She helped her put away the river map
Jianchou's gaze met hers, and they both understood what passed in their eyes.
She smiled: "Thank you, ancestor."
The Green Leaf Ancestor did not say anything more, and in a few steps he walked back to the White Crane Emperor.
Several glances from the side were cast over, each with a hint of doubt.
They are Fu Jiansheng, Xie Buchen, Ying Kui, and Yueying.
No one else could hear what the Green Leaf Ancestor said to her, even though it was only a short three or two sentences. But at this time, and with two people of such special identities not wanting others to hear, it really made people think a lot.
Fu Jiansheng was walking with Yueying, but they were not very close.
Ying Kui was closer to Fei Xietian's group, and only turned around occasionally to take a look.
Xie Buchen is different.
He had originally entered with Jianchou, and it was only because the Green Leaf Patriarch glanced at him that he stepped back a few steps. Now he walked up again and said indifferently, "It seems like you two talked about something bad."
Jianchou raised his eyebrows slightly and denied directly: "This time, the strategist Xie Daoyou guessed wrong. What I discussed with the ancestor is not a bad thing, but a very good thing."
After saying that, she turned and looked at him.
There was a hint of teasing in his eyes, and even a hint of murderous intent that was unclear whether it was real or fake.
Xie Buchen didn't ask any more questions.
There are always some truths and some lies between him and Jianchou. Sometimes the truth seems like a lie, and the lies seem like the truth. It is really hard to tell them apart.
So, it’s better not to divide.
Instead, Jianchou suddenly asked him, "Forty-four years have passed. Before Brother Xie ascended to heaven, he still hadn't found out the truth about the Kunwu Zhoutian Star Array? And there's still no trace of the nine-headed bird?"
Xie Buchen shook his head.
He also wanted to know what secrets were hidden behind this, but the mystery was never solved, and he had no clue until he left the Primordial Realm.
There is no lie in this statement.
Jianchou could see that, or rather, Xie Buchen’s answer was within her expectations, so she lowered her eyes, looked thoughtful, and said nothing.
The group walked forward for a long distance and gradually became familiar with the situation underground in this desolate area. Then, led by Emperor Baihe and several other immortals, they flew in the air, walked close to the dry riverbed, and quickened their speed.
Every river was once a winding blood vessel in Pangu's body.
They crisscross in the human body, and now they are also crisscrossing in this desolate and silent underground.
It's like a giant net.
If people could not identify the direction based on their width, I am afraid that even this group of powerful people would get lost here.
The further you go, the wider the road becomes.
After turning a few bends, there is an almost straight road, wide and huge, dark and empty, leading forward.
Jianchou guessed that this had reached Pangu's arm.
At this time, the river channel was finally no longer blank.
In this underground place where there is no sunlight all year round, there grow many exotic flowers and plants with very special shapes but relatively dull colors.
When people fly through the air, you can see them shrinking back in fright.
The Bixi Immortal King, who had been walking along the left wall, found traces of the fight between the monks on the edge.
Some are thick, some are thin.
Some appear as huge deep pits, while others are just ordinary palm prints.
Although more traces have been covered by the grass and trees on the ground, it can be inferred from these alone that someone had fought here.
After seeing this, the Green Leaf Patriarch said, "They must be the saints who entered 60,000 years ago."
Pangu Wasteland drifts in the universe, and no one except the monks will take action here. Besides, the traces in front of us are obvious.
Everyone nodded.
But at this time, the atmosphere inexplicably became somewhat subtle.
The group of saints sixty thousand years ago should not have encountered what they are facing now, so they entered the wilderness for the Pangu inheritance.
But where do we get to
Some people in this group actually attacked their fellow travelers.
There are forty people here today, and each one of them is not simple. How could we know that something might happen
Everyone had their own thoughts in mind, but at this time, no one said it out loud. They just put their minds on alert and were secretly vigilant.
Everyone continued to walk down.
This section passed quickly, and about an hour later, I could actually feel the wind in front of me. Moreover, the light from Chang Ye Jian could not illuminate anything. It was pitch black, as if it had fallen into the void.
Jianchou's brows immediately frowned.
Everyone stopped for a moment.
Emperor Baihe and others looked at each other, but continued to move forward.
The range illuminated by the long night suddenly became wider, so the dark and unlit existence in front also became clear.
It turned out to be a huge hole like a tiankeng!
The originally sharp cut had already shown some signs of weathering due to years of erosion by the cosmic star streams, but the people present were all powerful men who had experienced many battles. How could they not see that the cut was caused by a collision from the outside? It had been cut here, so it might be longer and bigger when viewed from the outside!
The wind they felt just now was blowing from this cave.
But when he looked up and outside, there was nothing there, just a pitch-black void without a single star in sight.
"Is this a wound?"
