Chapter 1535 Wanren Mountains, Forbidden Area of ​​Stone Steles

"That's right! The slave family once deduced the ancient restrictions on this forbidden land, but they did not deduce the method to open it!"

Bai Muxue's pretty face was shocked and she said softly:

"Moreover, there are many monsters there, nourished by spiritual energy, and their strength is terrifying, reaching the level of Golden Core and even Nascent Soul."

"That's true. It should be a god-level restriction and magic circle. I have tried to break it with dozens of golden elixirs, but failed!"

Lord Aotian Sword sighed:

"The disciple also broke into it by mistake back then. Those restrictions are broken, but they are not stable and are changing all the time!"

"Moreover, this junior was only active on the outside at that time, and he just picked up a piece of bead leaf that was carried to the edge by the wind or birds and animals...it is more sinister and sinister inside, and the disciple dare not go deeper!"

"Haha, it's easy, I just cut it with one sword!"

Jiang Tian was very calm. If he really couldn't open it for a while, with the Jue Tian Sword here, he could split it with one sword.

The world of Penglai is vast and full of vitality, with numerous peaks and verdant mountains. Giant trees hundreds of meters high block out the sky. There are vines climbing on the cliffs. The orchids are fragrant, the elixirs are swaying, and the clouds are like mist. The spiritual energy enveloped him, appearing and disappearing.

Between the jungles and on the cliffs, huge unicorn beasts lay lazily basking in the sun. Their glistening saliva flowed into a stream, and various wild beasts appeared, running and fighting.

High in the sky among the clouds, spiritual birds flapped their wings and flew high, chirping and chirping, adding a sense of wildness. A giant iron-feathered eagle swooped down, and when it rose up again, it had already grabbed a hundred-meter-long fish between its claws. of giant python.

This is an ancient star that is very suitable for cultivation. It was once an ancient fairy island. It was famous and had many major cultivators.

If it weren't for the wandering of the immortal land and interstellar space, which caused great changes in the world and the loss of Tao and Dharma, Nascent Soul would definitely not be the limit of the monks in this world. Given hundreds of years, one or two powerful gods can even be born.

The customs and customs here are different and uneven, but it gives people a colorful feeling.

There is a golden elixir sect standing in the clouds on the top of the mountain. The buildings stretch like a fairy palace and a divine palace. The formations protecting the mountain shine with bright treasures. Disciples and monks are walking on flying swords and even riding on flying boats and cloud towers to come and go, ups and downs. A huge atmosphere.

There are also mortal cities. Although they are guarded by monks, they are dominated by mortals, with good transportation, developed commerce, and bustling bustle.

At this time, the major sects and cities spread the news of surrender and the truth about the wandering of the ancient immortal land. Jiang Taichu never invaded, but was framed and framed. The crisis has been resolved, and every city and town is recovering.

There are also primitive tribes who are hidden among the mountains. They occupy strategic positions and build attics in the city with crude stones and wood. They pile up many rolling logs and boulders in all directions of the village.

These ethnic groups wear animal skins and use simple clay pots and stone tools. They drink blood from their hair, but they are tall and powerful. They can fight wild beasts with their bare hands and live a life away from the world and without fighting against the world.

"Hey! They are eating jackdaw meat! It's delicious! Let's go eat it!"

When passing by a stone walled city, Zhang Qingyang suddenly pointed to a walled city on the original mountain peak and said excitedly.

Originally, exploring the forbidden area of ​​​​the stone monument was very dangerous, and the Aotian Sword Master refused to let him come, so he could not protect himself.

But he had to keep up. This kid was very smart. He knew that following Jiang Tian, ​​even for a few days, would be a great opportunity. Listening to Jiang Tian's casual remarks was a subtle way of saying something, and it would greatly improve his own strength. .

Jiang Tian did not stop him. He had good bones and good character. If the Penglai world could be preserved, he should be the world leader. Of course, he would need to be cultivated and experienced.

Zhang Qingyang has been around for a hundred years, but he is actually a bit young at heart. Probably because he has spent more than 90% of his life practicing in seclusion and rarely leaves the sect, so he is very happy to see the bizarre world.

"Whether you eat it or not, I won't eat it!"

The ghost wolf has a black line.

He is of the Jackdaw bloodline. Although he is a rare demon cultivator bloodline, he is also a distant relative of the Jackdaw. To him, this jackdaw meat is like humans eating monkey meat. It is very cruel and unacceptable.

Jiang Tian looked down and saw only three poles of the sun rising. The entire stone village was full of vitality, quiet and peaceful. There were many children running on the ground, and the old man was bathing in the sunshine and watching kindly.

