The Spirit World

Chapter 397 "Robot Sheep"

"Oh no! Oh no!" A half-black and half-white lamb lowered its head and stamped its feet on the ground. The things under its feet looked like cotton wool, light and fluttering. When it stamped its feet, the "cotton wool" floated lightly...

"No...it doesn't seem to be here either..." Knowing that the old man's face was sometimes a young man's, and sometimes an old man's face, he touched his beard, which disappeared and reappeared, but he just kept thinking, touching his chin.

His other hand touched something, lifted it up to his eyes, and then put it down again.

"Oh my God... Which palace did it fall into... I should have put it in a conspicuous place! It's no use looking for it this way... Without our help... something will happen to that little fool! If he dies this time, all our efforts will be in vain!" The lamb jumped around, holding a bottle in one hoof and a glowing stone in the other. He took a look at them and threw them on the ground, muttering: "Oh no! Oh no!"

“I told you not to put things around a long time ago… You took so many treasures… In the end… You still have to look for them everywhere… You really look like Doraemon now, don’t you? I made mistakes because I was in a hurry…” Lu Xinzhai pouted and helped to rummage through the things nearby and pile them up in a joking manner.

"I'm in a hurry now! Okay!" The little lamb quickly rummaged through the things here. There was a pile of strange things in front of it, and there was also a pile of strange things behind it. It was like the porter of these rare treasures, and the carrying distance was only twice as far as it.

"Who is Doraemon..." A little girl the size of a palm was floating in the air. She had no legs and seemed to be sitting on a blue cloud.

She was quite delicate and exquisite, small and cute enough, and the blue light seemed to form a tiny halo around her body.

"The question is not who Doraemon is... Xiaolan~" Xun Huangying scratched his fat waist and touched the boundary between the black and white wool. The wool was rubbed and rubbed repeatedly. It might be a little itchy because new black wool was growing.

"The problem is... I have to search all three thousand palaces to find what I want. The workload of this palace alone is enough to kill me!"

Xun Huangying was a little annoyed. He collapsed to the ground with a whoosh and felt like crying out of grievance: "I don't know why I built three thousand golden palaces in here! I'm really worried to death!"

"Then... why did you build it anyway?" Xiao Lan tilted his head and looked at the somewhat dejected lamb: "Master Xun Huangying, why don't you put the things in place properly?"

"Shh... Xiao Yuyu, as a little one, you can't ask so many questions..." Lu Xinzhai put his index finger on his mouth and then placed a small thing in front of her.

Those were small white boxes.

"Here... this is for you..." Lu Xinzhai handed the small box steadily to Xiaolan's hand. The small box was one-tenth of Xiaolan's size, so she needed to hold it with both hands. The white box was like a rice bowl, covering her small round face. Lu Xinzhai looked at the little lamb who started to "move" things again.

"I always remember you being so flustered... This should be considered your traditional "virtue"..."

"Hey... so what... I'm just that powerful... what can they do to me? I'll beat them to death." The little lamb twisted his neck in boredom, but it was obvious that he didn't have a neck, or it was too short, so his whole body was twisting away.

"What is this? A gem~Wow~" Xiaolan took out the glowing beads from the box.

The bead was not bright, but just a light white with some tiny zigzag lines on it, or even tiger stripes spread out in an orderly manner.

"I'm sorry... you can't leave here now... you can even... you can only turn into a bad Doraemon..." Lu Xinzhai noticed Xiaolan's question and looked at her again. Xiaolan also looked at him, tilting her little head.

"That is... a small dragon ball... It can be a huge improvement for you, little guy... Of course... I believe you can absorb the elemental power in it..."

"Oh! It's so annoying!" Xun Huangying scratched his head and collapsed to the ground unwillingly.

"Ah... Dragon Balls are very important to dragons, right? If there are no Dragon Balls... then... what will happen to the dragon?" Xiao Lan was a little surprised, and her words were full of vivid sadness.

"He died, but... I didn't steal the dragon ball... It was given to me by the dragon... It's true that the dragon died... It's a pity..." Xunhuang Yingxiang seemed to remember something happy, turned his head to Lu Xinzhai, and said happily: "Hey! Lu Xinzhai, speaking of the dragon... How is his son? What's his name now? Where is he now?"

