Chapter 208 Going home

Shi Xianyu sighed quietly, closed his eyes with his fate, and tried to use the small amount of spiritual power in his body to sense the world of the prayer.

The first thing that entered the field of vision was a green grass, and then a few white balls appeared...it seemed to be sheep?

In addition to sheep, there are some patterns on the grass that are similar to ancient totems, some are square, some are round, and there are triangles, diamonds, half-moons... all kinds of strange patterns.

Following these patterns, Shi Xianyu saw a boy wearing shorts and shorts, about twelve or thirteen years old, and there was a little girl next to him, like his sister, who looked only eight or nine years old.

The little girl's clothes were dirty and old, but she looked very cute. She squatted beside the boy, her eyes full of curiosity, while the boy painted on the grass with branches, pursing his lips tightly, and his expression showed a certain obsession.

As the branches are outlined, the totem emits a faint white light.

The light was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and the boy's movements became increasingly difficult.

He finally failed. He threw away the branches like anger halfway through the painting, and then covered his face and knelt on the ground, his emotions were very broken.

The little girl came over to comfort him, and a big yellow dog ran over and arched the boy's arm with his head.

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Shi Xianyu only saw this and retracted his spiritual power.

I've been relatively short of money recently, so I have to save some effort on my spiritual power.

Next, I prepared supplies, food, drink, wear, and use according to the same behavior... The clothes of the brother and sister were dressed a bit similar to those of the European Middle Ages, but they were not accurate. After all, the situation in each world is different and I cannot judge based on the world she lives in.

It’s like the desert world when she met Xiaoli. Whether it is architectural style or transportation, it is almost exactly the same as the world she lives in, but the amount of metal minerals in the desert world is so different that the price of gold and silver is much cheaper than her perception.

Therefore, Shi Xianyu can only guess and predict the new world, but cannot do anything foolproof.

Every time she went to the New World, she would habitually go to Shen Xiao to learn scriptures, practice for a period of time to improve herself, but this time she would not go.

Opening the space-time channel and connecting the two worlds also requires consuming spiritual power, and it is a little bit to save.

Shi Xianyu left the Immortal Palace, returned to Grandpa Zengzhao's basement, and then came out of the basement in the dark.

It took a long time since she went home. She found that she had gone out for too long. The house was covered with dust, and the footprints were taken when she stepped on the ground, and the mattress and pillows were so dirty that they could not be used.

Thinking that I couldn't live for a few days and was about to leave, I put off the idea of ​​cleaning, opened the wardrobe and took out a modern outfit, then carried my bag and went out-

Time passes differently in each world. She stayed with Li Lingjing until winter, but it seemed that autumn had just begun here.

The nights in Changshou Village are not deserted at all. Some old men and women take walks and some practice Tai Chi, which is neither lively nor too noisy.

Shi Xianyu took a taxi on the side of the road and went to stay in a hotel.

Hotels in tourist attractions are not cheap, but fortunately, she is not short of money. The most important thing now is to collect spiritual power. With sufficient spiritual power, you can open a channel to another world and make money by reselling a few items of supplies.

She was lying on the big bed in the hotel, charging her phone while shopping online according to the list.

Because I have been away for more than half a year, now when I look at those modern words, I will feel a sense of familiar strangeness mixed with it, which is very unreal.

She was confused and couldn't help but think, No wonder the God of the past said that many gods were lost in the three thousand worlds, and she had only gone to five worlds and had not been there for a long time. Now she feels dizzy. Wouldn't it be even more dizzy when she goes to a few more worlds in the future?

"Will I forget this place in the future? I don't remember to come back..."

She murmured to herself in the empty room, no one answered.

In the past, if there were any doubts, there were all the servants around him to answer. Although he was always serious and cold, he had been with him for so long and had some feelings.

...Oh, not, for her, it was mutual companionship, but for him, it should be imprisonment?

The longer he is imprisoned, the more painful he becomes.

Shi Xianyu sighed and felt helpless.

"Why is it so difficult to have a relationship..."

Turn off the light with a click, and she turned over and fell asleep, stopping herself from continuing to think about it.

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In the distant alien world, the silver-white dragon flew thousands of miles.

Following the shadows deep in his memory, he passed through the mountains, rivers and the sea and finally found his former nest.

It was an isolated island in the ocean. In his impression, this island should be majestic and magnificent. Now, looking down from the air, it seems to have become smaller. I don’t know if it is because of the changes brought about by the thousands of years of changes in mountains and rivers, or because it is no longer the little young dragon of the past.

The white dragon flew around the island, sometimes jumping into the sea, sometimes rushing into the sky, sometimes roaring towards the sky, as if this was necessary to vent its agitation.

Flying around and circles, his emotions gradually calmed down. He fell on the highest mountain on the island, his body was coiled in circles, adjusted to a relaxed posture, and then quietly looked at the deep blue and vast sea in the distance.

Finally back...

It seems that he hasn't come back.

He remembered that at that time, ancient dragons occasionally flew past the sky, and mermaids in the depths of the sea often surfaced and sang and disturbed the people. The forests on the island live with fairies the size of fingernails, and they would fly around at night, like fireflies.

Now everything is gone.

There is only the sound of the wind in my ears.

In such a huge world, it seems that only I am left. The thousands of years of imprisonment have completely separated him from the world.

The sea water was dyed into flames by the sunset. As the sunset sank, the flame gradually faded. Then night fell, and the stars appeared. The bright galaxy was like a belt of light spread in the dark, bringing all things in the world into tranquility.

The white dragon lies on the top of the mountain, watching the sunrise and setting, day after day, and its time seems to be stagnant.

After a few days, the white dragon saw a black shadow floating on the sea.

The black shadow slowly swam ashore, revealing the back shells covered with seaweed and corals. It turned out to be a huge ten thousand-year-old turtle. Every step he took would shake off many small fish and shrimps.

Wannian Turtle noticed the dragon's breath and stretched out its neck to look at the top of the mountain, and was very surprised: "Isn't this a white dragon captured by a monk on earth? Why are you back?"

The white dragon exhaled a cold breath and said viciously: "This is my nest!"

The Wannian Turtle is a monster that is both long-lived and very annoying. When it heard the dragon's warning, it ignored it and just retracted its neck and continued to climb to the shore slowly.

"It's no longer your nest, I've laid two nests of eggs."

White Dragon: “…………”

The Wannian Turtle found its cave at the foot of the mountain and lay at the entrance of the cave to ask the neighbors on the mountain: "How did you come back? I remember that the monk who captured you was very powerful."

Bailong snorted when he heard this, and his silver-white beard shook.

"He was greedy for the love of the world and distributed his life's cultivation to a mortal, and then he had a son and gave his cultivation to his children. The child had a grandson, and the grandson had a grandson... I passed on his bloodlines."

After a pause, a bit of discomfort in his strong tone: "Humans are greedy for pleasure, and their descendants are inferior to the previous generation. I just need to use a little trick and successfully escape."
Chapter completed!