"Boer~"
With a faint and crisp sound, Yu Yuan had withdrawn from the smooth and narrow space-time gap.
The aura of timeless vicissitudes came to my face, and at the same time there was a faint hint of ferocity that was hard to detect.
He could feel a strong spiritual energy. In terms of abundance, it was many times higher than those on the fairy islands and sacred mountains in the East China Sea. The spiritual energy was almost turning into water.
Yu Yuan looked around and saw a magnificent and boundless world.
The dragon leaps into the air, and the white tiger occupies the high mountains.
The golden eagle strikes the sky and splits the clouds, and the butterfly flaps its wings and breaks through the sky.
…
The place where he settled was the top of a green mountain, surrounded by endless mountains.
White clouds gathered on the mountainside to form a sea, and some of the surrounding peaks were colorful, full of spiritual vines and beautiful trees.
This era... seems to be a drama!
Yu Yuan once read through the classics in Biyou Palace and knew that since the creation of the ancient world, the spiritual energy has been very strong.
It's just that because of the struggle between the three clans for hegemony during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation, as well as the struggle between Tao and Demons, a great war shattered the Western ancestral lineage and part of the Western Continent, causing it to drift outside the prehistoric world and form the Three Thousand Great Worlds.
This battle also greatly damaged the ancient vitality, and the spiritual energy directly declined a lot.
Later, during the Lich Tribulation, the Buzhou Tianzhu was broken, the sky tilted to the northwest, the earth sank to the southeast, the earth, water, fire and wind were chaotic, and the spiritual energy was continuously lost, causing the overall spiritual energy concentration of the ancient world to drop again.
So much so that in Yu Yuan's era, spiritual energy had been quite exhausted.
That's why the immortals and gods opened a paradise in the Immortal Island and Sacred Mountain, and concentrated the spiritual energy from millions of miles around for them to refine and practice.
However, since Yu Yuan was in Penglai Holy Land, he would not take the problem of insufficient spiritual energy to his heart.
What he is concerned about is that the spiritual energy of the world he is in at this moment is so rich, it is likely that it was in the early days of the ancient era, or earlier!
In other words, he should have found the right place this time... No, he must have found the right time!
He used his spiritual thoughts to sense his treasures.
As expected, only the acquired spiritual treasures such as the Qiankun Ruyi Bag, Mixed Gold Hammer, Skull Necklace, and Black Black Arrows can be used, while all other innate spiritual treasures have become translucent nothingness.
This state shows that there are existences exactly like them in this time and space!
After confirming his own condition, Yu Yuan used his spiritual thoughts to search around, hoping to find some intelligent beings to ask about the situation.
It's just that although there are beings who have opened up their spiritual intelligence, they all don't know anything about it.
I don’t know what year it is today, I don’t know where this place is, and I don’t know who Hongyun is.
After wasting a few moments, Yu Yuan turned into a golden light and shot into the distance.
Time was very precious to him at this moment.
He sensed from the Chaos Clock that he could stay in this era for about three quarters of an hour at most.
Therefore, he must race against time to figure out the current era, where he is, and to learn as much information as possible.
After walking for only a moment, he saw a colorful mist of air suddenly rising from the mountain in front of him.
"A baby is born!"
Yu Yuan's eyes lit up and he immediately used his spiritual mind to check the situation in the mountain.
It's not that he can't walk when he sees the baby, but when a baby is born, it will definitely attract some advanced people.
Sure enough, under his spiritual exploration, he soon discovered dozens of iron tower-like men in a quiet valley. They were all more than ten feet tall, wearing simple animal skin clothes. They were extremely strong and full of energy. A sense of power.
As if they were hunting, they formed a ring in the valley and slowly shrank toward the middle, looking very cautious.
Witch clan!
As soon as he saw these big men dressed like barbarians, these two words popped into Yu Yuan's mind.
However, what surprised him was that what was surrounded by these powerful men of the Wu clan was not some ferocious beast or bird of prey, but a plant.
The plant was four to five feet tall, with a pale golden color and huge leaves, shaped like cattail fans.
It has bursts of fragrant fragrance, and there is a bud between its huge pale golden leaves, which is as big as a millstone. The petals are gorgeous, shimmering with rays of light, surrounded by auspicious light and dense purple mist.
Obviously, the colorful and dense aura that Yu Yuan saw just now came from this strange flower.
This should be a spiritual root, and these powerful men from the Wu Clan are coming for it.
But Yu Yuan doesn't have that much time to watch the excitement.
In order to prevent anyone from looking for him with the portrait again, and to facilitate questioning, he first used the art of transformation to change his appearance, making his body size expand a lot, and then transformed his Taoist robe into an animal skin coat. .
After making these preparations, he fell directly from the sky and landed in front of a group of powerful men from the Wu clan.
His appearance startled the big men of the Wu clan who were holding their breath, but they relaxed after seeing clearly that he was "one of their own".
Then a big man from the Wu clan who looked like a leader looked at Yu Yuandao in surprise: "Which tribe are you from? How come I haven't seen you before?"
"I am the great shaman of the Houtu tribe, my name is Da Pan!"
Yu Yuan was not polite to him, and directly pretended to be the great witch he had met when he traveled through time for the first time, and then asked a series of questions.
"What is this place? How many lectures have been held in Zixiao Palace? Has the Demon Clan Heavenly Court ever been established? Have you ever heard of Ancestor Hongyun?"
The leader of the Wu tribe gave him a strange look, ignored his question, and said coldly: "I am Pan from the Houtu tribe, but why have I never heard of anyone with the same name as me in our Houtu tribe?" Great witch?"
"Um?"
It can't be such a coincidence, right?
