Chapter 1819 Back Then, I Shouldn't Have Gotten This Immortal Body (3)

"Finally gone!" Liu Lang let out a sigh of relief, and sat down on a pile of materials beside him. Although three days was not a long time, it was enough for him to pry Zhao Wude's mouth open.

However, even if Zhao Wude had nothing to do, it would be really sad.

"You don't think Sikong Yue is really gone, do you?" Seeing Liu Lang's defenseless appearance, Yi Xingchen hurriedly reminded Liu Lang.

"What? Sikong Yue didn't leave?" Liu Lang stood up abruptly, looking around nervously.

"It's hard to say whether he's going or not, but don't forget Sikong Yue's invisibility technique." If Yi Xingchen didn't exist in the form of a remnant soul, or if his soul power was more abundant, he could definitely tell whether Sikong Yue was hiding or not. I'm spying on the side, but now, I can only guess.

Anyway, if it were him, he wouldn't just go to another place and wait for three days, let alone whether Liu Lang could figure out a way to perfectly imitate the fairy artifact from outside the domain, what if Liu Lang ran away with something rolled up?

"I thought you really saw Sikong Yue!" Liu Lang said angrily.

"Is there a difference if you see it or not?" Yi Xingchen said.

"It's also..." Liu Lang originally wanted to take advantage of Sikong Yue's absence and enter the Wutian Sacred Monument with his real body, but now he couldn't judge whether Sikong Yue was standing next to him, so he had to give up this idea.

Fortunately, entering the Wutian Sacred Monument with a conscious body has a big difference in effect.

Liu Lang thought for a while, bent down, picked up the imitation long knife that Sikong Yue had just refined, and with a thought, first put the imitation long knife into the Wutian Sacred Monument. It is incomprehensible to say that, Zhao Wude has to see the real thing.

Sikong Yue, who was in a state of invisibility less than five meters away from Liu Lang, saw Liu Lang's movements, and thought that Liu Lang was going to run away with the imitation product she refined.

Although these imitations on the ground are not very good, and even Sikong Yue herself is not satisfied, but they are genuine earth-level fairy artifacts, and they can be sold for a high price when they are taken out.

"Okay, so you've been lying to me from the beginning to the end!" Sikong Yue raised her slap in anger, wanting to teach Liu Lang the same way she taught Yu Jianbo, but the next moment, she stopped again. Come down, because Liu Lang didn't make any further moves.

Liu Lang picked up the imitation fairy artifact, and didn't even take a look at the nearly 100 remaining ground-level fairy artifacts on the ground. Moreover, Liu Lang did not run away, but found a corner and sat cross-legged in meditation.

Seeing that Liu Lang closed his eyes and frowned, as if he was really thinking about the imitation plan, Sikong Yue slowly put down his raised hand.

Fearing that Liu Lang would play tricks again, Sikong Yue simply meditated beside her and stared straight at Liu Lang. Anyway, the only purpose of her staying in the Southern Wilderness these years was to imitate those immortal artifacts from outside the territory. He was staring at Liu Lang intently for three days.

As for Yu Jianbo and Ao Zhi who were still in the city, Sikong Yue had no interest in talking to them at all.

"This kid, you can really sit still." With Sikong Yue's cultivation, it is common for him to retreat for three to five years at a time. After observing for two full hours, Sikong Yue found that Liu Lang didn't even move, and he couldn't help feeling secretly in his heart stand up.

She didn't know that it wasn't that Liu Lang didn't want to move, but that his spiritual consciousness had already been concentrated in the Wutian Sacred Monument. Although he hadn't reached the level of being separated from his body, this physical body was basically in a state of no owner.

now,

Liu Lang's conscious body stands on the boundary mountain of the blood world.

Boundary Mountain divides the bloodline world into two parts, one half is land and the other half is ocean. The narrow and long mountains are absolutely forbidden to the ancient races on both sides, and they cannot step into them at all.

However, for Odin, Bu Zhenhuan, Yan Yi and others who were imprisoned by Liu Lang, this place was a rare safe place.

However, Zhao Wude did not enjoy this kind of treatment.

Because the Tianji Clan is too powerful, and the methods are too weird, even if Zhao Wude was seriously injured, Liu Lang did not take Zhao Wude lightly, and directly threw Zhao Wude into the blood world, the most central part of the continent, where the various ancient races took turns to take care of him, and did not even let him go. Zhao Wude met with Odin, Bu Zhenhuan, Yan Yi and others, for fear that Zhao Wude would lead these people into trouble.

Back then, Zhao Wude was seriously injured by Bai Yingjun and others. He changed his body and became immortal. Before Liu Lang, he even admired Zhao Wude's resurrection process.

A person who grows from a tree should not have strong bloodlines, and the rules of the bloodline world are that bloodlines determine power, and there is no such thing as cultivation. Liu Lang believes that no matter how powerful Zhao Wude is, he will not be able to overthrow him. What a storm.

that's the truth.

Standing on the boundary mountain, after observing Zhao Wude for a while, Liu Lang moved his mind, and his consciousness teleported to the center of the mainland.

"Liu Lang! You finally appeared." Seeing Liu Lang's figure, Zhao Wude stood up abruptly, but before he could stand still, a leader of an ancient race behind slapped Zhao Wude on the back , Zhao Wude fell to the ground again with a "plop".

"Old Zhao, miss me!" Liu Lang laughed, motioning the leader of the ancient race to step aside, and then asked Zhao Wude with a smile.

Although, judging from the time of the outside world, Zhao Wude was only imprisoned for about a day, but the time rules in the blood world are completely different from the outside world. Zhao Wude has spent a hundred years here.

For the past hundred years, Zhao Wude has kept sitting in this posture, because as soon as he stood up, the ancient race who guarded him would pat him back to the ground just like before.

No matter how clever Zhao Wude is, no matter how many methods he has, he has done nothing all these years. What's more terrible is that these ancient races not only have low IQ, but also can't understand him. Zhao Wude can't even find someone to talk to relieve boredom.

Sitting dry for a hundred years, the pain can be imagined.

Zhao Wude had thought about it more than once, once Liu Lang, the culprit, came, what would happen, but now that Liu Lang really came, Zhao Wude didn't know what to say or do.

After a long time, Zhao Wude sighed and said: "If I knew it would fall into your hands, I shouldn't have gotten this immortal body back then."

Zhao Wude's immortal body almost embodies the highest wisdom of the Tianji Clan, and it is the capital that Zhao Wude has always been proud of. But now, he regrets it. In the first year he came here, he wanted to die.

However, he couldn't die.

Because, no matter how he dies, he will become a seed, take root, germinate, bloom, bear fruit, and finally become a living person again.

"Old Zhao, don't be so pessimistic! I don't want to lock you up forever." Liu Lang originally thought that it was a tit-for-tat situation, but he didn't expect that Zhao Wude's edges and corners had been smoothed. In this case, there is no need to threaten , just to lure.

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