Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 251
After Qin'er left, Mi Luo, who was a little free, also contacted some of Yun Hualin's old friends.

Speaking of which, Madam Hu, who lives near Yunhualin, practiced a certain method with the Qisha Patriarch. Her companion treasure, the Thousand-faced Butterfly, is an existence that can affect concepts. From a certain point of view , can also be regarded as the Lisha that can correspond to the ancestor of the Shangqisha.

After receiving Mi Luo's letter, Yun Hualin's spiritual cultivator Hongxiu immediately dispatched Ling Shuang, who was related to Mi Luo, to find Mi Luo.

Looking at the young man who was only covered in snow white and surrounded by deep cold air, Mi Luo frowned slightly and asked, "Why did Hongxiu let you out?"

"Hongxiu said that things are important, and I'm a little bored, so let me come."

Ling Shuang paused every word, and was more stern than when he went out with Mi Luo. Seeing this, Mi Luo couldn't help but lowered his body, observed the young man carefully, and said with a frown: "Your breath is not right, what happened? something?"

Ling Shuang glanced at Lin Yangxin upon hearing this.

"Talk slowly."

Seeing this, Lin Yangxin immediately knew what Ling Shuang was worried about, so he left very consciously and set up a barrier.

Seeing this, Ling Shuang was still not at ease, and raised her hand to release streams of cold air, freezing the surrounding space.

Mi Luo's pupils contracted slightly. Although Mi Luo had some guesses about Ling Shuang's accompanying treasure, he was not very clear.

Back then, when Hongxiu introduced Ling Shuang, he said that Ling Shuang was conceived by snow lotus, with a scent of cold fragrance, which can purify filth and freeze poisonous gas. The coldness contained in the body became more and more powerful, and ordinary creatures could not contact him at all.

At that time, Mi Luo guessed that Ling Shuang's accompanying treasure might be something of cold attribute.

But now, Mi Luo looked at the frozen void around him, and he could already guess that Ling Shuang's accompanying treasure, like the red sleeve, was a metaphysical concept, but he didn't know whether it was frozen or frozen.

Ling Shuang was far from Qin'er's ability to perceive words and expressions, so he was naturally unaware of Mi Luo's emotional changes. He said flatly: "Hongxiu asked me to give this to you."

Saying that, Ling Shuang took out a red ginseng fruit from her sleeve, Mi Luo immediately knew the efficacy of it after taking it.

Using force with his fingertips, he easily crushed the ginseng fruit, the juice inside would evaporate naturally as soon as it touched the air, turning into an illusory shadow, appearing in front of Mi Luo.

"Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Red Sleeve."

Seeing Hongxiu, Mi Luo bowed his hands and gave a slight salute. He had already seen that the phantom in front of him was just a little bit of Hongxiu's spirit. He had the consciousness of Hongxiu, but it couldn't exist for a long time. After explaining things, it would naturally dissipate.

When Hongxiu saw Mi Luo, he was a little surprised.

As a distraction, Hongxiu's essence and eyesight have not disappeared. It can be seen that Mi Luo's cultivation has broken through the level of condensed truth and reached the mysterious light state.

"I heard that Miao Youzong produced a genius who condensed profound light before he was a hundred years old. Now it seems that it is you, Fellow Daoist Mi Luo! From this point of view, I may not be able to catch up, but I am overwhelmed."

What Hongxiu said didn't start and end, which made Mi Luo a little confused. He asked curiously, "Did something happen to Yunhualin? Or is Madam Hu in danger and needs my help?"

"Fellow Daoist Hu has nothing to do, I just waited for something to happen to Yun Hualin."

Hongxiu paused, looked at Mi Luo and said, "I don't know, Fellow Daoist Mi Luo, do you know that there is a illusory realm under me, Yun Hualin?"

"Uncle Yun told me about this matter, but I'm not very clear about the specific situation."

Mi Luo's answer made Hongxiu dumbfounded: "Don't you know? I don't know if I can explain the cause and effect of the matter clearly with my little intelligence. Forget it, I can tell you as much as I can. If I don't finish it in the end, Or if you don’t understand something, I’d like to trouble you to go back to the sect and ask Yun Changkong, and then tell him that the Great Illusory Realm below Yun Hualin is showing signs of collapse again, and I’m afraid it won’t last long.”

Seeing Mi Luo nodding, Hong Xiucai told him about the origin of the illusory realm below Yun Hualin.

"Speaking of which, Madam should have asked you to bring back a fragment of a small illusory realm. I don't know if you still have the impression?"

"That illusory realm has been introduced into the earth's veins, which has filled a lot with the inspiration and vitality of the place where I practiced."

After finishing speaking, Mi Luo looked at Hongxiu and said, "That fragment is from the illusory realm below Yunhua Forest?"

"Exactly."

Hongxiu nodded and said: "Since you have analyzed the fragments of that side, I guess you also have some guesses about the situation of that side of the Illusory Realm. When this side of the Illusory Realm was just docked with Yun Hualin, it was still normal inside, but the decline of the whole world Irreversible. And the volume of the illusory realm is too large, even if the Hanxia leylines are forcibly introduced, it may cause terrain changes."

"Besides, because the power retained in that too illusory territory is not too weak, and the consciousness of creatures is preserved intact, with a normal ecological structure and humanistic system. Therefore, Madam is not willing to forcibly smash it into pieces and integrate it into the ground veins in batches. "

Hearing this, Mi Luo frowned slightly: "If you don't want to shatter the Illusory Realm, then the best choice is to completely analyze the Illusory Realm and let it naturally blend into the Hanxia Land Vein."

"Other than that, I'm afraid I can only carefully analyze the illusory realm in batches, and extradite it to Hanxia land bit by bit. It's just that there will inevitably be problems with this move..."

Speaking of this, Mi Luo couldn't help recalling his experience in the illusory realm of Hua Sheng's side.

Now that I think about it, the scene painted by the painting saint may not be completely real. The illusory realm he is carrying is probably just a shadow, or a certain area.

At the beginning, Yun Changkong's disciple, Yun Yangqing, the fifth in the eleventh generation of Miao Youzong's true biography, was probably also misunderstood in the process of pulling the fragments of the illusion and integrating them into the Hanxia land vein because he could not fully analyze the fragments of the illusory realm. prick.

Speaking of which, it was no wonder that Yun Changkong was reluctant to mention Yun Yangqing's matter.

It can also explain Yun Yangqing's current special state.

And although Hongxiu opposite Mi Luo wanted to make Mi Luo think again, but her spirit separation could not support her to do so.

Hongxiu's figure had already started to fade, so he could only interrupt Mi Luo's thinking, and continued: "Thinking about it, you also know what happened later, because of that incident, there have been certain problems in the void of Fang Taixu's illusion, plus The slight conflict with Hanxia's land veins, the speed of collapse is getting faster and faster. It has reached the point where it is difficult to deal with it, and now I am relying on my wife to support me, so I want Ling Shuang to come to you and ask Yun Changkong for help..."

When she said these words, the red sleeves kept dissipating, so she had to speed up her tone and say as much as possible, but in the end she found that she couldn't finish talking, so she could only turn her head to look at Ling Shuang and said: "Ling Shuang, Outside, remember to listen to Mi Luo more, don't mess around on your own, and..."

Hongxiu completely disappeared, and Ling Shuang looked away from the place where she disappeared, looking at Mi Luo.

Eyes as pure as ice and snow, with a faint streamer, and thin lips opened and closed, asking: "What shall we do next?"

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(End of this chapter)