"Sorry, human race, I don't know what kind of creature is hiding in the dark clouds."
Jiarongcao responded to Yang Qingqing's question: "I have never seen it, I just know that it really exists."
Yang Qingqing nodded silently, picked up a small Jiarong fruit at hand, and handed it to Du Yu.
"Xie Qingshi."
Yang Qingqing: "Is it better?"
"Yes, I have adjusted my mentality." Du Yu nodded heavily, and his tone did not sound like he was lying.
In just a few dozen seconds, Du Yu figured out a lot.
If nothing else works, they can return to the Sea Realm and try to communicate with the Sea-Eating Dragon Turtle.
Xiao Fenyang might be able to speak up, eliminate the misunderstanding between the two parties, and ask the Sea-Eating Dragon Turtle to help find the location of Haiyuan.
No matter what happens
Then stay here with Qingshi to practice.
Not to mention being trapped for a year and a half, so what if it's ten or eight years?
Anyway, I have no friends, Qingshi is the closest person to me.
Being with her, whether life or death, or growing old slowly in time, is a good journey of life.
No matter what, she is always by my side.
"Eat." Although Yang Qingqing didn't know what his disciple was thinking, but seeing his serious look, he smiled and nodded.
In the final analysis, Du Yu is just a young man who has just turned 18, has only been awakened for less than a year, and is not from the military.
Facing the realm of mountains and seas that he had never experienced before, and being in such a terrifying prison, it was understandable that he panicked for a moment.
Yang Qingqing put a small fruit into Du Yu's hand, then she picked up another Jiarong fruit and put it into her mouth.
Du Yu looked at Qingshi for 5 or 6 seconds, but he didn't wait until her face became distorted.
Yang Qingqing was extremely smart and anticipated what her disciple was waiting for.
She smiled and glared at Du Yu: "Eat it, it's not an ordinary demon plant fruit."
"Oh." Du Yu responded awkwardly and threw the Jiarong fruit into his mouth.
As the peel was broken open by his tongue and upper teeth, the sweet and sour pulp moistened Du Yu's taste buds.
Astringent.
But the sweetness and sourness are moderate, making it very suitable for human consumption.
Because Du Yu secretly raised a little Golden Crow, he has always been a big eater of demon fruits.
Over the past year, the fruits he has eaten have to be counted in "baskets", and the fruits of the demonic plants are, without exception, not for human beings to enjoy. Wait!
Du Yu suddenly thought of the twin tree fruits.
Among all the demon fruits he ate, only the fruits from the tree of gods were sweet and delicious.
Is it possible that Jiarong grass is specially prepared for the human race?
"Tsk." Du Yu smacked his lips, unable to taste any spiritual energy. Only the earth demon's breath and the fire demon's breath filled his mouth.
What a magical demon plant fruit!
It’s different from those enchanting little fruits that torture people in the outside world~
"Meow?" Huang Yinlin said suspiciously. Ever since she came to the top of the mountain, she had been "turned off".
There is no way, Jiarong grass is too tall.
The tyrant can't see anything, so all his attention is on his master.
After receiving the master's instructions, Huang Yinlin also tried to take a bite of the fruit.
After confirming that it had earth attributes, Huang Yinlin suddenly opened his mouth and pulled out several skewers.
"In this way, we don't need to worry about Thunder?" Yang Qingqing asked softly.
Jiarongcao: "Yes, hundreds of years ago, the human race living here would come to get the fruits regularly."
Du Yu was a little curious: "Are you willing to help those who have gone astray?"
"No, the human race, they are not those who have gone astray." There was a hint of longing in Jiarongcao's words, "They are the master's family and friends."
As soon as these words came out, Du Yu and Yang Qingqing immediately looked at each other.
Yang Qingqing asked: "This is a prison for those who have gone astray and the monster clan, and the environment is so harsh and dangerous.
Why did Mr. Yanjiang imprison his family here?"
Jiarongcao: "The master is protecting his people. The outside world has been engulfed by war. Here, people still have a chance to survive."
Yang Qingqing: "Where are they? Are they still alive now?"
Jiarongcao's tone was heavy, and his voice became more and more vicissitudes of life: "They have lasted for several generations and worked hard to survive.
However, I also forgot how many years ago they never came to pick up the fruit again.
I don’t know if they are safe in their homes and if they have any descendants.”
Yang Qingqing sighed in her heart. Coming from the realm of the sea, she naturally believed that the realm of mountains was also a prison for all things.
This place was indeed a prison, but she never expected that Yanjiang would actually put humans here.
Why?
Because the tree of gods withered and the human race was unable to recover, Yanjiang saw the general trend and wanted to continue the fire of the human race?
Du Yu suddenly said: "The last clansman!"
Yang Qingqing turned to look at Du Yu: "What?"
Du Yu: "The bell spirit of Shanhai was attracted by the song "The Last Tribe"!"
Yang Qingqing raised her eyebrows slightly, recalling the flute melody played by Fu Jianzhou.
Even though she didn't know the name of the track originally, the emotion revealed in the flute sound was obviously that.
Du Yu looked at Yang Qingqing: "I have never understood why Shanhai Zhong exiled us here.
I even guessed that the Mountain and Sea Bell shrouded us because it found us annoying.
Now it seems that Shanhai Zhong wants us to help it find descendants of the Yan family?"
Yang Qingqing hesitated for a moment, twisting the crimson petals with her slender jade fingers: "Since it is the weapon spirit of the Shanhai Bell, it should be able to sense everything in the body?"
Jiarongcao: "The boundary between mountains and seas is independent of the world. The mountains and seas are the gates of heaven, and they are only the gates of heaven."
So, the Shanhai Zhong is just a portal?
