Apart from the swarms of cranes in the sky, all that's left are the overhead cultivators passing overhead from time to time.
When promoted to the Immortal Empress, in addition to using the mind to travel, the simplest magical power of Shuchi Mountain and River is also widely used.
Obviously, this little emperor is already a Yanxian.
The two used the small magical power of Shuchi's mountains and rivers to travel across the continent.
To Chunqiu's dismay, he tried his best to fly, but could only barely follow the two of them.
A breath of thousands of miles away, the great rivers and mountains in the Jingchuan Tianyu area can be seen clearly.
Among them, there are no less than a hundred prosperous cities, and even Yanxian exchanges their experiences and techniques here.
Jian Wushuang and Xiao Dijun were walking in the largest celestial city among them, with thousands of top cultivators walking through it, and it was extremely prosperous.
Countless rare treasures are placed randomly on the ground for exchange and trade.
"This thing is hard currency. You can basically buy everything you need." The little emperor rubbed a thumb-sized Black Mountain spar with his palm, and then threw it to Jian Wushuang in a bag, "There is a whole boat of spar in it.
Use it however you like.”
"..."
Although there are many top cultivators in this bustling heavenly city, no one is making any noise. Everyone seems to have a goal when they come here and leave immediately after completing it without saying a word.
Walking among them, even Jian Wushuang, who was used to seeing the most precious treasures, began to be tempted.
There are all kinds of treasures, and some of them are broken treasures that even contain a slight hint of the emperor's luck.
Jian Wushuang also selected some useful kendo books among the terrifying treasures.
Just as the little emperor said, the Black Mountain spar was really hard currency. It was only half a boatload of spar, so he bought four or five unique kendo books.
Regarding kendo, Jian Wushuang hopes to gain insights from every unknown kendo in order to enrich his entire kendo framework.
The little emperor beside him especially likes to buy gadgets that are of little use but are ingenious.
Along the way, there were no less than a hundred gadgets stuffed into the bag.
Jian Wushuang didn't like places where people gathered very much. Just when he was about to explain the situation and leave, he felt a strange feeling in his mind, which made him subconsciously look at the inconspicuous pavement beside him.
Among various remnants of treasure that seemed to have been deserted for endless years, a palm-sized piece of bone armor engraved with intricate and incomprehensible patterns came into his eyes.
Stopping, Jian Wushuang walked step by step to the stall, his eyes wide open!
From his point of view, the incomprehensible and obscure patterns carved on the bone armor seemed to form some kind of pattern or text.
"one……"
"mysterious!"
Jian Wushuang's figure trembled, and he subconsciously reached for the bone armor with his hands.
An extremely old hand suddenly grasped his wrist like an eagle's claw, making it difficult for him to move even an inch further.
"Everything in my stall is only for exchange, not for sale."
A hoarse and deep voice sounded from under the tattered robes. Only half of his face exposed from the hood was covered with black and white stubble, making him look extremely old.
Jian Wushuang, who originally wanted to throw the entire bag to him, was startled and didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Just when Jian Wushuang was stunned, the palm like an eagle's claw suddenly cut open his palm and took out something unknown.
Everything was completed in an instant, and before Jian Wushuang could react, it was all over.
He jerked his palm away, only to find that it was intact, with no scratches at all.
But that real slight pain still reminded Jian Wushuang that everything that happened just now was real.
"What did you just do to me?" Jian Wushuang's voice was low, and his cold eyes showed murderous intent.
"It's just a trivial exchange condition that's harmless to you. Now it's yours." The stall guard hidden under the black robe whispered, and at the same time he put the piece of bone armor in Jian Wushuang's hand.
After noticing that there was nothing strange inside the god's body, Jian Wushuang didn't bother to investigate, and looked at the bone armor in his hand with a frown.
When the little emperor standing aside saw him acting like this, he immediately became interested and squatted down to look at the bone armor together.
The glyphs that were originally vaguely visible from a certain angle actually disappeared when you looked at them carefully.
The characters Xuan and Yizhi, which had become increasingly clear before, were no longer visible at this moment.
But Jian Wushuang had an intuition that this bone armor definitely recorded something from ancient times, and it must be related to that person!
"Where did you get this bone armor?!" Jian Wushuang raised his eyes and asked him.
The stall keeper shook his head, "I don't know either. No one can know his origin. Maybe only when he appears as a last resort, everything will become clear."
The uncoordinated sentences are like foreshadowing or omens, and are difficult to understand.
Just when Jian Wushuang was about to ask, the stall guard spoke again, but this time, it was related to their safety.
"Someone is watching you from the dark, so do it for the best."
When Jian Wushuang heard this, he thought about it and subconsciously looked not far away.
Thousands of monks were coming and going, all of them with eyes that deliberately concealed their auras were looking here at this moment.
"Buzz!"
Nearly a hundred arrows shot through the air, carrying supreme power and flying from all directions.
Jian Wushuang suddenly raised his arms and waved, and a pure barrier enveloped all three of them.
"Zheng, Zheng Zheng!"
Each arrow, which was as thick as an arm, pierced through the barrier, but could not make any further progress.
Looking at the sharp arrow that was less than a finger away from his eyes, the little emperor's expression became extremely gloomy.
Jian Wushuang remained silent, raised a palm and made a move from afar, causing the void to collapse, and a man in black robes was directly carried over by him.
But before everyone could say anything, the captured man in black robes actually directly destroyed his own origin and turned into powder on the spot.
The next moment, the sky above the entire Celestial City cracked directly, and hundreds of black-robed men swept in like an invisible deep sea.
Even Jian Wushuang looked a little ugly.
From the figures that surrounded them from all directions, he sensed the auras of at least fifteen Immortals, as well as countless ancestors who had entered the Immortals.
"Are these all here to seek revenge from you?" Jian Wushuang frowned and looked at the little emperor.
The little emperor's eyes were as heavy as water, "How do these bastards know that I am here!"
Chunqiu touched Jian Wushuang without knowing any trace, and his eyes signaled him to leave quickly.
Jian Wushuang did not make a decision. He did not have the slightest fondness for the little emperor, but he could not say he disliked him.
At first, he stayed in the Liutian Realm out of coercion, but now, the situation seems to have turned for the better.