At first, Yan Jiu thought that Hai Chao was crazy, but later he felt that he was looking for something. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"What are you looking for?"

"Xiuyun, bag." The sea confused replied without raising his head.

Yan Jiu looked at the storage bag in his hand, and then looked at the excavated sea confusion, "The bag you are talking about, is it a storage bag similar to this one?" ”

"Xiuyun, many things, bags." Although Hai Yu's small hands are white and tender, they can dig up a large piece of gravel every time.

"Bags!" Hai Yu exclaimed, her face was full of joy that could not be concealed, she was lying in the deep dirt pit, but she took out a storage bag from it.

Yan Jiu thought that there would be an unexpected gain, but because the storage bag was too old, it looked a little worn, and the contents were estimated to be difficult to preserve.

But it was very happy, it untied the storage bag, reversed the entire bag, and shook it off twice.

A pile of stuff poured all over the ground, filling this small area to the brim.

But it's mostly just useless stuff.

For example, the elixir that has lost its aura, the talisman seal, the broken fragments of the magic weapon, and a few that were originally preserved are still intact, but the fragrant jade died in the simple and rough shaking of the sea confusion.

However, the most in that bag were those gray-white spirit stones that had no spiritual energy.

The owner who buried it probably didn't expect that this bag would not see the light of day until tens of millions of years later.

Hai Yu didn't guess that there would be so many things inside, but it was only stunned for a moment, and then stepped on the "debris" all over the ground and walked towards Xiuyun's bones.

These things on the ground are far less important than Xiuyun on the side.

But for Yan Jiu, these bits and pieces in front of him are the most important.

She didn't believe it, if it was just on the ground, why was that storage bag so hidden, obviously there must be something else hidden in it.

While wiping his tears with his sleeves, Hai Yu carefully picked up the white bones on the ground, how did its Xiuyun become like this.

"Haha, look here!" Xiuyun pointed to an island and said to Hai Yu, who was wandering in the sea with him.

"Shall we just settle on that island? It's so full of rocks that no one would have thought we'd be here. ”

Hai Yu stayed in the sea water, watching Xiuyun set foot on that island, why did he go ashore? The sun is so strong, there is no water, and I am even more dry.

It hid alone in the sea and waited for two days, but in these two days, Xiuyun did not appear, and Hai Yu lay in the water, counting the pearl jellyfish that swam in front of him.

If Xiuyun doesn't appear again, it will return to the sea and never come out again, huh...... Don't show up for at least three days!

But then, it found that it was not as sad as it imagined when it went ashore.

"Are you in a hurry?" Xiu Yun patted Hai Yu's shell, "Cleaning up a home is much more complicated than I imagined." ”

"You'll love it, though!" Xiuyun picked up Hai Qi and took it to their home on land......

"Xiuyun ......"

Looking at the sea confusion that the tears have not stopped from the beginning to the end, Yan Jiu shook his head helplessly, this sea confusion is really "made of water".

Suddenly, Yan Jiu stopped flapping her fingers, and she found a neatly stacked magic robe, which was particularly conspicuous in the chaos on the floor.

That vestment was no different from other debris that had lost its aura, and even looked a little like mortal clothing, but it was such an ordinary garment, but it was very well preserved.

Yan Jiu picked up the magic robe, and as soon as he mentioned it, he saw a booklet fall out of the clothes.

Yan Jiu glanced at Hai Yu, who was still picking up the bones, and finally picked up a booklet, which was not big, but the size of a palm, and there was no inscription on the yellowed cover.

Only if you don't want people to know the contents, you won't inscribe the cover, but if you don't want people to know, why just put it in a piece of clothing? Don't even have a protective circle?

Yan Jiu decided to open it and take a look......

On the third day of January, it was sunny.

Today Master is going to retreat, Senior Brother asked me to go and see Master, but I didn't go, five days ago I saw the vision of Master dying in Advance, I didn't tell Master, because no one would believe it except that it would make people think that he had ulterior motives.

I decided to work hard to cultivate swordsmanship, and strive to go down the mountain as soon as possible to practice, I know that the Xuantian Sword Sect will usher in the fall, and that day is getting closer and closer.

On the fifteenth day of the spring month, it was cloudy.

I was still practicing swordsmanship, but my senior sister came in and told me with a sad face that my master was gone.

Even though I had known that this would be the case, I still felt a little sad.

And because of the death of the master, I and the other brothers and sisters were transferred to the disciple of the head of the family.

I was worried, because Master Master was a very ambitious person, and I felt that he might be the one who brought the Xuantian Sword Sect to destruction.

The twenty-first day of the winter month is cloudy.

Today, the Sect Master of the Xuantian Sword Sect, that is, my new master, gathered all the sword cultivators under his sect and wanted to go to fight against the Sunset Sword Sect.

I thought it was ridiculous for me to move a sect to fight just because the disciples of the Sunset Sword Sect were provocative, and I could clearly see the ambition flashing in the sect master's eyes.

I advised my brothers not to go, but they questioned me, they said that I had "changed", and even my sister said that I was becoming more and more cold-blooded.

It's hard to describe how I felt at that moment, because in them I saw the illusion of their tragic death......

Yan Jiu turned a page, and it was obvious that this was a diary, or a codex, and the owner of the codex was Xiuyun.

"It can foretell death...... Could it be—the Prophet? Yan Jiu held the codex thoughtfully.

Although there are only a few words in the records of the prophet in the Yunxian realm, it has left a strong mark for no other reason, because the prophet can predict the moment of death.

Maybe it's a sect, maybe it's a human, maybe it's a demon beast, or even a fairy world.

As long as they are involved with the prophets, they can predict the moment when everything in heaven and earth will die.

Yan Jiu looked at Xiuyun, who was paralyzed on the side of the mountain wall.

There is only one prophet in the records of the Yunxian Realm, and that is the originator of the Tianji Pavilion.

It's just that people didn't expect that on this nameless island, it was Yan Jiu who saw the second place, although he only had a pile of white bones left.

At this time, most of the white bones had been collected by the sea, and the mural stone carvings covered by the white bones finally revealed his full picture.

It was a somewhat disorganized stone carving, and at first glance it looked like someone was scribbling to vent his anger, but Yan Jiu frowned at it.

She walked over and looked closely. This time, she could see clearly where the confusion of the portrayal was, and it was clear that the two pictures were portrayed together.