This Liudao Impermanence seems to be a mother or other family authority. When her child stole something, she did not beat him or scold him, but asked him repeatedly and patiently whether he had done it and whether he was willing to admit his mistake. It was a pity. , the child refused to repent, and kept saying something even though he had clearly done it. She felt sincerely disappointed with this performance.
"Are you...really not afraid of me?" Lord Ruyue looked at him, tilting her face slightly.
"Why am I afraid of you!"
"In that case, I have nothing more to say."
Kisaragi-kun's tone was suddenly cold, sharp, and abrupt, which reminded people of the difference between the metaphor and the fact just now.
--At least a mother doesn't really hurt her child.
Lord Ruyue sighed loudly.
She suddenly took out a painting scroll from her arms. The painting was not too big, but it was a little wrinkled just because it was carried so close to her body. She hid this thing very well and it was not taken away. Bai Ya had a premonition in his heart. But before he could react, Lord Ruyue held one side and shook the painting forward. The canvas was completely unfolded and smooth as new.
It looks like the face of Gandharva, the god of incense.
"That, that is - impossible!" Xiang Shen was shocked, "That painting is obviously..."
"In your hands?" Lord Ruyue asked, "When did I say that I have only painted one picture?"
The Gandharva narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly put one hand back to the side of the throne, and clenched the pen tightly with the other hand. It could be seen that he was a little nervous, and now he was trying to calm himself down.
"You can't make the tiger flee the mountain in front of my eyes." He stared at the painting below, "It's impossible that my blood was used on that painting. And you can't threaten me with an ordinary painting."
"So, the real thing can threaten you?" Jun Aoyan also showed a mocking look.
Bai Ya said calmly: "You should know very well whether the painting she is holding is the one that can threaten you, right? After all, if it is really stained with your blood, you should have discovered the clues of the brushwork long ago, why wait until you get Yun Only then did Gui Hao become convinced. Rather, it was surprising that you really dared to let Liu Dao Wuchang get your blood in the first place. It seems that she disguised herself very well and could even deceive the eyes of 'gods'. Moreover, ...You are too conceited."
"Give it to me." Xiang Shen's voice became more severe, "or I will break your pen!"
"You know, Yun Guihao is the crystallization of countless souls. Indeed, if you destroy it, there will never be another one like it in the world. But... can you withstand the resentment of these millions of dead souls? "
Ruyue-kun's tone was terrifyingly calm, as if she really didn't care about the life or death of the pen.
The God of Fragrance suddenly let out an inhuman roar. For a moment, all the musicians turned into paper figures swarmed up. Whether they were delicate and moving beauties like murals or strange and terrifying orcs, they were all crazy, and the instruments in their hands immediately Transformed into a variety of weapons. They carry the wrath of the God of Fragrance and symbolize his will, pouring in from all directions and overwhelming the earth.
Jun Aoyan cut off the first person to attack with a sweeping sweep. When they were fatally injured, they turned into a piece of white paper. But these guys were not easy to deal with. They did feel that they were being harassed. The paper figures controlled by Tarpo are indeed more like "human beings" than they are in Qi Huan's hands.
", is more difficult to deal with. But in the final analysis, they are just a ragtag crowd. The supply of divine power received by each paper man is very limited. Taken alone, he is just an ordinary person with some boxing skills. To deal with such a group of opponents, it is impossible to deal with such a group of opponents. There were more than enough men and women. The hall was filled with the sound of paper being torn, click, click, click. Along with the sound of paper being broken and the paper figures falling one after another, a strange fragrance gradually filled the air.
Through the scattered yellow shreds of paper, Bai Ya discovered that Gandharva had disappeared from the throne at some point. Occasionally, he and Ao Yan would receive a very tough blow, perhaps because the God of Fragrance was involved. But his ultimate goal was , the portrait that was taken from Lord Kisaragi.
But he didn't have this chance.
In the chaos, Lord Ruyue quickly bent down and slapped the painting on the ground, took out a dagger from his waist, and pierced the thin painting with one blow. The tip of the knife penetrated the chest of the person in the painting, and black-red liquid overflowed. Come on - it definitely couldn't be paint that had dried up long ago. After the paper was pierced, they heard the Gandharva's voice again. The wail was shrill and harsh, like the sharp scream of a monster they had never heard before. Howl. Immediately afterwards, Lord Ruyue turned the clenched knife, and the scream became even hoarse. She cut the knife downward until it exceeded the scope of the paper. On the torn section of the paper, slowly An unknown bloody liquid seeped out.
They heard the painful wail of the God of Fragrance, but could not find him for a while. At this time, the paper figures suddenly became more powerless and weak. They held weapons and hesitated. It seems that this move was indeed harmful to the God of Fragrance. It caused heavy damage, and even these shrimp soldiers and crab generals had no time to take care of it. They were really just a piece of paper! When they realized that these things had no power to fight back and were just bluffing by Xiang Shen, Aoyan and Bai Ya's expressions suddenly became fierce. A faster and more merciless attack ended the short battle.
