The man wearing flower-hair clothes lowered his head and rubbed the corners of the clothes with gorgeous patterns back and forth with both hands, but his eyes were secretly looking up from under his eyebrows.

However, as soon as Su Yin's eyes touched, his eyes shivered and dodged again. He looked left and right, but he didn't dare to look up at people, and his voice was trembling:

"I, I dare not go there, the Supreme Immortal... The Supreme Immortal is boundless. You will definitely have nothing to do when you go there, because you are the Supreme Immortal.

I won’t be able to do it anymore. I am just a useless spider spirit with ordinary cultivation. How can I compare to you who is not in the Five Elements and Three Realms like you?"

After speaking, the old man who looked young but was actually an old fairy looked pitiful, raised his head and quickly glanced at Su Yin. Seeing that she seemed not angry, his courage became stronger and continued with a trembling voice:

"I... the little demon really didn't dare to lie to you. It's because of my low-skill that I dare not set foot in the immortal land. Besides, since Lord Shangxian has already arrived, I must have been to that fairyland, otherwise why are you here for the most part?"

Su Yin's mouth twitched as if she had a stroke.

This guy has forgotten all the things Zhu Zhu asked him for.

Besides, the middle-aged man looks pretty, how could he be so loli with his expression? The worst thing is that this expression is not at all inconsistent when he appears on his face, and it is even a little cute, which is simply magical.

At present, Su Yin is completely sure that Jiang Wanzhao, the old man Jiang is absolutely 100% Zhu Zhu's grandfather. His face is cute and cute, and he should not look too similar to Zhu Zhu.

After several breaths, Su Yin finally squeezed out a smile: "If you can't go by yourself, you will urge me to go. Is this what you mean?"

"No, it's really not. Master Shangxian, the little demon is wronged." Jiang Wanzhao paused her face, her head shaking like a twitch, and she almost knelt down and begged for mercy:

"Give the little demon another ten thousand courage, and the little demon dare not deceive you like this. As soon as the immortal appeared, there seemed to be some movement in the fairy world. The little demon was also afraid that the immortals there would take the lead, so he thought that you might as well go over and beat them up..."

The more he spoke, the less the voice became, and the corners of his clothes were almost twisted into twists.

Su Yin wasn't too angry.

She will definitely go to the so-called fairy world. Old man Jiang is hiding it or not, cheating it or not, because even without his words, Su Yin's conclusion was the same:

The fairy world must be related to the dug-out "now" and this dark matter.

Jiang Wanzhao is a ready-made example.

This fancy old man was able to survive until now and not yet transformed into particles, because there was a spider silk that prospered his life.

The spider silk continues not only spiritual energy, but also the "law of time".

To a certain extent, it has the same effect as the horn strings in Su Yin's sea of ​​consciousness, both of which anchor the lost ones in a direction, just like a lighthouse lit up in the vast sea.

With this anchor point, those who are trapped in the chaos of time can maintain the order of the normal world's operation and use this as a benchmark to correct their own time to avoid the invasion of time turbulence.

Keep pushing down. In this chaotic black fog, except for Su Yin, an alien who has a time corrector at any time, there is only one existence that has the power to connect and control the normal time order - that is, the person who creates this pile of black fog.

Su Yin believes that ninety percent of this person is Lingxu.

After reaching this conclusion, an equal sign was also drawn between the Immortal World and the Lingxu Taoist.

"What exactly scares you there?" Su Yin's eyes were watched by Jiang Wanzhao, and his voice was very soft.

"Oh, Lord Shangxian is making things difficult for the little demon." Jiang Wanzhao put on a bitter face, and looked like an old man:

"What kind of virtue is the little demon? How can I tell the inside story of the fairy world? The little demon just vaguely felt that...that..."

He tilted his head, his eyebrows and eyes frowned, his expression was very entangled, and he wanted to say it but couldn't say it.

Su Yin guessed that he might have not spoken for a long time and encountered a bottleneck in his wording, so he reminded him:

"Is there something wrong with the aura there?"

The racial talent of the snow spider is that the entire spiritual energy is affinity, and they are also extremely sensitive to spiritual energy. I believe that the feeling of something wrong also comes from this.

But to Su Yin's surprise, Jiang Wanzhao actually denied this statement.

His head shook left and right, and the huge ice flowers on his hair were shining brightly, almost blinding Su Yin's eyes.

He only heard him say, "No, Lord Shangxian. It's not a problem with spiritual energy, the spiritual energy there is very pure."

The old spider spirit rolled up his eyes hard, racked his brains with all his eyes, and suddenly slapped his forehead and said:

"It's Qi! Oh, the Qi in that place... Well, it's not all Qi anymore. How can I say it? If the fairy world is compared to a small thousand world, then the small thousand worlds and the secret realms that the little demons have seen are not much the same."

Su Yin turned her head and thought: "You mean...the law of operation?"

"Yes, yes. That's right." Jiang Wanzhao grinned and nodded vigorously. The pleasing on her face could be picked as a flower: "The Supreme Immortal knows everything, it's the little demon who is too stupid."

Su Yin ignored his flattery and frowned and pondered.

With Jiang Wanzhao's cultivation level upward at the middle level of the Nascent Soul, his feelings should not be wrong. If what he said is true, the law of the disordered immortal world will not be in time, but in space.

Recalling the broken city of Dafeng City, Su Yin had some insight in her heart.

She looked up at Jiang Wanzhao, and her expression became solemn in an instant: "I want to explore the fairyland. Are you going with me or waiting here?"

Jiang Wanzhao immediately said in a very terrifying manner: "The little demon is advancing and retreating with the Supreme Immortal."

Su Yin glanced at him upright.

I thought this guy would be so scared that he dared not go, but he didn't expect that he would have a clear mind at this moment, but it would have been a waste of his thousand-year cultivation.

When Su Yin goes, God knows what will happen. If the fairyland changes, it will be difficult to tell whether the spider silk on Jiang Wanzhao's body can still renew his life.

Su Yin saw through and said nothing, nodded, took off the old piano with his back hand and stroked it across his arm, and pointed his right hand five points to the piano.

"Wow" is like a lonely wind, waving the black fog all over the world slightly.

On the five-colored sea, the horn string suddenly vibrated, and the dark fog wall cracked a hole in response to the sound. There seemed to be a sound of a mountain collapse in the dark, the most solid and majestic, and a faint red light seemed to emerge in the thick night.
Chapter completed!