Xin Zhuo couldn't help but sigh, the encounters in life are really wonderful, and by chance, he came to the place where he came from the depths of the mountains.
And it can be concluded that this is the sea of suffering and the sky, and the rocks in the pit where he was lying are still the same.
The only thing that made him feel strange was that a hundred years had passed by so quickly, and why were there still a dozen men in a coma? Are they living their lives in a coma?
"Who are the three?"
The young man in black stood up suddenly, inexplicably surprised, and made a defensive posture. With his Yang Realm, he could not tell what the cultivation level of these three people was. Moreover, he had been squatting here for two hundred years and had never seen anyone from this place. Came from behind.
Xin Zhuo sighed: "Jiang Yuqing, have you ever heard of it?"
He was very confident about this, and his reputation must have been quite high back then.
The young man in black looked confused at first, and then his eyes widened: "Jiang... Yuqing? You, you are back?"
As he spoke, he took a step forward and said, "Ma wins on the third hole, do you still remember?"
"Well……"
Can not remember.
On the other hand, Zhao Tong'er and Ji Pizong looked curious. Xin Zhuo was so famous in this sea of suffering.
Ma Sheng couldn't be more excited: "Let's go to Cangshan Mountain. Long Shuai has often mentioned you in the past hundred years, so hurry up!"
Xin Zhuo glanced at the dozen or so people around him.
Ma Sheng said: "Don't worry about them. These bastards have been sleeping for a hundred years. The world has changed and the sun and the moon are still awake. If Cangshan hadn't been absent from work, I would have killed them and fed them to dogs!"
The four of them headed straight out of the valley.
Outside, it was still the same dim, endless, vast and dead plain as before. The ground was covered with swirling purple-black flowers and plants, which were a bit hard underfoot.
After a while, we arrived at the foot of a rolling stone mountain range.
There is a large dilapidated wooden village, which is distressingly dilapidated and may collapse if the wind is strong. In the middle are a few flagpoles covered with moss and the flag of Yanba.
Xin Zhuo subconsciously looked at Cangshan Mountain, and could vaguely see hundreds of workers walking back and forth, and below there was a horse and cart pulled by a hedgehog waiting to transport ore.
My thoughts inexplicably returned to that magical day a hundred years ago, as well as Miss Princess and the two bastards Canglong and Ni Cangtian.
At this moment, more than a dozen people came out of the dilapidated stockade opposite. The leader was Commander Long, who was good to Xin Zhuo and the others back then. However, now this man had a big beard and a broken leg. The heroic spirit of the past is gone, and his face is full of scrutiny and reminiscence.
The couple following behind him looked vaguely familiar. They seemed to be Xu Wenyuan and his wife who were lending usury to him. They also looked excited.
"Yu Qing! You are really back, hahaha..."
Long Shuai finally recognized Xin Zhuo, and with great courage, he strode forward and took Xin Zhuo's arm: "You are a legend in our bitter sea. Even Deng Taixuan who came back decades ago is not as legendary as you!"
He was stunned for a moment. He couldn't tell Xin Zhuo's cultivation level, but Zhao Tong'er and Ji Pizong beside Xin Zhuo were really scary.
After hundreds of years of hard training, he is only in the Lingtai realm. These two...
Xin Zhuo said: "My friend!"
There was a trace of bitterness on Long Shuai's face, and he was vaguely aware that Xin Zhuo seemed to be different from what he used to be. I'm afraid...
He smiled and said, "Don't say anything anymore. I'll buy you a drink, brother! Let's go!"
Everyone entered the village together, and hundreds of dull-looking men and women walked out along the way. They all looked at them with a hint of curiosity in their eyes.
Long Shuai laughed: "I can tell you clearly that this is the legendary figure from back then, Jiang Yuqing!"
Hundreds of people around him couldn't help but bow their hands and salute, their expressions of admiration and admiration could not be concealed. "Cangshan Jiang Yuqing"'s operations over the years have never been surpassed by anyone.
Xin Zhuo hesitated for a moment and asked Long Shuai: "Why, there are so many people?"
Long Shuai smiled and said: "You don't know, you escaped... In the next few years after you left, the heavenly rules of the upper world were very terrifying. Hundreds of people were sent down every day. We, Cangshan, selected the best to enter the Zhanzi camp, and practiced Zhanzi The battalion then enters the Martial Sea for training, and finally goes to the far west land of Xiantian to fight with Xian Ni!
But you also know that there are only a few people who can be sent, and not many are qualified. It all depends on time, and most of them have to do hard work. "
After a pause, he added: "Now that the Wuhai trial site has been taken over by the general, there will no longer be a sea of suffering!"
Xin Zhuo wanted to ask clearly. After all, just now he was thinking about entering Wuhai again and taking a look into the deepest part. Seeing Long Shuai's depressed look and a broken leg, he simply stopped asking.
Continuing forward, I passed by the "Hidden Gong Hall" and paused for a moment.
Long Shuai smiled bitterly and said: "Don't look at it. Miss Yaya and Miss Miao'er are both in the far west. This Tibetan Kung Fu Hall is actually a bluff. Most of the top magical powers and techniques are fake. In order to inspire We are just people from Cangshan, and martial arts such as Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills and Nine-Nine Mysterious Skills do not exist at all."
