757: C757 Dream Butterfly

C757 Dream Butterfly

A beauty, not like the human world.

But it was because she was too beautiful that she seemed unreal.

It was not real.

Because the beauty in front of him … She was a f * cking woman he knew and was very familiar with. He would never forget her.

Zhu Xi!

He did not expect that the woman living in the thatched cottage was Zhu Xi.

Yang Ping's mouth was agape. After a long while, she said in shock: "Zhu Xi, why are you here?"

Zhu Xi quietly looked at him, knowing that Yang Ping had said his name, she shook her head: "You and I have never met, how do you know my name?"

"Never met?"

Yang Ping laughed bitterly, let alone meeting face to face, she had even seen her naked body, but he was not stupid enough to think that the woman in front of him was Zhu Xi, because the girl in front of him, who did not seem to have any energy fluctuations, gave off a feeling that made one's heart jump.

Even Madame Zhu did not have such a realm.

Fortunately, the her in front of him had a very familiar appearance. Otherwise, with Yang Ping's realm, if he were to face someone of such a realm, wouldn't he be courting death by casually asking such a question?

"You and I knew each other?"

Yang Ping only felt that his entire body had been seen through. Regardless of the changes in his eyes, the darkness energy hibernating in his body, or even the two black and white Yin-yang Fish s in her forehead, were all exposed to the outside.

The Yin-yang Fish instantly materialized and started to spin.

She extended her hand towards the Yin-yang Fish, causing Yang Ping to be shocked, she wanted to stop her, but unfortunately, her power was nowhere to be found, as though she was one with the world. She breathed in the air, and in her world, the Yin-yang Fish landed on her palm, releasing cheerful sounds, as though she was back home.

Yang Ping's entire body was ice-cold.

Isn't this too strange?

She played with the Yin-yang Fish for a while, her eyes looking far away, as if she could see through history, past, present and future.

After a long while, she sighed and released the Yin-yang Fish.

The Yin-yang Fish reluctantly returned to between Yang Ping's eyebrows.

Yang Ping cursed in her heart, this guy was definitely male. She probably wouldn't be able to walk away from beauties, she was too disloyal. In the past, when she was in danger, the Yin-yang Fish could still protect him.

Who was this woman?

"You are the first person to enter this place in thirty years."

She smiled lightly and walked forward with a small knife in her hand. It was exquisite and cute, with no power to be seen. She casually waved it in the middle of the field.

Hiss …

Yang Ping's face changed, almost falling to the ground.

With a wave of her hand, the unremarkable small blade underwent a fierce change. It was incredibly powerful, as if it was capable of splitting heaven and earth apart. Yang Ping felt as if she was seeing a new era, a new world, and a new universe.

This blade actually had the feeling of creating the world.

This knife...

No matter how foolish Yang Ping was, she knew that it was definitely a Divine Instrument.

Oh my god!

This woman's identity was too mysterious. Not only did she look the same as Zhu Xi, her strength was extremely high, and she was probably a few grades higher than Madame Zhu. The small blade in her hand belonged to a Divine Instrument, it was a weapon that even the Sacred Grounds yearned for.

~ Wasn't the reason why I spent so much energy on Floating Temple to obtain a Divine Instrument?

And a handful of Divine Instrument appeared in her hand, just to cut the leeks. Thinking about it, Yang Ping had the urge to vomit blood.

Cut off a piece of the leek and it will grow out again.

She placed the leek inside and called for the southeast. Yang Ping was curious, and followed along, and saw a Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng, which he had seen before when he first entered. The Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng whizzed out of the dirt before kneeling in front of her, obediently offering her a drop of milky white liquid.

Gulp!

Yang Ping was so jealous that she was about to go crazy.

This was the life essence of the Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng, and it was even giving out its life essence without the slightest bit of reluctance. This was a fawning Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng that knew how to please the world's strongest and the person in charge.

She touched Old Ginseng's leaf and smiled, "I'll grant you life."

Yang Ping raised her head and saw the rain falling from the sky, like a nectar falling on a leaf. The leaf was instantly absorbed and the aura became even more ethereal as she turned around and entered the soil.

His jaw dropped.

Yang Ping laughed bitterly and thought to herself, what exactly is this place?

She was like the founder.

He could control everything here.

"This is not leeks."

Seemingly knowing what Yang Ping was thinking, she turned around and explained, "This is Heavenly Star Grass, shaped like a leek, but it has a bitter taste, suitable for use in medicine."

Yang Ping immediately remembered from the records, Heavenly Star Grass was rarely seen in a hundred years, and could only grow in tombs that were more than a thousand years old. However, before this, there had already been experts for many years. During the Three Kingdoms period, the most powerful person in the tomb robbing was Cao Cao, who relied on the tomb robbing army to raise his army. Next up was the ruler surnamed Sun, who directly stole the mausoleum of Empress Dowager Ci.

Therefore, any thousand year old tomb should be located in a remote and inaccessible location. There was basically no Heavenly Star Grass to be found.

However, there was a large area of Heavenly Star Grass before him.

It overturned all of Yang Ping's knowledge.

What exactly is this place?

Who was she?

With intense curiosity, Yang Ping followed her as they traveled throughout the world. She collected over a dozen extinct medicinal herbs outside, and then placed them inside the thatched cottage.

You are not allowed to enter the thatched cottage.

She put the things away and walked out, saying, "I'll take you to see something."

He didn't ask about where he came from nor what his purpose was.

She and he seemed to have known each other since a long time ago, although she really didn't know him, and he seemed to know her very well. When the two of them arrived at the crack where Yang Ping came in, it had already been closed and there was not a single trace of it to be seen.

She slashed at the ground.

Yang Ping looked down and felt her hair stand on end. A screen of light appeared on the ground. From the screen, there seemed to be countless coffins inside. And these coffins were densely packed, so it wasn't the most terrifying thing. Because Yang Ping could see that every single coffin here was exactly the same as the bronze coffin that sealed him for nine lifetimes.0

It was right in front of him, but it was actually too far away.

Even though it was too far, Yang Ping could still feel the terrifying killing intent coming from the light screen.

If not for the light screen stopping it, just the pressure of these nine life coffins alone would have been enough to kill Yang Ping. There were too many bronze coffins in the ninth life, and every bronze coffin had a unique expert sealed within them. In the middle of the bronze coffins in the ninth life, there was a huge blood red coffin that was tens of times larger than normal, with ancient words written on them. Every word of the coffin seemed like a type of dao, countless dao was being sealed, and with the support of countless dao, every dao was the dao of an Sky Sovereign, it was something that far surpassed Yang Ping's imagination. This type of dao could make a person become a Saint King and use countless of dao to suppress them. This meant that the cultivation of the owner of this blood-red coffin was extremely high.

The bronze coffin of the ninth life seemed to worship an emperor as it swirled around him.

Suddenly, the blood red bronze coffin trembled, and the scene before him turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. As Yang Ping stood there, he could feel an aura that could destroy the heaven and earth, as if his existence represented destruction, the ultimate slaughter.

"I'll be back."

The blood-red bronze coffin's owner emitted a special kind of fluctuation that only Yang Ping could understand. This was no longer a pure world language. It had come from a distant country, a distant world.

It was just that for some reason, Yang Ping was extremely familiar with the place.

This fluctuation was the strongest he had ever seen.

One of them.

Who was the owner of the blood-red bronze coffin?

They want to come back?

Yang Ping's entire body trembled.

If this power were to return, not to mention the Holy Land, even if all the powers in China were combined, they would still be unable to contend against it. This was because the countless nine lives of bronze coffins represented countless Saints, which was beyond the imagination of the Ji Realm.

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