There were all tall and muscular men, with their bare chests and chests exposed. Almost everyone was dragging a huge ferocious beast back with a full load. The largest of them was a jackdaw, as big as a calf.

"Back! Abba and the others are back!"

"Oh my gosh, there's such a big harvest. It's a good harvest day!"

A group of women and children who had been waiting at the head of the village for a long time cheered. The uneasiness and fear in their hearts suddenly disappeared, and they started shouting loudly.

They rushed up and hugged their men and their fathers warmly. There were even young male and female couples kissing wildly. They were very open and unrestrained, and no one cared. It was full of natural and sincere wildness.

They seem to be easily satisfied, as long as they have food and the company of their loved ones, that is enough.

The whole village rejoiced and plucked and skinned the huge jackdaw, cleaned it, lit a bonfire, and used two big trees as barbecue grills to share food.

"Oh, this is the most primitive but also the simplest love for a wife and family. It's so touching!"

Jiang Tian couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and his rapidly flying footsteps stopped. He looked at it with red eyes, moved by it, and showed a kind smile.

Everyone paused in their steps, and then looked at Jiang Tian with shock and surprise, unable to believe it.

Jiang Tian possesses the strength of a god-transforming god. He is a great hero, bloody and cold, and as majestic as a god.

Even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, he will not change his face. He will kill 100,000 people with one blow, and his heart will be as calm as a lake even if the sky and the earth are stained with blood. When have they ever seen Jiang Tian with such a kind expression?

But they don't know.

At this time, Jiang Tian was thinking about the reactions of Zhao Xueqing, grandfather, parents, and many disciples every time he returned from a bloody battle.

"The revolution and rotation of the stars here are completely different from those on Earth, and one day is not equal to one day on Earth. But I used the method of constant attenuation of the magic weapon to calculate that I have been away from Earth for two years."

Jiang Tian stared at the scene in the village, his heart was soft, and his thoughts surged like a tide:

"I wonder if that stinky girl Jiang Beibei can walk? Is Qing'er okay? To what extent has the spiritual energy of the Earth reached its recovery?"

Jiang Tian also saw a little girl of two or three years old with a bun tied up in her hair, wearing an animal skin bellyband, very strong, and able to walk unsteadily.

She lay in front of an injured strong man, carefully looking at the wound he was scratched by the monster, silently, but tears dripped and rolled to the ground, showing great concern and heartache.

Next to her, her mother, who had big hands and feet, was applying herbs to her father. The strong man touched the child's head. Although he was pale, he still laughed in a muffled voice: "Don't cry, it's okay, Dad is very strong!"

"One day, I will unfortunately die in battle in this world. Beibei, don't blame Dad... Because, I can't escape!"

Jiang Tian looked towards the direction of the earth with tears in his eyes.

It was daytime, and under the light of Nanmen II, it was impossible to see the tiny blue planet like dust clearly.

But a glance can last for a thousand years.

His eyes seemed to penetrate the tears, travel through past and present lives, and see the wrinkled little face of his daughter when she was born. He was in a trance for a while.

Seeing Jiang Tian's tears.

Everyone suddenly realized that Jiang Tian missed his homeland and relatives, and they couldn't help but feel deeply and mixed.

Especially Bai Muxue, she burst into tears, but she didn't say a word, and no one disturbed her.

Under the vast and dangerous universe and the deep starry sky, a Jindan cultivator is as small as a dust ant, and may be torn into pieces by the space fragments and storms that invade the boundary cave at any time.

What's more, Jiang Tian's hometown is just a barren wasteland. His own cultivation is not high, and he is facing the powerful and mysterious Xuhuang, and the world that is completely occupied and enslaved by them.

And Jiang Tian.

For the safety of his homeland, he went deep into the depths alone, shuttled through several worlds, sailed a long distance of four light years, and went to war with Xuhuang. How much loneliness he endured and how terrible danger he took...

"It's a cultivator!"

"Could it be those big bandits?"

"No, it doesn't look like it. The big bandits are so fierce. He must be greedy and want to eat meat?"

The people in the village saw Jiang Tian and his men flying by. One of the white-clothed scholars stared at them for a long time. They were very surprised, stopped their work, and talked about it.

At the signal of the adults, several children ran into a stone house.

"Passing strangers, it is the rule of Tian Village that on the harvest day, guests passing by can come and share food. Come down!" Then, a skinny old man in an animal skin robe came out, leaning on a snow-white and crystal animal bone cane, looking at Jiang Tian and the others, and said with a friendly smile.