The Mountain and Sea Clock is not the world itself, and naturally cannot sense all living things in the world of mountains and seas.
Then it all makes sense!
There was only one thing that Du Yu couldn't understand.
He couldn't help but ask: "Why did Mr. Yanjiang put the people here? Isn't the sea boundary below safer than the mountain boundary?"
Jiarongcao: "Maybe it's because the area is small and the resources are scarce. The master must have his reasons for doing this."
Yang Qingqing: "Where is the home of the descendants of the Yan tribe? We are going to help Shanhai Zhong find the descendants now."
The tall Jiarong grass blades all pointed to the woman's right hand side: "A hundred miles away, at the bottom of the canyon."
Yang Qingqing put her palms on the antlers and turned them gently: "Let's go!"
"Yes!" Du Yu pinched the tyrant with his legs and ran out after Bai Yujing's figure.
Before, the master and the disciple were like headless flies, searching from the sea world to the mountain world, just to leave the mountains and seas of another world.
At this moment, they finally knew the purpose of Shanhai Zhong.
If we can find descendants of the Yan tribe, the mountains and seas can be separated!
However, the Yan family has not come to pick fruits for a long time. Do they really still live in this mountain boundary?
"Take this bunch of fruits and they won't rot within three days." The voice of Jiarongcao came from the sea of red leaves and flowers.
Far ahead, a bunch of fruits rolled up in grass blades appeared on the path that the master and disciple must pass.
Du Yu plucked off the crimson grass leaves.
The long leaves were used as necklaces and tied around Du Yu's neck, and the string of dark red fruits seemed to be turned into pendants.
Until the moment before the two masters and apprentices left the red ocean, the last words came from Jiarongcao: "Calculate the time, the thunder in the mountain world is fierce, and nothing can rival it."
"A hundred miles, very quickly." The strong wind roared in his ears, Du Yu responded loudly, and ran all the way down the mountain.
"Crack!"
A thick thunderbolt struck down!
Winding and twisting, like a long dragon.
The blast shattered countless crimson flowers and grass, and even created a deep crater.
Du Yu's pupils shrank slightly, this thunder and lightning was only a hundred meters away from him!
Jiarongcao once said that this place is the top of the mountains.
Could it be that this place is of special concern to Thunder and is the area with the highest concentration of thunder and lightning?
From the time Du Yu climbed to the top of the mountain to the moment he left, in just ten minutes, three lightning bolts had already struck the surrounding area.
In addition to the misalignment the first time, the second time it passed by the cliff, and the third time, it even exploded directly into the Jiarong grass!
this.
Humans can avoid thunder by taking Jiarong fruit, but Jiarong grass itself does not avoid lightning. It is really unreasonable!
The wild silver lynx fled quickly, and just as Du Yu looked back, countless Jiarong grass rushed into the pit to fill the gap.
Jiarong grass is not afraid of the furious thunder, and stands proudly with its head held high again, even growing taller than before.
The red flowers and red leaves were obviously very soft, but Du Yu read four big words from its posture: Iron and Steel!
As Huang Yinlin ran downwards, Du Yu's vision was finally blocked and he broke into a mountain forest.
At the same time, Zhongwai Military Camp.
Under the gazes of the soldiers, Lin Shiwei rode forward on her horse, carrying Li Mengnan to the edge of the pit, and then turned over and dismounted.
"Third sister, I'll go with you!"
"If an accident occurs, you have to be the liaison officer and continue to record." Lin Shiwei looked up at Li Mengnan, smiled and patted her calf, as if to give her some comfort.
She jumped directly into the pit and strode forward: "It should be fine, don't worry."
Li Mengnan had a complicated look on his face as he watched Lin Shiwei step out of the water and go straight to the ancient clock in the pit.
Until Lin Shiwei came to the clock and looked up at the woodcutter sitting on the top of the clock, she couldn't help but let out a deep breath and quickly collected her emotions.
A wooden pillar appeared quietly, and the tree vines tied Lin Shiwei and sent her 30 meters into the air.
"Our people have already gone to look for the descendants of the Yan family."
Lin Shiwei looked at the woodcutter who lowered his head and said nothing, and continued: "In the world of the sea, there are no descendants of the wild geese.
Qingshi and Du Yu rushed to the mountain boundary and heard the specific location of the Yan Clan's home at Jiarong Cao.
They've already gone looking for it."
The girl pursed her lips and looked at the silent woodcutter: "No matter whether we can find it or not, we have tried our best.
By then, can you open the Heavenly Gate and let them come back?"
Her soft words did not elicit any response.
The woodcutter is like an illusory projection, lifeless.
Lin Shiwei is really brave!
She reached forward with one hand, and her fingers were slightly integrated into the woodcutter's shoulder, facing the weapon spirit head-on!
Lin Shiwei looked serious: "We are willing to help you, and we are also trying to help you.
But if you tell us early, what exactly do you want, and tell us the internal situation of the boundary between mountains and seas.
My master and comrades-in-arms would not have experienced such twists and turns.
We all have people we care about. You think about Yanjiang and the descendants of the Yan family, but I worry about my master and Du Yu
Shanhaizhong, you shouldn’t do this.”
finally!
Lin Shiwei felt a hint of guilt through the outline of the weapon spirit that she touched with her fingertips.
Lin Shiwei said in a deep voice: "Tell me, any information is fine, so that we can help you better, and at least let our people return safely!"
Listening to the girl's words, Shanhai Zhong buried his head deeply.
Lin Shiwei was very dissatisfied!
All living things have temperaments and dispositions, and this is understandable.
But when she met someone like this who "can't beat him even with eight poles", she really wanted to press the Shanhai Bell against the wall and give it a few punches!