Let everyone go in first. I will go in last. If I go in and the door is closed and others can't get in, that won't be good...
I haven't quite figured out the entrance to the eight floating lands yet...
Seeing that there was no one around, I stepped into the door. A white light flashed through and I was already inside...
I thought this place would be like entering a fairyland, or a starry space or something...
Well...it's no different from outside...
It's just that the weather has changed a bit...it looks gloomy and foggy...
Everyone was waiting for me to come in. I stepped forward and waved to them to follow me and not to fall behind. I was afraid that someone would get lost and it would be difficult...
I suddenly saw something flashing in from the other side of the entrance door...
After I came out of "Mangjun", I always felt that something was following me...
Ignore it and catch it when you can.
I was walking in front and saw a man squatting on the ground not far away, picking something up...
Walking over, I wanted to ask him where the big formation was...
"Uncle, please..." I said softly, fearing to scare him.
He just stood up and turned around, and we bumped into each other...
I burst into tears, and I quickly covered my nose and apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
He looked at me blankly...
I took a closer look and said, "Oh my God!~Ghost!~" I turned around and ran away...
Everyone behind me was staring at me... My face suddenly turned red to the roots of my ears.
I calmed down and slowly looked back at the man. It turned out to be a shriveled old man...
His white hair is sparse, his eyes are sunken, his mouth is slightly downturned, his two fangs are upturned, his whole body is bloodless, and his complexion is pale and pale. The skin on his face has been pulled down, and he is so thin that only a frame is left...
At first glance, it looks like a hungry ghost crawling out of the ground...
He asked in a hoarse voice: "Is this person Luan Tong?"
I turned around and hugged him: "Exactly."
His sunken eyes suddenly widened and shone...
He swooped over and hugged my thigh with a thump: "You are finally here! We have been waiting so hard! ~ Wuwuwu~~..." He burst into tears.
The gap was too big and I was not mentally prepared. I was shocked by him! ~
He quickly helped him up: "What about that? Come on, get up! ~ I have something to say..."
"Wow~ It's almost eight hundred years!~ We have been waiting for your arrival day and night!~ By our generation, we have been waiting for nearly nine generations..." He stood up with tears in his eyes.
Xin said: Didn’t Aunt Yan say it was postponed for three hundred years? Why would he say, eight hundred years? Did something happen between...
"Okay, okay, sir, can I ask..." I haven't finished yet.
He pulled me up: "Let's go!~I'll take you to see the clan leader!~"
Seeing that he is thin and small, I didn't expect him to be so impatient...it's really going on...
Helpless, everyone followed us and trotted forward...
When we came to a small village, he hurriedly pulled me to a small wooden building, whispered to the two people at the door, and led me in...
Just as Yu Xu and Xiao Yan were about to follow, two tall, thin men with the same fair complexion as the old man stopped them...
"No one else is allowed in except Luan Tong," they shouted in unison.
I waved my hand to indicate it was okay and asked them to wait for me outside.
Entering the house, he pulled me to another white-haired old man: "Clan leader!~Clan leader!~They are finally here!~"
The old man turned to look at me and waved his hand calmly...
He bowed his hands and went out, closing the door behind him.
The old man suddenly took a step forward, his eyes were shining, he grabbed me and said excitedly: "Luan Tong! ~ You are really here! ~ It's almost eight hundred years! ~ Eight hundred years!!! ~ Ah! !!~~”
Wow~~~Why are the people here so busy? ~
"This...grandpa, I want to ask you a few questions..." I said carefully, for fear that he would drag me to another place...
"Luan Tong! If you have any questions, just ask!~" He let go of his hand and regained his composure instantly...
This is really...what...
"You said you've been waiting for us. What do you mean? Didn't you mean that Luan Tong didn't come in for only 300 years? How could it be 800 years? Didn't the formation have been cultivated 800 years ago?" He retreated slightly. Half a step later, I felt that he was standing too close and I wasn’t used to it...
He followed me almost half a step...
"Hey~ it's a long story... According to the records of my family's ancestors, about eight hundred years ago, the Luan boy of that generation brought many people in and went to maintain the formation. However, something happened in the middle and they couldn't leave. After returning, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the realm... We, one of the eight messengers, are also trapped inside, unable to contact the Luan Yi tribe outside..." He clenched his fists...
What the hell! ~I backed away from him and followed him closer...A pair of blood-red eyes stared at me closely. Is this a cannibalistic rhythm? ! ~~
I stretched out my hands to block in front of me, and he took another step closer! ~
Depend on! He was about to hit me... I quickly held his shoulders and pushed him back slightly...
"Grandpa...can you keep your distance? I'm so dazzled when you're so close..." I couldn't help it! ~
"Oh oh oh, Luan Tong, I'm sorry, I'm so excited to see you!~ Come on, sit down." He asked me to sit down awkwardly...
I breathed a sigh of relief, this was so exciting! ~
"You mean, the formation was not cultivated eight hundred years ago?" I asked.
"Yes, not only is there no cultivator, Luan Tong and everyone he brought have disappeared, as if they evaporated out of thin air..." He lowered his head.
"Um...you haven't found it yet?" I clenched my chin.
"The realm is so big, where can we find it? Back then, when our family was still the city lord of Bixi City in the land of Wuhui, we united with the six tribes to search everywhere, but we couldn't find any trace..." He shook his head.
