When Jianxiu came to the Western Fantasy Continent

Hong Ming slowly opened his eyes, only to see a white mist in front of him, and the surrounding fields are empty, which is no longer a scene in the mortal world.He was slightly taken aback, got up and walked forward.The last scene in my memory was Dan Ding flying towards me, but now the situation is not quite like being restricted by ingestion, but rather strangely familiar.After walking two more steps, he suddenly stamped his feet and realized where he was.The scenery in front of him is clearly the image of his introspection after entering meditation, a vast chaos, if it is not the Purple Mansion, where is it?

It should be known that Hongming is only in the state of Tongqiao now, even the Yuan Dan has not condensed, and the Zifu has not really opened yet.But now that he is clearly in a state of mind and soul, how could he possibly be able to enter the Purple Mansion?Just as he was still thinking about it, there was a soft ringing in his ears. When he raised his head, he saw that Danding suddenly appeared, suspended in mid-air.

Hong Ming knelt down immediately, since he knew that there was still the remnant soul of the real immortal in the altar tripod, he could no longer treat it as an artifact.

"Junior Hongming, see True Immortal, what is the name of the senior?"

The cauldron didn't move, and didn't respond in the slightest.Hong Ming frowned slightly, raised his head and looked at the body of the tripod carefully, and saw that there were two large seal characters engraved on the body of the red copper tripod, which were exactly the word "Chiyang".It turns out that this thing is called Chiyang Ding, but let alone who is the immortal who uses this tripod, even he has no memory of this tripod.Sighing slightly, Hong Ming leaned over again.

"Dare to ask if the senior came to this world because of the ancient war, but I don't know why the two clans fought?"

This time, Dan Ding finally had some reaction. It trembled slightly in mid-air, and suddenly flashed a few beautiful red lights. Hong Ming felt a pain in his heart, and the Zi Mansion seemed to be showing signs of damage.

"Senior! The powerful enemy has been eliminated, please calm down!"

He shouted anxiously, and the flame searched around for a while, but it seemed that no enemy was found, and it slowly retracted by itself.After a while, the fighting spirit faded away, the cauldron shook, and a sigh overflowed from it.

Sigh and groan, repeating those two words over and over again.Homecoming, homecoming.No more words.

Hong Ming bowed his head deeply, for more than [-] years, it seems that he has exhausted the remaining sanity of this remnant soul, except for the endless fighting spirit, only the longing to return home is left.These long years are too lonely for a true immortal. His memory is gone, his mind is gone, and he is even allowed to be controlled and enslaved by evildoers. His true spirit is almost wiped out. If he hadn't come here by himself, how long would he have to wait before returning to his homeland? ?

Enthusiasm welled up in his heart, Hong Ming solemnly swore to the sky, "I swear by the true spirit, I will try my best to bring my predecessors back to the Middle Earth in my lifetime."

Hearing such a heavy promise, the Chiyang Cauldron seemed to be a little happy. With a buzzing sound, the Golden Crow reappeared, its wings fluttered, its three legs moved, and as it danced gracefully, a burst of enthusiasm surged into its heart.I saw that the purple mansion slowly changed from white mist to a red mat, and more and more gathered, like smoke and mist, more like a tent of red gauze, but there was not much heat, just like the warm sun covering the whole body in three springs.As the Golden Crow danced, the red yarn became more and more dense, shrinking and shrinking, and finally became the size of a pill and flew straight to the Golden Crow. The Golden Crow swallowed the red pill with a long beak.Then a dazzling golden light flashed, and the Chiyang Cauldron became brighter and brighter. It rose slowly and hit the inner wall of the Zifu with a buzzing sound.Before Hong Ming could stop it, a golden light flashed and the tripod disappeared.

He was taken aback, before he hurried to the inner wall of the Purple Mansion, he was surprised again when he took a closer look, it turned out that this was not the inner wall of the Purple Mansion, it was clearly a solid big wall made of bronze.I saw the three rivers and five mountains, the mountains and rivers of Kyushu depicted on the wall, isn't it the pattern inscribed on the tripod of Kyushu?It wasn't until this time that Hong Ming really realized that this place was not the Purple Mansion in his body, but in the belly of the Nine Tripods.Maybe when he touched it at that time, Jiuding entered his body and created this cave like Zifu. All these opportunities came from Jiuding, and they must fall in Jiuding.Following the mountains and rivers, his gaze was fixed on the top left of the tripod body. There was an extra round of scorching sun in the place that was originally empty, and a golden crow circled around the sun. There was a sense of joy in the simplicity.

Reaching out his hand to gently caress the body of the tripod, Hong Ming closed his eyes.The fairy world war is still circling in his mind.Dan Ding has been obtained, what about the remaining bells?What about Baoshu?What about the star flag?If every artifact has such a remnant soul attached to it, how can he let these artifacts wander in other places.That's what I'm here for.Touching the beak of the Golden Crow lightly with his fingertips, Hong Ming stepped back a few steps and knelt down with his long body.

"The younger generation will surely find all kinds of fairy artifacts and bring all the gods back to their hometowns."

A burst of heat surged all over his body, and with two clangs, he opened his eyes again.

The object of entry this time was an old face stained with black and red, mixed with blood and mud, and the gray hair was scorched black and withered yellow, which was very eye-catching when mixed together.The corner of Hong Ming's mouth moved lightly, revealing a half-smile.

"You finally woke up!" Leopold groaned in pain, "What the hell is going on? It almost drove me crazy!"

"It's nothing, just entering meditation and communicating with the artifact..."

"Communication?!" The gray-robed mage let out a strange cry, "Look under you!!"

Hong Ming was stunned, and naturally followed his fingers to look down, and saw that the once bright red land had now turned into its original color, some fertile soil was dark, some blue stones were jagged, and some were scorched. The original color of colored glaze is crystal clear, divided into pure white and black, but those shocking reds are no longer seen.

"This is……"

"When you were in a coma, the red all over the ground swished towards you. No protective cover would work. It scared me to death!"

Listening to the gray-robed mage's almost roaring explanation, Hong Ming suddenly realized.It turned out that the red mist I saw in the depths of Jiuding was formed by the cinnabar all over the place. Now that the cinnabar has been swallowed by the Golden Crow, the erysipelas that has been difficult to resolve for thousands of years will naturally dissipate here.After a few generations, this place will definitely become a piece of fertile soil for people to live in again.

In this way, this matter is over.Hong Ming sighed softly and stood up. "Let's go out of the city, the demon has been eliminated, we can return after picking up those two."

"It's much more complicated than I thought." The gray-robed mage also sighed, "I just don't know what happened outside the city, and where did the phoenix come from?"

"As soon as you leave the city, you will know."

After straightening their robes, the two of them walked out of the city hand in hand, their magic power was exhausted, and they could no longer fly with the sword at this time.After walking straight for nearly half an hour, the two finally came to the city gate, and saw a lonely figure sitting beside a long sword in the yellow sand in the distance.

"Shen, what happened here?" Hong Ming walked up quickly and asked the dark elf who was sitting on the ground.

Sarn slowly raised his head, showing a wry smile. "Honestly, I really don't know either."