With the immortal peach tree in front, Ning Chen walked over step by step, there was nothing unusual on his expression, but his clenched white hands showed that Zhiming's heart was far less calm than it seemed on the surface.
For more than ten years, day and night, every day and every night, the bloody smile of the ghost girl when she passed away reverberated in his mind constantly. What he owed her was unforgettable.
Beside the Jade Pond, the peach tree has grown for thousands of years. The spiritual energy of this small world has dried up, and the peach tree has fed back, barely allowing this world to survive to this day.
However, on the top of the peach branches, it was visible to the naked eye, and several places had withered.
Perhaps a hundred years later, the immortal peach tree will also wither completely.
Ning Chen stood under the tree for a long time, his right hand touched the trunk of the peach tree, feeling the life energy in it, and he was inexplicable.
Such an amazing concentration of vitality is really beyond the reach of any great medicine in the world, but to water this tree, it needs the water from the Jade Pond, which is hard to find in the world.
The Jade Lake is dry, where do I go to find the Jade Lake water
Phoenix blood may replace it, but for this tree, his spiritual energy is only a drop in the bucket at best, and will not play any role.
"Have you figured out a way? This world is not far from collapse. This tree will die soon if you stay here. Instead of wasting time here, it is better to find a way to go out and transplant the peach tree to a suitable place for growth." Jiang Li suggested.
Ning Chen was silent, and after a long time, he regained his senses, flipped his palms to congeal the essence, and slammed on the ground in front of him.
But when he heard the rumbling vibration, the earth began to crack, the phoenix shadow manifested, and when he opened his mouth, a huge suction force appeared.
The divine tree was taken away, and in the small world, the heavens and the earth shook violently, showing signs of collapse.
"Walk"
Ning Chen greeted Jiang Li, and then quickly walked out of the small world.
Jiang Li stepped to keep up, a strange look flashed in his eyes, this person finally regained his senses, and began to think of a way to get out
The two returned the same way. Not long after they stepped out of the small world, the world behind them collapsed and fell, completely annihilated in the years.
The two people who walked out of the small world had two paths in front of them, either going back and forth, or continuing to walk the rest of the way.
Jiang Li naturally advocated going back the same way. She had already experienced the danger of the Immortal Palace, and if she went further, she would die.
It's a pity that the decision-making power is no longer in her hands.
Ning Chen chose to move on. The appearance of the Peach God Tree made him more and more determined in his search for immortals. Since the legend is true, the existence of immortals is not necessarily just false.
At least, he has to try to find the origin of the myth, where it came from, such as the water of the Jade Pond, and the sacred tree of the peach.
The body of a mortal cannot wait for nine thousand years. The master has surpassed the peak of the cultivator in the world, and he has barely survived for more than a thousand years. There is only an immortal peach tree, and he can't save the ghost girl.
He needs Jade Pond water, and even more time.
In the world, in the Divine State of the Eastern Region, the void is scrolling, and the female venerable walks out, looking at the Divine Earth who is gradually recovering after the calamity, her expression is inexplicably complicated.
It's hard to imagine what kind of catastrophe it would have been if Hades failed in the battle to send the gods back to the Four Realms.
It's just that the powerhouses in China who saved the world in the past have endured too much karma, and the disasters have continued, which is really embarrassing. In the imperial city of Daxia, Zhiming Hou's Mansion, although the Hou left, the Hou Mansion was preserved. After the war of gods, in the post-Wuhou era, Zhiming supported the entire Daxia on one shoulder, and Zhiming Hou's Mansion has become the spiritual pillar of the entire Daxia. , even if Hou is not there, Hou Fu
status is also unshakable.
Ning Xi would occasionally come back to live for a few days, and then she would go to the southern border again, like the most ordinary woman, quietly staying by her husband's side.
In the north of Daxia, after Kong Yu was enthroned as a marquis, he rarely came back.
The legend of Marquis Wu is still going on, just like the Marquis of Triumph, Marquis of Blood Clothes and others did their best to support and know their fate, the inheritance has never been cut off.
Above the imperial city, the Dragon Gate manifested, the female venerable appeared, glanced at the Marquis of Zhiming Mansion below, and immediately swept away in the northwest direction.
During the Qingming Festival, there was a lot of rain. On the northwest side of the imperial city, in front of Changsun's mausoleum, Legend stood quietly, not far away, accompanied by Xia Chi and Xia Xinyu, came to sweep the tomb.
The drizzle of light rain fell on the body, and it was slightly cool. The legend of Daxia stood quietly in front of the tomb, but it seemed that he didn't realize it, and it took several hours to stand there.
At this moment, not far away, the rays of light converged, and a beautiful shadow walked out. The unparalleled coercion shocked the two present.
Xia Chi's expression flashed a condensed color, just as he was about to block in front, he was stopped by Xia Xinyu reaching out.
"You are the emperor of Daxia now, your life represents not only yourself, don't put yourself in danger easily"
Xia Xinyu reprimanded softly, then turned her eyes to the woman in front, and said, "Miss, what's the matter here?"
"I'm here to meet the legend of Daxia," the lady said calmly.
"Miss, please wait a moment, Uncle Huang won't see anyone now," Xia Xinyu said politely.
"kindness"
The lady nodded and replied.
