I'm crazy

Chapter 502
The battle between the two clans of liches ended, and the second catastrophe of the Great Desolation came to an end with the blood of the creatures of the two clans.

Thirty-three days away is as deserted as ever, and there are countless ways and unpredictable changes.

But today is different from the past. Some people's laughter and laughter drifted with the clouds 33 days away.

Luo Hu held up the blue wine glass, smiled slightly in surprise, "You said it was brewed by Hongjun?"

Looking at him like that, you can see how incredible he is.

Hongjun, a cold-hearted guy, has come to know the prehistoric from the chaos, and he is more like an enemy than a friend, or a friend, but not an enemy. This guy has always been like that.

Now there is something leisurely to brew wine, which is the first time he has heard of it.

Really, if you live for a long time, you can see everything.

Luo Hu's expression attracted Daozu's faint glance, and he didn't pay attention to him at all.

Lin Yuan smiled, with a wild posture, and said, "What? Is it incredible?"

Luo Hu nodded and smiled, "Indeed."

But after all, I didn't hold back at all when I drank it, "This wine really deserves to be made by Taoist ancestors, why don't you give me some?"

Luo Hui looked at Hongjun. Of course, he was just talking casually. Given the relationship between Hongjun and him, this wine should not be given away.

Sure enough, the blue shirt and wide sleeves, the extremely indifferent Taoist gave Luo Hu a cold look with his impersonal eyes, and said, "I brewed this for Linyuan, and it's not much."

The implication is, this is the wine I specially brewed for Lin Yuan, even she can't drink enough, who are you?
Luo Hu was not angry at being "hated" by Hongjun like this. After all, he and Hongjun have always come here like this. Either he was angry with him, or he was angry with him. He is happy to cause Hongjun trouble, and he is used to it.

So Luo Hu smiled cheerfully, and didn't take Hongjun's words to heart at all, but turned to Linyuan and said, "How about Linyuan giving me some?"

Lin Yuan's eyes were smiling, and he said lazily, "Okay, anyway, Hongjun gave it to me."

Then he looked at the two of them with interest.

Luo Hu raised the corner of his eyes, and smiled provocatively at Hongjun who was beside him, "Look, look, so what if you don't give it away?"Since someone sent me.

Hongjun turned a blind eye to Mo Zu's naive behavior.

As for Linyuan, who was partial to helping Luo Hu, Hongjun didn't feel angry at all. He gave the things to Linyuan, so what she wanted to do with her was naturally Linyuan's freedom.

Luo Hu's unilateral provocation ended quickly because the opponent did not accept the move and had no intention of continuing.

Then the three of them sat together and discussed.

Whether it is the ancestor of the devil or the ancestor of the Tao, there is one thing that makes no difference, that is, what they are after is the Dao.

They are all seekers.

Where the Tao is, is the direction of the heart.

There is no end, no question of origin.

But Linyuan is different, what she is looking for is also the way, but it is the way she opened up by herself, she is her own way, even the great way, and it cannot be limited to her.

It is difficult to open up a road that no one has gone before. Maybe if you are not careful, you will fall in a place where no one knows.

The three of them have advanced cultivation bases, you and I talked casually, and the excitement reached the depths, no longer caring about the passage of time.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

The discussion on Dao was almost the same, and Hongjun realized that he had gained a lot, so he directly went to retreat to enlighten Dao, only Lin Yuan and Luo Hu were still sitting in Zixiao Palace.

"Come on, the master is going to retreat, why don't we go too?" Luo Hu stood up and stretched, looked at Lin Yuan and said, "Why don't you go to my dojo?"

Lin Yuan flatly refused, "Your dojo isn't much fun either, I'd better go around the prehistoric places."

After saying this, the figure disappeared in place, so unrestrained and at ease.

The breeze was light, and there was still a cool aura that belonged to that person in Zixiao Palace, but the person was no longer there. Luo Hu was slightly startled, and then chuckled, "Oh, I was rejected by my friends..."

"How can this be good?"

Demon Ancestor had a strong smile on his face, and before the outrageous words ended, the person had already disappeared in place.

At this time, in the Zixiao Palace, the peace and quiet of the past had returned.

After Lin Yuan came out of Zixiao Palace, he didn't know where to go for a while.

Kunlun Mirror came out from the sea of ​​consciousness, flew beside her and said, "Master, do you still remember that little golden witch?"

After being reminded by the Kunlun Mirror, Lin Yuan remembered the little Golden Crow she had brought over from the battlefield of the two Lich clans. With a wave of Lin Yuan's sleeve, the little Golden Crow was now in front of Lin Yuan's eyes.

