The dark gray strokes were dipped in the blood of Lin Xun, like a spirit, and began to outline along the fragments of the "strange pattern".

Snort!

A mysterious line flows under the brushstroke, like a dragon and snake galloping, like mercury pouring on the ground, bright red and translucent, full of indescribable charm.

An ancient yellowed scroll, a strange pattern imprinted on the last page, and a dark gray seal pen that seems to have awakened from its silence make for a mysterious and palpitating picture.

Lin Xun's eyes widened, staring at this scene, but he was powerless to do anything.

His body seemed to be controlled, and the palm of the hand holding the seal pen did not obey the call at all, and sketched on the "strange pattern" arbitrarily.

It was the first time Lin Xun had encountered such a strange thing, and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

He could tell that the cause of all this seemed to be related to the mouthful of blood he had just coughed up.

It is precisely because of that mouthful of blood that this dark gray seal pen wakes up from the silence, and also makes that "weird pattern" no longer as simple as it seems.

The picture presented in front of you at this moment is like an invisible hand controlling everything, it is based on ancient scrolls, with blood as ink, and seal pen as a guide, constantly improving the mutilated, dull, dense and messy "strange pattern".

Such an incredible scene made Lin Xun almost unable to believe his eyes.

Just now, he thought that this time he was very likely to die, who would have thought that just because of his unintentional action, such a mysterious change would be triggered?

What does all this mean?

Without waiting for Lin Xun to understand, he suddenly felt that the blood around his body seemed to be being pulled by a strong force, and they all rushed to his right palm.

And the dark gray seal pen that was held in his palm at this moment suddenly released a swallowing force, through the skin of his palm, constantly absorbing the blood in Lin Xun's body.

Gurgle~~

Lin Xun could even hear that his own blood was like gurgling water, constantly pouring into that dark gray seal pen.

"Damn it!"

Lin Xun's heart was anxious, the continuous flow of blood would only speed up the progress of death, if he didn't stop it, it wouldn't take long at all, he would die on the spot due to excessive blood loss!

Lin Xun struggled frantically, but he couldn't move at all, the dark gray seal pen was like an unshakable mountain, constantly absorbing his blood, and then waving the pen to write a red track on the "weird pattern".

Lin Xun's face became more and more pale, his lips were purple and blue, and his whole person seemed to have lost his vitality, revealing a sign of decay.

How so?

Could it be that this pen has to pay for his own life to repair and perfect this "strange pattern"?

Lin Xun was bitter in his heart, he thought that the book left by Mr. Lu could help him change his life against the sky and be reborn in Nirvana, who would have thought that all this would actually want his life!

Lin Xun, who was sitting at the desk, was like a puppet being manipulated at this time, holding a seal pen in his right hand, constantly sketching on the last page of that ancient scroll, making a rustling sound.

The atmosphere was quiet.

But Lin Xun couldn't make any sound, his face became paler and paler, his breath became weaker and weaker, and his consciousness became more and more blurred......

He couldn't stop this, maybe he had to wait for death.

It's just that Lin Xun never expected that as soon as he arrived in the Ziyao Empire, he had just set foot in the Scarlet Cloud Village, and he was just about to cultivate hard, but the shadow of death had begun to fall.

Is this fate?

Inexplicably, Lin Xun remembered the shocking scenes he had just seen, and a long sigh of the majestic figure seemed to echo in his mind once again - "Time is not with me!"

Then, Lin Xun's eyes darkened and he completely lost consciousness.

In the middle of the night, the starlight poured down from the window, and the mountains in the distance were vast and lonely.

The thin boy was lying on the desk, breathless, and his right palm, pulled by the dark gray pen, kept sketching on the last page of the ancient scroll......

I don't know how long it took, the dark gray seal pen suddenly sudden, and the body of the pen like a sharp sword suddenly sprinkled with wisps of dazzling golden flames, illuminating the entire dark room.

Then, the entire seal pen burned, disappearing into the strange pattern on the last page of the mysterious scroll.

Airplanes!

A strange wave surged from the scroll, and an obscure sound sounded, wafting like a heavenly sound.

However, in just an instant, this ancient scroll turned into a flash of light, poured into Lin Xun's unconscious body, and disappeared.

At the same time, in the inky night above the vast 3,000 mountains, bright stars hung eternally in the sky, circulating along an eternal trajectory.

However, at the same time as the mysterious ancient book disappeared, an indescribable circle of invisible ripples suddenly appeared in the night sky, spreading layer by layer like a wave board in the sky.

In an instant, the billions of stars in the sky trembled violently as if they were frightened, and then they disappeared in a flash, and they returned to their original state, and if they did not observe carefully, they would not have found such a scene at all.

......

Same night, Obsidian Empire.

The suburbs of the imperial capital, the top of the stargazing platform with a height of 9,900 feet, the night breeze is dignified, whistling like a dragon, here is the highest building in the imperial capital, overlooking from here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire imperial capital.

