At night, when An Cang and Xuan Long saw Bai Ye coming back, they couldn't help but cast doubtful glances.
As for the old patriarch and the villagers, they have already rested. It seems that they have become accustomed to staying out at night, as if the danger at night is just a lip service.
However, the old patriarch was a kind man and gave them a separate courtyard.
"Let's stay here for the time being. This era is very interesting. The reason why the passage did not appear may be that the time has not come yet." Bai Ye said with a smile.
He is not worried. This place is too similar to Zizhulin. The reason why Immortal Ancient was able to go back was because of the war. The attack from the foreign land made everything start to fall apart. Wu Zhong and others wanted people in the next era to know who the enemy was.
Therefore, such a small space was created.
This time and space is probably the same. It may be because its owner wants to convey some information to future generations. Judging from the ruins when he arrived, there may have been a war that led to the destruction of Zulong Village. The opportunity will probably be at a certain time in the future.
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But Bai Ye suddenly thought of a question. If Hunshi is the emperor's bone, doesn't it mean that the war may wait until Hunshi declares himself?
After all, when Emperor Gu is alive, darkness will not come out to act as a demon.
Thinking of this, Bai Ye's expression began to change, full of weirdness, which suddenly gave An Cang and others an ominous premonition.
This was just a guess. He suspected that it was not Emperor Gu who created this time and space, but someone else, possibly even someone from Zulong Village, or someone who came to the village later.
Just like in the Purple Bamboo Forest, endlessness and reincarnation did not appear first.
"Ahem..."
There was a strange sound that made several people frown. The little fairy king's illness was still getting worse, and he could not get rid of it even in this unknown time and space.
This is not good. They don't know how long they will stay in this era. If the little fairy king really dies of illness here, not even the ancient ancestors can save him.
"Do you want to go upstream tomorrow?" asked the fallen blood phoenix.
Bai Ye shook his head, "I'm not going anywhere in the short term. Go to bed early. Just go to the village and do as the Romans do. There's nothing wrong with keeping a low profile."
After saying that, Bai Ye entered the house, like an ordinary person, and soon the sound of calm breathing appeared in the minds of several people. It was very quiet, just like other people in the village, it blended in very naturally.
"Hell, are you immortal, or is he immortal?" Xuanlong glanced at the two of them. He wanted to look around, but that bastard An Cang kept staring at it, and he believed the little fairy king's words.
Even the fallen blood phoenix relaxed his frown and then entered another room. Only one of the three rooms was left for the two of them.
But on the second day, the little fairy king behaved even more weirdly. He brewed a pot of old mountain tea, sat in front of the stone table under the big tree in the yard, and read the ancient books borrowed from the old patriarch with gusto.
, like a quiet scholar, serious and ordinary.
Beside him, An Cang was not leaving even an inch. He was obviously an immortal, but he seemed to be a bitch, barely showing any courtesy, which made Xuan Long lying on the ground feel very uncomfortable.
No wonder people in the world say that as a human being, you should be like a little fairy king.
On the third and fourth days, it continued like this. After reading one book, I changed to another. Day after day, I occasionally chatted with the villagers, told the children some interesting stories about the outside world, and even sometimes went hunting.
The team went into the mountains to hunt.
The other party seems to have really integrated into this time and space, and even into this village. He has forgotten that he comes from the future. Even the white robe on his body has been replaced by linen clothes. He chops wood and boils water every day, chisels stone tools, makes stoves, and other ordinary things.
It can't be any more ordinary.
The most bizarre thing is that the villagers, young and old, can actually chat with that guy.
"Brother Xiaoye, let's go, you won't come back until you die this time!" A villager shouted outside the courtyard early in the morning. He was the leader of the hunting team, named Biaoshan, a rough man who wanted to marry a girl from the next village.
However, the little fairy king did not refuse, picked up a stone spear, carried a stone ax at his waist, and followed out with a smile.
"Is he crazy? Why does he feel like a different person?" Xuanlong looked at
To the other two people in the courtyard.
A man in a bright red robe was lying on a wooden chair basking in the sun. His beautiful and cold face was filled with the words "Keep strangers away, don't step outside the door, don't go out of the small courtyard."
He sat cross-legged under a tree all day long, either rubbing his gun or comprehending something.
"In his twenties, he became the strongest supreme being in history. He used his mortal body to kill immortals. Others tried every possible means to become immortal, but there was no way out. He could enter at any time but never knew how to enter. What the little fairy king did was not
You, a mere fairy, can see through it." An Cang raised his head and glanced at Xuanlong, then closed his eyes again.
