There was a roar of beasts, and several strangely dressed men seemed to spot him. The men rode a larger mount similar to a Korin beast, and walked quickly to Jiajun's vicinity. It wasn't until he appeared in his field of vision that Jia Jun saw the appearance of the comer.

In any case, he could breathe a sigh of relief, but it was a human being, and the person who was staring at him was an older man with a kind expression on his face.

The old man whispered a few words to Jiajun, but found that he did not respond, and said something to a few people around him, and then they came over and lifted him up and hugged him on the back of the beast.

Jia Jun had never heard what these people said, but it was certain that they were just ordinary people, otherwise they wouldn't have bothered to carry him so much.

The body finally moved its position, and Jia Jun smiled bitterly in his heart, fortunately, he met a mortal, if the person who came was a fierce beast, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

The group of men and horses quickly continued to hurry, and Jiajun saw that there were about thirty of them, except for a few on mounts, and many of them were sitting on animal carts. In addition, there are quite a few large and small cargo packages. But the packages are now deflated, and there should be nothing in them.

On top of one of the animal carts, a carved wooden carriage was immediately opened, and out of it came a fair woman dressed in green, she was about twenty years old, and her appearance was not a national beauty, but she was also a little beautiful.

After the girl's eyes stared at Jiajun, her expression moved slightly, revealing a little pity, and then she turned around and went into the carriage and pulled out a few navy blue clothes. Hurry over and put it on for him.

She spoke to the old man who found Jiajun, and soon, the two seemed to have a fierce dispute. After a while, the old man shook his head and left with a sigh, while the woman pointed to Jiajun and said a few words to the others.

When the men heard the girl's words, they came together and picked him up. Jiajun couldn't move at all now, so he could only let them help him off the back of the beast and send him into the carriage where the woman was.

The girl shook her body and followed the carriage. Wait until Jiajun is seated. looked at him with a faint smile.

The carriage was small, and there were only the two of them, and the girl tried to converse with him in several different languages.

You can hear that the syllables in the girl's mouth have changed several times, and she must have spoken several languages in succession. But Jiajun had never heard of any of them. I could only look at her blankly.

If it had been before. Even if you don't know the language, it's quite easy to learn with divine awareness. But now Jiajun's mana and divine sense are gone. I didn't even have the strength to open my mouth, so I could only do it in my heart.

After a few attempts, the girl's eyebrows became a little anxious. She frowned slightly, and after muttering for a long time, she said a language of the Sea and Sky Realm jerkyly.

"Do you understand?"

When these words came out of her mouth, Jiajun's eyes flashed, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Oh my God, fortunately, I like to specialize in ancient texts, you actually say this kind of ancient language, are you a monk who has ascended from the Netherworld?" The girl finally breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was a little more strange, "No, all the monks who have ascended from the Nether are very powerful, and they are a little more powerful than the priests who were born here to protect the body! Also, your age looks so young, it shouldn't be a fixed face, right?"

The girl was obviously very talkative, and she knew that Jiajun couldn't open her mouth yet, so she asked a bunch of questions cracklingly. Hearing this, Jiajun was a little anxious, but he was helpless.

Listening to the girl talking to herself along the way, Jiajun also has a general understanding of this place.

This is a desert area called Dahuangling, the girl's name is Cui'er, she and the old man Uncle Wu are both the children of a small and powerful family here, and this team of men and horses is a caravan that pays tribute to the main line. Now they had just returned from their tribute, passing through the desert.

After Uncle Wu discovered Jiajun, he regarded him as the exiled son of some family. According to Cui'er, this kind of thing often happens here, and if there is a rebel in a family, his lineage will be exiled to the desert.

When Uncle Wu met him, he couldn't bear it and planned to save Jiajun. But he was also worried that he might offend some big shili in this way, so he only planned to take Jiajun back to the small city and make a life for him. But when Cui'er saw that he was so immature and cute, she was immediately reluctant and insisted on taking him back to her family.

Knowing this roughly, Jiajun's heart panicked for a while.

Cui'er didn't introduce what level of cultivation realm this shijie was, and he couldn't open his mouth and couldn't ask. But listening to Cui'er call the language of the Sea and Heaven Realm "the ancient language of the Nether Realm", could it be that this is also the same cultivation plane as the Holy Spirit Continent?

He couldn't help but feel bitter chills in his heart, and after this series of changes, he entered an inexplicable shijie again! Ice Bat and Xiaoyun Xiaohui were still waiting for him in the Metaverse, and his brother, Feiling, and the brothers of the Dragon and Tiger Team were also looking forward to his return. Counting the time, the continental confrontation should be about to start, right? But now he is trapped outside the Holy Spirit Continent.

What's even more terrifying is that everything that happened in that star field is like a dream, he has obviously been promoted to the immortal realm, why is there no mana realm now? Which one is true and which one is a dream?

He longed to think of everything in front of him as a dream, but everything in front of him was the most real.

After a burst of bitterness disturbing his mind, Jiajun couldn't help but fall asleep again after meditating for a long time.

......

"Bell ......"

A crisp copper bell rang, and Jiajun's head shook slightly and he came to his senses.

"Don't worry, our clan has a demi-immortal master, he should be able to cure you!" Cui'er smiled sweetly at Jiajun, and then beckoned a few people to say that he was carried into the house.

Jiajun took the opportunity to take a closer look at this place, which was similar to a small town, with a lot of traffic on the streets and alleys, and everyone's clothes were very different from those of the Holy Spirit Continent. Not only that, but the layout of the house is also quite peculiar, and each pavilion looks as if it is made of metal, which is quite exquisite.

Cui'er accompanies Jiajun and sends him to a small bed in the back room. After a while, an old man in a yellow robe walked into the room accompanied by Uncle Wu.

When the yellow-robed old man saw Jiajun, he didn't have a trace of expression on his face, and directly took out an ancient mirror-like magic weapon from his body. Then he muttered something in his mouth, and after muttering softly for a moment, he nodded to the ancient mirror.

Jiajun suddenly felt a strange mana invade his body, if before, he could easily resist such mana, but now he can only let it invade. (To be continued......)