At this time, Yingmi was listening to Yuan Jun narrating the whole process with saliva flying.
Yingmi was very angry.
"This Hall Master Zhao is obviously not a good person. He even wants my Phoenix Feather Crown. Is he worthy of it?"
"Little sister, you won't give it to him, right?"
"Give it to him? Give it to him, what the hell? Just wait. Oh, and where are that boy named Aze and Hongwu you mentioned earlier?"
"Look! Speak of the devil, and he'll appear."
Aze led Hongwu in with a serious face. Hongwu was crying with tears and snot.
"Where's Cang Lin?"
"You mean Xiaolin? He said he was tired and was resting in the house."
"rest?"
Aze let go of Hongwu and was about to walk into the house, but was stopped by Yuan Jun.
"Don't disturb him. Even if he's resting, he still has things to do. If not, go back first. I'll call you when he wakes up."
Aze also knew that this matter could not be rushed, so he had to persuade Hongwu to go back with him first.
Yingmi saw the blood oozing from Hongwu's back and felt extremely sympathetic. She quickly ran over and took out a bunch of bottles of medicine powder.
"Don't go, I'll find you some hemostatic powder."
"That's not necessary, young lady. Grandpa Kong has already given it to me. My brother is just worried and tired. He will be fine after a few days of rest."
After Aze finished speaking, Yingmi had to withdraw her hand.
"You take care of him, and then you take care of yourself, and that's how you defeat the bad guys."
After saying that, he quickly walked to Hongwu and stuffed all the medicine powder he had taken out into Hongwu's arms.
"These medicinal powders come in all kinds, so I'll give them to you for future use.
Grandpa Kong gave you the medicine powder, which was a great fortune, and the medicine is very effective."
After saying that, he took out a cloak from the storage ring and tied it on Hongwu.
Hongwu was very moved and asked excitedly.
"Girl, what's your name? If I have the chance one day, I will definitely help you without hesitation."
Yingmi burst out laughing.
"My name is Yingmi. Don't mention whether I will help you or not. I only know that we are in the same group. We share the good times and the bad times together."
Yingmi's lively and lovely appearance has always remained in Hongwu's heart, as well as Awen's
Cang Lin was actually meditating in the house. He entered the spiritual consciousness and saw that the old men and the Liangyi Pearl were getting along very harmoniously.
So far, I just feel that the Force is just a new kind of energy, which is higher in level than divine power and magic power.
What other differences there are have not been discovered yet, but one thing is that it is unique in the Warcraft continent, and this is its biggest advantage now.
Just now, he attached a trace of the Force to Master Zhao's hairpin. He wanted to try and see if he could sense it.
He used the Yin-Yang Pearl to pull it carefully, and seemed to sense that the strand of Force was about five hundred feet away from him, and was getting farther and farther away.
"Why!"
Cang Lin sighed, wishing that the Mirror of the World was still there, so he could see whatever he wanted.
As he was thinking, a picture seemed to appear before his eyes, a combination of reality and illusion, which caught him off guard.
He quickly closed his eyes again, and the picture became clearer. He seemed to see Master Zhao in a treasure house, but he couldn't see clearly what treasures were inside.
At this time, Hall Master Zhao took out a pair of huge objects from the storage ring, brown-red in color?
When Cang Lin wanted to see clearly what it was, the picture gradually became smaller and floated farther and farther away. Cang Lin hurried to chase it.
As I chased after it, the path became more and more familiar. Isn't this the path I always follow to find the source? The path that never ends?
This time, Cang Lin just followed the screen, not caring whether his eyes were open or not. He just wanted to see what Master Zhao was holding in his hand just now.
Closer and closer, the picture becomes closer, and the real scene in front of me becomes clearer.
The once dazzling sea of flowers now emits brilliant light and sways gracefully under the nourishment of energy.
Isn't this the ideal flower field? It turned out that I had come to this place. Judging from the current situation, these flowers not only refined divine power, but also seemed to refine magic power.
This is very interesting because half of the flowers evaporate black mist and half of the flowers evaporate golden mist.
In the picture, Master Zhao took out a pair of brown-red wings and plucked the feathers while cleaning the blood.
"The Magic Fragrance Pavilion will open tomorrow, and I'm the one who's going to provide the pavilion's secret dish. Luckily, the chicken is doing well and has grown up, otherwise I would have missed out on making a lot of money."
The scene appeared in a black water pond. This scene was not surprising to Cang Lin. He could guess that Zhao Man must have done something bad, but the only thing was what was this black pond.
He wanted to get closer and study it more, when he heard a voice coming from the side.
"Isn't this Zhao Quede still a bitch? Let Cang Lin use his dragon tail to knock him to the top of Shenfeng to enjoy himself."
Cang Lin looked in the direction of the sound, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"Qingsang?"
"who"
As soon as he finished speaking, Cang Lin opened his eyes.
He couldn't believe it. He seemed to see Qingsang, Qingyan's eccentric son.
How could it be in his spiritual consciousness? This time he saw clearly that there were two pools of spring water at the source, one was black, swirling with thick demonic energy, and the other was gold, emitting a hint of divine energy.
These two pools of water seemed to be his energy output source. The pools absorbed energy from the outside world, then converted it into pool water, and then transported it to the two old men.
The old men just wait to be fed every day, then gather the energy into the Liangyi Pearl and transfer it to the whole body.
Thinking of this, Cang Lin felt that he was too proud. It was just that this body had too many secrets, and he felt that any miracle could happen and it was understandable.
But what the hell is Qingsang's appearance? Qingsang is from his world, why would she appear and even be in his consciousness?
Cang Lin was unwilling to give up. He entered his spiritual consciousness again and continued to fly along the path of energy transmission.
However, he was not so lucky this time. Several times he opened his eyes when he saw the sea of flowers, and several times he opened his eyes when he didn't see any. Finally, his mental strength was overdrawn.
Cang Lin stopped with a pale face, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell down.
What is going on? Is this body Cang Lin's or Cang Lie's? Familiar spiritual space, two unfamiliar old men, familiar meridian patterns, unfamiliar Jinwu Pond water, unfamiliar Liangyi Pearl, unfamiliar old friend Qingsang.
At this time, in Cang Lin’s consciousness.
A little dragon looked at Qingsang pitifully.
"I just ate a few too many energy clouds, and my body felt a little overwhelmed, so I thought I'd lie down and rest for a while."
"Yes, I let you have a good rest."
"You said your head needed to soak in the sacred pool water and asked me to find another place to rest."
As Xiaolong spoke, tears welled up in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was feeling sad, regretful, and aggrieved.
Qingsang stroked Qiuli's little head with her fingers.
"Yes, you went to the sea of flowers to rest, I didn't disturb you."
Qiu Li pursed his lips, tears almost falling.
"Tell me, who did you see just now?"
Qingsang scratched his head and said, "Didn't I tell you?"
"Say it again"
"Cang Lie ah"
"Wow~"
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