Chapter 3 Swallows on the Edge of the Clouds

Jiang Xingpan sat on the jet-black stone, covered with blood-red light, especially his eyes, the light was even more stunning, and if you looked closely, you would find that there was a golden bean above his head that was spinning and rotating, releasing a faint golden light, and the white finch was gone.

The golden bean is full of light, like the size of a mung bean, but the inside is a different world, Jiang Xing's spirit looked at the unfamiliar environment around him in amazement, the pitch-black moss growing on the plain covered the entire space, at a glance, it was very quiet, there was no trace of wind, Jiang Xing's back stirred up a layer of cold sweat, the weird atmosphere made him a little scared, he remembered that he fell under the Wanqing Cliff, he thought he would die, but he didn't expect to enter such a strange and strange environment.

"This is, under the Daqing Mountain?" Jiang Xing muttered to himself, carefully looking around, a layer of energy covered the whole body, and he had to do his best to protect himself from harm in an unknown situation, this was the first experience that the master taught him when he first entered the mountain. Squatting down, looking at the black moss growing close to the ground, he was puzzled, "Senior Brother Chen of the Elixir Shop in Qingshui City seems to have gotten a piece of this moss a year ago, called Fu Forbidden Grass, and one piece cost the sum of the income of the Elixir Shop for three years, and later gave it to Shizun, I heard that it can subdue demons and ban evil spirits" Jiang Xing carefully compared it and determined that this was Fu Forbidden Grass, so he completely forgot that this was a mysterious unknown realm, and turned into a hard-working farmer, and his body was full of pockets that could be filled.

"Huh, so much is estimated to be able to buy half of Qingshui City, hahaha" No wonder Jiang Xing is a money fan, he was originally born in poverty, he often couldn't eat enough when he was young, and later followed the master to practice, the first establishment of the sect Everyone got limited resources, and his ability to achieve the mortal body mainly depends on his own natural physique, so poverty is his natural stubborn disease.

"Ahem"

"Ahem"

Jiang Xing coughed and cleared his throat, but he was suddenly stunned, and between the lightning and fire, invisible energy filled his body, and while he suddenly turned behind him, he quickly retreated, and instantly opened a distance of two hundred steps.

"Tut-tut, the three Tibets are in ruins, the spiritual platform is covered with dust, and the soul is also full of holes, but there is such a strong body and terrifying fighting consciousness, I don't believe in fate, I don't respect heaven and earth, I don't stain the cause and effect of reincarnation, but today I also feel the magic of creation."

A voice for no reason reached Jiang Xing's ears, revealing a sense of antiquity and vicissitudes, thick but ethereal, as if it had the magic power to penetrate people's hearts.

"Don't look for it, I'm thousands of miles away from this world, and your current cultivation is not enough to walk here. ”

"Boy Daqingshan Jiang Xing, may I ask who the senior is?

"Surname Jiang? Interesting surname, there was a group of people surnamed Jiang in those years..... Oh ha, it's really old, what are you talking about. This place is just a prison, and I, a prisoner's ear!"

"Prison?"

"That's right, Prison! An ancient place that existed from time immense ago is now only a corner of it. The young sect must have brought you to this world to ask for the seventh volume of the Wonder Sutra, the Creation Bell. Yes, yes, your heaven and man are declining, your life is broken, and only the creation bell in this world can help you change your life against the sky, and when you were a young man, you were obsessed with the sacred, and you did a lot of wrong things for this strange scripture, maybe this book was really contaminated with ominous, back then...... Alas, young man, there is some cause and effect between your life and this scripture, and perhaps you are the one who should rob this scripture. Today, I passed it on to you, and the old man also had a knot in his heart!"

Before the words fell, Jiang Xing was infected by a grand tragic emotion, and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, "Hahaha, the wind is a hundred battles, the strong man is decapitated, the day the city is broken, death is death! Death is the place! Jiang Xiaoyou, the old man was a deserter back then, if you can go to the border state of the cloud realm in the future, please pay tribute to the millions of heroic souls on my behalf, and I wish you the punishment, and I will die today!"

"Boom, boom" Jiang Xing's eyes were covered with brilliant silver light, and the pitch-black forbidden grass all over the ground was also dyed with a layer of silver light, and a feeling of the world collapsing was breeding in his heart, and the "collapse" brain seemed to have a blood vessel bursting, and Jiang Xing fell heavily.

Outside the golden bean, Jiang Xing, who was on the plate, was covered in red light, and spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"This is the bottom of Daqing Mountain, just now, what is that?" Jiang Xing looked around curiously, overgrown with weeds, taller than a person, if it weren't for the fact that this big black stone was very tall, he would have buried the weeds.

"It's strange, my body, no injuries, even if my physique is different from ordinary people, I won't recover so quickly" Just as I was strange, I suddenly heard a scream, and the sound was clearly coming from my own head!!

"Smack"

"Oops"

A golden bean floated in front of him, and Jiang Xing looked at it with a sense of tallness in the face of the old man he had just met. Dispelling this strange feeling from his mind, Jiang Xing observed for a moment, and moved his fingers to hold the golden bean in his hand, but as soon as he touched it, there was a powerful and irresistible force that shook his entire arm away.

"This god is something that a mortal like you can touch" a, well, a cheap voice came out of this golden bean.