Jiang Hai was disappointed by watching, because he couldn't see anything at all, except for the two fingers of his right hand standing together, there was no posture at all, and the most important thing was that this idol had no head.

The neck was cut off in unison, and layers of ash can be seen above, although the appearance is integrated with the whole god, and if you don't look carefully, you think that there is no head, but the god statue is headless, so his head has been cut off for an unknown number of years, so it will become what it is now.

But who dares to make a move on the idol? Who is this idol, is it a Taoist immortal god?

Many doubts could not be answered, Jiang Hai came back to his senses and found that the sky was dark, and before he knew it, the seventh day was about to pass, so it seemed that the drunken madman would not return home again today.

What is he going to do, doesn't he not go out of the broken temple on weekdays?

Jiang Hai then remembered that he smelled a faint smell of gunpowder smoke when he was poured into the spirits, and he had done it with someone! Just like three years ago, he went to a forbidden area to 'get' the magic medicine in order to save himself?

When he returned to this place with his world-like body, he could still smell the smell of gunsmoke, which undoubtedly showed the fierceness of the battle, but where did he go to the forbidden area, was it not the Demon Moon Land in the rear?

The doubts were also unanswered, and they could only wait for his return to ask again.

Tonight is a long night, because the vision of the river and the sea has expanded, because of the present appearance of the god, and because of the pain that is absent.

I don't know why as time passes, the broken temple is getting quieter and quieter, although it is not suffocating quiet, but it is also a little abnormal, so the time is not late at night, and it is deep in the mountains and mountains, how can there not be a trace of sound, and even the wind is not enough.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, and if you want to investigate, but the range of physical activity is really limited, you can only stop there, or look at the headless god and continue to count in order to fall asleep quickly and welcome the next day.

Gradually, the pain went away, and the medicinal effect of the same wine reached its maximum as before, and it was also the time when Jiang Hai was the most comfortable, and he should be sleepy at this moment on weekdays, but today he is getting more and more energetic.

Something must have gone wrong today!

Thinking about it, it can only be the idol of the god, although it was painful a few days ago, it will not lose sleep, but it appeared today, because I saw the whole picture of the idol in a headless state!

Looking at the idol in the dark, it was almost impossible to see clearly, the general outline under the moonlight was a little crazy, Jiang Hai, who had experienced several life and death, was naturally not afraid, but made him even more curious about this headless statue.

Subconsciously opening his divine sense to probe caused a burst of pain, but the warmth in the next moment suppressed the pain, or the effect of the spirit, but it also made Jiang Hai understand a little, and now he seems to have wasted his cultivation.

I can't feel the slightest trace of true qi, and the connection is also a stone sinking into the sea, let alone strength or something.

It's really big! I can only retract my unrealistic ideas while sighing.

If there really is something wrong with this idol, will the old man not know? ’

The suspicion has gone, and Jiang Hai finally fell asleep. Green mountains and green waters, the breeze is not dry, quiet and peaceful, comfortable and empty.........

"Dut...... Toot"

Sections of very regular and soft sounds come out, always echoing in Jiang Hai's ears, such an environment does not show a trace of abruptness, more like the whisper of a person of the opposite sex in your ear, just to let you sleep more soundly.

But who is Jiang Hai?

He struggled to break free from the long-awaited sleepiness and opened his eyes, because of all kinds of abnormalities. Where does the wind come from in the quiet, where does the whispering come from? At that moment, there is no desire, nothing to want, and it cannot be a dream!

The moment he opened his eyes, he really saw something special, it was a little light at the severed head of the statue, what was that?

Maybe it was sensing Jiang Hai's opening of his eyes, and the light was dimmed at the same time, it was spiritual, and it was related to the statue of the god?

The next moment, Jiang Hai realized that he was thinking too much, and the light appeared again, very faint and less than one-tenth of the brightness of the oil lamp, but the light was moving, and it slowly moved a few inches under Jiang Hai's gaze.

Is this a firefly?

After watching it a few times, I realized that it was really a firefly, but this light was a little special and not what I saw on a daily basis.

Do you want to think too much?

Just when Jiang Hai wanted to close his eyes, he caught a glimpse of something unusual, there was a smiling face like a shadow, this discovery completely disturbed his sleepiness, Jiang Hai looked at it with wide eyes, and found that the smiling face was gone!

That moment was casual but absolutely real, there must have been a face that appeared at that moment, a face that had never been seen before, the cheeks of this idol?

After looking closely, I realized that the many fireflies had flown to another place, and the statue was still empty, so it was caused by the fireflies?

With the dispersion of that light, many fireflies also dispersed, and they all flew out of the field of vision of Jiang Hai, although the fireflies were special, but the insects were not abnormal, so it was still a problem with the idol, or this light could cause the idols to react.

