Campus belle's cultivation master

It's a fantasy.

Human imagination is so rich that it is often the first to draw a blueprint in one's mind before reaching a place. So that when the body touches the ground, it will print the imagination and reality, and come to the conclusion of joy or disappointment.

Naturally, Lin Yu is no exception. His imaginary fantasy should be dreamlike and vast, with green grass and colorful fallen flowers. Maybe when you close your eyes and hold your breath, you can still hear the wonderful song of the elves

result......

Lin Yu stood in silence, looking up at the boundless yellow sand, a little confused.

After a long time, he asked strangely: "here... Is the fantasy?"

To be honest, it's neither mysterious nor empty. It's like coming to the vast Taklimakan Desert. The surface is covered with fine yellow sand, and the sky is full of yellow. There are traces of sandstorm everywhere. Neither the sun nor the moon can be seen.

Don't say it's grass and larch, even the withered and yellow weeds can't be seen!

Even the heavy prison at the top of Tu mountain in Tian LAN Zong is also a dilapidated small space. Is the environment bad enough? Jiang Shifa, as a half god, nearly lost his life after being locked up there for decades, but there is grass in the prison!

What's the meaning of xuanxu dreamland? Sand! It's all sand!

Lin Yu was puzzled that there was not even a hair in this broken place. You were hiding in Fengming mountain. Who were you fooling all day?

Ji Mengchen half kneels, will white jade hand into the hot sand, white pretty face has no expression.

About ten seconds later, she slowly raised her hand, and the fine grains of sand slid down from her long fingers and dispersed in the warm wind. Until now, she just showed a trace of melancholy.

The temperature of this space is very high, the air is dry, roughly estimated to be at least 40 degrees. Even if the strong man of inner strength cultivation is here, he will feel uncomfortable, let alone ordinary people.

Lin Yu raised his foot and gazed at the footprints on the sand. He felt them for a moment and nodded slightly

"The concentration of aura is not bad. It's almost the same as that of the end of the law. This kind of environment is really incredible."

"A long time ago, it wasn't like that." Ji Mengchen Yingying got up and sighed softly, "thousands of years have passed in a hurry. The fairyland of the past has been reduced to today's desolation."

Lin Yusi measured for a while, and seriously asked: "you... Deforestation?"

After all, the girl's home is clean. Ji Mengchen is taking out a handkerchief to wipe her palm. She is stunned when she hears his words, and turns her eyes: "there are other reasons."

"Let's go." Then she went straight ahead.

Lin Yu followed her. Although the environment was worse, it was nothing for the two peak demigods. Even Lin Yu felt vaguely that depending on the aura concentration of this small space, if Jiang Shifa was locked in for decades, he would be more comfortable.

After about half an hour, Lin Yu casually asked, "how big is the space?"

Ji Mengchen replied: "at our present speed, it only takes one day and two nights to run through."

Lin Yu measured it secretly, but he was still shocked. This space is not very impressive. In terms of area, it is worth half of Jiangnan.

No one can answer how much broken space there is in the world. All over the world, the news that a certain plane or ship is missing for no reason will come out. Some of them are mystified by the media, and a few of them have encountered the border and strayed into the broken space on the other side. The most striking example is the "Baimu triangle" which is well known to women and children.

All the broken space, without exception, is the collapse of the original world system. Most of them are crushed by the turbulent flow of space, thus vanishing. It's quite rare to see such a large piece of broken space as xuanxu dreamland.

Since ancient times, there have been illusions about other spaces in China, such as the underworld, the demon world, and even the 33rd heaven in heaven, all of which are independent of their own living space. The ancestors stubbornly believe that the dead have not really passed away, their souls can enter another space through Naihe bridge and santuchuan, and then go through reincarnation, and then return to the human world to obtain a new life.

It's for life and death.

This kind of thinking is more like a kind of romanticism for ancestors to miss their lost relatives and friends, which is quite dreamy.

But Lin Yu knew that it was all fake.

What's more, the soul of ordinary people?

