It is worthy of the name of the Land of God’s Shade!
This quiet and peaceful place is not at all like the spooky and terrifying outside.
The inside and outside of the Shenlongmu tree seemed to be two completely different worlds.
In the Morihaiyuan world, your mind is always tense, and danger will come at any time. No matter how calm the surroundings are, you still feel depressed, nervous, and gloomy.
And in this place of divine shade, the whole person relaxes unconsciously. The quiet and peaceful atmosphere makes people feel relaxed immediately.
An old man was leaning on a deck chair under the tree, lazily fanning himself with a big leaf.
There were children running and chasing each other happily, letting out a long string of crisp laughter.
They were all wearing special clothes made of neither hemp nor silk, and the styles were simple.
One of them, a little girl with a round face and pigtails, tilted her head and looked at the stranger Jiang Wang.
Jiang Wang smiled at her, and she blushed and ran away shyly.
Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye were waiting in front of a huge fruit house.
There is only one fruit on this dragon tree. From Jiang Wang's understanding, it is equivalent to a single-family house in Linzi City.
The people who live here should be the real powerful figures of the "Saint Clan".
At this time, Jiang Wang also let down some of his vigilance. The reason is simple. If Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye have any bad thoughts towards him, they should not let the elders and children in the clan hang out in front of him and be exposed to danger.
Smell the fragrance of earth and grass, and feel the tranquility of the breeze blowing on your face.
Jiang Wang walked calmly, and his tense state relaxed slightly.
Come closer.
A rattan ladder hangs down from the door of the fruit house for people to climb.
Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye both stood at the door, waiting for Jiang Wang to jump up before turning around and walking inside.
The space in the fruit house is large, and it is not dark. Some parts are intertwined like a grid and inserted neatly and orderly, which are natural windows.
Stepping on the floor, there is a wonderful feeling of softness and solidity.
The air in the house was flowing, and Jiang Wang felt that this fruit house was alive. But there is a faint feeling of depression, which comes from nowhere.
Qing Qishu led the way, while Qing Jiuye fell behind to give him guidance.
"When we meet later, just tell the truth. The priest is very kind. Even if you are not the Dragon God's messenger, he will not hurt you. Of course, in that case, you will not be able to stay in the Land of God's Shadow."
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, Qing Qishu flew out.
Spouting blood from his mouth, he threw his arms around and fell heavily at Jiang Wang's feet.
"Okay, I understand...understood?"
Jiang Wang nodded halfway, then turned to look at Qing Jiuye with a question mark on his face.
Is this very "kind"?
Qing Jiuye's expression was also very stiff.
"Ah!" Qing Qishu's scream came out at this time, gritting his teeth and feeling very aggrieved: "Can't you just say it properly!"
Qing Jiuye winked at Jiang Wang and asked him to wait outside the door: "The priest may be in a bad mood today. I'll go in and take a look first."
The doors in the fruit house are all round arches, with sky-blue silk hanging down, equivalent to bead curtains.
Qing Jiuye lifted the curtain and entered.
In the time it took to say hello, Jiang Wang heard an old voice with faint anger: "Please explain first, why are you and Qishu hunting each other, and the last two people returned to the land of the shade of the gods? Do you really think that I Are you reluctant to send you to soul education?"
The voice sounded like that of an old woman, but the pressure in her breath was also very heavy, making it difficult to breathe.
Probably because of the anger that could not be concealed, these words were heard outside the room, and the rest of the sound was inaudible.
Jiang Wang stretched out his hand to pull up Qing Qishu, who was groaning for a long time, and asked smoothly: "Why did the priest beat you out?"
I have to say that this kid's vitality is really tenacious. The arrow wound on his heart had healed by now, and he had just been beaten to the point of vomiting blood. However, after calling for a long time, he did not feel weak, and his voice became more and more powerful.
Hearing Jiang Wang's question, he glared back fiercely, waved his hand and distanced himself.
At this time, Qing Jiuye opened the silk curtain: "Zhang Linchuan, the priest wants you to come in."
Qing Qishu crossed Jiang Wang without saying a word and rushed inside.
Jiang Wang walked in immediately and heard an angry shout: "Kneel down!"
The coercion in this voice was so real that Jiang Wang was startled.
Kneeling is naturally impossible.
Jiang Wang was debating whether to turn around and run away, or whether to shoot the Eight-tone Flame Bird first, then turn around and run away...
Then he saw Qing Qishu kneeling down with a plop.
The person said with a sad face: "Auntie, do we have any misunderstanding? Why do you think my nose is not a nose and my eyes are not eyes?"
"You still have the nerve to cry, the saint clan has been completely disgraced by you!"
The old woman who spoke out was sitting cross-legged on a futon. The material of this futon was the same as the clothes Qing Qishu and the others were wearing. They were neither silk nor linen.
The old woman had white hair and deep wrinkles on her face. She was very energetic when she taught Qing Qishu a lesson. In the blink of an eye, she saw Jiang Wang coming in from behind. Most of the wrinkles on her face suddenly relaxed, and she smiled kindly: "Young man, what are you doing from now on?" Where did it come from?”
"Uh..." Jiang Wang didn't get used to her quick change in style, but he answered honestly: "I was summoned to this Fangsenhaiyuan world by the starlight, and passed through the land of hidden snakes to get here."
"Take the starlight?" The white-haired old woman's skinny hands clenched tightly and grabbed her knees, but she quickly let go and said in a gentle voice: "Please sit down."
The practice systems of the saints are different, and it is difficult to judge the strength without fighting, but judging from the momentum alone, this old woman who is revered as a priest definitely has terrifyingly powerful strength.
Jiang Wang didn't dare to neglect, and after thanking her, he sat down on the futon opposite her.
Apart from the material, there is nothing special about this futon. But as soon as he sat down, Jiang Wang felt that his Dao Yuan was flowing more smoothly and his thinking became more agile.
What a treasure. Such immediate results are truly amazing. It seemed that the clothes Qing Qishu and the others were wearing were also extraordinary.
Looking Jiang Wang up and down, the old woman smiled kindly and said: "What a talent. Jiuye is right. You should be the envoy selected by the Dragon God. You came to the Forest Sea Source World to save the fate of the saints."
Qing Qishu, who was kneeling next to him, was unconvinced: "Obviously it was me who said it first, why did you hit me first without saying anything..."
The old woman glanced at him with an unchanged smile. Although his mouth was still moving, no sound came out.
A glance silenced the sound.
Jiang Wang's heart trembled, and he understood that although the old woman was teaching Qing Qishu a lesson, she was probably showing off her strength in front of him.
"I just came here in pursuit of what I'm looking for. I don't know where my destination is. I might just be passing through Senhaiyuan Realm, or I might just get lost. I really don't dare to take the responsibility of saving anyone."
Jiang Wang said seriously: "Please, priest, don't have too high hopes."
After going through so much, Jiang Wang would not let himself be easily kidnapped by a word. Saving the fate of the entire Saint clan is too big and important, and such a proposition is too grand and far away.
The strength of the saint warriors is not weak. This old woman priest is undoubtedly strong. They are in a predicament that they themselves cannot solve. How can he, Jiang Wang, "save" her?
Is it because others praise him for his "talented appearance"?
"It doesn't matter." The old woman still smiled and didn't seem to mind: "I will open the altar tomorrow. Then we will know whether you are the Dragon God's messenger. If you are, the Dragon God will give you guidance. If you are not, I will send you another message. You get out of here."
