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Mr. Wang, who was leaning on a cane yesterday, walked over slowly, with a gloomy look on his old face.

"Xiao Zhou, you didn't do a good job. Although I was very angry with that guy yesterday, you can't bear any resentment. If he has the way to leave here, then he has the absolute initiative. We should ask him for a deal, and if you don't tell him any news first, how can he tell us the news?"

"Mr. Wang, you can't say that. He came to us first to trade, so he should be the first to show his sincerity. I also revealed part of our business to him, which is already a sign of sincerity."

Zhou Dong shook his head slowly.

"Okay, don't I know you? You mix truth with lies, lies with truth, and you cover up the truth. On the surface, it seems that you have said everything, but in fact, what you said is useless. Your words are only useful in real transactions."

"But now we have encountered hope and opportunity. This is our way to leave here. You are no longer the president of Zhoutian Chamber of Commerce, and they are not the ones begging for cooperation from you. We are the ones begging for cooperation from them. We should bow our heads when we should."

Old Wang was scolding Zhou Dong with a look of disappointment, and he almost wanted to swing the cane at Zhou Dong.

"Okay, Mr. Wang, now that things have come to this, there is no need to say anything more. Our secrets will always be our secrets. Even if we stay here for another 1000 years, these secrets will not be leaked."

Zhou Dong's attitude was firm, and he was not changed by Old Wang's idea at all. Old Wang was so angry that he was gasping for breath, and his breath became unstable, floating from the middle stage of foundation building to the early stage of consolidating the foundation.

"Are you still thinking about becoming an immortal? I've lived for thousands of years. I'm dead, and I'll live here for the rest of my life. What about them? What about these people? They all came to this world with you. If it weren't for your decision, would they be trapped here? How many of us have died here because our realms were suppressed and our life spans were short!"

Wang was so angry that he smashed his crutch on the ground, puffing his beard and glaring, and wanted to fight with Zhou.

The people around him quickly grabbed Mr. Wang.

"Mr. Wang, don't you understand? We have been trapped here for 1000 years, aren't we just hoping to become immortals? Ask them, if they really wanted to leave, would they stay here forever?"

Zhou Dong pointed at the people around him and spoke loudly.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Wang looked around, and was met with pairs of eager yet struggling eyes.

What I long for is that elusive hope of becoming an immortal, and what I struggle with is the disappointment of waiting for a thousand years without any reward.

Perhaps some people were struggling to escape from this world, but what Mr. Wang saw in the eyes of these former companions was really more of a desire to become immortals.

"..."

Old Wang was stunned. He had never expected that his former companions really wanted to seize the elusive opportunity of becoming immortals.

Become the immortal who was high above us who knows how many years ago.

Instead of wanting to leave here.

"Old Wang, a thousand years ago, we came here and found that this was a trap set by a true immortal. He wanted to absorb the spiritual veins of all the living beings that came here and transform them into a living soul as a chance to revive himself. But then we couldn't leave. Moreover, we have all been contaminated by the white mist. Even if we really escaped from here, wouldn't we be brought back by the immortal's magic?"

A strong confidence suddenly welled up in Zhou Dong's eyes, without any of the entanglement and struggle he had last night when he sat by the window and looked at the white fog outside.

"I think there is only one real chance, and that is to snatch that soul away, destroy the immortal's resurrection, and let us eat the soul instead, so that we can have the opportunity to become immortals."

163 I thought of the lovely jade feet again

"Since you all think so, then let it be. Anyway, I am an old man who has lived for thousands of years. I have experienced everything that should be experienced and tried everything that should be tried. You guys are still young. If you want to waste time here, then waste time here."

Old Wang sighed with a bitter smile from the bottom of his heart, and looked at everyone with cloudy eyes, which were filled with pity and compassion.

Become an immortal?

Fairy?

Is it really that easy?

Is it really that easy?

Ever since the death of the true immortal, no new immortal has appeared in the ancient world until now, and no matter who it is, there is no sign of becoming an immortal.

Could it be that people like Zhou Dong are more powerful than those old monsters who are in the peak stage?

Sometimes it's better to know yourself.

Rather than being stuck in one place.

This world is a trap set by an immortal, and contains some relics and supplies of the immortal.

People with greed in their hearts will naturally yearn for the immortals of the past when they see these things. However, the immortals themselves have already fallen. With the relics of the immortals, do they still want to become these fallen immortals?

Old Wang walked towards the fields alone.

The people from Zhoutian Chamber of Commerce gathered around Zhou Dong, their eyes once again filled with fiery looks.

"We must hold on. As long as we can keep this secret, as long as we can find the time when the soul is born and snatch it away, we will have the opportunity to become immortals. Then we can leave here and return to the ancient world. The sea is vast and the sky is big. Who can stop us?"

"We are immortals, high and mighty immortals. Those who once looked down on us and bossed us around will all lie down under us and become our servants!"

Zhou Dong enthusiastically expressed his ideas, and the people around him responded with excitement.

No one knew why Zhou Dong, who was once the branch president of Zhoutian Chamber of Commerce and was so high and mighty, would say such things when everyone around him was flattering him.

