In the ice and snow, plum blossoms welcome the cold, and the trees are covered with snow. The bright red and plain white contrast with each other, making it especially refreshing.
Some evergreen plants are verdant and green. In the white snow, the flower buds of various colors are delicate and delicate, and the fragrance is waving.
It was a pleasant garden, but Wang Xuan was not in such a good mood. He was stuffed into a pit in the frozen soil and was about to be buried alive?
How could he not struggle? But he was surprised to find that this place was extremely unfriendly to "extraordinary people" and had big problems.
The man and woman who brought Wang Xuan over seemed to be in their mid-twenties, and their clothes were in line with modern aesthetics and did not look like ancient people.
The man has a silver-white hair and a strong face. He is filling up the soil, ice and snow with a shovel, and he really wants to bury Wang Xuan.
The young woman wears a short skirt and shawl, exposing her long legs. She is not afraid of the severe cold. Her waist is slender, and her black hair is smooth and shiny, hanging down to her shoulders.
She has a fair complexion and a delicate face. She is helping to fill the soil while speaking.
"His apathy is a bit serious, and he will probably need to be given medicine soon."
The woman is tall and tall, has an extraordinary appearance, is youthful and beautiful, and the most impressive thing is that she has a pair of golden pupils with flowing golden light, which makes her look slightly enchanting.
Wang Xuan couldn't calm down anymore. Was he going to be force-fed drugs like "Wuda Lang"?
"Two, can we have a talk?" He wanted to change his situation. The words between them were different, and only the spirit could communicate.
Here, there is a "difference" in the extraordinary between heaven and earth, but there is no problem in talking in the spiritual realm.
"You need treatment, and you need to be silent physically and mentally." The woman spoke, her shoulder-length hair swaying, her long snow-white legs swinging, kicking snow into the pit.
"Boy, I'm fine, there's no problem. What is this place? Stop, don't bury it, let's sit down and have a good chat." Wang Xuan couldn't stand it.
However, the young man and woman didn't say anything anymore. They just filled the soil and buried him decisively. Finally, they stepped on the ice and snow to compact it.
When I first came to your land, I was buried under the frozen soil. It was really a strong taste.
Wang Xuan's heart was heavy, and he was lying on his body thinking about this matter, in a state of no solution.
The mythical factors accumulated in his body did not work here. He quietly mobilized the colorful super matter in the world behind the land of destiny, and found... there was something going on!
However, he did not act rashly. He could not clearly see the situation now and did not know the reality of this place. He was going to stay still and observe first.
Two young men and women took out a soul-calling flag. It looked really old. It was very old and had a mottled sense of time. It looked out of place in contrast to the modern-style buildings and fresh gardens.
They inserted it into the frozen soil and shook it gently.
Although this world is "different" from the extraordinary, Wang Xuan's spiritual perception was still able to capture the scene on the ground and "see" the flag.
Prohibited items? He actually had such suspicion.
In a modern villa, a woman wearing a short skirt is shaking an ancient flag without excessive fluctuations. This scene is indescribably different.
"Can this flag still be used? It has been passed down from generation to generation, so it won't be broken, right?" The young woman's pupils were dotted with golden clouds as she walked around the soul-calling flag.
The young man with silver-white hair said: "The ancient flag moved, and there was a faint light. His lost soul has not dispersed yet, but it should be very far away. I don't know if it can be found."
"After testing with the ancestral soul-calling flag, the quality of the souls fished out this time is of good quality." The woman with golden pupils nodded and said, "However, it may not be able to summon the other half of the soul."
"I guess I need to take medicine." The man with short silver hair said.
"Which prescription should be used?" The golden-eyed woman pondered, swaying her long snow-white legs and walking around, and said: "Severe cases require strong medicine."
"Well, for the soul-losing disease, a few of the main ingredients remain unchanged. The flesh of the soles of the void guide's feet is used to increase speed. The brains of millions of years old zombies are transformed into thick liquid, which can promote the transformation of the soul..."
