"Zizi..."
Three thousand miles of desert are filled with scattered stone pillars standing in the sand dunes. At this moment, a bonfire was lit with thorn wood in a natural cave formed by several stone pillars. , Miss Sisisi, the only one left among the three people captured by Xin Zhuo, had lost a lot of weight, her face was a little dull, and she was putting out firewood one by one.
Xiao Huang is not here. He has been out to find out the news for three days.
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged on the edge of the stone pillar, staring at the flying snow in the sky in a daze.
It has been a month since the old gatekeeper, who was called the "white-bearded old man" by the octopus owner "Fantasy Master", was "thrown" from Guxian Road, and it has been snowing heavily for a month. He has also been waiting. One month.
In the ancient immortal road, the illusion master at the end appeared suddenly, and the scene of the white-bearded old man fighting several quasi-emperor ancestors was even more sudden. He is waiting for the final result. Whether the white-bearded old man wins or loses, and whether he will come back if he wins, it is best to bring Lingguo and Xiaobai with him.
Not to mention people like Gouxu and Greedy Wolf, Lingguo and Xiaobai showed him great kindness. Although their contact time was not long, they were among the few that did not contain any impurities in these years. Nuan Nuan, I wonder what happened to them, were they imprisoned or killed by the illusion master? This was really hard for him to accept.
“Don’t wait any longer.” Miss Sisisi behind her tidied her hair around her ears, her eyes full of confusion, and murmured: “I don’t know who the old man on crutches is, but he In a decisive battle between three quasi-emperors, it would be extremely difficult to determine the outcome. Even if it were to be determined, it would take at least several years or even decades.
Seventy years have passed since we entered the Ancient Immortal Road. Year, if nothing else, the winner has been decided outside. Staying here is not an option.”
"Creak..."
The dust and snowflakes in the desert are mixed together, step by step, the wind and snow are freezing, and the thousands of floating islands in the vast world in the distance are hazy, all covered with snow, as if Floating snow masses.
Daoyuanli blessed his feet, shrunk down to an inch, and in the blink of an eye he arrived in front of the gate of the void world. When he looked around, he couldn't help but be shocked,
I saw the original gate of the void that was constantly rotating. , I don’t know when it was completely sealed by an ancient and mysterious "spell", and there was no possibility of getting out.
"Curse" is a combination of the art of sealing and the art of cursing. Xin Zhuo has heard that this is at least a method used by masters above Xiao Yuanzhu.
What does this mean?
"Master..."
While I was stunned, a small black shadow flew quickly from the direction of Baijiawu, fell to the ground, and rolled. It was the small shadow. Huang, its body is still the same size, but its fur is shiny and shiny, and its dog eyes are piercing. After devouring countless golden bones of ancient immortals and the bones of previous fat and thin immortals, it reached the true and post-realm state in one step.
A big demon from the real realm is absolutely terrifying.
“The winner has been decided outside.”
Xiao Huang took a deep breath, "I went a hundred thousand miles deep into China, and found that there was no fighting anymore. They were all teams of decent masters escorting the prisoners of warriors from the evil camp. I secretly confused a real master and learned from his consciousness. , the righteous side won a great victory in the battle in Mengshazhou. The masters of Shenzhen and above in the evil camp had heavy casualties, and most of the others fled.
The evil camp outside Mengshazhou also suffered a huge defeat, and countless people. Surrendered, only a small number of people fled in embarrassment.
Now all the entrances and exits to other places in China have been sealed.
The rest are hunted and suppressed. I guess, those. People will eventually flee to Luanxing Palace."
He breathed evenly and then said: "I just saw thousands of disciples of the Great Confucian Sect running towards China near Wanjiawu Suspended Island. Xiu Dasheng has gone to study the Holy Book of Heaven. This group of sad scholars are just like the story told by the master back then.
As he spoke, he looked at the gate to the void world: "Huh? This place is also sealed?" Nian glanced around, only to feel an endless and terrifying rebound force, and he quickly retreated dozens of feet.
This kind of ban is not something he can control. It seems that waiting here is not the answer. A choice must be made.
