Time flies by without even realizing it.

On the Xingchen Peak, the wind chanted on a whim, put down the pen in his hand, and looked at the night sky with deep eyes, the stars were shining, and the light was in full view.

The thrilling battle with the Upper Realm Immortals ten years ago seemed to have happened yesterday. Every detail has been deeply imprinted, and sometimes there are ripples in the mind, making people feel chills behind their backs.

In the battle with the Canglan Immortal Venerable, Feng Yin and the rest of the True Monarchs only joined the battle group halfway after being alerted. The battle was not long, and there were no rounds in total: Hetu led the other four to use Kyushu Tubu to put them in a cage, and then was broken through by Canglan, and then forced his opponent up to the sky, while Wang Wu, who was waiting on the sky, smashed it down with a mountain and fell into the Netherworld...... In just a few rounds, all of them walked a few laps between life and death.

If Feng Yin hadn't detected the opponent's surprise attack in time and used the Star Divine Sword to strike first, maybe the people of Hetu Dao would have been plotted by the Yin and Yang Hands, and the entire Kyushu Map would have fallen apart. If it weren't for the fact that when he collided head-on with the Yin and Yang hands, he left a few true yuan protectors, I am afraid that he would not be able to stop the struggle of the vicissitudes. And if Wang Wu failed to wait at a high place first, blocking the way of Canglan, then there would be no one to control Canglan after rushing into the Gangfeng layer.

It's really dangerous, it can be said that just a little bit, the Kyushu continent will slide into the abyss, but after all, it's over.

It's been ten years.

Ten years have passed since that battle, and a lot has happened in the meantime.

For example......

"Mom, Mom, hurry up, you can't catch up with the magic shuttle!"

There is a secluded town at the foot of the Tibetan green mountains, in an elegant courtyard in the middle of the array, and a little girl wearing a beautiful felt hat at the door, anxiously waving her arms to urge her mother. A moment later, a young woman walked out of the courtyard, carrying a small leather bag, took the girl's little hand, unfolded a light veil from the bag, and drove the two of them to fly lightly, towards a tall tower outside the town.

At the top of the tower was a large platform where many people had gathered. The mother and daughter found a place with few people to stand and wait, the little girl was lively, and after a while, she couldn't bear the loneliness and wanted to run around, but she was stopped by her mother.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for a shuttle to fly like lightning in the sky, and after stopping at the edge of the platform, the side hatches opened, revealing a spacious interior. A middle-aged monk walked out and said loudly: "Zangqingshan Station has arrived, please hurry up and get up and down." ”

People who have been waiting on the platform for a long time began to board the shuttle one after another, which is about 30 zhang long from the outside, and only four or five battles at the widest point, and the shape looks slender and slender. But the interior is actually a spacious space of hundreds of zhang square, which can accommodate thousands of people, and after the passengers from Zangqing Mountain came up, it didn't make the shuttle look crowded.

It didn't take long for the shuttle to start slowly, and in a short time it climbed to its top speed, which was like lightning. The little girl lay on the transparent window on the side of the shuttle, looking at the scene of the rapid retreat outside the window with great interest, and was fascinated.

Most of the passengers who boarded the shuttle at Zangqingshan Station were monks from the Tibetan Qing School, and their cultivation was between practicing qi and building a foundation, so this kind of cultivation naturally could not talk about any imperial sword flying immortals. And the straight-line speed of this magic shuttle is comparable to the flight of Yuanying Real Edgeworth, which is already unimaginable high speed for them.

It's just that Kyushu is big enough to make most of the so-called high-speed seem meaningless. The magic shuttle flew for most of the hour, and he didn't even go out of the Yunzhou boundary where the Tibetan Qingshan Mountain was located.

After all, the little girl didn't have sex, and soon got bored, and asked by the window, "Mom, when will you get to the Netherworld?" ”

"Don't worry, it'll be here soon."

"How fast is it?" The little girl was a little dissatisfied with her mother's perfunctory behavior, and shook her hand to make it clear.

When the mother was smiling bitterly, the middle-aged flight attendant passing by replied with a smile: "There is still an hour, little sister, don't worry." ”

"Well, all right......" the little girl visibly grimaced.

"Hehe, you can't wait for a moment like this? It's better than this, there is a model of the giant god soldier on this magic shuttle, I'll get it for you to play, right? ”

"Yes, yes!"

The mother was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Excuse me, how much does it cost to rent the Giant God Soldier model?" ”

"No money, it's a special offer from Bensso." The flight attendant smiled generously, then retrieved a humanoid toy model more than a foot long and shimmering metallic around from the workshop. It was handed over to the little girl.

This kind of model is usually only liked by boys, but the little girl's eyes light up when she sees the model, and she is almost drooling.

The model is made by imitating the world-famous giant god soldiers, and every joint around the body can be moved and extended, if the user has cultivation, the mana is infused into the model, and there can be more complex changes, which belongs to the professional version, and the price is high. It's a pity that the little girl hasn't started to practice yet, so she can't use those complications.

