"Wow... Immortal..." At this moment, the group of people and horses on the grassland suddenly exclaimed. Each one of them looked extremely nervous and excited. They jumped off their horses and knelt down to Zheng Zinuo three times and nine times.

"Huh? What's going on?" Zheng Zinuo touched his head and frowned. He really couldn't figure out where he was. He was in the jungle just now, and why he suddenly appeared in this prairie now.

Above, he clearly remembered that it was night time, but why did it turn into daytime again? Moreover, there were so many men in strange costumes in front of him, all tightly wrapped, wearing fur hats and fur coats, kneeling down to him.

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Zheng Zinuo thought for a long time and couldn't figure out what was going on. He took a few steps forward and asked, "Brother, what are you doing? Get up quickly? I have something to ask you."

"Gods, gods..." everyone was chanting, but Zheng Zinuo had no idea what they were saying. He suddenly found that his Sun Moon Continent language didn't seem to work here.

In desperation, he took a few steps forward, reached out to help the leader, a man about twenty years old, with a loyal and honest face, and asked: "Brother, can you tell me where this is?"

The man touched his head when he heard this, blinked his eyes, turned around and muttered to the people behind him for a while, and then shook his head at Zheng Zinuo. It was obvious that he must not understand Zheng Zinuo's words.

"Holy crap! This is trouble. Why did I suddenly come to a land of ethnic minorities? Where is this?" Zheng Zinuo looked sad for a moment. He was worried about the sword spirit's injury and was eager to find the beast soul of the monster.

She replenished her energy, but there were no magical beasts anywhere on this prairie.

"Brother, this seems to be a different world. You can try to use psychic skills to communicate with them." The voice of the sword spirit sounded at the right time. Although it was very weak, Zheng Zinuo was suddenly shocked and said with great joy, "Sword Spirit"

Are you okay? My brother was really scared to death."

"Haha..." Ling'er smiled and said, "Ling'er didn't say anything happened to me, I was just very tired. Just now, I almost exhausted all the spiritual power that Ling'er had cultivated over the years in order to save my brother. Now Ling'er has been...

I have returned to my original form. I was about to break through to the realm of the spirit body, haha... Now I have become the early stage of the sword body again."

"Ah?" Zheng Zinuo was shocked when he heard this, and continued to say guiltily, "I'm sorry Ling'er, it was my brother who harmed you."

"Brother is not to blame at all, it's those men in black who are so abominable." Sword Spirit said reasonably, "But don't worry, brother, Ling'er has just lost his cultivation for a few years. The most important thing is to save his brother's life.

It’s important, and Ling’er has experienced the loss and recovery of his cultivation several times, and now that he has experience, it is estimated that he will recover again in less than a year.”

"Oh, that's good." Zheng Zinuo nodded, his anxious heart finally relieved.

The men opposite him, who were bowing and looking full of excitement and worry, saw Zheng Zinuo's uncertain expression, and their hearts almost jumped out of their chests. They nervously glanced at Zheng Zinuo, waiting for his question.

"Ling'er, what place did you just say this is? A different world? Is it a place name?" Zheng Zinuo asked.

"It's not a place name, but another world. Ling'er only made assumptions based on the aura and environment here. My brother can use psychic techniques to ask these residents. Ling'er is really tired and needs to take a good rest and wait for the spirit.

Find your brother when you wake up." Sword Spirit replied and then completely entered into deep meditation.

"Oh, okay." Zheng Zinuo nodded, then reached out and patted the dazed man opposite him. A stream of spiritual power was transmitted into the man's mind, and he used the art of channeling to pass his thoughts through his mind.

The fluctuations are transformed into meanings that the man can understand, and then sent into the man's mind.

Zheng Zinuo asked: "Excuse me, brother, where is this place?"

When the man heard this, he was suddenly overjoyed and danced for a while. Then he suddenly stopped and stared blankly at the people behind him. He touched his head and asked, "What? Didn't you understand the god's question?" He asked

Where am I here?”

"Huh?" Everyone looked at me and you in confusion, and then shook their heads in unison.

Zheng Zinuo smiled bitterly and said again: "Brother, I am talking to you using the medium of psychic transmission. Others can't hear it. You can speak it, and I can feel your words through your mental fluctuations."

meaning."

"Psychic sound transmission, mental fluctuations? I'll tell you that you are a god. If you are a god, please be humbled by me." The man said with great joy. After speaking, he knelt down to Zheng Zinuo again, and everyone behind him knelt down.

On the ground.

"Get up, get up quickly, I'm not a god, my name is Zheng Zinuo, you can just call me Zinuo." Zheng Zinuo smiled bitterly, hurriedly helped the man up and asked, "Brother, tell me quickly where this is?"

I’m so confused.”

"Oh, everyone, get up quickly. Get up. Immortal Zinuo asked us where we are." The man stood up excitedly and translated to everyone. It seemed that it was his highest honor to be able to channel Zheng Zinuo alone.

"Immortal Zinuo, haha..." Zheng Zinuo smiled bitterly to himself. If he was really an immortal, he wouldn't have been almost beaten to death and ended up here inexplicably.

But for the group of mortals in front of them, it was obvious that no matter how I explained, they would not listen. After all, the way he fell from the sky and performed a wind curse and Hunyuan Qigong was too shocking.

"Go back to Immortal Zinuo, we are here in the ancient forest prairie. Immortal Zinuo, what else do you need to know? I know everything I can say," the man replied respectfully.

"The Ancient Forest Prairie?" Zheng Zinuo touched his head, looked around, and searched carefully in his mind. It seemed that he had never heard of the Ancient Forest Prairie on the Sun and Moon Continent.

He asked again: "Brother, just call me Zino without adding the word "god". I want to ask you, what continent or world is this? Have you ever heard of the Sun and Moon Continent or... the Sun Martial Empire?

?”

"Sun-Moon Continent? Sun-Moon Empire? No." The man shook his head in confusion when he heard this, then turned to the others and asked, "Have you ever heard of Sun-Moon Continent and Sun-Moon Empire?"

Everyone shook their heads, all confused.

Zheng Zinuo suddenly felt like he had a headache. He just wanted to yell a few times to vent his resentment, but facing so many strangers, he couldn't get angry. He sent a message again and asked: "Brother, what are you doing?"
Chapter completed!