In the 39th year of the Luoling calendar, a swordsman led a black horse to the royal city of Luoling.
There were many people waiting to enter the city, and all kinds of goods were piled up, making it even more crowded.
Ji Mian adjusted the bamboo hat on his head, found a seat at the end and got in line.
The tall city wall remained as it was when he left, and the three characters "Luoling City" carved on it still vaguely retained the sharp sword intent.
"It's been 39 years in a flash."
A smile appeared on Ji Mian's lips, he patted the black horse's back and followed the team forward.
"Hey, you! Take off your hat!"
The leopard man guarding the city gate rubbed his hands, breathed white air from his mouth and nose, and shouted to Ji Mian.
It is winter now, with temperatures as low as minus ten degrees Celsius, and the howling cold wind is really not easy to endure.
Ji Mian took off his bamboo hat, and there was a burst of whispers around him:
"It's the human race!"
"The human race has also come to line up?"
The Leopard Guard's pupils shrank twice, and after confirming that Ji Mian was indeed a human race, he quickly moved out of the way:
"You can enter the city."
They didn't charge me a fee to enter the city? It seems that a lot of changes have taken place in recent years.
Ji Mian was surprised, put the bamboo hat on his head again, and led the black horse into the city.
"Come and see, one meal of the best meat lasts a whole day!"
"Spiritual wine brewed from spiritual fruit! It's delicious and not expensive! Don't miss it!"
The noisy streets were much busier than Ji Mian remembered.
The crowd was bustling, but almost no one was walking in the middle of the street. So Ji Mian and his horse stood in the middle of the street, looking particularly awkward.
But Ji Mian soon understood the reason.
"Haha, run! Run faster!"
Crack!
The two pigmen were whipped, screamed repeatedly, and worked harder to pull the carriage forward.
In the carriage, people wearing gold silk robes laughed and looked behind them from time to time.
Several people who were also driving animal-drawn vehicles were chasing after him.
"Hey, look how proud he is!"
"It's all these untouchables' fault!"
One of them took the reins, kicked away the goat man in front, took out the rope from his arms and threw it towards the crowd on one side.
A tauren was caught next to the carriage. He knelt down in humiliation, letting the people in the carriage put on the reins, and then struggled to pull the carriage and run.
"What is this doing?"
Ji Mian walked into the crowd and curiously asked the lizard man next to him.
The lizard man looked at Ji Mian's tattered clothes and sighed:
"Well, this is a chase race for nobles. They come and hold it twice a week."
"The human race is a royal race, we can't afford to offend them."
Ji Mian could see the resentment and helplessness in their eyes, and his brows furrowed.
The foundation of Luoling Kingdom seems to be a bit unstable now. What has Zhuo Li done in these years?
The nobles drove away, and Ji Mian walked in the middle of the street without showing off. He blended in with the crowd, and finally, relying on his cultivation in the later stages of foundation building, he quietly entered the palace.
In the empty hall, the majestic man in royal robes suddenly opened his eyes. After carefully feeling the breath of the intruder, a look of surprise appeared on his face.
At this moment, a man carrying a sword appeared in his field of vision.
His face had a rough look of determination, and he was dusty and dusty, but Zhuo Li still recognized the familiar aura on his body.
"Haha, Ji Mian! Long time no see! I knew you wouldn't die so easily."
Zhuo Li walked down from the throne in a hurry.
Ji Mian's dull face also showed a smile, and he opened his hands to welcome him.
After a passionate hug, the two regained their previous feelings.
"You're so good Zhuo Li, you're so red. Being the king these years has been very satisfying!" Ji Mian punched Zhuo Li's chest and said with a smile.
"Come on, come on!"
Zhuo Li pulled Ji Mian and asked him to sit on the throne.
"How does it feel?" Zhuo Li asked.
"I don't feel anything." Ji Mian said.
"It's so hard! This throne is so tight! Being the king almost exhausted me to death!"
"This man can fight anyone of any color. I have over a hundred races in Luoling, and I can't manage them at all! His head is going to be bald!" Zhuo Li said with a bitter look on his face as he inserted his fingers into his hair.
"It's pretty good. After I came back, I saw that the Luoling Kingdom still existed, and I was quite surprised. No matter how I look at it, you are not the material to be the king. How did you do it?"
Ji Mian's eyes scanned Zhuo Li's body with a suspicious expression.
"After all these years, your mouth is still the same."
Zhuo Li was out of breath,
"Thankfully, I still remember some history. Before some city lords rebelled, I immediately started enfeoffing the kingdom. However, although the kingdom was saved, the only thing the King of Luoling can actually control is Luoling City."
