Chapter 228: Jiujiu Is Not Dead

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There are three kinds of time projections in the stone chamber.

A woman in white robe, a man in black robe, and a crow.

Needless to say, the identity of the man and the crow.

They are Chu Xiu and Ji Taimei who came here that year.

The woman in white robe is An Jiujiu.

She has the most projections, almost covering the entire stone chamber.

Each projection is her.

But there are differences.

As the rules of heaven and earth change, the suppression of the avenue appears.

She has also gradually become old from her youthful vigor.

There are more and more wrinkles on her originally smooth and fair face.

Her life span is exhausted at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even so.

She still stands in front of the stone wall, holding a carving knife, constantly carving words, and has never left the stone chamber.

"Why is she like this..."

Qi Mengdie couldn't bear it.

How could there be such a silly girl in the world.

"Back then, the master only had the cultivation of a Saint King. He had to cross the long river of time from the Taisu Emperor era to this era, which was very dangerous. Before leaving, he had to erase all traces of that era."

"So, the Great Mistress who had achieved enlightenment and become an emperor at that time took action and used her great magical powers to erase all traces of the master in the entire Tianqiong Continent, including the memories of the cultivators..."

"Jiujiu is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, and she loves to get stuck in a rut. Her memory was sealed by the Great Mistress, and she was unwilling to forget... She wanted to force herself to remember the master."

"She should have succeeded in the end!"

"Otherwise, she wouldn't have engraved so many names."

The Black Dragon choked, tears flashing in his eyes.

He has few friends.

Fu Yue is one.

An Jiujiu is one.

Who knew that after 100,000 years, when they met again, it would be such a scene.

"Maybe I can understand her." Mo Feiyan whispered to herself.

Endless waiting is the most painful thing in the world.

\"It doesn't matter.\" The black dragon raised his claws and wiped the corners of his eyes, grinning and saying, "Anyway, the master will be able to save her soon."

"Wait until she comes back to life."

"I must laugh at this girl severely."

"You guys step aside." Chu Xiu said in a deep voice, "I'm going to take action."

The two women and one dragon did not dare to hesitate, and quickly retreated to the entrance of the stone chamber.

Chu Xiu drew the power of time from the long river of time and attached it to his body.

He took a deep breath, raised his right hand, and reached out to the time projection of An Jiujiu when she was young.

Going against the long river of time, forcibly pulling the quasi-emperor of 100,000 years ago to this era.

The difficulty was so great that Chu Xiu's heart was beating....

However, a scene he didn't expect happened.

His gray-white palm did not catch An Jiujiu's time projection, and passed through her body.

Chu Xiu frowned.

Try again.

The result is still the same.

He changed several projections in succession, and it was still the same.

Can't catch it.

Can't catch it at all.

"My Lord, what's going on? Is it because the time is too long?"

The Black Dragon's tone was solemn, and his eyes were worried.

Qi Mengdie and Mo Feiyan were also worried.

Chu Xiu frowned and said nothing.

His eyes moved slightly, and he grabbed his own time projection. As expected, his palm passed through again.

He tried again with Ji Taimei's projection, and the result was no change.

Surprise gradually emerged in Chu Xiu's eyes.

"I probably know why it is like this."

"Why?"

Qi Mengdie and Mo Feiyan asked in unison.

Chu Xiu's eyes wandered, scanning the not very spacious stone chamber.

"Jiujiu probably hasn't fallen yet, so I can't reverse the long river of time and pull her to this era..."

"Hiss——"

The Black Dragon took a breath of cold air, unbelievable, "How is this possible."

How could she live to this era if she didn't seal herself in the realm of Quasi-Emperor?

Not to mention Quasi-Emperor, even the Great Emperor doesn't have such a long lifespan.

Unless she also has a long life span like the Fuyue clan.

Of course, the latter is even more impossible!

Black Dragon scratched his head, his face full of confusion, "Master, could you have sensed it wrong?"

Chu Xiu glanced at him.

Black Dragon covered his mouth with his claws and dared not doubt the master again.

"If she didn't die, where would she go?"

Qi Mengdie walked closer, his eyes wandering between these projections.

Chu Xiu shook his head, "There are no clues left in the stone chamber."

"She seemed to have disappeared out of thin air."

"No news is the best news!" Qi Mengdie's tightly locked eyebrows relaxed slightly.

Reversing the long river of time, Chu Xiu also had to pay a heavy price.

Now that she knew that An Jiujiu had not died.

Qi Mengdie was slightly relieved.

She didn't want Chu Xiu to suffer a serious injury in order to save people.

"Let's go!"

Chu Xiu looked around and turned to leave.

Black Dragon, Qi Mengdie, and Mo Feiyan followed him and left the stone chamber.

Out of the cold pond.

The group continued to head to Dongzhou.

Along the way, we met several groups of monks who were setting up formations.

A huge black dragon flew over our heads.

The wind was howling, sand and rocks were flying.

The monks exclaimed.

"I have seen this black dragon before, he is the mount of the Emperor of Heaven."

"The Emperor of Heaven has come to Dongzhou."

"If I can follow the Emperor of Heaven, I would be fine even if I could be a maid serving tea and water!"

"You should just go to bed!"

"How could the Emperor of Heaven be interested in a mediocre woman like you?"

"I don't know how long it will take us to complete the formation..."

\"Some time ago, the elders in the clan said that this plan would take about 30 years to complete, and it has only been a few years now.\"

"Oh, I really hope it will end soon. I miss the feeling of retreating in the training tower."

"Who said it wasn't!"

The monks looked at the direction where the black dragon went away and whispered.

Watched the black dragon disappear completely.

They continued to be busy.

"Everyone listen to my command and throw the formation flag here." A fifth-grade formation master with white beard and white hair pointed to a big pit on the ground in front and shouted.

"Okay--"

A dozen people threw the formation flags in their hands into the pit one by one.

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Chu Xiu and his party came to Dongzhou, a remote town called Qingfeng.

The sky was drizzling.

The population of the town is not large, less than 100,000.

Quiet and peaceful.

Almost all the people living here are mortals.

There are not many cultivators in the Wheel Sea Realm.

"Tanghulu, selling Tanghulu!"

"Want to buy Tanghulu?"

"Carrots, fresh carrots..."

The fairly spacious street was filled with various hawking sounds. On both sides were blue brick and tile houses, ordinary and not gorgeous, and children were chasing and playing under the eaves.

Chu Xiu and others walked on the street with oil-paper umbrellas.

All the way to the eastern corner of the city.

Stopped in front of a ruined house that was burned to pieces.

Chu Xiu stood in front of the two women, staring at the ruins, and scenes from the past kept flashing before his eyes.

Back then, he and Liu Hongyi wandered all the way and came here.

Fortunately, he was taken in by Grandpa Lin.

The years he lived in this city were the most comfortable and relaxed years since he came to the Sky Continent.

The people living here are simple and kind.

There is no intrigue, killing, or deception from the outside world.

Until one day, a group of cultivators arrived.

A sharp light flashed in Chu Xiu's eyes.

"Emperor Chu Tian, ​​you are here after all!!"

An old voice came from behind.