Tinder Island.
Cloud City.
A ray of light passed across and flew back after a moment.
Zhou Yi stood in the clouds and looked down. The city on the island was slightly rough and short. It could only be regarded as a small remote county town in the Human Alliance. However, most of the people in the city looked relaxed and happy.
The city is surrounded by fertile fields and is adjacent to the sea to the east, where a small port has been built.
Many of the moored fishing boats are made of wood. As the sun rises, the fishermen go out to sea shouting cheerful chants.
Zhou Yi flew around the island. There were more than a dozen similar cities, most of which were built along the coast and on the mountains. Thanks to the machinery and technology provided by the alliance, preliminary industrialization has been completed.
"Yes, yes, this place can continue the bloodline of the human race."
The depression in my heart dissipated a little, and I thought that if a few rays of spiritual light fell, people with profound merit would have an opportunity.
"That's it!"
Zhou Yi recalled the source of the Nine Continents Great Tribulation, shook his head slightly, and continued to fly westward with the Escape Light.
It was at full speed when it came, and it took more than sixty days to escape. It took half a year to return. During this period, it passed several islands inhabited by human beings, and there were sporadic mana fluctuations on the islands.
As far as Binhai City, a hundred miles away.
Zhou Yi's eyes shone brightly as he watched the gray fog rising from the sky, covering the entire Jiuzhou Continent one after another.
"This seems to be corpse energy?"
He activated the Black Tortoise Divine Armor to protect his body, and slowly approached the edge of the gray fog, smelling the strong smell of decay.
The soul is in a trance and confusion, and the movement of magic power is sluggish.
Zhou Yi quickly stayed away for dozens of miles and meditated for several hours before he could drive away the corpse energy.
"This mist is so powerful. The smell alone can break through the divine armor!"
The spiritual consciousness swept across, trying to penetrate into the gray mist. As a result, the extremely weird corrosive power was able to annihilate the spiritual consciousness, which was more overbearing than the most mysterious formation restriction.
Zhou Yi flew thousands of miles back and forth from north to south, and found that the area covered by gray fog was similar to the twists and turns of the Jiuzhou coastline, extending for more than a hundred miles into the sea.
"Such a terrifying corpse energy could spread tens of thousands of miles to the East China Sea. Now it only covers the Jiuzhou Continent. It must be controlled by the Golden Corpse behind the scenes."
Zhou Yi calculated with his fingers and vaguely guessed the origin of the gray fog. It should be the Immortal Corpse Bead that lifted the ban.
"The bloody disaster should be here!"
"Who would have thought that the great catastrophe of Jiuzhou's extinction actually originated from the remains of the Corpse Immortal falling from the sky in ancient times!"
"Just the wreckage has such terrifying power. When the Corpse Immortal was alive, wouldn't it be possible to destroy Jiuzhou with one blow?"
"The path to immortality is endless. You can only live forever, but you can't live forever! One day, when I encounter an immortal fighting, even if I try my best to escape, I can't escape the aftermath..."
Zhou Yi saw that Jiuzhou was extinct and millions of living beings were like ants, and his desire to seek immortality became more and more determined.
Reading Taoism in vain is nothing compared to personal experience!
Who can sit back and watch the changes of eras, witness the rise and fall of countless geniuses, and understand that all living beings are suffering, and that the Taoist heart is as iron as steel!
…
East China Sea Dragon Palace.
Bibo Palace.
There were sounds of silk and bamboo, and women in cool clothes danced gracefully.
There were dozens of sea monsters sitting on the left and right, drinking from large bowls the spirits sold by the human race, and it was very lively to change glasses.
Ao Qin sat upright, seemingly smiling, but actually feeling lonely.
"Jiuzhou has been completely destroyed. The majestic beast Qinglong can only hide in the East China Sea and waste his life. I think back when I came out of the temple and had the ambition to unify Jiuzhou. It only took about ten years..."
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh sadly.
A siren asked: "Why does the Dragon Lord sigh?"
