Wu Guang's face was full of embarrassment, fearfulness, and his eyes swept around uneasy, as if there was a saint hidden beside him. It was not difficult to understand his mood. He was a saint who had been hiding in Shiyuan City for so long.
Not discovered, he could be said to be seriously dereliction of duty.
If that saint attacked at a critical moment, it would undoubtedly have a great negative impact on the fairy world.
Yang Jian smiled and comforted him and said, "Don't care too much, that's a saint after all. If a saint deliberately hides it, you will find that the saint really doesn't need to mess with it. I think Sanqing already knows the existence of this saint, but I just don't want it.
I didn’t tell you if I put pressure on you.”
Wu Guang's expression was slightly calmer, but his face was still not very good.
He was still a little concerned.
After walking around the secret room for a few times, Wu Guang probably wanted to "make up for his mistakes" and checked very carefully.
His hands groped one by one on the wooden shelf that was filled with treasures, and his eyes swept quickly, not even a corner. Yang Jian could sense his small movements and see Wu Guang's mood from it.
But I don't care much.
Anyway, the secret room is full of treasures. If Wu Guang was careful, he might have discovered something missing.
Yang Jian temporarily left Wu Guang and walked to the deepest part of the secret room.
There is still a wooden shelf in the deepest part of the secret room, but it is only one meter high. Compared with other wooden shelves, it can be said to be a dwarf in front of giants. Even the ginseng on the wooden shelves have only three plants.
However, these three ginseng plants instantly attracted Yang Jian's attention.
The three ginseng plants are only the length of Yang Jian's middle finger, but the spiritual energy emitted is extremely strong. The ginseng even grows into the shape of hands and feet, looking very much like a person. With Yang Jian's eyesight, you can instantly see that these are the three ginsengs
Ten thousand years of ginseng.
Even in the fairy world, this kind of thing is very rare.
If Yang Jian makes good use of them, his strength will definitely be able to improve his strength to another level.
Just as Yang Jian was about to pick them up, a crisp sound suddenly came from the secret room, and the earth shook.
Yang Jian was slightly shocked and looked back at Wu Guang, but Wu Guangdai stood in front of a wooden shelf and gently pressed his right hand on the wooden shelf. When Yang Jian looked at him, he happened to see that the wooden shelf seemed to be washed by the waves.
The sand sculpture on it quickly collapsed.
While the wooden shelves were disintegrating, the secret room became even more severe.
Wu Guang obviously realized that he had done something "amazing" and was stiff all over.
"True Lord, I didn't mean it, but I seemed to have touched some mechanism."
"It's not like it seems, but it's already touched."
Without saying a word, Yang Jian grabbed three ten thousand-year-old ginseng plants and rushed towards Wu Guang quickly.
At this moment, Yang Jian had already put his speed to the limit, and he rushed to Wu Guang like lightning, grabbed his shoulder and ran out. However, the area of this secret room was too large, and Yang Jian and
Wu Guang was already in the deepest part of the secret room.
In addition, the mechanism of the secret room should have been set to target the saints long ago, and the secret room collapsed very quickly.
Wu Guang watched as huge rocks kept falling down and bombarding the ground behind them. Looking back at the situation behind him, he looked extremely pale and screamed in panic, while dancing with excessive fear.
"Why is this happening? Why does this secret room destroy itself?"
As the earthquake continued, a devastating force erupted in the secret room. If the secret room just collapsed at the beginning, after the devastating force erupted, everything in the secret room was like a mud cow entering the sea, and was instantly shocked into powder.
Wu Guang looked deep into the secret room and could even see it black inside.
Although Yang Jian did not look back, he could guess what happened later after hearing Wu Guang's words.
He said calmly: "Don't make a fuss. After all, the things here belong to a saint in another world. If outsiders break in here, it will prove that the person who broke in is better than him. It is completely reasonable for him to set up a trap that can kill the saint.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have to do this."
Yang Jian thought it very clearly.
If even the saints cannot be killed, the trap here will not be able to defeat those who kill the saints in another world.
Since Wu Guang was selected as the main person in charge of Shiyuan City, I believe he can understand this.
He said with a sad face: "That's the truth, but I'm not a saint, why should I take such a big battle against me? I'm just a little fairy. Isn't this obviously going to force me to a dead end?"
Yang Jian ignored him and just accelerated suddenly under his feet.
Although this process is a long story, it actually takes only one or two seconds.
When Yang Jian took Wu Guang out of the medicine shop, the medicine shop made a loud "boom" sound and finally collapsed completely. This medicine shop was originally located in a downtown city, with many high-rise buildings on both sides. After the medicine shop collapsed, there was an extra open space to see
It was extremely abrupt.
Wu Guang looked around and said, "You have to find a way to build another house, otherwise it will be too ugly."
Yang Jian silently put away three ten thousand-year-old ginseng plants and said, "It's not ugly. Actually, I don't think it's a pity. I just miss the treasures of heaven and earth in the secret room. That's because the saints in the other world have been searching in the fairy world for countless years before they survived.
All the things were destroyed."
Wu Guang seemed to remember those ginsengs only then.
He stared at the front with wide eyes, as if he saw his home being destroyed.
"Yes! I actually forgot so many ginseng! Damn it, I should have grabbed a few handfuls just now, and I wasted it, I'm such a fool!"
Wu Guang beat his head in annoyance, as if he was about to punch his head into his body.
Yang Jian said indifferently: "Forget it, anyway, the three most important ginseng trees that have been taken out by the deity. Although it is a pity to lose those hundreds or thousands of years, it is not as painful as it can be to feel unacceptable. Wu Guang
, I have left it to you to solve this problem, I want to practice."
Wu Guang was stunned for a moment, looked up at Yang Jian, with a look of astonishment on his face.
"True Lord, do you want to continue to break through with these ten thousand years of ginseng? But have you just ascended to the immortal world and broke through to the realm of a saint? Do you still want to continue to improve? Then your improvement speed is probably unprecedented and there will be no future generations.
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"Is it true that the deity is not unprecedented and has no future generations to directly upgrade to the realm of a saint?"
Yang Jian smiled indifferently, turned around and left with the Wannian ginseng.
Before traveling back to the Ancestral Star, Yang Jian was already capable of being invincible to the realm of Heavenly Dao. The mere saints are not his peak at all. Now the saints who sneak into this side of the Immortal Realm have been eliminated. Yang Jian just wants to improve his strength as soon as possible. Look,