Chapter 964: Long Blessed Ancestor (80)
Aowu changed his posture and wanted to continue to lower his head. Suddenly, a strange force from behind pushed him unexpectedly. Aowu was unprepared and lay on the ground with his hands and feet, in a posture like a toad.
"Who?"
He hurriedly turned around, only to see a trembling old man with almost all his teeth.
He was filled with wonder and was about to stand up when suddenly there was another burst of inexplicable force behind him. This time, instead of releasing the force immediately, he pressed his head directly to the ground, making him unable to straighten up at all and could only keep lying down in this position. On the ground.
Aowu asked with a straight face.
"May I ask which master I have disturbed? I will leave immediately."
God, there are many people stronger than him in the Immortal Realm. Throwing a brick can hit an Immortal Official, so Aowu doesn't dare to move around, just hoping that the other party can do something on his own.
Fortunately, the other party just pressed him down on the ground, preventing him from moving, and the others showed no signs of harming him.
Aowu had no choice but to lie down obediently. At first, he only dared to lower his eyes to look at the ground. Later, when he glanced around, a ray of light shone through, and the dark little earth temple became a little brighter.
Aowu hurriedly looked at it carefully.
At that time, there was a statue carved from jade, which looked like an extremely beautiful and young girl. There was a hairpin from a dead branch on her head, her handsome eyebrows slanted into her temples, and her eyes were long and narrow.
Even though pure jade was used in time, it still couldn't stop the evil spirit of Qinglong.
Looking at it this way, compared with Zhou Ye, he is a little less evil and scary, but more aloof and aloof. He looks like a knight who can travel the world alone with a sword.
Aowu blinked his eyes and stared intently.
This little female dragon is a bit handsome.
"What are you doing lying there? Aren't you tired?"
Behind him, the old man saw Aowu lying motionless in front of the temple, and couldn't help but ask questions.
Aowu wanted to turn around and talk to him, but suddenly he found that the strength that had been holding him down was gone. He got up easily, and Aowu patted the dust on his robe. "Is this the road from Qinglong to Qishan?"
Aowu pointed at the mountain road in front of him, the old man frowned, a little unsure.
"It's been so long, I can't remember clearly, it seems like. What? Little brother, do you still want to go to the mountains to look for her?"
Aowu smiled, feeling calm.
"I have nothing to do anyway, so I'll go for a walk in the mountains and look at the scenery. I've been gone for ten thousand years, how can I still find it?"
"That's true. Moreover, she was seriously injured back then and it was impossible to save her."
Aowu felt a bit regretful, but deep down in his heart there was some inexplicable expectation.
Where did that force that pressed me just now come from?
If the Qinglong still has some soul left in this world, it is not hopeless.
He still remembered the location of the Soul Gathering Place. If he could collect some clues, he might actually be able to save the Qinglong's life.
Aowu stretched out his hand again and rubbed the pendant in his neck twice with his fingertips.
He said goodbye to the old man and walked along the mountain road towards Naqi Mountain without looking back.
The reason why Qishan is called Qishan is precisely because the strange rocks on the mountain are covered with strange and rugged rocks. People who have lived in the village for a long time do not dare to enter rashly, let alone a foreigner who has just arrived.
The old man couldn't persuade him, so he gave him some advice before he left.
"Never go near that strange stone formation. You may get lost accidentally. If you get lost, you will never be able to get out again."
(End of chapter)