"Well ...!" Lin Ye stared at the picture for a while, before he said, "Why do you think we are responding to us after we say the answer?"

"Don't she say everything herself? Oh my god!"

As soon as this word came to an end, Ah Xian said in amazement: "Is the person on the picture the fairy in the pot ?!"

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh at all I haven't sealed the magic pot yet?"

"But Hu Zhongtian doesn't!"

After all, Lin Ying was going to open his eyes to look at the picture, but just when he was about to act, the person on the picture suddenly opened his eyes. The characters in a picture even opened their eyes. If this is placed in front of mortals, it is a proper horror movie! Not to mention, at that moment Lin Xiao was all startled.

Suddenly the scroll wriggles, and when he sees it, Lin Yan immediately steps back, just three steps after he stepped back, a red light flashed on the scroll, and the characters on the scroll walked out of the painting .

A long black dress with a simple style, but the red pattern on it adds a bit of mystery and nobility. The figure's body shape is more petite than the one in the painting, only about one meter four five. The long black hair was not wearing any jewelry, and the fluorescent light was scattered around her shoulders, and her bright eyes opened, revealing a pair of blood-red pupils.

After returning from the horror, Lin Ying smiled and greeted the other, "Hello! My name is Lin Ying, Lin Yiping!"

"I'm a cricket, and a wind blows from the wood."

"Finally, please let me know."

When the three women from Lin Ling finished introducing themselves, the girl in black said softly, "As you guessed, I am the day, the sky in the pot." Clear, but still audible, it is indeed the same voice.

really--! Lin Tong showed a sorrow, then asked: "What about the name? Can you tell us if it is convenient?"

The girl in black froze slightly, and then replied, "When the ancestors of the Hades River called me, they called me black slaves. You can use this to call me."

Black slave? !! The three Lin Lins heard nothing but speech, and then A Xian and Xun gave birth to an angry stomach. The fellow of the Minghe ancestors was too bad. !!

The magic pot is the treasure that the ancestors of the Soul River used to trust me. In this way, once he has the way to cut off the self, then the woman in black will also become the obstacle for him to cut off the self. In the end , Will be beheaded by the ancestors of Minghe, otherwise the ancestors of Minghe will not be able to use the magic pot to cut off the self. But even then, you don't need to abuse people with this insulting title!

After grinding the teeth for a while, Lin Ling said to the woman in black: "This is not a good name! Hey--you are the fairy in this pot, let's call you the pot fairy!"

"The immortal in the pot?" The girl in black said something for a moment, "Good name."

"Since you like it too, let's call it Hu Zhongxian!" A Xian said earnestly. As an instrumental spirit, Ah Xian is particularly concerned about the condition of the pot fairy! Qi Ling, at any time, is a rather vulnerable group. When their own body is mastered, their fate is controlled by the master.

Most of the newly born instrument spirits are relatively fragile, including Axian. However, Axian had better luck. The spirits born from the appliances were regarded as the first line of the demon clan, so most of the spiritual treasures in the hands of the demon clan could be preserved, but those outside the demon clan could be compared. Seeing luck, for example, Luo Ling's puppet lance and Yuan Tu Abi's double swords of the ancestors of the Ming River, their instrumentalities have been wiped out, and they have become the containers for the three corpses of Luo Ying and the Ming River ancestors. As an instrumental spirit, after knowing such a situation, I can't help feeling sorry for it, and, like the ancestor of Heihe, does not regard instrumental spirit as a human being, Axian has generated great indignation!

Hu Zhongxian was a bit difficult to understand A Xian's emotions, but he nodded, "Okay! Then I will call Hu Zhongxian!"

"That's right!" He rejoiced as he listened. "The fairy in the pot is so sweet, what the Hell River monster called it!"

After he strongly despised the Heihe ancestors, he turned back and cried, "Yes! Do you know where the Heihe old monster is hiding?"

Hu Zhongxian frowned slightly. "What are you doing to find your ancestor? Also, he is the ancestor of Minghe, not a ghost of Heminghe."

When Lin Zhongxian corrected his name, Lin Ling felt a little helpless on his face, and then said, "As a Zhongxian fairy, you should know that the ancestors of Heihe intend to use this magic pot to do something. "

"I know." Hu Zhongxian replied calmly. "The ancestor intends to use the pot of refining magic to entrust himself, cut off the third corpse, and become a saint."

