The place of origin, the place where the vegetation of the King Continent is the most dense and dense, and it is also the moist soil that is most likely to breed demons.

It was here that the Ark of Tomorrow first landed, and the wreckage still exists beneath the swamp. And the patron saint of the wreckage is Venerable Nuwa.

Back then, when the Ark of Tomorrow landed on this unknown planet, due to the frequent time and space jumps, it unfortunately tore the wormhole over the planet, and the daylight and air on the planet continued to lose and were sucked into the wormhole.

Venerable Nuwa found the seven-colored stone and used a great secret method to repair it in time, so that the human beings who fled the earth had to start life again on this new land.

In order to replenish the number of human beings as soon as possible, in this beautiful and pure land, Venerable Nuwa used earth and water, as well as the secret method of Wushang, to pinch out the natives of the first king continent, followed by the second, and then the third...... The eleventh thousand. Gradually, her body began to decline, her secret methods began to weaken, and she no longer believed in her own powers......

In the end, she handed over the glorious mission of protecting the wreckage and the place of origin to the young man with three eyes, Yang Jian.

"Hey, big brother, this wine is so sweet, my father brought it from the Western Regions, you can also taste it." A boy with Hot Wheels on his feet, a Qiankun ring around his neck, a Chaotian Aya around his arm, and a fire-tipped spear stuck in his back, handed Yang Jian a glass of blood-red wine.

"Nezha, how old are you to dare to drink, did you steal it from your father?" Yang Jian feigned anger.

"Absolutely not, my father is thousands of miles away in Chang'an City, how can I trek through mountains and rivers and work tirelessly to steal a glass of wine!" Nezha's expression was cute, pretending to be aggrieved.

"Your Hot Wheels, one longitudinal is 88,000 miles, going to Chang'an City to steal a glass of wine, it's not a piece of cake, it's easy to come by, and you dare not admit it! By the way, did Jiang Ziya's grandfather's fish hook be bent by you? Yang Jian continued to interrogate.

"I don't know where his old man is fishing, how can he be bent by me, someone must have framed me!" Nezha grimaced at Yang Jian, then sat down and began to play with his fire-tipped spear.

"I practice the secret method passed on to me by Venerable Nuwa every day, and I have to find time to teach you this little ghost, it's really a short life!" Yang Jian sighed.

"Big brother, can you teach me the secret method, I won't be lazy!" Nezha's eyes showed curiosity and eagerness.

"Absolutely not, Venerable Nuwa said that your body is too small to withstand the soul backlash brought by the secret method!" Yang Jian began to get serious.

"Humph! I'm 12 years old and I'm already an adult, why not? Nezha tilted his head in defense.

"Wait until you grow a beard, I'll go out to inspect the Wreckage Land." Yang Jian got up impatiently and went out.

"Big brother, take me, I'm faster than the demons, I can help you chase it." Nezha became excited.

"Call Mengqi next door, and you will know how to sleep all day long." Yang Jian reproached shallowly.

"Okay, wake up with my fire-tipped gun." Nezha laughed.

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A group of three people passed through the hidden vitality cannon and came together to the "wreckage land" deep in the forest. They saw that in the center of the wreckage, a patchwork of unique mechanisms was running in an orderly manner, and there was a faint orange light in the center of the mechanism, which continued to spread outward.

Squirming in the grass......

"Who's hiding there, get out of here!" Yang Jian became vigilant. Nezha took up the Hot Wheels and went there in an instant, but there was no one, only a cloud of white smoke.

Yang Jian rushed over and asked quickly, "Do you see who it is?"

Nezha said with a depressed face: "I haven't seen anyone since I got here, only a white smoke."

"I heard Grandpa Jiang mention that this is Fusang's hidden technique. The man was so well hidden that he didn't even notice him. Yang Jian was slightly skeptical.

"So what's next, where to catch him?" Nezha began to panic, and even Mengqi's eyes next to him widened.

"The Fusang hermit must have come for the wreckage of the ark, Mengqi and I are now going to Grandpa Jiang to ask for knowledge about Fusang concealment. Nezha, you go to Jixia Academy now, and beg Mr. Old Master to send disciples to build more Yuan Qi cannons for us. Yang Jian's words were hurried.

"Also, don't tell Venerable Nuwa about this matter first, I'm worried that it will deepen her weakness!"

Nezha and Mengqi nodded.

After speaking, the three of them began to act.