Chapter 51

It's like a child.

"Who are you?"

Seeing that Song Nian and the King of the Underworld had not answered, he asked this again.

"I, we are ......"

At the end of the East China Sea, there are no outsiders.

A long time ago, there were no outsiders, and only the same immortal envoy was here, and this immortal envoy was responsible for the ancestor's diet and daily life, and the schedule.

At that time, there were only two people in the East China Sea.

Although it is a little lonely and lonely, when it comes to those years, most of them are still smooth and free.

Because of this, the man lived a very happy life.

Enma saw the eight-sided and exquisite people on weekdays, but now he opened his mouth.

"We were sent."

Enma spoke. Although this extreme of the East China Sea has nothing to do with most of the beings in the Three Realms, seeing the little fairy child in front of them now, it is not what they think about coming to this place.

"But the scattered immortals who were sent?"

The extreme of the East China Sea is not such a closed place now, and the current island owner of the extreme of the East China Sea, although he is not very enthusiastic about the three worlds of heaven, man and underworld, in the final analysis, he also lives in harmony and does not disturb each other.

Since the death of the first generation of the East China Sea Extreme Master Ancestral Immortal, the successor island owner has gradually opened up a little bit to the outside world. One after another, there have been a lot of scattered immortals here.

The human world or the immortal world, if you become a scattered immortal because of your cultivation or debasement, you can try your luck at the extreme of the East China Sea.

But most of the time, the owner of the island is not satisfied with the people.

But even so, the extreme of the East China Sea is also growing day by day, although the beings of the Three Realms are enemies, their forces are slowly gathering like this.

"Then come with me."

There was no suspicion of fraud, so the boy took the two of them into the extreme of the East China Sea. The place where they just stood was only the entrance to the extreme of the East China Sea, and the extreme of the East China Sea was gated. From the moment Song Nian stepped into this land, there was a lot of discomfort in his expression. Although it is small, it makes the king of the underworld beside him look at it.

It's not close to the gated place. The East China Sea is surrounded by a layer of immortal barriers, this immortal barrier is the ancestor of the year, he does not like to do the art of the sky at the beginning of this, so he uses this technique to build the immortal barrier, no matter the three realms of beings, whoever comes here must unload the art of flying in the sky, and walk to it steadily.

"I'll send you two to the skies."

Song Nian was thinking about those past things in that place, and when he heard this, his sad face since stepping into the East China Sea decreased a little, as if he was suddenly relieved.

"Thank you."

Enma came all the way and was very understanding, so most of the things that greeted the little fairy boy were answered by him.

"Stand here."

Song Nian and the King of the Underworld stood on top of the sky-conquering thing, looking down on the deep and verdant realm below.

In about a quarter of an hour, they were at the gatekeeper.

Like the immortal barrier, this place is also the barrier set up by the ancestor back then.

When the ancestor lived here, he was very happy, and he didn't want to ask the world anymore, and he only brought an immortal envoy to accompany him at that time. Since we don't let others disturb the pure place, it is natural to have a place to stop them.

This immortal barrier is along with this access control. The immortal barrier can stop a large number of people, if it can be stopped by the immortal barrier, naturally there is no qualification to enter the extreme of the East China Sea, if it passes through here, it is not to be overjoyed, this access is the most difficult place.

It's just because only one person knows the access control spell.

Song Nian watched the little boy in front of him put them down, then turned around and returned to the place where he had just picked them up.

In front of this door, only Song Nian was left with the king of the underworld, and the Enma saw that there was no one around, and there was no other suspicious place, and now the predecessors who were with him naturally recognized where this place was.

In this way, the Enma waited on the sidelines. Song Nian didn't notice Enma's movements, and he didn't blink an eye when he was put down by the little fairy child.

In the place of access control, he Song Nian naturally knew it, and he also knew the decryption method of access control.

But he couldn't go in.

Standing at this doorway, he was eager and timid.

It was not like a temporary abode for the ancestors, but more like a home, and he had been away from home for many years now, and this place was no longer the extreme of the East China Sea that he was familiar with, and the obvious change was more shocking to him than the scene he remembered.

Just as he could fly with Edgeworth, the change in the Extreme of the East China Sea is obvious.

This gated spell, he remembered.

Enma watched as the senior raised his finger, slowly rising to the top of his head, and then slowly put it on top of the gatekeeper.

But the man did not move.

There was no word in his mouth.

Without saying a word, Enma watched him in silence in this forbidden place.

It's ridiculous that he doesn't have the strength to go on.

"I'll come."

After hesitating for a long time, Enma looked at Song Nian's raised hand in front of him, and put it down again, and after repeating this many times, he never said a word.

"No, you don't."

Listening to Enma's words, Song Nian felt that his move was ridiculous, and it was too much.

What difference does it make if it is or is not his home? Even if he is, he is not the dominant ancestor now.

He is Song Nian, the Song Nian of the Underworld Conscience Shop.

He has a place to live—the underworld.

