Chapter 290 five years ahead of schedule? ?
Hu Qishan.
The sky is clear and the clouds are long.
Xiaobai came to the mountain cliff alone, facing the hunting wind, looking into the depths of the sea of clouds.
The skirt is swaying in the wind, and the hair is slightly rippling with the wind.
Knowing that Zhou Ji's trip was from Tianyin Temple to Shiwan Dashan, and shattered all the possibilities of the resurrection of the beast god, she suddenly felt a sense of melancholy.
Gentle footsteps came from behind, Xiao Bai didn't look back, but he already knew the identity of the person coming.
"Are you blaming me?"
Xiaobai shook his head, brushed his wind-blown hair back behind his ears, and said quietly, "It's not a matter of complaining, it's just a little bit lost."
Unknowingly, there was one less acquaintance. Looking back on the past, she realized that all her old friends from the past were gone, and she was the only one left with the long road ahead.
"Speaking of it, I'm quite curious." Zhou Ji turned to look at Xiaobai, looked him up and down, and said with a smile, "How old have you been in cultivation? How old are you with the beast god?"
Xiaobai's eyes were as bright as water, and when he looked back, he gave Zhou Ji a blank look, and said with a half-smile, "I'll go to Miss Si Teng later and say that you deliberately teased me."
Zhou Ji's eyelids twitched, and at the critical moment, he was decisive and followed his heart, and coughed lightly: "I was just joking, but I'm not that curious."
Xiao Bai shook his head and smiled lightly, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes, "Is this how you and her get along on weekdays?"
"Ah?" Zhou Ji froze for a moment, and subconsciously raised a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Is that right? Si Teng is arrogant and always puts on airs. I like to tease her when I have nothing to do, so that she can show me the most real one side."
Talking about his experience of getting along with Si Teng, Zhou Ji can be described as eloquent, Xiaobai has been wearing a faint smile, listening to Zhou Ji's narration quietly, until the sound of crisp footsteps came from the distance of the stone steps, then Interrupting Zhou Ji's memories, Si Teng walked over in a beige shirt and skirt with plant patterns embroidered, nodded slightly at Xiaobai, looked at Zhou Ji and said, "What? Are you talking bad about me again?"
"Is this the kind of person I am in your heart?" Zhou Ji glanced at Si Teng helplessly, Si Teng pretended to be serious and nodded, thinking, "What else?"
"Do you want me to give you my heart?" Looking at Si Teng, who raised his chin slightly and looked cold and arrogant, Zhou Ji couldn't help but give her a blank look.
"A Journey to the West again?" Si Teng's black and white clear eyes showed a slight smile, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and he smiled, "No need, I know you better there."
Xiaobai watched the two quarreling with each other, this way of getting along made her feel a trace of indescribable envy. She and Si Teng are like glue, and suddenly found that she who stayed in Huqi Mountain seemed to be the extra one, she shook her head lightly, Xiao Bai stepped back, turned around and continued to look at the sea of clouds, and this time, her heart But stayed in place.
After the joke, Zhou Ji and Si Teng got to the point, and called Xiao Bai back to his side. Si Teng glanced at him beautifully, vaguely as if he had guessed something, his slender brows like willow leaves slightly frowned, and the light in his eyes It also seems to be a little darker.
"Recently, a disciple of the Ghost King Sect sent by the Ghost King to Daze in the southwest has a message, saying that there seems to be a golden light shining over the Daze, presumably it must be related to the legendary Treasure House of the Emperor of Heaven." Zhou Ji paused and glanced at it. Si Teng, who was beside him, noticed the dimness in her eyes, and couldn't help reaching out to hold Si Teng's Rou Yi, not allowing her to dodge or pull away.
"There is the fourth volume of Shenshui and Tianshu in the Treasure House of the Emperor of Heaven. It is inconvenient for this trip to Daze, and everything up and down Huqi Mountain will continue as usual. Only Xiaofan and I will go secretly. I hope you can help me while I am away." Protect Si Teng from being plotted against." Zhou Ji said in a deep voice.
Hu Qishan is business as usual, who can harm Si Teng if he stays in the ghost king's clan? Xiaobai was taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't pay much attention at first, but suddenly he seemed to think of something, his eyes flashed, his eyebrows frowned, and hesitantly said, "Are you suspicious of the ghost king?"
In my impression, the golden light vision in the Death Swamp should have been ten years after the Qingyun chaos, and now five years have passed, and it stands to reason that there are still five years before the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House will appear, but now the disciples of the Ghost King Sect who are sent to the Death Swamp say that Tell him with certainty that the golden light has appeared. How can this not be suspicious.