The light rain in front of the tomb wet the legendary Tsing Yi, Prince Da Xiayan, who pursued the ultimate sword in his life, loves the sword, seeks the sword, and proves the sword, but the heart of the swordsman, has it ever been moved by the red dust
The years have not left any traces on the legendary face, and the young and handsome face remains the same as it was more than 30 years ago.
The red dust is gone, and the only thing left is the only one on the sword, and the years have always left only the name and no mercy.
With the sound of the sword moving, the legend turned around, looked at the woman who was waiting patiently not far away, and said, "Wait a long time, what do you call the girl?"
"Changling, Nvchang," the female venerable replied.
Prince Yan heard the words, a strange color rose in his eyes, the hometown of Western Buddha, the Lady of Changling.
In other words, thirteen years ago, the person who saved the kid was the woman in front of him.
"The lady's grace for saving my junior's life will be remembered in my heart. If there is a request, the lady can speak bluntly," Prince Yan said calmly.
"He has already repaid the kindness from the beginning. I came here for another matter," said the female Chang.
"Oh? Please speak clearly," said Prince Yan.
"Zhongzhou's God of Swords and Butterfly, in order to know the fate of the marquis, and the world's sects, suffered a lot of damage, and now may be targeted by the two people from the shrine and the demon temple, and his life will be in danger at any time." The female Chang looked solemnly.
"What about Ning Chen and others? Why didn't you help?" Prince Yan asked, frowning slightly.
"Three years ago, I was forced into the sea of magic wheels by the various religions in Zhongzhou, and I haven't come out again," the woman sighed.
When Prince Yan heard the words, his previously calm expression instantly cooled down, which was very good.
Just when the legend and the female honor met, the two of them who had been walking for several days in the immortal hall of nothingness gradually had nowhere to go. The deeper they went, the darker they became. , a dark silence.
Suddenly, the Immortal Temple shook violently again, even more violently than when they were in the void before.
In the trembling sound, not far away, three dragon corpses appeared, and in the divine light, the immortal sedan car approached, and the entire void trembled.
"Fairy Corpse Parade"
The first time they saw it with their own eyes, Jiang Li's body trembled fiercely. It turned out that the divine light they encountered in the void before was really the trace of the immortal corpse parade passing by.
"Get out of the way, unstoppable"
Ning Chen reminded him, and quickly made a way out. The scene of the Yin Soldier passing through the road is still vivid in his mind. This immortal corpse parade is a more terrifying existence than the Death God, and it cannot be provoked.
Hearing the former's words, Jiang Li regained his senses, and without thinking about it, he immediately moved away from the road ahead.
The next moment, the dragon corpse opened the way, the sedan chair moved forward, and left in front of the two of them.
Looking at the immortal sedan chair that was heading for nowhere, Ning Chen didn't hesitate, stepped on and quickly followed.
Perhaps, the place where the corpse parade can solve the doubts in his heart.
Seeing the former leave, Jiang Li immediately followed, hurriedly chasing after him.
In front, the three dragon corpses smashed through layers of voids, the faster they walked, the faster they went, and the two of them were gradually pulled apart at the rear, and they were about to be lost again.
"hold on to me"
With a deep shout, Ning Chen transformed into a phoenix shape, and then spread out the sky and the earth with extreme speed, the phoenix spread its wings, and it was fleeting.
The void scrolled, and the immortal corpse entered the parade. Before it could close, Phoenix rushed into it without taking another half step.
The changing world is becoming more and more frequent. The great practitioners of the Immortal Realm have opened up many unknown worlds, but the entrance is unknown and difficult to enter.
In just a few short breaths, they passed through the corpse parade of the world, and brought the two of them to see too many scenes that they had never seen before. Although it was only a moment, it was enough to remember a lifetime.
Just when the last layer of the world disappeared, between heaven and earth, a reflection from many years ago appeared. In the gradually collapsed fairyland, a figure in plain white clothes stood still, looking up at the collapsed void in the sky, silent.
"Fairy!"
Such a clear feeling is beyond doubt, Ning Chen's eyes shrank fiercely, at this moment, there is no more doubt.
Strong, strong, so clear, it even made him feel as if he was facing Hades again, but the silence of the plain white back was so heavy that it was hard to breathe.
In the blink of an eye, when they returned to their senses, the two were already in a strange starry sky.
The beautiful star field, surrounded by countless nebulae, is colorful and fascinating.
Ning Chen's expression condensed, this is, the sky is beyond the sky!
In the star field, a bright star was so dazzling, Jiang Li saw a touch of excitement on his face, it was Ling Xu.
"Now that you have left the Immortal Realm, it's time for you to fulfill your promise." Jiang Li was excited and said.
The phoenix took the shape of a red robe, and when he flipped his hand, a purple medicinal pill appeared and flew toward the former.
"Antidote" Ning Chen calmly said.
Jiang Li took the medicine pill and took it, and immediately drank it lightly, running the power to release the medicine.
The antidote is true, and in the blink of an eye, most of the poisonousness of Hundred Flowers has dissipated, and the remaining residual poison has also disappeared little by little under the action of the medicinal power.
"Miss Jiang, thank you for your company these days, goodbye." Ning Chen glanced at the sedan chair that was getting farther in front of him, without further delay, he quickly chased after him.
"Tell me, your name," Jiang Li asked loudly. "Bai Yujing"