Of course, that kind of thing is just a reverie of everyone.

Of course, Yang Zhao didn't know what Chiba was thinking at this time, nor did he know what Lianyi was thinking at this time, let alone that in such a short period of time, her love had changed so much.

He took the Creation Pill out of the jade box, put it directly to her lips, and then shoved it in quickly, even rudely.

The lips of the jumper opened slightly, and they were right to say something to express their gratitude to him, as well as ...... moved, but didn't say anything, and was directly blocked by the pill.

"You can't drink water for half an hour, otherwise it will reduce the medicinal properties of the elixir. Yang Zhao looked at her who was choked and blushed, and said seriously, but there was some uneasiness in his heart.

The Creation Pill was so big that the clothes couldn't speak at all, so it took a long time to swallow it, it was very hard, and then he coughed.

After a while, a little better, she looked at him annoyed and said, "Even if you can't drink water, say it in advance, don't you know that the cough is uncomfortable?"

Although he said it in annoyance, his voice was a little faint, complaining, but a little like coquettishness.

Yang Zhao couldn't feel it, and said with a slight embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm a little anxious, but don't be afraid of coughing, it's not choking, it should be a normal phenomenon of detoxification." ”

Lian Yi didn't notice the demeanor of her daughter's family at that moment before, but for some reason she felt a little embarrassed, and said softly: "I don't know if it's a drug attack, I'm a little sleepy." ”

Where is the normal phenomenon of detoxification, there is nothing to say. How could the drug attack so quickly, I don't know how to respond, he and she are really two guys who have nothing to say.

Whether it's a drug attack or other reasons, the jumper is really a little sleepy.

He helped her to the sheltered porch outside the stone chamber, and took a few pieces of cloth from the seventh stone chamber and covered her with them.

The most precious silk satins in the main hall, including the rare snow silk quilts, have been reduced to shreds by time, and interestingly, the most worthless numb ones are still intact, and he covers her with a curtain made of numbness.

Looking at the sleeping girl. He secretly prayed that the Flavor Creation Pill would still have enough medicinal power. Then he walked back to the stone room, opened the jade box again and sniffed it carefully, and the uneasiness in his heart did not disappear, but became stronger and stronger.

Find several elixirs whose medicinal power has not completely dissipated and put them away. At this time. He finally had time to take a look at what he had learned in those stone chambers. The divine sense swept slightly, and the first thing he looked at was those cheats and exercises.

He has the "Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture", which means that he should take the world with him. The tens of thousands of books in the Taixu Gate have also been carefully read, and at this time, looking at those secret books and exercises, although there is a shock, there is not much surprise.

is different from the imagination of the world, these cheats are not rare, and naturally there is no way for him to achieve great success overnight, but the difference between the cheats here is that these are all classics, and they are all engraved on the ancient jade plate.

Next, he began to check those magic weapons, because of time, most of the magic weapons in the stone room have lost their power, and the few magic weapons he put away under the guidance of the jumpsuit still have some residual power, but they are far less than back then, and those divine weapons can not be compared with the current ones at all, only the black soul stone is an exception.

Time is indeed the most powerful magic weapon in the world.

Yang Zhao suddenly had some thoughts, the black clothes are the real legend of this outer world, it is a unique existence, this world is his world, logically speaking, this is what he built, but why is this place more like it was built by another person.

But even so, there should be something better to be the treasure that qualified to be picked by that mysterious person, and were they all taken away? Or were they taken away by the black?

The floor of the corridor in front of the nine stone chambers was covered with a thin layer of ash, and there were many messy footprints on it, but those footprints were all left by himself, and the magic weapons, treasures, and secret books were still there, proving that no one had been here before.

In the past few years, there have been countless extraterrestrial demons who want to find this high mountain and obtain the inheritance and treasures in the high mountain, and those mediocre or talented extraterrestrial demons have done their best work, at least they have been suppressed by the power of the law to the peak of the Jindan stage before they dare to enter the mysterious grassland, but they failed to come here and died on the way.

He was able to find his way out of the steppe and into this high mountain, not because he was better or stronger than those who came before him, but because he had a sword.

Thinking of this, he looked at the Void Sword in his hand again.

After entering the palace, he didn't put away the Void Sword either.

If it weren't for this Void Sword, following that ethereal sword intent to show them the way, they wouldn't have any possibility of coming here at all, and it was more likely that they would have been lost in that treacherous grassland, and then turned into food for the demon beast herd, but how to get out of here next? Do you still have to rely on this Void Sword? Or do you want to find that sword intent?

He always felt that the Void Sword had brought him here, it was a call of fate.

Yes, he believed in fate.

