Chapter 296

Mount Song! Songyang Academy!

After the Shaolin trip, at the warm invitation of Fan Zhongyan, Yang Shi, and You Zuo, Li Changsheng, A'Zhu, Wang Yuyan, Qiao Feng, and Xiao Yuanshan came to the Songyang Academy.

A few days later, Qiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, and A'Zhu chose to leave and head to the Liao Kingdom.

"Wuwuwu!"

"Bullying me! You all only know how to bully me..."

"Cousin is dead, even A'Zhu has left... wuwuwu..."

Wang Yuyan cried, pear blossoms with rain, pitiful, very sad.

Cousin Murong Fu was dead, and it was good that A'Zhu was by her side; who would have thought that now A'Zhu had also left, leaving only herself.

Li Changsheng didn't know where he got the melon seeds, and while eating them, he watched Wang Yuyan cry, which was very interesting.

"Pity! This is ancient times, there is no camera! Otherwise, I would have taken a photo or recorded a video of Wang Yuyan crying."

Li Changsheng looked at Wang Yuyan crying, slapped his thigh, and shouted it was a pity.

"Little Patriarch has such a bad taste!"

"Yes! Yes! I didn't expect Little Patriarch to like watching girls cry?! What... kind of problem is this?!"

Watching Li Changsheng eating melon seeds while watching Wang Yuyan cry, Yang Shi and You Zuo felt extremely cold in their hearts.

"Wait! Perhaps... it's not impossible!"

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation: Human Path, records the various states of the human world, the seven emotions and six desires..."

"As for energy, isn't this spiritual energy filling the sky energy?!"

"You can also refer to the reflection on the water surface..."

"Next, is to depict an array..."

"..."

At the same time, Li Changsheng seemed to have suddenly thought of something, had a thought in his heart, inspiration burst forth, and he had an idea.

He picked up a stone from the ground at will, spiritual energy condensed, turned into a pen, and he depicted an array on the stone.

Bang!

A stone shattered, Li Changsheng didn't care, and picked up the second stone.

The second stone was depicted halfway, and with a bang, it shattered again; Li Changsheng picked up the third stone.

Time passed, Li Changsheng was fully focused, his spiritual sense condensed, and spiritual energy boiled around his body, as if forming an immortal holy land.

"This... what is Little Patriarch doing?! Why pick up a stone?!"

"This... I don't know! Just that the spiritual energy around here... seems to be boiling a bit..."

Yang Shi and You Zuo, looking at the movements in Li Changsheng's hands, couldn't help but feel curious.

Om!

Just at this moment, the void trembled slightly, and on the stone in Li Changsheng's hand, a piece of black light flowed, a mysterious and unfathomable power appeared on the stone, and the surrounding spiritual energy poured into it.

【You studied the Dao of Artifact Refining and Arrays! Your comprehension is heaven-defying, thoughtful... you understood the essence of artifact refining, arrays, talismans, spiritual energy, etc., and your means of artifact refining, arrays, talismans, spiritual energy, etc., have all advanced greatly! You refined the "Image-Recording Stone"!】

"Image-Recording Stone": As the name suggests, a stone that records images of the objective world!

"Image-Recording Stone! It's done!"

Li Changsheng was overjoyed, and then aimed this stone directly at Wang Yuyan.

I saw that on the Image-Recording Stone, black light flowed, and it began to record the scene of Wang Yuyan crying.

"Hmm! Need to add some sound, text, color, etc..."

"And, this stone is a bit small, need to add a projection function..."

Li Changsheng modified the Image-Recording Stone again, and not long after, a new Image-Recording Stone appeared.

This Image-Recording Stone could be called version 1.0, not only could it record images, but it could also record sound, text, color, etc.!

Half an hour passed, perhaps because she was tired of crying, Wang Yuyan finally stopped crying, but her expression was sad, her shoulders moving, as if she were twitching.

At the same time, Li Changsheng tapped the Image-Recording Stone, as if stopping the recording.

Afterwards, he picked up the Image-Recording Stone, found a relatively dark corner, tapped it again, and a light flashed slightly on the stone, projecting onto the wall next to it, and a picture slowly appeared.

Swish!

Suddenly, on the wall, a beautiful figure appeared, a girl in a lotus-colored gauze shirt, slim, with hair like a waterfall, leaning alone on the bed; under the sunlight, her appearance was crystal clear like jade, like a new moon, like a flower tree piled with snow, beautiful and indescribable.

But on this beautiful figure, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her tears were crystal clear, pitiful, sorrowful, giving people an endless desire for protection, and she was lovely to behold.

And, on this projected picture, sobbing sounds faintly came, although very low, but in this quiet room, it was exceptionally clear.

This figure, if not Wang Yuyan, who else could it be?!

"This is..."

Wang Yuyan heard a familiar yet strange sound, curious in her heart, and couldn't help but look in the direction the sound came from, "Why is this figure so familiar?! It seems to be... me?!"

The next moment, Wang Yuyan was shocked, her red lips slightly opened: Why did I appear on the wall?!

"My god?! This is... what kind of means?! How did Little Patriarch do it?!"

Yang Shi was not calm, exclaimed, looked at Wang Yuyan, and then looked at the projection on the wall, instantly dumbfounded.

"Incredible! Truly... incredible! Miraculous! Miraculous!"

You Zuo was also shocked, as if seeing a miracle, and couldn't help but shout.

They initially thought they were having hallucinations, but soon calmed their hearts and found that this was not an illusion, but a means unknown to them.

Yang Shi and You Zuo couldn't help but look at Wang Yuyan again, then looked at the projection on the wall, recalling the various expressions and movements of Wang Yuyan just now... exactly the same, as if time had flowed backward, re-enacting everything that had just happened.

"Is it really... me?!"

Wang Yuyan was shocked, got off the bed, came to the wall of the projection, and reached out to touch it, but found that the projected picture was a bit distorted, and it was her hands that appeared in the picture.

She took her hands away, and the projected picture returned to normal, not touching herself on the projected picture;

"You... how did you do it?!"

Wang Yuyan was shocked and confused, not even caring about her hatred, and couldn't help but ask.

"Want to know?!"

Li Changsheng looked at Wang Yuyan.

"Hmm hmm!"

Wang Yuyan nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Call me... good brother!"

"I will tell you!"

Li Changsheng smiled lightly, his expression calm: Little girl! Still want to fight with me?!

Once these words were spoken, Wang Yuyan was stunned, completely dumbfounded, looking at Li Changsheng incredibly: You killed my cousin, and you still want me to call you good brother?!

Although Wang Yuyan knew that Murong Fu was not killed by Li Changsheng; but if it weren't for Li Changsheng, her cousin wouldn't have died.

Wang Yuyan was speechless, tears flowed in her eyes, and it seemed she was about to cry again.

But Li Changsheng seemed not to see it, didn't pay attention to Wang Yuyan at all, he was not Duan Yu, and didn't want to be a lickspittle.

At the same time, in Shaolin!

Patriarch Bodhidharma came out of seclusion, fought Li Changsheng and lost, so he surrendered, knelt on the ground, and called him master.

That day, in the shocked eyes of the heroes of the martial arts world and the warriors of the world.

Patriarch Bodhidharma smashed the Tathagata Dharma Body and the Buddha statues, sculpted Li Changsheng's golden body, worshipped Li Changsheng as the Supreme True Buddha, and ordered all Shaolin disciples to pray sincerely every morning, noon, and night, without any hesitation or neglect!