I live in Dayu Changsheng

Chapter 169, Goddess

Putting away the picture scroll, Fang Rui found that Yu Yunlan's pretty face, which was as cold as jade, was extremely pale at this moment, and his breath fluctuated faintly.

The woman herself didn't realize it, seeing Fang Rui's pupils flicker slightly, as if touched, a gleam of envy flashed in the depths of her eyes.

"What price do you have to pay for the art of spiritual touch?" Fang Rui asked with a frown.

Just now because of the involvement of the third lady, he was so emotional that he ignored this point. Now that he thinks about it, it is not a simple matter of living things and living things.

At least, he couldn't do it.

"The domain degenerates, a ray of heaven and soul." Yu Yunlan replied.

She has two skills in painting creatures, one is to give spirits, and the other is to tap spirits.

The technique of empowering spirits is to temporarily grant power to activate the emotions enshrined in the paintings when the artist paints, making them manifest for a moment, such as the painting of frogs on lotus leaves.

What is consumed is nothing more than a little bit of spiritual power that contains the attribute of good fortune.

But the technique of tapping spirits is to forcibly sublimate the obsessions and emotions in the painting, creating an independent and brand-new creature, just like the painting of the three ladies just now, which has already involved the mystery of good fortune.

Even if Yu Yunlan practiced "San Qing Jiu Zhuan Gong", when she was born in Xuanyu, the realm was the realm of good fortune, and the dead matter can be activated, such things are not something she can do in her current realm.

She was able to do this thanks to the Tianxin body, which was infused with a ray of Tianxin soul - the Tianxin soul is the origin of the Tianxin body, and only this ray of Tianxin soul will take many years to recover. .

This is also the reason why Yu Yunlan did not agree to Fang Rui's request before, and was silent for a while.

"Why?" Fang Rui sighed.

How could he make Yu Yunlan pay such a price!
'Now, the favor is too great. 'Fang Rui thought to himself.

He doesn't like to owe favors, but if this matter comes up again, even if he knows all this in advance, as long as Yu Yunlan doesn't refuse, he will probably choose to do so.

Yu Yunlan's cold eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts, and she shook her head slightly: "What happened that day... make up for it."

The implication is that Fang Rui doesn't need to feel indebted because of this matter.

"This……"

Fang Rui didn't know what to say.

Yu Yunlan was not at fault for what happened that day, why should he make up for it?
He found that this woman was different from ordinary people, and her mind was too sharp.

'Maybe it's origin, experience...'

In the past, Fang Rui didn't want to know about this, it had nothing to do with him, but now he hesitated for a while and asked, "Your Daoist Yu has been in Shenjing?"

"Go out three times."

Yu Yunlan paused for a moment, and added: "Clean up the deceitful domain."

"Then... how to get to Shenjing?"

"When I was three years old, the head of the previous generation of Zixiao Pavilion, my master, determined the position of the next generation of Tianxin Xuannv, and took him to Shenjing."

"and then?"

"Practice."

"anything else?"

Yu Yunlan gave him a strange look, as if he felt that the expression was not clear enough: "Keep practicing."

"Then... do you have any friends?"

"none."

Fang Rui fell silent.

In just a few words, he has roughly understood Yu Yunlan's past.

Because of the Tianxin body, she became the contemporary Tianxin Xuannv, living in Shenjing, just like Chang'e living in Guanghan, trapped in a place.

Due to factors such as massive luck, her own physique, and martial arts, she has cultivated to a very high level in a short period of time. Since then, she can clearly see her heart and the world.

Because of this, I have seen too many people who are flattering and flattering because of power, fairy appearance, or just, in Zixiao Pavilion, all kinds of subordinates...

In such a big city, there is no friend, or even someone who can talk.

'It is also because of this novel experience that I fought side by side with her in the Shenmu Mansion that she regarded me as a friend? '

Fang Rui faintly realized: "My estrangement in the future will make her sad, and only then will I say the words of compensation today." '

But from Yu Yunlan's standpoint, what did he do wrong?

Nothing.

She shoulders the responsibility of guarding a world, which has been consistent for a hundred years, and has become an obsession, or in other words, a certain meaning of existence.

Under such circumstances, how can you be so demanding and let the world take unnecessary risks for one person?

If Yu Yunlan did something wrong, shouldn't Fang Rui be honest?Is it necessary to put it in a more gentle way?Or, did not use justice for moral kidnapping?
"Ugh!"

Fang Rui sighed, and said to himself, "This girl looks like a cold fairy, but in reality... she's just a lonely and autistic girl." '

Well, Yu Yunlan's lifespan is [-] years in Xuanyu and [-] years in heaven, mind and body. Yu Yunlan, who lives a total of [-] years, is only in his early [-]s now, so it doesn't seem too exaggerated to call her a young girl.

