Voice of the World [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 95 The Way Is No Sunny But There Are Sunny Part 2

Happy times are always short-lived.

When you wake up, you still have to do what needs to be done.The disappearance of the system has long been expected by him. Although there is no navigator to guide the way, but in this land full of spiritual energy, which is extremely messy but not inferior to the periphery of the fairy world, Su Zhuo's spirit is used to search for it. It's not difficult to find a specific person - although it can't be determined on a specific person, it can point to a general direction.

On his wrists, Fu Qianwen's and Xia Anning's hair was untied by An Yiyin and tied to the hilt of a cheap long sword in his eyes, while An Yiyin cut off a large section of long hair and carefully braided it into a The small strands were then tied to Su Zhuo's left wrist.An Yiyin's hair is smooth and black, like fine silk threads, and the thin ropes weaved are as beautiful as handicrafts.

Su Zhuo couldn't help teasing and said: "If there are two more emerald gems or something, it will be more like a bracelet."

An Yiyin said helplessly: "The bracelet is worn by girls."

Su Zhuo said with a smile: "Brother, this is not feminine at all."

"Then when I come down next time, I will remember to bring some decorations." An Yiyin compromised: "I will engrave a magic circle on it, and I can also protect you at critical moments."

"Forget it, I'll just talk about it." Su Zhuo said quickly: "This is something made of the spiritual hair of Lingyin Immortal Venerable. Immortal world is also a great thing, so there is no need for a magic circle."

"Nonsense, how can it be so exaggerated." An Yiyin said helplessly, "Just this time, don't give it to others."

Su Zhuo was a little embarrassed: "I changed my body and couldn't take away my things, so I might as well give it to someone who can really use it."

An Yiyin sighed softly: "That's why Junior Brother Zhuo always loves his disciples very much."

Su Zhuo could hardly continue: "Shang Yun is not my disciple, neither are the sisters of the Han family."

An Yiyin smiled but said nothing.

"Then I really have to go, senior brother." Su Zhuo smiled: "Speaking of which, the second senior brother's confinement will be lifted in these two days, and a year flies by so quickly."

"The time with Junior Brother Zhuo is always short." An Yiyin gently stroked Su Zhuo's soft white hair: "This hair color always makes me feel uneasy."

"Wouldn't Ye Xiaoyi be scared to death, it's just white hair." Su Zhuo said goodbye: "See you in the dream."

An Yiyin tidied Su Zhuo's clothes in the end. He had done it many times, but he always hoped that the person in front of him would be as clean and spotless as before.For An Yiyin, being able to tidy up Su Zhuo's clothes like this is a great joy.

"Goodbye in my dream."

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Su Zhuo walked southeast along the induction.

There was no life on the Central Continent for a long time. When Xia Anning cut across the entire continent with his sword more than 300 years ago, there were not even one living beings left on this land.Even if there are some cultivators who barely survived, even if they have made rapid progress because of the extremely rich aura here, even if they have cultivated to the late stage of the tribulation, they will be nothing more than cannon fodder in the battle between immortals and demons in the second year.Later creatures learned to hide, and every time they started a battle, they tried to hide in hidden places—underground, caves, and river embankments, but these were just the hiding places that the fairies and demons would disappear after a single strike.

After less than a hundred years, the last creature on this continent died.

At that time, it can really be described by the words "the vicissitudes of life". The places that used to be mountains have been razed to fill lakes, and the places that used to be canyons have erected towering mountains because of the method of moving mountains and seas.The once rainy and rivery south has turned into an endless desolate desert, and the once cracked north has become a country of swamps.However, in the past 300 years, this continent has been completely changed, and it is no longer what it used to be.

This land of ravaged disciples buried the seeds of fairyland plants because of the immortals with wood-type spiritual roots, and obtained enough nutrition because of the large number of corpses brought by the demons who are good at using monsters.They are intertwined and grow up crazily under the strong spiritual power.Their roots went deep into the ground, and they hid in the depths of the ground that even the great powers of the past could not reach.And the part on the surface grows up crazily, desperately fighting for the few sunlights, and the aura in the sky that becomes more and more intense every time a big battle comes.

Survival of the fittest.

