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Chapter 189 The world in the painting, the magical secret realm

 "Ah?!..."

Lan Zhenglong shouted and fell from the sky into a magical secret realm.

"Boom!..."

Here, Lan Zhenglong's vitality cultivation seems to be limited. He wants to generate a vitality shield to protect himself, but he lacks vitality and fails to activate it.

"What is going on and why is this happening?!..."

Lan Zhenglong slowly got up. He saw floating landscapes surrounding him. Some were independent, some were connected, some were moving, some were still, there were mountains, water, waterfalls, and there were things running on the ground and in the sky.

With all kinds of flying magical animals, reality reversal, landscape replacement, and random combinations, this place is simply more magical than the fairyland.

"Where is this place? Could this be that magical picture? It must be that everything here seems to have been given a soul?!..."

"Feng'er, Feng'er?!... Where are you, Feng'er, I'm Zhenglong, Feng'er?!..."

Just when Lan Zhenglong was about to go crazy, a relatively large continent suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. On the middle of it was a landscape exactly like the one in the painting. Chu Yunfeng was also drinking with the old man.

While chatting and laughing.

"Feng'er?!..."

"Brother Zhenglong?!...Why did you come in too?!..."

At this time, Chu Yunfeng finally saw Lan Zhenglong.

"Feng'er, I came here to find you, and I want to live and die with you!..."

When the two continental blocks collided and merged with each other, Lan Zhenglong ran over because at this moment his vitality cultivation had expired and could not be used.

Chu Yunfeng also ran towards Lan Zhenglong quickly, and the two hugged each other affectionately. They were separated in the outside painting. They felt like they were separated by three autumns every second, and the time in the painting passed quickly.

"Brother Zhenglong, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I miss you so much?!..."

"What?!... Feng'er, you are exaggerating, we haven't seen each other for only a few minutes?!..."

"Haha, Taoist Dichen and Taoist Dimao are right. You have indeed not seen each other for several years. In the magical secret realm of the Yuan Universe that I established, time passes very quickly. For one minute when you are outside, the time here is

One year has passed!..."

"What?!... Feng'er, who is he? How does he know our Taoist number?!..."

"Come on, Brother Zhenglong, let's go over and sit down first. Emperor Yuanling will explain it to you!..."

"God Emperor Yuanling?! Feng'er, you said this old man is God Emperor Yuanling?!... Impossible, absolutely impossible. I heard from Master that Emperor Yuanling has been killed by the evil demon king in the spiritual world.

He is dead and is now the Great Demon Emperor!..."

"Haha, Taoist Dichen, believe it or not, but I am indeed the Emperor of Yuanling. It's just that I only have spiritual consciousness left now. This old man is just the soul sustenance that I control the magic brush to draw. He is not

My physical body, I only rely on temporarily!..."

"Are you really the spiritual consciousness of Emperor Yuanling?!..."

"It's true!... After the evil demon king killed my spirit body, my spiritual consciousness was actually not dead, but attached to the Yuanling crystal. Since the Yuanling crystal was broken into ten pieces,

After the crystal, I am attached to the soul Yuanling crystal again. If you still don’t believe me, you can ask your leader Zhou Yi. He has long known that my spiritual consciousness is hidden in the Yuanling crystal! ...



"Brother Zhenglong, you don't have to doubt it. He is the spiritual consciousness of Emperor Yuanling. I have known him for several years, and he also told me a lot about the spiritual world!..."

"Feng'er, are you really okay? Several years have really passed here, but I feel like only ten minutes have passed. Why do we feel different? Is it me or you who has a problem?!..."
"Haha, Taoist Dichen and Taoist Dimao, there is no problem with you two. It's because you have a body and she doesn't have a body. That's why you have different feelings and different concepts of time. When I established this magical secret realm of the Yuan Universe,

, time is set according to my own spiritual consciousness, and the Dimao Taoist only has his soul left, and his form is similar to mine. They are both in the state of incorporeal wandering souls, so you will have the problem of feeling that time is different! ...



"Oh, so that's it?!...Then? Emperor Yuanling, why did you drag Feng'er into the painting?!...Also, how can we leave the Yuan Universe you created?!..."
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"Haha, Taoist Dichen, you don't need to be anxious. Listen to me tell you slowly. It's probably like this. Ever since I fell into the Aolai Kingdom of Dijie, I have smelled the scent of the Evil Spirit Tribe and the Blood Demon Tribe. They have

People have infiltrated into your human race. Just to prevent them from stealing the Soul Yuanling Crystal and killing me, I painted this painting with a magic brush, and this old man is the one in the world in my painting.

Physical support, I see that Taoist Jimao only has his soul left, and it will be very dangerous, so I brought her in. I wanted to ask you how your progress is now?!..."

"Also, Taoist Dichen and Taoist Dimao, you don't have to worry about not being able to get out. As long as someone outside uses a magic brush to draw a doorway on the painting, you can go out smoothly and return to the real world. It only takes a few days.

A little girl from this family secretly took away the magic paintbrush. Because it is too far away, I can't sense it now. I hope it won't fall into the hands of the enemy, otherwise we will be in misfortune!..."
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"God Emperor Yuanling, doesn't the magical paintbrush have a soul? It should be able to distinguish which people are good people and which are bad people?!..."

"Yes, the magic brush has a soul, but it will still be unable to withstand enemies that are stronger than it. Alas, the worst thing is that my Yuan Universe has not been completely painted yet. It seems that it will be a long time in the future.

Here, I will live in this turbulent magical secret realm!..."

"Haha, Emperor Yuanling, I think it's very good now. It looks more beautiful than our fairy world, Feng'er, don't you think so?!..."

"Yes, Yuanling God Emperor, anyway, this Yuanling Universe is just your temporary residence. There is no need to make it so good. After we collect ten Yuanling Crystals, we can help you rebuild the spiritual world. That will be much better.

Already!..."

"Alas, your leader Zhou Yi also promised me to help me rebuild the spiritual world before. I didn't expect that he would be like me now and only have his spiritual consciousness left. What a pity. Everything was caused by the prehistoric demon emperor. Isn't there anyone who can

Deal with him?!..."

"God Emperor Yuanling, there are people who can deal with the Great Desolate Demon Emperor, but they are unwilling to take action. Maybe they are preparing to save their strength to deal with an enemy more powerful than the Great Desolate Devil Emperor?!..."

"Brother Zhenglong, even Tathagata Buddha and Guanyin Bodhisattva were killed in the battle. Are you sure there are immortals and saints who are more powerful than them?!..."

"Haha, Feng'er, of course there is. As far as I know, Patriarch Bodhi is one of them. Also, there are thirty-three heavens in our immortal world. There are many immortal cultivators of Hunyuan Da Luo Jinxian and above, but they are not interested.

Just take action!..."

"But, if it is true, why are they unwilling to take action? Are they afraid of death, or are they deliberately ignoring death?!..."


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