Thinking of this, Fang Rui felt inexplicably softer.

Of course, just sympathy, nothing else.

Fang Rui sat down across from him, and said solemnly, "You Daoist Yu is very powerful, and the scroll painting was a success. I am very satisfied, thank you."

Although Yu Yunlan said that there is no need to remember favors, is he that kind of person?Compensation will be given in due course.

"It's not my work, the emotion and obsession in the painting are very strong."

What Yu Yunlan meant was: this is not just her own ability, this painting has placed extremely strong feelings and obsessions, and the combination of the two can have such an effect.

"How long can the painting spirit last after such enlightenment?"

Although Yu Yunlan said before that tapping a spirit can last a long time, Fang Rui didn't think that painting a spirit could lead to longevity—he already knew that the fruit of longevity is far from cheap.

"This persistence is so strong that it will last for about a hundred years. However, if the person in the painting or the painter does not lose his obsession and continues to provide emotions, he can continue to retain it."

Yu Yunlan paused at this point: "In the Zixiao Pavilion, there is a patriarch whose painting spirit has survived for 360 years. On the day the ancestor died, the painting spirit chose to die."

It sounds like a very romantic thing.

However, Fang Rui's attention was not here: "So, this painting binds me, as long as I don't die, it can gain immortality in disguise, unless... I change my mind!" '

'But one day, if I change my mind, then I am not me anymore, even if my soul is evergreen and my body is not old, it is equivalent to death. '

Regarding Hualing, he asked some more questions, and he finally figured it out.

The obsession of the person in the painting and the painter is equivalent to the foundation of the painting spirit, as long as it is continuously provided, it will not die.

However, painting spirits can also eat 'text and ink breath', 'spiritual power', 'air luck' and the like.

It's just that the former is like oxygen, the foundation of existence; the latter are probably equivalent to snacks, and you won't die if you don't eat them. Eating them is probably equivalent to...entertainment, pastime.

'In the future, you can buy more calligraphy and paintings, and also feed spiritual energy... Well, the spiritual energy is polluted, this is not good, let's feed it the origin of Chaos Dragon Balls! '

Fang Rui thought to himself.

"The patriarch once said that although the painting spirit is influenced by the people and scenery in the painting, it is an independent individual, not a substitute or shadow of someone."

Yu Yunlan seemed to see something, and said suddenly.

"I understand."

Fang Rui shook his head and smiled, how could he not know that Hualing is not the third lady.

"The spirit in this painting, what should I say about her? I just consider her...a new and old friend." He said softly.

"A friend?"

Yu Yunlan's cold eyes flashed, and she suddenly stared into Fang Rui's eyes, and asked earnestly, "Then... are we friends?"

"Yes." Fang Rui thought for a while, then answered cautiously.

heard.

The corners of Yu Yunlan's mouth curled into a slight arc, such a shallow smile, at this time when the golden sky is sinking and the night is turning, it seems to brighten up the dim light around, which amazes the time.

On the treetops, in the silver-plate-like full moon, there seemed to be Fairy Guanghan dancing, but compared to her, she seemed to be three points inferior.

'Autumn water is the god, jade is the bone, ice and snow are the skin and the moon is the soul. '

Fang Rui looked at it appreciatively, then retracted his gaze without any extra thoughts.

A moment of silence.

The tranquility at this time is different from the past when the two were alone, as if there is a gap, similar to the cold war, deserted, uncomfortable, and subconsciously want to end; at this time, the gap is gone, it seems that there is more tacit understanding, tranquility, and peace of mind. There is a relaxed state of mind.

"Just now, is the woman in the painting your lover?" Yu Yunlan asked suddenly.

Since she was a friend, she thought that she would take the initiative to get to know Fang Rui, but she didn't know about it, so it was not suitable for her to ask such intimate matters right away.

——Even though they can read people's hearts, they are clumsy and cute when they really get along.

Fortunately, Fang Rui didn't care, he already knew the nature of Yu Yunlan's social rookie.

"Yes." He nodded slightly.

"Can you tell me about her?"

Yu Yunlan asked curiously.

At this moment, she is really curious, and does not cultivate her heart for the world of mortals. She is so thoughtful and eager, and the coldness on her body has faded by three points, and she is more like a girl next door.

"How should this be said?"

Fang Rui sighed, his eyes showed the color of memory: "We met in a small town, and life was very hard at that time..."

In the calm evening wind, he finished telling the story of the third lady, and immediately there was another moment of silence.

Yu Yunlan seemed to appreciate it, and after a while, said: "Her life is very happy."

"perhaps."

Fang Rui took off the gourd from his waist and raised it to his mouth, but he didn't drink it.