His home is also in the underworld. Those red dust pasts, all of them are scattered.

Thinking of this, Song Nianfang finally dissipated his mood since entering the extreme of the East China Sea. Reach over the gatekeeper, seal it, and then silently recite the mantra of the gatekeeper.

After the incantation was recited, the eyes were like a basin of calm and waveless water in front of the gatekeeper, and suddenly a stone was thrown into it, splashing a faint ripple.

The door was opening little by little, facing Song Nian and the Enma in front of the door.

I can open it.

This sentence was at the tip of Song Nian's heart, and there were ripples in circles.

There was no time for Song Nian to think: why the protective shield outside has changed, and this access control has arrived silently.

And in the crack of the door, as the door opened little by little, Song Nian suddenly seemed to be frozen by the magic.

Just because there was a man in the door who greeted him.

Even if he was just as thin as before, he could make Song Nian never move a step again.

"Why did you go for so long?"

This sound reached his ears, and he listened to most of the tones in his life, but in the end, it was this voice that won his heart the most.

In the future, everything he did fell apart with a bang.

The army was defeated.

"Who are you?"

Seeing Song Nian's mood swings again, naturally this reason could only be this one who appeared from inside the door.

The lake is green, reflecting the white face like jade, coupled with a polite, gentle and comfortable voice.

The skin and flesh are all hidden from people's eyes and ears, and it doesn't matter whether they are beautiful or ugly.

But there is a so-called comfort or not.

This person is comfortable.

"We're here to the end of the East China Sea."

The person who came looked them up and down, and when they saw Song Nian's eyebrows and eyes, they couldn't suppress their excitement, and they even observed it without changing their faces.

"Come with me."

After looking at it, he didn't say much, just this sentence, although it was short, the Enma was a little more expression on Song Nian's face beside Guan Zhi.

So three people, one in front of two behind. In the middle of this, the Enma came with Song Nian.

Even so, Song Nian's eyes pursued him all the way, even if he didn't know that the love of children in the world was long, and family affection was precious, he could see something.

"Rest here, and come back here when I'm done."

The implication of this language is naturally that he is busy now, and Song Nian needs to wait here for a while.

"It's okay, thank you."

The place where he led them into, standing alone, walked all the way, the Enma naturally observed the surroundings, but this place was all fantasy, and he couldn't have these things as some credentials.

"Whose ...... is this?"

Enma watched as the man who had led them had withdrawn, and there was no one else in the room, and he muttered what was on his mind.

"His name is Fan Wen, the owner of the extreme island of the East China Sea."

Enma never thought that all the silent seniors along the way were here, but now they made a tone here.

Fan Wen, the rumored owner of the East China Sea. Back then, with the ancestor of the East China Sea, the only immortal envoy - Fanwen. It is rumored that this person is the incarnation of a peacock, accompanied by the ancestor before his death, and after the death of the ancestor, he voluntarily broke away from the fairy world, lived in the extreme of the East China Sea for a long time, inherited the mantle of the ancestor, ruled the extreme of the East China Sea, and was the owner of the island.

Since then, he has never stepped out of the East China Sea.

Today, he has seen it.

No matter what the Enma is, just looking at the Song Nian and the present, you can know how deeply this mortal text has influenced it in the past years.

This statement is 10% true.

When Song Nian was the ancestor, he only raised two. A phoenix that has been reborn in Nirvana for thirty-three days and soars for nine days, and the other is the mortal text they see now.

Fanwen is a peacock.

The peacock clan, above the nine heavens, is second only to the phoenix among the divine birds. They are like phoenixes, with gorgeous postures, although they are not born with magic attributes like phoenixes, but they can practice exercises in this heavenly realm by virtue of the advantage that they are born as divine birds in the realm.

Although the Peacock Clan is now in its own vein, they are still inseparable from the Heavenly Realm.

But this does not include the mortal text.

He is just an ordinary one of the peacock clan, the peacock does not have the innate spell of the phoenix, so he can only worship under the immortal gods, do the immortal envoy position, and then follow the immortal god to learn the magic, and then make it strong.

Because of his soft temperament at that time, Xijing was assigned to the place where the ancestor was. The ancestor didn't like to be quiet, but when he was in the heavenly realm, he didn't like it, and this line actually made the group of immortal juniors mistakenly think that he was a person who liked to be quiet, so the peacock clan sent this quiet mortal text to the place where the ancestor lived.

On weekdays, he is accompanied by his ancestors, and he doesn't say much. Although he found out that he was a peacock, his habits were very different from those of peacocks.

The peacock is a gorgeous figure, and although his temperament is not as proud as that of a phoenix, he also likes to show his own life. The ancestor had only raised a phoenix before, so he didn't know the habits of the peacock, and he looked very different from the phoenix, and he was very well-behaved, so he took him more by his side.

But he never thought that after following him silently for many years, he would break with the Heavenly Realm and the Peacock Clan in such a stubborn manner.

"The island owner is invited, please come with me."

"me?"

"Yes, it's just you."