In this valley, Su Mengyao told everyone about their plans and next steps.
When Xingchen and others heard this, they all nodded in agreement.
The four saints who were suspected to be reincarnations of the ancient ancestors clasped their fists and apologized. They had previously misunderstood Yi Qian's meaning.
As one of the few survivors, after coming out of the Thunder Temple, they practiced on the Tianwu Continent.
During this period, he accidentally discovered the souls of the four stars, so he set up a formation here and has been guarding it.
Until everyone arrives.
This was the last gain for a group of people in this world. After a brief rest, everyone headed towards the Zhanwu Continent.
Zhanwu Continent has nine land masses, and its area is dozens of times that of Tianwu Continent. They have been searching for Tianwu Continent for ten years.
In Zhanwu Continent, it will take longer.
The group of people divided their work again, divided into nine continents, formulated a century-old plan, and searched for each one.
Zi Chen and Yi Qian are heading towards the ninth continent.
Returning to the Ninth Continent again, Zi Chen also had a lot of emotions in his heart.
Back then, he could be regarded as rising from this place.
He still remembers the One Hundred and Eight Cities, the rankings of those cities back then, and also remembers Shuntian Dao, Fortune-telling, Dongqing, and Shangguanhong.
But it is a pity that many years later, a world-destroying war broke out here, and the structure of Zhanwu Continent changed greatly.
Huping City, where he first emerged, is still there, and this city has become an important symbol of the Ninth Continent.
But unfortunately, things and people have long since changed, and all the powerful people who could be called famous back then have been buried in the Thunder Temple.
Passing by this city from a distance, Yiqian saw the towering statue.
She looked at the statue and was in a daze.
She hadn't seen that face for a long time.
All I saw was the statue, staring at the outside world with a deep gaze and an indifferent expression.
He is taller than the city!
Zi Chen stood next to Yi Qian, looking at the statue, filled with emotions.
After a while, the two continued on their way.
Yiqian's eyes were a little red. A gust of wind blew by, her long eyelashes blinked, and a teardrop slid down the corner of her eye.
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Two years later, in a lost space, Zi Chen once again sensed a familiar atmosphere.
After awakening the sleeping being, a strong murderous intention surged out of the world.
This murderous intention is almost substantial, as if the air has been condensed into cold knives, making people feel like they are locked in thousands of cold knives.
No one else appeared around, but the murderous intent was getting stronger and stronger.
Yiqian's mind swept around and said loudly: "Zhang Haotian, I know it's you! Come out!"
She had to speak loudly, because the thinking of everyone who appeared was temporarily in chaos, and all reactions were ordinary subconscious actions.
The void twisted, and an indifferent figure dressed in black appeared. His eyes were extremely cold, but there was a trace of confusion deep in his eyes.
This confusion gradually disappeared after seeing Yi Qian.
"goddess?"
Immediately afterwards, a surprised and somewhat dry voice sounded.
"Welcome back." Yi Qian looked at Zhang Haotian and said.
"What's going on?" Zhang Haotian's eyes gradually brightened and he asked in confusion.
"We'll talk about it later, let's get out of here first."
Yiqian turned around and walked towards the lost time and space.
Zi Chen turned around, Zhang Haotian's eyes fell on him, and he frowned slightly.
After coming out, Yiqian told what happened.
When Zhang Haotian heard this, a flash of joy flashed in his cold eyes.
After that, the two-person team officially became three people.
The light that originally fell from the Thunder Temple fell most on the Zhanwu Continent.
While Zi Chen found Zhang Haotian, others also made gains one after another.
A loud dragon roar resounded throughout the world, and a blue dragon rose into the sky, its whole body shining with a sacred aura.
This green dragon is not the former Blue Dragon Great Sage, but the wild dragon that followed Zi Chen.
"Groan!"
The loud dragon roar resounded again, and another holy dragon appeared with the light of thunder all over its body.
It's a brontosaurus.
As time passed, the powerful beings who had died in the Thunder Temple appeared one after another.
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Su Mengyao raised her hand and fired out a blast of energy. The void broke through and a sacred aura emerged.
"Which damn thing dares to disturb Lord Buddha's rest!"
A voice full of anger sounded, the void shook, and the terrifying holy power surged.
Sensing this holy power and hearing this familiar voice, Su Mengyao raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said, "Damn monk, it's time to go home!"
"Huh."
A voice came from the surging breath, "It's such a familiar voice. Is this an illusion?"
"Dead monk, come out quickly, this is not an illusion!" Su Mengyao said loudly, looking a little excited.
"Isn't this Su Mengyao's voice? But how could Su Mengyao curse? This
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Which world is it?"
Seeing that the monk was still waiting to come out, Su Mengyao raised her hand and shot out a holy light.
This light is like a chain, entering this void.
Following the screams, the monk was rolled out by the chain of holy light. During this time, the monk was struggling with a bewildered look on his face.
Throwing the monk to the ground, Su Mengyao said: "Monk, it's time to return to your soul."
Seeing the real Su Mengyao, the confusion in the monk's eyes slowly disappeared, and finally his eyes released light again.
"Su Mengyao, it's really you!"
