Chapter 1535： Manchurian mountains, forbidden monuments

"That's right! The slave family once deduced the ancient prohibition of this forbidden land, but it has not deduced to open the door!"

Bai Muxue shook her face and said softly:

"Also, there are many monsters there, nourished by aura, and their strength is terrible, reaching Jindan and even Yuanying."

"It's true. It should be a forbidden and law-enforcement level. I once joined dozens of Jin Dan to break it together forcibly without success!"

Aotian Jianjun sighed:

"The disciples also broke into it by mistake. Those restrictions were broken, but they were not stable. They were constantly changing!"

"Also, the juniors were only outside activities at that time, and they picked up a leaf of the beech tree that they didn't know whether the wind was blowing or the birds and animals brought to the edge ... they were more dangerous and the disciples did not dare to go further!"

"Haha, simple, I just cut it with a sword!"

Jiang Tian is very calm. If he can't open at half past one, there is a heavenly sword here, and one sword can split.

The world of Penglai, vast and vigorous, full of vitality, lush mountains, lush greenery, hundreds of meters tall towering giant trees covering the sky, vines climbing on the cliff, Zhilan fragrance, the spirit "medicine" swaying, like a cloud The mist-like aura is shrouded in faintness.

Between the jungle, above the cliff, the giant unicorn beast lay there lazily and basked in the sun, the glistening saliva flowed into a stream, all kinds of wild beasts haunted and ran into struggle.

At a high altitude in the clouds, the lingering birds and birds fluttered high and whistled, adding a lot of sense of wildness. An iron feather giant eagle swooped down, and when it rushed up again, a hundred meters long had been caught between its claws. Python.

This is an ancient star that is very suitable for cultivation. It was once an ancient fairy island. It is well-known and gave birth to many overhauls.

If it weren't for the wandering of Saturn and interstellar, leading to a great change in the world and lack of Taoism, Yuanying would not be the limit of monks in this world. For hundreds of years, even one or two gods can be born.

The local customs and people here are different and not balanced, but it gives people a colorful feeling.

Jindan is standing in the clouds on the top of the mountain, and the buildings are stretched, such as the shrine of the imperial palace, and the mountain protection method is blooming. The disciples and monks come and go on the Feijian and even the Feizhou Yunlou. Bulk weather.

There are also mortal cities. Although there are monks guarding them, they are mainly mortal. They have a lot of traffic, business, and prosperity.

At this time, the major gates and cities spread the message of sincerity and the truth about the ancient fairyland wandering. Jiang Taichu never invaded, was framed by people, the crisis has been lifted, and every city and town is recovering.

There are also primitive tribes, hidden between the mountains and mountains, occupying an important position and built the attic of the city wall with rough stones and wood, and piled many rolling wood boulder in all directions in the village.

These ethnic groups wear animal skin clothes and use simple pottery stone tools to drink blood, but they are tall and imposing, they can fight with wild animals with bare hands and fists, and live a life away from the world and indisputable.

"Well! They're eating jackdaw meat! They're grilled! Let's eat them!"

Passing by a stone walled village, suddenly, Zhang Qing pointed at a walled village on the pristine mountain peak.

Originally, the adventure stone monument was forbidden, and it was very dangerous. Aotian Sword Master would not let him come, and it was difficult for him to protect himself.

But he has to keep up. This kid thief is very good, knowing that following Jiang Tian, ​​even if it is a great opportunity for a few days, listening to Jiang Tian casually speaking two sentences, it is all a whispering avenue, which is the ultimate improvement of his own strength .

Jiang Tian didn't stop him. His roots and morals are not bad. If the world of Penglai can be maintained, he should be the master of the world, of course, he must cultivate some experience.

Zhang Qingyang Shouyuan has been a hundred years old, but in fact, he is a bit of a teenager with a "sexual" heart. Probably because more than 90% of his life is practiced in retreat and he rarely goes out of the ancestral gate, so he is very happy to see the strange world.

"Whether you eat or not, I don't eat anyway!"

The ghost wolf has a black line.

He is the blood of the crow, although it is a kind of rare demon repair blood, but also a distant relative of the jackdaw. This jackdaw meat, to him, is like humans eating monkey meat, very cruel and unacceptable.

Jiang Tian looked down and saw three poles in the sun. The whole stone village was full of vitality, tranquility and peace, many children ran on the ground, and the old man looked kindly in the sunshine.

