There is an inn in the sky

Chapter 616 Meeting Little Red Bird Again

Although the black pottery flowerpot made Yan Qingkong palpitate, life must go on.

When he returned to the wild world again, among the wild crowd of thousands of people, he suddenly found that the stone carvings on the nearby stone mountain were missing.

His expression changed drastically, and he quickly rushed towards the stone mountain to see what was going on.

When it landed on Shishan, it was found that the skin of Shishan was weathered.

A gust of wind passed by, blowing up the stone dust all over the sky, submerging him in the dust mist...

His complexion is very bad at this time, how long has he been away?

At most it's just a few years.

Rumbling--

At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and thick thunder and lightning interweaved into a huge silver light grid, descending with a devastating power, making all the creatures on the earth tremble.

Even the overlords and fierce beasts on the barren land dare not act rashly under this power grid.

The heavy rain swished down.

There was a torrential downpour in the barren land, and the rain also washed the stone mountain under Yan Qingkong's feet.

Before the heavy rain stopped, the stone mountain was already two or three meters lower, and all the writings had disappeared without leaving any traces.

At this time, he quickly flew to other places, with a strong feeling of bad feeling in his heart.

Days passed in the blink of an eye.

All the places where he left handwriting have been weathered or destroyed, leaving no clues...

Yan Qingkong was terrified, and clenched his hands into fists.

Maybe it's an accident if it's just one or two places, but it's all over the place...

What kind of power is it that can wipe out all traces of civilization?

There was a wordless anger on Yan Qingkong's face.

At this moment, he didn't know what to do... Could it be that he could only watch helplessly as the Kyushu human race, which had become savages, was struggling in a wild world where fierce beasts were rampant?
Can only become food for ferocious beasts?
He couldn't help feeling sad for the Kyushu human race. They used to dominate the heavens and the world, and almost dominated the ancient times. Now they are not only reduced to the food of ferocious beasts, but they can't even pass on their own civilization, and they have become ignorant savages. ...

At this time, he watched a wild crowd of hundreds of people being attacked by a ferocious beast, but he was helpless.

He stood on the top of the mountain, turned his head...

After a while, he quickly left, fleeing as if.

Of the wild crowd of hundreds of people behind him, none of them survived, and all of them became the food of ferocious beasts...

He ran fast on his feet.

But how many mountains, how many rivers...

And there was another wild crowd in front of them, who were being attacked by fierce beasts, not to mention broken limbs, not even a drop of blood...

All of them were swallowed by the huge beast in one gulp.

"kill!"

Yan Qingkong didn't stop walking, but ran away.

At this time, his whole body was like a cannonball, flying towards the huge beast.

Punch out.

Terrifying fist shadows filled the world.

This punch is his strongest attack so far.

Behind him, a terrifying emperor's shadow reappeared, like an ancient emperor who swept across the world, eclipsing the world.

"Thirteen Punches"!
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the whole world seemed to explode.

Even if Yan Qingkong blasted a huge crater tens of kilometers wide into the wild land, a lake would be formed in the blink of an eye.However, Ji Zeng, who devoured the wild crowd, still had nothing to do, and instead drank water leisurely by the lake.

Yan Qingkong calmed down and looked at the beast seriously.

Leave shortly after.

In the next year, Yan Qingkong traveled around the wild world, carefully observing the changes in the world, hoping to find some clues.

Unfortunately, the result let him down.

Although he guessed that the wild world might be shrouded in a strange force, which would lead to the disappearance of all traces of civilization.

But he couldn't find it.

Time and time again, I entered the wild world with expectations, and left disappointed again and again...

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed in the world he lives in, and more than a hundred years have passed in the wild world, and he still hasn't discovered that strange power.

At the beginning of the year, that is, one year later.

In Tubo Tianfu, he conducted the second ceremony of conferring gods.

In addition to newly canonizing some land gods, mountain gods, and river gods, Shen Zhibai, Princess Chang, and Xiaobai have officially become full-time envoys of the seventh-rank halls of various temples in Tianfu...

As for the five worship gods, the god of wealth and so on.

Yan Qingkong plans to wait for the third year to be canonized again...

And at the end of the year, Yan Qingkong received the sixth ghost with a black pottery flowerpot.

— Poor and big.

A powerful evil spirit that can carry mountains on its shoulders and move them away.

Wu E, Qing Jia, Men Ji, Blood Empress, Mountain Ghost, Poor...

What ghosts will be behind?
Yan Qingkong was worried, but also had a trace of expectation.

Or looking forward to opening the black pottery flowerpot and preparing to create a underworld by yourself. After all, the role of the underworld is still very important, otherwise he will place the souls of the dead in the distance.

However, it is also possible that the gate of hell has been opened, so that the world, and even himself, may fall into desperation.

Although Ba Xia guessed that the black pottery flower pot was the legendary reincarnation pot, but who knew what would happen after opening it?

But there was one thing that made Yan Qingkong a little puzzled.

Shen Cai has not appeared for a year.

Logically speaking, there are many priesthoods in the heavenly court, it is impossible to only have these gods...

But the divine dish just didn't show up, so Yan Qingkong couldn't do anything about it.

Apart from cooking long lettuce, he spends most of his time in the wild world, observing the changes in the world day and night, and the growth of savages...

But two or three hundred years later, the IQ of the savages became lower instead.

At the beginning of the third year, Yan Qingkong canonized some gods of the Five Sacrifice, God of Wealth, etc., but the ranks of the gods were not high, they were all at the eighth or ninth rank.

Strictly speaking, it is not a real God of Wealth.

And not long after he canonized the gods, the black pottery flower pot received the seventh ghost, a strange bird with nine heads.

- ghost car

Time passes in daily bits and pieces.

Since he entered the wild world for the first time, thousands of years have passed in the wild world.

And when he was walking in the wild world, he met a little red bird in a hot flaming mountain...

Yan Qingkong froze for a moment when he saw it. Is it the little red bird in Wuzang Mountain?
After several observations, he confirmed it.

The little red bird has grown up.

At this time, its body shape was about the same as that of a common peacock, and it was red all over, braving a billowing heat wave.

It has a long tail and drags a long flame.

It is in the Flame Mountain, fighting with a fierce flame beast that is also scorched by a heat wave...

Yan Qingkong couldn't help, so he could only watch the battle from the sidelines.

How many years has this been gone?

In Yan Qingkong's world, it was just over three years.

However, in the world of Little Red Bird, it may be more than 1000 years, or it may be thousands of years...

A day in Yan Qingkong's world is not necessarily a year in the wild world.

It could be ten years, or even a hundred years.

Therefore, Yan Qingkong found that the current little red bird has become much stronger than him.If it is divided according to the realm of spiritual cultivation, the little red bird may have reached the realm of gods.

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(End of this chapter)