"No...what exactly did you find that night?" Xuanlong was too curious, but the fallen blood phoenix ignored him and stepped on him. The little fairy king said to keep a low profile, but the result was good. The two people even
You don't even go out of the door, but you don't even look at it. One of you is not a human being, and the other is like a statue. If you keep going like this, it will be strange to blend in like the little fairy king.
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Two months have passed.
The cold wind coming from the north has made all the villagers in the village, big and small, very busy. Winter is coming, and storing food is the first priority for all villagers.
This wind was not sudden. It blew in the wilderness and swept across the world further away. It was cold and biting. It ignored the physical body and the soul, as if it treated everyone equally. Even immortals couldn't help but tremble.
Bai Ye stood in the small courtyard, looking at the sky, frowning, "Is it the final death before recovery... It seems that winter is coming..."
The three of them were suddenly startled. This was the first time in the past two months that the Little Fairy King had revealed unusual information.
An Cang wanted to ask, but the little fairy king started to cut up the animal meat, preparing to smoke it and store it.
"After death, comes resurrection, right?" The fallen Blood Phoenix pondered. She remembered the scene she saw underground in the Ancestral River. The river bottom where densely packed corpses were buried, the nine colorful streams, the mysterious fairy tree, the re-condensed ancestral matter, these
Everything is like a sign. If someone can rise in this era, their future achievements will probably be amazing.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Or are you waiting for recovery? Taking advantage of the general trend of the world, what are you planning from it?" The fallen blood phoenix whispered in his heart, staring at the back of the young man, and found that he was getting more and more confused.
Impenetrable.
The other party was able to win the favor of the kings at a young age and was regarded as the future heir. The entire Xi clan was handed over to the other party. Such high regard is enough to show how evil this son is.
But she couldn't understand it.
"Ouch!"
Suddenly, an astonishing dragon roar came from outside the sky, shocking all the creatures in the village to look up. It was a majestic young man wearing animal skin clothes, carrying a small mountain of ferocious beasts, with flying hair, directly from
Jumped down from the clouds in the distance.
"My sons, this demon king is back! Come out to greet me quickly!" The young man's voice was so loud that it sounded like the voice of a real dragon. It was transmitted and made chickens and dogs tremble.
In fact, even the opponent's body has grown a lot. After two months of absence, the opponent actually has magic power in his body. Although it is still very weak, the birth of magic power makes the boy seem to be starting to transform like this world!
"Hunshi, you don't go home all day long, but you still come back." Some villagers laughed.
The old patriarch was very direct. He picked up a stone stick in the courtyard and stood it at the entrance of the village. His back was majestic and tall. He would beat the Hunshi who fell down. The stick would not leave his buttocks. It was not a fake beating, but a real beating.
Hunshi was so frightened that he threw down the ferocious beast, hugged his buttocks and ran away in panic. In an instant, he changed from a majestic young man to a miserable one, without any image at all.
"Did you find anything outside?"
At this time, the purple dragon in the courtyard has also returned. It has not changed much, but it is dancing with excitement, excitement, and disbelief. "That kid has the potential to be the child of destiny! The opportunity is incredible. You have no idea about the outside world."
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But when Xuanlong wanted to ask more questions, Zilong shut his mouth, ran to find the Little Fairy King, and communicated excitedly on the other side.
It can be seen that Zilong probably saw something extraordinary, but the reaction of the little fairy king was very dull, and he resumed his life as usual.
Zilong also stayed in the yard and did not go out again.
The cold wind outside continued to blow for several days, until a heavy snow fell from the sky, making the whole world seem to have become silent.
This heavy snowfall was not ordinary. There was an inexplicable qi of annihilation that seemed to be able to annihilate all souls. No living beings in the world could escape, making everyone sleep very soundly for the first time.
This kind of involuntary sleep gives Yuanshen a unique sense of comfort, as if the entire village and heaven and earth have become a mother's womb, pulsing.
The next day, something strange happened. When I woke up, the whole village had not changed much, but some people had changed.
"how come......"
The three of them looked at the Little Fairy King with the stove burning in the living room. There were two eye-catching wisps of white hair on his original black hair, and his face looked as if he had aged for more than ten years.
The eyes of the three of them were full of doubts. They looked at each other and looked at the man sitting in front of the stove. If the heavy snow is a change in nature and the movement of reincarnation, then what kind of state is the little fairy king in?
