Heart Survey

Chapter 431 Priest
It is worthy of the name Land of the Shade of God!
This quiet and peaceful place is completely unlike the eerie and terrifying outside world.

Inside and outside the Shenlongmu tree, it seems to be two completely different worlds.

In the Senhaiyuan Realm, you are always tense, and danger will come at any time. Even if the surrounding is calm, you will feel depressed, tense, and gloomy.

And in this place of divine shadow, the whole person relaxes unconsciously, and the quiet and peaceful atmosphere makes people's mood suddenly open up.

There was an old man leaning on a lounger under a tree, fanning himself lazily with a large leaf.

There were children happily running, chasing, and making a long string of crisp laughter.

They are all wearing special clothes made of non-linen and non-silk materials, and the styles are very simple.

One of the little girls with a round face with a braided sky tilted her head and looked at Jiang Wang, a stranger.

Jiang Wang smiled at her, her face flushed as soon as she brushed it, and she ran away shyly.

Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye were waiting in front of a huge fruit house.

There is only one fruit on this divine dragon tree. From Jiang Wang's understanding, it is equivalent to a single courtyard in Linzi City.

The people who live here should be the powerful figures of the "Saint Race".

At this time, Jiang Wang's vigilance in his heart also let go.The reason is very simple. If Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye have any bad thoughts about him, they should not let the old people and children in the clan dangle in front of him and expose them to danger.

Smell the fragrance mixed with soil and grass, and feel the tranquility of the breeze.

Jiang Wang walked calmly and relaxed a little from his tense state.

come closer.

The vine ladder hangs down from the door of the fruit house for people to climb.

Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye both stood at the door, and when Jiang Wang jumped up, they turned around and walked in.

The space in the fruit house is very large, and it is not dark. Some parts are interlaced like a grid, and they are embedded in a neat and orderly manner, which is a natural window.

Stepping on the floor, there is a wonderful feeling of softness and solidity.

The air in the house was flowing, Jiang Wang felt that this fruit house was alive.But there is also a faint sense of depression, I don't know where it comes from.

Qing Qishu led the way, and Qing Jiuye fell behind to remind him.

"When we meet, you can tell the truth. The priest is very kind. Even if you are not the envoy of the Dragon God, it will not hurt you. Of course, then you will not be able to stay in the land of the shadow of the gods."

boom!
As soon as the voice fell, Qing Qishu flew out.

Blood spurted out of his mouth, he looked up and down, and fell heavily at Jiang Wang's feet.

"Well, I know... now?"

Jiang Wang nodded halfway, then turned to look at Qing Jiuye with a question mark on his face.

Is this called "kindness"?
Qing Jiuye's expression was also stiff.

"Ah!" Qing Qishu's screams only sounded at this time, gritted his teeth, and was very aggrieved: "Can't you say something if you have something to say!"

Qing Jiuye gave Jiang Wang a wink and asked him to wait outside the door: "Master Priest may be in a bad mood today, I'll go take a look first."

The doors in the fruit house are all round arches, with azure silk hanging down, which is equivalent to a bead curtain.

Qing Jiuye lifted the curtain and entered.

Just as it was time to say hello, Jiang Wang heard a faintly angry old voice: "Please explain first, why you and Qishu were hunting each other, and two people returned to the Land of God's Shadow in the end? I really think I Are you reluctant to send you to Soul Cultivation?"

Listening to the voice is an old woman, but the pressure in the breath is also very heavy, and it is hard to breathe.

Probably because of the anger that was hard to hide, these words came out of the house, and the rest of the voices could not be heard clearly.

Jiang Wang stretched out his hand and pulled up the blue seven trees that had been on the ground for a long time, and asked casually, "Why did the priest beat you out?"

I have to say, this kid's vitality is really tenacious.The arrow wound in his heart had healed at this time, and he had just vomited blood from the beating, but after calling for a long time, he did not feel weak, but his voice became stronger and stronger.

Hearing Jiang Wang's question, he glared back fiercely, and threw his hand away.

At this time, Qing Jiuye opened the silk curtain: "Zhang Linchuan, the priest let you in."

Qing Qishu passed Jiang Wang without saying a word and rushed inside.

Jiang Wang walked in immediately, and heard an angry shout: "Kneel down!"

The coercion in this voice was as real, and Jiang Wang was startled.

Kneeling is naturally impossible.

Jiang Wang was thinking about whether to turn around and run, or put a note of the eight-tone flame bird first, and then turn around and run...

Then I saw Qing Qishu knelt down with a plop.

The person said with a sad face: "Auntie, did we have any misunderstanding? Why are you not my nose, and my eyes are not eyes?"

"There is still a face to cry, the face of the saints has been thrown away by you!"

The loud old woman sat cross-legged on a futon. The material of the futon was the same as the clothes on Qing Qishu and the others, and they were neither silk nor hemp.

The old woman has white hair and deep wrinkles on her face. She was very imposing when she taught Qing Qishu. In a blink of an eye, she saw Jiang Wang who came in from behind, the wrinkles on her face stretched to half, and her smile became kind: "Young man, you have Where did it come from?"

"Uh..." Jiang Wang didn't get used to her sensitive style change, but answered honestly: "I was summoned to this Fang Senhaiyuan Realm by the starlight, and passed through the land of hidden snakes."

"Take the starlight?" The white-haired old woman clenched her thin hands and grabbed her knees, but quickly released them, and said in a gentle voice, "Please sit down."

The cultivation system of the saints is different, and it is difficult to judge the strength without fighting, but from the perspective of momentum, this old woman who is respected as a priest definitely has a tyrannical to terrifying strength.

Jiang Wang didn't dare to neglect, and after thanking him, he sat down on the futon opposite her.

There is nothing special about this futon except the material.But as soon as he sat down, Jiang Wang felt that his Dao Yuan flowed more smoothly and his thinking became more agile.

What a treasure, the immediate effect is truly amazing.It seems that the clothes on Qing Qishu and the others are also extraordinary.

Looking at Jiang Wang up and down, the old woman's smile was amiable and amiable: "What a talent, Jiu Ye is right, you should be the messenger chosen by the Dragon God to come to Senhaiyuan Realm to save the fate of the saints."

Qing Qishu, who was kneeling beside him, was not convinced: "I said it first, why did you hit me first without saying a word..."

The old woman glanced at him with a smile, and although his mouth was still moving, there was no sound coming out.

Silence at a glance.

Jiang Wang was secretly stunned, knowing that although the old woman was teaching Qing Qishu, I am afraid it was a show of strength in front of him.

"I just came after what I was looking for, and I myself don't know where the end is. Senhaiyuan is just passing through, or maybe it's just getting lost. I really don't dare to take the responsibility of saving anyone."

Jiang Wang said seriously: "I also ask the priest not to have too much hope."

After going through so much, Jiang Wang will not let himself be easily kidnapped by a word.What saves the fate of the entire Saint Clan, such a thing is too big and too heavy, and such a proposition is too grand and far away.

The strength of the holy warriors is not weak.This old priest is an unquestionable powerhouse. What is he going to use to "save" a predicament that they can't solve by themselves?
Is it because others praise him for being "a great talent"?

"It doesn't matter." The old woman was still smiling, and she didn't seem to mind: "I will open the altar tomorrow, and you will naturally know if you are the messenger of the Dragon God. If you are, the Dragon God will guide you. If you are not, the old man will send you You get out of here."

(End of this chapter)