The Northern Territory is desolate and filled with sand and rocks. Who would have thought that in the ancient times, this place was a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, where the creation of heaven and earth gathered.
A fighting emperor and a road to fighting immortals caused great changes in the world. In this great change, the Northern Territory was the first to bear the brunt.
"It is indeed a famous emperor star in the universe." Meng Chuan couldn't help but sigh as soon as he set foot on it.
The traces of the extreme path here are extremely strong. Quasi-emperors, alternative enlightened persons, and the aura of the great emperor are overwhelming in the eyes of Meng Chuan and ruthless people.
In terms of the number of people who have emerged from the Great Emperor, Beidou Ancient Star should be the most numerous.
It’s hard to say about the age of mythology, but the ancient emperors of ancient times, the great emperors of ancient times, and Beidou are definitely the best in the world.
"All factors add up to create an emperor star." The ruthless man whispered.
Beidou can have such brilliant achievements in ancient history because the road to immortality will be opened here, attracting the ancient emperor Tianzun to enter the restricted area.
And these forbidden areas are actually changing Beidou subtly.
There has never been any place where so much ultimate power is sleeping, which naturally has a great influence on the world.
Of course, this does not include the days when they launched dark turmoil.
In addition, the Five Realms of Beidou are also somewhat special. They were transformed into the body of the first recorded innate chaotic body in the mythical era, and their essence is endless.
Regarding this chaotic body, Meng Chuan had known for a long time that with the current state of the ruthless person, he would naturally find abnormalities when he set foot in the Northern Territory.
"Will he be resurrected?" He felt the ground under his feet carefully and finally asked.
"I didn't really die in the first place. I attacked Gu Tianzun and faked his death to escape." Meng Chuan said calmly:
"Leaving a back-up for future generations to reappear."
When Meng Chuan said this, he laughed, "It would be a pity if there is no innate chaotic body in such a golden world."
"If Ye Fan's imperial path is not embellished with the innate chaotic body, how can he highlight his invincibility?"
"I happen to be a helpful person. Alas, I was even touched."
Ye Fan: Thank you!
The chaotic body here in the Beidou Ancient Star is special. It is not the reversal of chaos the day after tomorrow, nor is it the heir of chaos born from the combination of the lunar body and the solar body.
He is truly an innate chaotic body.
In the original plot, from the age of mythology to Ye Fan and the others entering the Immortal Realm, during such a long period of time, only such an innate chaotic body was born.
Regardless of strength or weakness, as far as origin is concerned, such a chaotic body is the highest level.
The true son of heaven and earth.
"Who is stronger, the chaotic body or the true dragon body?" asked the ruthless man.
Meng Chuan smiled, his smile full of confidence.
"The body of chaos is the son of heaven and earth, and I am above heaven and earth."
"How can the true dragon body I forged be compared to the son of Heaven and Earth?"
The son of heaven and earth is not the protagonist!
While talking, Meng Chuan and Henren had already passed the Jiang family, passed various major religions, and arrived at the Holy City of the Northern Territory.
The Holy City is still very prosperous, and the emergence of the Taoist Realm has not affected this prosperity, and even given a few fires.
"The headquarters of the major forces, the treasure tower and the stone square are still there." Meng Chuan looked at the holy city and said softly.
"Shifang..." The ruthless man read the name again, and the corner of his mouth curled up.
Meng Chuan saw it and asked suspiciously: "Why are you laughing, Emperor? What happened to Shifang?"
Then Meng Chuan seemed to have thought of something, and asked in a cheerful tone: "Could it be that the Great Emperor also lost in Shifang?"
"I'm telling you, it's not a big deal, who hasn't had one slip up? Are you right?"
"I have never been to Shifang before." The ruthless man said seriously: "So, I have never lost in Shifang."
With ruthless people's previous conditions, the resources for cultivation were not enough. How could he have the spare money to gamble on stones in a stone workshop?
"I've never been there, so why did the emperor laugh because of the stone square?" Meng Chuan was confused. Slowly, an idea came to Meng Chuan's mind.