Game time always flies, and after a while, the Shuttle stops in front of a mountain. The voice of the flight attendant echoed in the shuttle: "Passengers, the Netherworld Mountain Station has arrived, please bring your belongings and prepare to get off the shuttle......"

The little girl reluctantly returned the model of the giant god soldier, and soon attracted the attention of the scenery outside the shuttle, and jumped and dragged her mother forward.

Outside the shuttle is also a tall tower platform. It's just that it's much bigger than the tall tower at the foot of the Tibetan green mountains. And the platform is divided into multiple layers, and there are a number of shuttles docked at the edge of each layer, and the shuttles are large and small, and the body size is about 100 zhang long, which is magnificent and magnificent. And after the passengers on the shuttle walked down, they quickly gathered together.

On the platform, there were already monks in eye-catching costumes, floating in the air in advance - the platform forbade anyone else to fly, so it was very eye-catching.

Those monks are not particularly profound, but they all have quite a good affinity, which makes people feel good at first sight.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the Netherworld Mountain Fight against Fallen Immortals Memorial Hall, I am the tour guide He Yuanshan here, everyone can call me Xiao He to ......"

Xiao He said as he flew towards the depths of the Netherworld Mountain. The Netherworld Mountain, originally a barren mountain known as a forbidden place, has been fully developed in recent years, with a high platform built outside the mountain where you can dock a shuttle, and the inside of the mountain has been hollowed out to become a world-famous memorial hall, which attracts thousands of people every year.

"We all know that there is a very powerful enemy in the Kyushu Continent called the Fallen Immortals. This word has been very hot in recent years, but in fact, as early as tens of thousands of years ago, some people realized the existence of fallen immortals and began a long journey of struggle...... First of all, let's come to the Honghuang Pavilion and learn about the story of the Kyushu Continent's fight against the fallen immortals in that era......"

The memorial hall displays a large number of antiquities and materials. Most of them are the legacies left by the earth immortals in the tombs of the immortals. That's the evidence they spent so much effort gathering back then. From the time of the flood to theirs, there are all kinds of materials. In the skillful commentary of the tour guide, tourists are immersed in the washing of the long river of history......

"Mom, when will we be able to get to the Trapping Immortal Array?"

Just as people were quietly listening to Xiao He's explanation, a little girl's voice seemed very attention-grabbing.

The little girl's mother nodded apologetically at the others, looking embarrassed. At this time, the tour guide Xiao He smiled: "Actually, I think it's not just this little sister, everyone should be a little can't wait to see the most important part of this memorial." Fortunately, our previous content is basically over, so I'll take you to the Trapped Immortal Array to see the living fallen immortals! Please be mentally prepared and don't be too surprised~"

Along the winding passage inside the Netherworld, the group soon came to an open and spacious place.

"Let's look below, the person who was sitting cross-legged and motionless is a fallen immortal, his name is Canglan, and he once forcibly descended on Kyushu and almost caused a great disaster. But don't be afraid, he has been completely sealed, trapped in the gap between time and space. For him, the past 10,000 years in the outside world are just like a breath of time. It's just that his breath will never end, in a sense, it's like a dead man. ”

As he spoke, Xiao He suddenly landed on the ground, then picked up a broken stone and threw it at Canglan, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, and hit him on the head.

"Look, there won't be any problems."

"Huh!? Can you throw stones?! One tourist exclaimed incredulously, "What if I wake him up?" ”

Xiao He smiled: "Don't worry, the Trapping Immortal Array is still there, and he won't wake up anyway." Peace of mind throwing is, people are also immortals, with our means, even if we use the strongest spell to bombard, we can't hurt half a hair. ”

"This, really?"

Xiao He nodded: "Of course, don't you see that there are instructions next to it?" That was written by Wang Lu Zhenren himself back then, can it be fake? ”

Everyone looked in the direction of Xiao He's finger, and saw that it was written on the wall: It's shameful to waste food, please don't throw food at will (please feel free to throw stones), and the handwriting is indeed Wang Lu's handwriting.

"In addition to throwing stones, you can also paint on him at will, such as drawing turtles and insulting words. However, there is an additional charge for this, and then the staff will take you to paint close-up, if necessary, you can tell me, I will contact you. Because supply exceeds demand, the current market is one word ten thousand spirit stones. It can be reserved for you for the day. Every night, there will be a staff member to clean up the body. ”

"One word of 10,000 spirit stones, only one day, it's too expensive, right?"

"The other party is also an immortal, and if you can leave a word on an immortal, ten thousand spirit stones are not expensive at all."

And when Xiao He was bargaining with the tourists, the little girl said loudly: "Mom, I think that uncle seems to have words on him!" ”

Xiao He smiled: "Little sister's eyesight is really good, that's right, Wang Lu Zhenren wrote on him at the earliest, and we can't paint these words...... Belch. When he followed the little girl's gaze and saw the words on Canglan's body, he suddenly felt that he couldn't speak.

The little girl flashed her innocent eyes: "I know that word, it is an upright word!" But why write orthography on that uncle's ass? And there is still an orthography that has not been written, what does this mean? ”

“……”

Beside the immortal array, there was a deathly silence, and everyone didn't know how to answer such a question.