Chapter 777 Fang Jun, who was treated as a drifting bottle
"Oops, it's broken, it's a step too late... It's over, it's over, it's over now. I finally managed to get a genius golden-clothed core disciple in the lower world, but I was teleported away. Now the old man knows and has to kill me.
No way..."
Duo He lost his previous coolness and looked at Fang Jun who had been wiped out by the teleportation array with a bitter look on his face...
This teleportation array has always had a fixed destination, just like the teleportation array in the base camp. After entering from there, it will come out from the teleportation array that Huaxia entered.
And this teleportation array had previously been canceled by him and sent to a fixed destination, and then randomly teleported out some small things. As for the destination, even he himself didn't know...
In the past, almost no one would play the teleportation array like this. Firstly, each teleportation consumes energy, and secondly, it is meaningless.
However, since Duohe entered the secret space, he felt bored. He once entered the human world on the earth. The tablet in his hand was actually an alternative magic weapon inspired by him on the earth.
And the reason why he teleported some small things like this was also affected by something called a drift bottle...
Almost everyone on earth knows about drift bottles. In the early days, someone wrote a message, put it in a bottle, and then threw it into the sea, waiting for someone to pick it up. This is the earliest drift bottle.
Later, it appeared on the Internet, such as Penguin’s QQ drift bottle, WeChat drift bottle, etc.
These novel ideas were something Duohe had never seen before. After trying it out a few times, he felt good about it. After returning to the secret realm, he canceled the targeted teleportation and put some small things in. Some were magic weapons and some were exercises.
, some are a piece of information, and so on. Even Duohe doesn't know whether these things will fall into the hands of others, or whether they will be directly destroyed in the space storm...
He just thought it was fun, but later he forgot to adjust the directional teleportation, and now Fang Jun was released as a drifting bottle...
"Young Master, why are you here?"
Qing Yi was walking when she suddenly noticed that Duo He was walking from behind her with a sad face...
"Qingyi, young master, I got into trouble this time..." Duohe's face was full of depression and grievance. How could he forget about putting the drift bottle...
"What's wrong, young master? Getting into trouble and so on should be a common occurrence for you." Qing Yi couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled after hearing this.
Think about it, if you hadn't beaten the only son of the leader of the Jiuhua Sect so severely that your cultivation foundation was almost destroyed, how could you have been sent to this inhospitable place by the leader?
It’s good that this is a fault space, but fault spaces are also divided into levels. This is just the lowest level with poor resources. It’s difficult to even form spiritual stone veins. If it weren’t for the ability to collect some power of faith, forces like Shushan Sword Sect would
How could you like a place like this?
And my young master is one of the three great masters of Shushan Jianmen. He has a high status, and it is impossible to stay in a place like this...
"Do you still remember those drift bottles I used for experiments before?" Master Duohe asked.
"Remember, young master, you have sent out a lot of magic weapons and secret books. It is said that if the destined person picks them up, they will bear good fruit in the future." Qing Yi said.
"I...I...I damn forgot to reposition the teleportation array..." Mr. Duohe wanted to slap himself...
"Forgot to reposition? Then... what do you mean... Fang Jun..." Qing Yi's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were filled with anxiety.
"That's right, that's it. I lost the golden-robed core disciple of our Shushan Sword Sect..." Master Duohe said angrily.
Qing Yi heard a trace of worry on his face...
The spirit world is extremely vast, and it is also extremely dangerous. The ferocious beasts in the innate realm are regarded as the kings of beasts in this secret realm, but in the spirit world, let alone the kings of beasts, even the handymen around the king of beasts cannot have their turn, okay...
A core disciple in golden clothes, the future genius of Shushan Sword Sect, was actually lost in the teleportation...
"Young Master, you are so careless, and it's my fault. I should have taken a look..." A trace of annoyance flashed across Qing Yi's eyes.
Fang Jun doesn't understand the teleportation array, but she does.
However, no one expected that this place was originally used for positioning and teleportation, but Mr. Duohe used it to play with drifting bottles and forgot to adjust it back...
"I'm kidding, how can I blame you? Don't take responsibility carelessly..." Mr. Duohe couldn't help but glared at Qing Yi.
He is one of the three great masters of the Shushan Sword Sect and has a high status. Even if he loses a golden-clothed disciple, he will be punished at most. Anyway, if he has too many lice, he will not be itchy, and if he has too many debts, he will not worry about them. He is not afraid, he is just ashamed.
Fang Jun...
But if this responsibility is shouldered by Qing Yi, what will happen if she, an ordinary disciple, loses a core disciple in Jin Yi?
I'm afraid it would be easy to kill her then...
"Then, what should we do now? Let's get Fang Jun back quickly..." Qing Yi said hurriedly.
She no longer blamed her. She couldn't afford such a crime...
"Get it back? How to find it? This teleportation is completely random. Who knows where Fang Jun was teleported to? There are ninety-nine continents in the spiritual world. Where can you find it in such a large area, let alone the ninety-nine continents?
The endless wilderness outside..." Mr. Duohe couldn't help but rolled his eyes.
"But, Fang Jun is still just an acquired master. With his skills in the spirit world, he may die at any time..." Qing Yi said.
"Then it just depends on his luck. If it breaks down, those guys write again. How can I explain it to these old men..."
Mr. Duohe looked at the ring on his hand with a wry smile. At this time, the ring was flashing with white light...
This ring is actually a magic weapon for communication. Its function is similar to a mobile phone on earth. However, the communication distance of this thing is much stronger than that of a mobile phone. It can transmit information even from the spirit world to the secret realm where they are.
"I can only tell the truth. This is a core disciple of Jinyi." Qingyi reminded.
In the entire Shushan Sword Sect, there are hundreds of thousands of disciples, most of whom are outer disciples and ordinary disciples, while the total number of Jinyi core disciples is less than a hundred, which shows the high status of the Jinyi core disciples.
Even though Master Duohe is one of the three masters of Shushan Jianmen and lost one of them, he still has to give an explanation...
At this time, Fang Jun was scolding his mother in a deserted land...
Where is the promised Shushan Sword Gate?
Where are the promised core disciples in golden clothes?
Damn it, what the hell was I transported to?
Looking around, this is simply an endless desert, with not even a trace of human beings to be seen.
Return to China?
Go back to your uncle, Fang Jun doesn’t know if he can walk out of this desert alive now... (To be continued)