Master sees my hairy

There are thousands of souls in the world, and it is impossible to do it anyway.

It didn't take long for the ladybug's spiritual power to run out, and the floating shadow disappeared into the air.

The room fell silent.

Xi Feng was still thinking about how to find out Qingyu's tone, but Baizang's thoughts drifted back to a long time ago, when he was just resurrected by Burning Bones.

Burning Bones died to save him, and there was no body left, but he left one thing for him.

After a long time, Bai Zang finally said softly, "Actually, there is another way."

Before everyone could urge him, he reached out and took out a golden scroll.

Xi Feng was startled: "This is..."

He has seen this golden scroll several times in the painting environment, but this is the first time he has seen it for real.

"This is the scroll that Qingyu was talking about—I didn't steal it." Baizang added with a little guilty conscience.

He opened the scroll, and Zhan Fangze let out an "oops":

"Why only half of it?"

Bai Zang: "When I got it, it was only half."

This is the upper part of a painting. It depicts a romantic swordsman. He is dressed in flowing white clothes and has flying ink hair.

It can be seen from the inscription that the title of the painting "Dao Zi Xin" was made by Qing Yu.

"Huh?" Xi Feng leaned over in surprise and took a closer look, "How could this be?"

Bai Zang didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Xi Feng explained: "I have seen this painting in Yan Ruyu's memory and in the Kunlun painting, but the person in that painting has white hair and a cold expression, not smiling like him."

Bai Zang: "Are you sure it's the same painting? Qing Yu said it was his master, who has passed away."

Xi Feng nodded: "Sure. But if it is Qingyu Shangxian's master, it is true that this painting is more similar."

Qingyu told Xi Feng that his master is a playful and covetous person who loves the warmth of the world... Presumably he won't turn into that frosty appearance.

"Perhaps the painting environment was changed by the painting demon, it doesn't matter anymore. Master, please continue."

Bai Zang continued, "The method I'm talking about is to find the other half of this painting and put them together."

Xi Feng: "What will happen together?"

"Actually...if I'm not wrong, Qingyu should have sealed his master's soul in this painting." Baizang continued to explain, "After Qingyu ascended, the painting also took with him to the fairy world. Painting demons are born in paintings.”

"So that's how the painting demon came from? No wonder the monks couldn't figure out the origin of the painting demon for thousands of years." Song Tingxue sighed.

Bai Zang: "Yes. Painting demons are not as good at fighting as heavenly demons, but they can control illusions. They try to collect memories, use obsessions, weave them into painting scenes, and slowly erode the world.

"So if we can find the second half, restore the scroll, and seal it again, it may be possible to invalidate the fragments of the painting in their hearts."

This sounds like a good idea, but...

"Where is the second half of the painting?" Xi Feng asked.

Baizang shrugged, "I don't know."

The only certainty is that the other half of the scroll was in the hands of someone who knew how to use it.

Bai Zang used this half to build the mirage city, but the other half used the other half to create countless small painting environments, scattered all over the world.

"The worst outcome, the other half is in Wei Xi's hands."

"Hey, you might as well not say it." Zhan Fangze slumped back on the chair, "Then it's over, no matter how we look at it, we can't beat him."

Xi Feng suddenly patted the table: "No, the other half must not be with Weixi."

"Why?" Zhan Fangze raised his eyelids, obviously not believing him.

Xi Feng: "It's very simple. The painting environment exists on the scroll. If he has the half scroll in his hand, he can directly control the painting environment of Mirage City. There is no need to go to such trouble to control the souls in the city."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Baizang again: "Master, do you still remember that we met another person who can control the painting environment?"

Bai Zang frowned and thought for a while before he said uncertainly, "You mean, Jiang Poyue?"

"That's him." Xi Feng nodded, "That mysterious white-haired man with Mingyin once gave him a painting scroll. At that time, we all thought he fused the painting scroll, but now it seems that maybe he didn't."

"But Jiang Poyue is already..." Baizang stopped in the middle of his sentence, and looked at Xi Feng incredulously, "You mean, Jiang Poyue is not dead?"

"Master, don't you think his 'exploding body and dying' is strange?" Xi Feng asked back.

Bai Zang thought about it carefully, Jiang Poyue died without warning at that time, it was indeed very strange.

"If that's the case, maybe we really have to go to Yunya Mountain." Baizang looked up, but he didn't know who to let.

"I'll go." Xi Feng took the initiative, "I'm a little more familiar with Daoist Jiang."

Bai Zang couldn't leave by himself, and there was no better candidate, so he could only nod his head: "I'll take you there."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and swiped in the air, trying to tear open a crack in space so as to send Xi Feng to Yunya Mountain.

