Chapter 477 The Fairy in the Scroll

"Field!?" The voice of the beauty in purple was a little surprised and said, "Have you understood the power of the field?"

Zhuge nomed his head: "Before, I used the secret method to improve the realm of Taoism to see the sky, but after the realm changed back, I couldn't release the field again." Zhuge Fuliang did not hide from the beautiful woman in purple, and immediately told the story of Xuantian Dance Pavilion.

After listening to this, the beauty in purple was silent for a moment, and then said, "The realm of the world of the heavens can be integrated with the heavenly road, and the field is the same. With the help of the power of the heavenly road, the whole world will be turned into your battle space. There are a lot of natural feelings in this realm in the first test.

"That is to say, if I want to release the field again, I need to reach the realm of Taoism to peep into the sky?" Zhuge Buliang has heard some clues.

The beauty in purple didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Hey, it's the same as I thought." Zhuge Fuliang scratched his head and smiled. The question in his heart was solved, and a big stone in Zhuge Fuliang's heart fell down. The reason why he is so anxious to see the beauty in purple this time is to solve the question in his heart.

The beautiful woman in purple left, and Zhuge Fuliang returned to the small village with a bamboo raft. He went straight back to a small courtyard, which he left when he lived in the village.

The small yard was very clean, and there was a trace of warmth in Zhuge's heart. It can be seen that after he left, there was still someone to help clean up his house.

Pushing the door and entering, Lu Zihan and Ruya stayed in the room. The two women talked happily. If you are elegant and touching, you are well-behaved, it is easy to make people have a good impression. Lu Zihan was still arrogant before, but after a brief chat with Ruya, he was also conquered by this kind girl.

Lu Zihan's bitter water has finally found a place to fall, venting all the grievances of these days, and how shameless and scum to degrade Zhuge Fuliang. Ruya just smiled on the side.

When Zhuge Buteng came in, Lu Zihan immediately closed his mouth and just gave him a cold look.

"Brother Zhuge, you're here, then I'll go back first~~" Ruya got up and said.

"Oh." Zhuge Fuliang nodded simply.

Ruya's face was slightly flushed. Originally, she thought that Zhuge Buting would keep her, but she didn't expect the other party to be so straightforward.

"That... Do you want Sister Zihan to live in my place? Ruya said, looking at Zhuge's face.

"No, you can't see her. There is a room next to the yard. Just lock her there at night." Zhuge Fuliang said casually.

"Pig, what do you think of me!" Lu Zihan said angrily.

Ruya squeezed her lips and smiled, turned around and left Zhuge's residence. That night, Zhuge Buliang and the strong youth in the village didn't come back until midnight when they were drunk. After pouring down more than a dozen strong young people, he returned to his residence.

After going back, Zhuge Buliang directly set a ban around the house. He looked at Lu Zihan and said, "Don't run around."

"Where else can I run?" Lu Zihan said angrily.

"That's right." Zhuge Buleang smiled and directly threw Lu Zihan in the room. The purple spell between his eyebrows flashed and entered the mixed magic city.

In order to prevent Lu Zihan from making trouble with himself when he has nothing to do, Zhuge Fuliang will run into the mixed demon city almost every time he practices.

In front of him was a phoenix flower tree full of mountains. Zhuge Bu Liang sighed and sat under a phoenix flower tree and entered a state of cultivation. A golden dragon flew out of his head and swallowed the essence into Zhuge Buteng's body. Now Zhuge Buteng has tried to refine the second dragon spiritual vein.

A few hours later, the golden dragon returned to Zhuge Fuliang's body. He sat quietly under the phoenix flower tree and was distracted, and a figure in his mind lingered.

After a while, Zhuge Butiao took out the bricks. Now the appearance of the bricks is no longer as dark as before, but presents a glazed color, which is extremely beautiful, just like a work of art carved from crystal.

A golden dragon pattern appears on the brick, which is vivid.

Zhuge Bu Liang's fingers are engraved on the bricks, and an extremely mysterious charm is imprinted on the bricks. Zhuge Fuliang frowned and carved a golden spell into the brick again.

This is a kind of refining skill of the ancient martial arts family searched by Zhuge Buliang from the Taiwu Heart Sutra, which can greatly improve the attack power and quality of the magic weapon. However, this method of refining utensils is too mysterious and consumes more spiritual power. With Zhuge's current cultivation, he can only depict seven spells.

The current bricks are completely beyond the scope of heavenly magic weapons. He doesn't even know what grade it is. He has not studied the magic weapon level of the Honghuang Fairyland.

