Yuan Chu's two big eyes were rolling around. He had been in Yuan Chen's arms just now. As the saying goes, those who are near water and towers get the moon first, and he benefited a lot this time.
Zhang Feng felt confused and a little at a loss. What did he want to explain? Has he done anything?
Could it be that there was something about myself that dissatisfied the master?
When Yuan Chen saw Zhang Feng's confused look, he couldn't help but feel a little strange. He began to wonder if he was hallucinating, or was he the one who was really infected by the black energy?
At that time, both the guardians and Yuanchu heard it clearly, so they should not be wrong.
Yuan Chu imitated Zhang Feng and showed a ferocious smile, then grinned and said: "Yuandan, come here quickly, kneel down and lick the carvings on the stone wall for me. Is there any problem?"
Guardian Zuo added: "Yes, that's what you said at the time, with this tone, arrogant and arrogant." If Zhang Feng was not a disciple of Yuan Chen, Guardian Zuo would have gone up and strangled the opponent's neck, and Yuan Chen would have been the same.
For the leader of the Non-Returning Faction, scolding the leader is actually challenging the entire Non-Returning Faction!
Yuan Chen watched Zhang Feng's expression carefully, and saw that Zhang Feng was shocked at first, then in disbelief, and finally turned pale and shook his head hurriedly.
"No, Master, I didn't say that, I..."
Zhang Feng knelt down with a plop and hurriedly explained: "Master, I never said that. I clearly said it at the time..."
Yuan Chen reached out and touched the center of Zhang Feng's eyebrows. Zhang Feng slowly closed his eyes. A one-eyed dragon with blood-colored dragon scales all over its body and blue dragon horns on its head appeared. The dragon seemed to have shrunk ten times, appeared in the center of Zhang Feng's eyebrows, and finally transformed into a dragon.
It became a brand.
When Zhang Feng opened his eyes again, he seemed to be a different person. He hurriedly said: "My lord, listen to me, I really didn't do anything. Zhang Feng was also conscious, but what I heard was not what the young master said."
Say, but..."
When Yuan Chen heard what he wanted to hear, he withdrew his hand. At the same time, Zhang Feng closed his eyes again, and the dragon mark between his eyebrows disappeared.
Patting Zhang Feng's shoulder, Zhang Feng woke up leisurely. He looked around in confusion at first, then found that he was still kneeling and couldn't help but trembled all over. He said hurriedly: "I clearly said 'Master, you are here.
Come and look at the carvings on this stone wall, I can't understand it. I really didn't say anything rebellious, and I didn't laugh at the time, I kept a very serious expression."
Seeing Zhang Feng still kowtow, Yuan Chen controlled his mental power to help Zhang Feng stand up.
Speaking of mental power, since that time when the true spirit went to the underworld, Yuan Chen has never practiced the Dream Chasing Book, but just "the soul returns to the underworld and enters the Nine Netherworld" has made Yuan Chen's mental power grow a lot.
Coupled with the fusion of the Dragon Soul boy, his mental power has reached an incredible level. At this point, Yuan Chen can already control creatures with weaker cultivation levels than him.
If his mental power improves again, the fairy space and the soul world will undergo qualitative changes. Maybe he can condense the sky of the soul world without reaching the heavenly spirit realm, and the area of the fairy space will also double.
At that time, Yuan Chen's mental power will not only control the other person's body, but maybe also the other person's soul.
Of course, there are some special existences that Yuan Chen cannot control.
There are four sentences in total in the Dream Chasing Manual. Each sentence requires careful consideration. Without the protection of a guardian, Yuan Chen will never touch the Dream Chasing Manual again.
Yuan Chen smiled, patted Zhang Feng on the head, and said softly: "Silly disciple, your senior brother assassinated me, and I have forgotten all the blame. How can I blame you harshly, not to mention that it is not your fault."
"There is indeed something wrong with this black energy. They seem to want the host to die."
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"Master, there seems to be a road behind this stone wall, but it is blocked. I don't recognize the writing on it..."
Yuan Chen also came to the stone wall and blew away the dust. He was a little surprised that the words on the stone wall came from ten thousand years ago. Of course, this ten thousand years ago refers to ten thousand years ago when Yuan Chen was in the future. Could it be that there were people in that era?
Been here?
He brushed the engraved words with his fingers and said in his mouth: "The road ahead is cut off, please turn back."