Zhou Ji shook his head and sighed, "I suspect some people's greed."
The Zhuxian Sword and Juexian Sword in his hands are too attractive for practitioners in this world.
After all, Qingyunmen became the leader of the righteous way by relying on the power of the Zhuxian Sword, but now the artifact has changed hands, and it is now in the hands of a nameless casual cultivator.
Even though Zhou Ji snatched Zhu Xian in full view, as time goes by, no amount of awe will gradually fade away. In the end, everyone only remembers that Zhou Ji relied on the simple long sword that was no lower than Zhu Xian's rank. Taking advantage of Daoxuan Daoxuan's poison attacking his mind and being seriously injured, he took Zhu Xian away.
Even as a ghost king, he may lose himself in the rapid rise of power and strength, so that he has thoughts that he shouldn't have.
Xiaobai Xiumei frowned slightly, and said hesitantly, "Although the ghost king has deep scheming, he seems to be a hero in his conduct, shouldn't it stop there?" Liuwei and San'er are still in the ghost king's sect, and she intends to help them move out of the ghost king's sect. , Returning to the depths of Huqi Mountain and settling in Qingqiu, but the situation in the practice world has changed again and again in recent years, so it was delayed.
Now hearing what Zhou Ji said, she couldn't help but feel this way again.
Zhou Jiwen said with a smile, "Xiaobai doesn't need to think too much, I'm just planning ahead, maybe it's a misunderstanding, but it's about Si Teng's safety, I hope you can pay more attention."
Xiaobai nodded, agreed, remained silent for a moment, and then said, "When will you and Xiaofan leave?"
In the southwest of Shenzhou, there is a vast water marsh with a radius of eight thousand miles. It is continuous and has been rarely inhabited since ancient times.
After leaving Ghost King Sect, Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan walked all the way to the southwest. As soon as they arrived at the periphery of the water lake, they felt the hot and humid water vapor rushing towards them.
Flying all the way along the periphery, it was only in the afternoon that I saw a slightly desolate and dilapidated village in this desolate wilderness.
The two fell from the entrance of the village, and when they entered the village, they realized that the place was not as desolate and lifeless as they had seen from a distance. The auras of several practitioners lined up everywhere, and when they sensed that someone was coming, they all looked towards the entrance of the village. The young man in robe leaned over and clasped his fists, respectfully said, "I've seen Mr. Zhou, I've seen Mr. Zhang."
Zhou Ji looked at the three people in front of him and said with a smile, "Are you the disciples of the Ghost King Sect?"
"Small Shen Huo, I am here to wait for the order of the suzerain to investigate the vision of Daze." Shen Huan raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Ji quietly, his breath fluctuated slightly, and he seemed a little nervous in awe.
Following Shen Hui and a few others to a residence in the village, when Zhou Ji asked about the vision of the golden light in the Death Swamp along the way, Shen Hui explained as he walked, "Just a month ago, the depths of the Death Swamp suddenly lit up. A huge golden beam of light pierced through the sky and the sun, and it lasted for a day and a night before it stopped, and even at night it was bright all night, as bright as day."
Speaking of this, Shen Huo paused, and continued, "The villagers in Dawang Village saw it at the time, and you can find out if you just ask."
Zhou Ji raised his eyebrows slightly, his spiritual consciousness shrouded the entire village, his eyes swept over the low houses around him, and he vaguely felt a few fearful and uneasy eyes coming from them.
Zhang Xiaofan next to him showed a tinge of joy, the appearance of the beam of light meant the presence of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure House, since the Battle of Qingyun Mountain five years ago, although Baguio's infatuation spell was forcibly interrupted, the damage to the three souls and seven souls was not It can be easily restored overnight.
Even though in the past few years thousands of people have found a large number of strange treasures and elixir to nourish Bi Yao's three souls and seven souls, until now, her spirit is still extremely weak, Zhang Xiaofan is anxious in his eyes and hastened to persuade her Zhou Ji entered the Death Swamp as soon as possible, lest other sects learn of the visions that appeared here and miss the opportunity.
"Don't worry, we came all the way from the Ghost King Sect, and we will inevitably feel a little tired. Let's take a rest for a day to understand the specific situation here, and then it's not too late to make plans."
Seeing the anxious Zhang Xiaofan and Zhou Ji laughing dumbly, after some persuasion, Shen Hu finally calmed him down. Shen Hu originally wanted to work with Zhang Xiaofan to persuade Zhou Ji to enter the swamp of death as soon as possible. The man came to a small courtyard in the middle of the village.