"You mean, the area here is huge!~" I was surprised.
"This is not a big problem. This realm is a space created with the help of ancient cracks. The space in the realm can be infinitely expanded. However, the location of the formation and the clans guarding the formation can only move within a certain area. ." He explained.
"You said, what do you mean by being a city lord?" I didn't understand.
He sighed and said slowly...
It turns out that this world is divided into six domains: Hanguang, Yanyang, Clear Water, Huanshan, Rulin, and Wuhui. Except for Wuhui, the other five domains are guarded by five clans. Eight messengers from Wuhui deliver the message to the five clans. Distribution center for information.
To be precise, the location of the clan itself is the six positions of the formation. The cultivation formation must be inspected and maintained from any formation point in the five domains in the order of generation. Only when the five formation points are maintained can the Return to Wuhui for maintenance. This is the core of the formation, which is the "eye of the formation".
Since ancient times, six clans have been guarding the spiritual formation here. The specific situation at that time can no longer be found...
With the continuation of the descendants, the world gradually developed, and now there are more than fifty large and small cities, and some large cities are still very prosperous.
For thousands of years, the clans have been in harmony with each other, and together with the Luanyi clan, they have guarded the formation that activates the secret treasure...
Until 800 years ago, the last Luantong who entered disappeared for no reason, and the temperament of the clan leaders changed drastically... They started fighting each other for a little profit...
Wuhui is located at the intersection of the five domains. In order to compete for that important area, two of the clans joined forces to send eight messengers to the edge of the entrance outside the six domains...
I originally wanted to ask him about the situation of the other seven floating lands, but he said he didn't know. A lot of the information was lost when he escaped from Bixi City, and some of it had been lost before...
He only knew that eight hundred years ago, the news from other messengers was that the seven formations had been completed...
Soon after, Luan Tong disappeared and the exit was closed. They never went out again...
Let me go! ~It means that the exit and entrance are not the same? ~~Then I have to be more careful. If my brothers and sisters are separated, I will be in big trouble! ~
He said that if you want to cultivate the great formation now, you need to enter the realms of the five clans to maintain it, and help the six clans to improve themselves. Only by working together can you enter the formation of Wuhui...
Hmm...I thought too simply before. I thought I could go directly to the formation cultivator as soon as I came in...
In this case, we need to first find out what happened eight hundred years ago... But how can we find out! ~Even they don’t know...
Alas~ I can only take one step at a time...
He was walking around me, talking excitedly and foaming at the mouth. I gave in again and again, but still didn't escape. His saliva was all over my face...Looking at his expression...I didn't Sorry to rub it.
At the end of the conversation, I nodded, saying that I would find out the truth and help the clan reconcile.
He was so excited that he pulled me tightly...
I asked him where I could find water to wash my face.
He told me that there was one in the courtyard... I quickly said goodbye to him, ran out to get water, and rinsed it on my face. I rinsed it twice, but I still felt a bit fishy... I didn’t know what the old man had eaten...
Euxu and Xiaoyan came over and asked me how I was doing.
I told them that this matter was very troublesome and they might not be able to go back for a while...
They said it doesn't matter, as long as they stay with me...
I was so moved...
Zhou Guangquan asked me where we were going to spend the night today. I asked everyone to set up tents outside the village so as not to disturb the villagers.
At lunch time...the patriarch brought me a large bowl of soup. He looked at the white flowers and asked him what it was. He said it was fish soup. They usually eat this. After escaping, they could only fight in the border areas. Fish for a living...
No wonder...
I want to buy some rice from the village. We don’t have much dry food with us...
The clan leader told me that they only ate fish. When our ancestors escaped, they did not bring any belongings with them and had no money to buy rice...
I asked him why so many people didn't grow their own crops. He told me that the climate in the border area was abnormal and crops couldn't be grown...
That's right. From the time I came in until now, there have been dark clouds and fog everywhere...
"Don't you have anywhere to buy things here?" I was a little depressed. My prediction was wrong. Everyone only brought a few days of dry food...
"Yes, if you walk ten miles along the road, you can enter the mountainous area. There is a small town just a little bit inside. It's very lively there!~" He seemed very excited...
"Then, why don't you take us there." I begged.
"This... no, they won't let us, the eight messengers, pass..." The clan leader looked embarrassed...
"Oh, oh, okay, what do you want? Can I bring you some?" Seeing that the village seems to be very difficult, I think I should do something...
He swallowed his saliva: "I heard that there are a lot of delicious food in the city. You can just bring me some. If possible, I want to taste what rice tastes like. It is recorded in the clan book that rice is fragrant, and so is rice wine. Fragrant..."
"No problem!~ Just wait for my good news!~" I said goodbye to him and called Xiaoyan, Yuxu, the chef and several team members to buy ingredients.
Let Lou Huan and Zhou Guangquan keep an eye on the others. If they run around, they may not be able to find them if they get separated.
There really is only one way! ~Everyone unfolded their skills and ran for ten miles. After a while, they saw a few people guarding the intersection...
Huh! ~These people are wearing ancient armor! ~I can’t tell which era it is...
"Stop!~Who are you?~" They saw us...
"That...we..." I don't know what to say...
"Are you the messengers? Your Majesty has an order, no one is allowed to pass!~" The person speaking seemed to be their leader...
