Quick Time Travel Plane Development 2

Zi Hua said, "You have admitted your mistake. I am not the leader of the Jing family."

One person and one fox were surprised and panicked.

They made a big mistake and recognized the wrong saint in person. No matter how the saint punished them, they should be punished first for their mistakes.

They have now entered the wilderness pointed by the other party and caused some damage to the surrounding area. The other party has more reasons to take action against them.

Moreover, powerful cultivators don't need reasons. They are like ants in front of powerful cultivators who are quasi-sage or above. The other party can destroy them at will.

When Chief Jing was giving a sermon, he would not attack the cultivators who came to listen easily, so they were not very frightened just now.

They can't catch the quasi-sage's attack.

Dong Xiao, in particular, felt even more uneasy when he directly mentioned the name Jingyi.

He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed deeply, "It's Dongxiao Wuzhuang. I'm here to forgive the saint." After saluting, he took out a piece of loess from the gourd around his waist and offered it with both hands, "This is the breath of the day after tomorrow." Soil, dedicated to the saint.”

The gourd on his waist is a space magic weapon.

The apology gift was sent to Yuhua's heart. The soil is the most ideal all-round nutrient supply source for the sacred tree, and it is used for the main body of her tree.

Unless it was her first meeting with Dong Xiao, she would have thought that Xirang was specially given to her by Dong Xiao.

Innate breath soil can no longer be found in ancient times, and acquired breath soil is also a rare treasure.

Can she refuse? She must not.

Zi Hua reached out and took Hou Tian Xi soil.

Nine-tailed fox Siyu didn't think that she only called the other person a saint, but she also recognized him as a member of the Jing family, and the other party would not know.

She is the one who deserves to be blamed.

In fact, I don’t blame them for mistaking it.

When a cultivator who enters the Holy Realm practices, every time he exhales and inhales, all the energy of heaven and earth may be emptied out for a thousand miles. If two Holy Realm cultivators are too close, there will be interference from both sides, making it impossible to concentrate on meditation.

Therefore, those who have attained the Tao are always alone, and there is at least tens of thousands of miles between them.

Given the size of the world, there are very few saints in the realm. It is not possible for one to come out within tens of thousands of miles. Otherwise, she would not have heard the quasi-sage preaching and traveled more than 70,000 miles to come here.

How could she have imagined that there would be another saint living just a few thousand miles away from Jingshan Mountain.

Seeing that Dong Xiao had taken out all the treasures such as Hou Tianxi soil, she made a decision, opened her mouth, and took out an orb from her mouth.

The demon clan's cultivation method can open up a space in the body that can be stored.

She raised the orb above her head with both hands, lowered her head slightly and said, "This water-avoiding bead is a gift for Si Yu to absolve him of his sins. I ask the saint to accept it."

Water repellent beads are also a good treasure.

Zihua decided to accept it too.

She would not accept such a valuable treasure from one person and one fox in vain, so she asked each person and one fox, "What do you want?"

How dare one person and one fox dare to return the gift? They looked at each other and understood that the other person's thoughts were the same as his own.

They both replied, "I don't want anything."

Zihua asked in a different way, "How did you meet, and why did you start fighting?"

Si Yuxian said, "I heard that there was a saint preaching in Jingshan, so I rushed here. When I walked to the front, I met this human being. He asked me where I came from, and I said Qingqiu.

He heard that the name in the newspaper was Dongxiao from the Luochuan tribe, and he wanted me to pay with my blood. He and I have no previous encounters, let alone any enmity. There is no blood debt.

How could I let him kill me? I started fighting with him and fought all the way here, which shocked the saint. "

Dong Xiao glared at Si Yu, disagreeing with what Si Yu said, but he didn't dare to argue with Si Yu here. He only said to Zi Hua, "The sage clearly knows. In the battle between the Witch Clan and the Monster Clan, many of my ancestors died. In the hands of the Qingqiu Fox Clan.

Her family and I have a feud, and she is the bloodline of the enemy who killed my ancestors. She has a world debt, and it is only right that I seek revenge from her. "

Juhua nodded slightly towards both of them, without judging who was right or wrong.

She first asked Si Yu, "Have you ever heard your clansmen mention the war between lich and lich thousands of years ago? How many humans died at the hands of your ancestors?"

The intelligent creatures in the ancient world have long lifespans. Cultivators live longer, and the hatred they cause lasts longer.

Fortunately, what I remember is not the more ancient Lich War. That war lasted for millions of years. Almost all the powerful people in the Holy Realm of the Witch Clan and the Demon Clan died, and countless people below the Holy Realm died.

As for the Lich War thousands of years ago, it only lasted for a few decades, with each side having its own winner or loser. The war ended due to too many casualties on both sides.

The witches in this Lich War can only be regarded as human beings who have the blood of the witch clan and have practiced witchcraft power.

Later, there was no large-scale conflict between the two Lich clans, but the hatred was also suppressed.

Si Yu said, "I've heard of the great war ten thousand years ago, in which both sides suffered numerous casualties. There were many melees, but there was no record of which human race died at the hands of our clan, or how many people of our clan were killed by the human race. It's even less clear who died. Both the human race and the human race who killed my clan have the same names.”

Zi Hua asked Dong Xiao, "What about you? How many of your clansmen died at the hands of which demon clan ten thousand years ago, and how many demon clans did your clansmen kill? In addition to the Qingqiu Fox clan, what other demon clan is your feud?" ?”

Dong Xiao shook his head, "I don't know the whole story. The only ancestors of my clan who are recorded as passing on my bloodline all died at the hands of the Qingqiu Fox Clan."

Zihua asked again, "If a descendant of the demon clan killed by your ancestors seeks revenge on you, will you be willing to admit it?"

Dong Xiao was stunned for a moment. He had never thought about this problem. Thinking of what he had said and done before, he bit the bullet and said, "...I should admit it, life and death are fateful."

"Yes. Let me take a look." Zihua took out a thought and entered the river of destiny. It took some time to find the destiny watermark of the Lich War thousands of years ago.

She activated the time-stopping property obtained from the gate rules. No matter how much time she spent in the long river of fate, in the eyes of Dong Xiao and Si Yu, Yun Hua just closed her eyes lightly.

Seeing her open her eyes, she heard her say, "The war between the witches and the lich ten thousand years ago lasted forty-six years, of which the Luochuan people participated in the war for thirty-nine years..."

"In the battle, the demons who killed the Luochuan people included the golden eagles, the Qingqiu foxes, the Chishan foxes, the snow wolves, the red snakes, the black rats, and the Qingze black apes..."

"The demons killed by the Luochuan people included the red snakes, the black rats, the Qingqiu foxes, the thunder leopards, and the blue phoenixes..."

Yun Hua waved her hand and copied several representative pictures in the fate watermark, showing them in front of the two people in the water realm.

Dong Xiao and Si Yu saw it clearly, and the picture was full of a heavy sense of history.

Moreover, the two secretly used their own talents and magic to determine that the picture came from that year, and was not fabricated by the other party with magic.

The other party had no need to make up stories.

The two suddenly realized that they had underestimated the other party. The other party was at least a true saint, or even a heavenly master.

The two became more solemn.

Dong Xiao became even more worried. The other party had used such a powerful technique, and his intention was to target him directly. (End of this chapter)