The two of them had a bear's belly empty inside. They finally found a wild sheep outside the mountain. They were killed by Yu Tianhua with one stone. After cleaning up a little, they sat on the ground in front of the bonfire and started a barbecue.
The red blood and violent bear had starry eyes, and after Mo Xiaoran and Yu Tianhua each took a lamb leg, they directly took away the remaining roasted lamb, and stolen it from afar.
"Senior Brother, what is the origin of this Wangtian illusion? After I came in, I felt very strange!"
The little girl asked.
Yu Tianhua swallowed the food in his mouth with a serious expression, "In fact, this is not an illusion, but a long time ago, a powerful man from Wuji Sect used his supreme power to merge the past and present for the sake of the sect's inheritance.
In other words, everything we see here has actually happened.
But if you can get something here, you can also get back to our time when the illusion is closed.
That's a big profit!"
Mo Xiaoran scratched her head, "I haven't heard from my father!"
Yu Tianhua blinked, "How could Master care about such a small thing? Master entered the illusion world back then, and all his enemies were his mortal enemies.
You also know that Master was very arrogant back then.
He didn't have time to look for treasures, but he kept dealing with the pursuit.
In fact, the master was not that strong at the beginning, but his head was flexible and ruthless. Many people in his realm were suffering a lot.
Therefore, the first person who meets the strong will be strong, and the first person who meets the weak will be even stronger will be spread by those who have suffered losses.
Otherwise, about thirty people died, and the culprit was still at large. Do you let those people’s faces be put there?"
It turned out that my father was so glorious back then, and a leisurely expression appeared on the girl's face.
but...
"Senior brother, are we just in the illusion, like a headless fly?"
Yu Tianhua rolled his eyes, "What else can I do?"
Well, discussing this issue with Senior Brother Wu is too brain-burning and it is a bit difficult for him.
Mo Xiaoran was sleeping on the ground by the bonfire, staring at the beating flames in front of her, and fell into deep thought.
This place is extremely weird.
On the surface, it is an illusion located on the back mountain of the sect, but in fact it is an era that has truly existed in the past.
What kind of methods does the senior who can do these things have?
Very careful and terrified.
The golden armored god general and monster just now also existed in this era.
Since there is such a shocking battle, this era is much more dangerous than its own era.
It feels bad to stay overnight in an unknown and dangerous world, when the little girl wakes up from her deep sleep...
She and the Red Blooded Bear returned to the town when they first entered the illusion yesterday.
One man and one bear looked at each other, Yu Tianhua disappeared, and the two newcomers who had just arrived saw a hint of panic and confusion from each other's eyes.
"We won't show up here every time we wake up?"
"Senior brother didn't talk about this situation, but since the illusion has become like this, I think there must be a reason for this."
The little girl's eyes swept over the calm passerby, revealing suspicion, "After all, it's a mortal town, why don't these people react to you?"
Zhuo Xiong shook his head, "Who knows, maybe they are used to seeing me like this."
Mo Xiaoran had an idea and remembered the whereabouts of the fortune teller in the world yesterday. He saw that the fortune teller burned a beautiful woman into white jade with heavenly fire.
It is obvious that the hexagram master can defeat the monster. After thinking about it, the old man should be a powerful figure in this place.
"Let's go to the south gate and find the hexagram master!"
Zhuo Xiong was confused, "What are you doing for him?"
The little girl didn't say it, "Why are you a child? Just keep up with it."
I thought there was no young and beautiful daughter-in-law who would support the venue, so there should be few people in this place!
Unexpectedly, it was too early to come, and the outside of the store was still crowded.
Mo Xiaoran asked a woman nearby, "Dare you ask your aunt, what are you doing here?"
The woman was looking at the white-haired old man inside, but when she heard this, she was a pretty little girl. She smiled kindly and said, "Miss, have you come from other places?"
"Yes! Auntie has such a good eye!"
"Oh, what good eyesight do I have? But the locals in this town know that this old Taoist master is proficient in Qimen Dunjia, the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, the fortune-telling of good and bad fortune, and the marriage proposal, all of which are accurate.
Old woman, I, come here to pay homage to the old gods, and maybe I can get some fairy spirit.
Let the acres of land in my family sell more copper coins.”
The old aunt started talking and talked endlessly. After listening for a long time, the little girl took out a rough idea.
This old hexagram master is a god from the mountain who came down to earth to save the people from water and fire.
"So magical?"
Mo Xiaoran was a little unbeliever and swaggered in and sat on the wooden chair opposite the old Taoist priest, "Everyone said that you are very accurate in fortune-telling. Do you think, what am I here to do today?"
The old man with a beautiful hair and hair had a clear face, his eyes were bright, and he looked elegant and refined. He smiled faintly when he heard this, and felt a bit kind.
The girl in red in front of me didn't know that she was the lady from the family. She was young and ignorant, but she thought she was self-righteous and must show off her skills and keep the scenes.
"Dare you ask the girl's birthday?"
Mo Xiaoran told the truth, then looked at the other party provocatively, with an irresistible sarcasm on his face.
The old man took out an ancient copper coin with green rust.
