Chapter 105 103 The Strange Black Market Ghost Area, Integrating the Forces of Three Counties (Long Chapter, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 105 103. The strange black market ghost domain, integrating the forces of three counties (long chapter-please subscribe)

A few days later, Baihua Manor.

Unlike the crying little Ping'an, Xiao Yan often laughs and often taps the ground under the eaves with her little crutches, listening to the crisp sound and watching herself walking with the eyes of a crow.

If a person always looks at himself from a third-person perspective, what kind of emotions will arise in his heart?

If it is an adult, I am afraid it feels like playing a game.

To put it nicely, it is so.

To put it bluntly, it is indifferent.

But if it is a child who has never seen the world from a first-person perspective and finds that everyone around her except her father is different from her, it is not just a game.

What exactly is it, no one has experienced it, so. No one knows.

The snow has cleared and the sky is clear.

Xiao Yan is cute and well-behaved. She is only over one year old, but she can walk by herself and doesn't cry much, which makes the boss's wife very envious.

It can be expected that she would transform into "another child" and let Xiao Ping'an's childhood live in the shadow.

After Li Yuan left, she angrily knocked on her crutches, wrapped her mother's hand, and shouted the new words she had learned in a baby voice: "Elbow!"

"Elbow!"

After listening for a long time, Lady Yan finally understood what she meant, so she squatted down and whispered: "Do you want to find your father?"

Xiao Yan blinked her glass-white eyes. After seeing these eyes more often, they were not so scary, but rather had a special kind of cuteness.

She continued to wrap her mother's hand and dragged her mother out like a boatman towing a boat.

After dragging it for a while, her little feet tilted, her body staggered, and she fell forward flat on the ground.

Lady Yan hugged her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and said: "Your father will come back, let's wait for him at home obediently, okay."

"Wow~~"

Xiao Yan started crying.

Lady Yan hurriedly hugged her, humming a song, and coaxed her.

The crows on the roof watched this scene calmly, as if watching a play.

Xiao Yan cried so hard, she was very sad. When she stopped crying, she shouted again: "Elbow~"

Mrs. Yan had no choice but to say: "Then I'll take you to the street."

After that, she picked up Xiao Yan and went to make an appointment with the boss's wife.

But Xiao Ping'an couldn't walk yet, and she would cry and make a fuss in a strange place, so the boss's wife refused.

After a while, the carriage slowly drove out.

Zhou Jia drove the carriage.

After Li Yuan confessed that he was the Blood Knife Ancestor, the gray-haired man watched Li Yuan use the city-destroying move.

After Li Yuan used the city-destroying move, he said to Zhou Jia as if he patted Zhao Chunxin's shoulder later: "Old Zhou, if it's a heart injury, then get well soon. I'll teach you this move."

Zhou Jia was like in a dream. He was dumbfounded at first, and it was hard to believe. Then he was trembling with excitement. Then he couldn't sleep all night, tossing and turning, just thinking about the city-destroying move.

Why?

If he was just strong, he wouldn't be like this.

The real reason is that Zhou Jia saw the shadows of Spring Thunder, Awakening of Insects, and Leaping into the Abyss in the destruction of the city. This move is a fusion of the three moves of the Yanyue Sect, and is a move that is one step higher than the three moves.

In the past, Zhou Jia just wanted to watch and protect the last hope of the Yanyue Sect silently. Now, he has a greater expectation, and even his whole person has begun to burst out with new vitality.

Others say that Li Yuan is an ancestor, but Zhou Jia believes in another illusory and impossible possibility.

That is, Li Yuan is a genius that only appears once in a thousand years.

Otherwise, why doesn't he use his own moves?

Why are there traces of the Yanyue Sect in the destruction of the city?

Zhou Jia's heart, which had long been withered, suddenly became like an old branch with new buds, and regained its vitality.

In the past, he wanted to protect this small seedling of the Yanyue Sect.

Now, this small seedling has become his belief.

So before Li Yuan left, he nodded.

His heart, which had been in despair, once again gave rise to a burning desire.

At this time

Zhou Jia raised the reins calmly, and the carriage was about to move, but a black shadow "whooshed" out from a distance.

It was a dangerous outline like a hill blocking the carriage.

Zhou Jia stopped the carriage and looked at the black demon dog in front that was taller than a man.