When she mentioned Shifang, she laughed cruelly, but she had never been there, and it had nothing to do with Shifang. There were only two people here, so why was she laughing?
After figuring this out, Meng Chuan's face darkened and he questioned the ruthless man.
"Great Emperor, are you laughing at me?"
"No." The ruthless man's eyes were clear, without any dodge, but Meng Chuan always felt that when she said this, she wanted to laugh again.
"Great Emperor, you don't understand. If I hadn't returned empty-handed back then, maybe I wouldn't be the Emperor of Heaven now."
"Think about it, Great Emperor, if I hit the target every time, I would definitely not be able to hold on at that time, and then I would become addicted to gambling on stones, forget about returning, and waste my cultivation."
Meng Chuan's mouth was chattering without stopping.
"I neglected my cultivation at that time, how could I be where I am now?"
"If you think about it this way, isn't that a good thing?"
"Besides, can the matter of the Emperor of Heaven be called a loss? That is called giving back to the Holy Land Shifang and subsidizing the Holy Land's heritage!"
Then Meng Chuan said a series of words that the ruthless people couldn't understand, such as saying that the Emperor of Heaven was young and poor, but he also wanted to make the Holy Land Shifang prosperous and in a trance, and so on.
The ruthless man didn't know why, but the more he listened to these words, the more he wanted to laugh, and he felt that even the air seemed to be a little happier.
And above, Ji Lianxing was laughing so hard that she couldn't stand upright.
After leaving their mark in the Holy City, Meng Chuan and the ruthless man left, but Meng Chuan's mouth still didn't stop along the way, as if a switch had been turned on by what just happened.
"Great Emperor, I was really high-spirited back then!"
"You don't know, that old feathered fairy stone that is unparalleled in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. By the way, that's the name I gave it. The appearance of that stone is really cool."
"As a result, everything happened to me. Well, guess what?"
"There's nothing in there!"
Along the way, Meng Chuan's mouth never stopped clicking and kept moving.
When Meng Chuan was moving, the ruthless people didn't speak much, but they nodded from time to time, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhagatopa.
Finally, Meng Chuan and the two walked to Yaochi.
Among Beidou, those families with the most Ji Dao imprints are of course these holy land families, whether they are before Dao Li or after Dao Li.
Meng Chuan discerned the status of these Ji Dao marks. Some mark owners were dead, and that was Meng Chuan's target. Some mark owners were still alive, but just sleeping, so Meng Chuan would naturally not take action.
When Meng Chuan walked in front of a pile of small soil bags, Meng Chuan stopped, and a complicated look appeared on his face for a moment.
This is a tomb.
"Someone you know?" Henren turned around and asked. Naturally, she could feel what was under the dirt bag.
"A good friend from a long time ago." Meng Chuan nodded, "I once invited her to join the Taoist world, but she refused."
The cruel man nodded slightly, she knew who it was.
The originally cheerful air suddenly fell silent.
Meng Chuan looked at the small tomb. There was no stele or anything recording the identity of the owner of the tomb.
However, this place can also be regarded as the hinterland of Yaochi, and it has not changed for more than 100,000 years.
Meng Chuan shook his head gently, formed a mark, left it here, took one last look, then turned and left.
"Where are you going next?" He didn't say anything else, he just asked about the itinerary.
"Anything is fine." As soon as Meng Chuan finished speaking, his spiritual sense jumped. Meng Chuan suddenly turned his head and looked towards the Southern Territory of Eastern Wasteland.
At this level, the spiritual sense is beating inexplicably. It must not be untargeted. There must be someone or something related to Meng Chuan.
"where to."
Then Meng Chuan and Henren both disappeared from this place, and when they reappeared, they were already at the foot of a high mountain in the Southern Territory.
There is a small mortal village here. There are still a few smokes rising from the village, reaching high in the sky and dissipating without a trace.
A small river winds around the village. The water in the river is very clear. There are hundreds of fish in the river, and they all seem to be swimming in nothing.
At this time, a little girl was walking out of the village carrying a wooden basin with some clothes in it, jumping up and down, preparing to go to the river to do laundry.
When Meng Chuan saw this man, his body froze for a moment.