Cheng Yu knew that the other party had turned into the Riddler at this time, so he said goodbye and turned away, leaving the thin dog demon standing there with a meaningful look on his face.
"Shashasha..."
Waves of rice that had turned golden yellow were surging around him. Cheng Yu casually caressed a plump ear of rice, and the fragrance of the rice was refreshing.
I still remember that before I met the thin dog demon, this sea of rice was still green, but now it was ripe in the blink of an eye.
Recalling the previous conversation with Jin Shuyang, it turns out that one day here is like a year in the world.
Looking around, except for the mountains behind him, there is an endless sea of rice. There is no shadow of the capital at all. Even the majestic imperial city is nowhere to be seen. Even the thin dog demon and the pavilion just now are not there.
, and his whereabouts are unknown.
At this time, after carefully studying the last four sentences that the thin dog demon said before, Cheng Yu seemed to have figured out what the other party meant.
Even if it is true, it is not true. If it is not true, it is true. If you know whether it is true or not, you will know when you go to the mountain...
The approximate location of Qixialing should be in the mountains behind the capital, but it is also in some kind of illusion, or within a barrier.
Turning around and looking up towards the towering mountains, there was a faintly visible field ridge winding up in the sea of rice that stretched upward along the ridge.
And the streaks of purple energy that were flying all over the sky before were all gone now, and there was only a purple sky, silently covering this world.
Cheng Yu once again tried to control the soul to fly into the air, but still couldn't, so he had to walk up the field ridge.
As he continued walking like this, Cheng Yu suddenly noticed that the rice ears on both sides had changed again from before.
At this time, each plump and low-hanging ear of rice seemed to be covered with gold particles, shining brightly.
There were countless golden rays of light around Cheng Yu, and everything in his eyes was so bright that it was so dazzling.
Faced with such a sudden change, Cheng Yu turned around and looked around again. His robe swept over the rice ears beside him, and then brought up a burst of golden powder and scattered it into the air. Some of it still stuck to his white shirt and could not be beaten off.
"Shasha... Shasha..."
Countless golden rice ears swayed gently, and golden powder was shaken off from the rice ears, gradually covering the sky and the sun.
The originally purple sky was now almost completely obscured by the golden light, with only some faint purple looming in the gap between the golden powder.
"Woo!"
An unknown gust of wind blew up, stirring up the golden powder all over the sky and rushing toward Cheng Yu.
Cheng Yu knew that there must be something fishy about this matter, so he first thought of turning his soul into a void, but he didn't know that on Qixia Ridge, his soul seemed to be locked into a solid state.
Seeing the wind blowing the golden sand in front of him, Cheng Yu had no choice but to wave his sleeves, and his colleagues jumped into the air and retreated, drifting several feet away.
After he stabilized his body, the golden sand in the sky actually began to shrink, and soon condensed into a vague human shape.
"Thank you so much, little monk! The donor is so polite! Hee hee!"
The golden sand finally condensed into the shape of a three-foot-tall bald little monk. Although the golden sand condensed and the face could not be seen clearly, one could tell by the sound of the other person's voice that this man was the one he met at the tea stall before.
Just using Cheng Yu's spiritual consciousness to sweep it away, the atmosphere on the other side seemed to be slightly different from the last time we met at the tea stall.
The little monk was walking and talking. At this time, his human form had completely appeared. Although his whole body was covered with gold powder, his features and features were clearly that of the three-foot-tall little monk. Standing in front of him, he looked like a golden body.
Apart from this golden body, the only thing that was different from the little monk that day was that the white wooden fish he was knocking on his hand did not appear.
The little monk walked slowly towards Cheng Yu. His facial features could be seen with a smile, but the smile was wrapped in a layer of gold powder, but it had an indescribable feeling.
"..."
Seeing this young monk again, Cheng Yu was inevitably a little unhappy and ignored him. At the same time, he was also secretly thinking about what he meant by thanking him as soon as he appeared.
This monk suddenly appeared here at this time, I would like to thank you, could it be...
Did he sneak into this place secretly with my spirit?
His consciousness quietly dispersed, but he could no longer sense the Jin Shuyang and Xiuyouya he had encountered earlier, let alone the farmers working in the fields in the distance, such as Captain Jinwu.
On the other side, the little monk made of golden sand was clasping his hands together and continuing to walk towards Cheng Yu with swaying steps.
Every time he took a step, countless gold powder was sprinkled on the footprints, and even the nearby rice ears turned into golden lotus flowers. They spread in an instant, and as far as the eye could see, countless golden lotuses were swaying gently, and there were no more golden lotus flowers.
A trace of rice ears.
"Buzz! Buzz!"
At the same time, the sword behind him became restless in its scabbard.
Cheng Yu noticed something was wrong behind his back, so he took off the Bujing Sword and its black scabbard.
It turned out that it was not that the sword had changed, but that the scabbard, which had been transformed into the original form of the black dragon, could no longer maintain its shape.
"Qiang!"
Cheng Yuling did not pull the sword out of its scabbard, but saw that as soon as the bright silver sword was pulled out of the scabbard, the black scabbard could not help but squirm on its own.
Only a few breaths later, the scabbard had transformed into the black dragon Liu Hedong again. Dressed in black, his face full of vicissitudes but his eyes dull, he stood between Cheng Yu and the little golden monk.
Cheng Yu knew that Brahma Sect magic was good at bewitching demon cultivators. Previously, in the countryside of Gyeonggi, Jia Fei was far away, and the demon pills in the sea of consciousness were planted with a strange heart-binding golden thread, which could change according to its size.