The fluorescent green demon pupils, the fierce momentum, and the terrifying saliva dripping from the corners of the mouth, as if it was ready to eat people at any time, and there was something between the fangs.

Otherwise, this was still the inner courtyard, and he would have drawn his sword.

He had heard of the demon dog guarding the house in the inner house, but he didn't expect it to look like this

Madam Yan felt the car stop, hugged Xiao Yan with one hand, and lifted the curtain with the other hand to look out.

The one blocking the road was the seventh-rank black marquis, who was able to bite the master of the Iron Gate to death in the state of protecting the master.

Li Yuan told her everything, so Madam Yan knew the reason as soon as she thought about it.

Li Yuan saw that they were going out through the Saker Falcon, so he called a Black Marquis to go out with them to act as a bodyguard.

In Shanbao County, where even the eighth-rank ones can run rampant, such a Black Marquis who can bite the Iron Gate Master to death is already a top bodyguard.

In the past, no one knew that Li Yuan was the "Blood Knife Ancestor", so his ability to control monsters had to be kept secret.

After Li Yuan revealed his identity, the monster dogs in the inner house were no longer chained.

When they go out, they can naturally have a seventh-rank monster dog follow them openly.

"Old Zhou, our dog wants to get on the carriage." Lady Yan shouted.

Zhou Jia made some distance.

Black Marquis trotted closer and jumped onto the imperial seat, and the whole carriage suddenly sank.

Then, Hei Hou ran into the carriage, approached Lady Yan, and opened his mouth.

And what he was biting turned out to be a dog collar and rope.

Lady Yan giggled, thinking that her husband was really thoughtful. He even thought that a seventh-grade demon dog running on the road without a leash would easily scare passers-by, so he asked Hei Hou to bring the collar over.

She called out, "Lao Zhou, let's go," and then began to tie the collar for Hei Hou.

Hei Hou was obedient, and Xiao Yan, who was sitting next to her mother, was fearless. She touched her dog and shouted in a long and childish voice: "Woof woof~~"

The wheel hub of the carriage turned, and two crows spread their black wings, broke through the cold wind, and followed the carriage.

A moment later.

A scene that attracted a lot of attention and was shocking appeared on the streets of Yinxi.

A petite and beautiful woman was walking her dog.

This was a scary black dog that was taller than the woman. The dog exuded a demonic aura that could stop a crying child from crying, make pedestrians on the roadside run away, and make the butcher who was chopping meat freeze.

And there was a cute little girl sitting on the big black dog, but unfortunately anyone could see that the little girl was blind.

However, in this situation, no one dared to laugh at the blind little girl.

Although Zhou Jia felt that he was dispensable, after all, the dog could bite him to death, but he still held a knife and followed silently, acting as the second bodyguard.

The demon dog was scary, but everyone in Yinxifang recognized the beautiful woman.

Some people shouted "Yan Bodhisattva".

Some people shouted "Grandma Yan".

Mrs. Yan smiled and nodded to everyone. Of course, she couldn't really take Xiao Yan to find Li Yuan. At this time, she was just coaxing her daughter and taking her to walk on the street.

She bought some candy for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan licked the candy with a "huff huff" and stopped making noises immediately.

Madam Yan thought about it and walked the dog to the shed area again.

The shed area manager hurried out to greet her, respectful and even sweating.

In the past, this person was just the wife of Elder Li, but now she is the wife of the Blood Knife Patriarch. This originally high status has been raised to the highest level.

Madam Yan walked with Hei Hou in the shed area. When she passed by the shed hut where she and her man first lived, a boasting voice came from the house, "Do you know, although this house is shabby, the Blood Knife Patriarch lived in my house back then."

The manager's face turned cold, and he hurried to knock on the door to teach the boasting boy a lesson, but was stopped by Madam Yan.

Her final destination in the shed area was not here, but Feng'er's house.

Feng'er's house was not rented out, and the locks were not changed.

The steward hurriedly unlocked the door, and Zhou Jia rushed in first, looked around, and then stood aside to indicate that there was nothing unusual in the house.

Madam Yan walked into the house.

The wooden table, dressing table, wardrobe, etc. were all covered with dust, and there were some cobwebs in the corners.

On the table, the letter written two years ago was still there, and the big money on the side had never been touched.

She sighed softly.

But Xiao Yan suddenly cried "Wow Wow", laughed in a baby voice, and waved her hands in front of the mirror, as if asking for a hug.