The golden light around him was dim, and his breath was weak.

Obviously it has had no small impact.

Not only did he see his brothers die in front of him in order to protect it, but also the fear that he could no longer feel the breath of his father and mother.

After all, he was still a newborn little Golden Crow, if he couldn't make it through this, I'm afraid it would be like this in the future.

Little Golden Crow's big golden eyes were full of tears when he saw Lin Yuan, but they kept spinning in them, not daring to let them fall down at all, his small wings were trembling slightly, his whole body was like a frightened bird.

Lin Yuan's brows were clear and indifferent, without the slightest hint of tenderness, he just looked at the little Golden Crow indifferently, and as time passed, the little Golden Crow's emotions calmed down.

It blinked, and the tear in the big golden eyes finally fell down uncontrollably, it whispered to Linyuan: "Did you save me?"

Lin Yuan shook his head lightly, and said directly: "It was your father who saved you."

She just brought it back from the battlefield.

As soon as these words came out, the little Golden Crow couldn't control the tears immediately, and drops fell from the golden eyes like transparent crystals. It didn't dare to cry loudly, but sobbed softly, almost silently, making it even more pitiful.

Maybe it also knows that from now on, it has become a child without a home, no father, mother and brothers.

This feeling of bewilderment, fear and panic is enough to defeat all cubs.

The reason why cubs need to be cared for is because they are weak in infancy, even for creatures that are extraordinary from birth.

Not just physically weak, but also mentally.

The little Golden Crow flapped its wings lightly, letting the tears fall silently, and then asked Lin Yuan carefully: "Where are my father, mother, and Uncle Taiyi? Are they gone?"

Although their own blood connection has told it the answer, no matter it is the same for any creature, they will subconsciously avoid the news they don't want to know.

Little Golden Crow probably wanted to get a negative answer from Lin Yuan.

But that clear and indifferent voice shattered all the little Jinwu's luck, "They are all gone."

"woo woo woo woo……"

There was a small sobbing sound, and the little Golden Crow looked around. This huge wilderness is so vast and boundless, where should it go?
Lin Yuan frowned slightly, and said lightly: "Quiet."

The slightly cold voice rang next to the little Golden Crow's ears, and it suddenly didn't dare to make any more sound, it was too hasty, and it choked up several times before completely quieting down.

It can feel that the person in front of it is very powerful, more powerful than its father and Uncle Taiyi.

She is now the only existence it can rely on. For the cub, the biggest reason is not Linyuan's cultivation strength, but more because it does not want to lose this only dependence.

Seeing that the little Golden Crow had calmed down, Lin Yuan waved his wide sleeves, put it in his sleeves, and said to Kunlun Mirror: "Kunlun, go to Sunstar."

The mirror of the Kunlun mirror flashed quickly, and the space was torn apart. The next moment, Linyuan, the Kunlun mirror, and the little golden crow in her sleeves were enough to burn all the sun stars with the highest temperature in existence.

Neither Linyuan nor Kunlun Mirror responded.

At her level, no natural things in the world can hurt her in the slightest, and Kunlun Mirror, who has formed a soul contract with Linyuan, naturally does not feel any discomfort because of Linyuan.

On the contrary, the little Jinwu who was released by Linyuan felt very comfortable.

Beside Lin Yuan, he flapped his wings quietly and flew away.

There is nothing on Sun Planet.

Apart from the terrifying power and temperature of the sun, there is no living creature.

For so long, Sunstar has only bred two beings, Dijun and Taiyi. I am afraid that only a unique creature like the three-legged Golden Crow can be bred on Sunstar, and can use the power of the sun to cultivate.

So Lin Yuan directly brought the little Golden Crow to Sun Star.

After all, Hong Huang was destroyed a lot by the battle between the two clans of Liches, and an unknown number of creatures died in that battle.

Although it is not only the fault of the Liches and Demons, but also a large part of the fault of the Heavenly Dao, this is not the case for the prehistoric creatures.

After all, there are only a few who can guess.

It is hard to guarantee that there will be no souls who will vent their grievances on the little Golden Crow. Even if there is no grievance, the little Golden Crow itself is a rare "material". If it continues to stay in the prehistoric, it will do harm but no benefit.

It is the best choice to let it grow alone in Sunstar.

After the cultivation base is improved, no matter what kind of life it wants to live, it is its own freedom.

Of course, Lin Yuan didn't explain these considerations to Little Jinwu in detail.

She just said indifferently: "Stay here in the future, when you feel stronger, then you can decide whether to go out or not."

Little Golden Crow was taken aback for a moment, tears were already in his eyes, and he said timidly: "You don't want me?"

