Chapter 1639: Mo Chou has no confidant in the future
After entering, there is a cave inside, a huge calligraphy and painting gallery. A woman is busy beside the bookshelf. She does not stop when Ling Xiaotian comes in. For her, work is more important than receiving guests.
Of course he didn't mind, because Ling Xiaotian was completely attracted, not by the woman, but by the calligraphy and painting, and the calligraphy of the study room. There was a word hanging in the center of the room. It was not big, and certainly not small, like a hand
As big as a palm.
However, after Ling Xiaotian took a closer look, he discovered that this word has a lot of mystery. It can be infinitely large or infinitesimally small. It can be completely changed according to one's own ideas. This is incredible. Words are dead, but they can be made alive.
How terrible people are.
Ling Xiaotian was very shocked. He did not say hello to the woman. He slowly walked to the front of the letter and stopped. His eyes kept looking there, with purple light appearing frequently in his eyes.
The woman on the side looked back at Ling Xiaotian. After looking at it, her eyes narrowed, then she unfolded, put down the things in her hands, and walked towards Ling Xiaotian. She stretched out her hand, naturally took Ling Xiaotian's left hand, and called out gently.
The purple light subsided, and Ling Xiaotian let out a long sigh, sweat dripping from his forehead, which showed how deeply he was in trance just now.
"Thanks!"
Feeling the coolness emanating from the woman's hand, and feeling cool and comfortable all over his body, Ling Xiaotian turned his head, his eyes met, and he did not look away for a long time.
"Did you write the words?" Ling Xiaotian withdrew his eyes and asked softly.
"Well, how did you see it, sir?" The woman smiled and was amazed for nine days. This kind of beauty is not ordinary beauty, it is a kind of silent beauty, just like the feeling of a person cultivating under the bamboo in the bamboo forest.
People can't help but want to stay longer.
Ling Xiaotian secretly praised in his heart and said with a smile: "The eyes and the artistic conception were entered by myself, but you were able to bring me out. If it wasn't by your own hands, how could you do it?"
The woman watched quietly as Ling Xiaotian retracted his hand gently, "Young Master is indeed an extraordinary person. Please come here to have tea. It is my honor for you, my little lady, to entertain you personally."
"You're welcome, Miss." Ling Xiaotian looked at his hand, and for some reason there was a trace of it in his hand. The sweeter the wind was, the more he wanted to keep it.
Of course, it is impossible to keep the wind. Ling Xiaotian knows this very well. Although an affair is good, it may not end.
He couldn't help but follow the woman to the corner of the room, where there was a wooden coffee table. Don't underestimate this thing. Ling Xiaotian attaches great importance to everything, and you must be careful. If you are not careful, you will fall into the abyss.
"Master, do you believe in fate?"
Ling Xiaotian was stunned. This was something he often asked others. Now it was someone else's turn to say it to him. He couldn't help but smile.
"Master, do you think what I asked is funny?"
"No, what the lady said is very similar to what I said before. It seems that we have the same idea in our hearts. Isn't the word "fate" emphasized in the way of heaven? Destiny comes when one enters the practice. Destiny may be when the body dies.
." After Ling Xiaotian finished speaking, he took the tea and smelled a fragrant aroma before he drank it. This tea can enchant the soul. It's so powerful. If Ling Xiaotian's spiritual consciousness hadn't been strong, he would have fallen to the ground just after smelling it.
A glint flashed in the woman's eyes, and she was obviously surprised by Ling Xiaotian's performance. However, she soon regained her composure and was still making tea. Her appearance was such that Xiaojiabiyu could not help but take a few more glances.
"Miss, I'm afraid it's not just for tea." Ling Xiaotian said while looking at the bookshelves around him.
"What do you think of the current God Realm? I want to hear the truth." The woman looked at Ling Xiaotian and said firmly.
"If I said that the fairy world would change because of me, would you believe it?" Ling Xiaotian replied calmly.
"I believe it."
"Why do you believe what I say so much?"
"Because you are you." The woman replied with a smile.
Both of them seemed to have gotten the answer they wanted to know, but in fact, neither of them gave the actual answer. They looked at each other and smiled, as if they already knew the result.
"Are you honored to know the young master's name?" the woman asked proactively. Naturally, Ling Xiaotian would not hide it. For some reason, he felt a special affinity with this woman. It wasn't love, nor liking, but just like a confidante, just one glance.
You know what the other person is thinking.
"Kowloon."
"Little girl Qingyan."
"I'm sorry, I've never heard of Miss's name." Ling Xiaotian knew that such a woman should not be an unknown person, but might be an earth-shattering person. From one word, it can be seen that she has a deep love for Heaven.
The understanding is very profound.
"Young Master is not from the God Realm!"
"Oh, how can I see it?"
"Based on your feelings, do you think it's credible for me to say this to you?" This Qingyan woman is really good at playing dumb, which makes Ling Xiaotian confused. As long as she can do this, she will win.
"I believe what you said. If that's the case, then speak openly. If you have any opinions, miss, just tell me. I'm all ears."
"Don't dare. If you are interested, I will tell you my opinion." Qingyan took out a piece of paper, which was blank.
Ling Xiaotian was confused and couldn't understand what the woman wanted to say, but he knew that he couldn't miss any details. This woman was very extraordinary. Why should he tell himself this? He didn't have time to think too much now. The important thing now was to hear what the other party said.
Qingyan drew a circle on the paper, marked some dots on it, and handed it to Ling Xiaotian.
"Miss, what do you mean?"
"This is a map of the entire fairyland. From south to north, from east to west, each point represents the strongest strength in that area. Do you see any clues coming?" Qingyan casually painted a picture for others to see.
It will only make you more confused.
But Ling Xiaotian saw that this was a big-picture view. He was used to looking at the overall situation from a big-picture perspective. After careful examination, everything became clear.
"The north and south are connected, and the east and west are united. What a powerful defense system." Ling Xiaotian secretly praised.
"Young Master is indeed an extraordinary person. Qingyan did not misjudge the person. Please tell me, Master, if you want to break this defensive structure, how should you cut it off?" Qingyan asked.
Ling Xiaotian did not answer, but just stared at the woman Qingyan. The woman looked at each other without restraint. Under Ling Xiaotian's powerful gaze, she was not disturbed at all. From this, Ling Xiaotian could conclude that this woman's cultivation level was far ahead of his.
Yes, but if he tried his best, Qingyan would never be able to block it.
But there was no need for him to do that. "Miss Qingyan, what is the purpose of telling me this?"
"Don't worry, no one in the world knows you! Master, don't you have such ambitions? Things may be concealed, but your heart cannot be hidden. If Master is interested, Qingyan is willing to help." Qingyan's eyes were firm, but
Her initiative made Ling Xiaotian hesitate.
"Why?"
"It's destiny, the young master is in love." Qingyan said with a smile.
"I didn't expect Miss Qingyan to have such a deep connection with Buddha. I understand that since it was God who allowed us to meet, then we should follow God's will." Ling Xiaotian stretched out her hand. Qingyan was stunned for a moment, then she hesitated and stretched out her hand. Ling Xiaotian tightened her grip.
The moment she held it tightly, her heartbeat, which had been silent for a long time, accelerated. She was so frightened that she quickly used divine concentration to calm herself down.