"Recently, the king of Japan fell in love with a woman from the human race and planned to take her as his concubine. Who knows that the woman has a strong temper and doesn't like gold, silver and jewelry? Isn't this worrying?"
Ao Qin found an excuse at random. Since the road was cut off and his ambition was hard to achieve, he became obsessed with beauty.
It is not simply a matter of sinking and falling, but a hope that the Qinglong bloodline will continue to unite the world in the future, and perhaps countless dragon descendants can be gathered to counterattack Jiuzhou.
The Siren smiled and said: "Isn't this simple? The most important group of humans only needs to send ferocious beasts to sink a few ships, and any woman will succumb!"
Ao Qin said: "Don't act impulsively, the human race has a martial saint sitting in charge."
"How can a mere new martial arts saint be compared with the Dragon Lord!"
The Siren slapped his horse and said: "That old man Xiao looks majestic, but he only has about a hundred years of life left. The Dragon King has the blood of a divine beast and has a long lifespan. He can easily outlast him."
"Yes, yes, yes."
Another sea monster echoed: "When old man Xiao dies, the East China Sea... no, the four seas will be under the control of Lord Long!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Long!"
"The Dragon King rules the world!"
The group of demons shouted in confusion, and they regarded Ao Qin as the Lord of the Four Seas.
Ao Qin gradually became addicted to the praises one after another, and suddenly lost his obsession with Dao Dao and Jiuzhou. Instead of practicing desperately, it would be better to dominate overseas and have fun.
"This king..."
Before he could speak, a voice came from his ear.
"I am a poor Taoist, Sun Xing. I have something to ask Mr. Long."
"Sun Xing?"
Ao Qin's face tightened, and he scanned left and right with his consciousness, but found no trace. He was immediately sure that the person coming was the true king who single-handedly disrupted Jiuzhou.
"It's really gratifying that Fellow Daoist Sun can escape the devil's pursuit!"
Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "Does Lord Long recognize Pindao?"
"That's natural."
Ao Qin explained: "Three years ago, the demon sent a spirit corpse to summon the top leaders of the two clan alliances. As long as the whereabouts of fellow Taoists are betrayed, they can live in a corner of Jiuzhou."
Zhou Yi asked: "Why refuse?"
Ao Qin said: "Since we learned about what fellow Taoist has done, we believe that the severance of spiritual veins may be the last chance for the creatures of Jiuzhou."
Zhou Yi only believed half of this, because at the end of the Nine Continents, all demon clans would become extinct. It was probably because the higher-ups of the human race did not agree, and Ao Qin had nothing to do.
"Pindao recently asked Mr. Long if he knew about the continent outside the territory?"
"Extraterritorial continent?"
Ao Qin's eyes were lowered, his mind was racing, and he guessed the purpose of Zhouyi.
Zhou Yi said: "Pindao once learned from ancient books that the ancient demon saint explored the end of the sea and found an extraterrestrial continent, which is similar to Jiuzhou and has rich spiritual energy."
Ao Qin said: "I do know something about this matter."
"Please give me your advice, Mr. Long."
Zhou Yi has endless longevity and innate spiritual roots. In theory, if he goes in any direction, he can find the outer continent after countless years, but the ancient demon saint must have a reason.
Ao Qin said: "The ancient demon saint set out from the Western Sea to find the continent outside the territory."
Zhou Yi asked: "Are you sure it's the West Sea?"
Ao Qin nodded and said: "This is the inheritance of the Four Spirits Temple. It starts from the location called Hongshan in the southwest of Fozhou, and flies all the way west until it sees the continent outside the territory."
"I see."
Zhou Yi secretly scolded the Tiger Emperor for being treacherous. It said it was the end of the North Sea, which obviously had a hand in reserve.
After asking for a few more details, I learned that the ancient demon sage went deep into the Western Sea. He was forced to do so. He fled all the way and luckily found the extraterrestrial continent. There was no specific route.
Long Jun said: "The continent is so vast, even if the route deviates by tens of thousands of miles, it doesn't matter."
"Thank you, Mr. Long, for your advice."
Zhou Yi turned into light and left. He spoke for only a moment, but the demons in the palace didn't know anything about it.
