Early the next morning, Jiang Baohua packed a big package, picked up the big wooden horse and prepared to leave.
Peng Yunyi was shocked and said, "If you don't have a storage ring, why would you pack such a big package?"
"It's a bit of a ritual not to come back at night after traveling far away." Jiang Baohua said seriously.
"Get out of here." Peng Yunyi laughed.
The big wooden horse released its four hooves and walked away.
"Big Trojan has been a bit dull lately." Peng Yunyi said to himself. "Forget it, just stay there for a while, it's better than letting others covet you."
Jiang Baohua drove the big wooden horse out of the city gate of Tianxuguan with high spirits. Naturally, this scene was discovered by some people standing on the top of the city.
"I thought she must be depressed since she went to see her only grandma. I didn't expect that she could still be so energetic?" A man in black said in a cold tone.
"This girl is weird. I don't know if she is a real disaster star. Or she is deliberately causing trouble. Whether it is the scrap warehouse, the quarry, or the bamboo forest, he has destroyed all our arrangements. These three places are gone. Arrangement, it will be more troublesome for us to seize Tianxu Pass in the future."
"It seems that you handled the situation poorly and underestimated his abilities." The man in black said to the middle-aged Mai Yi beside him.
"Who would have thought that she could directly kill the Abnormal Ginseng and Spider Banshee." Mai had a wry smile on her middle-aged face. "Even if their combat power is repeatedly weakened after being captured, they should not be able to be defeated by a fledgling girl."
"It turns out that strength is not necessarily cultivation itself." The man in black laughed. "But. How is your investigation going?"
"Not at all." The middle-aged man Mai said.
"What do you mean not?"
"It's just that we don't know yet whether she has that thing on her body. After her grandma died, her soul was searched. Unfortunately, halfway through the search, she destroyed her soul. As a result, we failed to complete the work.
We also planned to take action on this girl, and we almost did it when she came on the road. Unfortunately, it was ruined by the little classmate named Chen Yuanyuan next to her and their monitor Liu Xiang.
This girl is not dead, so we have to take away her soul. Naturally, we don’t know whether the thing is in her hands. "
"You seem to have made a lot of mistakes recently. This is not a good sign." The man in black frowned.
"I know this. In order to complete the task as quickly as possible, I also hired a master as a foreign aid." The middle-aged Mai said.
"You guys hurry up. I don't want to cause more trouble." The man in black said and left.
The middle-aged Mai sighed, "I don't want to either."
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The big wooden horse rushed all the way out of Guancheng and galloped on the desolate hillside and flat ground.
Probably because it had been a long time since he had ridden so fast. Sitting on the horse, Baohua felt the solidity and freshness of the height of the sky.
In a word, cool.
The big wooden horse ran straight for more than a hundred miles, and Baohua saw the circular cone-shaped ruins of the city in front of him.
I don’t know what kind of fierce battle it was that caused the entire city to be beaten to pieces.
There are still some remaining buildings standing on the top of Yuantai Mountain in the center.
However, most of them are not in good condition. There are big holes missing from the roof and so on, and there is no protection from wind and rain at all. It is everywhere.
The ruins of the entire city extend from the mountainside to the top of the mountain.
The scale is huge, it looks to be at least six times that of Tianxu Pass.
Such a large city ruins have been demolished many times by later generations.
There are weeds, wild vines, and ruins everywhere, and occasionally you can see some damaged weapons, bones, and the like.
I don’t know how many people were killed in the battle.
Baohua put away the big wooden horse and walked towards the ruins. As soon as he got close to the ruins, he felt the restlessness in his blood.
Baohua was a little surprised.
Logically speaking, this huge ruin has been excavated and demolished countless times, so there should be nothing left.
West stayed.
Why can she still feel the restlessness in her blood?
She walked directly to the nearest courtyard, and then made a vague grab at a dry pond.
She caught a broken shadow in the pond.
As soon as the small pond came out, the dry pond that had been relatively intact completely collapsed and destroyed.
Baohua grasped the illusory broken little pond lying quietly in his hand. You immediately knew why.
To put it bluntly, this small pond turned out to be a small pond with divinity. It is a sacred building. Even if it is broken, no one can take it away.
First, you must have divinity, and the divinity must be strong to a certain extent. Second, you must have a special bloodline.
Baohua estimated that there should be something unusual about the Jiang bloodline in his body.
After all, the astral body itself is rare, it is an origin constitution of light. Of course, Jiang Ti herself would never be able to awaken this rare physique in her lifetime. You still have to rely on Patriarch Qin to transform it.
But what to do with the small pond that we got?
This thing is a wreck. Now that even the entity has collapsed, if you want to bring it back, you have to find a place to relocate it, preferably in a temple.
Baohua remembered that there was a small pond dug by the Ice Wind Dragon in the backyard of its temple.
How long will it take for Him to turn his little pond into a divine independent building? It was decided that the entire small pond would be raised by Him. After Baohua thought about it, he immediately called Fenglong out.
"Take a look, what is this?"
"What is this? An imaginary little pond?"
"This is a small sacred pond. It is a sacred building." Baohua said.
"Artifact?" Fenglong asked in surprise.
"No. It's not an artifact. An artifact is an artifact. Divine buildings incorporate divine rules into the building." Baohua explained to him.
"Then what do I need it for? I am so busy collecting the divinity of wind in the air every day, and I have only collected one strand." Feng Long said with a sad expression.
"That's good. It takes a hundred strands to turn into one. Just keep working hard." Baohua said.
"Lord, can't you reward me with a few divine beads?" Feng Long begged in tears.
"What are you thinking about? Do you want me to promote you quickly?" Baohua asked.
Feng Long nodded vigorously.
"If I promote you so quickly, you will be very good. If you are beaten by someone else outside, wouldn't I suffer even greater losses?
Now that you are dead, I will lose a ghost dragon at most. If I give you so many resources and you don't do anything anymore, then who will make up for my losses?
If you want me to invest in you in advance, you must at least be a little surprising, right? "
Baohua rolled his eyes at Fenglong and said, "If you are looking up to mediocrity, why should I invest the divinity I have worked so hard to accumulate in you?"