"Well...you asked me this..." Lu Xinzhai stroked his beard and watched Xiao Lan carefully put the white box aside. He patted it twice, put the thing upright, and moved his little head happily.

"It seems... his name is Ao Chen... He is now in Wenti County... His nickname is... Longxu Gong..." Lu Xinzhai frowned and told the information of someone.

"Well... we should have met before... right... isn't that guy in Wenti County? Although I don't know if he is still there now... but... we should have seen him at that Dragon Conference..." Xunhuangying simply sat down to rest and wiped off the sweat.

"He should have seen it... but I don't know much about him... He saw Lan Luo chopping off his father's head, so he must still be holding a grudge... You know... the dragon clan are all stubborn... and they will never give up until one is dead..." Lu Xinzhai picked up the white box again and put it in Xiaolan's hand. Xiaolan looked at this young yet old man in confusion.

"This is for you... why are you putting it back?"

“That’s true… Those guys from the Dragon Clan… value the death of their loved ones the most… At least they die in front of them… Tsk tsk… But… It’s just a thought… Lan Luo can’t be killed by just practicing for a few years…” Xun Huangying motioned Xiao Lan to give him the white box. Xiao Lan glided in the air, holding the white box in both hands, and flew in front of Xun Huangying.

"I don't know how the little master is doing... Lord Xunhuangying is really not in a hurry at all..." Xiaolan complained a little, while Xunhuangying put his hoof on Xiaolan's face and pushed her away impatiently.

Little Blue Face flew to Lu Xinzhai's side with her hands on her hips, looking angry.

"Oh... this dragon ball has dimmed... How come... Ao Guang's bloodline... is broken... No way... Ao Chen's son is dead?" Xun Huangying looked at the small white bead. If this bead was compared to an eye, then those tiger-like patterns were like deep cataracts, blocking the entire eye and making it impossible to see anything clearly.

"Calculated based on age... it should be about the same... After all, there aren't many acquaintances left among those who survived Sanqian..." Lu Xinzhai also felt a little regretful.

"It's terrible... What happened outside?" Xun Huangying suddenly jumped up with full energy, searching for something in the pile of rare treasures. "It's hard to say... But it will definitely not develop in a good direction. Now the space-time phenomena have overlapped a little... I have vaguely felt that many people's memories have some fragments that shouldn't appear. Take Erica for example, she obviously has some memories that shouldn't exist... Although those memories are intermittent and there is no clue, they are definitely in a certain reincarnation... Remaining in Chang Yufeng and preserved... This is not a good sign..." Lu Xinzhai pondered and touched the angry Xiaolan's head with his hand to comfort her.

"You mean... Chang Yufeng, that kid... retains the memories of other people from the previous reincarnation? How is that possible? This is unscientific!" Xun Huangying stopped again and looked at Lu Xinzhai's guess, obviously a little surprised.

"Science? There's really no way to explain it... But what is certain is that this phenomenon must exist, and it's definitely not just Erica... In fact... everyone he comes into contact with now, as long as he has had contact with them before, may have transferred the remaining memories to those people's heads intentionally or unintentionally..." Lu Xinzhai touched his beard and looked at Xun Huangying with some doubts: "You say... Is there something wrong? Chang Yufeng is indeed a different child."

“Of course... the little master is the master’s child... the master is now a quasi-god, so he must be extraordinary.” Xiao Lan put her hands on her hips, and when she heard the good words about her little master, she held her head high and puffed out her chest in pride.

"That's true... His parents are both powerful enough... It's normal to have some strange and supernatural powers... But... I feel it's not that simple... When I passed my skills to him that day, I was also a little surprised... What is the limit of this person's endurance... He must not hate me just because of my words... Being able to withstand three kinds of skills is already far beyond Yilong Zhi... Maybe... This kid is a bottomless pit? If I hand all my skills to him... Maybe he can bear it all..." Xun Huangying closed the white box and threw the bead aside easily. Xiao Lan saw it and hurriedly took it. He flew to the side of Lu Xinzhai and placed the white box as he did just now.

"But... your skills... he doesn't seem to be learning... he just keeps using the Six Paths of Bailing Mountain..." Lu Xinzhai shook his head: "If this continues... I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing... This kid is as stubborn as a bull, isn't he?"