The hall quickly became calmer and seemed wider. Except for the fact that there was nowhere to stay around.
Where did the God of Incense go?
They looked around and found no sign of the Gandharva. The place suddenly became too quiet, which made people uncomfortable.
"Is he dead?" Aoyan asked.
"It's a pity." Kisaragi-kun said with a sense of matter-of-factness, "Although this can severely injure him, it is still far from killing him. Although this method can destroy his spirit and seriously injure his vitality. , but it was not enough to cause death. I think that the remaining strength he had could not fight against us before he recovered, so he ran away."
"He also took the incense burner away." Jun Aoyan pointed to his throne, "What a cunning old man."
"Ignore him, let's look for our things first. I know where they are, come with me."
Bai Ya was right, luggage and weapons were the most important. The packages contained magical weapons that they had tried their best to collect, and the weapons were their hands and feet, which was of course concerning. Lord Ruyue walked near the throne and looked around , looked around and used the toe of his shoe to push away the waste paper on the ground, but could not find his pen.
"He should have taken away the pen too..." Jun Aoyan felt a little regretful.
Lord Ruyue shook his head slightly and lowered his eyes: "It doesn't matter, he probably doesn't know how to use it."
"He is very smart and knows that this thing cannot be left in the hands of people who know how to use it."
The man walked out of the building and walked around to the treasure mountain outside the courtyard, "We have to hurry. He will definitely come back."
Bai Ya left here, and Jun Aoyan followed closely behind. Ruyue Jun was still standing there, a little sad. Aoyan turned around and called her, "Shenghan, come here quickly."
She was stunned for a moment, then nodded, showed her usual shallow smile, and followed forward. Without Yun Guihao, Lord Ruyue was still Lord Ruyue. But even so, to them, she was just a surname. Liu people.
After all, they came to the glittering treasure mountain. Compared with those real, towering mountain peaks, it was certainly far behind, but it was definitely worthy of the description of "mountains of treasures piled up". The mountain is not smooth.
But a gold and silver set of two pieces
They are not natural enough. They are more like piles of countless semi-melted metal products. The color of Baoshan is not uniform enough. It may be due to the different purity of the metal. There are other beautiful jewelry inlaid inside, some of which are raw stones and some of which are processed.
Passed.
"The things piled up here should be things offered by believers. These tributes symbolize people's faith."
Having said that, Liu Shenghan raised his head and glanced at the Wuxiaying that was growing vigorously in the gaps. They had never seen such beautiful and wanton flowers. These flowers were colorful and full of vitality. No matter it was the mine where they were blooming all over the mountains and plains
Neither the sea of flowers nor the immortal flowers carved with crystal in the Dragon Palace are as beautiful and pleasing to the eye as any one growing on this treasure mountain.
Their luggage was thrown casually at the foot of the mountain, looking like it had been turned over. Liu Shenghan stepped forward to sort it out.
"Flashy."
Bai Ya made a brief evaluation and stretched out his hand towards the mountain. He opened his palm and hovered his arm for a while. Not long after, several people heard the howling wind. Two scimitars spun around, splitting the air, and finally flew
into his hand. Bai Ya put the two knife handles together and put them into the clasp on his back. Jun Aoyan saw his knife, which was placed in a golden vase and fixed. After she got her favorite knife,
I found that the mouth of the big gold bottle had been deformed. It seemed to be very soft and very pure.
"The magic weapon is not here." Liu Shenghan said with a sullen face to Bai Ya who was approaching and Ao Yan who was stumbling down from Baoshan Mountain.
"Will it be on Baoshan?"
With that said, Jun Aoyan swung the knife up the mountain, stopped her steps, and was ready to look back at any time.
Bai Ya said: "I'm afraid not. Now that we know the function of the magic weapon, when the Gandharvas asked us for it, they just wanted to return it to its original owner and put it back in its original place to maintain the stability of the barrier. Such an important thing
, he shouldn’t have thrown it into a place like this casually, maybe he would have taken it away long ago.”
"Through the spiritual veins." Liu Shenghan said suddenly.
"Spiritual veins?"
"Yes, there is a spiritual vein here." She frowned and looked around, "I can feel it... but it is a little special. It is not naturally formed, but man-made. I'm afraid, when we were asked for Wuxiaying,
It is also to strengthen the spiritual energy and promote the generation of this spiritual vein."
Jun Aoyan thought about it for a moment: "Well... it makes sense here. Otherwise, no matter how fast the news was conveyed to the God of Song, how could she come back in such a short time? What should we do next? Is it to chase her?
Should I settle the score with them through my spiritual veins, or should I just go directly to Lao Bai’s father?”