The world is only so big and the time is only so long. It can't last forever.

Lin Yu was silent for a while, then asked, "what is the shape of this space?"

Space has its own shape, such as the world that the complete space body, must be spherical. There is no doubt that all complete space is a perfect sphere.

And the broken space after the collapse of the world system is full of strange things. For example, the heavy prison under Tianlan sect is like a twisted caterpillar in a narrow shape.

It is of great significance for Lin Yu to understand the shape of space, so that he can get a preliminary perception to face the unpredictable danger.

Ji Mengchen replied indifferently: "square."

Lin Yu was stunned: "the sky is round, the place is round?"

"Well, this is the ancestral place of our family, and it is also the foundation of the royal family of the Western Zhou Dynasty. If you really doubt the origin of the ancients' world outlook of" heaven is round and place ", I don't have much opinion." Ji Mengchen's face softened a lot, and his voice was pleasant. "Don't walk around, occasionally you can bump into the space turbulence."

No one can run away from the turbulence of space, and the peak demigod is no exception. It's a hidden danger in a broken space, like an unpredictable storm on the ocean.

Lin Yu nodded and couldn't help sighing

The descendants of the royal family of the Zhou Dynasty are really extraordinary. As rulers who have lasted for 800 years, their thoughts have obviously been integrated into the whole of China for a long time. Modern people laugh at the ancients for thinking that the sky is round and the earth is square. How can they really understand the source?

For human beings who lived in a mysterious and illusory world thousands of years ago, there is no problem with a round sky and a round place, and they also abide by the truth they believe in.

"And the time?" Lin Yu continued to ask, "what's the timeline like here?"

Ji Mengchen frowned: "the same as the world between people."

"That's true." Lin Yu nodded as expected, and his eyes twinkled slightly.

The time line is parallel to the outside world. In other words, one day here, the world is also one day, I really don't know whether it is deliberate or coincidence.

Lin Yu grabbed it in the void and asked in a low voice, "is there a spirit pulse here too..."

Unexpectedly, Ji Mengchen finally got impatient and raised her eyebrows: "Lin Zixuan, does anyone say you are a talker?"

"Ah?" Lin Yu blinked and was surprised.

Talking tuberculosis? It's incredible that this kind of word can be used in him. For those people who often get along with each other, they will only blame him for being too stuffy and not very talkative.

So he simply replied, "No."

"Well, it seems that you only show enthusiasm for what you are interested in." Ji Mengchen said with a low smile, "but you're really a little annoyed. It's like you're a jerk who has no words to talk to and has a shy face to chat up with girls."

Lin Yu

Before and after, there are not a few words together, right? And it's all about business. It's called chat up? Chat up your sister!

Ji Mengchen saw that he didn't say a word, then asked: "how? Angry? "

"No Lin Yu left his mouth and said, "I just found that you feel good about yourself and take yourself seriously."

"Oh, mean man, it's true to say that you have to pay back and have a small stomach." Ji Mengchen retorts.

The two of them just have a chat, sarcasm each other, walking in the boundless desert, but don't feel bored.

Time flies until a mottled stone tablet appears in front of it.

It stands there abruptly, half of it has been buried in yellow sand, the body of the tablet is cracked, the handwriting is mottled, and it has been devastated by the years. But from Lin Yu's point of view, compared with this dilapidated space, the age of the stone tablet should be very small, never more than 300 years.

Lin Yu raised his eyes and looked around. Except for this stone tablet, he didn't find anything else. It was still the long yellow sand. So that the appearance of this thing is so abrupt, if you take a picture and record it, if you are seen by someone who doesn't know it, you will definitely think it was synthesized later.

He asked seriously, "where is this place?"

"Here..." Ji Mengchen's white fingertips caressed the rebuttal veins on the surface of the stone tablet, and immediately sat down and said, "this is the last oasis."

Lin Yu was silent for a long time.