Ao Qin was not sure whether Zhou Yi was still there. He pondered for a moment, raised his glass and said.
"The human race and the demon race are fighting against the corpse demon together. They are the closest allies. We cannot affect the relationship between the two races for some personal gain. You command the ferocious beasts under your command not to attack human ships when they encounter them!"
The group of demons looked at each other, not knowing why, so they had to agree in unison.
"I will obey the Dragon Lord's decree!"
"Yin Sheng!"
Ao Qin's eyes were gloomy. There was an endless land of extraordinary spirits separated between the two continents. Only the Demon Saint's speed and foundation could fly across.
If Sun Xing went to pursue the foreign continent, he would never return and die in the depths of the Western Sea!
…
Wu Sheng Island.
It has a radius of more than a hundred miles and is adjacent to the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.
Xiao Hong and the Xiao family members live here, and it is also the island closest to Jiuzhou among humans. Other warriors or ancient cultivators are all as far away from Jiuzhou as possible.
It is better to linger with thin spiritual energy than to erupt at any time with gray mist.
In the center of the island stands a 100-foot peak with a stone house built on the top.
Xiao Hong sat cross-legged in the room, circulating the blood and energy in his body, and constantly refining the white tiger's essence and blood.
suddenly.
Open your eyes and look outside the room.
"Fellow Taoist, I've been watching for so long, but what's the matter?"
Zhou Yi manifested his form and praised: "As expected of the White Tiger bloodline, I just walked around the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Lord seemed to be blind, and I couldn't find any trace of Pindao!"
"Since Jiuzhou was exterminated, Fellow Daoist Ao has been slacking off."
Xiao Hong looked at Zhou Yi for a moment and said, "Fellow Taoist is that Sun Zhenjun, right?"
"Exactly."
Zhou Yi sighed: "In the end, we failed to prevent the catastrophe. I wonder what is happening to the human race now?"
"Thanks to the delay by fellow Taoists, tens of millions of people left Jiuzhou and scattered across the islands in the East China Sea."
Xiao Hong said: "Most of them are in the offshore area. Although the spiritual energy is thin, they can still practice. Warriors can still take potions to break through the energy refining and build the foundation!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly, the new technique focused on medicines and blood, and relied far less on spiritual resources than the ancient cultivator.
"Bloodline martial arts have only been developed for two to three hundred years, and there is a direct path to the golden elixir. If it were not for the corpse demon catastrophe, when the human race defeats the demon race and regains control of Nine Continents, it will definitely be more prosperous!"
"The days are like this, and there is nothing manpower can do."
Xiao Hong sighed sadly, not only for martial arts, but also for himself.
The first golden elixir to revive spiritual energy, the leader of new techniques, the blessing of heaven and earth, the bloodline of the mythical beast White Tiger... With all these lucks superimposed, in the future, he may be able to break through the Nascent Soul with martial arts or even transform into a god.
Now hiding in the East China Sea, the spiritual energy is thin, and the martial arts practice has stopped here.
Zhou Yi reminded: "Fellow Taoist, you still need to be careful of the demon clan!"
"Non-my family, its heart must be different."
Xiao Hong said: "I am sitting on this island. It seems that I am observing the changes in Jiuzhou, but in fact I am keeping an eye on the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. Whenever there is a sea monster causing trouble, I will personally take action and catch it and make it into a soup!"
"That's very good."
Zhou Yi cupped his hands and was about to leave.
Xiao Hong opened his mouth and spit out the Divine Fire Fan, and said: "This treasure is called the Divine Fire Fan. I heard that my Taoist friend has no killing treasure, so I removed the bloodline mark and gave it to my Taoist friend for refining!"
Zhou Yi shook his head and said: "Don't dare to accept such an ancient treasure without merit."
"Fellow Taoist, by containing hundreds of millions of corpse demons, tens of millions of people can have time to escape. This is a great achievement!"
Xiao Hong said: "Besides, it is not a gift in vain. I only have a hundred years left to live. In the future, when I die, Ao Qin will definitely tear up the alliance between the two races. Please protect the human race!"