Lin Yuan frowned slightly, and said coldly: "I have nothing to do with you, the only one you can rely on is yourself."

She went on to say: "Never forget that you are the child of the demon emperor Jun. You can temporarily restrain your edge and hide your strength and bide your time, but you can't always be cowardly and incompetent, thinking that someone will save you. Don't let your pride rest on you."

Seeing that the little Golden Crow was a cub, it was rare for Lin Yuan to say such words in a cold voice. It was a warning, and it was also a gentle tenderness hidden under the ice, a tenderness that belonged exclusively to the demon god Lin Yuan.

The little Golden Crow was born extraordinary, it was the son of the demon emperor Jun, on the other hand, it could be regarded as having inherited Pangu's bloodline.

It cannot be ordinary, nor can it be ordinary.

In other words, even if the cultivation level is not high, the pride deeply rooted in the bones will never disappear even if it is hidden for a while.

It would be a pity for the bloodline of the three-legged Golden Crow if they lost even that pride and became parasites who only knew how to cling to others.

Little Jinwu was stunned by Lin Yuan's words, and did not respond for a long time.

Lin Yuan didn't say anything more, and with a flick of his fingertips, he left behind enough things and various books that the little Golden Crow needed, and the elegant and introverted Wushuang figure in black and black clothes disappeared in place.

If it wasn't for the sake of the little Golden Crow being a cub, Lin Yuan would never have reached this level.

And the little Golden Crow, who was left alone, finally came to his senses.

Drops of hot tears meandered down.

It whispered softly: "Father, mother, Uncle Taiyi, brother..."

Sudden drastic changes, but only for a moment, all his relatives died, leaving only one still alive in this world.

Even for an adult monster clan, it is not a small blow, let alone a newborn cub.

Facing such a frightening situation, the little Golden Crow felt like walking on thin ice, terrified, afraid to speak, dare not move, dare not do anything, and subconsciously lowered itself in front of anyone, so that it forgot that it was born extraordinary.

It is the child of the demon Emperor Jun.

It is the nephew of Donghuang Taiyi.

It has the blood of Pangu.

If the world hadn't been changed overnight, it should have been the prince of the demon clan loved by thousands of people.

Now that these external things have been lost, and all the blessings have been lost, there is one thing that has never been lost and cannot be lost.

its pride.

It is something it should never lose.

This is not a heart higher than the sky and a life thinner than paper, but an existence that it should protect and cannot be ignored.

It is an expedient measure to restrain the edge, and it is the way to protect itself when it is weak, but it can never be self-sufficient.

The little Golden Crow figured this out, and his big golden eyes were as bright and dazzling as before, as if they were burning with an inexhaustible flame, and they had found their place of birth.

It flapped its wings lightly, and said to the place where Lin Yuan left: "Thank you, sir."

The always small voice is still so slight, but it is full of power that cannot be ignored.

What will happen to Sun Star's little Golden Crow in the future has nothing to do with Lin Yuan.

At this time, she walked casually after leaving the sun star and arrived at Kunlun Mountain.

Although Kunlun Mountain and Kunlun Mirror both have the word Kunlun, they have nothing to do with each other.

"Master, are you going to visit Kunlun?"

Among the prehistoric times, the most famous place with the most aura and the most natural materials and earth treasures is not Kunlun Mountain, but Buzhou Mountain. After all, Buzhou Mountain is transformed from Pangu's spine.

As the great god Pan Gu who split the chaos with an ax and propped up the flood by himself, everything on him is a treasure.

For Pan Gu, Lin Yuan has a faint sense of admiration, because she knows that she will never be able to become an existence like Pan Gu, and it is impossible to sacrifice herself to achieve the prehistoric.

Walking through this prehistoric land now, seeing things and artifacts that should be Pangu but not Pangu, I don't feel any more.

Perhaps for Pan Gu, that was his way.

Even at the cost of life.

And why not perfect yourself.

　How should I put it, when I was a child, I didn't understand the mythology, and I thought Pangu was so stupid, why did he split the chaos, and finally he died of exhaustion.

　　But now that he has his own understanding, maybe that is his way, or maybe that is his mission.

　　He was born destined to break through the chaos and let the prehistoric world appear. Although it was at the cost of his life, how can it be said that he does not exist forever in another way?
　　Thanks to the little angels of light in the dark for their rewards, and thanks to the little angels for their votes, it’s a moment of refreshment, and the crematorium afterwards!

　　Alas, there are no little angels to remind you?It should be that the little angels are too considerate and cute, yes, that's it, subconsciously ignoring another possibility.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)