For a moment, he almost doubted whether he was going to participate in the visit activities promoted by a large environmental protection organization, until he saw the inscription on the stone tablet:

"If you have the people, you will benefit them. Today, Rong and di are fighting against each other, taking our land and our people as the basis. What's the difference between being in me and being in that? If the people want to fight with me and kill their father and son, they can't bear it. "

In the sand, you can see that the last line of small words is: Sun Gong worships his father in his later life.

Lin Yu was slightly stunned. He suddenly realized it. He gently nodded his head and said, "gongzhufu refers to the king of Zhou. This is a sentence in Sima Qian's historical records."

"You're not stupid." Ji Mengchen smiles, "but Gugong is the Xibo monarch, the grandfather of King Wen, and the founder of the king industry of the Zhou Dynasty. What's so surprising about our family's memorial service to our ancestors... "

As she spoke, she grabbed a handful of yellow sand: "long ago, it was an oasis of green vegetation, with scattered houses and gurgling water. At that time, the statues of Gu Gong were also there, but now they are all buried under the sand. "

Lin Yu put his hand on the stone tablet and said with a smile: "the king is the master of merits in history. I can understand a lot of things by praising his poems."

"Oh?" Ji Mengchen raised her pretty face and looked at him a little unexpectedly. Suddenly she felt that Lin Zixuan was much smarter than she thought, "what do you understand?"

"According to historical records, Taiwang was the leader of the tribe in the ancient Zhou Dynasty. When he was on duty in the period of wu-b of yin and Shang Dynasties, the northwest army and di invaded repeatedly, and the people could not bear to be disturbed. So the king led the people of Ji surname, two thousand Cheng, to the Zhouyuan under Qizhou through Qishui. He reformed the customs, reclaimed wasteland, and established the vassal state, which was recognized by the king of Shang. Thus, it laid the foundation for the later King Wen and King Wu to destroy business. " Lin Yu's expression was not smiling. "If I expected it to be right, in the old days, the people led by the king traveled and migrated. It was not Zhouyuan that first arrived, but here?"

Ji Mengchen's pretty face changed slightly, her eyes suddenly became cool, she pursed her lips and said in a low voice: "Lin Zixuan, has anyone ever reminded you. It's too clever to be lucky

Lin Yu's careless smile doesn't take Ji Mengchen's words seriously at all.

He finally understood why xuanxu dreamland was called the ancestral land of Ji family in Qizhou, and Ji Yanhuai was very reluctant to let him in. This dilapidated small space seems to be desolate and worthless, but it absolutely hides the 800 year foundation of the great Zhou Dynasty.

"You can rest assured that I am not interested in these things, and I will no doubt inquire about the secrets of the Ji family." Wutong, I only need. Lin Yu slowly stretched out a hand to Ji Mengchen, "how far do we have to go before we can see that tree?"

Ji Mengchen stares at the palm of the other side's hand, and knows that this is the olive branch to protect the cooperation between the two sides. The meaning of form is far greater than the essence.

"There's still a long way to go." After pondering for a long time, she let Lin Yu pull herself up to show the sincerity of cooperation between the two sides.

However, Ji Mengchen looks at Lin Yu's eyes, but there is a little more fear out of thin air. The next time they talk, they will be on the alert. At first, she thought that Jiangnan linzixuan often thought of women's benevolence, but she was easily cheated by herself. Obviously, she was not a wise person, so she had a kind of affectation and cat and mouse mentality.

Until now, I realized that I was a little careless. This guy... Is not a fuel-efficient lamp. If she is careless and fails, where can she argue?

On the surface, the young men and women were friendly, but on the surface, they were suspicious of each other and set out on their way again.

This time, Lin Yu knew that he was getting closer to his destination just by virtue of the gradually rising temperature.

Gradually, where the desert connects with the sky, a red awn appears, just like dye, which dyes Ji Mengchen's white shirt red.

Lin Yu suddenly felt something in his heart. He noticed the weak flame in his pupils and trembled slightly out of his control

"This is the fire of Nirvana?" He thought to himself, "it seems to be interesting..."