Xin Zhuo spent nearly a day rushing back to the middle of the ruined plain where Qingshuang originally was. The fog in front of him was gone, leaving only the huge collapsed mountains and rivers, like the remains of a natural disaster.
But where are the figures of Sai Qingzhu and Murong Xiu?
He sat cross-legged in a secret corner and waited silently for three hours, but still no one came back. However, Xiao Huang came out from nowhere. He was full of food, with a sinister smile on his face, shaking his head and vomiting. People say: "Master's momentum is even more majestic and his strength has improved. It's so coquettish."
Xin Zhuo couldn't help scratching his nose. For a while, he still couldn't accept that Xiao Huang could talk. After a while, he asked, "Where have you been?"
Xiao Huang stood up straight and said proudly: "All the psychic little monsters and monsters within a thousand miles around us respect us as kings. If the master wants to eat delicacies from the mountains and seas or play with girls, just give me a squeak and let the little ones do it!"
Xin Zhuo couldn't help but scolded: "Get out of my way. How could I teach you such a thing after I have been polite, loyal and upright for most of my life."
Xiao Huang immediately sat on the ground, pulled the dog's mouth, and suddenly entered the state of a cute little dog, wagging his tail crazily, simply killing him.
Xin Zhuo threw out the [Nine-Ring Jade Purifying Bottle] and continued to warm up the body's soreness caused by breaking through too fast, silently looking into the distance.
The wind blows on the earth, whistling, and it is vast far and near.
The sun sets in the west, and the morning light appears. The night passes in a blink of an eye, and still no one appears.
He suddenly stood up, brushed off a layer of dust that had accumulated on his body for some time, turned around and walked away.
Xiao Huangma, who was dozing, followed up quickly: "What's wrong? Are you waiting for Murong Bald Zi and Sai Qingzhu?"
Xin Zhuo shook his head and said: "No wait, my experience is not as easy as they said. In the Yuanji realm, I may be recruited by many forces, but I can't explain the things about the ancient clan, and I am too lazy to explain.
Also, Daluo, Dayan, and Bauhinia Holy Land will never give up. Even if I become a semi-saint, Dongfang and Mie Ling will definitely fight with me. This is the hatred coming from the bones, so why bother? Implicate them? "
Xiao Huang thought for a while and said: "That seems to be the case, then where should we go?"
Xin Zhuo looked to the east: "Go to the Imperial Capital of Great Zhou Dynasty!"
He didn't know what the origin was before, but now that he had obtained this ray of pure spiritual origin of heaven and earth, he suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a ray beneath the Great Zhou Imperial Capital.
Back then, he lived in the palace for a period of time and once vaguely felt an unusual aura. It was difficult for him to explain why he felt it given his state of mind at the time. Regardless of whether it is true or not, this kind of thing is hard to find, and integration is even too difficult. Not to mention the family on the mountain. If you want the vow you boasted when you left Daluo Sect to become a reality, and attack Dongfang and Mie Ling first, Mie Ling will be stronger. After defeating Da Luo and Dayan, he must break through as soon as possible and reach the semi-sacred realm within a hundred years.
There are still more than fifty years!
This time is long for a mortal, maybe a lifetime, but after experiencing the forty years of seclusion during the five declines of heaven and man, he felt that this time passed very quickly.
"Within fifty years, enter the semi-saint realm and destroy Daluo and Dayan!"
He murmured something and took Xiao Huang straight to the eastern sky.
The Qingshuang Ruins Plain is probably a hundred thousand miles away from the Great Zhou Empire. The mountains, rivers and martial arts world nearby are suppressed by the two holy places of Yuheng and Tianji. There are many imposing warriors along the way. Fortunately, there are no People pay attention to a person and a dog who are rushing along the path.
A journey of one hundred thousand miles, with Xin Zhuo's pace, would take a month or two even if he hurried and walked slowly without eating or drinking.
Nineteen days later, we arrived at the Tianwei Mountains. There was nothing surprising about this mountain range except that it was taller. However, a war to destroy the country was going on in the north of the mountain range.
