Hearing this, Wang Tiezhu froze on the spot. Before he could react, he felt a majestic aura coming from his body.
"Tiantian Mingzun, don't hurt my disciple!"
Then, a dazzling pure light met the black claws of the Devouring Sky Ming Zun.
As soon as the two collided, extremely powerful energy ripples erupted, knocking Wang Tiezhu unconscious, and the entire void began to collapse.
At the moment when the void exit was about to close, Feng Yusuo rushed out with the help of the remaining power of the energy ripples.
After it flew out of the void exit, the space passage connecting Xuanxuan Continent and Xuantian Realm also completely collapsed...
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Xuantian Realm, Beiluoji Prefecture, deep in a dense forest that is rarely visited by people.
A huge space crack emerged from the sky, and then a cracked jade boat flew out of it and crashed directly into the dense forest, startling countless birds.
After the jasper boat flew out, the space crack that appeared out of thin air also dissipated, leaving no trace of breath behind, as if it had never appeared.
at this time.
A young man with a pale face and closed eyes was lying in the jasper boat, with a look of pain on his face, and he still didn't wake up.
The sun and moon change in the sky, and the stars move.
After an unknown amount of time, the man finally opened his eyes quietly.
The moment he woke up, the jasper boat that had been broken into pieces instantly turned into ashes and dissipated in the wind.
The man stood up slowly, resisting the severe headache, and looked at the unfamiliar things around him in confusion.
"Who am I? Where is this?"
Just as he was mumbling to himself, a large number of memories suddenly hit him.
He held his head in his hands, fell to his knees, and cried out in pain.
Along with his painful screams, the confusion on his face gradually faded, and he remembered.
"I am Wang Tiezhu. In the space passage from Xuanxuan Continent to Xuantian Realm, I encountered a sneak attack by Tiantian Mingzun. Master, master!"
Wang Tiezhu hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and prepared to use his spiritual consciousness to enter the Void Heaven Realm to check the situation of Huan Chen Zun.
But after a while.
He opened his eyes dully and looked at his hands in disbelief.
His cultivation...
Gone.
Without cultivation, there is no spiritual consciousness, and it is impossible to enter the virtual heaven realm.
"How is this possible?"
Wang Tiezhu frowned, recalling everything that happened to him in the space passage.
"Is it because I consumed too much spiritual power? Or was it the energy fluctuation caused by Master and Tiantian Mingzun in the end?"
He thought for a while, but still couldn't figure it out. He could only sigh quietly, stand up, and look at his tattered clothes.
"The robe that Sister Nishang gave me is also damaged. Now I have no cultivation at all, and I can't use the storage ring..."
Thinking of this, he raised his hand, only to find that the storage ring on his finger was also missing!
"This... the Green Dragon Spirit-Eating Sword!"
When he saw that the storage ring was missing, he was shocked. His Green Dragon Soul-Eating Sword was still inside!
Thinking of this, Wang Tiezhu hurriedly searched around. Since he had no spiritual consciousness, he could only search bit by bit with his naked eyes.
An hour later.
Finally, the green dragon soul-eating sword and the broken storage ring were found in the grass.
Looking at the items scattered on the floor, Wang Tiezhu shook his head.
It seems that the storage ring was damaged in the space passage, and all the items inside were shattered. Only the Green Dragon Soul-Eating Sword was preserved due to its special material.
Reaching out and taking out the dilapidated Xuyan Heavenly Plate from his arms, Wang Tiezhu looked at it and the Spirit Sword in his other hand. He only had these two magic weapons left, which was very similar to the situation when Huanchen Zun arrived at Xuanxuan Continent.
After burying all the broken storage rings and other fragments of items, Wang Tiezhu wrapped the Green Dragon Soul-Eating Sword several times with the remaining strips of cloth and tied it behind his back.
As for the Xuyan Tianpan, he did not want to hide it, because the current Xuyan Tianpan is completely different from the previous one. No matter how you look at it, it is an old compass.
quite a while.
Wang Tiezhu washed himself next to a stream, cut his long hair into neat short pieces, and modified his originally damaged robe into a powerful outfit that was easy to move around.
Looking at his new self reflected in the water, Wang Tiezhu put his spirit sword on his back and walked towards the south direction indicated by Xuyan Tianpan.
Although he has lost all his cultivation now, his body that has practiced the Three Yang Body Forging Technique is now invulnerable to swords.
The moves of Angry Flame Fist can also be used.
Coupled with the sharp Green Dragon Spirit-Eating Sword, Wang Tiezhu was not in any danger in this strange jungle.
After several days of trekking, he finally saw the first living person since entering Xuantian Realm.
This man is a strong man, wearing a coarse cloth shirt and carrying a bamboo basket on his back. There are many medicinal materials in the bamboo basket. He looks like he should be a medicine farmer.
Wang Tiezhu saw this person from a distance and walked forward quickly.
What surprised him was that the language spoken by this person actually belonged to the same language family as the one in the northern part of Xuanxuan Continent, which allowed him to avoid communication barriers.
"Hunter, why did you end up in Zhoushan alone?"
The uncle who gathered medicine sat on a stone, took a puff of the dry tobacco in his hand, and looked at the young man in front of him through the white smoke.
Although he was wearing a shabby suit, the material and style did not look like ordinary things. It looked more like a luxurious robe that he had modified himself. His skin was fair and he was carrying a long sword behind his back.
It must be a young master from another family who secretly escaped and wandered around the world, right?
Without waiting for Wang Tiezhu's answer, the old herb collector sighed heavily, took off the gourd from his waist, and handed it to him.
"Here, look at you, you haven't had a drink of water for a long time, haven't you?"
Wang Tiezhu was stunned for a moment and touched his cracked lips. He knew in his heart that although his haggard appearance was due to the exhaustion of his spiritual energy, he still accepted the gourd handed over by his uncle.
Watching Wang Tiezhu drinking water, the herbal collector took another puff of cigarette and said to himself.
“You young masters from big families always want to escape from the family and wander around the world, and you all want to become that high-ranking immortal!
But there are so few people in this world who are destined to be immortals, and how many of them can join those immortal sword sects? Let me tell you, wouldn't it be better to just stay at home and live a life of fine clothes and fine food?
Look at us people from poor families, having enough food is a luxury, hey!"
Wang Tiezhu drank water and listened quietly to the herbal collector talking to himself. He was secretly happy. Before he could explain, the uncle had already completed his brainstorming about his life experience.
In this case, he doesn't have to worry about weaving his own story anymore, he can just follow the uncle's words.
