"I'm going! Where did it come from?" Wang Jingzhu felt incredible, waving the ice pick gun and rushed towards Xian Mei.
Fortunately, these dozen fairies are not the huge bosses encountered at the entrance to the tomb, they are just ordinary small fairies.
It's not difficult to kill.
Yuan Rong swung his sword to occupy it and complained: "Didn't I leave a mark for you? Why are you running around and attracting so many!"
Xue Fanyi said: "You have to ask what happened to Fusheng! God knows what he did, the fairy came all the way to smell him."
Wang Jingzhu: "Tang Monk meat?"
Unfortunately, no one else understands her story.
Mingkong explained: "It should be the bead on Senior Brother Fusheng. That bead is particularly attractive to immortals."
Wang Jingzhu understood, the Haotian Pearl was of boundless charm. However, that was Fu Sheng’s secret, and Wang Jingzhu would not reveal it.
Fusheng wiped a handful of cold sweat and smiled coquettishly.
Xue Fanyi said: "Fusheng, please take care of your beads. We are the only ones there. If other casual cultivators saw such a scene, I am afraid they would be the first to find ways to kill people and seize the treasure."
Fu Sheng nodded like a pound of garlic. "I will find a way to hide the aura of the Haotian Pearl as soon as possible." As long as he completely controls the Haotian Pearl, the aura of the Haotian Pearl will be completely hidden. He had already found a way, which was taught by the Xianmei Cult, to integrate spiritual thoughts into the Haotian Pearl.
"It's just a little bit close." Fusheng added. "Give me another half day."
"Then you go and do it quickly. We are here to kill these fairies." Wang Jingzhu said. "We can't have a monster attractor around us!"
Fusheng also knew that the situation was serious, so he quickly found a safe corner, sat cross-legged, integrated his spiritual thoughts into the Haotian Pearl, and began to perform sacrifices.
With the cooperation of Wang Jingzhu and four others, more than a dozen fairy charms were quickly eliminated.
Yuan Rong took out a formation disk and set up a formation to temporarily seal the entrance to the tomb to prevent more immortals from rushing in.
However, Mingkong reacted exactly like Yuan Rong did before. He stepped forward with his sword, wanting to touch the starry sky, but finally flew back with regret.
"Only one coffin?" Xue Fanyi only glanced at the starry sky and knew that it was a beauty beyond his reach. Looking around, he was sure that there were no burial objects except a coffin. He was very disappointed.
Ming Kong was floating in the air, looking down at the coffin below. After looking at it for a while, he shouted, "Come and take a look, what's written on it?"
Of course everyone wants to go see it. After all, it seems that this coffin is their final trophy.
Besides Fusheng, Fusheng was still concentrating on refining his Haotian Pearl. He was also worried that he would be in trouble if he attracted another super big fairy.
The writing on the coffin lid is not a common writing in Haojie, nor is it any writing that Wang Jingzhu is familiar with.
Xue Fanyi looked at it for a while and said, "This is the writing of the ancient tribe." Seeing everyone's confused faces, he explained, "The royal family of the Xuanyue Empire are descendants of the ancient tribe."
Wang Jingzhu, Yuan Rong and Mingkong suddenly understood.
"Senior Brother Xue, tell me quickly, what did you write?" Wang Jingzhu asked.
"I only know a little bit about it. It probably means that buried in this coffin is an ancient tribe's Great Luo Jinxian named Mi Xue; she..." Xue Fanyi didn't recognize some of the ancient tribe's characters, so he could only vaguely understand them. Guess the translation. "It is said that she was mending the sky here and was killed by the evil god. In order to suppress the evil god, she was buried here. She also warned us that this coffin is one of the formations to suppress the evil god and cannot be destroyed."
Yuan Rong was very disappointed. "So, we have been busy for a long time in vain?"
Wang Jingzhu was confused. "Mending the sky? What do you mean?"
Xue Fanyi said: "That's the literal meaning. There are rumors that after Haotian's disappearance, the three thousand worlds of Haotian are threatening to collapse."
Yuan Rong said with certainty: "The fact is that many Haotian small worlds have completely collapsed. The reason why our Zhaoyang continent can still maintain is because the Liyang world has been prosperous since ancient times, and many gods have been born. These gods cannot bear As our homeland comes to an end, we have to patch up the sky every ten thousand years so that our Liyang Realm can barely maintain its former prosperity."
The Fengzhu Pavilion has a heavenly instrument that can communicate with the heavens and holds a lot of news about the upper world and other worlds.
No one doubts the authenticity of Yuan Rong's words.
Xue Fanyi and Mingkong looked up at the stars and expressed their sincere gratitude. "Thank you gods for your mercy!"
Wang Jingzhu said: "I was sent to a small world called Jiyue Continent to purchase some materials. The spiritual energy in that world was almost too thin, and many monks were stuck in the golden elixir stage and could not go any further. Could it be that , is there something going on in that world?”
Yuan Rong: "Jiyue Continent? Jing Xiao, you are talking about the small world under Wu Yue Realm, right? The gods of Wu Yue Realm failed to mend the sky, so they chose to transfer. I saw Yong on the Tongtian Instrument a few days ago. The descendant of the Mu family of the Ye Empire is posting a post to celebrate that he finally escaped from Wu Yue Realm."
Wang Jingzhu was surprised. "Escape? Will the entire Wuyue Realm be transferred?" She was a little worried about her acquisition of Jiyue Continent.
"Transfer the entire world?" Yuan Rong laughed, "How is that possible! Even among the descendants of the gods, only those with outstanding talents can be taken to other worlds."
"What about the others?" Ming Kong showed pity.
"Of course it will fend for itself. Don't worry, even if the Wuyue Realm collapses, it won't explode all at once. It will first dry up its spiritual energy and cut off the avenue of immortals and gods; then it will slowly become silent and fall into eternal night; and finally it will It will collapse bit by bit. After the Avenue of Immortals and Gods is cut off, many people will only have a lifespan of a hundred years. After another one or two hundred years of eternal night, people will be almost dead. When the world finally collapses, there will be no life left. It’s a thing.”
Yuan Rong wanted to comfort Ming Kong, but after saying this, his own heart sank.
Wang Jingzhu suddenly thought of something. "Actually, it's pretty good. When I went to Jiyue Continent, there were no other abnormalities there except for the scarcity of monks. When the gods took away the descendants, they didn't plunder resources."
Yuan Rong laughed. "Jing Xiao, the resources you call are the resources used by us young monks to practice, right? The gods and their descendants naturally look down on these garbage; besides, if they even want to get rid of these garbage, Wu Yuejie They can't last a day longer; they can say that they are incompetent and cannot be saved, but they absolutely dare not wantonly plunder and accelerate the decline of Wu Yue Realm. His Majesty Lietian can allow them to be incompetent, but it is absolutely impossible to allow them to be cruel and unkind. "
"Besides, there is no spiritual energy left for cultivation, so how many monks are there? There are only a few monks, how many resources can be consumed? When the Wu Yue Realm is completely destroyed, ordinary things will not be able to withstand the emptiness. After baptism, everything disappears, and what’s left is the real good stuff. Instead of risking the punishment of the gods by plundering those poor people now, it’s better to wait hundreds of years before taking advantage.”
Wang Jingzhu's mood suddenly improved, which meant that she could continue to collect resources from Jiyue Continent without worrying about gods jumping out to cut her off. After a while, Wang Jingzhu blamed herself again. How could she be happy because she received someone else's disaster fortune? It's so inappropriate... Well, I just can't help but be happy, what should I do?
(End of chapter)