Take a deep breath and bow three times to the gate of nothingness, both to the old man guarding the gate and to the mother and son of Lingguo.
Immediately rolled up Xiao Huang, took Si Sisi with him, reached high altitude in one step, and went straight to Baijiawu.
Entering the Baijiawu area, I saw many hiding warriors appearing refreshed and heading to China in groups. Among them, the Confucian disciples wearing neat Confucian shirts were particularly conspicuous, but Murong Xiu and Li Qingyue were not seen. This group of people saw him suddenly and felt an overwhelming pressure coming on. They couldn't help showing a reserved look on their faces and stood on both sides to salute respectfully.
Xin Zhuo asked a Confucian disciple casually: "Where are Murong Xiu and Li Qingyue?"
The Confucian disciple was flattered and saluted: "Senior, the two of my family are The sage rushed to China to repair the watch first!"
As expected.
Xin Zhuo nodded and disappeared into the sea of clouds with Xiao Huang and Si Sisi.
It wasn't until the two of them and the dog were out of sight that a group of Confucian disciples got together and said with lingering fear: "Where did this guy come from? Why is his aura so terrifying?"
"That's right. ! Where does this kind of master come from in this border? Why should such masters hide in the end? , Or just sit on one side, right?"
"Huh? That person seems to be Xin Zhuo!" An old scholar from not far away flew over, "A few ancestors from Mengshazhou sent people. I have been looking for him for seventy years, why is he here? Please notify Mengshazhou and get some benefits!”
……
"Master, where are we going?" Xiao Huang asked curiously in the sea of clouds.
Xin Zhuo did not answer, but just looked at Si Sisi and asked: "Do you know where Kuban Cliff is?"
What Ji Yaoyue told him in the white night of Nanguixu City "Eighty years later, in the year 1050 of the Zhenwu Era, on the winter solstice, at a quarter of noon, we will wait at Kuban Cliff and enter the Luanxing Palace."
After careful calculation, it is exactly eighty years, and there are still ten days before the winter solstice. about.
Ji Yaoyue……
The woman with the beauty mark on the corner of her mouth, who had been entangled with him for thousands of years, appeared in his mind. Xin Zhuo felt that he should go and meet her, especially now that the outcome was decided, he didn't know what her situation was and what her plans were.
Sisisi hesitated for a moment, her eyes a little strange: "You...want to go there?"
Xin Zhuo nodded: "Lead the way!"
Sisisi said : "Are you sure you want to go there?"
"That's a lot of nonsense!" Xin Zhuo scolded him coldly.
Sisisi stopped talking and obediently led the way, all the way to the west.
The two of them and the dog were very fast. After a few hours, they entered the hinterland of China. The heavy snow stopped. Looking around, the world was vast and devastated. The mountains, rivers and rivers were shattered. The villages, towns and cities were already in dilapidated condition. , eight million miles of indescribable desolation, like hell.
The remaining common people were all in ragged clothes and in poverty, scrambling for some random food or asking for alms from the martial immortals. The bustling traffic and prosperity of the world were completely gone.
It seems as if the feudal society has entered the primitive era where rituals and music are no longer, and people are blowing hair and drinking blood.
A large number of martial arts masters and young talents flew through the sky like immortals. They were all imposing, aloof and indifferent. They didn't care about life and death in the world. They really didn't care because they were just one step from mortals. After Bu Xiu came, their ultimate goal was to live forever and stand on the top of mankind. After finally stepping from the "cage" of a mortal to the top of mankind, why should they pity their "past selves"? If everyone is the same, where is the difference?
This is a strange and shameless ideology.
Moreover, they don't care about how the mortal world is rebuilt, because the vitality of mortals is very tenacious. At most, within three to five hundred years, many mortals will appear and take care of the mortal world in order again.
Xin Zhuo scanned the mountains and rivers of the world, sighed, and suddenly changed his mind, saying: "Let's go to the capital of Daliang Kingdom on Shenzhou West Road first!"
The world is collapsing everywhere. , I don’t know what happened to that girl Bai Susu. (End of this chapter)