2799: C2799 Dream Butterfly

C2799 Dream Butterfly

A beauty, not like the human world.

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

It was indeed unreal!

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 didn't expect the woman who lived in the thatched cottage to be Zhu Xi.

Yang Ping's mouth was agape. After a long while, he exclaimed, "Zhu Xi, why are you here?"

Zhu Xi looked at him quietly. She knew that Yang Ping said his name and shook her head. "You and I have never met. How do you know my name?"

"Never met?"

Yang Ping smiled bitterly. He had seen her naked body, not to mention face to face, but he wouldn't foolishly think that the woman in front of him was Zhu Xi.

Even Madame Zhu didn't have such a cultivation level.

It was a good thing that she looked very familiar. Otherwise, with Yang Ping's cultivation level, wouldn't he be courting death to casually ask someone of such cultivation level?

"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 dark energy hidden in his body, or even the two Yin-yang Fish s in between his eyebrows, 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. He wanted to stop her, but his strength was nowhere to be found, as if she was one with the world. He breathed in the air, and in her world, the Yin-yang Fish landed on his palm.

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 Yang Ping's forehead.

Yang Ping cursed in his heart, this guy is definitely male. He probably won't be able to walk away the moment he sees a beauty. He's too disloyal. In the past, when he 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, hiss …

Yang Ping's expression changed drastically and he almost fell to the ground.

With a wave of her hand, the unremarkable knife underwent a drastic transformation. It was as if the world had been split into two. Yang Ping felt as if he had seen a new era, a new world, a new universe.

This blade actually had the feeling of creating the world.

This blade …

No matter how dumb Yang Ping was, he knew that it was definitely a Divine Instrument.

Oh my god!

This girl'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 knife in her hand was a Divine Instrument, a dream weapon of the Sacred Grounds.

~ 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 this, 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 her. He saw a Nine Revolutions Old Ginseng, which he had seen before when he came in. 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 he wanted 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 his head and saw the rain falling down from the sky. It was like a jade-like rain falling on a leaf. The leaf was instantly absorbed and the aura became more ethereal as it turned around and entered the soil.

His jaw dropped.

Yang Ping smiled bitterly and thought, what exactly is this place?

She was like the founder.

He could control everything here.

"This is not leeks."

As if she knew 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, and is suitable for use in medicine."

Yang Ping immediately remembered the records in the ancient tombs. Heavenly Star Grass was rarely seen in a hundred years, so it 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 completely overturned Yang Ping's knowledge.

What exactly is this place?

Who was she?

With great curiosity, Yang Ping followed her throughout the whole world. He collected more than a dozen herbs that were extinct on the outside and put them in 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. The two of them arrived at the crack where Yang Ping came in. It had already closed, and not a single mark could be seen on it.

She slashed at the ground.

Yang Ping's hair stood on end as he looked down. 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. Yang Ping could see that every coffin here was exactly the same as the bronze coffin that sealed him.0

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

Even though it was too far, Yang Ping still felt the terrifying murderous aura coming from the hologram.

If it weren't for the shield blocking the way, the pressure of the Nine Lives Copper Coffins would have been enough to kill Yang Ping. There were too many bronze coffins in the ninth life, and each bronze coffin had a peerless expert sealed within it. In the middle of the bronze coffins of the ninth life, there was a huge blood-red coffin that was dozens of times larger than the size of the others, with ancient characters carved onto it. Each character was like a Dao, with countless Daos sealed and supported. This type of dao could make a person become Saint King and use countless dao to suppress them. It meant that the owner of this blood-red coffin had an unparalleled cultivation.

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

Suddenly, the blood-red bronze coffin shook, and scenes of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appeared in front of his eyes. Yang Ping, who was inside the coffin, felt an aura which could destroy the heaven and earth, as if his existence represented destruction, representing ultimate slaughter.

"I'll be back."

The owner of the blood-red bronze coffin emitted a special 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.

He didn't know why, but Yang Ping was very familiar with it.

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 shuddered.

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.

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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