Standing there, Wang Shuo was silent for a long time. Finally, he exhaled and decided to go in.
As he stepped into the black door, after passing through the black door, the sea of stars outside became clearer. In this endless sea of stars, Wang Shuo grabbed the ruler again and put the map in the ruler
spread out.
Following the light spot in the ruler, it flew over.
This flight... lasts for hundreds of years.
During this flight, Wang Shuo passed through countless stars. Seas of stars disappeared before his eyes, and seas of stars reappeared again.
Until one day, it seemed that we had reached the end of the sea of stars, and a white point of light appeared at the top of this lifeless world.
When this light spot appeared, the ruler in his hand once again burst into dazzling light, dragging Wang Shuo and flying over.
With a bang, the space around the light spot was quickly distorted, and he fell into a white light, unable to open his eyes at all.
Even if you open your eyes, all you can see is gray.
I don't know how long this journey took. I just heard a crash and Wang Shuo fell to the ground. He felt severe pain in his body, and his vision gradually recovered.
He knew that this place was the ancient wilderness.
As his gaze fell on the surrounding area, he suddenly discovered that it was a colorful stone altar that had been abandoned for a long time. He was standing on the stone altar, and there was dust everywhere.
The stone altar is surrounded by an empty space, and further away there are dense trees and endless mountains.
"Is this... the ancient prehistoric world?" Wang Shuo froze on the spot, feeling the surrounding aura, and felt that the vitality seemed to be no different from the outside world, right?
There is also the law of the great road here, which is almost invisible. At most it is a little stronger than the outside world, but it is not that strong.
But thinking about it carefully, Wang Shuo seems to understand.
Although according to Yao Chi, there are countless saints here, you must know that the world where these saints originally lived has been broken. Why is it broken? Either it was broken by the saints' war, or the world's resources and laws were exhausted, and the reincarnation naturally collapsed.
These saints were blocked by the broken world fragments and could not come out. And these broken world fragments themselves were depleted or were completely changed beyond recognition by the war. How could there be more vitality in the world?
As for Yaochi's talk of a great explosion of vitality, Wang Shuo suspected that the most likely possibility was that the origin of the Chaos Bead was shattered and turned into a temporary burst of vitality, which then gradually dissipated.
Also because the origin of the world was shattered, Wang Shuo could no longer control the Chaos Orb.
"Huh? There's someone here!"
Just as Wang Shuo was thinking, a strong breath of a strong man came from the mountains not far away. A man in the middle stage of quasi-sage flew over, glanced at Wang Shuo, and said: "Early stage of quasi-sage? Hard training.
You are not from here, are you?"
"This is the territory of Saint Qinghong. We have seen the people in the city. They should be from other places, and their aura is very strong. They should be quasi-sages who have not used too many elixirs, spiritual herbs, or merit aids.
, the strength may be good!" Next to the man, a woman flew up again, wearing a beige skirt, glanced at Wang Shuo for a few times, and murmured.
The man also nodded and asked Wang Shuo: "Fellow Taoist, whose subordinate are you? If you are subordinate to another saint, you only need to issue the saint's approval and you will be fine."
"Yes, I, Saint Qinghong, have always been kind and considerate the common people in the world. I will not embarrass you." The woman also said.
As for Wang Shuo, there was no saint approval at all. He had never seen this thing before, so he kept silent.
At this time, the third man with a mustache also flew in from a distance, frowned and glanced at Wang Shuo, and said in a deep voice: "Who is this man?"
"I don't know." Huang Qun's women and strong men all shook their heads. The remaining mustaches flashed and smiled: "Fellow Taoist, you have come a long way, why don't you come back to Qinghong City with us."
Hearing this, the muscular man and the woman in the yellow skirt were both stunned. Finally, the woman came to the side of the mustache and asked in a low voice: "Aren't we still going..."
"I know! This matter is not trivial. Once it is leaked, it will not be good for us." After all the nonsense, there was a cold light in his eyes: "This person appeared here for no reason. It is perfectly acceptable, not to mention that that thing is very important to us.
, the information must not be leaked, otherwise Saint Qinghong will treat the master badly when he finds out."
"You mean..." The woman's face became a little ugly, and her mustache nodded: "It's okay, just leave this matter to me."
Wang Shuo didn't hear this, and the two were separated by rules. However, Wang Shuo clearly saw from the mustache's face that this man had bad intentions, but he just glanced at the three of them calmly.
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The mustachioed man showed a smile and walked closer: "Fellow Taoist, seeing that you are dusty and an ascetic ascetic, I, Saint Qinghong, like to deal with you as an ascetic ascetic the most. How about this, we will take you to find a place to rest.
How about taking you back to the city tomorrow?"
Seeing the good intentions in his words and the concerned mustache on his face, Wang Shuo smiled half-heartedly and refused: "No need, right? I have other things to do, and I don't necessarily go to your Qinghong City."
Being an unfamiliar place, Wang Shuo did not cause trouble directly, but planned to take some time to leave and figure out the situation here.
But the mustache obviously didn't want him to leave: "What? Do you have something to hide, fellow Taoist? In fact, you don't have to be so guarded. We are all subordinates of Saint Qinghong. I believe fellow Taoist has heard of Saint Qinghong's kindness. We
As his subordinate, how could you do something that is disgraceful to your family?"
"Really?" Wang Shuo remained unmoved, his mustache finally narrowed his eyes, his expression flickered for a moment, and he smiled again: "Fellow Taoist, to be honest, we found a spiritual vein nearby, if I wait together
Go back and tell Saint Qinghong about this matter, and there will definitely be a big reward. However, there is a ferocious beast guarding this spiritual vein. It will be very difficult for the few of us to deal with it. If fellow Taoists can help, I will be rewarded by Saint Qinghong.
Wait for four people each to have one portion."
Seeing that Wang Shuo was unkind, the mustache began to seduce him.
In this ancient world, resources are scarce. Innate spiritual treasures and acquired spiritual treasures are becoming less and less. Even spiritual veins have become scarce. Therefore, even ordinary spiritual veins, given the current situation, are enough to make people jealous.
But even if he told him about the spiritual veins, Wang Shuo still shook his head, turned around and left, flying towards the distant sky.
The mustache's expression finally changed, and he shouted: "Catch him, I suspect he is from Tianmeng, otherwise he wouldn't be so afraid of trouble!"
Saint Tianmeng and Saint Qinghong have a feud. The two families have been fighting for tens of thousands of years and have never stopped. They have fought countless times because of resources. Therefore, once the two parties meet, they will almost never stop fighting.