Daqian Holy Dynasty and Bigan Kingdom!
One side has many soldiers and generals, and the momentum is like a rainbow; the other side fights to the death to protect the homeland and the country.
More than 700,000 troops from both sides collided with each other in the endless plains. Drums were beating, horses neighed, and the shouts of killing were loud.
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang stood on the top of the mountain and watched silently for a while, and their thoughts inexplicably returned to the Western Regions.
In those years, the golden warriors and iron horses swallowed thousands of miles like tigers, in those years, the subordinates looked at death as if they were home, and in those years, the glory of the Western Qin Army...
He once thought that this was his Xin Zhuo's entrepreneurial venture, and that building a country and becoming king and emperor would be his ultimate destination.
It's a pity that this world is not a feudal society, but a war between heaven and earth, humans, monsters and thousands of races. The chaos and monsters in it are more exciting than the fantasy he saw in his previous life. He has to think of ways to climb up. He doesn't know where he will climb in the future. ,perhaps……
Until you can talk to that family some other time, find the girl in white, find a secret place, and live forever?
He watched for a long time, he didn't even know the outcome, it was no longer important.
Take Xiao Huang and continue on the road.
On the twenty-seventh day, we arrived at the Holy City that was more than 40 years ago. Unfortunately, large areas of weeds had grown out of the ruins of the Holy City. Ruins, broken walls, rocks, and dead trees were piled up, creating a desolate scene that was no longer as glorious as it once was.
According to passers-by, stone gambling has continued in the past few decades, but it has nothing to do with this place.
I wonder where Li Guangling and Gou Xianzi went. Could they have been killed in that fight?
Forty-five days later, we arrived in the Kingdom of Zhou.
How long has it been since you last set foot on this land?
It took ten years to go to Kuring Mountain Stream, one year to return to the Xuantian Sword Sect, more than a year to get from Weiyang City to the Holy City, and forty-two years to the present in Langxian Town, which is more than fifty years.
I'm afraid Ji Yu, the little emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, is in his sixties, right? The sacrifice to the spirit showed that he was already in the Yinxu realm. If his appearance had not changed, he might have grown a beard and could call himself an old man.
Xin Zhuo smiled. When he got here, he was not in a hurry and took Xiao Huang for a stroll.
Along the way, I saw that the Great Zhou Empire had a huge territory, and the state capitals along the way had strict criminal laws. Soldiers, merchants, scholars, and warriors were relatively peaceful, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.
Jiangshan is managed well.
Occasionally, I would rest on the roadside and drink a bowl of herbal tea. All I saw and heard was how wise and powerful your Majesty is today. He defeated the Song Dynasty in such and such a year, defeated the great capital in such and such a year, and denounced corrupt officials in such and such a year.
Just listening, Xin Zhuo felt something was wrong. The current emperor seemed to be less than fifty years old, which did not match Ji Yu's age. Changed the emperor?
I wanted to ask, but how do ordinary people know about the royal family’s situation? Who dares to call the emperor's name?
With full of doubts, we continued on the road and arrived at Ping'an County, which is 200 miles away from Gyeonggi West Road. Yes, this is Ping'an County at the northern foot of Fulong Mountain, which was repeatedly robbed by a group of bandits. It was somehow moved here.
At this moment, the county town is in a mess, and the people are in groups, wanting to cry but without tears.
Looks like you were robbed again?
Xin Zhuo looked around and asked a man on the roadside: "May I ask, what's going on?"
The man didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said: "I don't know where a group of bandits came from. They called themselves King Xinzhuo of Fulong Mountain. They just entered the city to rob and brought down a group of government servants. They neither stole money nor killed people. They smashed everywhere and returned the money after the beating. It’s really strange that they lost money and ran away now. In the capital of Gyeonggi Province, they are not afraid of death?”
Xin Zhuo and Xiao Huang looked at each other: "?"
(End of chapter)
