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"readily."

An ordinary person would have hesitated a little more before daring to drink this tea.

But Song Qingshu is different.

After all, he is asking for others now, so he can't appear too ink-stained.

"Little friend, bring it up if you have something to do. Although I have only one divine sense left, if I can do something, I won't be stingy."

Chapter 1594

"Thank you senior."

"Little friend, don't be in a hurry to thank me, let me hear what you are asking for this time."

Song Qingshu briefly explained the situation of Dao Linge Daqian World to the old man. Hearing this, the old man's originally indifferent expression became a bit mixed.

"There are still great worlds that will lose contact with the fairy world, which is unheard of and unseen."

The old man's sleeve robe folded in the air, and the mountain stream transformed into a star map in front of Song Qingshu's eyes.

"Senior this is..."

Song Qingshu looked at the map of the great thousand stars, although he had some vague insights, he dared not say that he understood everything.

"Little friend really has a lot of talent."

The old man originally thought that Song Qingshu should not be able to understand everything, but Song Qingshu's eyes betrayed him.

"Don't dare."

The old man pointed to a cloud map at the bottom of the star map: "Suppose, for example, what you see now is the epitome of your vast world."

As soon as the old man exhaled, a bigger star map appeared on the star map.

"And this is the plane that represents the fairy world."

The old man pointed to the two star maps: "The two worlds are in different planes, so there shouldn't be a path. But because monks from the lower realms can ascend after reaching a certain level, the rules of the way of heaven are created. A passage."

Because of what the old man said between the star charts, a trickle of spiritual power suddenly replaced the passage, turning into a flowing galaxy.

"However, according to what you said, there may be some reason in your Great Thousand World that lost the connection with the passageway in the fairy world. First of all, you should rule out that factor before you can build the passageway again."

Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of those extraterritorial monsters. It seems that the battle against the extraterritorial monsters is still the first problem.

The old man straightened the blue collar of the sky, looked at the star map for a while before saying: "I thought you came here for something, but I didn't expect it to be because of this."

"Senior, have you encountered this kind of problem before?"

Song Qingshu was sitting upright, with a serious expression on his face: "If you have the same problem, please tell me, senior, how the predecessors solved this problem."

"Solved...not resolved."

The old man took a sip of tea slowly: "The man who came here before was too murderous, and he was burdened with unjust killings. This kind of monk is not worthy of inheriting my law of uplifting the sky."

The person the old man mentioned should be referring to the phantom in white clothes. Song Qingshu pretended to be stupid as he didn't know who he was referring to, and changed the subject: "The senior thinks, is the junior worthy of inheriting the law of uplifting the sky?"

The old man Tianqing glanced at Song Qingshu up and down, and then reluctantly curled his lips: "It's not bad."

"Can the senior—"

Song Qingshu originally wanted to say that at this time, he should hurry up to learn the law and master this power. yuyV Unexpectedly, the old man shook his head and pointed at Song Qingshu's eyebrows: "Your strength in your body is extremely lacking now. If so, go and have a good rest first, and come back later."

As he said that, the old man directly ejected Song Qingshu out of the ancient scroll.

Song Qingshu returned to his seat, looked at the ancient scrolls spread out on the table, and couldn't help but sigh.

Since the young and old man said so that day, if he went in now, he would appear to be eager for quick success.No matter how you say it, you can't leave a bad impression on the old man.

Song Qingshu got up, stretched his muscles and bones, and looked at Yan Luo and Deng Jin beside him.

Those two guys were still pinching each other the moment before Song Qingshu closed his eyes, but now they are back together.

The yellow bird was lying on top of Yan Luo's black hair, it was a bit conspicuous no matter how you looked at it.

Seeing that Song Qingshu's spiritual consciousness had returned to his body, Deng Jin patted his wings, then flew to Song Qingshu, and turned around on the table.

"how?"

Song Qingshu was quite puzzled, what happened to Deng Jin this time?

"Master, because I have absorbed the power of Bi Fang from my predecessors, my current strength can be regarded as somewhat improved."

After speaking, Deng Jin opened his mouth.

Just when Song Qingshu thought that Deng Jin had fired a squib, a slightly brown flame burst out of Deng Jin's mouth in an instant.

Song Qingshu backed away, but the flames still burned a few strands of hair on his temples.

"So, Deng Jin, you have some fighting power now."

Song Qingshu smiled, and using the power of Huo Xing Dao's rules, when he wanted to restrain the flames, the fire did not obey the control at all and could not be manipulated at all.

"That flame is not just the chirp of the power of the Dao of Fire." Deng Jin tilted his wings, which seemed to be an akimbo movement, "There are many powers of the Dao that Bi Fang can control. The force is unstoppable."

Song Qingshu understood what Deng Jin meant when he heard the words.

Since Deng Jin said so, the handle represents that there are several layers of strength in its flame.

Only by fusing the power of these several Dao rules can it be possible to gain control of this fire.