Wang Xuan lost his composure after hearing this. What kind of tiger and wolf medicine is this?!
Rotten and smelly feet, combined with millions of years of brain pus... Which god left this secret recipe? I haven't seen it yet, but I can almost smell it.
Who can bear this?
It was obvious that Wu Tian in the room was not weak in spirit. Naturally, he heard the conversation between the two people in the garden and immediately couldn't bear it anymore and said: "What did you give me to drink?!"
He struggled on the bed, but no matter what, this world was very unfriendly to his behavior. After he was held down by the woman with short-eared hair, he couldn't break away at all.
"Gudong!" He was fed another big mouthful.
The clean-cut woman with short hair said: "You don't have Aphantasia, you just have osteoporosis. Why do you have tattoos on some bones when you are fine? There is something serious."
She added: "You drank the potion. The main ingredients are the toe bones of the Void Guide, the teeth of the Nine Nether Black Crows, the heterogeneous Golden Lotus cultivated from the rotten flesh and bones, a small amount of fermented gray bone marrow, and...
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"Stop talking!" Although "Wu Dalang" had a tough character and a strong will, he couldn't hold it anymore. He struggled hard and wanted to spit out the medicine.
"Da Lang, don't move, there are only the last two bites left." The short-haired woman poured medicine into him again.
Wu Tian struggled fiercely and said: "What grudge do I have against you? Why are you treating me like this? Gudong, vomit, stop feeding me. Can I do it myself?"
"We accidentally caught you two in a net when we were fishing in the sea of time and space, and we are rescuing you now. You are carving random words on the bones, don't you see that the bone marrow is dimmed, and the bones will collapse. Help.
You are also doing us a favor, and I want to trouble you two if I have anything."
In the backyard, Wang Xuan, who was buried under the frozen soil, looked solemn. No matter how you heard it, this place was extremely unusual.
At the same time, he felt awe in his heart. Wu Tian's origin seemed to be more mysterious and shocking than he imagined. Tattoos and engravings on bones? He probably wanted to become a Taoist!
"Drank it." Wu Tian was in a bad mood, but he was finally able to take a breath. However, the next moment he was stunned and lost his voice: "Why... why did you bring another bowl?"
The woman with short ear-length hair, her eyes bright and serious, said: "I see you are a little anxious, so I will bring you a small bowl of soothing soup, drink it and have a good sleep."
"It... what is the ingredient?" In this weird place where there is no reason to explain, Wu Tian really felt that it was hard to explain, and his reaction was a little allergic.
"Its main ingredient is the brain fluid of a million-year-old zombie. The effect is very obvious. You can fall asleep after drinking it," the woman said.
"I...!" This time Wu Dalang struggled desperately and didn't want to drink anymore. He said: "I'm not anxious at all. Just let me lie down quietly for a while. There's no need to drink!"
"You said you're not anxious. The reaction is so big. Take the medicine quickly."
In the end, Wu Dalang's eyes were lifeless, he was still drugged, and his mouth was full of viscous liquid. In the final moment before he fell into coma, he was so desperate that he couldn't vomit it out, and he fell into a "sleep."
In the backyard, there is ice and snow, and the garden is full of flowers and plants, and the fragrance is rippling.
However, Wang Xuan's heart was trembling. He was frightened by Wu Dalang's experience. Would he also be given medicine?
Those main medicines are really nauseating. Of course, as an extraordinary person, you must have a fearless spirit. They are rancid, silky... what does the heavy taste mean?
What he is more worried about is, can this medicine really cure diseases? He is afraid of any sequelae, or that he will be controlled or killed.
Wu Dalang was so powerful that he was knocked unconscious. Will the words on his bones be washed away?
If Wu Tianzhen was really taking the road of imperial transformation, this kind of encounter would seem a bit terrifying!
