As the scroll unfolded, Zhou Yu's eyes stood there when he saw the appearance of Fairy Su Xin on the scroll. At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes. The whole world was the picture that was looked at.

Fairy Su Xin on the scroll, with long hair and long hair, wearing a white skirt, sitting at the stone table, stroking the strings of the piano, looking forward with her eyes calmly. At this time, he seemed to see Fairy Su Xin's eyes, without any distractions, and only the purity like a spring.

Looking at Fairy Su Xin's face, Zhou Yu had only one thought in his heart, that is, he saw a real fairy, as beautiful as a fairy. This is the best word to describe a woman, but in his opinion, Fairy Su Xin was no longer as beautiful as a fairy, but she herself, a fairy.

Fairy Su Xin's beautiful face is not as tempting as a secular woman, full of a sense of transcendence, pure and pure, as if it is not as tempting as the world.

On the entire scroll, no matter the bamboo forest, mountain rocks, streams, or guqin, it cannot overwhelm the fairy spirit of Fairy Su Xin.

All along, in his mind, some stars on earth can be called fairies. Only Xiaolongnu in that TV series. Now, Fairy Su Xin's appearance allows him to see what the real fairy is.

Zhou Yu looked at the scroll for a long time before he slowly came to his senses. Fairy Su Xin in the scroll seemed to be in front of him, so real. There was a legend in ancient times that after a portrait of a fairy was obtained by others, he fell asleep with the scroll every day.

Now, if this scroll is obtained by ordinary people, it will probably be the case, because the one in the scroll is a real fairy.

If he hadn't had the radio before and his mentality was greatly enhanced, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to come back to his senses from the scroll in such a short time.

The painting skills of that senior brother Zheng are very impressive. I just don’t know how much the beauty of Fairy Su Xin can be expressed in the scroll.

Zhou Yu slowly opened the scroll, and a bamboo forest appeared in front of him. The small bridge and stream water looked beautiful, but the people in the scroll were even more beautiful. At this time, looking at Fairy Su Xin in the scroll, the light breeze song seemed to sound in his ears again, and a clear sound that could shake his soul.

If you can enter the world of fairy tale and listen to a light breeze next to Fairy Su Xin, I believe it will make you feel more trembling than now.

Anyone who saw the scroll would not help but look completely at Fairy Su Xin. Zhou Yu controlled his gaze and slowly moved downwards, laying on the guqin that Fairy Su Xin was stroking with her fair jade hands.

Judging from the guqin in the scroll, it is not much different from that on the earth. After counting, he found that there were seven strings in total, which are the seven-stringed lignes in the earth's world.

However, the piano is green all over, giving people a very fresh feeling, and it seems to have full spirituality on it. He can even feel the strings trembling themselves.

After watching the scroll for a while, Zhou Yu slowly looked away and slowly rolled up the scroll with his hands.

After reading this scroll, his impulse to see Fairy Su Xin with his own eyes deepened it a little further. I wonder if this wish can be realized tonight.

Zhou Yu looked at the watch on the table. It was already ten o'clock. Before he knew it, he had been looking at the portrait of Fairy Su Xin for an hour. Even so, his heart was filled with reluctance.

As the early morning was getting closer and closer, he looked at the radio on the table, which was still not moving, and felt some expectations in his heart. He didn't know which frequency it would be on today, and more importantly, whether he could continue to dream of immortality.

Now there is only so much time, Zhou Yu did not go to bed, but looked at his hands and thought about something.

The picture just now opened, which not only brought him the appearance of Fairy Su Xin, but also the possibility of his foundation-building realm.

This scroll is protected by formations and requires spiritual power to stimulate the method. Spiritual power is something that can only be possessed in the foundation-building realm. This means that he has reached the realm that many beginners of immortal cultivation desire to reach, foundation-building.

From Elder Zheng’s words, there are some fairy tale novels he has read. Foundation building is a symbol of truly becoming an immortal cultivator.

The previous green flying sword lit up, and when the scroll just opened, he felt that he had triggered it unintentionally. If he deliberately controlled it, it would not appear. Perhaps this was closely related to his never practicing martial arts.

By practicing the exercises, one can naturally control the spiritual power in his body. However, he, who has not even entered the qi refining, has reached the foundation-building realm and can only be stimulated by luck.

Thinking of this, a character appeared in Zhou Yu's mind, that is Duan Yu. This guy got the powerful Six-Meridian Divine Sword, but just like himself, he could only be fired by luck.

This person's internal strength is entirely caused by sucking, not by himself, and it is exactly the same as his current state.