Time passed quietly when Deng Jin and Song Qingshu, one person and one bird, were studying the fusion of the power of the Dao rule.

Song Ling'er had almost digested her own individual realizations, and when she woke up, she saw Song Qingshu and Deng Jin were still talking about it, so she also leaned forward: "What are you talking about?"

"Tell me about the fusion of the power of the Dao rule."

The lamp ember was on the table, bouncing and saying.

"Ah...then it has nothing to do with me."

Song Ling'er, as a living creature with the power of the rules of the Jinxing Dao, it is impossible to integrate other rules of the Dao.

If she really did this, I'm afraid it would not be an exaggeration to say that she would become a heterogeneous person who was rejected by the rules of the Dao.

"But little yellow chicken, have you grown up a lot? Could it be that the food has been so good these days that it directly deformed your body?"

Song Ling'er couldn't help complaining.

Deng Jin glared at Song Ling'er rather dissatisfied, and then said: "I am now like this because I have absorbed power and become stronger!"

"Okay, yes, yes, you are right."

Song Ling'er looked at Deng Jin perfunctorily, and then asked Song Qingshu: "Father, is there anything else to do today? If there is nothing else, can we go out to eat delicious food now?"

Song Qingshu raised his eyes and looked at the night outside the window: "At this hour, even if you really want to find something to eat, it may be very difficult. You'd better think about it, it's better to go back to sleep now."

Song Ling'er pursed her lips, her eyes were filled with resentment.

"Even if you stare at me like that, it's useless, go to sleep now."

Chapter 1595 The Visit of Suzaku Domain

Time passed, and the sky suddenly appeared.

Song Qingshu and the others had a good night's sleep tonight. After all, they had been busy in that secret realm for a long time, and even taking a break was dreadful. It was not a pleasant rest at all. yuyV Song Ling'er stood up, stretched, turned over, and landed directly on Yan Luo.

Yan Luo was clever, and after glancing at Song Ling'er on his body, he lowered his head and continued to sleep again.

When Song Qingshu woke up, he was considering whether to go back to sleep, but that day, streamers suddenly flashed across the side, and the streamers seemed to be somewhat familiar, which made Song Qingshu feel sleepy immediately.

Therefore, after Song Qingshu cleaned up, he walked towards the main hall where the aura fell.

The guest had already entered the main hall, where he communicated with the owner of Daoling Pavilion.

Song Qingshu leaned against the side of the ancient tree, waiting quietly for the person to come out of the hall.

The guest walked out of the main hall after chatting with the owner of Daoling Pavilion for a while.

He had never seen the leading man before, but as far as the aura around him was concerned, he was an existence at the peak of the God Emperor Realm that could not be underestimated.

He didn't know the man, but he had no reason not to know the woman behind the man.

When Lin Fengyu saw Song Qingshu at the side, his eyebrows and eyes lit up, and his body changed magically, and he came to Song Qingshu's side.

Situ Lei and Sun Ze, who were accompanying guards, were also taken aback, following Lin Fengyu's footsteps, they also walked in the direction of Song Qingshu.

"At that time, I was still worried about whether something happened to you, but I didn't expect that you would have already arrived at Daoling Pavilion."

Lin Fengyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.

"How's the people over there, and is that guy from Ketan with you?"

"Our people are fine. At the last moment, I just unfolded the Suzaku astrolabe and brought everyone out of the turbulent flow. The guy from the altar also left the secret realm with us."

"...Then where is she now?"

"She, she should be wandering around within the Daoling Pavilion. Anyway, she doesn't like to walk with us, so I let her go."

When Lin Fengyu spread his hands, the master of the Daoling Pavilion and the leading man also came over.

"I have long heard that the master of the Song Dynasty is bold, and I am lucky to have opened my eyes today."

The man said loudly, cupping his fists and clasping his hands: "Lord of the Suzaku Territory, Lin Yuanzhe."

"The Lord of the Song Dynasty, Song Qingshu. Just call him Song Qingshu, but the title of Lord Song seems a bit rigid."

Song Qingshu also returned the gift, and Lin Yuanzhe smiled, and put his arm on Lin Fengyu's shoulder: "I have heard that the little girl praised the strength of the king, I didn't believe it, but seeing it today is really an eye-opener." .”

The master of the Dao Ling Pavilion on the side is also admiring Song Qingshu's strength: "Master Song can always bring a lot of shock to my old bones. It can be called a formidable young man."

"I dare not take it, it's just a fluke."

A few people came and went and pushed each other, Lin Fengyu listened, and then started yawning: "Well...how about you two talk slowly first, and I can find a place to rest for a while? "

"Since you are tired, you should go and have a good rest first, and I won't waste your time."

Song Qingshu smiled, and bowed again: "Song will leave first."

When Song Qingshu left, Lin Yuanzhe's smile subsided, and he said to Lin Fengyu, "Did you say that Lord Song once saved you?"