As soon as the voice fell, Ah Xian said anxiously, "Do you know that, then, you will be beheaded by him!"

"Know." The tone of the fairy in the pot was still so calm. "I was a smelting pot born of the Shura tribe. My birth was to fulfill the ambition of the ancestor to preach the mixed Yuan. When the ancestor successfully preached, It's time for me to disappear. This is the fate of my birth. "

"No one was born to die for others!" Lin Yue reached out and held the head of Hu Zhongxian. "Survival is the most basic instinct of life, and ants are still greedy, not to mention your excellent life."

"..." Hu Zhongxian was silent in Lin Ying's words. After a while in the small hall, Hu Zhongxian suddenly said: "I ... was born to be a device, so I should serve the master. This is all The fate of the device. "

"It depends on the master. It's not worth it for us!" Axian's tone was quite agitated. Some of the tastes of hating iron and steel were all clever. Why didn't this fool know how to care for himself! When Lin Yan smiled, Ah Xian also exclaimed in a little anger: "Yiping-!"

As soon as Axian's voice fell, Lin Yi retracted the hand that fell on the fairy head in the pot, and turned to the door and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell us, we will look for it ourselves. In addition, if you have something Remember, the owner of the Refining Pot is now me, not the ancestor of the Soul River! "Then Lin Lin walked out of the house.

Looking at Lin Hou's back as he walked out of the door, Hu Zhongxian's expression turned slightly, and then he turned and walked towards the scroll. When I came to the picture scroll, the pot Zhongxian who reached out his hand stopped for a moment, murmured in his mouth, did he live? As a device, what's the point of just living? Amazing life, am I considered an outstanding life?

Since its birth, Hu Zhongxian has never thought about any problems, she will only obey all instructions of the ancestors of Minghe, and she knows the fate of her own birth in the words of the ancestors of Minghe. But today, three people suddenly came out of her life and told her that no one was born to die for others. If the latter is right, what does it mean for her to survive? Is she really an outstanding life?

A problem emerged from Hu Zhongxian's mind, and soon these problems seemed to be dividing cells, becoming more and more, which made Hu Zhongxian's state of mind quiet for tens of thousands of years, making endless ripples.

Maybe I try to find the answer to these questions.

When the thought surfaced in Hu Zhongxian's heart, her sudden stop figure acted again and quickly turned around, and Hu Zhongxian ran out of the room after Lin Lin's back.

Lin Lin, who came to the pine tree, stopped suddenly. The next moment, the immortal Hu Zhongxian bumped into his back, and a happy smile appeared on Lin Lin's face.

After turning around and reaching out to smooth the hair in Hu Zhongxian, Lin Min said, "What do you run out of in such a hurry?"

In the arrogant delight of Axian and Xun, Hu Zhongxian looked up and looked at Lin Yi, "You are not the master of the magic pot."

"It's only temporary!" Lin Yan laughed, "But the ancestor of the Minghe River, no! Heminghe, he isn't! Because the pot of making the magic pot is not in his hands, so now you are free, no one I ca n’t control your will, including me. What I have the most is just to give you some suggestions. ”With that said, Lin Yi ’s hand fell on the head of the pot again,“ how to choose, these are all It's up to you. "

The head of the fairy in the pot was slightly lowered. The ancestor of Minghe never touched her head like this, but she slapped her a few times. Then she found that when she touched her head in this way, it felt a little lazy and soft. Almost, she doesn't hate this feeling!

Opening her eyes, Hu Zhongxian said gently, "I know where the ancestor entrusts me, and I can tell you where, but ..."

Before waiting for the immortal in the pot, Xun shrouded the breeze over her and said happily, "That's enough! Just know where he is, just leave us the rest! You don't need to follow the past. ! "

After listening to it, the fairy in the pot was silent. After a while, she looked at Lin Mao again, but instead of speaking to Lin Mao, she asked, "Did I betray my ancestor?"

Obviously, this question was asked of Axian. Axian thought for a moment and replied: "Loyalty is relative. As a device, we should be loyal to our masters, but as masters, we should protect us! This has not been done, so you are not betraying this, you are trying to survive. "