"If there is no Martial Saint in the human race in a hundred years, the poor Taoist will come back to collect the treasure."
Zhou Yi nodded in agreement, turned into light and left.
…
Time passes.
Time flies.
The human race has been multiplying in the East China Sea for hundreds of years, and their numbers have doubled several times.
Under Ao Qin's control, the Kraken rarely attacked human ships.
The two sides live in harmony, one living in the sea and the other on an island.
In the past hundred years, the spiritual energy of the East China Sea has increased slightly, but it is far less than that of Jiuzhou, and can only provide monks with foundations.
Alliance 320.
winter.
Xiao Hongshou, the only martial saint in the human race, has passed away.
The current chief minister of the alliance cabinet landed on the island to see him off and cordially expressed condolences to the Xiao family.
What seemed like a grand and solemn funeral turned out to be a turbulent undercurrent. When many island owners were sure that Xiao Hong was really dead, they actually competed directly outside the island in a martial arts battle, trying to decide who owned the Xiao family's treasure.
The nominal leader of the human race has nothing to do about it.
Since the islands in the East China Sea are scattered scattered, the alliance cabinet has no name, and the real power is the island owners.
These island owners either practiced ancient methods or took potions, and at least had the strength of the foundation-building stage. They could easily overturn a warship in a battle of wits at sea.
result.
It was originally rumored that the Xiao family members were not good at martial arts and had no spiritual roots. A total of ten foundation-building monks and dragon-blood warriors appeared.
The so-called fight for relics suddenly became a farce, and the island owners broke up unhappy.
mourning hall.
Zhou Yi put his hands behind his back and looked calmly at Xiao Hong's photo.
The new patriarch of the Xiao family walked in, bowed and saluted: "Zhenjun, those troublemakers have been driven away."
"According to the agreement with fellow Daoist Xiao, Pindao will take away the divine fire fan."
Zhou Yi said: "In a few days, the poor Taoist will travel far away, and I don't know how old he will be when he comes back. If you have anything else to say, please tell me."
"The true king trained monks for the Xiao family. Such a great kindness will be unforgettable for generations to come."
The patriarch's eyes flashed with reluctance, but he also understood the importance. He bowed and said, "I have heard that sea monsters have caused trouble frequently in recent years. I would like to ask the True Lord to discuss this with the Dragon Lord before he leaves."
"Even if the human race offers some spiritual objects to the Dragon Palace, that's not a bad idea!"
"You don't need to talk about this matter, Pindao will solve it on his own."
Zhou Yi waved his hand and left behind two magic weapons, one for attack and one for defense, and his figure flickered and disappeared.
One month later.
News came from the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea that Dragon Lord Ao Qin accidentally went into a trap while practicing, and died in a state of confusion.
…
Before departure.
Zhou Yi came to Fire Island again.
Standing on the clouds and looking down, I saw that there was a war going on on the island, with thousands of troops fighting each other.
Under the constant fire of automatic firearms, the soldiers fell to the ground like wheat, until one army raised its flag and surrendered.
"No matter when or where, human beings cannot avoid war!"
Zhou Yi waved his hand and captured a few strands of his soul, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he learned the cause and effect of the battle.
After a hundred years of development, the population of Fire Island has skyrocketed and it has split into several major city-states, each conquering each other for resources.
"If we unite for a long time, we will separate; if we unite for a long time, we will unite..."
"After several rounds of war, who still remembers the ambition to return to Jiuzhou? Perhaps, hundreds of years have passed, they have all forgotten that their ancestors came from Jiuzhou!"
There was no ripple in Zhou Yi's heart, and he turned into a escaping light and flew southward.
one year later.
Bypassing Shiwandashan, Qingzhou, and Yuzhou, we arrived at Fozhou on the west side of the mainland, and found the location of Hongshan Mountain according to the ancient map.
Shrouded in gray corpse aura, it was difficult for spiritual consciousness to detect carefully, and Zhou Yi could only roughly estimate the location.
"Jiuzhou, Pindao will come back!"
