Qin Xuan came to the meeting place with Class 13 of Year 2. Also arriving with him were junior students from a certain class in Ziluoyuan.
"Xiao Xuan?"
"Hey, Brother Qin."
Yun Xiaoxuan and Qin Xuan have a very good relationship. After all, they are the first demon painter Qin Xuan met. They had pretended to be cute and showed off each other before: "Xiaoxuan, are you in the same class as us?"
"Xiaoxiao, you know him."
Yun Xiaoxuan introduced Sun Xiaoxiao to the side. The latter still looked scared, so Qin Xuan just said hello.
"Isn't this my new passenger?"
When Qin Xuan saw the visitor, he blurted out: "The king of my book!"
Tang Weiwei, Tang Kongjiu's younger sister, is in the same grade as Yun Xiaoxuan and Sun Xiaoxiao, and they are both fourteen years old.
"Are you also coming with us?"
"Of course, I am also a bloodline demon painter," Tang Weiwei said, taking out a booklet and handing it to Qin Xuan: "This is for you."
"What?"
"book."
"What?!" Qin Xuan: "What kind of book?"
Qin Xuan opened it and looked at it. In an instant, he closed the book and carefully put it in Xumi: "Don't say anything anymore. I am determined to be your friend!"
"whee."
"Then, this is my gift to you."
"What's this?"
"cell phone."
Qin Xuan, who was from the same 24th family, still liked the three little girls Yun Xiaoxu, Sun Xiaoxiao and Tang Weiwei very much. Of course, they were like a brother to his sister.
Soon, everyone's heads went dark, and a mirage whale flapped its wings and landed lightly on top of everyone's heads.
"Everyone, follow my footsteps and get ready to go up."
Shi Qingmeng took the lead and moved forward. When she took a step forward, the space under her feet cracked like broken glass. After Shi Qingmeng walked by, the students also walked up one after another.
"This girl," Sister Rabbit frowned slightly, "is very strong."
"It doesn't look like a human being," Feng Xiran said, "Human beings are not that powerful at this age."
Qin Xuan looked at the stairs at his feet and said in his heart: "Master, Twenty-Four Houses Plan, Shi Qingmeng, do you think she is also a person who will be passed down from generation to generation?"
Sister Rabbit: "The possibility is very high."
"Wow wow wow," Feng Xiran said, "This is such a beauty."
Li Qingling: "I don't know why, but I don't like her a little."
"You also hate people?" Sister Ying: "I thought you were always so calm."
"I can't say I hate her," Li Qingling said, "I just feel like she has some grudge against me, which makes me want to beat her."
Qin Xuan walked into the huge mouth of the mirage whale, and at this moment, the originally dark front suddenly became brighter.
Dreamlike clouds floated in the sky, and in this empty world, students walked towards the hazy cyclone and then disappeared into it.
"This is mirage gas, a gas that has a hallucinogenic effect. At the same time, it can also protect the people inside when crossing the 'sea city'."
Shi Qingmeng led Qin Xuan to a mirage cyclone, then held his hand and walked in. At this time, Qin Xuan appeared on a hillside surrounded by birds singing and flowers fragrant.
"This is..."
"This is the mirage," Shi Qingmeng picked a flower from the ground and handed it to Qin Xuan, who smelled the fragrance of the flowers on it: "These are all fake, they are hallucinations caused by the mirage."
"Hallucination?"
"Passengers in the body of a mirage whale can merge into a mirage aura, and then be in a semi-awake, semi-sleeping state." Shi Qingmeng raised her hand and a pot of tea appeared. When she put the tea down, a coffee table appeared: "
Here, if you want anything, just use your brain, and the things you conjure can be touched and tasted."
"But because everything here is an illusion, eating it will feel like a dream. You will feel delicious, but you will never be full."
The mirage whale is a strange beast used by demon painters for large-scale transportation. It is rated at level 4. However, in fact, the mirage whale is not good at fighting. Its strongest qualities are its ability to shuttle and its terrifying defense capabilities.
"Boom~~"
The cyclone shook for a while, and their world also trembled slightly.
"What's going on?"
"The mirage whale has set off," Shi Qingmeng said: "The place where the mirage whale sails is called 'Hai Shi'."
Shi Qingmeng is a little naive, but has a lot of knowledge. She is more than enough to be a teacher. She said, "Do you know about mirages?"
"Know."
"It should be different from the one you know," Shi Qingmeng said: "Every world is developing, and when it changes, people make up a concept to determine its change process, and this is
time."
Time, like the dotted line, is imaginary and may not exist.
After all, no one can be sure of what the future holds.
Therefore, the demon painter combined the past, present and future, and used the two points of the past and the present to deduce the future.
If the world is compared to the earth, then the trajectory of the earth's revolution is equivalent to the process of world change. It is determined, but in fact, they do not exist. They are just illusions made by the painter to facilitate the understanding of the cause and effect and development of the world.
came out.
"These world trajectories, what has happened and what may happen, are all projected into this place."
Shi Qingmeng waved her hand and saw a huge whale swimming in the dark world. However, the place it was swimming in was not water, but the ocean projected by countless world trajectories. This was a mirage.
The world of whales——sea market.
Wild beasts have the unity of heaven and earth, ferocious beasts can mutate and transform, and spiritual beasts can cultivate on their own, but Qin Xuan has never been clear about what alien beasts can do.
But now, Qin Xuan understands. It's not that he doesn't know, but he has known it for a long time, but he never paid attention to it.
Tapirs dream of traveling through the sea of dreams, and mirage whales travel through mirages. Can other mountain and sea beasts do these things? Obviously not!
But they got in easily, and could even use the power of this extremely special power. However, the alien beasts often did not use these strange powers to fight. They preferred to do their own things.
The road to the Eight Hundred Temple Buddhist City was still long. Qin Xuan and Shi Qingmeng were in a cyclone, feeling the magical effects of mirage energy.
"Hmm! It really tastes exactly like what I thought!"
While eating a burger, Qin Xuan waved his hand and conjured up a TV, which actually could actually play programs. However, it could only play things that Qin Xuan had watched, which was a pity.
"It seems that mirage energy can only bring out things that I know and have seen. It doesn't know anything about me, so it can't bring out things."
But even so, this simulation ability is already incredible.
“Swish, rustle, rustle.”
Shi Qingmeng held the tea cup and drank tea as usual. Qin Xuan was really speechless. How much did she like drinking tea.