Protector Zuo felt awe-struck, there was indeed a problem here. He was about to remind Yuan Chen to be careful of the danger, when he heard Yuan Chen say again: "Haha, you've been fooled, you're scared, you bunch of tomb robbers who don't know the heights of the world, I'm
Gods who have lived for who knows how many thousands of years, please retreat quickly and don’t lose your lives.”
Protector Zuo had a black line on his forehead. He had reason to suspect that Yuan Chen was plotting against him. Could it be that the leader's second fire had already burned on his head, or was it just a remnant of the first fire?
Yuan Chen had a strange look on his face. This style was so strange, but he continued reading: "It's so boring. This is already the third day... No, it should be the fifth day... It's not right either. Forget it, whatever.
What's the next day? Anyway, I'm really bored right now. Is there anyone who can chat with me?"
The bottom part became blank. Yuan Chen was somewhat uncertain and carved a string of text on the blank stone wall with his hands. The text was as follows: "Hello, I am a latecomer. Is this stone wall a sound transmission wall?"
Yuanchu watched curiously as his father wrote a string of words that he couldn't understand. He was a little confused. Not only him, but also the guardians on the left and right were confused.
But just after Yuan Chen wrote this string of characters, the characters were aging and drying at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if they had experienced millions of years and vicissitudes of life.
Even some of the words that were just carved have been covered by the wind and sand, and some are incomplete.
Zhang Feng's mouth opened wide. He leaned against the stone wall and he could clearly see the changes on the stone wall.
The next moment, Zhang Feng felt horrified. He stared at the characters carved by Yuan Chen. The words appeared on the stone wall one by one. The words seemed to appear out of thin air on the stone wall. If those words appeared at the same time, maybe Zhang Feng
You would also think that your master triggered some kind of mechanism because of the carving, but the words that appear now seem like a person is carving on the stone wall, but the master is the only one beside him. How did this word appear? Zhang
Feng couldn't help but become nervous.
Yuan Chen read his own inscription first, and then continued: "I've been trapped here for I don't know how long. Now someone finally responded to me. I'm so happy. Can you not leave? Can you stay here forever?"
Do you want to talk to me?"
Yuan Chen's fingers were like swords, and he wrote a string of words very easily.
Zhang Feng was no longer nervous after hearing Yuan Chen's narration. Growing up, he spent most of his time in the tomb because he had to survive, eat, and avoid war.
Even so, he was still full of fear about going to the tomb, but he still looked forward to it every time.
This time it seemed completely different. He was no longer alone, but had a master.
With the master here, he doesn't have to worry about his own safety at all.
This is a kind of blind trust, but he likes this sense of security.
This time the stone wall replied with very few words. After Yuan Chen read out the words above, the entire stone wall shrank rapidly and finally turned into a brick, which fell lightly into Yuan Chen's hands.
Yuan Chen weighed it gently, a little surprised, and said with a smile: "It's a good weight, just right for taking pictures of people."
Putting away the sound transmission wall, he seemingly put the bricks into the ring in his hand, but in fact, he threw them into the fairy space.
The bricks cut through the void and hit the body of the human-faced peach blossom who was trying to root into the realm of Suxian Tower.
The bricks smashed several red branches, and rushed straight towards Suxian Tower.
The red and painful spasms kept trembling, and countless peach blossoms fell, as if it was raining peach blossoms. A few peaches rolled down, submerged into the ground, and disappeared.
After a while, several small peach trees grew up. The new peach trees did not have the evil aura of their mothers, but had a fairy aura.
The nine-tailed sky fox has become lazier every day since she lived in the fairy space. A few days ago, she would use her brain to think about the affairs of her own people. Now, she has simply stopped thinking. As for her eyelids, she has already
Lost consciousness.
Not only her eyes, but almost all her five senses were lost. If she didn't need her nose to breathe and her heartbeat to maintain blood circulation, she would have become nothing more than a sculpture.
As for the big white ice silkworm above her head, it had already turned into a big cocoon. I really don't know how he could spin silk if he was so lazy.
Pieces of peach blossoms fell, covering the nine-tailed sky fox. Even so, the nine-tailed sky fox was too lazy to move.
Snowyuan Little Bear King was snoring like thunder in Xiang Yinghong's mouth. Originally, the little bear was still hibernating quietly a few days ago. Perhaps it was because he traveled to the past and suddenly appeared in autumn. The little bear's hibernation was decisively changed to sleeping.
The silver ant hugged the green ring and made a home at the roots of Xiangyinghong. It made an agreement with Xiangyinghong that the water in the well would not violate the water in the river. (To be continued)