Time gradually approached the early morning, and Zhou Yu had been watching the radio seriously before. At this moment, he clearly saw the white light lit up again on the radio.

But this time, he felt that the light on the radio was brighter than before and more comfortable.

Looking at this ball of light, Zhou Yu showed a hint of joy. As he had guessed, although the radio was full of energy, it was only when it was approaching the early morning that it could connect to the world of fairy tales.

Perhaps in the future, the radio can be upgraded to the level of connecting to the fairy tale world anytime and anywhere.

He carefully took the radio from the table, and the moment he touched the radio, the white light slowly faded and disappeared.

Holding the radio in his hand, Zhou Yu turned on the switch, and the familiar sizzling sound rang again. He placed one hand on the frequency modulation button, slowly rotating, looking forward to which frequency will be turned on this time.

If we talk about what he is most looking forward to in his heart, it is undoubtedly the Xianyin Sect where Fairy Su Xin is located, and then the Xuantian Sect of Master Wu. I just don’t know if he can dream of entering the world of fairy tales like before after the frequency of this connection.

The frequency of the radio is from top to bottom, from Xianyin Sect, Xuantian Sect, and Wanbeast Sect. As for the Shenchu ​​Villa in the dream yesterday, he only knew that it had been opened, but he didn't know what the frequency was.

Zhou Yu carefully rotated the button. After the radio was charged with energy this time, will it only connect to the frequency of the Xianxia world every time?

Gradually, the frequency of the radio approached Fairy Suxin's fairy sound gate. He was full of expectations and wanted to hear the beautiful piano sound again, or the ethereal and clear voice of Fairy Suxin.

Unfortunately, there was still a sizzling sound on Fairy Su Xin's frequency. Zhou Yu shook his head. It seemed that although the radio was full of energy, it might not have been upgraded much. It is estimated that only one frequency could be connected at a time.

The frequency gradually came to the Xuantian Sect, and Zhou Yu showed emotion on his face. The last time the radio overdrawed energy was from Uncle Wu, who took a flying sword from Song Qingxiu.

When the pointer reached the frequency of Xuantian Sect, the sizzling sound disappeared, and he once again heard the familiar cry of the crane.

"Senior, are you here? Senior, are you here?" As the crane cried, Uncle Wu's familiar voice came from the radio.

Zhou Yu couldn't help but smile. Others might have doubts, but this old man is really a senior.

He tried to say something to the radio, but Uncle Wu from the fairy world did not respond at all. It seemed that he could not communicate directly. The radio was baptized by yesterday's lightning, recharged energy, turned on the frequency of the Divine Chef Villa, and at the same time, it helped him build the foundation successfully. Perhaps it did not have much upgrade in itself.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yu felt a little regretful. Now he was connected to Uncle Wu’s frequency, but he was still in the earth world, and his consciousness did not enter the world of fairy tale. He shook his head and was lucky enough to enter once and see the real world of fairy tale. What else is there to be dissatisfied with?

"Senior, I haven't seen you for many days, but I know that you haven't disappeared. You may be here now. I have heard about what happened yesterday, which is so satisfying." Uncle Wu's excited laughter came from the radio.

Zhou Yu was a little confused. He suddenly glared at yesterday's incident. Could it be that he had taken the so-called spiritual chicken that the so-called immortal cultivator wanted to eat at the Shenchu ​​Villa yesterday?

At that time, he really thought he was in a dream, so he had no scruples. He felt a little unhappy when he saw this domineering guy. I wonder if this guy had any trouble with the people from the Shenchu ​​Villa after seeing the disappearance of the spirit bird.

However, since it was so satisfying to listen to Uncle Wu's words, I believe that the so-called senior did not do anything excessive.

"Haha, senior, the domineering guy who went to Shenchu ​​Villa yesterday was extremely arrogant in the world of immortal cultivation. He relied on his cultivation, and was very domineering. The spirit birds in Shenchu ​​Villa are treasures. Even if I lay eggs, I can only buy three or four a year, and I have to say good things in every way."

"That guy actually went to Shenchu ​​Villa yesterday and directly asked to eat two spirit birds. The ancestor of Shenchu ​​Villa was not there, so they could only take out a few spirit birds to meet his requirements."

"But you suddenly appeared and rescued the dying spirit bird, which made the guy tremble all over. He probably didn't expect that someone would dare to seize food from his tiger's mouth."

Zhou Yu listened carefully. As Uncle Wu was in charge of a sect's Lingcao Garden, he could only buy three or four pieces a year. What was the precious thing about this egg? What did that guy do after he took away the Lingbird Chicken himself?

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