Ordinary people may not be able to see it. As a practitioner, Mo Xiaoran can still feel some power even if he cannot see the origin of the copper coins.
After her soul was nourished by the Qilin soul, her soul power increased greatly. If it were other cultivators, such as a senior brother who only knew how to touch flowers and twist grass, it would not be felt at all.
The old man silently said something, pinching his fingers with his right hand, calming down and calming.
After a while, my brows frowned slightly, my eyes closed, and my fingers pinched faster and faster.
After a long time, in front of everyone, the old master of white clothes opened his eyes, confidently looked at the little girl in front of him with a smile and gentle smile.
He spoke, his voice was low, mellow and magnetic, but outsiders seemed to have only opened his mouth without sound.
"From my view, little girl, are you here to ruin the situation, right?"
The little girl opened her mouth, and was stunned for a moment when facing such a hypocritical old man.
The old man changed his style and said seriously, "You shouldn't appear here!"
He saw that, he calculated that I was not from this era?
It's so amazing.
At first, Mo Xiaoran thought that the other party was just a liar who made things tricky and scammers to squeeze money. Now it is certain that the other party is a master, a master as high as three floors!
"Please ask the old Taoist priest to solve the problem."
The little girl has a sincere attitude.
The old hexagram teacher twisted his beard and pretended to be deep, "I am familiar with the past and the present, but from you, I only see a vain. The hexagram shows that you should have lived for hundreds of years without illness or disaster in your life, but your face is indescribable.
There are many troubles in it.
When you do things well, you always have all kinds of disasters waiting in front of you.
After disaster, I was a little scared when I saw it."
Mo Xiaoran remembered that the meridians were blocked three years ago and could not practice. Isn’t it what the old Gua Master said? Throughout the journey, practice, practice, practice, and practice...
Isn’t it a laborious life to be endless?
For a moment, the girl was a little confused.
The old man struck while the iron was hot, "You leave this town, head west, and exit Tongguan, your fate will naturally be solved."
Going west to Tongguan?
Mo Xiaoran seemed to have found the direction of his efforts, bowed to the old man, left the store and headed straight to the south gate.
The old Taoist priest looked at the fierce bear who had left with the little girl and then breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought to myself that this bear is fierce and fierce, fierce and violent, but it is pitiful. I can't tell the little girl's aura, and my luck is strange.
It seems that I have been abandoned during this period of time, and my level is a bit regressive.
When you go back tonight, continue practicing and never let down Master’s teachings.
Just then...
A young wife with extremely exaggerated waist and hips walked into the door. She was sexy and enchanting, attracting the fiery eyes of the obsessed men outside the door.
...
The situation of leaving the city today is different from yesterday.
Mo Xiaoran stepped out before her feet, and the scene in front of her began to rotate at high speed, and she kept falling like a person and a bear.
When everything stopped, the little girl and the bear felt a surge in their stomachs and lay on the ground and vomited for a long time.
"What should I do if the guards don't let us go?"
"We can't go back to the capital. The court has used us as refugees and will be slaves when we go back."
"Oh my God, the earth, can you still let people live?"
There were crying and grief everywhere, and there was a scene of escaping.
The ground is dry and cracked, and the fertile fields are withered and yellow not far away. This is a tragic image of the world in the drought.
Mo Xiaoran and the Red Blooded Wind Bear were mixed among the fleeing refugees. A hundred meters away in front of him was a majestic pass.
The flags were hanging down above, and the soldiers in armor stood on the wall, looking at the howling below with expressionless faces, without any sympathy.
The scorching sun is hot, and the hot air inhalation into the lungs can almost burn the lungs.
"Son, my son!"
A woman in ragged clothes was sitting on the ground and hugging a seven or eight-year-old child, with tears rolling down her yellow eyes.
The child's cheeks were deep, thin and black, and his dry skin was wrapped around his forearm.
The woman's hair was messy, covered with loess and weeds, and she hugged the child and cried.
Facing this scene, the refugees around him looked at the city wall standing on the road numbly. They were really unable to comfort the tragedy of women losing their beloved son, and they could only feel a little sympathy in their hearts.
Along the way, many people fell on the way to escape, and some families even lived without a lifetime.
Behind the team, countless corpses fell on the side of the road, so that wild dogs, wolves, fled to escape quickly, and their shriveled belly was looking forward to bloody food.
This is a group of miserable lives called "Daily Responsive" and "Daily Responsive" and "Daily Responsive" and is not happier than birds that have insects eaten.
At least, birds and plump fat worms can eat them, but they can only drink the wind.
Seeing all this, Mo Xiaoran's first reaction was...
Why am I here?
This world is so big, why can't it appear in the treasure house of a large sect?
What the Red Blood Bear was thinking about was why did not the big demon look at me from the vast creatures at a glance and choose me to become its successor?
The little girl is so beautiful that in a short time, several waves of people have peeped with bad eyes, and saliva flows from the corners of her mouth.
If they hadn't been concerned about the big bear that looked very difficult to mess with, they might have rushed over and set up a big pot!
In front is a pass sandwiched among the mountains and ridges, and behind is an endless plain.
Mo Xiaoran thought about it and it seemed that the second step was completed here.