Time Travel

Chapter 573 Earth, Kunlun

In the vast land, a huge mountain range stands between the sky and the earth.

The mountains are like Wolong, stretching endlessly across infinity.

Yamanaka, lush and lush, unchanged throughout the seasons, warm as spring.

Among them, birds, beasts and insects sing, flying over a waterfall, a magnificent scene. From time to time, there are white jade-like horses flying in the air, and tyrannosaurus covered in silver scales whizzing through the mountains and forests.

And just in the center of this mountain range, stands a huge group of palaces.

The palace group surrounds the highest peak of the mountain range, and to its right, in a wooden house, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy is playing with a grimace mask that looks like crying and laughing.

“Another year has passed, a year has passed since I came to this place.”

“I crossed the ancient starry sky, arrived at this ancient planet, and has been on this huge Kunlun Mountain for so long. I don’t know how the nun is doing now. Have the people of the Yuhua God Dynasty take care of her according to the agreement!”

Juvenile, it is forestry.

At this moment, he wears a black robe, his complexion is like jade, his handsome face is faintly indifferent, and his eyes seem to be hopeless.

At first glance, he looked like a young man with abundance of spirits.

Five years have passed since he joined the Yuhua God Dynasty. He is now seventeen years old, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the Second Heaven of Sendai, and he can cut the Dao into a king with only one step.

But this step is too difficult, it requires opportunity, insight, solid accumulation and precipitation, and all of this takes time.

But what he lacks is time.

Since a year ago, they flew with the ancient starry sky ship of the Yuhua God Dynasty, and descended on this magnificent planet. They have been arranged again. Hundreds of Tianjiao have been divided into dozens of groups and then practiced separately. During the period, many semi-sages and sages came here to preach and clarify confusion, and even the emperor Kun of the Feathering God Dynasty, the quasi-emperor’s cultivation base came out once.

The other soldiers have their own missions. They walk through this huge mountain range every day, with divine light coming and going one after another, but they still live the same stable life as they did in the Yuhua Tiangong.

This strange contrast makes Forestry feel uneasy, and as time goes by, this uneasiness gets stronger and stronger.

That kind of feeling is like having a terrifying death sword hanging from the top of the head all the time, not knowing when it will be slashed.

Every day, this feeling is strong, depressed and difficult to breathe.

And every night, he thinks of his sister. The little girl often appears in dreams, with big black eyes staring at him red, crying with tears, “Brother, brother, why are you not coming back? My daughter misses you so much. !”

Every time at this point, he would be awakened, and his heart would be miserable and inexplicably speechless.

You can only practice for a long time to transfer the devil in your heart.

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In the boundless Kunlun Mountains, the peaks of the mountains are like giant dragons, and the dragons’ heads roar into the sky.

The center surrounded by Wanlong is a cliff. Here, in ancient times, it is rumored to be a place of immortality. It is said that the ancient gods and gods fly up here. This place is simple but contains all kinds of opportunities.

And at this moment, in the center of this immortal land, a dilapidated bronze tripod was quietly suspended on the ground, surrounded by dozens of elders discussing something here.

The bronze cauldron exudes a bronze-like light, which is very mysterious, but the cauldron is a bit tattered, and palm prints and knife marks can be seen on it, and there are even several huge punch holes.

The people around looked at the bronze cauldron with stern expressions. All of them had shocking auras. With a slight movement, the world was in disorder.

After discussing for a long time, the emperor of the quasi-emperor’s cultivation base stood up blankly and said faintly: “Our feathered dynasty is an ancient heavenly heritage. Although it is only a little bit, our wishes are the same. It is to restore the former glory of the Heavenly Court and suppress the Ten Thousand Realms.”

“This Kunlun Mountain is the dojo of the ancient heaven, but after the Great War, it disappeared mysteriously. It took us so much time to find it. We gathered the veins of ten thousand dragons and formed a large formation to make up for the immortals here. In any case, this time, the Heavenly Court Heavy Treasure Bronze Immortal Tripod must be repaired!”

“Only in this way can we complete all the next plans, otherwise, it’s just empty talk!”

“So, I ordered that from now on, we will start the restoration work. The seeds are also mature. Use their essence and blood to water the immortal cauldron. Combined with our secret method, there is a great possibility that the restoration will be successful!”

“Okay, go down and sit down! Countless years of planning depends on today!”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, with a light wave of his arm, he cut through the space and disappeared.

The others remained silent, leaving one by one, leaving only a few people here to guard the bronze immortal tripod.

In their hearts, repairing the immortal cauldron is the only purpose, and even if it cannot be repaired perfectly, let the immortal cauldron recover part of its power at that time, and then use the power of the immortal cauldron and the particularity of this place to make it artificially. An immortal fetus, let the immortal fetus grow up slowly, and at that time can achieve the immortal hegemony of the eternal gods.

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Time always flies quickly.

The forestry is not right these days, his face is as pale as Tenten, it seems that his body is sick.

Of course, if his cultivation level reaches his level, it is naturally impossible to get sick or something, so his performance is very weird.

“Three more are missing. Those three have not come to class for many days!”

Sitting alone in the wooden house, Forestry’s complexion improved a lot, but the anxiety in his heart was stronger than ever.

Moreover, he also discovered that in the past month, there have always been genius teenagers disappearing inexplicably. The first time, the second time, he didn’t care. After all, these people are also cultivators, and it is normal to spend time practicing retreat.

However, it is not normal that some people keep disappearing again and again.

Usually, one or two in a month of retreat is not bad, but this time, a dozen or so of them have disappeared within a month.

It’s not just their group, but also inquiries about forestry, as well as people in other groups.

At this moment, the forestry finally understood that the sword of Damos hanging above his head, the sword of death that threatened him all the time, finally smashed down.

And he found that even if he knew it, he couldn’t resist.

This is the greatest sorrow.

“Yuhua Shenchao is really uneasy and kind. It’s a pity that I am too weak to resist. I guess my danger is about to come. I am afraid that my brother really can’t escape this time!”

Walking out of the wooden house, Forestry was at a loss, looking at the clouds in the sky, silently.

He didn’t want to die, and he couldn’t die.

In front of the rock on the cliff wall, his fingers drew lightly on the rock, and the despair and anxiety in his heart made his fingers tremble gently.

A line of scribbled fonts was quietly engraved on it.

“If I die, my sister…what should I do!”

This is his only obsession, the reason he can’t let go.

The boundless Kunlun, the vast land, the wind was blowing, the young man stood there, his robe was hunting, but he just stood there until the sky slowly turned dark.

As time passed, people in the group continued to disappear, and finally other teenagers found out that something was wrong and wanted to leave.

Some people did this, but the next day there was a bloody corpse hung on an old tree, which was extremely miserable.

But the uneasy forestry returned to the house one day, but finally couldn’t escape this fate.

A black-armored soldier with a terrifying aura stood in front of the house, speaking indifferently, “The ancient sacrament, forestry, now, follow me!”

In the tone, there is no room to refuse!