At this time, the night was dark, and an old man in a black robe stood alone on the stargazing platform, his white hair and body were rickety, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

This old man is the Imperial "Heavenly Sacrifice", an old man who enjoys a transcendent position in the Ziyao Empire and is wise to the sky.

It is said that this "heavenly sacrifice" has lived for a long, long time, and when the founding emperor first ascended the throne, the old man was already the only owner of this "stargazing platform".

As for many other days, tonight the old man came to the top of the stargazing platform alone, as usual.

It's just that today he didn't meditate and meditate as usual, nor did he go to the stars, he just stood quietly in front of the railing, looking at the bustling red dust covered in the night in the distance, silent, which seemed a little abnormal.

"Sure enough, there will be a vision tonight!"

After a long time, the old man seemed to sense something, Huo Ran raised his head, a bright luster flashed in his eyes surging with vicissitudes, and he looked at the night sky in the distance.

But after just a moment, the old man frowned and muttered: "Why is it gone?" Impossible, the heavens will descend on the world, and there will be signs, or hidden in the changing wind and clouds, or hidden in the cycle of stars in Zhou Tian, or there will be extraterritorial disasters attacking, or there will be auspicious light emerging from the mountains and rivers......"

"But why, tonight's vision is gone? Could it be that the old man has made a mistake?"

In the cold wind, the old man's white hair fluttered, and there was a rare solemnity on his ravine-like face.

He knew that something must have happened tonight, but he couldn't observe it by his own strength.

Such an anomaly has hardly happened in all these years.

No matter how old the old man is, he is still a heavenly sacrifice! It is an existence in the Ziyao Empire that even the royal family has to be feared!

A vision that is difficult to see even in the heavenly sacrifice is enough to shock the world.

After pondering for a long time, the old man suddenly sighed, turned around and walked down the stargazing platform.

That night, an edict from the "Heavenly Sacrifice" of the Stargazing Platform was sent to the imperial study in the palace for the first time, and even the current emperor, who had already rested, was alarmed.

The edict reads: "There is a vision from heaven to descend on the land of three thousand mountains in the southwest border of the empire, this vision is mysterious and unpredictable, with the power of the old man, he can not see its mystery, I am afraid that there will be a peerless treasure, I hope Your Majesty will treat it carefully." ”

A treasure of no kind!

I'm afraid that he didn't even expect the "Heavenly Sacrifice", because the four words he used made the southwestern border of the empire suddenly enter the vision of the highest level of the imperial capital, which caused a lot of turmoil in the days to come.

......

Lin Xun was awakened by a rooster crow, and the moment he opened his eyes, his consciousness was in a trance.

Not dead?

Lin Xun raised his body lying on the desk, only then did he notice that it was already dawn at this time, and a ray of dawn was projected from the window, sprinkling a warm light.

Not dead indeed!

Lin Xun took a deep breath, felt the breath of the air flow echoing around his body, and finally dared to be sure that he was still alive and well.

He hurriedly checked his body, and found that his qi and blood were vigorous, his qi and organs were accessible, and there was no trace of injury, as if everything he had encountered last night was just a dream.

But Lin Xun knew that this was definitely not a dream!

Last night, he clearly remembered that his life was constantly passing, on the verge of death, and even the blood around his body was uncontrollable, constantly being absorbed by the dark gray pen...... Wait a minute!

What about the seal pen?

Lin Xun was suddenly stunned, looked around the desk, and found that not only the dark gray seal pen, but also the ancient scroll was nowhere to be found.

Lin Xun's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly got up to look for it, this is the most precious treasure left by Mr. Lu, how can he lose it in his own hands?

But he almost rummaged through the room, but he didn't find these two treasures, Lin Xun frowned, and his heart became more and more anxious.

Did someone steal them at night?

Lin Xun was a little unsure, and at this moment, he inadvertently suddenly noticed that in his empty sea of knowledge, there was an extra portal!

It was indeed a door, bright red and translucent, as if soaked out of blood, and the surface of the portal was engraved with a mysterious pattern of extreme intricacy and intricacies.

Looking carefully, the pattern was filled with a reckless and ancient atmosphere, just looking at the pattern, Lin Xun vaguely had a sense of familiarity.

It's the "weird pattern" that is imprinted on the last page of the scroll!

Suddenly, Lin Xun remembered that the pattern engraved on the portal was somewhat similar to the "strange pattern" he had seen.

However, in comparison, the "pattern" on this portal is no longer incomplete, showing a sense of completeness over and over again.

This portal is quietly suspended in the empty sea of knowledge, indescribably mysterious.

Lin Xun's face suddenly became weird, and a thought uncontrollably popped up in his heart, could it be that the disappearance of the scroll and the seal pen was related to this portal that suddenly appeared?

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