Note passing can record sound, but what is stored in the pearl is the picture!

Through the technique of void imaging, you can store the images in heaven and earth... Ten thousand years ago, yingtianzhu was widely praised by many martial artists. It was mostly used to record the fighting scenes between martial artists. Then you take it back and try to figure out the details again and again, so as to constantly improve your own shortcomings, find the advantages of other martial artists, and practice accordingly.

At that time, if the struggle between two peerless giants was recorded in a common pearl reflecting the sky, the value would soar! More than a thousand times! Many families have also emerged... But ten thousand years have passed, and there is no pure Yingtian stone, let alone polished and polished beads!

"Back?" Zifeng's melancholy mood relaxed slightly because of the small light coming back... "HMM." He answered, then turned around and walked towards the cabin in the center of the sea.

Frustration and depression filled the air in an instant... This really surprised Zifeng, "where's Xiaolan? Why did you come back alone? " As soon as the voice fell, the Trident in the Dantian suddenly emitted a light like a river of stars... The light was so soft and intimate, just like a familiar and sweet voice blowing gently in the heart... A name suddenly appeared in my mind, "it's Xiaolan! Xiao Guang, what's the matter with Xiao Lan? You are talking! "

The pocket figure in the line of sight slowly turned around. Xiaoguang's face was expressionless. He suddenly opened his mouth. Two lines of tears fell silently, smiled, pretended to be nothing and said, "it's all right, Xiaolan has nothing."

"Xiao Guang! You make it clear to me! " Zifeng roared and shouted at Xiaoguang.

An ominous omen stands out in my heart for no reason!

He shook his head and walked into the hut without looking back. He never came out again... After waiting for a long time, Xiaoguang still didn't want to explain. I wanted to explore the situation of the Trident. I didn't want to let Zifeng mobilize the Trident. There was no movement at this moment!

Still lying quietly in the elixir field, only the changing light above still shows that there is nothing different except the existence of Trident!

Who can tell him what happened?

When the spiritual power touches the blue bead light on the Trident, if it hits the wall, it will be difficult to get a penny. Just as at the beginning, Zifeng doesn't know what happened inside!

The two lines of tears on Xiaoguang's face burned Zifeng's tears for no reason, and the burning eyes hurt!

After that, a fierce fist hit the dark night. The fire dragon roared like Zifeng's anger!

The night cloud is light, vast and thousands of cold!

The pictures in the Yingling stone are repeated again and again. The quilt wind looks at it again and again. It's cold and cold for no reason. For a time, he seems to blur a lot of things. The right and wrong of the world is like someone pointed to the ancient moon above your head from the beginning to tell you that there are immortals living on it, and there is a myth that has been handed down for thousands of years... But when you have full wings one day, Finally be able to climb to the top, with a very uneasy mood, to enjoy the beautiful scene, but accidentally touch the most essential everything. I found that there were only cold stones, barren scenery, dry air, and even the best sustenance could not bear.

A deep sense of deception made his feet become vain in an instant... So Zifeng was alone until dawn, with a thick layer of frost and snow on his shoulders, still standing with his hands behind his back outside the hall... There was nothing else in his eyes except hesitation!

I don't know when there was a faint sound of footsteps behind me.

"No?" The voice was cold, but it was full of the soft glow of the sunrise. It was as cold as snow. I didn't know when to stand next to Zifeng. Several women behind me also came up... Ha took a cold breath, turned around, properly covered the dignified color in my eyes, and smiled, "Why are you all here?"

"Why can't we come? This Fuzong is not your house!" Dongfang Xinkou has nothing to hide, but as soon as he said this, he regretted it. Zifeng is already the master of Fuzong. Who else can it be if it's not him.

Ouyang Piao was amused by dongfangqing's words, covered his delicate lips and smiled... Several women immediately roared away.

In the empty Fuzong morning, under the beautiful dawn, outside the Fuzong hall, there was a sound of laughter on the ground.

Zifeng's mood relaxed with the noise of the crowd... The Yingling stone in his hand received the talisman bag and held LAN Xian who nearly fell beside him in his arms, "what can't go? You don't have a good rest. What are you doing here so early?"

Lin xuanke came forward with a bit of anger. "We all know about Xiaobai. Don't worry. As long as you promise to accompany us when you come back, you'll let you leave this time. You must be careful."

Xiaobai is locked up in Kunlun Mountain, which is also the most powerful force in the sect. If they have to say something from their heart, they don't want Zifeng to leave and return from the endless sea. How much time does Zifeng really spend with them? I'm afraid I haven't had it for a few days. I've been working hard all day. I'm constantly running around. I rarely get together.

What's more, this time it's bad! If people in Kunlun Mountain stare at you again, what if you get hurt? Even if Bai Jing repeatedly told them that they were all old dragons and turtles and how a group of sea monsters existed, it was still difficult to completely dispel the shadow of Kunlun Mountain in their hearts.

Pinched Lin xuanke's face, Zifeng's heart was warm for a time.

There are some things he can know alone. Compared with his worries, if there is only Kunlun Mountain, where can Zifeng still use such concentration and silence?

He nodded heavily, smiled and patted his chest, "don't worry. When I bring Xiaobai back, I will accompany you."

Although I know that the credibility of this sentence is not high, even a lie makes several women smile.

"Come on, let's go and make breakfast before we leave. If you dare to leave a little, sisters, do you think you can spare him?" Leng Ruxue shouted. She knows Zifeng's appetite here!

When she was at Leng's house in Donglin city that day, Zifeng ate all the dishes she cooked!

"No!" Guran Ruo laughed, followed by coaxing... "How much have you done?"

"Not much, not much. I made a table for everyone. I'm afraid you'll be hungry in the future..."

"What!"