Madam Yan ran to the mirror, blew, and wiped the dust off the mirror, revealing her, Xiao Yan, and Hei Hou.

"It's just a bronze mirror."

Madam Yan smiled.

But the next moment, she suddenly noticed something unusual.

Her daughter's crow did not fly in, which means she should not be able to see anything now, so why is she still waving at the mirror?

She looked around for a while, found nothing unusual, and left the shed with her daughter.

Not long after leaving here, a bearded man wearing the clothes of "Fulin Chamber of Commerce" appeared outside the house. The man looked at the door that had just been closed with a complicated and annoyed look, clenched his fists, and spat hard on the ground.

At this time, a shout came from not far away, "Xiao Luzi, come and help."

The bearded man responded: "I'm coming~~"

After that, he hurried away.

This man was Brother Xiong.

At the beginning, he was separated from General Qingxiang's camp, so he fled all the way. Later, he changed his surname to Lu and deliberately grew a beard to cover his original appearance. However, he could not calm down after going to several places.

And Brother Xiong did not dare to leave Lingyangkou, so he only did some odd jobs in Huamo County and Tiannan County to earn a living.

This time, he accidentally encountered Fulin Chamber of Commerce recruiting people, so he went to try, and passed the test with his strong body, and then returned to Shanbao County.

After coming back, he didn't dare to go to Xiao Mo Fang again. This time, he had work to do in Yinxi shed area, so he stopped by to see the old house.

At this moment, he had already known the most shocking news in Shanbao County - the Blood Knife Ancestor was Elder Li.

If he was rational, Brother Xiong would not do anything

But now, his heart was suddenly filled with hatred.

He looked at the beautiful woman walking the dog and the little girl on the dog from a distance, his eyes full of anger.

Why?

Why? ?

Damn it!

Li Yuan, Yan Yu, you are damned! Why did you ruin my future? If it weren't for you, Shanbao County might have been conquered by General Qingxiang long ago! I am a centurion, I am a centurion! ! !

After knowing that Li Yuan was actually the Blood Knife Ancestor, the evil fire in Brother Xiong's heart was directly ignited.

It's a treasure, it must be a treasure! Li Yuan is not an old monster at all, he must have a treasure on him! As for what treasure it is, he doesn't know, but it must be a treasure!

Brother Xiong thought about it randomly, then clenched his fists and said with anger: "Everyone has to die in this world, let's see how you die!"

At this moment, a hoarse and strange cry suddenly came from above his head.

"Ga~~~"

"Ga~~~"

This strange cry that seemed to be laughing but not laughing scared him.

Brother Xiong jumped away in a hurry, then looked up and looked around. When he settled his eyes, he saw a crow standing on the eaves in the dazzling sunlight.

"Bad luck!"

After seeing clearly, Brother Xiong lowered his head, picked up a stone, and threw it hard at the crow.

The crow flashed and flew away with its wings flapping.

The strange sound of "Ga Ga" was filled with ominous meaning. The wind in the corridor of the shed area suddenly became cold and gloomy. The wind passed through the gaps, the cracks in the door, and the windows. It was sharp as if a woman covered her face and cried and laughed.

Brother Xiong was busy all day. He bought some water and wine and drank it to his heart's content. Then he lay down in the small tent built by the caravan in the wild and slept on his side.

After sleeping for a while, his dream gradually deepened.

Suddenly, his body trembled, his breathing became rapid, and his chest rose and fell as if he had run for thousands of meters while holding his breath.

In the dream, he suddenly appeared in a room.

The room was gloomy and dead silent.

The light in the window was dazzling.

There was a white shadow in front of the window.

Brother Xiong wanted to move, but he couldn't.

He wanted to speak, but he couldn't.

Suddenly, a babyish giggle came from behind him.

Brother Xiong's heart twitched in fear. He wanted to turn his head, but he couldn't.

He suddenly had an inexplicable feeling: This is a dream!

Since it is a dream, wake up quickly!

He struggled desperately and tried to bite his tongue, but he couldn't move even a single movement, not even his eyeballs.

Everything in the room seemed to be still, revealing a creepy weirdness. Except for the girl's laughter, there was no other movement.

After a while, Brother Xiong gave up struggling. Since it was a dream, he would wake up. Why should he struggle?

After an unknown amount of time, a strange "dong dong" sound came from the side of the house, that is, the door.