"It hasn't healed yet. It seems to have been left behind during the Long Night War, and not long before the Great Lord's death..."
"The power of the gods is truly terrifying."
Several saints couldn't help but sigh, imagining what a terrifying existence it must be to leave scars on Pangu's body. They couldn't help but shudder for a moment.
What’s even more terrifying is that this is just the beginning.
The further you go, the more scars you will find. Some of them have even split into deep abysses, with only their bottoms connected. One can't help but wonder if Pangu's arm was almost chopped off!
The Great White Crane's expression gradually became solemn. After crossing the abyss, he turned around and finally said, "The Great Venerable Pangu led the human race to migrate to the past. He had the power to create the sky. The ones who could have caused such scars on his body must be those ancient gods. It's a pity that during that long night in ancient times, our ancestors had to work hard and could not even survive. There are too few records left, so it is difficult for us to infer what happened at that time."
"Didn't they say that in this battle, only when all the gods are destroyed will the long night end?"
It was Yueying who answered the call.
He also came over and turned to look into the abyss. His slightly lowered eyes, with a look of sadness that was hardly noticeable to others.
"Those gods, though born in the universe, were afraid of the growth of our human race, and were even more afraid that our human cultivators would master the rules of the universe, so they declared war on the human race. The most sinister one among them was one of the gods, named 'Mu Si'. At first, he was on good terms with the ancient ancestors, and always said that the two races should not go to war. But in the end, he pretended to come to negotiate peace, tricked our defenses, and caused the deaths of countless innocent ancient ancestors, forcing the Great Venerable to establish reincarnation to protect the survival of our human race. But the Great Venerable himself died of exhaustion..."
They were all saints and had entered this desolate area. They had heard something about the history related to Pangu, but none of them knew as much as Yueying.
Emperor Baihe knew something because he had practiced for the longest time.
But he didn't expect that Yueying also knew it.
This saintly immortal was in seclusion for many years, so he was rarely seen. He was a little curious: "How did Daoist Yueying know about this?"
"I happened to get some ancient books left over from ancient times, so I know a little bit, but that's all. If Your Majesty wants to ask more, I don't know anything."
Yueying seemed humble.
He smiled, raised his hand and clasped it, then stopped talking.
But at this moment, someone nearby seemed to be very dissatisfied with what he said earlier. He laughed indifferently and interrupted: "We only know some details, and we can only see the tip of the iceberg. Who knows, the facts may be completely different from what was said back then?"
This voice was full of sarcasm.
Everyone was startled when they heard the voice, and turned to look. The person they saw was "Ying Hui", who had the lowest cultivation level here and had only been promoted to a Saint Immortal two days ago!
Someone frowned immediately.
Although most of them were not familiar with Yueying, strength was respected in the world of cultivation, so everyone still needed to be a little polite and tactful when speaking.
This snake demon is going a bit too far.
Yueying also looked at him. After meeting his gaze that was not at all shy, her smile faded a lot. She asked, "Does this young friend Ying Kui seem to have something else to say?"
"How can we, the demon race, learn human skills?"
It was a word that stabbed back.
This was a little trick of "saying something with a hidden meaning" that the demon clan didn't want to use, and it also showed their contempt for Yueying.
"Ying Kui" had no intention of restraining himself at all.
"It's just that I find it a bit boring for a demon to stand here and listen to you talk about human affairs."
The faces of the cultivators in Daluo Heaven all changed.
Fei Xietian hadn't changed at all. Although they felt it was a bit strange that Ying Kui, who had never been very prominent in the past, suddenly said this, they were really impatient in their hearts.
After all, hearing "our human race" all the time is really disgusting.
Dai Dai covered her mouth with her pink gauze and laughed, and tried to smooth things over: "Okay, it's useless to care about the gods of the human race and what is born and dies every day. Isn't the key to find the thing that can restore reincarnation? Let's go first."
As she spoke, her soft and boneless body leaned towards "Ying Kui".
She smiled coquettishly: "Young man, how come I didn't know you were so eloquent and likable?"
She was still trying to smooth things over at the beginning, but in the second sentence she directly admitted that what Ying Kui had just said was what she really thought.
The cultivators on Daluotian's side were all glaring with anger.
Jianchou also raised his eyes and glanced at the two of them.
At this time, Daidai had already stuck to Ying Kui's shoulder. Ying Kui frowned, glanced at Jianchou inexplicably, and quickly pushed her away. He said to Daidai with a sullen face, "Respect yourself."
Since, since what
Self-respect
Dai Dai couldn't believe what she heard. Was her ear broken? It would have been fine if Xie Buchen, the Purple Star Saint Lord of Daluo Heaven, had pushed her away.
Snakes are lustful!
Such a stinky snake actually asked her to respect herself? !