No matter how fierce the battle situation is, these roots that have penetrated to the limit always seek a chance for themselves.They germinated and grew up again through the bones and blood of the immortals and demons.Give birth to broken branches, grow broken meridians, stabilize yourself as much as possible during the year, and then survive the storm in the next year, regenerate and grow again.

In such an environment, the weak plants have all died, and the ones that survive are all plants that have adapted to the law of the jungle.They are full of the blood of immortals and demons, and their whole bodies are covered with two kinds of opposite meridians.They have the calmness of a fairy, but also the ferocity of a demon. They know how to lie dormant, and then give a fatal blow when their prey approaches.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"The proud look of being a genius is of course helpless, he begged all over his face, and screamed in a piercing voice: "Help me! Help me! Brother! Brother! Help me! I don't want to die, I don't want to die, help me!" !!"

However, the two cultivators below him completely ignored his plea for help, let alone paid attention to it. The two immediately started to run wildly. The two people who are used to meeting today can be said to be the first time they have used their legs since they formed alchemy. For long-distance running, even accidentally stepped on the tree trunk on the ground several times and fell embarrassingly.The screams behind him became more and more intense, and finally stopped abruptly after a heart-piercing scream.The young man running behind blocked his ears with all his strength, but the screams that had stopped continued to flow into his ears.He was crying with snot and tears, and screamed: "Master, I don't want to stay here anymore, please, let's, let's go back..."

"Useless stuff!" The woman running ahead, whose appearance was about the same age as the man behind her, stopped and scolded, "Don't even think about it, if you go out empty-handed like this, even if you don't care about other people's eyes, how can the senior brother let you go?" We live on!"

The male cultivator shook his shoulders, but couldn't control the tears that kept falling down: "Then what should we do! In this ghost place, Yu Jian will be eaten, and those who run slowly will be killed, and even unknowingly they will be killed by these disgusting things." The demon vine was hanged alive! Not to mention the chance, I couldn’t even save my life! I finally formed the alchemy, and was even praised as being as qualified as those disciples of the sect, I don’t want to die here for nothing—”

The female cultivator also had a gloomy face: "Let's go back the same way and go to meet the disciples of the Beiming Immortal Sect."

The male cultivator calmed down a bit, wiped away the tears on his face, and said angrily: "What are you doing looking for those things with eyes on the top of their heads, they are just a group of Nascent Soul Stage Golden Core Stage, they will still die if they enter this jungle! "

He gritted his teeth and said: "Just let them die a few more, knowing that the so-called number one sect in the world is not a big deal!"

"Fool!" The female cultivator scolded angrily: "There are 52 Beiming Immortal Sects coming in, even if one person and one sword can cut the demon vine into pieces! What's more, the Beiming Immortal Sect is the largest sect in the world. Possess countless treasures of heaven and earth. The disciples who come in this time are all dragons and phoenixes, so how can they not have one or two good things?"

She said bitterly: "Especially that Xue Changsheng who followed in last, although he is only a small golden core stage, but as the only son of the former suzerain of Beiming Xianzong, I am afraid that one-third of the treasures in the sect are worthless." In his hands!"

Difficult to repair and indescribable channel: "This, so powerful? He is just a small golden core stage, and it is already a great gift to be able to sit on a peak. Now that Daoist Honghu is not here, how can he—"

"Hmph, that's the situation you haven't seen back then. It's Daoist Honghu who did the most evil deeds. Isn't Xue Changsheng living a nourishing and happy life? It's just that he has a mere treasure, what's the big deal." The female cultivator waved her hand. : "You shouldn't know these things. There are only two of us left now. If we continue like this, we will soon die in this wilderness. It's better to follow them. Even if we just pick up a piece of the pie, we are enough to go back There's a errand."

The male cultivator should be yes again and again.

But soon they were worried-how to go back?The road I walked before must not be walked again, but I can't control the sword in this vast field, and the old map I brought is completely useless, so what direction should I go?

Suddenly, there was a sound from the grass on the right.The two immediately stood up with their swords in their hands and shouted, "Who!"

A child emerged from the tall grass at half a person's height.

This is an extremely good-looking child, with jet-black hair tied into two croissants, a snowy and lovely face, wearing an extremely luxurious robe, and there is nothing superfluous.The corners of the eyes were slightly powdered like a girl's, showing a faint blush, which added a touch of inexplicable feeling to this cute child, but made those red eyes even more beautiful.