He thought of the season when the grass grew and the warblers flew, and the third lady left in his arms. Even though it had been so long, every time he recalled it, there was still a dull pain in a certain part of his chest.

"You're a good person."

"Probably...not counting."

Fang Rui smiled wryly, and was about to say something when he turned his head and met Shangyu Yunlan's clear eyes in the dim light.

Some people say that one eye determines a lifetime, and hazy emotions are most likely to arise when looking at each other.

Just in time.

The breeze was strong, and there was a pool of ripples in the small pond in front of him.

"Let's go out tomorrow, and I'll take you around to have a look and understand the world of mortals."

Fang Rui took the initiative to speak, interrupting this state.

He is not the emotionally insensitive protagonist in the novels, he is like a piece of wood who doesn't know he is loved by others, on the contrary, he has an extremely keen mind, and when he detects the beginning of something, he will immediately stop it on his own initiative.

'My heart is too small after all, too small to fit a second person into it. '

Fang Rui knew that he had the hope of gaining Yu Yunlan's favor, and after that, he could brazenly comfort himself, which was helping the other party refine his heart.

Yes, others have no hope, but he has this hope.

One, those people didn't have the chance to get along with Yu Yunlan for a long time, but Fang Rui did; two, when they got along, their status was equal.

Yu Yunlan has a keen mind, and she can't hide any lies or attempts from her, and Fang Rui can't do it either, but he just needs to be himself, get along with him normally, and it's not difficult to get his love.

After all, apart from excluding Tianxin's body, Xuanyu's cultivation base, and seeing through people's hearts, she is just an emotional novice, very ignorant and pure.

Obtaining Yu Yunlan's heart, not only can you get "sex", but you can also use this feeling as a ladder to let her help overthrow Dayu and fix the world.

Fang Rui didn't even need to think about it, as long as he didn't take the initiative, refuse, or take responsibility, everything would fall into place.

but.

Fang Rui just didn't want to do that!
One is, the bottom line of the heart.

Two...

"Feelings are red threads, which bind both ends, bind others, and bind themselves as well!" '

Fang Rui sighed secretly.

"it is good."

Yu Yunlan noticed that Fang Rui had the intention of "let's stop here for today's chat", so he left immediately, and also needed to sort out the inexplicable mood just now.

After she left.

call!
Fang Rui let out a breath, took out the painting scroll of the three ladies, unfolded it, first a bright moon rose from it, and then, the three ladies in the painting disappeared.

Swish!
Not more than one foot tall, the light and shadow painting spirit whose whole body is composed of crystal blue particles dances and flies out.

"Your name? Just call it... Nian'er!"

"Eep!"

Hua Ling tilted her head, as if she was thinking about it. For some reason, this name made her very happy instinctively, and she happily spun around in mid-air.

"Xiao Nian'er, come here!"

Fang Rui stretched out his hand to touch it.

Swish!
A hint of cunning flashed across her crystal-clear eyes, as if she was playing a game, she ran away in a flash.

"Ugh!"

Fang Rui smiled helplessly, took out a strand of Chaos Dragon Ball Origin from the spirit ring with his backhand, and threw it over: "See how this snack is, is it delicious?"

"Yeah!"

Xiao Nian'er flew to catch the source of the chaotic dragon ball like a ray of light, as if picking up a heavy object, her whole body suddenly fell down, and let out a low exclamation.

The origin of the chaotic dragon ball is very cute when compared with her small body.

a while.

She wobbled and flew high again, looked at the source of the Chaos Dragon Ball in her arms, thought for a while, seemed to have sensed the smell of food, tried to take a bite, and then her big glass-like eyes lit up Now, let out a childish and joyful voice like a child: "It's delicious."

"Hahaha, as long as you like it."

Fang Rui smiled, looked at Xiao Nian'er, as if seeing a small third lady, feeding her, it was like raising the third lady.

He shook his head, sat down on the white jade railing, and drank wine with a gourd in his hand.

"Yeah!"

Seeing that Fang Rui stopped catching her, Xiao Nian'er probed her head, flew over by herself, sat on Fang Rui's shoulder, dangling her calf, and from time to time, took a bite of the long strand of Chaos Dragon Ball in her arms.

Maybe it's because of the same appearance as the third lady, or maybe it's the emotion that the third lady has poured into the painting for many years. At this time, Xiao Nian'er is beside her, and there seems to be the whisper of the third lady in her ear, whispering to him Private talk.

Fang Rui's mind became extremely peaceful at this moment.

Jingle bells!

As night falls, the bright moon hangs high, and two or three stars twinkle. In the evening wind, the clear and crisp wind chimes reverberate, spreading far and far away for a long time.

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(End of this chapter)