Record of Chaos

　　Lian Ling looked around. Although the true spirit of the local customs was destroyed, the power of the heavens and the earth still exists, but the form has changed without any actual loss.

　　 If she could refine this map of the emperor, then it would only be in her thoughts to regenerate such a true spirit.

　　 As she expected, this repulsive force from heaven and earth did not stop. Soon, the real spirits of Fenglei, Earthhuo, and Fengshui were condensed again... After repeated battles, she flew all the way and finally reached a peaceful place.

　　 This is a plain, the violent world is much quieter. Here, it seems that the world has gradually recognized her existence and no longer uses violent confrontations.

　　 There are rivers in the lakes on the plains, with dense water nets. But a closer look reveals that not all of those water nets are formed naturally, and many of them are obviously dug by manpower. The water network leads the lakes and rivers to the stretches of square fields.

　　 There are many people here, but they are not real flesh and blood, but phantoms made up of clouds of wind and dust.

　　 These people do not know the creatures that have been swallowed by the map of the emperor for thousands of years. The difference between them and Lian Ling is that they have been assimilated by this world, they have no self-consciousness, and become spiritual slaves in the painting, only controlled by the divine mind in this painting.

　　 Although they have no self-consciousness, they still retain the image they had just taken into the painting, and they have different clothes and shapes.

　　Among the crowd, there are incomplete demons, Xijia with curly hair and red faces in delicate robes, and some wear Middle-earth costumes. There are also vicious ancient savages dressed in animal skins and even naked.

　　The differences between each other are so huge, but they turn a blind eye to them. Instead, they cooperate with each other in an extremely orderly manner, doing continuous work together.

　　 Someone was digging a river to lead the water to the wasteland. Some people are reclaiming land, plowing solid land. There are also people who are empty in their hands, but they are like planting seeds, sowing seeds that do not exist in the plowed field.

　　 Others dig out the "saplings" that have grown in the ground and transplant them to barren hills everywhere. But the biggest problem is that the sapling in their hands actually doesn't exist at all, it's just empty.

　　 There are only yellow earth and crystal-free water between the heaven and the earth, and there is no trace of green at all. So these soul slaves do not know how many thousands of years of work are actually in vain. There is only soil and water in their fields, and nothing except water and soil.

　　 Lian Ling stood on a small hill, and the soul slaves who were busy planting trees rushed around her, turning a blind eye to her.

　　They kept digging holes in the ground, then planted saplings that didn't exist at all into the pits, cultivated the soil, watered them with earthen pots, and then left. Little did they realize that what they did was useless work.

　　Lian Ling suddenly woke up. This world has soil and water, but also gold and fire, but lacks wood. Without seed, there is no wood. There is a lack of grass and trees in this world, so there is only a great wasteland, and no creatures will be born.

　　 She knows how to refine this picture. She collects a lot of species of heaven, earth, spiritual grass and strange trees. If some seeds were planted in this heaven and earth, when the living beings prosper, the obsession of this heaven and earth can be achieved, and she will smoothly refine this treasure.

　　 But no matter what kind of seeds grow and reproduce, it takes a very long time. Even if she sows the seeds today, it will be a decade or a hundred years from now until the world is full of trees.

　　Lian Ling's heart suddenly brightened. She sat down on the spot and picked up a golden core mana.

　　 "Qingdi Dragon Snake!"

　　 Suddenly, a strong vitality centered on her, and the blue waves rippled away. Everything grows between heaven and earth, and the color of emerald green spreads like wildfire.

　　……

　　 There were a lot of casualties in the city lord’s mansion, but they didn’t know at all. The two-world city was as usual except for the city’s closure and search.

　　 The madman who rushed to the blood lake did not return. Hundreds of them have worked hard to trap the tiger in the forest, which is gradually being implemented.

　　 The enemy has been eliminated, but Lu Baiyu is less anxious. When Hao Kuang can conquer the blood lake, when will he reward the porcupines. If they cannot be attacked, they are not allowed to come back. He doesn't care about time anyway.

　　 It was the seven-day lockdown, five days have passed. He ordered people to step up the search in the city. But it didn't really matter whether he could be found.

　　 Even if the city is reopened at the end of the seven days, he will make people search the city secretly and monitor the merchants who come and go. Maybe that kid relaxed his guard at that time, but it was easier to catch him.

　　 More importantly, after accepting the banshee, the fire of hatred in his heart has been mostly eliminated. Moreover, the eldest son Lu Jiao was also very docile. It seems that this momentum can completely make up for the inheritance gap left by Lu Hao after his death.

