In the next few days, the mortal world was extremely lively.
To be more precise, Wanggu City is particularly lively.
I don’t know how many people came here to visit their relatives, Demon Lord, Demon Queen, Hongyuan, Linglong, Huangfei, Long Zhan, Chu Wushuang, Mozi, Yan Ruyu, Chu Lan, too many.
That man walked away for a hundred years and finally came back. ??
Although he is not the deity, he must be watching.
A huge banquet filled the city of Forgotten Ancient City, and the incarnation of the protagonist told the friends a long, long story, mostly about the deity's affairs in the fairy world.
He spoke vividly.
Relatives and friends listened carefully.
He is not Zhao Yun, but he reflects the color of me, which is the dust of the years. Who knows how many hardships Zhao Yun suffered in the fairy world, and it must be a difficult road to walk.
"Why are you still crying?"
In the small garden of Shenming Island, Kuang Yingjie squatted in front of Zhao Yun and looked at it again and again.
I don’t know what sad thing this guy remembered, which made him burst into tears!
When Ling Jue woke up, he had the same expression.
Zhao Yun seemed to be lost in thought and did not speak for a long time.
The two of them realized they were bored and walked away one after another, carrying out a lot of storage bags, all filled with trophies. They fought and looted the historical sites. This is how talented people get rich.
Like the two of them, Mr. Zhao also robbed a lot.
However, he was in no mood to care about this at this time.
It was a rare occasion for him to incarnate and descend to earth. It was as if he had taken poison and was so greedy that he refused to look away.
I don't know when he wiped the tears on his face. It won't take long. The road to ascend to immortality will soon open. By then, the barrier of immortality will be gone, and descending to the upper world will not be so troublesome.
"Why are you crying? I lost my wife?"
Kuang Yingjie asked while counting the spoils.
"Nothing." Zhao Yun smiled and took out the loot again.
It's okay to fight and sweep away! He stole the most treasures.
How about the Immortal King? He's a rich man. Look at these piles of immortal stones, magic weapons, elixirs, and secret scrolls. They're all worth it.
It's worth a lot of money, and it looks like he, a poor guy, has become rich again.
After sorting out the loot, he took out the little magic box.
Ling Jue and Kuang Yingjie both took a look, this thing was extraordinary.
They remembered clearly that Zhao Yun used thunder and lightning to break his mark.
boom!
Zhao Yun has sacrificed to Hun Tianhuo and wrapped the magic box.
The mark on the magic box has been broken, and it is now ownerless.
Once it is refined and imprinted with your own mark, it will be very handy.
This process took him three to five days, and he carved hundreds of marks on the magic box to avoid any accidents. He also carved restrictions to avoid being taken advantage of.
"It's so easy on you." Demon King Huntian cursed secretly.
It doesn't matter, just wait until he unblocks it and grab it again.
Not only did he have to rob him, he also had to give this guy a good beating.
"Open sesame." Zhao Yun shouted.
Just follow his words and the closed magic box opens instantly.
Because he was controlling it, the thing did not swallow people indiscriminately.
That's right, he is already the owner of the magic box.
As for "Open Sesame", it is a formula specially designed by him for the magic box.
After hearing this, the remnant soul of the Sword Master trembled slightly, probably amused.
After hearing this, the devil's face turned dark and translucent, and God, your sister's sesame opened the door.
"Go in and take a look."
Zhao Yun said, turned over and jumped into the magic box.
The demon world is still dark and lightless, with demonic energy flying everywhere.
He believed that he could not change the time and space restrictions within it, and he would not tamper with the universe in the demon world to avoid losing his abilities. It was enough to be able to enter and practice.
When he came out, Ling Jue and Kuang Yingjie were already approaching.
The two of them, one on the left and the other on the right, had been looking at the magic box for a while.
This should be an object inherited from the Demonic Way, and it has its own strange power.
"What is this?" Kuang Yingjie asked.
“You’ll know if you go in and take a look.”
Zhao Yun was quite conscious and kicked this guy in.
Ling Jue was also thrown into the Huntian Demon Realm.
"If you wait for a day, you won't die." Zhao Yun closed the magic box.
We are all talented people, how can we die so easily???
However, this operation of his made two good friends suffer.
After all, they don't have the vision of a sword master, let alone the world of demons.
Without knowing anything, the two of them faced off against their other selves.
The war was quite brutal, and it was difficult to transcend oneself.
When Zhao Yun opened the magic box again, both of them were covered in blood.
One day in the outside world and ten years in the demon world.
It doesn’t matter whether it hurts or not. What a pain!
For quite a while, neither of them spoke. One was sitting under the tree, burying his hair in a daze, while the other was standing on the eaves, looking at the stars meaningfully, still in a state of confusion.
"It feels good." Zhao Yun looked at the two of them with a smile.
"It's very dark." Ling Jue took a deep breath.
"It's very cool." Kuang Yingjie said earnestly.
At this moment, no matter how hard their brains work, they can still see the clues.
Obviously, the flow of time inside and outside is different. They have been fighting in the demon world for ten years, but in the outside world, it seems that only one day has passed. For this reason alone, the dark world can be called a holy land for cultivation. In addition, fighting against another self is even more holy land.
the holy place in.
"You can't sell this thing," Kuang Yingjie said seriously.
"You can't sell it even if you sell your wife." Zhao Yun held the magic box and breathed a sigh of relief, wiping it again and again with his sleeve.
"No wonder you changed so much in the past few days." Ling Jue smiled.
> "You've caught up with all the good things." Kuang Yingjie looked unhappy.
"Don't chirp at me, do you still want to go in and practice?"
"Brother, you are my brother."
"Yeah. Children can be taught."
Zhao Yun opened the magic box again, and the two good friends were thrown in.
Having learned from the past, both of them had some kind of awakening and transformed during the battle.
The two of them entered the Hundian Demon Realm to practice, and Zhao Yun was not idle. He covered himself with a black robe and sneaked out of the small garden. No matter how well he concealed himself, he couldn't stop there were too many people watching him secretly, and even those who left the small garden could not stand it.
In an instant, dozens of marks were engraved on his body.
He pretended not to see it and did whatever he was supposed to do.
On this day, he walked around the island like a dog.
After turning around, he disappeared. Even the person who was following him looked ugly and lost track of him. Even the tracking mark he made disappeared and the other party noticed it.
"As witty as I am."
Here, Zhao Yun has entered the historical site.
Previously, I was only focused on overcoming tribulations and fighting, and had no time to realize the truth.
It was such a holy land for cultivation that he had to study it carefully.
Looking at the time limit of his token, it is already three hundred days. They were all stolen and the time limit can be traded. This must be a loophole in the ancient monument. When there is no time limit, just find someone to rob it.
When it comes to historical sites, he keeps a low profile, so as not to show off the mountains or leak water.
Due to his catastrophe and a great war, many ancient monuments were in ruins.
Even so, it does not hinder the sound of the sky from the avenue.
He saw the owner of the divine island, leading people to check the universe.
In addition, he also saw many acquaintances.
Most of them are enemies, running back and forth in small groups, as if they are looking for something, what are they looking for? Of course they are looking for him. They suffered such a big loss before, so it is strange that they can do better.