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Yan Zixiu said to Qiankun Jie: "How about it? Each person has a small garden, isn't it good?"

Javert and the others narrowly escaped death. After recovering from their shock, they looked around and found that they were indeed in a small garden.

It's just that he has no spiritual energy and can barely survive.

Yan Zixiu used the immortal rope to lift Javert out again and asked him to explain the situation inside to Lan Meng.

Javert said to Lan Meng: "This is indeed not a storage ring. There is a garden in this Qiankun ring. Although it has no spiritual energy, it can still survive."

Only then did Lan Meng realize that he had misunderstood. It turned out that this young man did not kill without blinking an eye, nor was he ruthless.

"Lan Meng, you make your own choice. Continue to resist, or let me take you into the Qiankun Ring." Yan Zixiu said.

Lan Meng sighed: "I surrender."

Then Yan Zixiu used the Immortal Binding Rope to take him into the Qiankun Ring.

Yan Zixiu was finally relieved. He untied the ropes that bound several people and let them move around in their respective gardens.

This is a kind of imprisonment. God knows when he will be released.

He asked Wuyou for advice: "What should I do about this space crack?".

Wuyou said: "Just use the Sky Mending Stone."

"Sky patching stone? Nuwa patched the sky? Was it a space crack that Nuwa patched back then?" Yan Zixiu asked in surprise.

"Otherwise? How do you think a perfect sky could have a leak?"

Yan Zixiu was surprised and admired.

What is horrifying is what kind of space cracks were created when Gonggong knocked down Buzhou Mountain, and what kind of disasters and threats humanity faced. What is admirable is that thanks to the appearance of the goddess Nuwa, she refined the five-color Sky-Mending Stone, eliminated the cracks, and saved the world.

All peoples are in water and fire.

"Then what is Mount Buzhou that Gonggong knocked down?"

Wuyou replied: "Of course it is one of the world's great protective eyes."

"Is there still a protective formation in this world?"

"Of course there is. Jupiter is also one of the most important formation eyes."

"Ah?!" Yan Zixiu felt that he couldn't keep up with his thoughts again.

Forget it, this matter is too big and too troublesome, let’s talk about it later.

It's better to mend the cracks now.

The space crack in front of me is probably much smaller than the one repaired by the great God Nuwa back then.

He couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that he would rely on the power of the Immortal Mansion today and imitate the ancient saints and sages to mend the sky.

Yan Zixiu summoned the Sky-Mending Stone from Beique Palace. It was indeed a crystal clear gem that shone with five colors of magical brilliance. It was oval in shape and seemed to have many mysterious three-dimensional runes gently rotating inside.

What a good baby!

As soon as his mind moved, the Sky-Mending Stone flew towards the black hole in the sky.

Yan Zixiu was not afraid that tourists would see it, because they would not understand it even if they saw it.

Besides, even if you guess something, it is not more important or urgent to eliminate this crack. If a group of cultivators come from behind and run around after entering, that will not be easy to handle.

After the patchwork stone flew into the black hole, the dazzling light at the edge of the black hole immediately began to converge, and the black hole began to shrink and slowly disappeared.

The sky returned to its original appearance. It was as if the "wound" just now had never appeared before.

Yan Zixiu sincerely admired the greatness of Xianfu, how such a huge trouble could be solved so easily.

What a fairy mansion! What a heaven-bending stone!

At this time, the uneasiness in his heart was completely eliminated.

It turns out that the source of uneasiness is here.

He looked at the tourists and saw that many people were injured, some were frightened, many were talking to each other, and some were crying alone.

For the tourists, today was really a nightmare. They were having a good time, but suddenly a group of bad guests came. The smart ones ran away first, while the slow ones or those who wanted to watch the excitement were suppressed and unable to move.

There were also the huge waves and the maddening atmosphere. Many people thought they were going to die from this.

However, a dramatic turn occurred.

Those fierce men surrounded a young Chinese man and said something unknown.