Something is knocking on the door!

But this knocking sound is like the sound of raising a hand to knock on the railing of an iron cage, not like the sound of wood.

Da da da.

A small figure ran over, tiptoed, raised his hand, wanted to open the door, but shrank back and shouted: "Wow wow wow?"

No one answered.

"Daddy?"

Still no one answered.

At this moment, the door opened by itself, and the door in the mottled shadow pushed inward.

The small figure took two steps back, and then looked again, only to see that it was pitch black outside the door.

Ominous, cold, without a single light, I wonder if the outside of the door is a cliff, or nothingness, or a road?

At this moment, the figure in white in front of the window suddenly turned around, with long black hair covering his face. The figure walked "clucking" and it seemed that many bones were crushed with every step.

The figure quickly walked to Brother Xiong and took Brother Xiong's hand.

Brother Xiong felt that he was touching a dead body, and the cold air rushed straight to his scalp, but he could not control his body or even his eyes, and could only be led to move involuntarily.

He was almost paralyzed by fear, his body was soft, and he shouted and screamed in fear in his heart, but he could not make any sound at all.

Then, Brother Xiong was led by the white shadow and brought to the door.

A rotten, burnt hand suddenly stretched out from behind the dark door, holding a triangular "white paper" with "one penny" written on it.

As if doing business in the underworld, the figure in white took the "one penny", and the rotten, burnt hand took Brother Xiong's hand, dragging him out of the house little by little, into the darkness, and disappeared.

Creak~

The door closed again.

The figure in white put the money on the table, and then stood in front of the window, motionless.

The next morning, before dawn, the small tent area of ​​the Fulin Chamber of Commerce was busy.

These chores all need to get up early to work.

Most of these jobs are loading and unloading jobs. If they are in summer, they have to do it overnight. This is also because of winter, so the night shift is saved.

Steam rose from the wasteland, and a group of people gathered together to eat hot soup and hot water for breakfast.

The sky gradually brightened, and everyone had almost finished eating. Suddenly, someone said, "Xiao Luzi hasn't come yet."

A man who looked like a leader said, "Damn, he must not have gotten up yet. I'll go call him."

After that, the leader walked away cursing, came to Brother Xiong's tent, sneered, and shouted "Why are you sleeping?" while pulling open the tent curtain. As a result, he looked inside.

The leader's face turned pale, and then he suddenly felt his abdomen surging, and then he turned around and ran, but his legs softened, not only did he not run, but he fell backwards, and his side hit the hard yellow mud, but he didn't even bother to shout in pain.

"Dead."

"Dead!!!"

The leader shouted in fear.

All of a sudden, many people came over after hearing the sound.

Someone else said, "What are you afraid of? Maybe he is a little sick? In this day and age, it's not normal for someone to die?"

As he said that, he opened the curtain again.

Behind the curtain was an unimaginable corpse. The smell of meat was coming from the tent. It was a man who was cooked whole but still in a sleeping position.

The man was intact and could be recognized as Brother Xiong, but he was cooked.

But the strange thing was that Brother Xiong's clothes were intact.

Even the quilt, pillow, and tent were intact, but he was cooked.

This creepy scene made everyone forget to breathe and just stood there in shock.

The smell of meat carried by the wind finally reminded them of this weird reality.

Many people lay on the ground and vomited wildly, and some people walked back shivering, shouting something.

How could a person be cooked in his sleep?

Why were they all cooked, but the clothes, tents, and quilts were all fine?

Why? !

"I lost"

"I give in."

In Tiannan County, north of Shanbao County, in the Orange Flower Gate,

a white-haired old man with vigorous spirit and eyes like a teenager was half-kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath.

He grabbed a green whip in his right hand, and a two-headed python lay beside him.

The two-headed python was motionless, and it was unknown whether it was dead or alive.

"Don't be polite, it's just a sparring match.

Your monster is not dead, it just fainted."

Li Yuan said lightly.

His first stop was the Orange Flower Sect in Tiannan County, but he came to the sect. Because he looked too young, the Orange Flower Sect wanted to test him.

If it was an ordinary test, the Orange Flower Sect would definitely not dare, but they also have a figure like an ancestor in their sect.

This ancestor was the former headmaster of the Orange Flower Sect. After leaving office, he studied hard through memory and the "Life Atlas with Form and Soullessness", intending to go further, but failed.