The six or seven-year-old boy said timidly, "Have you seen my master?"

"Master?" The two were stunned for a moment, and then turned into surprise—the second disciple who was only six or seven years old with such luxurious clothes, and whose strength was low, could hardly be seen. Is Xue Xiaobai?Zhengchou has no reason to join the big team of Beiming Immortal Sect. Isn't this little ghost who came to my door just God helping me?

The female cultivator gave a wink, and the male cultivator, who has always been loved by the younger brothers and sisters, stepped forward and said softly to the boy, "Then do you know how to find your master?"

The boy was disappointed and said: "It was okay just now, but it's not working now. Some nasty guy put some nasty things on the master, so I can't find them."

A look of sadness flashed across the faces of the two of them.

"But I can't look for it with a big fanfare, it will attract the hated guys, and I won't be able to surprise the master." The boy sighed: "But you don't know, so I have to change someone. "

The female cultivator was surprised: "You can walk through this jungle alone?" She looked at the child with a low cultivation level in front of her in disbelief and said, "Won't these demon vines attack you?"

"Attack?" The boy smiled: "How could it be? They met me, and it was too late to escape."

The male cultivator licked his lips, and he looked at the luxurious robe on the boy's body. The stitches were so fine that even a single thread could not be seen.The complicated patterns outlined are just for decoration, but if you look closely, there are silver lines under the gold lines, black lines under the silver lines, and dark red lines under the black lines.He can use the admirable eyesight of this pair of people as a guarantee that such a dress is not as simple as being beautiful.

A bold idea flashed through his mind.

The female cultivator walked behind the boy and said coldly: "Little ghost, don't you want to go find your master with us?"

The boy didn't even look at the female cultivator behind him, he tilted his head cutely and said: "But you are too weak, and your heart is very bad, Master won't like you."

The female cultivator suddenly stretched out her right hand and grabbed the boy's delicate neck that was not protected by the robe as quickly as lightning!

"That's why I said..." The boy sighed slightly: "Master won't like you."

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The screams from the male cultivator and the female cultivator were mixed together, and it sounded very anxious.The two of them were strangled by the thick demon vines and hung upside down. These poisonous vines, which have been cultivated at the Nascent Soul stage, can even absorb the spiritual power of their prey. A toxin that paralyzes the human body.The two people who were hoisted finally realized the despair of their brothers, brothers and nephews. They screamed and struggled continuously, but their strength became weaker and weaker.The female cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage, who was once an elder of the sect, was even more embarrassed. She burst into tears, her face no longer had the arrogance of the past, and she kept asking for help to the child with a strange smile below.

"It's really noisy."

As he said this, the vine strangled the necks of the two of them as if they understood his words.The shrill cry stopped abruptly, like a beast whose neck had been strangled and hung upside down.The toxin has completely permeated their bodies, and the female cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage can still struggle subconsciously, while the male cultivators at the Golden Core stage are completely unable to move.

"As for me, there are three things that I hate the most." The cute boy raised his head and looked at the two people who were so embarrassed that they were incontinent. , is to treat me as someone else’s substitute.”

"Do you seem to have something to say?" The boy raised his eyebrows and said, "Forget it, you have agreed, anyway, I will definitely find Master today, even if there are some twists and turns in the middle, I am in a good mood."

The vines loosened slightly, but the male cultivator couldn't even move his eyes because of the toxin.The female cultivator has a relatively high level of cultivation, and she can still spit out a few broken words: "You...can...control...the demon...Xiu..."

"Control? No, no, no." The boy smiled: "Such an inferior creature, even the lowest level monster in the demon world, how can I be qualified to control it?"

The vines suddenly tightened, and the necks and joints of the limbs of the two cultivators made horrible creaking sounds, twisted and folded at an incredible angle, and turned into one of the nutrients of this land.

"Although it's too late for the introduction, I still really hate being mistaken by others." The boy smiled innocently and brightly: "I'm not Xue Xiaobai."

"—My name is Shangguan Miantang."

He stretched himself, with a coquettish expression: "Master, Master, Miantang misses you very much, but she doesn't want to play hide-and-seek at this time."