, the Cat Demon Demon Pill is always prohibited.
Fortunately, Cheng Yu could still sense at this time that Liu Hedong's dragon soul was still in the jade gourd around his waist, enjoying the general's drunkenness that nourished his soul, completely ignorant of the outside world.
As for the fact that he had restored his original appearance on his own, it must have been caused by the little golden monk opposite him.
At the moment, Cheng Yu can't release the black dragon soul, otherwise he might be killed by the opponent.
The little golden monk waited for Liu Hedong to regain his original appearance, then stood behind him, his golden lips moving slightly.
Cheng Yu frowned slightly, and when he saw Liu Hedong's true appearance, dressed in black, began to flash with golden edges, he immediately stopped being vague, reached out and grabbed the guardian's sword hanging above his head, and turned his body slightly to the right.
, bypassing Liu Hedong's true form, and threw a fierce sword energy towards the golden little monk opposite.
"Whoa!"
The invisible sword energy broke through the air in front of him, turned into something tangible, and slashed straight at the little golden monk.
"whee!"
The little monk laughed playfully, stretched out his little hand, and drew a golden lotus flower from his feet to welcome the sword energy.
"puff!"
With a soft sound, the golden lotus was easily split in half by the sword energy like paper folding, and then turned into countless golden powder flying in the air.
And the sword energy rushed through the golden powder mist. Although it was covered with a faint golden edge, it still had no loss of momentum and struck the young monk head-on.
The little monk said "Hey!" and couldn't help but stop his moving lips. He looked up at the oncoming golden sword energy. He actually closed his eyes and stretched his head towards the incoming sword energy.
"when!"
With a harsh sound, the sword energy cut a mark on the young monk's head, knocking off a lot of the gold powder on the monk's body.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cheng Yu saw that the golden rim on Liu Hedong's true form had dissipated, and immediately sent out a line of soul power to shoot towards him. Sure enough, he saw a thin line on the demon core in his true form.
of gold thread.
He mobilized his soul power and tried to pry between the golden thread and the demon pill, and then he pushed hard, only to hear a "collapse!", and the thin golden thread was broken by him just like that.
Cheng Yu was also a little surprised. When he took action just now, it was just a try. He didn't expect it to be so easy.
Thinking of the golden thread on Jia Fei's demon pill before, both he and the cat demon were helpless to do anything about it.
But it was so relaxed at this time. Could it be that the other party was deliberately testing?
But at this moment, there was no time to think too much. Cheng Yu immediately released a burst of soul power to restore Liu Hedong's true form to a black scabbard. Looking to the opposite side, he saw that the little golden monk was raising his hand on his golden forehead.
Touch it.
I saw a one-inch-long gash on the top of my head that had just been slashed by the sword energy. A stream of golden liquid flowed out of the wound, and the young monk touched it.
"Crack!"
The little monk shook off the golden liquid on his hand, but his face still had a playful smile:
"Hee hee! The donor was so clever that he actually broke the young monk's golden body."
Cheng Yu frowned slightly when he heard this, and immediately held the scabbard of the black dragon sword in his left hand, and grabbed the Bujing sword above his head with his right hand, holding the sword as if he was about to strike again.
Seeing this, the young monk hurriedly took a few steps back, waved his hands and begged with a smile:
"Allow me to calm down my anger, and the young monk will stop making trouble..."
Cheng Yu saw the other person begging for mercy, as if he was a kid, so he looked at the cut above his head and saw that in just one breath, the wound had healed, and there was no sign of any cuts.
sign.
When the young monk saw Cheng Yu stopped, he immediately laughed again and said:
"The young monk is just joking with my husband. Please don't kill me! Oh..."
The little monk stood still and said, then raised his eyes and looked around for a while, then shook his head and said:
"Tsk! Alas! What a pity, what a pity."
As the young monk said this, he clasped his hands together and bowed, and countless gold powder sprinkled from his body.
Seeing the gold powder flying in the air, Cheng Yu suddenly realized that the reason why he could easily break the golden thread binding the Liuhedong Demon Pill was probably because the little golden monk who suddenly appeared in front of him was probably just a person from the tea stall that day.
I just met a clone of that little monk.
As soon as the other party appeared, he thanked himself. It must be that when he first met him, his clone attached himself to his soul by some secret means, and then sneaked into Qixia Ridge.
No wonder the small dog demon just now and the two shady agents from Wujun Palace earlier mentioned the matter of Brahma Sect when they were talking to me. They should have noticed that something was wrong, but they couldn't fully understand it.
See through the inner mysteries.
So bald...
He actually dared to use his soul to sneak into Qixialing.
Cheng Yu temporarily suppressed the tone in his heart and asked the young monk coldly:
"What do you regret about the monk?"
"Hehe! The donor still has the same temper as before. I have never offended you, little monk, so why do you always annoy me like this?"
"I asked you what you regretted just now?"
Cheng Yu didn't answer his question and still repeated the question just now.
"Alas! It's a pity. It's really a pity. I didn't expect that this place has become so decadent that even the national destiny of Kyushu can no longer be maintained... However, the young monk has generally understood the mystery of this place, so I have to thank the donor."
The little golden monk said with a smile.
"So you have known about the existence of this place for a long time, and you have gone to great lengths to sneak in here just for the sake of Kyushu's national destiny..."
While Cheng Yu was speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the sky. The golden sand that was covering the sky just now was gone, and the purple energy that was flying around before was also gone.