The monk's eyes were filled with light, and the aura of the saint was flowing around his body.
"Welcome back!" Su Mengyao looked at the monk and nodded.
"Am I dead? Why am I still alive? Where am I? Where is Zi Chen? Where is the Demon Ape? Where are the others?" The monk asked several questions in succession.
Su Mengyao answered all the questions for the monk, but she did not say that the skeleton might be Zi Chen. She only said that Zi Chen fell into the abyss and his life and death were unknown.
"Good people don't live long, but disasters last for thousands of years!"
The monk sighed after hearing this and said: "A good person like me is still alive and has not died in the Thunder Temple. What reason does he have to die in this scourge? I believe that he will come out. In this endless world, there is still
There are those arrogant gods waiting for him to cause trouble! How can he die!"
At the end, the monk said categorically: "He will definitely not die! He will definitely come back! If he doesn't come, I will personally find him!"
Mentioning Zi Chen again, Su Mengyao seemed a little sad.
She did not immediately go to meet the others, but continued to search on this continent.
The time originally agreed upon by everyone was a hundred years.
A hundred years later, regardless of whether they are found or not, they will all return to Tianwu Continent to gather at the Wuji Sect.
A hundred years is neither long nor short.
This time is not enough for them to explore the entire continent, but it is also enough time to explore those strange places.
A hundred years later, the group of people left Zhanwu Continent one after another.
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The Skeleton Ancestor and others returned and then left quickly without explaining anything during the process.
This made the disciples in Wuji Sect feel a little uneasy.
They wondered in their minds whether they had angered their ancestor somewhere.
Time passed, and hundreds of years passed in the blink of an eye.
In these hundred years, Tianwu Continent became peaceful again.
The incident of the Wang family forcibly recognizing their ancestor was gradually forgotten.
The current Wang family is still one of the top families in Tianwu Continent.
In fact, according to the current Wang family, they don't need the protection of outsiders at all. They are completely self-sufficient.
After the return of the ancestor a hundred years ago, the Wuji Sect is still mysterious, but this time in addition to being mysterious, it is also powerful.
As we all know, the current Wuji Sect obviously has seven saint-level ancestors.
Therefore, even if the Wuji Sect has a pitifully small number of people, the Wuji Sect can still rank high in the entire Tianwu Continent.
Just one day, in the peaceful Tianwu Continent, fluctuations in holy power were heard again.
This fluctuation is very strong, strong enough to cause changes in the world.
In an instant, all living beings in the entire Tianwu Continent felt the surge of holy power.
"It's in the direction of the Holy Land."
"This is where the Wuji Sect is located."
Soon, there was a force that locked the position of the saint's fluctuation.
At this moment, outside the Wuji Sect, nearly a hundred disciples of the Wuji Sect all came out. They looked up at the sky, dumbfounded, and almost turned to stone.
I saw silhouettes appearing in the sky, and those silhouettes were all exuding the aura of holy power.
Saint.
All are saints!
As long as you can see people with your sight, they are all saints!
At the front of the Wuji Sect disciples stood Zhang Chutian and Wu Xinyu. They were also stunned after seeing so many saints.
"Are those ancestors?"
Looking at the figures descending from the sky, Zhang Chutian's eyes widened. Among them, he saw many familiar figures.
The familiarity does not mean that he has seen it with his own eyes, but that he has seen the portraits of the ancestors recorded in the Wuji Sect.
The next moment, his eyes were fixed on an ancestor in black, and he blinked, looking unbelievable.
It’s the ancestor!
The ancestor of their Zhang family.
Ancestor Zhang Haotian!
His body was shaken as if struck by a motor, and he looked incredible.
"Greetings to the ancestor!"
As everyone descended, the hundreds of people below saluted, and the loud voices resounded throughout the world.
"What are you doing? This is Wuji Sect, how did it become like this?"
A voice sounded, and the monk stood in the sky, looking at the Wuji Sect in surprise.
"The formation has been severely damaged, many iconic buildings have been lost, and there are only so many people left in the sect."
Lu Peng spoke. As a formation master, he knew the current situation of Wuji Sect with just one glance of his spiritual thoughts.
"Isn't it just over five thousand years ago? What happened?" Longhu also looked surprised.
"It's our fault for this matter. We'll talk about it later after we get in."
Wang Xianer said: "Oh, Zhang Haotian, this person's name is Zhang Chutian, and he is now the head of the Wuji Sect."
Zhang Haotian stared at Zhang Chutian when he heard this, and Zhang Chutian looked at Zhang Haotian excitedly and shouted "Ancestor".
Zhang Haotian nodded and said, "It's the blood of my clan."
Even though he was indifferent, there were some fluctuations in his eyes at this moment, and he knew very well where this bloodline came from.
"Let's go in first and then we'll talk."
Su Mengyao said, and then walked in first.
Others followed.
The monk's eyes swept across the whole place and finally landed on the skeleton. He looked at the skeleton up and down and said, "I know everyone else, why don't I recognize you? But Lord Buddha looks familiar to you, a little familiar, so tell Lord Buddha
,Where are you from?"
The monk who spoke was very familiar and put his arm around the skeleton's shoulders.