Since Dawang Village is located on the edge of the dead swamp, it will be infested by wild animals or poisonous insects from time to time. People with some skills have left this place and gone to the Central Plains. Most of the people left are old people or lifeless people. There is no inn or restaurant in the village, and even the lodging places are private houses that Shen Hu forcibly expropriated.
Zhang Xiaofan grew up in a mountain village, he had a rough background, he didn't care about the shabby environment, Zhou Ji didn't care about it at first, after all, when he was a soul-wearing thief, he could sleep well for years on that table made into a bed, It is also a common thing to eat in the wind and sleep in the open.
But that was also because there were no conditions before, but now, before crossing from the urban world, Zhou Ji purchased a large amount of useful and useless materials, and directly used the "Princesal First Killing Formation" and "Unless the Four Saints Can't Break" the Zhuxian Sword The array has been used as a storage warehouse, among which Si Teng has the most things, and he also has a lot of things.
Watching Zhou Ji take out various daily necessities one by one from the void, Shen Hui's expression changed from stunned and shocked to gradually numb, Zhang Xiaofan who came from another room has long been accustomed to Zhou Ji's magical operation, He indifferently asked Shen Hui about the details of the Death Swamp and the vision.
Sitting at the table, Zhou Ji was fiddling with a complete set of tea sets, and with a simple move, the small stove on the table lit a light blue fire, and the water vapor was steaming from the sand pot. Zhou Ji listened to Shen Hao's description indifferently, He asked casually, "After the golden light vision, is there no other movement in the depths of the dead swamp?"
"Anything else?" Shen Huo showed a hint of confusion.
"It's like a huge whistling sound." Zhou Ji raised his eyebrows and glanced at Shen Yu, "Did it not be edited beforehand? Or did the people above forget to explain it to you?"
As soon as these words came out, Shen Huan's face paled instantly, his face was bloodless but he still forced a smile, and said with an apologetic smile, "Mr., you are joking. The little words are true. The villagers of Dawang Village can testify for me."
Zhang Xiaofan looked at Zhou Ji suspiciously, and when he turned his head to look at Shen Hui again, he vaguely sensed something was wrong.
His character is simple, which doesn't mean he's stupid, he stepped sideways to block the door, the fire stick lit up with black and red light, Zhang Xiaofan glared at Shen Yu with a serious face, and said in a deep voice, "Are you lying to us?"
Shen Huang fell to his knees upon hearing the words, trembling all over the ground, claiming that he had stayed in Dawang Village for five years and couldn't bear the desolate and harsh environment here.
Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help being a little silent, he and Zhou Ji walked from the outskirts of Shuizawa, the whole way was deserted, only this even more desolate small village was sitting here, Shen Huo's behavior made him feel resentful but he was a little bit unwilling.
But seeing his pitiful appearance again, I couldn't help but feel compassion, and wanted to give him another chance.
Zhou Ji shook his head. Although there are not many villagers in Dawang Village, there are more than 50 people. The effect of bribery and threats is far worse than letting them see it with their own eyes. He testified that there was a high probability that the beam of light piercing through the sky would really shine for a day and a night, how could it be done with such a lowly cultivation level as Shen Hu?
The death swamp is full of dangers. Under the sunset at dusk, the miasma spreading from a distance instantly made the surrounding area gray. There was a thunderstorm, and a moment later, there was a strong wind and a torrential rain. For a while, except for the sound of wind and rain, Nothing seemed to be heard between heaven and earth.
The environment of the Dead Swamp is like this. In a year, it rains seven or eight out of ten days. Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan lived in Dawang Village for three days, and the heavy rain lasted for three days before it stopped.
After the heavy rain, it was a rare fine weather in the Death Swamp. Under the warm sunshine, the usual rancid smell dissipated a lot, but just tens of feet away in front of Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan, there was still a thick gray area , a huge miasma like fog, rising mightily, extending left and right, peaking at a high level, entangled and surging with each other, as if no boundary can be seen.
Here is one of the most dangerous lands in the world, Neezawa, the Dead Swamp!
After leaving Dawang Village, Zhou Ji and Zhang Xiaofan entered the depths of the Death Swamp. Zhang Xiaofan wanted to see if he could find the location of the Heavenly Emperor's Treasure because he was unwilling, and Zhou Ji wanted to confirm where the ten thousand people went. Not laying a trap in the dead swamp, waiting for him to take the bait.
(The chicken crowing issue in the community was finally resolved, but these two days have been severely lacking in rest, lack of energy, and poor condition. It seems that it will not be relieved in a few days.)
(end of this chapter)