This is a symbiotic musical array.

It can not only ensure that the vitality of the divine wood will not be cut off by the purified fire, but also completely place the purified fire in the sky. Therefore, Yin Jiu needs the assistance of another external force, which is the source of water in this dreamland.

Water is the source of life!

Therefore, the task assigned by Yin Jiu to Qingluan was to drain the water from the Dream Return Realm to the Shenmu. Whether it is a big river, a mountain spring stream, a suspended spring waterfall, or even a vast sea of ​​vastness, it will flow here, and wash away the Shenmu with huge vitality. The Shenmu can also have enough power to ensure that the flames will not dry up.

Yin Jiu wanted to use the purified fire to light up the sky for the dream return, and the entire earth needed to contribute to it. There was nothing to gain without effort.

Yin Jiu's fingertips condensed with demonic power, and the pure golden music talismans were imprinted on the torso of the divine wood one by one. These wonderful and beautiful music talismans were closely attached to the divine wood, like some kind of beautiful embellishment, and the music talismans were connected together, like golden feathers.

Su Qingwan looked up and she always felt that Yin Jiu was depicting a beautiful phoenix.

The main torso of the Shenmu was covered with music talismans, and Yin Jiu turned to the branch again.

But there are too many branches of Shenmu.

However, Yin Jiu had no intention of being anxious at all. He did not miss any tiny branches, slowly moving between the branches and leaves, carefully imprinting the musical notes.

Su Qingwan stared at Yin Jiu for a while, her neck felt a little sore. She rubbed her neck and simply changed direction and looked at Qingluan who was playing...working.

Qingluan held a cluster of flames in one hand and the golden lanterns that Yin Jiu had pinched with Shenle in the other hand, trying to gather the vitality of the water to ensure that the small lanterns were not burned by the fire. However, Qingluan often repeated seven or eight times, but none of them were successful.

But the fire of purification burned his head almost bald.

The moment just now, Qingluan couldn't control the purifying fire, and Lao Gao almost lit Yin Jiu's hair. Yin Jiu slapped the flames and said, "If you can't think about it, go by yourself if you want to become a monk. If you can't help but not be a beauty, I can't bear to leave my beautiful wife."

At this moment, black smoke was still rising above Qingluan's head: "..."

I reasonably suspect that Master Jiu is showing your love, and I have evidence.

Qingluan was suffering alone under the tree.

Su Qingwan sat on Yin Jiu's nanmu chair, leisurely drinking the tea handed over by Ayin and Ayang, while smiling at the busy demons. I don't know what spell Yin Jiu used, and directly protected her with a transparent cover.

She could go out at will, but she couldn't get in except Yin Jiu.

This time, Su Qingwan was a complete crowd of people eating melon seeds.

Yin Jiu gave her favor with confidence, and she enjoyed the taste of being loved with peace of mind.

Su Qingwan tried hard to put herself in her shoes and imagine Yin Jiu's previous state of mind. Perhaps Yin Jiu was like this. Seeing all the joy, she didn't get involved in it at all, but to outsiders, she seemed too lonely. However, Su Qingwan thought this was also good.

What the authorities are confused about, and when she becomes a bystander, she will understand.

What's more, what's happening in front of her now is so strange and great.

This incident may not be widely circulated, but she can witness it with her own eyes.

Perhaps a long time later, when she became interested in talking about topics in old age, she would talk about a group of monsters who had worked hard for the light of the earth.

Su Qingwan is very happy.

When Yin Jiu stretched his arms, he caught Su Qingwan's smiling face, and immediately swept away his fatigue and continued his work. Qingluan also touched his bald forehead and insisted on his career of playing with fire. Mingyi, who was leading the monsters outside to transform the river channel, became more and more confused: Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do?

Why did I fall into supervising the work here?

No matter how confused Mingyi was, the project of transforming the river channel continued. Just when Mingyi began to question himself, he saw the glimmer of the divine wood.

The end is near!

Mingyi couldn't help but cry with joy.

My dear mother, this is not easy.

At this time, Qingluan also burned her last two hairs and successfully locked the purified fire into Yin Jiu's golden cage. The red and silver-green flames jumped in the cage, colliding with the fireworks, but they could not escape the ban set by Yin Jiu.

Qingluan excitedly showed the cage to Su Qingwan.

Why not show it to Yin Jiu?

Because Jiu Ye was busy imprinting musical notes, he was not Jiu Niangniang, and interrupted Jiu Ye’s work at hand. What he might have lost was not just a head of beautiful hair.

Doesn't it sound quite miserable?

While waiting for Yin Jiu and Mingyi, Qingluan sneaked up her hair and even changed her clothes. The big demon Qingluan wanted to save face. In this way, when he came back, he happened to catch the scene of Yin Jiu jumping from the divine tree and embracing Su Qingwan and acting coquettishly.

