Chapter 12: Distress in the East Underworld
I've been glad all the way, thanks to the "Eight Desolate Land Boundary Map" a few days ago, and now I can't spare any detours. It's just that I haven't mastered the art of soaring clouds, and I still need to be careful and careful when stepping on the clouds of mist, and I'm afraid that I will roll down to the barren mountains and barren places of the nether realm without paying attention, so every half an hour of soaring clouds, I will consciously walk a few miles, which is very difficult.
Just like this, the clouds landed on the ground, and one day later, I finally saw the seven-foot stone tablet from this barren land and the soil, and the inscription on the tablet was: East Wilderness Boundary Monument.
It's finally here!
I let out a long sigh and sighed to myself that if I walked for another half a day, I was afraid that the legs of this water drop would be about to die. Thinking of suffering this time, he was still suffering for an unkind and unrighteous person like Luo Mei, and his heart was even more depressed. That's it, that's it, since I owe her Bai Nianman, after this time, whether it is life or death, I will no longer have any entanglement with this person, can't I hide if I can't provoke it!
I searched around, and this eastern wasteland was really as the world said, with no grass growing and desolate, without any signs of fairies, let alone any birds, beasts, and birds.
The world says that the Eastern Wilderness has fallen from the place of defense to the lonely dungeon, just because the war of gods and demons in the East Wilderness in 20,000 years was waged in the Eastern Wilderness, and the Emperor of Heaven sealed the first demon to the East Hell, and was guarded by the Lingguang Divine Monarch Vermilion Bird for 10,000 years, and the thousands of creatures in the Eastern Wilderness were all reduced to ashes, and the Eastern Wilderness was soaked in the blood of millions of gods and demons, and it was also 10,000 years of decay.
And only the fairy grass Zexi can grow in the wasteland of thousands of undead, and it has the effect of healing the immortal body damaged by the immortals. I read these words from the Book of Ten Thousand Medicines. I still remember it when I think of it, and I'm very happy. However, those words that are "known to the world" are the ones that I have nothing to do on weekdays, and how can I know about the events of 20,000 years ago?
In the "Book of Ten Thousand Medicines", it is written that this Zexi grass is used to growing on the top of the cliff and on the cliff wall, and it is located in the east of the underworld. And in the "Eight Wastelands Boundary Map", Dongming is at the extreme southern edge of this Eastern Wilderness. As long as I walk in the direction of the south, until I see the cliff, this brook grass will not be at my fingertips!
Thinking about it, I am full of white thoughts, except for the stupid and dull reaction to the immortal cultivation technique, this brain is still very bright!
I have been walking for a long time, seeing that the sun is on the pole, but also very tired, I want to come to this Eastern Wilderness without even a place to take a cool place, my real body is a drop of water, how can I be so scorching sun, I have a magic weapon is a fan, so that I have to endure until now. Thinking about it more and more, I felt more and more in a trance in my eyes and burning in my body. As I was about to fall, what I saw in my eyes suddenly cleared my eyes.
"I've arrived!"
A lonely peak towers into the clouds in front of you, and the wall stands thousands of miles, which is this place!
But here comes again, and how am I going to get to the top of the mountain, and how can I get to the top of the mountain? With the skill of my three-legged cat? I looked up, estimated the height, and calculated that I could probably roll down here, and then a beautiful head would bloom.
How is this good? At this time, I am full of white thoughts, and I really call the heavens and the earth not spiritual. I also thought in my heart, is it the head that blooms and dies more painfully, or the five thunder punishments die more painfully?
After thinking for a moment, I realized: probably the head bloomed, and I was killed.
That's it, since I've come here, if I go back empty-handed, how should I deal with myself in vain, if even if I am buried at the bottom of the cliff, it must be a heroic and righteous act, then take a gamble!
I recited a cloud mantra in my heart, and a light cloud under my feet seemed to be nothing, slowly rising me, and I secretly gritted my teeth and concentrated on it, not daring to relax at all.
This cliff is really steeper and more steep than I imagined!I exhaled lightly, and my fingertips suddenly soaked with sweat, and the void clouds under my feet became more and more empty.
At this time, I really want to shout to this cliff valley: I am tired of dripping water!
From the Northern Wilderness to the Eastern Wilderness, it cost me a lot of immortal methods, this time they have been vacated to the air, but I feel more and more that this immortal method makes it really difficult, I wiped the sweat between the foreheads, pretending to be calm, but unexpectedly, I glanced at the light of my eyes, and I saw the ethereal nothingness at the bottom of my feet, which scared me this time, and the clouds and mist under my feet suddenly dispersed.
- Ahh
Without the mist, my body fell rapidly to the bottom of the peak, and I instinctively reached out to grab it, but there was only the cliff rock.
"Red fan!
I took out the red fan, but I couldn't use any fairy power, when I felt disheartened, a red light flashed in my hand, and the red fan had turned into a short knife in an instant, and the cliff was drawn out of a series of micro flames, and the diameter went down. I lost all my immortal power, and I could only use all that strength to pierce the strong wall, but it was still useless.