Does this sound ridiculous, because he came to this world from the earth, and is it also the call of fate to come?

But in the deepest part of the spiritual world, he does believe in the existence of fate, even more than anyone else.

There must be a mountain peak in front of you to climb over this mountain.

There is a large river with undulating waves to cross this river.

Only when you have a goal can you move towards it.

There must be a fate for him to change it.

But is fate really such a simple thing?

If it were simple, how could Lu Xuan die, how could he have intertwined with characters like Huang Quan, but for Yang Zhao, this was a new world.

That's why he followed Lu Xu's footsteps again, although it was a little different, but he could also find a trace of trajectory.

If fate made him meet so many people and so many things in this world, and finally brought him into this grassland, then what kind of fate awaits him in this grassland?

The Void Sword sensed that sword intent and brought him here, there must be some kind of deep meaning hidden in it, if you want to leave the grass garden, does it mean that you need to find that sword intent?

Is that sword intent here? and where is it if not?

Walking through the long road, he came to the high mountain, he stood on the top of the cliff, his left hand behind his waist, his right hand holding the Void Sword, looking at the grassland in front of him.

It was already dusk, and the starry sky in the distance had reached its fixed position every night—the edge of the grassland, above the horizon, and in the endless grassland. And under the light of this starry sky, the grassland seems to be burning, and those water pools hidden in the grassland are like countless small mirrors, reflecting the appearance of the sky, and behind him is a tall mountain peak.

If the person who saw this scene at this time was a talented man who was sad and sad, he would probably be able to feel more sad feelings, and feel that nothing in the world can beat time, but he didn't.

The starry sky was still hanging on the edge of the distant steppe, but it suddenly began to rain around the high mountains.

He raised the Void Sword.

Papapapa, the raindrops fell on the surface of the sword, turning into countless small splashes, jumping non-stop, and then falling.

He released his senses, and the hilt of his sword went upwards to the tip of the sword, and finally leaped like those little splashes, and left, dispersing into the grasslands around the mountains.

He was familiar with the "Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture" and was convinced that it was unlikely that the sword intent would produce self-consciousness, and since there was no self-consciousness, it was impossible for him to take the initiative to change his state.

At the beginning, he could sense it by the pool, because the sword intent had always existed and was waiting to be discovered, so now the sword intent should not and cannot disappear on its own initiative.

If something doesn't disappear and can't be found, then it must have been hidden.

Yang Zhao stood in the rain, exuding his divine sense into the grassland, searching for his target, and at the same time began to sort out the changes that had occurred when he approached the high mountain—the moment the jumper saw the high mountain, the sword intent disappeared.

At that time, he thought that it was the sword intent that had completed the mission of leading the Void Sword here, so he disappeared, but now that he calmed down and came to the previous inference, he was naturally sure that this was not the case - that sword intent should have been hidden somewhere.

That place should be this mountain.

He looked back at the mountain behind him.

The mountain is made of huge rocks, and the higher you go, the steeper it becomes, and the height is incredible.

He stood in the middle of the mountain, and the peaks in his eyes were even higher, as if they were about to pierce the clouds in the sky.

His gaze followed the top of the mountain peak, falling on the gray clouds, only to see that the black clouds rolling, and there were faint lightning lights up from time to time in the depths, which looked particularly terrifying, even if it was thousands of zhang away, he could clearly feel that the powerful breath in the clouds was enough to destroy the world - the mountains are the core of the grassland, and this breath should be the embodiment of the rules of the grassland.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, the boulders between the peaks are all wet, and there are countless thin waterfalls flowing between the stones of each level, if someone looks at it from outside the mountain, they will definitely feel that this picture is spectacular, there is a thrilling beauty, but standing in the peak, he can only feel thrilling, and naturally he can't feel the beauty.

"If you have time, you should leave the coercive range of the mountain and see if that sword intent will appear again. Yang Zhao thought silently, and then vaguely heard someone shouting to himself, holding the Void Sword, and walked into the palace again.

At this time, the clothes had woken up, his face was still pale, but he seemed to be better, and he asked, "Are you calling me?"

The rain outside the cave was too heavy, and although he had the protection of the True Yuan, he was still wet, and he looked a little wolf.

Jumper didn't tease him, shook his head, and whispered, "You heard me wrong. ”

Yang Zhao thought that she was probably too worried about her injury, and she really had auditory hallucinations, but the jumper looked at him quietly, her hands under the linen cloth were slightly clenched, when she woke up before, she saw that he was not around, and there was darkness all around, she was a little scared, more precisely, panicked.

Since she was born, this is a flustering heart she has never had. (To be continued......)