At this time, there is a very strange flow of time in the other party's body, which resonates with the heaven and earth, and is one with the village. It seems that it is completely integrated with this era, and has a tendency to integrate into this time and space.
On the contrary, the three of them were incompatible with their surroundings, like real outsiders. Even the purple dragon didn't know why, and was sleeping soundly by the stove.
"Did we miss something?" Even An Cang was not calm anymore. He rubbed his eyes. The outside world was completely white and heavy snow continued to fall. The villagers in the whole village slept soundly. They have not woken up yet.
The dragon veins of the village are emitting a faint halo, protecting the entire village.
"Has time changed? Or is it because we have not integrated into this village?"
"The flow of time has not changed, what has changed is the world, and what has changed is me, which gave you the illusion, ahem..."
A wisp of black blood was coughed out, causing strange red hair to appear on the opponent's face. As soon as this state appeared, the opponent's whole person began to exude a disastrous and ominous aura. Just looking at it
Looking at his back, the three of them could not help but feel an inexplicable palpitation in their hearts, but the little fairy king was indifferent and did not even suppress it, but allowed himself to get sick.
"When I die, bury me under the Zu River and choose the ones who swim." Bai Ye said.
"Death? How could you die?" An Cang was shocked.
"Sooner or later, you will die. Without death, there will be no life. The beginning of reincarnation is the cycle of death and life. This process is fast."
The hearts of the three of them were suddenly shocked, and they understood to some extent that in recent days, the Little Fairy King had probably not suppressed him, probably because he wanted to let himself get sick in advance.
"Can't you find any other way to deal with it?" An Cang still found it difficult to accept it. If Nirvana was really destroyed, then even if he went back, he would not have the face to face the kings.
"Yes, burn me with a fire. It's quick and easy, but I haven't reached that level yet. It will take at least the completion of the great reincarnation." Bai Ye sat cross-legged in front of the fire, his whole body was exuding wisps of black mist, and the coldness
The ominous Qi made several people frown, especially Lao Gui.
An Cang is a dark queen merchant, and the fallen blood phoenix is not much better. Only Lao Gui is an orthodox immortal. Fortunately, the black mist emitted by the little immortal king is somewhat different and does not have the element of contagion for the time being.
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Gradually, three years passed, and the heavy snow continued for three years. For the three people in Ancang, these years were just a nap.
But three years seems like thirty years to a person. Three years ago, he was still a tall young man, but today, three years later, he is as skinny as a piece of rotten wood, with all his hair missing.
Bai, his body was cold, and his whole body was filled with decaying energy. He sat cross-legged in front of the fire, without any vitality.
"Is this...really dead?" Xuanlong was stunned. The speed of the little fairy king's death was a bit fast, but it was not unacceptable. According to his deduction, according to the normal time, the other party should not be able to suppress it for a few years.
Everyone in the world only knows about the amazing talent of the little fairy king, but they don't know what path this little pervert is taking. If he is not careful, he will really kill himself.
In fact, many people knew about this kind of thing during the war between the two worlds. The little fairy king was sick, and the illness was not serious, but this little bastard was ridiculously strong even though he was sick.
"Buried?" An Cang looked at the fallen blood phoenix. In the past three years, the village has not changed much. Some people have not endured the long-lasting crisis.
In the winter, many people died, and some people died of illness. The one who changed the most was the one who had learned the true dragon magic and cultivation methods from nowhere. He was still in the village in the first year, and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds. He made amazing progress after that.
He wandered around the outside world and has not returned yet.
The fallen blood phoenix was silent. The little fairy king really died. He did not die of old age, but his whole body was eroded by the disease, and he died of a terminal illness. Even the Tao tree in the opponent's body completely withered after his body and soul died one after another.
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"Bury it. He probably wants to use Zuhe's resurrection to revive himself. If he can succeed, it will definitely shock the past and the present. If he can't survive, then we can wait to die." The fallen blood phoenix whispered.
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What she is most curious about is why the other party takes such a big risk. This is not a child's play. If the judgment is wrong, it will really be lost forever. Even if it is resurrected, will it be the little fairy king who returns? Or is the soul from the soul?
A person reborn in the physical body?
If it were the latter, there would no longer be a Little Fairy King in this world.
Perhaps, this is the reason why the other party is able to achieve what he is today. His courage to risk life and death alone is something that few people in this world can match.
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