A beast roar came, and several people dressed in strange clothes seemed to have discovered him. These people rode a mount similar to the Junlin beast but had a larger body and quickly walked to Jiajun. It was not until he appeared in his sight that Jiajun saw the appearance of the visitor clearly.
Anyway, I could breathe a sigh of relief, but it was true that the person who came was a human being, and the person who was staring at him was an older man with a kind expression on his face.
The old man whispered a few words to Jiajun, and found that he had no response, so he said something to the people around him. Then they came over and lifted him up and carried him on the back of the beast.
Jiajun had never heard of these people's words, but it was certain that they were just ordinary people, otherwise they would not have had such trouble to raise him.
His body finally moved his position, and Jiajun smiled bitterly in his heart. Fortunately, he met a mortal. If the person who came was a ferocious beast alien, he really didn't know how to deal with it.
The team of people quickly continued to rush. Jiajun saw that they had about 30 people. In addition to a few riding mounts, many people were sitting on the beast cart. In addition, there were many large and small cargo packages. However, these packages were now shrunk and there should be nothing inside.
Above one of the beast cars, a simple wooden carriage opened immediately, and a graceful woman in green clothes walked out of it. She was about twenty years old and her appearance was not as beautiful as the national beauty, but she was also somewhat beautiful.
After the girl stared at Jiajun, her expression moved slightly, showing a bit of pity. Then she turned around and entered the carriage and turned up several navy blue clothes, and quickly came over to put them on for him.
She started to talk to the old man who found Jiajun. Soon, the two seemed to have had a fierce argument. After a moment, the old man shook his head and left with a sigh, while the woman pointed at Jiajun and said a few words to the others.
After hearing the girl's words, the people came over and picked him up. Jiajun couldn't move at all now, so they could only let them help themselves off the beast's back and send them into the carriage where the woman was.
The girl shook her body and followed into the carriage. After Jiajun sat down, she looked at him with a faint smile.
The carriage was not big, with only the two of them inside, and the girl tried to talk to him in several different languages.
It can be heard that the girl's syllables changed several times, and she probably spoke several languages in a row, but Jiajun had never heard of them, so she could only look at her blankly.
If it were in the past, even if you didn’t understand language, it would be quite easy to learn with your spiritual sense. But now Jiajun has no magical power and spiritual sense, and he doesn’t even have the strength to open his mouth, so he can only be anxious in his heart.
After trying a few times, the girl's eyebrows became a little anxious. She frowned slightly, and after pondering for a while, she spoke awkwardly about the words of the Haitian Realm.
"Do you understand?"
When these words were spit out from her mouth, Jiajun's eyes flashed and a look of surprise appeared on her face.
"Oh my God, fortunately, I like to study ancient Chinese. You actually speak this kind of ancient Chinese. Could it be that you are a monk who ascended from the lower realm?" The girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was a little strange. "No, all the monks who ascended from the lower realm are very powerful, and they are even more powerful than the gods who come from the law to protect their bodies here! Also, you look so young, you shouldn't be a despicable person, right?"
The girl was obviously very talkative. Even though she knew Jiajun couldn't speak, she asked a lot of questions. She heard Jiajun a little anxious, but she had no choice.
Jiajun also had a general understanding of the girl's words to herself along the way.
This is a desert area called Dahuangling. The girl is named Cui'er. She and the old man, Uncle Wu, are both children of a small and powerful family. This team of people is a caravan that pays tribute to the main department. Now they have just returned from tribute and are passing through this desert.
After Uncle Wu discovered Jiajun, he regarded him as the son of exiled by some aristocratic families. According to Cui'er, this kind of thing often happens here. If a rebel appears in a aristocratic family, his blood descendants will be exiled to the desert.
Uncle Wu felt unbearable when he met him and planned to save Jiajun. But he was also worried that he might offend some major forces, so he only planned to take Jiajun back to the small town and have a certain way of life for him. But when Cui'er saw that he was so young and cute, she felt reluctant and insisted on taking him back to her family.
After roughly understanding these things, Jiajun became flustered for a moment.
Cui'er did not introduce what level of cultivation world this world is, and he could not speak or ask. But when Cui'er called the language of the sea and heaven "ancient words in the lower realm", was this also the same cultivation plane as the Holy Spirit Continent?
He couldn't help but feel bitter and cold. After all the changes, he entered an inexplicable world again! Ice bat and Xiaoyun and Xiaohui were still waiting for him in the Yuan Realm. Brother, Feiling and Dragon and Tiger Team brothers were also looking forward to his return. Including time, the mainland competition should be about to begin, right? But now he is trapped outside the Holy Spirit Continent.
What's even more terrifying is that everything that happened in the star field was like a dream. He had clearly been promoted to the immortal realm, but why is there no magic power realm now? Which one is true and which one is a dream?
He wished he could regard everything now as a dream, but everything in front of him was the most real.
The bitterness disturbed the mind. After thinking for a while, Jiajun couldn't help but fall asleep again.
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"Dangdang..."
A crisp copper ringtone rang, Jiajun's head shook slightly and she woke up.
"Here! Don't worry, our clan has a semi-immortal master, and he should be able to cure you!" Cui'er smiled sweetly at Jiajun, then called on several people to tell her that he had carried it into the house.
Jiajun took the opportunity to observe here carefully. This place is a place similar to a small town. There are traffic on the streets and alleys, and everyone's clothes are very different from the Holy Spirit Continent. Not only that, the layout of the houses is also quite unique. Each pavilion seems to be made of metal and looks quite exquisite.
Cui'er accompanied Jiajun and sent him to the inner room with a small **. After about a moment, an old man in yellow robe walked into the room accompanied by Uncle Wu.
When the old man in the yellow robe saw Jiajun, he had no expression on his face and took out a magic weapon that looked like an ancient mirror from his body. Then he murmured, muttered softly for a moment, and then pointed at the ancient mirror a little.
Jiajun suddenly felt a strange magic power invading his body. If it were before, he could easily resist such magic power, but now he could only allow it to invade. (To be continued.)