Xin Zhuoran understood, yes, how domineering the spirit clan above is, but they only have one eight-nine magic skill. How can the Land of Sea of Bitterness defy the heavens? I was a little naive back then.
Soon we arrived at a spacious private room, where a table of wine and food had been set up.
A few people sat down, Long Shuai poured the wine, and said straight to the point: "A hundred years have passed by in a hurry, and the land of the sea of suffering has changed a lot! I came back from Yixiantian and became the steward of Cangshan Mountain. Now Zhanziying is managed by Young Master Ma Ziyi. Great Commander!
When the Great Age of Wanwu came a hundred years ago, something big happened in the Sea of Bitterness. Dozens of masters with extremely high cultivation levels came out of the abyss of the General's Lair, and the General took over the Sea of Wanwu and cultivated to the sky.
But the sky is rarely closed. There are more immortals outside, and it seems that masters from the immortal world are coming. No one knows why they are so persistent.
Decades ago, General Ma Boju went up there to bring reinforcements, and Deng Taixuan came back..."
Long Shuai is a talkative person and talks while drinking.
Xin Zhuo's thoughts flew to Deng Taixuan. This man is a talent, but he doesn't know if he is still here now. His grand ambition of entering the world of cultivation and re-cultivating - ascending to the immortal world - and returning, is he not sure how far he has progressed?
When he came back to his senses, he found that Long Shuai had passed out drunk on the table.
Zhao Tong'er and Ji Pizong were not in the mood to eat or drink at all. They looked at Xin Zhuo and said, "Brother Xin, we can't stay here for a long time. The land of bitterness protects the legacy of the ancient emperor and blocks the immortal rebellion. It's endless. It's like a cage. It doesn't fit." Our way!”
Xin Zhuo nodded, and the three of them went out.
Xin Zhuo looked at a decaying shabby house not far away, where he had lived with Hidden Dragon and Ni Cangtian. He felt a little complicated and said, "Let's go to Yixiantian!"
The three of them went straight to the sky, passed the "War City" after a while, paused for a few moments, and then rushed to the extreme west. Three hours later, a heavy pressure and energy came from the due north.
I saw that it was a "Bird's Nest" building that stretched for hundreds of miles and was built with countless swords and blades. Its sharp aura shot straight into the sky. Even if it didn't get close, it gave people an indescribable pressure.
The general's lair!
This was how Xin Zhuo felt when he saw him back then. Looking back now, he still feels this way. It is true that as Long Shuai said, General Bitter Sea's cultivation reaches the heavens.
"Is this where the Lord of the Sea of Bitterness is?" Ji Pizong asked.
Xin Zhuo nodded and was about to answer when a majestic aura came, and ten figures appeared in an instant, carrying the unique way of transforming the world into a great sage. They were all young men and women, all in the first stage of the great sage.
Zhao Tong'er and Ji Pizong looked at each other, then looked at Xin Zhuo.
Xin Zhuo watched these ten people carefully. He thought about what might arouse the idea of General Kuhai. He also made a draft and said with his hands: "I heard that Kuhai is difficult, Jiang Yuqing, I am here with my friends this time to help!"
The ten great sages were all smiling, and the smile was a little disgusting. The leader said: "You know, you know, let's go to Yixiantian now!"
As he said that, ten people surrounded the four sides and acted on guard.
This attitude is confusing.
"What do you mean?" Zhao Tong'er sent a message into the secret.
Xin Zhuo couldn't answer and shook his head.
"Please." The leading sage made a gesture of invitation.
The three of them had no choice but to continue westward with the ten great saints.
Not long after, I passed by a dilapidated ruins that stretched for thousands of miles, with broken stones and ruins everywhere, except for a statue of an old man that reached up to the sky and the earth, still exuding a unique charm.
The ten Great Sages of the Sea of Bitterness bowed their hands in inexplicable piety.
Xin Zhuo realized clearly that this was the Wuhai ruins, and he took Zhao Tong'er and two of them to bow down.
Continuing westward, seven full days later, we arrived at the huge abyss stone tablet "The Ninth Line of the Sea of Bitterness, the Place of the Decisive Battle of the Immortal Rebellion!"
After jumping over the abyss of the stone monument, the front suddenly opened up. It was two towering sacred mountains connected with each other. The middle was like a gap between heaven and earth. On the edge of the mountain inside the "gap", there were densely packed buildings of various colors "climbing", winding for hundreds of miles.
Among them are flowers, plants and trees, strange rocks and waterfalls, colorful, and there are statues and huge magic weapons.
From a distance, it looks like a messy honeycomb. If you look closely, it looks like a yin and yang fish embracing each other. It is mysterious and unpredictable, which makes people feel the magic of heaven and earth.
But at this moment, these buildings are crowded with people, red makeup, and festive.
Xin Zhuo asked curiously: "Brother, there is no Xian Ni attack today?"
The leading sage said: "No, no, there is a happy event today!"
"What happy event?"
"Miss Jiuhai is getting married!"
"Miss Yaya?"
"yes!"
There will be another chapter later. There is a power outage at home.
(End of chapter)