"I'm afraid this Luoling City is not stable either."
Ji Mian told everything he saw on the road.
"It doesn't matter, just let them do whatever they want! It's less than a year until I return to this world, and I've almost finished my training in the Classic of Ten Thousand Peoples. Anyway, I'm going to be liberated!"
Zhuo Li took a long breath, a relaxed look appeared on his face.
"This... After we leave, the human race here may have a hard time." Ji Mian frowned.
"Don't worry! I have already found a successor. When the time comes, he will take the evidence I collected and kill these human nobles. I think he will be able to stabilize the situation."
"By the way, where have you been these past years?"
Zhuo Li looked curious. He knew his friend. If he hadn't gained something, he would definitely not come back.
Ji Mian's face suddenly became melancholy, and he slowly recounted his journey to the end of the world.
The incense burned little by little. After more than three hours, Ji Mian stopped talking and took the tea next to him to moisten his throat.
"It's really desperate. Fortunately, we can still go back." Zhuo Li said with emotion.
"The fairy road to the abandoned land is cut off. According to the clues we have so far, the planet we are on is the legendary lost land. After we go back, we still have a lot to do." Ji Mian said seriously.
"The Spiral Secret Witch also came from the Earth Star. According to the inheritance, he has level 5 strength, which is definitely far superior to Foundation Establishment. The Earth Star where we are is indeed worth exploring!" Zhuo Li nodded and affirmed.
"Alas, it's a pity that the other five world talismans were stolen by Carlos and the others from the Western Kingdom." Ji Mian sighed.
Zhuo Li also looked regretful.
Without the world talisman formation, there is no way to return to the present world.
Afterwards, the two repaired themselves in the palace without disturbing others, and secretly left Luoling Royal City.
On Changsheng Mountain, three people were sitting around a table.
"Let it happen, don't force it."
Lu Qing shook his head, took out a book from his arms, and placed it in Ji Mian's hand.
"I met an immortal fate in my later years, and I have no regrets in my life as a Taoist. Looking back now, the only thing I owe is the Taoist disciples. These are the talismans and spells I compiled. The two Taoists can read them at will. I just hope that the Taoists will arrive.
After appearing in this world, I will give my help to Changsheng Guan."
The book is not thick, but it contains Lu Qing’s decades of wisdom and hard work, making it an extremely precious inheritance.
"Don't worry, Taoist Lu, we will definitely hand it over to the contemporary patrons!" Ji Mian and Zhuo Li solemnly promised.
"Then thank you two fellow Taoists!" Lu Qing bowed his hands and poured spiritual tea for Ji Mian and Zhuo Li.
The clouds and mist were flowing, and the three of them drank tea and discussed Taoism, talking and laughing, just like being among the gods.
After staying on Changsheng Mountain for several months, Ji Mian and Zhuo Li set out again.
This time, they came to the entrance of the Mushroom Kingdom.
Only the entrance has collapsed.
Ji Mian controlled the flying sword to cut through the rubble, and the two of them flew underground and came to the underground cave where they had stayed.
The prosperous Mushroom Kingdom of the past has disappeared, and the ground is full of unknown wreckage.
In the ruins of a palace, Ji Mian and Zhuo Li found Xie Changhui.
He was sitting on the bone throne, with only a white skeleton left, and his empty eye sockets looking up.
"He died because he failed to break through the foundation." Ji Mian came to the conclusion after inspecting the skeleton.
Countless tiny scratches are scattered haphazardly on every bone, which is a typical trace left by failure of foundation building and loss of control of mana.
"well……"
Zhuo Li sighed sadly, formed a large golden handprint, made a deep pit on the ground, and then placed Xie Changhui's skeleton in it.
The loess fell and filled the deep pit.
The two bowed silently and left the underground cave.
A few more months passed.
One early morning, Ji Mian, Zhuo Li on the mountain, Carlos and others in the unknown secret room were shaken at the same time, with expressions of ecstasy on their faces.
"Time is up!"
Similar thoughts popped into everyone's mind.
A bit of silver light bloomed from their eyebrows and quickly enveloped their whole bodies.
At this moment, they lost all perception of their bodies and only saw the surrounding scene receding rapidly.
The earth receded behind them, and the dark sea rushed towards them.
Just when everyone didn't know where to fly, a silver light beam reaching the sky broke into everyone's eyes.
The silver light surrounding the seven people flew straight towards the light pillar.
At the last moment when they merged into the light pillar, they saw the small island outside the light pillar and the two figures looking at them from the island.
"That is?"
With doubts, everyone disappeared into the spiritual world.