Even if he failed, the strength of this Orange Flower ancestor was extraordinary.

First of all, in Li Yuan's eyes, this is a strong man with a comprehensive strength of "220~255". If nothing unexpected happens, he belongs to the hidden strongest man in the three counties.

Secondly, he is good at poison skills, but it's a pity that these toxins are not very effective against Li Yuan.

The change in the essence of life has made the toxins below the sixth grade lose their effect.

Once again, he actually raised a seven-grade two-headed demon python. This was not animal taming, but he had been with the demon python for a long time and had a tacit understanding with it.

But even with all these powers added up, he still lost to Li Yuan.

"This was a very enjoyable contest."

Li Yuan looked at the Orange Flower Patriarch who was kneeling on the ground and clasped his fists.

The Patriarch smiled bitterly and said, "Enjoy it? Blood Knife Patriarch, please don't save face for me. You fought with me for dozens of rounds, but didn't I know it in my heart? You are..."

Seeing that he wanted to say more, Li Yuan interrupted him and said with a smile, "It's not as mysterious as you said. I almost got into trouble several times."

The Patriarch supported himself and slowly stood up. He looked at Li Yuan deeply, then saluted and said, "My name is Liu Changchong, and I am the Supreme Master of the Orange Flower Sect. I am obsessed with martial arts and poisons. You should be older than me, Patriarch. If you don't give up, Chang Chong wants to call you Brother Li."

Li Yuan:.

"You're welcome."

Liu Chang Chong waved his hand, and then said to the people around him: "You all saw the competition.

But what you saw was fake, it was Brother Li who let me do it.

If Brother Li really wants to make a move, he can kill me in one knife. This is giving me face, giving face to my Orange Flower Sect.

Why don't you go and get what Brother Li wants!"

At this time, the two were in the lobby of the Orange Flower Sect, and the people watching were all the inner disciples, elders, and masters of the Orange Flower Sect.

Hearing Liu Chang Chong's words, everyone was in an uproar. They had watched their ancestor and the Blood Knife ancestor fight for a long time, and they were secretly happy, but now they were all shocked on the spot.

But they all knew the character of their ancestor, and the ancestor would not lie.

Immediately, the leader of the Orange Flower Hall hurriedly took out a box containing the Life Atlas, and then personally stepped forward, with a respectful look, and handed it to Li Yuan with both hands, saying: "Senior Li, my Orange Flower Hall has a total of two incomplete Life Atlases, please take a look."

Li Yuan took it.

Liu Changchong carefully looked at Li Yuan, but he could not see any oldness in Li Yuan. He glanced at the crowd again, and suddenly waved his hand and said: "Xiao Yu, come here."

Suddenly, a graceful girl in purple ran over, looked up at Li Yuan, and hurriedly lowered her head.

From a distance, it was nothing, but when she looked closer, the girl actually felt that the Blood Knife Ancestor was about the same age as her.

Powerful, young, mysterious, always arouse the impulse of those girls who "don't believe in love".

Liu Changchong said, "Call me Grandpa."

Li Yuan did not expect that after revealing his identity as the Blood Knife Patriarch, he would encounter so many unexpected things.

The purple-clothed girl bowed gracefully and said in a delicate voice, "Grandpa Li."

Li Yuan felt embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he said, "Just call me uncle."

As he said that, he also waved his hand, and Tang Nian came out from the crowd.

Li Yuan said, "This is my daughter. She is just twelve this year. You can be her equal."

Liu Xiaoyu said obediently, "Uncle Li."

Liu Changchong did not care about these. Liu Xiaoyu was the most talented person among the younger generation of the Orange Flower Sect. Liu Changchong just asked her to come to the Blood Knife Patriarch to show her presence. At this time, he said, "I heard from Brother Li that he wanted to deepen the connection between the three alliances. I wonder what Brother Li plans to do?"

Li Yuan did say this when he came, and this was also one of his purposes for revealing his identity as the ancestor.

It's still the same old saying that he needs power.

After he showed that he was a genius of the eighth rank, he expanded the Hengwu Restaurant and mastered a certain source of economy and information.

Now that he has revealed himself as the Blood Blade Ancestor, he naturally wants a bigger force.

The force he wants is no longer a restaurant, nor is it just the Blood Blade Sect, but the Three Family Alliance.