Later, a dazzling golden light appeared, and the young Chinese subdued the ferocious visitor from the sky, and then took it away to who knows where.

Then they feel relaxed.

Finally, the young man pointed to the sky and eliminated the terrible black hole in the sky.

Is this still a human being? This should be more powerful than a god!

They wanted to express their gratitude, but they didn't dare to come near.

There were a few tourists who hid in corners and secretly took photos.

A few bolder tourists tried their best to overcome the awe in their hearts and walked slowly over.

One of the white-haired and kind-hearted elders asked: "Young man, thank you for saving us all. I don't know how to thank you. Can you tell us your name so that we can remember it in our hearts."

"No need. It's not good for you to know too much about this matter. Just treat it as a dream." Seeing that Yan Zixiu had revealed his magic, he no longer concealed his methods.

He took out a bottle of rejuvenating elixir and threw it into the air. He saw the exquisite jade bottle getting bigger and bigger in the air, and then slowly tipped over. Little bits of elixir spilled out from the mouth of the bottle, and turned into crystal clear silk rain.

, sprinkle it to all injured tourists.

The injured person bathed in the spiritual rain and felt that the wounds on their body healed quickly, their whole body felt comfortable and full of energy, and even their old diseases for many years were getting better.

For a time, people cheered loudly, and some kowtowed to Yan Zixiu.

First the nightmare and then the sweet dream, many people find it very strange.

Yan Zixiu took out another tube of Ningshen incense and handed it to the kind elder in front of him: "Old man, please organize everyone. Two hundred people will surround a stick of incense. After lighting it, sit quietly or lie down and rest for a while.

It’s cured of the fright just now.”

"Okay. Okay. This is great. We will organize it right away." The elder took it.

"Then I'm leaving." Yan Zixiu stopped lingering, put the storage bag and other items into the Qiankun Ring, turned around and took two or three steps before disappearing.

This is in front of hundreds of people. How many steps can you take before disappearing?

"He, he just disappeared?" the elder asked several people around him in surprise.

"Yeah, it just disappeared. It's so magical."

"Hey, I just saw with my own eyes that he put those bad guys into the ring."

"Can a person be placed in the ring? Isn't that Aladdin's magic lamp?"

"Oh my god, wasn't I dreaming today?"

"How about I pinch you?"

…

It was about the safety of his home, so Yan Zixiu was in no mood to continue traveling thousands of miles.

But it’s not possible to go back directly.

If we take these guys back for interrogation, it would be bad if there is any disturbance or danger in the base.

He activated his clairvoyance technique, found a place where no one was around, and walked over in a few steps.

The scenery in this place is good. In the middle of the valley, there is a big tree that covers the sky and the sun. It has lush branches and leaves, and the leaves are bright red, as if a flame is burning. The ground is covered with red, like flakes of red gold.

A ray of golden sunlight passed through, bringing with it a string of bright rings.

Set against the clear blue sky, it is like a dream.

It is quite interesting to interrogate visitors from a foreign land in this beautiful scenery.

He first tied up Javert with a fairy rope.

Because this guy is a bit timid, he will do it as soon as he asks.

"Javert, tell me about the situation over there. Take your time. I'm not in a hurry."

"Okay, okay. Don't worry, old man, I will tell you everything I know." Javert was indeed bullying the weak and afraid of the strong.

He didn't know how to call Yan Zixiu. Senior? Yan Zixiu didn't practice. Master? Young Master? In the end, he chose an old man.

My old man? Yan Zixiu secretly laughed: "Javert, just call me sir."

When he was a child, doctors in his hometown were called sir.

"Okay, sir. We have a continent over there. I don't know how big it is, but it's very big anyway. I heard that some Nascent Soul monks have been flying for decades without ever leaving the corner," Javert said.

"Stop. How fast can a monk in the Nascent Soul stage fly?"

"Sir, I'm not sure." Javert was a little nervous, afraid that Yan Zixiu would use the immortal rope to punish him.
To be continued...