In the courtyard, a man and a woman burned several pieces of paper. The style had an ancient meaning, not paper money, but more like extraordinary talismans left over from ancient times.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
They turned into flowing light and quickly submerged under the frozen soil, forming a sealed paper space, wrapping Wang Xuan in it, causing his spirit to roar violently, and in conjunction with the ancient flags,
The woman with golden eyes said: "The introduction has begun. Unfortunately, the paper did not form a psychic paper coffin. I feel that it is not as useful as the ancestors said."
"It looks like the effect is not good. Let's prepare a potion. The medicine book says that serious illnesses must be treated with strong medicine." The man with a silver buzzcut said, preparing to mix the medicine.
"You two, don't waste the precious medicine. I think I can heal myself if I take a breather. Give me a little more time." Wang Xuan quickly stopped him. When he thought of those powerful medicines, he really couldn't stand it.
He doesn't want to follow in the footsteps of "Wuda Lang"!
If the situation is not right, he will mobilize the extraordinary factors behind the life soil to fight against them. I don't know how much power he can have here.
The main reason is that this world is so weird that people can't figure out the situation. It seems to be controlling the extraordinary, and it's not yet clear.
"Hey, there is a light on the flag, and the lost soul light seems to be approaching. Let's hold off on giving him medicine and prepare to lead him away." The woman with golden eyes said.
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"Qin Cheng" was a little confused. He flew over one huge seed island after another, and was sent up to the World Mountain by the divine vine that reached the sky. Standing here, he felt his own insignificance. What kind of place is this?
Soon, his soul rang softly, and he sensed something, and said: "The main body is in trouble? Why do I feel anxious?"
He sat here cross-legged, and then the soul left his body, and the Royal Dao Flag appeared. It shrank rapidly, turned into a spot of light, and disappeared into the core mark of the soul.
Wang Xuan's soul, its supernatural perception was activated, and it became more and more obvious to sense the abnormality. Finally, with a whooshing sound, it broke through the thin veil that was gradually becoming visible and sank in.
"Now that the soul has arrived, the ancient flags handed down from our ancestors are still useful and the effect is good." The woman in the courtyard said with a smile, her eyes flowing with golden clouds.
Wang Xuan felt his spiritual eye stinging, but fortunately, the imperial flag inside moved slightly, and he slowly adapted to it.
"Huh?!" He was immediately surprised. Are there any prohibited items here?
He glanced at the ancient flag stuck on the ice and snow, and his soul was sucked into it.
With a whoosh, he was attracted and attached to the flag. He almost counterattacked, trying to activate the imperial flag.
But he sensed Wang Xuan under the frozen soil and instantly learned part of the situation here.
What's so weird about this place? Wang Xuan's new soul also seriously doubts that the worn banner is a very powerful prohibited item.
It was randomly inserted in a modern yard and was out of tune with the environment here.
The ancient flag swayed gently in the wind, and a faint black light circulated, washing Wang Xuan's newly arrived soul, as if he was being purified.
Finally, the black ancient flag glowed, and this part of Wang Xuan's soul flew out and sank directly into the frozen soil, becoming one with his real flesh and blood and his main soul.
Now, Wang Xuan's body and spirit are intact, but he still doesn't relax at all, and his expression is extremely solemn under the frozen soil.
Fortunately, Yu Daoqi followed and lay dormant in his body.
He looked inside and found that the afterglow of the ancient flag's black light remained in his soul. It was not a big problem, so he absorbed it with the Royal Dao Flag.
He was not careless, but became more and more cautious. A prohibited item was inserted into this yard alone. Who knows what this world is like and what may be there.
The frozen soil broke open, and Wang Xuan came out. A man and a woman stepped forward to pull him up and pat the snow and soil off his body.
"Can we talk now? What is this place?" Wang Xuan asked.
"Let's have something to eat first, and let's chat together when he wakes up." The refreshing and neat short-haired woman in the room walked out and came to the garden.
Wang Xuan's face was dull, and he thanked him indifferently. God knows whether there were "tiger and wolf things" in those foods, so he had better wait for "Wuda Lang" to wake up.