Qingluan: "..."

My eyes were not blinded by my own fire, but by the love that Jiuye showed.

How could the one who was holding the little beauty and acting cute? I was so majestic and domineering!

Ming Yi's army of monsters also came to Yin Jiu later.

Qingluan looked at the old man sitting in a nanmu chair with his legs crossed and directed the monsters to transform the river, and then he regained his sense of familiarity. Yes, it was the biggest beating of me in heaven and earth. This was the Ninth Master he was familiar with!

It's really very kind.

The river channel was successfully renovated.

Yin Jiu also stood up from the beauty's arms and flew into the air.

The sky above himself and himself is dark and light, without even a trace of white clouds.

Only the earth beneath others, the place where the divine tree is located has a little light.

The dream return is suppressed and blocked.

To be honest, Yin Jiu doesn't like this feeling.

If the way of heaven cannot give this place light, then he will give it to him.

A musical notation appeared in front of Yin Jiu out of thin air.

Yin Jiu spread his palms, so his hand fell into it and flipped quickly. Golden Lewen jumped out of the pages and circled like a giant dragon in the sky.

Yin Jiu clasped his palms, and the letter disappeared, and the dragon turned into several streams of light in Yin Jiu's rhythmic high-pressing, and fell into the river at a very fast speed, integrating with the river.

Yin Jiu started singing at this time.

The musical notes on the divine tree echo the melody in the river.

The music talisman was infinitely magnified, and turned into a illusory huge golden formation pattern in the sky. Yin Jiu walked on the road paved with the formation pattern, and he was still slapped in the high fives, as if he was casually wandering around the sky, but his chanting was filled with sincere wishes.

The light of the formation pattern he walked through gradually became stronger.

Not a god, but better than a god.

The creatures and souls in the dreamland realm all looked up. Some of them were already crawling on the ground respectfully worshiping, and for a moment, only Yin Jiu's singing voice remained silent.

Yin Jiu slapped his high-high and walked through each array pattern, and every step was extremely firm. He suddenly stopped at the end of the last array pattern, quickly patted seven times, and then the straight array pattern gradually gathered together to form a circle. From below, it looked like a window flower.

However, this is a beautiful golden window flower that no one can cut out.

Yin Jiu landed above the divine wood at the same time. He pursed his lips tightly and waved his hand to call up the golden lantern made by Qingluan. With a wave of his hand, the music talisman on the divine wood turned into a spiral staircase that reached the sky. The ladder continued to rise, as if it was about to extend to the end of the sky.

Yin Jiu finally stood still, and his voice floated from the sky: "Qingluan!"

Qingluan quickly closed her hands, and a pure blue flame was thrown into the sky without hesitation. The flames left the master and turned into phoenix birds, rushing straight to Yin Jiu.

That was Qingluan's heart.

The fire in the heart is extremely important to Qingluan, no less than his second life.

Even if one of the balls left the body, Qingluan felt cold sweat.

But Qingluan was smiling.

The blue phoenix bird flies around the golden spiral stairs, and the scene is not inferior to the beauty of the present world. Look, it is freedom, light... and also rebirth.

The branches and leaves of the sacred tree were bathed in light and swinged thunderously.

The leaves seemed to be covered with a layer of golden light.

But the realm of Dream Return was too great that Qingluan's heart looked much dim after being away from the ground, but it was still burning with endless grayness.

Ayin and Ayang looked at Qingluan's heart and danced excitedly.

"Qingqing, look, it's a meteor!"

Su Qingwan bathed in the soft light of the divine wood, reached out to stroke the golden leaves, looked up at the sky. Wherever she saw, there were the mysterious array patterns flowing, the spiral talisman ladder, a beautiful blue stream of light, and the sky that was no longer dark.

Yin Jiu took the blue light and penetrated into the golden cage with lightning speed. The powerful demonic power wrapped and assimilated the fire in Qingluan's heart and the purified fire. As the fire burst, countless broken purified sparks fell into the air like rain.

In the golden cage, a ball of golden purified fire was leaping happily.

Yin Jiu stood on the ladder and slapped his high-high again.

The formation patterns in the sky disappeared.

The purified fire light suddenly became strong.

That is the scorching and brightness that the sun can have.

Su Qingwan had to raise her hand to block the too dazzling light, and the moment she raised her hand, the light of the divine wood beside her became stronger. Su Qingwan tried hard to adapt to the sudden light and looked at the strange scene in front of her in shock.

The rivers from all directions were shining with rippling water waves, and these waves surrounded the divine trees that were the eyes of the array. The light emitted from the hanging lanterns illuminated the earth.

"Master is so great!"

"The master transforms into a little sun!"

Ayin and Ayang happily climbed up and down the divine tree.
To be continued...