It's like a dream, but it's so real that Jian Wushuang can't believe which side is reality.
"It turns out that I really never left..."
Looking at the real scene in front of him, he suddenly realized that when he was talking to the black-robed figure in the cloud, there were not many people around him.
"Could it be the eyes of this jade head that dragged me into that illusion?" Jian Wushuang pondered, stretched out his hand to touch the front, and the crystal cover sank and disappeared.
A warm touch came from the fingertips, and at the same time it conveyed a dead silence without the breath of life.
"I came from Dongdu to Shangyang..."
He whispered softly, just six words, as clear as if they were engraved in his mind.
Who is the black-robed figure in the illusion, and why did he say those words to him?
Could it be Xuan Yi or Lao Zun sent to warn?
Jian Wushuang moved. The more this happened, the closer he felt to the truth.
It’s definitely a good idea to come to Dayan Huan! Everything will be learned here.
He stretched out his hand to retrieve the jade head that had no life breath, and carefully put it into the Boyang bottle, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
In just a few years, he had unknowingly fallen into two bizarre dream realms, which made him even more cautious.
The first time was in Damiten, where I was inexplicably dragged into a strange illusion, and the second time happened just now. Both times were extremely real, as if they were foreshadowing something.
Everything seems to have no connection, but it is like a cage, shrouded in layers.
After doing all this, Jian Wushuang left the Wangu Wushuang Auction House with Di Qing, Zhao Ting, and Wei Liujia. Chun Qiu and Cui Jing stayed behind to inquire about the auction house's profits.
The heavenly realm where the Eternal Wushuang Auction House is located originally had a name called Zhijing, and it belonged to the jurisdiction of a Tianzong that included seven heavenly realms.
This Tianzong is called Immortal Domain. From a broad perspective, although it is not the top force in the entire vast and vast Grand Si Domain, it is still the dominant force.
There was a Fujie Yanxian holding a fly whisk who participated in the heavenly banquet. He later died at the hands of Jian Wushuang and the Little Emperor. He was a noble elder in the immortal realm.
There are even rumors that Zhang Tian, the leader of the Immortal Realm, may have broken through to Dayan Immortal in a few years.
As a result, the power of the Immortal Realm developed in a gentle upward trend, and even had a lot of friction with the Little Emperor's Six Heaven Realm.
After returning to Xiao Gutian in the Liutian Realm from the auction house, Jian Wushuang hurriedly took out the jade head from the Boyang bottle, placed it on the table and examined it, trying to find some clues.
Later, Chen Qing also returned to Xiaogutian, his face was full of joy and he was holding a bulging cloth bag in his hand.
"Brother Jian, look what I brought back for you." He grinned and placed the cloth bag in his hand on the slip of paper in front of Jian Wushuang.
"This is?" Jian Wushuang looked at him.
Chen Qing smiled secretly, then opened the bag, revealing a head with disheveled hair and eyes that had long lost any luster.
Jian Wushuang raised his brows, already recognizing the head in front of him as the guy who had contradicted him at the Wangu Wushuang Auction House.
"Did you kill him?"
"I didn't kill him, it was the little emperor who killed him with his own hands," Chen Qing scratched his head, "The little emperor said he was insulting you by insulting him, so he cut off this boy's head and sent it to Brother Jian to make amends."
Jian Wushuang sighed secretly. He understood that although this boy was domineering, he was not enough to kill him.
But the little emperor took this opportunity to kill him directly and send him here. In fact, he was trying to apologize for the incident not long ago.
This boy died unjustly.
After taking one last look at the dead-eyed head, Jian Wushuang waved his hand and sent it to Chen Qing, "I know, you can find a forest to bury him."
Chen Qing nodded, then turned around and flew out of the hall.
Di Qing then sat down, looked at him and said playfully, "It seems that the little emperor treats you well."
"It's just an ordinary relationship." Jian Wushuang said quietly.
Di Qing didn't say anything more, found a place to throw his head back and fell asleep.
In the battle between Damitian and Changfu, he lost another life. Both his strength and realm dropped a lot, and Di Qing will be in a weak state before he fully recovers.
And he originally had nine true lives, but now he only has seven left.
Although Di Qing didn't show it, Jian Wushuang could still feel his loneliness and disappointment.
Time is passing slowly.
Tens of days later, a messenger suddenly came to the Little Emperor's Heavenly Palace of Dagutian.
The messenger was wearing a green robe, with a fairy character painted on his chest with gold thread, and his posture was quite extraordinary.
When he came to the Heavenly Palace and met the little emperor, his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Your Highness, I, Zhang Chen, the son of the Immortal Realm Tianzong, was invited to the Eternal Wushuang Auction House half a month ago. It has been half a month and I have not returned yet. I wonder if the little emperor, Your Highness, can tell me where Zhang Chen is and how he is.
I will have an explanation with the sect leader when I get back."
Lying lazily on the bed, the little emperor glanced at him sideways, and then waved his hand, "Get out of here, a little son of Tianzong, how do I know where he is."
The green-robed envoy's face was calm, and he cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness must know that, who doesn't know that the Eternal and Unparalleled Auction House was established by His Highness, and Zhang Chen's disappearance in His Highness's jurisdiction must have something to do with it."
Hearing this, the little emperor slowly sat up from the bed, his eyes gradually becoming colder. "Even if the auction house is now planned to be under my jurisdiction, so what? Do you think I will remember the names of some cats and dogs?"
The green-robed envoy's face changed slightly, and a hint of humiliating anger flashed in his eyes, "Your Highness, Zhang Chen is the son of the Immortal Realm Tianzong, not a cat or a dog. Please check it out and let me go back to report."
"Are you threatening me?!"
The little emperor stood up, his body surged with extremely strong energy, and the indescribable pressure caused the green-robed envoy to kneel down in the hall with a plop.
The humiliation in his eyes was even worse, but he didn't dare to show it, "I don't dare. It's just that the sect master loves his son very much. If he doesn't see Zhang Chen again, he may do something."
"Do you want to do something? Are you going to be a dog for Dmitian, or are you going to confront me?"
The little emperor slowly came to him, the sneer in his eyes getting even worse, "Do you think a small Immortal Realm Heavenly Sect can put pressure on me?"
"It's okay to tell you. I killed him with my own hands and his head was chopped off. What can your Immortal Realm Heavenly Sect do to me?"
The green-robed messenger trembled, his face suddenly turned pale, and he raised his head and looked at the little emperor in disbelief.