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Chapter 621 Giving form

"In heaven!? You mean, your promotion"

"Do you do me one more favor, sister?" Fan Ning suddenly smiled sweetly, "I have two 'perspectives' of acting. This time after I become the 'Crescent Moon', I want to try to use the 'Fountain in the Painting' 'The disguise and birth authority of the 'Red Pond' wreckage give them independent bodies."

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"Who is your sister? I'm not. If the facts are not established, don't make random connections." Qiong's voice suddenly became a little angry, "You want to use me again, right? Just tell me what you are going to do, for the sake of helping me get promoted before. , return your favor."

"Okay." Fan Ning returned to his normal way of speaking and explained quickly, "The two remains of the Origin God are contained in the paradoxical antique of the 'mobile phone'. Now they are both in my hands and in the abnormality zone. Here. I may not be able to find its location, nor can I grasp a stable spiritual connection in this ambiguity. It will take me several months to give it a form. During this period, I need you to inspire the star track again. "The power of 'help me build a bridge and lead a way."

"I understand, okay, I'll try."

After receiving Joan's understanding and affirmative reply, Fanning quickly put himself into a meditative state.

"Twilight and Walls on the Mountain Top", "Perspective of Snakes and Scorpions", "Abyss Seen under Certain Emotions", "River of Silver Mirrors", "Creative Sketching of Extremely Asymmetrical Containers".

"Green Night" and "The Room of Pain".

Fan Ning first quickly sketched the contents of the seven mysterious paintings in his mind. Five of them are by Vincent, and two are from the impressionist painter Cumier and "Miss Scarlet".

After realizing the attunement between his own state and the characteristics of the remains of the "Fountain in the Painting", he focused his attention on the hidden pattern of the bouquet of flowers on his wrist.

"Love is a question."

This bouquet was the remnant of Fan Ning's fall from the nightmare of the collapse of the Southern Kingdom, the last trace of the "Poet of Fragrant Flowers" after his power was exhausted. Soon, with the overlooking perspective of the "Crescent Moon", he also felt the distance from the broken window. A rough outline of the remains of the "Red Pond" in the chaotic turbulence of the secret history.

Both of these feelings for Fan Ning are extremely weak, like using a rope to pull a sailboat in the violent sea far away and deep.

On Qiong's side, among the collapsing pixels in the sky, she saw two wisps of blood-red faint "smoke" rising up, and then flying irregularly in the air as if affected by some random traction. He swam away trembling in all directions.

With a jumping electric arc in her hand, she slowly stroked the "star track" of the flute.

The true knowledge of "Gate of Disproportionation" is once again injected into it, bringing a dreamy lavender and crimson trail, and then thrown into the sky, turning into the sad and beautiful starlight falling lightly.

Under the guidance of the starlight, the two bloody clouds of smoke inspired by Fan Ning finally stopped oscillating chaotically, following Fan Ning's vague spiritual pull, and gradually drifted away in two different but fixed directions. .

"Huh? What is this? A poem, or a secret message?"

Looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, Qiong suddenly let out a sigh.

I saw this "paradoxical antique" in my hand, which is called both "The Magic Horn of the Boy" and "The Flute of the East". The light spots falling all the way under the sky seemed to vaguely form rows of long and short lines. Different, interlaced combinations of symbols or words!

"What's wrong?"

Fan Ning, who was meditating at the lighthouse, was slightly distracted and frowned and asked.

"I seem to see 'Star Trail' scattering poems?"

Qiong's tone was very confusing: "This kind of layout should be poetry. The strange square characters seem to be in Guchaniz language??. I don't know why "The Flute of the East" has poetry sprinkled in it. That's why it brings a The reason for the title of the book? If you were here, you might be able to understand it, but I can’t understand it now, and I don’t know how to convey it to you.”

"Psalms." Fan Ning also knew another name for "The Flute of the East". "It can't be those 'joyful songs' in 'The Devil's Horn of Youth', right? The Divine Advent Society used to compile its teachings to confuse the people. It is possible that the abnormality area is distorted into Guchanizi language. Don’t be distracted now and study it later.”

"Um."

Qiong's body has already flown to the branch of a tree, which is a tall coconut tree in the southern projection. The wind blows suddenly, sometimes it is the hot summer wind, and sometimes it is the cold wind in the abnormal area. As for wind, Joan prefers summer breezes because they are mixed with the moisture of the ocean and the fragrance of coconuts.

"Crescent moon"

She leaned on the branch, stretched her body slightly, and watched the falling starlight split into two directions and gradually go away, her eyes thoughtful.

The southern continent, the original city-state of Tiya, the fox lily wilderness area in the northwest.

There is only hot wind and waves mixed with sand and gravel.

and rolling, cracked and barren hills where only sparse thorn-like plants can survive.

In an inconspicuous mountain valley, suddenly, a faint bloody smoke rose from the cracks in the soil.

This cloud of smoke slowly swirled in the low altitude without any obvious changes. It was not until several hours passed that the color seemed to differentiate from pure blood red into other colors.

Moreover, a highly transparent shadow appeared in the smoke.

It was very thin, almost an illusion, and looked like it might be blown away by the wind at any time.

This figure has a slender figure, ice blue eyes, long hair and beard.

He sat with his guitar in his arms, wearing loose cotton shorts and a white shirt open.

The smoldering wind blew his clothes, and his eyes seemed to look at the sky on the top of the mountain, and his fingers hooked a string on the guitar.

Western Continent, Apel War Zone, west of the disputed border between the Kingdom of Holy Janus and the Kingdom of Lydia.

Mountains, lakes, primeval forests that block out the sun; swamps, wetlands, and muddy roads.

After the border of the Abnormal Zone spread to a sufficiently oppressive and terrifying adjacent distance, there were few people here, and even the wars in the secular world lost interest in this place.

A shabby road stretched forward and was cut off behind a rotten barbed wire.

There was an abandoned watchtower here, and further in were reeds as tall as a person, and further in were swamps, and, an arc surface.

Different scenes were mixed and superimposed on the arc surface and flowed together, like a distorted and colorful film on the surface of soapy water.

On the wire mesh next to the abandoned sentry tower, there was originally a rusted and weathered lighting lamp.

Suddenly, the lamp seemed to flicker faintly.

A faint blood mist began to swirl inside the abandoned sentry tower.

It was also an extremely slow process of coloring, fractalization, and transformation into a shadow.

This was a middle-aged gentleman who looked to be about 40 or 50 years old. His hair was neatly combed, his temples were gray, and he was wearing a formal old-fashioned suit. His boots were covered with mud and rotten leaves.

He looked peaceful, sitting on the ground with his eyes closed. The book in his hand emitted a faint glow in the dimness.

In the Qiming Church, Xilan was already standing on the altar, and the sound of Bach's "Chaconne" resounded in every corner.

Fanning, who was standing in front of the broken window, felt something in his heart and turned his head to look sideways.

So the two growing shadows far away in the West Continent and the South Continent also looked at each other from a distance.

Their eyes crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, and at this moment, they began to meet.

Sorry, the order of chapters 40 and 41 is reversed. I pasted them and swapped them, so there may be some error and delay in display.