The black rocky beach is covered with a black dome, like a regular hemisphere. The huge star bucket hung low, dazzling, and the stars here were bigger and brighter than those in the cultivation realm, as if they were within reach. Zhang Ning is at the center of this hemisphere.

Silence, coldness, and thinning aura.

Zhang Ning felt very familiar with this, and this should be a fragment of time and space...... He looked around and waited for a few breaths...... There is no Li Ohyou who jumped out, and I don't know if he ran out of Shouyuan in the process of wearing fast.

The black stone on the ground is also different from the previous one - here the black stone is carved with quaint golden petroglyphs - much like the murals carved by primitive people in the cave in Zhang Ning's world, with scenes of people, animals, hunting and gathering.

The black stone petroglyphs flickered intermittently and flowed brightly.

Zhang Ning expanded his divine sense, so that every piece of black stone petroglyphs was clear to him, and he pondered various permutations and combinations. The various points of the Black Stone petroglyphs do not coincide with the starry sky of the Xiuzhen Realm, and the direction of its lines cannot form a meridian map, which is confusing......

Heaven and earth are turned upside down.

The starry sky was trampled under his feet.

The petroglyph I had just gazed at was replaced by a star...... The stars quickly zoomed in, and there was a white light in the field of vision, and after a few breaths, the white light quickly faded, revealing a huge red and white Taiji disc inside, and around the disk, there were ...... Red and white lamb rolls, mountain-like beef slices, curly goose intestines, chilled hairy tripe, mushroom and vegetable slippery platter, and a scientifically nutritious dipping saucer......

Zhang Ning's heart shook, and he almost went crazy!

He hurriedly withdrew his consciousness and breathed a cup of tea before he opened his eyes with a gloomy face.

All restored, he still stands at the center point of the Black Rock Paintings.

It's so vicious.

Is this an illusion created by a divine attack? If it's a real scene, look at it from this angle...... Could it be a camera hidden inside the chandelier above the dining table?

What's going on? Did Wang Qingming figure out the power of the fake star from the mandarin duck pot?

Zhang Ning turned to another petroglyph......

Heaven and earth turned upside down again - he saw a long-haired girl lying on the table writing something.

Even from a bird's-eye perspective, Zhang Ning still recognized Shen Yimo's figure at a glance, she was writing a letter.

Zhang Ning looked closer and saw a line of Juanxiu Xiaokai: "Ning: Are you okay?"

Zhang Ning was excited for a while, because he had prepared before, and it did not cause an abnormality in the flow of spiritual power in his body.

He was trying to get closer—the world spun around and he was back at Black Rock Beach again.

？？？

What is this? Force kick off the line?

Zhang Ning tried to put his divine sense into the petroglyph he had just put into it again - after the white light receded, he saw an extremely familiar face.

His face.

"He" was tied to the hospital bed in a restraint gown, with something stuffed in his mouth, his eyes bulging out, and the bruises on his neck bulging, trying in vain to break free.

Beside him, his gray-haired and haggard-faced parents were arguing fiercely, Zhang Ning couldn't hear their voices, and he threw all his consciousness into it......

Without warning, Qiu Kuikui's red face turned in front of him: "Shangxian! You came out so soon?!"

Zhang Ning gasped unconsciously, although he no longer needed to breathe.

His face became extremely serious: "Cast another spell!"

Qiu Kuikui had never seen Zhang Ning's face so terrifying, and the coercion emanating from a middle-level cultivator almost made her unable to breathe. Qiu Kuikui blinked quickly: "This secret realm is the remains of the ancient battlefield, the handwriting of immortals, it can only be opened once every ten years, and you can face the most desired thing in your heart by peeking through the illusion......"

The coercion disappeared, and Qiu Kuikui secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Ning continued to ask in a low voice, "How do you know?"

"The ...... that has been passed down from generation to generation"

Zhang Ning didn't believe this statement very much, and when he was ready, he had to come back and re-investigate.

In order to reconfirm the route, Zhang Ning did not fly away first, but followed the two of them back to the Yuben Namin tribe the same way.

......

......

Slender white fingers with distinct knuckles hit the enter key of the red-axis dotted mechanical keyboard.

"Zhang Ning?" The slender hand rubbed the head of the huge black cat squatting next to him, and his clean and charming voice sounded, "What do you think of him?"

"Meow~"