Chapter Eighty-Four: Unbelievable Speculation
"What's wrong?" Seeing Jiuyan stop, Liu Yang suddenly leaned over and asked.
As if he hadn't heard Liu Yang's words, Jiuyan looked at the swamp with an extremely focused expression.
"You don't want to walk over, do you?" Liu Yang was startled.
"What else do you think I can do?" Jiuyan didn't think about it, and scolded in a low voice.
"Are you crazy?" Liu Yang's face changed slightly: "It's a swampy land for hundreds of miles, a nest of demon beasts, and maybe there are guys who transcend the real realm."
Liu Yang's face was a little ugly, so straightforward, it must be undoubted, and it was passed through from below, and the demon beasts he encountered must be a bunch of them, after all, he was a bard, and it was normal for people to subconsciously avoid this situation.
"Do you have a better way?" said Jiuyan, frowning and glaring at him.
"Wait a minute, I still have a friend coming," Liu Yang said.
"En?" Jiuyan was stunned and stared at Liu Yang up and down: "Are you prepared for daring?"
"Nonsense, that friend of mine said he had a way to cross the swamp, you wait for him"
Jiuyan didn't say anything after hearing this, nodded, and then looked at the swamp again.
Disappearing history, what kind of existence are you?Jiuyan looked at the swamp with an extremely serious expression.
The turquoise sludge water filled the entire swamp, and the surface was not very dense with patches of green lotus, but in the depths of the swamp where the fog was hidden, you could still see willow trees growing in the center, entangled by the mist, only revealing a branch and a half of willows hanging down, and its body could not be seen clearly.
The entire swamp was filled with a sense of depression, Jiuyan looked carefully, his expression was unprecedentedly focused, he seemed to have forgotten everything in the outside world, and his eyes were just the green swamp.
Suddenly, Jiu Yan seemed to feel something, and instantly raised his head to look at the depths of the mist, his black eyes were extremely bright, as if he could penetrate the depths of the swamp.
"Do you feel it?" said Jiuyan as he looked at the swamp.
"Nothing?" Liu Yang wondered.
Nothing?How could this be?Jiuyan frowned, his eyes staring into the depths of the swamp.
"Do you feel that the whole swamp is weird?" asked Jiuyan again.
Liu Yang shook his head: "There's nothing strange about it, but there is a point, those fogs seem to be si, and they have never moved."
"Oh?" Jiuyan, who was reminded by Liu Yang's words, suddenly seemed to think of something.
"Those fogs really don't move, how can this be? is there some force looking down?" Jiuyan muttered to himself.
"Probably not, why do I look like a living organism?" Liu Yang muttered quietly.
"Organisms?" Jiuyan exclaimed in an instant, his face changing slightly.
The two of them remembered and immediately exclaimed.
"Could it be that it has existed for tens of millions of years, and has given birth to spiritual wisdom?" Liu Yang looked at the mist in disbelief, and his feet were a little sluggish.
The spirit god who gave birth to the spirit of wisdom, Jiu Yan's eyes widened, he was shocked, the creature that has survived for tens of millions of years, then its strength is beyond doubt, the age alone is enough to shock the entire Great Wilderness Realm, not to mention that it is also a spirit god, the rarest and most powerful type in heaven and earth.
"If it is really born of spiritual wisdom" Jiuyan felt his tongue dry, and he looked at the mist in a daze, and was shocked.
"God, what the hell am I doing?" Liu Yang cried, his face looked ugly, and his voice trembled a little: "Are we really going in?
An object that has existed for thousands of years, and has given birth to spiritual intelligence, after tens of millions of years of baptism, it is definitely the oldest existence, not to mention dealing with it, if a sage is here, I am afraid that he will flee here in an instant, and he will not even have the courage to turn back.
"If it really has spiritual intelligence, then its realm" Jiuyan swallowed at the foam, not daring to imagine.
"Tens of millions of years" Liu Yang said with difficulty, this number is like a string of astronomical numbers, people dare not imagine, thinking that tens of millions of years of cultivation can be imagined with their fingers, what kind of realm it is.
"Perhaps, my conjecture was wrong?" Jiuyan immediately recalled after being shocked.
"What if it's true?" Liu Yang asked subconsciously.
"We seem to be wrong" Jiuyan frowned, staring at the mist: "Its existence is indeed shocking, it feels incredible, and no one will even believe it, but for tens of millions of years, there has been no deeds about it, that is, it has remained in this state and has not revealed its true side"
"En?" Liu Yang slowly raised his head, looking thoughtful.
"It's sleeping, maybe it's just a si-thing," Jiuyan analyzed.
"What if it didn't appear with the swamp?" said Liu Yang's face was calm.
"I will not enter this way," Jiuyan swallowed and said with difficulty.
A swamp that stretched for hundreds of miles inexplicably appeared in the depths of this mountain tens of millions of years ago, with an unknown force diffusing out, and if the mist was confirmed not to appear together, it would be a nightmare for the monks who wanted to cross the past.
"It's not a mist that appears together, either a powerful monk casts a spell here, or it runs over on its own, in short, no matter what the situation, it's not a good thing" Jiuyan said in a deep voice, looking at the mist, his eyes were full of caution.
"Let's give up," Liu Yang said, swallowing at the mouth.
Jiuyan shook his head and said in a deep voice: "This is just our speculation, and a one-sided statement is not enough to determine the existence of the fog, so we still have to pass."
"You're really crazy" Liu Yang scolded, his face was slightly pale: "Do you want to go through that path of reincarnation?"
"I must go" Jiuyan's eyes were resolute, he clenched his hands, slightly forced, and his cheeks were full of stubbornness and stubbornness.
He looked at the swamp, looked at the depths, looked at the edge of the sky, and the firmness in his heart was like that little grass, tough and upright, even if it was a storm, he would never bow his head.
"My past, my mission, any existence about that broken history, I have to look for it, since I am here, then I have to do it" Jiuyan raised his head, his heart full of determination.
At this moment, Jiuyan's heart is quietly growing.
On the side, Liu Yang looked at Jiuyan's firm gaze and sighed: "Although I don't know why you are so persistent, but my name is a bard, and friends are the guarantee of life for me."
Hearing this, Jiuyan smiled, he knew that Liu Yang was looking for a reason to convince himself, but he didn't say anything, because in this strange mountain, he really needed a friend who could guide him, he had come to this world for too short, and he didn't know a lot of things.
"Your Friend"
"It's coming" Liu Yang turned his head in an instant, staring at the mountains.
Jiuyan frowned, looking at the mountain that emitted power.
", he must have met someone from the family again" Liu Yang wiped the sweat drops from his forehead.
"That friend of yours is called Lian Chuan Sha?" Jiuyan Fox looked at Liu Yang suspiciously.
"How do you know?" Liu Yan was surprised: "You also know him?"
"I don't know"
Liu Yang nodded, and then said: "My friend is very good, but a little bad"
"When I see people from the big family, my eyes are red," Jiuyan pouted.
"How do you know?" Liu Yanghu was suspicious, looking Jiuyan up and down.
"It seems that your friend's situation is not very good" Jiuyan did not answer Liu Yang's words, looked at Dashan and silently perceived: "Do you want me to make a move?"
After Liu Yang heard this, his face was a little embarrassed: "You can go and answer it, and save some time when you arrive."
Jiuyan nodded, but it was also refreshing, and the figure swept away.
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