This is a jungle full of birds singing and the fragrance of flowers. The weather looks warm in spring and the flowers are blooming. Everywhere you look is green and attractive fragrance. You feel quite comfortable. There is a rippling lake not far away that feels very Maldivian.
The man woke up from a daze and asked several times where he was. Then he reached out and rubbed his body, looking at himself from top to bottom, with a confused expression on his face.
"Nine heavenly tribulations didn't kill me, and that old guy disappeared into thin air..." The man examined himself thoroughly suspiciously, and finally came to the conclusion that he was a bullshit.
No, I'm full of energy, as if I've just been given a shot of chicken blood.
After being stunned for a long time, he sighed again, and then shouted at the top of his lungs: "Who can tell me where this guy is?"
Xiang Que was confused. He didn't understand what was going on with him. Logically speaking, whether it was Wang Kunlun's sword that stabbed him or the last catastrophe, either one of them could kill him immediately.
There was absolutely no chance of survival, but he really couldn't figure out how he could get away with it now. Apart from his clothes, which were in tatters, his skin was rosy and distinctive, and the tender parts were almost wet.
All the scars caused by the eight heavenly tribulations have also healed.
Xiang Que staggered up and quickly ran to the lake and looked down. He saw a face reflected in the lake. It was still so ordinary and bland. Xiang Que was still Xiang Que, nothing had changed!
"Wow!" Xiang Que held the lake water on his face with both hands, rubbed it vigorously, closed his eyes and shook his head fiercely. When he opened his eyes again, all the scenes in front of him had not changed.
"Not dead, I'm not dead?" Xiang Que was now sure of one thing. He seemed to be lucky.
For some reason, he managed to survive the catastrophe at Xishan Old Tomb!
Xiang Que couldn't help but pulled his neck, raised his head and roared happily, then plunged into the lake, splashed around in the water happily, and enjoyed the rest of his life happily.
He is not dead, Ksitigarbha has disappeared, which means that Xiang Que has completely got rid of the fate that has accompanied him for twenty-five years. From now on, a broad road is placed in front of him, and he can take over his parents in Zhongjing's mansion.
Now that I'm out, I can run around for the completion wholeheartedly, and I can even marry Chen Xia back to Xiang's family in an eight-carriage sedan with lights and festoons.
Everything looked so beautiful, but there was one thing that Xiang Que, who was sitting in the water, had not yet figured out. He came from the Western Mountains, where is this place?
Xiang Quegan was confused by such a philosophical question, and he sat blankly in the lake for a long time without moving.
"Ugh!" Xiang Que stood up quickly. Someone would be nice. He asked where he was and bought a plane ticket or a bus ticket. He hurried back to Tangshan to marry a wife and then pick up his parents. Then he told the world that I, Hu Hansan, was back again.
There could be more than twenty people in this team, but the composition of this team is a bit hard to understand.
There were four people at the front and back of the team, all very young. They were wearing gorgeous robes that looked very good in quality. They had a straight and arrogant look on their faces. They were holding a rattan whip in their hands. Seventeen or eight people were connected in series with a rope in the middle of the team.
Everyone has disheveled hair, shackles on their hands and scars all over their bodies, and their faces don't look good.
The innocent Xiang Que jumped over, looked at it for a few times, and asked: "Filming? On the set?"
"Wow!" The four young men looked sideways at the same time, their eyes falling on Xiang Que, a little surprised.
He said hello to Xiang Que, and then asked: "Brother, may I ask where this is? Where is the nearest city? Also, can you pick up the phone and make a call...I, I'm lost.
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Xiang Que smiled shyly, and the four young men looked at each other. Some of them also laughed: "Picked up someone from the Hedao realm halfway?"
A young man with a cold face suddenly ordered: "Take it down and take it back, just in time to make up the number."
"Pa!" One of them shook the rattan whip in his hand and suddenly whipped Xiang Que. Xiang Que was caught off guard and never expected that the other party would actually move his hand without saying a word. The whip hit his right hand.
A bloody gash suddenly appeared on his chest, followed by a burning pain.
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said angrily: "No, you guys are sick. I'm just asking for directions. If you don't tell me, don't tell me. Why are you so anxious?"
After the man pulled out the whip, he ignored his words at all and just waved his hand away again and whipped it again. Seeing this, Xiang Que stretched out his hand to grab the cane whip, pulled it forward and pushed his knee towards the opponent's stomach.
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"You dare to fight back?" The person who made the move curled his lips in disdain. Suddenly, with a flick of his wrist, the vine whip began to lengthen, and then it wrapped directly around Xiang Que's body.
