The two laughed for a long time, how long had it been since this had been the case in their memory, 10,000 years, 20,000 years, or 100,000 years?

The two of them laughed like this, and the third child on the side suddenly asked, "Big brother, where is the cage?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, jumped up hurriedly, and patted himself to find it, but there was not even a pocket on a simple linen robe, and there was nothing but the ticking river.

He looked at the river and was stunned for a moment.

The muddy river is rolling and flowing, and the little cage has long been swept away, and where to find it?

He wiped his face, ripped off a piece of algae stuck to the corner of his mouth, put it in his mouth and chewed it a few times, and then spat fiercely: "This thief... It's very cloudy!"

The second brother took off his straw sandals carelessly, tore off a piece of linen cloth from the cuffs, and wrapped the cut foot board, among the three brothers, he was originally the least brainless one, this kind of thing has the eldest brother and the third brother to worry about, he just whips people with a whip.

"Big brother, how is it now?" The third child's face, which had always been unwavering, also became gloomy, and the harvest that had been prepared for more than 100,000 years was so ridiculously lost, even his heart was a little confused.

The old man looked up at the sky, and suddenly smiled again: "It's scared..."

The third child was a little puzzled: "Scared, big brother, it's just a synthesis of laws, only judgment, where is the emotion?"

The old man still looked at the sky: "Hehe, is there really no emotion?"

"When the Immortal King opened the altar to teach the Fa, the first lesson was about it, and I still remember it vividly!"

The old man lowered his head and smiled strangely: "Do you really believe it?"

"That's what the Immortal King said..."

"What the Immortal King said is right, the Immortal King said that if we keep it for a year, we can return to the Immortal Realm, but now we can go back?"

The third child's eyebrows were almost connected to the blindfold: "Big brother, be cautious... A few days ago, you also saw the change between Penglai and the abbot..."

The old man shook his head and said, "The Immortal King is definitely gone... Otherwise, where would there be such a big movement!"

The third child said worriedly, "What about those people, especially the adult..."

"Back then, the Immortal King left the Five Elements Immortal Mountain in the Mountain and Sea Realm, and cooperated with the Mixed Yuan Dao Palace to suppress the Immortal Fan Channel. But so far, the immortal road has not been opened, which means that something has gone wrong in the Mixed Yuan Dao Palace, or it is deliberate, and we are all regarded as outcasts..."

The old man smiled very strangely: "You don't know the temper of that adult, with his temperament, you must know that you can't go back, it is estimated that you will do more than us, and now that Penglai and the abbot have inexplicably changed, maybe it is his ghost! If you let him know everything we do, maybe he will help!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and patted the third brother on the shoulder: "Third brother, don't think about it, we've come to this point, we can't go back, Bo Yi, at most, it's just a soul scattered! I really can't go back, even if I go to the other world, what if I go to the other world? It's better than continuing to stay up here..."

He glanced at the river a few times: "Those are just the back hand, if they are gone, they will be gone, and in the end it will be up to us, and now the key is why is it afraid... What are you afraid of?"

The three of them got up and walked into the distance again, more than a hundred miles, even a flat wasteland for several hours.

Along the way, unfortunate things continued, the mud suddenly turned into a swamp, there was a large floating hole under the lawn, and fire oil seeped out of the cracks in the stones, which happened to spontaneously combust...

When they arrived on the ground, the three of them had already turned into pieces of cloth, hanging scattered on their bodies, and their bodies were scorched black all over their bodies, and there were scars everywhere.

They didn't care, and even had a hint of joy on their faces.

In the wilderness, a trace of blue light flashed again, and the three of them disappeared without a trace.

......

Eighty thousand miles south of the Qitian Mountains, there is a mortal town called Jiangzhong Valley, which is under the jurisdiction of the Fengqin Kingdom.

Eighty thousand miles away, the chaotic war was in full swing, but the atmosphere here was still very peaceful, and because of the war, there were often monks coming and going, but it was more lively than usual.

The war in the Immortal Cultivation Realm was originally not something that ordinary people could participate in, and the barbarian chaos had lasted for 10,000 years, and so far I had not seen a barbarian fight the Qitian Mountain Range, so what was so terrible?

Recently, there have been magic weapons and cloud boats shuttling back and forth in the air, which originally looked fresh, but now that they have seen more, most people have lost interest in looking up and taking a closer look.

An ordinary golden sword light swept by, and a black-robed monk with a thin body and a sickly pale face landed in the city, looked left and right, and walked towards a wine shop.

"Speaking of that adult, he is two feet tall, and he can run a horse with his arms outstretched... If you go down with a stick, ten miles of land will be turned upside down, and those barbarians only hate that your parents have two legs... I want to run, but where are I going..."

A storyteller was spitting and talking about a book, and it turned out to be a story of a chaotic battle.

This is also the strategy of the three major sects, no matter what the situation is, it is always good in the mouths of these storytellers, and from time to time they will send people to provide some fresh materials, and the stories of heroes will naturally not be less.

The strategy was very effective, the entire Northern Divine Prefecture, except for the Qitian Mountain Range, the rest of the place was peaceful, and it seemed that the next moment the barbarians would roll back to the wilderness like the previous nine times.

The black-robed monk ordered a pot of wine and a few dishes of side dishes, and listened with great interest, when someone came over next to him.

"This senior brother is very raw... I don't know where it came from? But you're going to the front line?"

"Why does Brother Tai ask this question?"

The black-robed monk put down the wine cup in his hand, and looked at the thin middle-aged man in front of him with a smile.

"Hehe, now there are recruitment offices of the three major sects in the Jiangzhong Valley, and most of the scattered cultivators here are here for this... I see that my senior brother's cultivation is profound, and I think I will go there to have a future!"

The black-robed monk smiled and shook his head: "How vicious that barbaric battle is, my little cultivation, going there is just sending him to death!"

"Hehe, Senior Brother is modest, well, I don't know what Senior Brother is called, where did he practice before?"

"In Xia Yang Wu, I was originally cultivating with a few Taoist friends near Danguang. ”

"Danguang?" Wan Zhen's eyes lit up: "But where Danguang next to the Fire Spirit Cave is known as the capital of Wanding?"

Yang Wu nodded: "Exactly, this time I am going to open the furnace for alchemy, no, there are a few medicinal herbs missing, I heard that there are near this Jiangzhong Valley, so I came to try my luck." ”

"It turns out that Senior Brother is an alchemist!

Na Wan Zhen became more enthusiastic: "I don't know what medicinal materials Senior Brother is looking for, I am still a little familiar with this place, maybe I can help a little!"

"Hehe, what I'm looking for is a place, where the medicinal herbs are said to come from, I wonder if Brother Tai knows about the Burning Wild Sect?"