　　 Late at night on the fifth day, after a few days of busy work, a wave of sleepiness came to my heart. He was about to fall asleep in bed. But at this time, he suddenly remembered something, took out the beauty picture from under the pillow, and carefully unfolded it.

　　 Although it is just a piece of yellowed old paper, the pattern on it is as clear as real. The shocking woman is still standing in the middle of the picture scroll, she is really as slim as a lotus flower.

　　 Lu Baiyu, since he arrived in the Purple Mansion, has been sober-hearted, searching for resources, devoting himself to cultivation, and seeking to reach the next level.

　　 But this time, facing this enemy who almost killed him, he had a strong desire for possession for some reason.

　　 There are many charms in the demon world, and he has also encountered many, every time he forcibly carried it over with a firm Dao heart. But this fish monster is different.

　　 Her eyebrows are not a glamorous and charming sentiment, but a calm beauty that is as light as water, Gujing Wubo, which makes him unconsciously indulge in it.

　　 There is such a beautiful woman in the world, but is it the enemy of his three-eyed egret family? If this is not the case, he may use his wealth to pursue this woman.

　　Although there is only one painting left, he looks at the beauty in this painting, which is really lifelike. Her eyes flowed, she always wanted to get out of the painting.

　　 Lu Baiyu even had an idea in his mind.

　　 Since this painting is in my hands, this woman is always in this painting. So if he can progress to the upper stage and gain the power of the golden core, then maybe he can freely enter and leave the painting. In this way, the woman is also an accessory to the painting, and naturally belongs to him forever.

　　 This made his hopes burn. He stretched out his palm and gently stroked the woman on the painting, but it was a pity that only the rough surface of the paper was touched by his palm. The eyes of the woman in this painting seemed to show a hint of mockery.

　　 "Huh," Lu Baiyu snorted coldly, and said to the person in the painting, "When I cultivate to the Golden Core Realm, I will definitely find a way to get in and out of this painting. Then, how do you see you get out of my palm?"

　　 "Really?" The woman in the picture replied disdainfully.

　　 Lu Baiyu chuckled, but he was startled suddenly. This woman was still wearing that cyan dress just now, but now she doesn't know how to put on a treasure of colorful aura.

　　 With a move of her gaze, she really came alive, and a scaly long sword in her hand suddenly stabbed out of the painting.

　　 The opponent is the Jindan flesh body, and the speed of one move is far faster than his reaction. What's more, he is so close, he is not at all alert, and he has no time to evade. The sharp scaled long sword pierced his heart in just an instant.

　　Although his heart had been pierced and blood rushed out wildly, Lu Baiyu was still awake. He stared at the stunning woman walking out of the painting in amazement.

　　 In the past two days, he has also imagined that this woman will come out of the painting countless times, but he never thought that it was in such a dying situation.

　　 Why is she included in this painting, so she can come out again? Xijia never said that someone could come out of this painting~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I have never heard of it, whether it is alive or dead.

　　 "Who are you on earth?" Lu Baiyu murmured.

　　 He was extremely unwilling. As the lord of the two-world city, one of the most powerful people on the border of the monster, he died under the hands of an unnamed wild monster. He would rather the other party have a thunderous name.

　　 It's just that while the sword pierced his heart, it pierced his esophagus by the way. The blood rushing from the heart flooded into his mouth like a flood.

　　 His mouth was full of blood, so he murmured only a creepy sound.

　　 Lian Ling didn't give him any more explanations, but calmly pulled out the sword, and then the sword light swept away, and cut his neck altogether. After watching Lu Baiyu's head fall to the ground, she burned the corpse with a fire escape technique.

　　 Killing people and hunting for treasure, this is really common among Xuanmen monks. But Lian Ling rarely picked up the immortal lotus left by his opponent.

　　 This is mainly because she had very little ties in the past, only her sister. He is also the lord of the Jade Palace, and there is no shortage of resources. So she didn't care about money matters at all.

　　 But for some reason she suddenly remembered the shame.

　　 "If the poor boy is here and he finds the Immortal Lotus of the Lord of the City, I am afraid that he will be so happy. I take the things here and there is no big use, so I will pick it up for him."

　　 She has been practicing for a hundred years, and she rarely considers it for anyone except her sister. But this time she didn't know what was wrong, she just felt that if she could surprise this person, she would share the same feeling of joy.

　　 The map of the emperor does not need immortal lotus, and has its own hidden space. Lian Ling had completely refined it, but with a single thought, the thing flew towards her forehead, and then disappeared.