Light?

If Jiang Hai had naturally had a way to make some light sources before, but now he could only watch, looking forward to another change in the statue.

Time passed in anticipation of minutes and seconds, and there was no other abnormality except for the limited one, so another moment passed, and he fell asleep again in boredom.

The strangeness of this sleep has resurfaced, first the mountains and rivers are murmuring, and then the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, from high to low, from far to near, there are countless inaudible sounds coming out, as if they are in the ears and as if only in the mind, illusory and real.

The beeping sound I heard before was the clearest, as if someone was coming from a distance on a tall horse, but this distance was really far away, and the prefix was still hundreds of millions in years and months, so it felt really mysterious.

This is not an illusion, Jiang Hai's consciousness is extremely clear, all this is happening, but now he just can't open his eyes, he only feels that his double eyelids weigh tens of millions of catties, which is a weight that he can't bear, let alone the broken body now.

This is the most uncomfortable between awake and half-awake, all because of a few glances at the statue?

"Kill, the heavens and all the domains have been destroyed, the hell and the heavenly court have been destroyed, how can Kunlun be reproduced if you don't kill the sky and the earth?"

......

"Uh...... Yes...... I can't find out now, but in this life, in this life, in this life, in this life, in this life, I will definitely find you, even if it is traced back to the beginning, even if it is to find reincarnation!"

......

Bursts of angry roars, mixed with sonorous and powerful oaths, but I couldn't hear any clue at all, only knowing that something big had happened, because the hatred in it was not shared, and because there were other sounds.

The sound of drums resounded in all directions, the sound of trumpets spread throughout the heavens and the earth, and there were layers of energy fluctuations, although there was no picture that could only be heard and felt, but it was undoubtedly an earth-shattering battle.

The fluctuation of that energy was unprecedented, and it only made Jiang Hai feel creepy, this was not a positive touch, but a little feeling had such power, and the strength of the warring sides could be imagined.

Could it be that it is an existence like the Demon Lord and the Holy Emperor?

It's a pity that Jiang Hai can't see and can't get up to find the source of all this, he can only guess that all this is related to the idol, because he only looked at him a few more times today.

The time that followed was spent in these many sounds, everything was between the real and the unreal, and what Jiang Hai really remembered were three special sounds, one was the thunder like a landslide, the other was the sound of a heavy object falling into the water, and the subsequent stormy waves.

And Jiang Hai completely fell asleep in this lullaby-like movement, and his tense nerves unconsciously relaxed.

"Knock ......"

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground woke Jiang Hai, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the sky had just broken down, and then he saw the drunken man, which was the sound of his arrival.

"Old man, why did you make it like this, didn't you steal someone's things and catch them and be chased and beaten by others with the soles of their shoes?"

Jiang Hai asked jokingly when he saw the drunken madman like this.

Because now the appearance of the drunken mad Daoist is really embarrassed, the hair seems to have been split by thunder, not to mention the root handstand, wisps of white smoke float out from the root of the hair from time to time, the original fairy wind Dao bone is gone, and there is not much difference from his usual sloppy state, but Jiang Hai knows that it is not that state, because this robe will only appear when he manifests his true body.

As he guessed before, he must have made a move with someone, and the strength of the other party is extremely strong, with his strength, he will fall to such a point.

Jiang Hai replied with a blank eye, and another slap, the force was much greater than yesterday, as if he was angry.

"Yes, boy, I know that you won't die so easily, your body is still slowly recovering. ”

Finally hearing the good news, Jiang Hai hurriedly asked, "Isn't it that I'm going to be cured?"

"Thinking too much, you still want to recover in this state, foolish dreams! Besides, if it is so easy to recover, Lao Tzu still needs to run all the way to grab things with others?"

"Grab something?"

"Hey, grab something with an old friend, but the old guy is too strong and old-fashioned, and it won't help to ask for it three times and twice. ”

"What is it that deserves to make such a fuss about?"

Only then did the drunken madman look at Jiang Hai, and the light in his eyes showed that this thing was not simple at all.

Under Jiang Hai's gaze, I saw his lips tremble and spit out three words: "Saint... Yuan... Fruit!"

Jiang Hai was completely dumbfounded after hearing this, he actually went to grab the Holy Yuan Fruit, what is the effect of that thing Jiang Hai is not clear, it can be said to be the most powerful medicine in the world now, although it is not as good as some legendary magic medicines, holy medicines, but the effect is also amazing, it has the effect of reshaping the body with white bones and raw flesh.

Of course, he had only heard of it and had never seen it, so he also had no idea what kind of ability the Saint Yuan Fruit was.

In this way, it can be regarded as a complete understanding, this old man is really helping himself, just to recover, but Jiang Hai is puzzled: Who is in charge of the Shengyuan Fruit?