Unexpectedly, nothing happened after this stroke.

Bai Zang's face changed instantly, he closed his eyes immediately, and made a tactic with both hands, trying to land a teleportation array, but there was no response.

Seeing this, Xi Feng and Song Tingxue also tried to draw the teleportation circle, but they all ended in failure.

"The passage between Mirage City and the outside world has been cut off." Baizang said dejectedly.

"Damn it! Wei Xi is a thief, I'm going to fight him!" Zhan Fangze gasped for breath, grabbed the umbrella in hand and walked out.

Xi Feng quickly dragged him back: "Fangze! Don't be impulsive, we will find a way!"

"What else can we do?! We can't get out, and people outside can't get in. There are only four of us left in the entire Mirage City. How can we win!"

Zhan Fangze roared uncontrollably, his eyes turned red, and water vapor gradually rose up.

Xi Feng pushed him onto the chair, and took out the Ssangyong bronze mirror from his arms: "We still have this, let's stick to it for another day, and after tonight's midnight, I will contact Senior Brother Luo and ask him to find Daoist Jiang Daoist Jiang has a scroll in his hand, so he can open the passage again."

Zhan Fangze looked at him, made sure that he was not joking, and gradually calmed down.

This day is destined to be spent in torment.

131. Mirage City ([-])

Song Tingxue took the initiative to take over the job of guarding the city gate, and asked them all to rest, especially Zhan Fangze, whose nerves were already too tense, and if he persisted, he would collapse.

Bai Zang originally wanted to go to the dark room, but Xi Feng refused to let him go, so he had to take him back to his bedroom.

"Actually, I didn't dare to say it just now." As soon as the door was closed, Baizang sighed, "If the access to Mirage City is completely cut off, the painting realm spirit weapon will also be unusable."

Therefore, it is very likely that the Ssangyong Bronze Mirror cannot be used, and Xi Feng cannot contact Luo Wuhuan at all.

Xi Feng: "..."

"Forget it, let's go to bed first." Baizang smiled and pulled him onto the bed.

"It's okay, isn't there me?" Xi Feng lay down next to Bai Zang, and took a strand of his hair to play with in his hands, "Didn't we discuss it before, if there is really no other way, I will burn it down The entire Mirage City...in short, Wei Xi will not be allowed to harm the world."

"Whether it's life or death, we'll be together."

Bai Zang smiled, slightly mockingly: "Since when did you know how to say that?"

But Xi Feng couldn't laugh at all, he didn't want to burn Mirage City, and he didn't want to see Bai Zang die again.

Seeing Xi Feng's pained face, Bai Zang sighed softly, and buried his head in his arms: "I thought, I've already lived for so long, and I have nothing to miss anymore... I never thought I would still be reluctant."

Xi Feng's nose was sour, and he quickly hugged him tighter, so as not to cry and be discovered.

"It doesn't matter, Master, we will go across the River of Forgetfulness together, we will live together, and we will be together in the next life."

Baizang suddenly felt wet on the top of his head, and just about to look up, a hand pinned the back of his head, making him unable to move.

So he didn't dare to remind Xi Feng that he couldn't cross the river of forgetfulness.

People who have already died once, if they die again, their souls will really be scattered.

But he still patted Xi Feng on the back, smiled and comforted: "Okay, we will be together in the next life and the next life."

……

Xi Feng didn't sleep soundly this time, the memory of burning bones has always affected him, and the past thousands of years ago reappeared in his dreams over and over again, which made him feel very tired.

After finally struggling to wake up, seeing that Baizang had also woken up, he simply sat up: "I'll go and replace Senior Brother Song."

Bai Zang nodded, picked up his clothes from the pillow and handed them over.

As soon as I took it and handed it over, a small thing fell out of it and landed on the quilt.

"What is this?" Bai Zang picked up the little black thing and looked at it, he was stunned, "... Linlong's scales? Why do you have these?"

Xi Feng turned his head and recalled it a little before he remembered: "Ah, I picked it up near the Kunlun Crack."

At that time, he thought it might be useful, so he put it away. After that, many things happened, and he had already thrown the existence of this scale into the sky.

"Will it help?" he asked casually.

"Of course it works!" Bai Zang got up from the bed at once, his face was full of surprises that couldn't be concealed, "Linlong's most important promise is that whoever has Linlong's scales can let Linlong do it for him." one thing."

"Oh." Xi Feng nodded, his eyes inadvertently flicked across Baizang's chest, "You...put on your clothes first."

Bai Zang laughed angrily and said, "Let's go, I'll look for you at the door in a while."

It wasn't until he walked far away that Xi Feng came back to it belatedly.

Just now Bai Zang seemed to mean that Linlong could