But the people around him just waved their hands excitedly and looked at Zhou Dong warmly, as if as long as they did this, they would be able to hold on until the moment when the soul was born, and then they would be able to catch the soul and grab the only elusive chance of becoming an immortal.

……

far away.

Yang Yu has already left here and is flying at high speed towards the edge of the map.

He passed by two normal villages, but he did not collect the black seeds.

Yang Yu stopped when he reached the edge of the map.

Before my eyes was a vast expanse of desert, with yellow sand flying into the sky. The temperature was so high that the air was distorted, and hot air was rising into the sky. I even had the illusion that the desert was burning.

A small stream separates the desert and the green grassland.

Yang Yu fell down, stood on the green grass, broke off a branch and threw it across the stream.

The moment the branch flew over the stream and reached the desert, the part that passed over began to burn violently. In almost the blink of an eye, the branch was burned to ashes and mixed with the yellow sand.

"High temperatures can cause branches to spontaneously combust?"

Yang Yu vigilantly broke off another branch, wrapped it with his own spiritual power, and threw it across.

This time the branch landed safely on the desert, but the spiritual power was consumed extremely quickly. In just two or three breaths, the spiritual power wrapped in the branch was completely consumed, and the branch burned into ashes again.

"The spiritual power should be able to protect us for a while."

Yang Yu wrapped the spiritual power around his entire body, first stretched out a hand to make sure that the spiritual power could withstand the high temperature of the desert opposite, and then slowly took the first step.

Spiritual power was being consumed rapidly. Even the spiritual power compressed in Yang Yu's dantian was being consumed slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Yu estimated that the pills in his storage ring could probably sustain his consumption for 48 hours.

But he would not stay in this desert for so long. He just wanted to see what was at the end of the map.

Yang Yu was walking quickly in the desert, with yellow sand all around him. He wanted to hold his breath, but suddenly he breathed in a strong breath of spiritual energy, which made him confused for a moment, and then he looked at the yellow sand under his feet.

"This is……"

Yang Yu's mind suddenly began to beat. He waited for the yellow sand with strong spiritual energy to blow past, then he squatted down again and scooped up a pile of sand with his hands.

The sand with distinct grains and sharp edges did not look like yellow sand, but more like something he was quite familiar with.

"This seems to be... Lingyu?"

Yang Yu narrowed his eyes as he looked at the endless yellow sand around him. His heart, which had just been beating, became even more excited.

Is this a desert of spiritual jade?

There were so many spiritual jades piled up that they spontaneously began to condense together, trying to condense into a larger piece of spiritual jade.

If this is true, then this unimaginable high temperature can be explained.

There were too many spiritual jades gathered together, crushing each other and forming a melted ocean of spiritual jade. The terrifying pressure had nowhere to be released, so it naturally formed high temperature and was released.

Yang Yu stretched out his hand and touched the piece of yellow sand and spiritual jade. His spiritual consciousness slowly penetrated into the yellow sand and spiritual jade, one zhang, two zhang... a hundred zhang.

Hundreds of feet below the yellow sand and spiritual jade, there was indeed a channel that had melted into a sea of ​​spiritual energy, emitting blazingly high temperatures that were dozens of times higher than the surface temperature.

"With so many spiritual jades, I'm afraid they can crush the Qingfeng Sect to death."

Yang Yu's spiritual awareness was extremely expanded, but even if it was stretched to its limit, he could not find the edge of this piece of yellow sand jade.

Endless yellow sand and spiritual jade are simply piled up in this area.

"It's a pity that these spiritual jades are too broken and the purity is not very high. They can't be used as spiritual jades in the eternal world."

Yang Yu felt a little regretful. If all these things could be used as spiritual jades in the ancient world, they might be enough to buy out the entire Liuli Sect. Seeing this amount of spiritual jades, Fairy Haoyue would probably have to sit down and have a good talk.

At least she won't step on his chest with her cute, tempting, sweet cake-like little feet.

Yang Yu suddenly gave a strange smile.

For so many days, whenever I thought of Fairy Haoyue, I thought of her delicious little feet.

It does have some aftertaste.

It always feels a little weird.

If I could use these little feet...

cough cough...

Forget it.

I don't want to do such a thing of betraying my teacher and my master. It's a bit too incestuous.

Yang Yu collected his thoughts and turned his gaze back to the yellow sand jade.

There should be nothing new beyond this piece of yellow sand, and the edge of the world should stop here.

164 Luo Fairy

Within the territory of Qingfeng Sect.

An important economic city.

The lively little street was bustling with people coming and going. The young masters and young ladies who were out for fun were very showy, and among the pedestrians there were many people wearing different and strange clothes.

Many people from famous sects, both large and small, occasionally passed by. The clothes they wore were neat and gorgeous, giving people a feeling as if they were immortals banished to the earth.

Especially the men with high status in the sect, most of them wear jade-bound high crowns, walk steadily, and their every move gives people a feeling of being bathed in spring breeze.

But what people pay attention to is often...

"Look! Isn't that Fairy Luo from the Qingfeng Sect?"

"Where? Where?..."