"Who cares... Kung Fu... is originally a thing for killing people... As long as I can defeat the enemy, not to mention killing him, but making him convinced, that's enough... You can use my gift if you want... I don't care about it..." Xun Huangying continued to search, he buried his head, Xiao Lan crossed his arms again, and said unhappily, Hum! I care about it!
"Hey... I have one more thing... Why... is this life so weird... It feels like everything that should happen has happened ahead of time... Even the order is completely messed up... There is no longer that sense of regularity in time... Could it be related to that kid Chang Yufeng? I have to talk to him clearly and tell him not to do anything weird again... It's easy to deal with the Time and Space Administration, but it will be very troublesome to correct history... If it can't be corrected by then... Mei Qingzi, that little old lady, will ask me to drink again... That would be more painful than killing me... You know... drinking is bad for your health."

Xun Huangying threw all the small things behind him, not caring whether they would break or get damaged, he just threw them on the gold bricks of Jinque.

"You, if Ms. Qingzi knew you called her like that, she would jump out of the Time Box and punch you, right?" Lu Xinzhai laughed.

"Lord Xunhuangying... haven't you found the magic weapon to shield this place yet? What if the young master is found by those bad guys?" Xiao Lan flew to the middle of Lu Xinzhai and Xunhuangying, and turned to them while speaking. She spun her hands as if she was dancing.

"But... I forgot where I put that thing... I have searched 30 palaces... Such a big room! I have never stopped..." Xun Huangying dragged out the word and shrugged his little hoof in annoyance.

"So... wouldn't it have been better if it was classified when it was built..." Although Xiao Lan said this, she still leaned towards Lu Xinzhai.

"These things... are all brought here as soon as I think of them... At that time, I collected all kinds of things... I really don't know how to classify them..." Xunhuangying scratched his head, without looking at Xiaolan, but staring at something. It was a black sword, and only the sword end was at the bottom of the pile. He stretched out his hand and pulled it, and the sword also resonated with a buzzing sound.

"I miss it... I yearn for the days in heaven..." Xun Huangying smiled contemptuously and threw the sword on the ground again. There were some purple tassels on the black sword. Of course, all the swords in these three thousand palaces are treasures and are definitely not ordinary items.

"So... it was so good back then... I wasn't as tired as I am now... I just went around collecting gifts from others..."

"Is that collecting? That's blatant robbery, isn't it?" Lu Xinzhai joked from the side and also helped to slowly throw something into the "garbage dump" behind Xun Huangying.

"May I ask how many people in this world can be your rivals? The request to give you a gift if they can't beat you has caused many arrogant people to fall flat on their faces..."

"So what? They want me to give them something after they lose?"

Xun Huangying is also stubborn and he and Lu Xinzhai are teasing each other back and forth.

“You can’t say that... But... it was at that time that you were schemed against by others... You can also be considered to have learned a lesson... Hahaha..." Lu Xinzhai laughed and threw away the "garbage" happily.

"So... what are you looking for? It seems very important... but you two don't seem to be in a hurry." Xiao Lan also joined in, but it was obvious that she couldn't carry those big things, so she took the light ones.

"A key..." Xun Huangying explained without hesitation the reason for such a hard search.

"If you want to break other people's shielding methods, you must either break it or open it like unlocking a lock... This key can open any spell in the world that imprisons the same kind of spell. Open the door from the inside."

"Oh... when we were on the last floor... I seemed to see a key... I wonder if it was that one..."

Xiao Lan's words made the two of them stand in awe.

"Why didn't you say so earlier! Stinky fish!"

Xunhuangying collapsed to the ground again.

"Stupid teammates...Stupid teammates...If anything happens to Chang Yufeng because we took so long to find him, you can just cry..."

"Ah... Lord Xun Huangying, you didn't tell me! I was the one who asked..."

Xiao Lan felt aggrieved, anxious, and even cried.

"Every failure makes you wiser. How ridiculous..." Xun Huangying continued Lu Xinzhai's topic and smiled with some contempt.

He rose, then stood.

“No one can find wisdom from real mistakes…it’s just a matter of experience. If you see it often, it’s not strange. If it’s strange, it’s rare.”

(End of this chapter)