Looking back, the people sitting opposite him drinking tea had disappeared. There were only three withered white skulls with some damage, one big and two small, taking the place of the original lord of the restricted area and Qingfeng Mingyue.
If it weren't for the fact that there was a teapot with a lot of tea left on the stone table, and it was still steaming a bit, he would have thought it was just a dream.
"Let's go. Don't look any further. There's only one skull left. There will be plenty of time in the future. Aren't you impatient to find your sister Liu Shen?"
A warm and delicate voice came from the skull in the middle. It was the voice of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone. He was urging, awakening Jian Jiu who was distracted.
"Well, okay, let's go now"
Jian Jiu responded in a low voice, feeling a little depressed.
Then I saw him walking forward, waving his sleeves, and preparing to take away the Lord of the Forbidden Zone and Qingfeng Mingyue who were in skull form.
However, in the face of his actions, the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, who had turned into a skull, remained motionless, as steady as a mountain, without any reaction.
"Hey", Jian Jiu patted his head helplessly.
My cultivation level is too low. I didn't expect that I can't even move a skull now, but it's normal when I think about it.
After all, he is an Immortal King-level existence. A drop of blood has the power to crush the heavens, not to mention a skull that is entrusted with a ray of Immortal King's obsession!
But as the saying goes, there are always more methods than difficulties.
Jian Jiu took out the bone fan, pointed at the skull of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, smiled in a wicked way, and said:
"Sir, are you going to do it yourself, or should I dig you out?"
Gan!!!
If the lord of the restricted area appears at this time, you will definitely be able to see his forehead covered with black lines.
"Put away your crooked thoughts," the voice of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone came out from somewhere, with a little helplessness, "It's okay now, pick it up!"
Hearing this, Jian Jiu shook his head with regret, he would not have asked if he had known better.
Thinking like this, he quickly reached out and put away the skull of the Lord of the Forbidden Zone, and then looked at the two remaining skulls next to him with some evil intentions.
In an instant, Jian Jiu quickly took action, poking and prying, and dug out the two skulls, and then put them away without waiting for Qingfeng and Mingyue to react.
"La la la la, comfortable~~"
Sure enough, men will remain children until they die!
After doing all this, there is nothing else to do. The next step is to go to Bahuang to find his sister, Jian Jiu thought, and then turned around and left.
I saw a bright avenue of divine light spreading out from the restricted area, running through the void and straight into the endless distance. The end of this divine light is the eight wastelands of the lower world.
Jian Jiu took one step forward and set foot on this silver heavenly road in the void, returning home like an arrow.
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The lower realm, the wilderness.
There is boundless wilderness here, stretching as far as the eye can see, with towering mountains, rolling hills and mountains.
There are vigorous ancient trees and shade trees everywhere, and countless ancient relics inhabit the deep and quiet place.
Humans are not very dominant in the wilderness. Although there are many ancient countries and there are emperors who dominate the area, they can only rely on huge cities to embellish it, which further shows the mystery of the wilderness.
Approaching an ancient and majestic giant city, the breath of red dust suddenly hits your face.
Looking up, the towering city wall that looks like it is made of metal has flashing runes. Various traces are mottled, including knife marks, ax marks, and the paw prints of giant beasts. At a glance, one can imagine the passionate and majestic past.
years.
The city has a strong smell of fireworks, dense crowds, endless hustle and bustle, and busy traffic. There are various shops on both sides of the road, and the sound of hawking comes and goes from time to time.
In the center of the ancient city, there is a magnificent pure land with shining aura.
It's a pity that the Pure Land has been ruined, and even the smell of gunpowder smoke has not been able to dissipate in time. There are people coming and going here from time to time, some casual cultivators looking for treasures left undiscovered.
Obviously, a great disaster occurred here not long ago, and the earth was stained with divine blood. This must have been a killing in the realm of divine fire.
Although it was nothing in Jianjiu's eyes, to the people of the Eight Wastelands of the Lower Realm, it was already an incredible massacre.
Jianjiu walked silently in this somewhat dilapidated ancient pure land. No one around him seemed to have seen him, as if he did not exist.
This is the result of the Spiritual Invisibility Technique, which can reduce one's aura and even the sense of existence. It can also be regarded as an auxiliary magical power. It is a treasure technique he obtained a long time ago and has accompanied him throughout the fairyland for many years.
Jianjiu looked around and saw collapsed ancient temples, potholed medicine fields, broken walls, broken bricks and tiles, ruins and scorched earth everywhere, and it was a mess.
From time to time, arcs of electricity flashed through the air, hitting those who came, but the remaining power of a mere prince-level presence was wiped out before it reached Jianjiu a few meters away.
well,.
Time is always ruthless, and nothing can resist the tempering of time, no matter how glorious it was and how long its history was.
No matter how glorious the inheritance is, it will eventually decline. Even the Immortal King who oppresses the heavens, and even the true immortal who has been watching for a long time, has fallen under the wheel of time, let alone a small pure land!
!
This ancient pure land called "Butian Pavilion" has experienced ancient catastrophes, many divine disasters, and has oppressed the region for hundreds of thousands of years, but it has finally fallen under the erosion of time.
"Butian Pavilion"
Jian Jiu looked at the ruined land in front of him and couldn't help but let out a long breath.
It seems that it is still early. The Butian Pavilion catastrophe has just ended, so Shi Hao should be no more than ten years old now. It's okay, okay.
Although Jian Jiu is not sure about the specific location of the first ancestral land of the Stone Clan, following the causal connection between him and Liu Shen, he still has a relatively precise direction.
Then he dodged and turned into a ray of sword light, silently flashing into the vast wilderness outside the city and disappearing.
He left as gently as he came. He waved his sleeves and never took away a single cloud.
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The moment Jianjiu stepped into the wilderness, Xiao Doandian also officially completed his journey of training. Well, to be precise, it should be said that he ended his escape journey, crossed the wilderness, and returned safely to the destination of his soul.
——Shicun.
So far, half a year has passed since the battle of Butian Pavilion's destruction.
They say time can heal all pain. Although this is not entirely true, there is some truth in it.
The little one who had been brooding over the destruction of Butian Pavilion had a pure smile on his face again. After all, he was not affected by hatred.
However, calmness does not mean forgetfulness. The hatred that should exist will not disappear with the passage of time, but will become stronger as time brews, hiding deep in the heart until it explodes.