Tall and powerful men, each with a "shoulder" shirtless and chesty chest, almost everyone dragged a huge fierce beast and returned with a full load. The biggest of them is a jackdaw, big calf.

"Come back! Abba they are back!"

"Oh my God, there is such a big harvest. This is a harvest day!"

A group of "women" and children who had been standing at the village for a long time cheering. The anxiety and fear in their hearts disappeared suddenly, and they shouted loudly.

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They rushed up and hugged warmly with their man and their father, and even young men and women loved to kiss wildly. They were very open and unrestrained. Novels br> They seem easy to satisfy, as long as there is food, accompanied by loved ones, is enough.

The whole village happily joined hands to peel and peel the huge jackdaw "hair", wash it clean, set a bonfire, and use two big trees as barbecue grills, ready to share food.

"Well, this is the most primitive, but also the most rustic wife and affection. It's touching!"

Jiang Tian couldn't help but feel a little hesitant. His feet flew in a hurry, his eyes circles looked reddishly, and he moved with a smile of kindness.

Everyone stepped up, and then looked at Jiang Tian with shock and wonder, couldn't believe it.

Jiang Tian possesses the power to transform the gods and divine monarchs, grand and magnificent, **** and cruel, and swallows thousands of miles like a god.

Even if Taishan collapses in front, he will not change his "color", killing 100,000 people, and staining the earth with blood, his heart is like Pinghu. Have they ever seen Jiang Tian have this kind expression?

I don't know.

At this time, Jiang Tian thought about the reactions of Zhao Xueqing, grandpa, parents, and many disciples every time he returned from the external bleeding battle.

"The stars' revolutions and rotations here are completely different from those on the earth. One day is not equal to one day on the earth. But I calculated with the constant attenuation of the instrument. I have left the earth for two years."

Jiang Tian looked intently at the picture in the village, his heart was soft, and his thoughts poured in like "tidal" water:

"I don't know if Jiang Beibei's stinky girl will walk? Qinger, is she okay? How far has the rejuvenation of the earth's world reached?"

Jiang Tian also saw a little girl, two or three years old, wearing a chamois, wearing an animal skin bellyband, very strong and able to walk staggeringly.

She was lying in front of an injured strong man, carefully watching his wound scratched by the monster, silent, but tears rolled down to the ground ticklingly, showing great concern and distress.

Next to her, her sturdy mother smeared Abba with "medicine" on the grass, and the strong man "touched" the child's small head. Although her face was pale, she laughed loudly: "Cry, don't get in the way, Dad is strong! "

"One day, I will die in this world unfortunately. Bebe, don't blame Dad ... because, I can't escape!"

Jiang Tian looked towards the earth with tears.

This is the daytime, under the light of the two stars of the South Gate, it is impossible to see clearly the small blue dusty planet.

But for a thousand years.

His eyes seemed to pierce through tears, through the past and present, 40,000 light-years away, and he saw the wrinkled little face when his daughter was born, and his heart was stunned for a moment.

Seeing Jiang Tian's tears came out.

Everyone suddenly understood that Jiang Tian missed his homeland and his loved ones, and could not help feeling deep and mixed.

Bai Muxue, in particular, burst into tears, but said nothing, everyone did not bother.

Under the vast and dangerous universe and the deep starry sky, a monk Jin Dan can be described as a small dust-like ant, and may be torn into powder by space debris and storms invading the cave at any time.

What's more, Jiang Tian's hometown is just a barren deserted soil. He is not a high-end man, and he is facing a powerful and mysterious market emperor and the world completely occupied and enslaved by them.

And Jiang Tian.

For the safety of his homeland, he did not hesitate to go deep into the lone army, traveled several worlds, sailed a long distance of four light years, and fought against the emperor. How much loneliness did he endure, and how terrible he was ...

"It's a monk!"

"Willn't it be those thieves?"

"No, it's not like. The big pirates are so fierce. He should be sloppy and want to eat meat?"

The people in the village saw Jiang Tian fly by. One of the white-dressed men stared for a long time. They couldn't help but be surprised and stopped talking about it.

At the signal of an adult, several children ran their legs and ran into a stone house.

"People passing by, the rules of Tiancun, harvest day, guests passing by can share food. Come down!"

Then, a skinny old man in a fur robe walked out, holding a snow-white crystal cane bone crutch, looking at Jiang Tian and smiling kindly.