There was a muffled sound, and it was difficult to distinguish between illusion and reality. Before Han Sanqian could react, his body suddenly hit the ground unpreparedly.
Immediately afterwards, Han Sanqian's vision went dark and he fainted.
Han Sanqian just smashed a huge hole more than two meters deep into the green ground...
When he woke up again, Han Sanqian had been there for who knows how long. However, the grass on the ground had withered. Looking around, he saw an endless horizon. Under the sunlight, it looked like a golden field.
At this time, the sunlight hanging in the sky was golden and reddish. It was already sunset, but the autumn wind was blowing.
Shaking and touching his head, Han Sanqian felt a splitting headache: "Where is this?"
Climbing out of the pothole, Han Sanqian stretched his muscles and looked around curiously. Is this the bottom of the endless abyss?!
"You're really lucky. I, Han Sanqian, didn't die even after falling from such a high place?" Han Sanqian looked up at the sky with lingering fear, not knowing whether it was a blessing or a curse.
"What is this?" Suddenly, Han Sanqian suddenly discovered that there was a stone tablet standing next to the pothole. It was not big, about twenty centimeters.
There are three big characters written on it in a very strange but elegant font: Heavenly Book Realm.
"Linlong, are you still alive? If you can't die, tell me, what is the Heavenly Book Realm?" Looking at this stone tablet, Han Sanqian frowned slightly.
"Are there any words on it?" Linlong asked weakly.
"have!"
Linlong suddenly felt very strange: "Why can you see things that I can't see?"
"I don't know, could it be the Sky Eye Talisman that Zhen Fuzi gave me?" Han Sanqian said strangely.
Linlong nodded, murmured for a moment, and asked: "Who is this real floater? Just give you a talisman, and it can actually make you see different things? And it can also help us come out of the endless abyss?"
Linlong's words were actually what Han Sanqian was thinking about. The old Taoist priest only gave him a yellow talisman, but it turned out to be so miraculous.
Is he really just a Taoist priest?
At this moment, a loud voice was suddenly heard in the sky, with great joy: "One hundred and seventeen thousand and forty-one days, we finally have a new guest here. Hello, little friend."
"Who?! Who is talking?"
"What a fool, is that you?"
Hearing the sound, Han Sanqian immediately looked around anxiously.
"There is no need to look for it. The sky is me, the earth is me, the air is me, the trees are me, everything is me, I am everything here." The sky laughed loudly.
"Then who are you?" Han Sanqian frowned.
"Me? My name is Tianshu, Bahuang Tianshu."
Han Sanqian was puzzled, but Linlong was suddenly shocked: "What, you are the Book of the Eight Desolations?"
The sky smiled slightly: "Exactly."
When Han Sanqian peered into Linlong at this time, he clearly saw that his face was pale, he was obviously shocked, and even his body was trembling slightly.
"Linlong, what's wrong?" Han Sanqian frowned.
Linlong smiled miserably: "Three thousand, I really don't know whether I should say you were just lucky or bad luck. Do you know what the Eight Desolations Heavenly Book is?"
Han Sanqian shook his head in confusion.
"The Eight Desolate Heavenly Books are said to be a divine object that existed when the Bafang World was born. It records the names of all the true gods in the Bafang World, whether in the past, present, or future, so it is also called the Book of Gods. But unfortunately,
This thing is an unknown thing. According to legend, everyone who has encountered it will eventually die. In addition, it itself is both good and evil, so over the past tens of millions of years, everyone has forgotten about it." Linlong explained.
road.
After hearing these words, Han Sanqian felt a little worried. It seemed that he was lucky or unlucky when he met it.
"Little snake, you have misunderstood me. Those who don't deserve me will naturally die. This is a normal result. How can you say it is ominous? Secondly, in life, good is right and evil is evil, and evil is right.
"What is evil and what is righteous, who can tell the difference clearly?" The voice laughed loudly, not angry at what Linlong said.
"However, when a guest comes, he or she is here. According to my hospitality rules, bring a pot of tea first, okay?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the world around him suddenly distorted. Then, the whole world changed. In the blink of an eye, the whole world suddenly turned into a huge forest.
Before Han Sanqian could adapt, there was a sudden movement around him. All the trees around him twisted their bodies like a pack of wolves, and the branches turned into long hands and rushed towards Han Sanqian crazily.
Han Sanqian did not dare to take it lightly. He held the jade sword in his hand, pointed it at the tree trunk that was rushing up, and jumped directly to slash it!
"brush!"
The tree trunk was immediately cut in half with a sword!
"What?"
But what Han Sanqian didn't expect was that the tree trunk that Han Sanqian had just cut into two sections was suddenly reconnected.
Damn it, these tree trunks can regenerate, and they can regenerate instantly!
There was no time to think too much, the surrounding trees were now as dense as spider webs, and they were attacking Han Sanqian again.
An hour passed. Han Sanqian was panting and exhausted, but the trees around him not only did not lose the slightest bit, not even a leaf lost.
These things are simply inexhaustible.
Just when Han Sanqian was very angry, suddenly, the whole world was distorted again.
He stood in the middle, unable to reflect, staring at the drastic changes in the world.
"brush!!"
"roar!"
Suddenly, there was a sound of water, as if there was a sea in the sky, and then it was turned over and poured down. The water all over the sky suddenly fell from the sky. Among the huge waves, there were even more waves that turned into dragons, roaring towards Han San.
Qian rushed down.
Han Sanqian cursed in his heart, holding his long sword tightly in his hand, aiming at the water dragons and attacking them directly.
But almost as Han Sanqian expected, these water dragons are exactly the same as those trees, and they cannot be removed or cut down.
Despite Han Sanqiankong's cultivation, facing these things that seemed to have extremely weak defense but were actually constantly regenerating, it was really like punching cotton wool, and his whole body felt weak.
Soon, the water in the sky was getting closer and closer to the top of Han Sanqian. When the water dragon was cut off, some water splashes would always burst out, and these splashes had already made Han Sanqian soaked all over, even if he was wearing clothes.
It's like swimming in the water.
"There are fucking trees and water here, and it's really a good pot of tea." Han Sanqian smiled ferociously, feeling so angry that his lungs ached.
"After tea, let's have some beggar's chicken. What do you think?" In the sky, the voice suddenly spoke again.