This is also one of the purposes of his trip.

At this time, Li Yuandao said: "Shanbao County, Tiannan County, and Huamo County are all within a strip of water, so they are in the same place.

To the north, you need to pass through Antelope Pass.

To the south, it's all wilderness.

On the east and west sides, there are mountains.

The three counties are one family.

Now that the Central Plains is in chaos and dangers emerge one after another, it is the time for our three families to deepen their alliance. "

"Brother Li, how do we form an alliance?"

"The three families are one family. They screen their disciples and teach them appropriate martial arts, instead of sticking to the original sect."

As soon as he said this, Liu Changchong and everyone were stunned.

Li Yuanhu added: "I also know that if we hastily merge the three families into one, it will definitely cause chaos, so I want to give it a try first."

"Then how to pilot it?" Liu Changchong asked. In his heart, he was not very optimistic about this.

Li Yuandao: "You three sects select disciples, and I will teach them. Those who are suitable for swordsmanship, I will teach swordsmanship, those who are suitable for swordsmanship, I will teach swordsmanship, and those who are suitable for Qimen weapons and toxins, I will teach Qimen weapons and toxins. If so If it suits my technique, I will also teach it.”

The first sentence was fine, but the last sentence directly exploded in everyone's ears.

Li Yuan added: "I also teach the sixth grade."

His technique is extremely imperfect, so he hopes more people can help him improve it and help him explore the path ahead.

Although it took a long time, he could wait for it. This was a plan that took hundreds or even thousands of years.

When the word "five" fell, the whole place fell into silence.

The two words "Sixth Grade" are full of unimaginable magic.

Who doesn’t want to enter the sixth level?

Who doesn’t want to live a hundred more years?

"Okay! Since Brother Li said so, then I, the Orange Blossom Sect, must have no objection!" Liu Changchong said directly, and then looked to the side to teach, "Sect Master, what about you?"

The man smiled and said, "How can I have any objections to something that I just want to do?

If the three families really become one in the hands of Senior Li, this would be a great thing.

There are no unfinished eggs under the overturned nest, and the current world is in a state of heaven.

The three single trees of my three families should have been merged into one place to support the pressing sky. "

Liu Changchong thought for a while, then raised his hand to wave.

In the crowd, a young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes walked out.

Liu Changchong said: "Yang Teng, call me grandpa."

Li Yuan said helplessly: "Call me uncle."

The young man bowed respectfully, and then said: "Uncle Li."

Liu Changchong smiled and said: "Brother Li, since you want to pilot it, then our Orange Flower Sect will hand over two eighth-grade geniuses from the younger generation to you."

Tang Nian on the side looked at the pair of boys and girls calmly.

Eighth grade?

genius?

If these two are geniuses, then who is she who entered the eighth rank at the age of eleven?

It is actually quite difficult to enter the eighth level as a child, because the child does not have enough energy and blood to complete the brewing of shadow blood.

From this perspective, both Tang Nian and Zhou Jia are true geniuses.

Li Yuan stayed in Tiannan County for a few more days, quietly reading the illustrated book of life.

In the meantime, the heads of the three small sects affiliated with the Orange Blossom Sect also came to pay their respects.

After Li Yuan saw that the three young masters were all seventh grade, he expanded the scope of the pilot to them, and each sect gave one disciple a quota.

The three headmasters left happily.

On this day,

In late winter, fog forms in the mountains, showing a pale haze that drifts with the wind and covers the sky south.

The young man grabbed the life album and looked at it carefully.

His mind was spinning rapidly, thinking.

He discovered that not all life pictures are just lines.

For example, the ones from the Orange Blossom Sect are obviously two life catalogs that record the same exercises, but they are painted in completely different appearances.

One of them contains lines familiar to Li Yuan.

The other one is a painting.

In the painting, venomous snakes are swimming in the cold mountains and humid canyons. Some are dormant and hidden in the deep swamps and wild forests, some have just emerged from their holes, and some have snakes poking out from the long grass. Skull, shouting and spitting, all kinds of expressions, not all the same

In Li Yuan's eyes, the painting and the line were overlapped, but the overlapping part was not much, only a small half.

The latter is tangible but not divine.

The former, however, has part of the spirit, but has lost its form.

"I see."

Li Yuan had a glimmer of understanding, "The Illustrated Book of Life is not just a record, but also a picture. The Orange Blossom Sect favors poisonous techniques, so the person who drew this picture of a thousand snakes saw such an image."