Xiang Que was startled. He struggled hard to get away from the vine whip, but found that the more he moved, the tighter the whip became, and several marks were left on his body.
"You are just a Taoist, and you have just stepped in. Your realm is unstable. Pinching a person like you is no different from pinching an ant. I advise you to be obedient and honest, otherwise I won't mind killing you on the spot.
"We want you just to make up the numbers. If you have more than one, you won't have too much. If you want to survive, just get out of here and join the team." After the man finished speaking, he whipped his whip and pushed towards Que.
He was sent to the back of the team, then put in shackles and tied up with the people in the team.
Xiang Que didn't respond at all and was immediately stunned because what the other party said was a bit difficult for him to accept.
You are just getting along with the Tao!
Because he was in the excitement of surviving the disaster, Xiang Que never realized that he had successfully merged with the Tao. It was not until the other party clicked on him with those words that he realized that it was indeed the case. But what happened next was even more confusing to Xiang Que.
He found that the four young men in gorgeous robes were all in the realm of Hedao. Even three or four of the dozen or so people tied together were like this, and the remaining ones were in the lowest level of Tongyin.
When did Hedao become so worthless that it became as numerous as dogs?
Previously, Zhu Chungang and Yu Qiuyang merged, causing huge waves in the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui. As far as Xiang Que knows, no one who has access to Yin has successfully merged for at least hundreds of years. Why did it pop up here all of a sudden?
As many as seven?
The team set off again, with Xiang Quehun following behind stiffly, his expression blank and dazed.
The success of Hedao did not bring him any joy, because the conversation next to him made him very confused.
"With one more Hedao, the mining of the mine can be completed ahead of schedule. Let's quickly send the people to the city and then send them to the mine together. The bosses have been a bit urgent recently."
"He's just a Taoist. It would be great if he could catch someone who is in the God-Asking Realm."
"Are you kidding? Just the four of us can get the next person to ask God? It's already pretty good if we can gather these twenty or so people. Just be satisfied."
"Haha, contentment, contentment... It would be even more perfect if I could catch one more on the way back."
As Xiang Que peeled off the cocoon, he gradually analyzed the logic of the other party's words.
At the beginning, both Lao Dao and Master Shishu once said that after joining the Tao, they could not do anything in the world, and they had to leave immediately. It seemed that the Yin and Yang world of Feng Shui could no longer accommodate people who had succeeded in joining the Tao, so they both disappeared.
He and Qi Changqing didn't know where they went.
Judging from the current situation, Xiang Que realized that when he was fighting against Xishan Laofeng, the ninth heavenly tribulation came, and he survived it forcefully, and was successfully sent here in Hedao.
To put it simply, he encountered a ridiculous but reasonable situation.
He or she has traveled through time!
It can't be said to be time travel. He was forced to leave his original world after successfully joining the Tao.
Moreover, in this place, Hedao is not an awesome character, because it seems that there are as many people as dogs in Hedao, and above Hedao there is a realm of asking gods who have seen ghosts.
Ask, ask, ask the damn god!
"I want to go home, I want to marry a wife, and I have to raise a baby..." This is what Xiang Que has been thinking about in his heart. He would rather fall from the realm of Hedao than stay away from him.
He doesn't care at all about his relatives and friends, longevity and top-notch cultivation.
Xiang Que panicked, panicked, what should Chen Xia do, what should he do after all?
The team marched into the evening, and the outline of a city appeared in front of the horizon, looming, and the few young people who followed the road were obviously a little excited.
"Finally I'm home, my mission has been completed, and I will be rewarded a lot when I return in triumph. This trip was not in vain..."
As they approached the city, it was obvious that these people were not so strict with the shackled prisoners. The four of them were chatting and had no time to supervise them.
Xiang Que asked the person in front of him in a low voice and said: "Friend, may I ask, where is this place? Do you know how to get to China? If you don't know China, the United States, Japan, Italy, etc. will also do."
Xiang Que waited for the other party's answer with longing, although he knew that he was very likely to be disappointed.
Sure enough, the person in front frowned and said, "What are you talking nonsense about?"
Xiang Que sighed, and simply stopped worrying about this issue, and asked: "Then you can tell me where this is, right?"
"Baidi City" the man pointed to the city in front: "The best fighting holy city in the world"
Xiang Que was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Then what are we going to do?"
"..." The corner of the other party's mouth twitched a few times, and he said lonely: "Be a miner and do labor, and you will never get out of it for the rest of your life."
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