The seven charms are imprinted on the bricks. Zhuge Bright has sweated profusely and his whole body is exhausted. The skills of the ancient martial arts family are not only aggressive and domineering, but also the art of refining is so horrible. This degree of spiritual power consumption is really unbearable for ordinary practitioners.

When Zhuge Fuliang came out of the mixed magic city and returned to his room, the sky was already bright. Lu Zihan has curled up in ** and fell asleep. For practitioners, it is usually no problem not to sleep for several years, but now Lu Zihan is no different from ordinary people. Without spiritual support, fatigue also arises spontaneously.

Just a month has passed, and for a period of time, Zhuge Fuliang has lived happily in a small village. However, every morning, Zhuge Buliang would row a bamboo raft to the center of the lake to meet the beautiful woman in purple.

He inquired about it in the village, and the villagers here did not know the existence of the beautiful woman in purple, but occasionally heard the intoxicating flute from the center of the lake. But when they looked for it, they didn't see any people.

But on this day, on the full moon night, Zhuge Butiao suddenly felt a strange fluctuation, and this fluctuation was in this small village.

"What's going on?" Zhuge Buliang was shocked and looked for this fluctuation and unexpectedly came to the village head's yard.

The village head of this small village is an old man over half a hundred years old, Mr. Xu.

Zhuge Butiang stood in front of Mr. Xu's house. The door of Mr. Xu's house was closed, but this mysterious fluctuation came from Mr. Xu's house.

Zhuge B no Liang jumped into Mr. Xu's yard. At this time, the door suddenly opened. Da Niu was standing at the door. When he saw Zhuge No. He said, "It turned out to be the senior year. I just felt someone approaching and thought it was who it was."

"What happened?" Zhuge Buriang frowned and asked.

Da Niu looked around and suddenly sighed and said, "Since you have felt it, I will tell you truthfully. Anyway, you are not an outsider."

With that, Zhuge Fuliang let Zhuge Fuliang into the room.

Entering the room, Zhuge Fuliang was immediately stunned. There were still three people standing in the room. In addition to Mr. Xu, there were also Erniu and Sanniu. These three practitioners who guard the small mountain village are all here.

And in front of several people, there is an unfolded scroll, which is full of light and shining with a faint light.

Seeing the arrival of Zhuge Fujing, Erniu and Sanniu came forward to salute one after another.

"This is..." Zhuge Bulliang was completely stunned.

Da Niu said, "Senior, I remember I told you at the beginning that our three brothers and ancestors all existed to protect this village. In fact, to put it bluntly, we are not only guarding this village, but also this picture scroll.

Er Niu also said, "The seniors are kind to us, and our brothers don't treat the seniors as outsiders. What my eldest brother said is indeed true. Since the generation of our ancestors, this scroll has been guarded here. After all, this scroll has existed for tens of thousands of years, even longer than the history of this village.

Zhuge buting's face was solemn. He could feel that the strange fluctuations he had just noticed were emitted by this scroll.

Da Niu said, "Almost every year on the full moon night of this month, this fluctuation occurs in the picture scroll."

Zhuge Burang came to the scroll, glanced at the scroll, and was immediately shocked by the picture in the scroll. The picture is not painted anywhere else, but the environment around this small mountain village. Especially the big lake, which is portrayed as real and fantasy, gives people a kind of virtual and real dream color.

However, what surprised Zhuge Buliang is that on the big lake in the picture, a woman in purple is rowing a bamboo raft, like a fairy coming out of the fairyland. Although she can't see her face clearly, it is lifelike, as if there is a fairy coming out of the picture.

"It's her!" Zhuge Buzuo exclaimed in his heart.

The woman in this picture is the woman in purple that he sees every day.

"Do you think that all three of you, from your ancestors to your brothers, are guarding this scroll? And it's been tens of thousands of years?" Zhuge Bulous asked in disbelief.

"Yes." Da Niu said, "At the beginning, our ancestors got this picture from one person. Because of their promise to others, they have been waiting here for that person to come back and take away the picture, but that person has never appeared. Later, because Shouyuan was coming, the ancestors asked the descendants to guard the scroll until the owner of the scroll came to take it away.

Zhuge buting was shocked in his heart. He stared at the scroll and muttered, "This scroll has existed for tens of thousands of years. Is it possible that the woman in this picture is a figure tens of thousands of years ago?"

"What? Senior, have you ever seen the woman in the painting? Sanniu suddenly said excitedly.

"Wangle~~"

Suddenly, at this time, the picture scroll shook violently, and a little crystal light floated out of the picture scroll and condensed into a mysterious pattern in the room, like a map and a totem.

"This kind of change occurs almost every year on a full moon night." Da Niu said that the three brothers were very calm about this scene.