At noon, when Liu Changchong came to get close to him with insect tea and "Brother Li, Brother Li is short", Li Yuan directly asked about the picture.

"Who drew this picture? I want to meet him."

Liu Changchong smiled widely: "Brother Li, I drew this. Let me tell you, I was able to raise the seventh-grade two-headed demon python to maturity, thanks to what I learned from the Life Illustration. These."

After getting along with each other for a few days, the ancestor of the Orange Blossom Sect became familiar with Li Yuan's temper, and he became more casual in his respect.

Li Yuandao: "Tell me about it."

Liu Changchong thought for a while and said solemnly: "When I was young, the Orange Blossom Sect had not severed contact with the upper-class forces, but I am ashamed to say that I did not even know the names of the upper-class forces.

We went there blindfolded.

Only those who have entered the sixth level can truly join the upper-level forces, remove their blindfolds, and walk there.

However, after I took off my blindfold, I once saw black petals falling outside the window, and I didn’t know what they were.

Forget it, let's not talk about these long-winded things. After all, such a big force is not only the upper force of our Orange Flower Sect, it is also the upper force of many small forces.

I have seen the Life Atlas twice by chance.

The first time I saw it, I only saw lines in my eyes. Those lines were messy and disordered, and I didn't know what the hell it was.

Later, I wanted to look at it from a different angle, so I went to learn poetry and painting. "

"Poetry and painting?" Li Yuanqi asked.

Liu Changchong nodded and said: "I want to find meaning from poetry and find realm in painting. Since the Life Atlas has a mysterious god, this god is likely to be the artistic conception.

When I saw it for the second time, I was already middle-aged, and that was my last chance.

Sure enough, this time I looked at those lines again and saw something different.

I tried my best to remember, think, and feel.

After returning, I gathered all my feelings at the tip of the pen and drew this picture.

As for the other one, it was drawn by my senior brother. That force did not prohibit recording it on the same day, because they knew that if they could not grasp the essence, even if there were a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand pictures, it would not be considered a leak.

However, my senior brother is already dead. "

Li Yuan nodded secretly in his heart, and he finally understood what he was missing.

Artistic conception,

Mysterious artistic conception.

It contains artistic conception, but it is integrated into lines.

When writing, there is a picture in my mind, but after writing, only pale lines are left.

Strictly speaking, this life atlas should probably be composed of two parts: first, lines; second, visualization map.

The lines directly reveal the running trajectory, and the visualization map helps you see this trajectory.

But why do those big forces only give line maps, but not visualization maps?

Is it to limit the number of sixth-grade people? Or is it to test talent?

Not just that.

It should be that the visualization map is more rare, which is the real secret of the big forces.

If you want to see it, you need to become a formal disciple such as the Holy Fire Palace and the Xuanjin Temple.

And this visualization map It is likely to involve the fifth-grade realm.

Li Yuan inferred this, and then took a deep look at the white-haired old man in front of him.

This is a truly talented person, what a pity

Li Yuan meditated for another two or three days, and his heart also had a new direction for his life atlas.

On this day, he said goodbye to the Orange Flower Sect and got on the carriage to Huamo County again.

He was sure that the life atlas of the Frost Sword Sect and Fuyue Temple could become his last piece of the puzzle, allowing him to completely clarify the direction of his own practice.

The carriage was heading west, while a carrier pigeon was heading east.

The two sides staggered, only because the carriage was heading southwest and the carrier pigeon was heading southeast.

The carrier pigeon flapped its wings and flew hurriedly towards Shanbao County as if escaping for its life. The wax of the Frost Sword Sect could still be vaguely seen on the paper wrapped around the pigeon's feet.

"Godfather, I like the Orange Flower Sect."

In the darkness of the carriage, Tang Nian suddenly spoke.

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Why? "

The older girl thought for a moment and said, "Their poison is a good match for my puppet."

Li Yuan said, "Then learn a poison technique as well."

After a brief conversation, everything was quiet again.

The sunset was like blood, the path was winding, and behind the city gate at the end was Huamo County, which was also Li Yuan's last stop.

P.S.: It was originally a big plot, and the dream that appeared on Brother Xiong's side jointly constructed a deeply expanded worldview. But I found that I couldn't write so much in one breath. Sorry, sorry