Genius Demon Empress

The sound of crashing waves can be heard in my ears.

The Goddess Tower is built next to the sea. You don't feel it during the day, but at night, the waves coming from the sea crash on the base of the tower, and you can hear it especially clearly.

The sound of the waves was orderly and chaotic. After listening to it for a long time, and because of the shipwreck last night, she barely closed her eyes, Yue Jinghua fell asleep amidst the sound of the undulating waves.

In her sleep, Xu felt a bit chilly, and she huddled up.

In the lighthouse, the more than a thousand sacred patterns are still shining brightly.

There was a rustling sound in the corner of the lichen, and Qingpu suddenly appeared in the lighthouse.

His golden eyes stared at Yue Jinghua, who was sleeping soundly on the ground, and then looked around.

The night wind blowing from the sea brought a bit of coolness.

Looking at Yue Jinghua who was curled up in a ball on the ground, he hesitated for a moment and took off his robe. Just as he was about to cover Yue Jinghua's body, he suddenly heard a voice coming from the other side of the sea. There was a shrill howl.

Two thick eyebrows were raised, Qingpu took back his robe and walked to the tower window.

The wizard's robe in his hand was thrown into the sea, and he saw that the wizard's robe quickly expanded as if it had wings. It was dark, like the Bat King with its wings spread, and went straight into the sea.

When Wupao entered the sea, a large wave more than ten meters high suddenly appeared on the sea level, and it headed towards the outer sea with great momentum.

In an instant, the waves on the sea surged into the sky, and the harsh roar was suppressed.

The word Chuan wrinkled on Qingpu's forehead. He looked a little tired. He put his hands on the tower window, and the tear mole in the corner of his eye flashed.

Qingpu stood by the tower window for a whole night, her tall figure blocking the sea breeze blowing from the sea.

Without the sea breeze, the lighthouse seemed warmer.

Yue Jinghua had a good night's sleep. It was around dawn that he turned over and woke up.

As soon as she woke up, she felt something strange in the room. When she opened her eyes, she saw Qingpu standing by the tower window like a watchful stone.

The blue-patterned robe he usually wore was gone, and he was only wearing a sky-blue lining. The robe was embroidered with exquisite gold thread patterns, and his long hair was lifted high in the morning breeze.

At that moment, Qing Pu's back looked particularly desolate, appearing both real and illusory.

It seemed that he had been standing there for tens of millions of years.

illusory?

Yue Jinghua suddenly realized something. She noticed a long figure dragging on the ground.

Around sunrise, the sky is not bright yet.

Qingpu stood by the window sill, his broad shoulders almost blocking the entire sky.

Only a few naughty rays of sunlight slipped in through the gaps in Qing Pu's back, drawing a silhouette on the ground.

Back view!

The spirit body has no back.

Thinking of the last time she was at sea, Qing Pu's warm arms and her hot breath so close at hand, Yue Jinghua shuddered.

She almost forgot about the enemy.

Last time, Qingpu threw himself into the sea in an extremely ungentlemanly manner. He was no longer an erratic spirit.

Qingpu, what's wrong with your body? Yue Jinghua glared at Qingpu's back with a bit of anger.

In fact, Qingpu had already noticed the two eyes on his back that were sharper than knives and awls.

He didn't answer. He pushed the pole hard on his arm, performed a beautiful vault, and his long legs crossed the window sill.

Yue Jinghua was startled. This kid couldn't possibly be thinking about jumping off the tower. This was a goddess tower with thirteen floors and over 100 meters high.

Qingpu jumped lightly and stepped out with just a pair of long legs. He sat on the tower window, his feet dangling in the air, and his long hair danced like a snake.

He patted the tower window with his hand, signaling Yue Jinghua to come over.

Yue Jinghua thought for a while, and followed his example and sat astride the tower window sill.

This time, I was sitting a hundred meters high in the sky, and wisps of clouds were already floating beside the window sill. Looking around, on the sea level ahead, several morning red-billed gulls flew towards the rising sun.

On the sea, the red sun was as bright as a gem, jumping up from the other side of the sea little by little.

Look at the red sun, does it look like the sacred pattern on the top of the tower? At first glance, the rays of light are fascinating, but in fact, they are all emitted from the red sun. The return of all things is just a ray of light. It's just a thing, Qingpu seemed to be in a good mood today, without his usual venomous tongue or cunningness. However, Yue Jinghua had only a half-understanding of what he said and had no idea what he meant.

You have been in the Sea of ​​Star Consciousness for too long, and haven't seen the light for too long? And what's going on with your body? Can you see the sun? Don't you fly away like a ghost when you see the sun? Annihilated? Yue Jinghua has not yet adapted to Qingpu's changes, and does not pay much attention to what he calls the light or the red sun.

I haven't watched the sunrise from a high place for a long time. It reminded me of the scene when I watched the sunrise. I sighed and said too much. My profound strength is recovering, and it can appear for several hours a day. The sacred pattern here It's very mysterious, and it would be good for you to study more. Qing Pu Jian Yue Jinghua didn't react at all, and didn't point it out. He stood up and was about to leave.

Hey, you haven't explained clearly yet, how did you recover your profound strength? Watch the sunrise from a high place? Yue Jinghua became more and more mysterious as she listened.

High, a hundred thousand meters high, Qing Pu smiled evilly, If you have the chance, I will take you to see the real sunrise.

As he spoke, his figure had disappeared.

You're just pretending, Yue Jinghua said angrily.

After Qingpu left, the lighthouse became empty again.

The food Chi Xi brought last night was already cold, so Yue Jinghua had no choice but to light the Chaos Green Lotus Fire, heat up a steamed bun, and eat a few scribbles.

While she was chewing the buns, the corners of her eyes would fall on the sacred patterns on the top of the tower from time to time, and Qing Pu's words appeared in her mind by accident.

Sunrise and light?

The sea is already bright, and under the sun, the entire sea level turns into colorful colors.

Yue Jinghua dropped the bun in his hand and jumped up.

She raised her head and stared at the sacred pattern above the lighthouse.

Every line is so fine, every line is so unique.

They are the most outstanding works and have existed in the lighthouse for more than 800 years.

One thousand and eight holy patterns, it looks like one thousand and eight holy patterns, but in fact each stroke of them is independent. Just like rays of sunshine, it seems that each color is different, but in fact , they are all part of the sun. A part, yes, it is a part. These sacred patterns seem to be independent, but they are actually a whole. It is a brand new independent pattern constructed from them, Yue Jing Hua's eyes were like a pen wandering across the paper. Finally, the pen landed in the middle of the lighthouse dome.

There was a smile on her lips, So, it is composed of one thousand and eight sacred patterns, a brand new pattern, or should I say, a brand new divine pattern.