Yu Yuan was slightly surprised and looked at the leader of the witch clan carefully. Sure enough, he felt that he was 70-80% similar to the great witch Dapan of the Houtu tribe whom he had seen before.
Like a younger, thinner version of Opan!
At this time, the young version of "Da Pan" said with a somewhat unkind tone: "Your Excellency must have changed your appearance on purpose, trying to trick us into leaving, and then go get the spiritual root yourself, right?
Hey, don’t even think about it, our witch clan wants this spiritual root! "
As he spoke, he waved his hand and ordered: "Brothers, hurry up! Dig up this spiritual root!"
"yes!"
A group of witch warriors rushed forward, each holding stone axes, bone clubs and other witchcraft weapons in their hands.
At this moment, a golden ray of light flashed past, and the gleaming flower bud above the spiritual root opened a gap. The petals no longer closed, and an astonishing wave emanated from it.
"Chi!"
A golden light shot out, then circled and slashed towards this area.
In just an instant, the big men from the Wu clan who rushed over roared and fell down one after another, with blood appearing one after another.
Yu Yuan's eyes revealed a strange light, and he was surprised to find that the golden light was actually a tiny flying sword, all golden and bright.
What spiritual root is this?
There is actually a flying sword in the bud!
In just one thought, most of the dozens of Wu warriors fell into a pool of blood, or had their heads cut off, or their bodies cut off. It was so fierce!
Even the leader Da Pan was defeated by the flying sword, and his body was instantly penetrated by several bloody holes. 33
It can be seen that this young version of Da Pan is not powerful, and in Yu Yuan's eyes, he is similar to an ordinary golden immortal.
If you say so...
Yu Yuan's thoughts changed rapidly.
When he first met Da Pan, he was already a great witch. At that time, the Demon Clan Heavenly Court had just been established not long ago.
Then there is a high probability that this era is during the Zixiao Palace sermon period!
Thinking like this, he saw the small golden sword shooting directly towards Da Pan's eyebrows.
Yu Yuan rushed forward and slapped the small golden sword.
He still had questions to ask these Wu clan warriors, so naturally he couldn't let them die.
"Ding!"
The golden sword was shot and flew away. As if sensing Yu Yuan's power, the sword's body flashed with light and flew towards the spiritual root in the distance.
Soon, it was reinserted between the petals, and the strange flower closed again.
Yu Yuan did not stop him and allowed the golden sword to leave.
He just wanted to ask a few questions and didn't want to get involved in this fight for no reason.
At this time, there were only five or six intact Wu clan men in the valley, and the rest were all dead or injured.
Da Pan was lucky enough to survive. He looked at the mess on the ground with an ugly face. While directing others to treat the wounded, he saluted Yu Yuan with fists in his hands, thanking him for saving his life.
"Answer the questions I just asked first!"
Yu Yuan didn't want to waste time "reminiscing" with him, so he said coldly.
Da Pan quickly said: "We have just moved here not long ago, and we only heard that this place is called Wuyi Mountain... As for how many times Zixiao Palace has given lectures, I don't know, but I have vaguely heard that many powerful people came to listen to the lectures... …What else did you ask?”
Yu Yuan asked again: "Has the Demon Clan's Heavenly Palace ever been established? And...have you ever heard of Ancestor Hongyun?"
Da Pan shook his head, "I have never heard of the Demon Clan Heavenly Court, but I saw the Hongyun Ancestor once a few days ago..."
Yu Yuan's eyes suddenly widened: "Are you sure you have met Patriarch Hongyun?"
"Of course."
Da Pan said with certainty: "A few days ago we went to the Monkey Valley to get wine, and that's where we met him..."
Yu Yuan's eyes flickered, and he carefully asked everything about Ancestor Hongyun from Da Pan's mouth.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
Just for a moment.
In the clear sky, there is an extra colorful cloud the size of ten thousand acres, shining like a canopy over the valley.
At the same time, countless seven-color lotuses emerged out of thin air in the open space of the valley, emitting billions of auspicious colors.
Those injured and dying Witch warriors all recovered from their injuries in an instant, and even the missing parts of their bodies regenerated new bodies.
Even the dead bodies with missing heads sat up and struggled to find their heads.
Seeing this, the clever Witch Clan warrior nearby quickly pressed his head on, and the Witch Clan warrior immediately came to life.
This scene of living and dead people, flesh and bones, really shocked everyone present. Even Yu Yuan looked at the vision of heaven and earth in front of him in shock.
Is it the birth of an innate spiritual treasure?
Or is it an innate spiritual being?
No matter which one it is, this scene is a bit too exaggerated, right?
His eyes were fixed on the spiritual root in the valley.
In silence, the flower the size of a millstone slowly unfolded, and more than a thousand petals fell one after another, and a dazzling golden light bloomed from it.
Everyone present was blinded by the golden light.
Only Yu Yuan could clearly see that in the bright golden light, an innate golden energy bred in the flowers quickly transformed into a little girl carved from pink and jade.
She pursed her lips, her skin was as white as freshly peeled water chestnuts, her lips were small and thin, her legs were thin, her hands were long, and her figure was small and smart.
She was wearing a pale golden fairy dress, her long shiny black hair was styled in a bun, and she also had a small golden flying sword.
Although he looks young, only six or seven years old, he has an aura of indescribable luxury.
Looking at her exquisite face, Yu Yuan's eyes widened suddenly.
so similar!
It’s so similar!
Especially those pair of majestic phoenix eyes, which are exactly the same as his master, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit!
The most important thing is that he knew that the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit also had a slender golden flying sword, which was said to be her companion spiritual treasure, called the Flying Golden Sword.
A wisp of innate Xinjin Qi transformed into form, hence the name Jinling... There seems to be nothing wrong with it!
Some people died, but not completely...
