In the central part of China, mountains are crisscrossed and undulating, like a dragon lying down, majestic and majestic.
Every mountain peak is densely covered with towering ancient trees, surrounded by dozens of people. Old vines as vigorous as horned dragons wind on them, giving off a primitive and wild atmosphere.
At this moment, everything between heaven and earth was completely silent. Fireflies, birds, beasts, and spirits all did not dare to take a breath. They hid in their nests and shivered, but they felt as if they were in an ice cave, their whole bodies were cold, and there was a fear of impending death.
A cold spiritual thought, so majestic, slowly swept across the entire land. Even if a drop of dew fell, it could be clearly felt. Nothing could escape the visit of the master of the spiritual thought.
But it found nothing, and there seemed to be a bit of displeasure in the air, like anger and murderous intent, heavy and soul-stirring.
"Millions of years ago, the quasi-emperor dragon returned seriously injured. Its whereabouts and traces have not yet been found, and those remnants have also disappeared."
It whispered, and the heavens and the earth pulsed with its sound, and the great roads rumbled and trembled.
On the side, the feathered heavenly soldiers who were hundreds of meters away did not dare to say a word. They were under great pressure, and the silver armor they wore creaked and deformed visible to the naked eye.
This man wrapped himself tightly in a blue-gray cloak. Different from the blue-gray robes worn by the saints in court, the color of this cloak was darker, giving people a heavy sense of oppression, which made people feel awe.
"Wow!"
At this time, an unknown gust of wind swept through the mountains. Among the mountains and valleys, the shadows of the trees were whirling and rustling, creating a sinister and chilling scene.
A half-yellow and half-green fallen leaf floated slowly, sketching a strange and natural trajectory in the sky.
Two sharp eyes suddenly shot out from the cloak, and the fallen leaf burned instantly, but the ashes left behind after burning did not disappear, but connected into a long thin line, extending into the depths of the vast mountain. , and finally connected to the most inconspicuous little tree among them.
If you look at it from a distance, you will find that it is exactly the trajectory of the falling leaves. It is irregular but extremely natural, as if everything is determined.
The man stared at this trajectory and pondered for a moment, and then began to deduce something silently, with a misty and mysterious light glowing around his body.
After a while, it stopped the deduction, looked in one direction, and said to itself: "Interesting, the last divine fortune teller who left with the Holy Emperor of the Sun actually left that sacred object here. With it, Even if it is an illusion of the quasi-emperor’s evolution, it is not without traces.”
Immediately afterwards, this person exerted his supreme magic power, gathered the principles of heaven and earth, and formed a picture in front of the heavenly soldiers.
But if you look carefully, you will be surprised to find that this is not a static picture. The people in the picture have their own movements. It is more like what is happening is projected by this person.
Then it just listened to its instructions: "Arrest this person quickly, choose a suitable reason, and let me see it. Then let's 'confuse the public with evil words'!"
But after a moment, the man thought of something again. He used his finger as a pen to write a military order in the void. Then with a flick of his hand, it condensed into a ball of light and threw it to the leader of the feathered heavenly soldiers. He said: "This order must be handed over to General Zhuo Bo without any mistakes. Withdraw the troops and return to the court!"
"Yes!" The feathered heavenly soldiers led by them did not delay and left this wild mountain range in a well-trained manner.
In the mountains and valleys, the palpitating feeling of oppression disappeared, and all the monsters, big and small, breathed a sigh of relief. Even with the withered leaves, they all looked a bit brighter.
After a long time, a peach blossom petal slowly fell from the sky. There were no peach blossom trees here, so this bright red color was very eye-catching among the solemn greenery.
A young man in black robes walked out of the void. He quietly looked at the scene in the void that had not completely dissipated.
The picture shows the interior of a restaurant, which is very lively. Everyone is surrounded by a storyteller like stars holding the moon. The latter looks very gentle and is slowly sipping the high-quality tea in his hand, as if he has endless aftertaste.
The young man remained silent, with no waves in his deep eyes. He slowly backed away and disappeared, as if no one had ever appeared. Only a bright red peach blossom lay alone on the ground full of fallen leaves. .
Outside Hanhai City, Ye Nan, the wicked Taoist priest, and the ancient sage from the east had already left the restaurant and came to an open area with a gurgling stream outside the city.
After Ye Nan told her "feat", it happened that the restaurant waiter brought the dishes to the room. Since it is close to the East China Sea, most of Hanhai City's specialties are products from the sea, and its meat is as tender and smooth as the delicacies in the mountains. let.
Ye Nan and Donglai Ancient Saint Capital simply tasted a few bites, and threw the rest to the wicked Taoist priest. Naturally, the wicked Taoist priest was not polite and swept away several dishes in a row, leaving nothing behind.
"Hiccup", the wicked Taoist priest burped, his face flushed, and he said to Ye Nan: "Sister, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and you have become so cruel. The heavenly soldiers of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty kill whenever they say. In my impression, Taoist Master, You are still the pretty little girl back then."
Seeing his familiar look, Ye Nan didn't say anything more, just shook her head gently.
The wicked Taoist priest and the ancient sage from the east could naturally see that there must be some cause and effect that they didn't know about. Since the other party was unwilling to tell them, they couldn't ask more.
At this time, the wicked Taoist priest looked at the ancient saint from the east, showed a mean smile, and asked him: "Senior saint, I have something to ask for. I wonder if you can do me a small favor."
Ye Nan and the ancient sage from the east didn't know what kind of medicine he sold in the gourd, so they looked at the wicked Taoist priest together.
Seeing that there was something going on, the wicked Taoist priest pointed in one direction and said: "About 120,000 miles away from here, there is a crack in space, which is connected to a place full of ghosts. According to Taoist Master, I estimate that it does not belong to this world. , there is a small road in it. When I first woke up, I was on this small road inside. I chose this direction in a trance and came to Ziwei Ancient Star. I wondered if I could go back if I walked in the opposite direction. We have arrived at Beidou. The senior saint has great achievements. If you can help me see, then I will go on no matter what."
When Ye Nan heard this, her heart moved. She already had a guess at this time, thinking that the place mentioned by the fat Taoist priest might be the underworld, which is the area where the underworld is located.
The Underworld is extremely vast and does not belong to this world, but there are countless cracks connected to this world. This was the entrance to the Battle of the Underworld in the past.
At the same time, she looked at the unscrupulous Taoist priest, who could so easily use the feared underworld as a passage across the star field. Who else could be there besides the Underworld Emperor, the master of the underworld?
At this time, Ye Nan no longer had much doubt about the identity of the wicked Taoist priest, but she could also vaguely realize that the wicked Taoist priest at this time was indeed just the wicked Taoist priest himself, which was completely different from the supreme one who was powerful throughout the ages.
"Fellow Taoist, you're welcome. It doesn't matter if we just take a look. Let's go."
The Ancient Saint from the East agreed without much thought, but 120,000 miles was neither short nor long, so everyone decided to use the teleportation array in another city, which would save a lot of energy.
Ye Nan followed, because if what the wicked Taoist said was true, then there would be another way for her to return to Beidou.
Moreover, there is an ancient saint like Donglai who has lived for two lives walking with him. Not to mention what dangers he will encounter, as long as he is not an invincible existence like the first-generation Yuantian Master or Ming Bao, he will be able to deal with the Yin soldiers and Yin generals. Personally speaking, I am afraid that this ancient saint himself is the greatest danger.
After the topic opening is over, academic work must be put on the agenda, which is basically updated every day.
