Chapter 1074 Return

Seeing countless stars appearing in the air, Xu Yi stood up and touched the stars with his tentacles, but it was no different from touching the void. The only difference was that there was a faint coolness coming from the tentacles.

Nowadays, Xu Yi's knowledge of space and travel is no longer what it used to be. He knows that this is the space node he is looking for. However, this space node is so small that it is impossible for a person to pass through it.

Immediately, Xu Yi expanded the search area. Three hundred feet westward, a starry sky pattern the size of a house appeared in front of him. Its appearance was very similar to what he saw at the Void Temple that day.

Xu Yi was overjoyed, knowing that he had finally found it. He immediately separated his true soul and silently performed the magic formula. The true soul surrounded his body and gradually expanded into a light-colored box that could accommodate two people.

Immediately, Xu Yi took out the boundary sign, swayed, and rushed straight into the starry sky pattern.

Xu Yi already knew that releasing his senses while traveling through space was quite dangerous, so he immediately calmed down and remained still, allowing time to pass through space.

I don’t know how long time passed, but there was a shaking around me. The next moment, my body shook, my eyes blurred, and my field of vision suddenly widened.

But seeing the towering ancient trees, the blooming flowers, and the cool breeze blowing from the distant mountains, carrying the intoxicating fragrance, Xu Yi immediately recognized that this was the Dai Viet Royal Cemetery.

It was from this dark mountain that he entered the Zhongxuan Continent.

After successfully crossing in, Xu Yi's clothes were intact and he was no longer in the same embarrassment as before. The root cause lies in the light-colored box he had previously transformed with his true soul.

This method was summed up and understood based on the books in Wanzang's library. Although it is clumsy, it is more practical.

What’s even better is that it’s now possible to take Yan Zi back and forth without him having to look for boundary signs.

After sweeping the still pure gold boundary tile in his hand, Xu Yi felt even more settled and had a new definition of the energy contained in this pure gold boundary tile.

Putting away the boundary sign, Xu Yi jumped south. Not long after, he came to a tombstone. It was the tomb he had erected for Li Xiuluo and his wife.

Xu Yi thought lightly, and countless flowers came and piled up in front of the tombstone. Xu Yi looked at the tombstone with a smile. Suddenly, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and ink clouds condensed in an instant.

Xu Yi couldn't help but smile bitterly, and hurriedly took out an invisible pill from the pouch at his waist and took it. Suddenly, his blood condensed, his essence was restrained, and the ink clouds that had just rolled up in the sky suddenly dispersed.

"What's going on? Why is there such weird weather?"

"Who knew, it's really weird. This battle looks like the legendary Yin Jie."

"What the hell, how can there be such a calamity? It dissipated before it even came together. It seemed like God farted."

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To the southeast, thousands of feet away, two complaints came.

After listening for a moment, Xu Yi knew the identities of these two people. They were the mausoleum guards here. It seemed that the two of them also led a group of troops to guard the place.

Thinking about it, after he traveled from the hidden mountain here to the Zhongxuan Continent, the Dai Viet royal family was also worried that the news would be leaked, so they had to defend him with men and horses.

Xu Yi soared into the air. He had only soared thirty feet when he suddenly felt a heavy obstruction. Xu Yi knew that this was the restriction of the imperial mausoleum, or it was caused by the evil spirit. With a light pop, the restriction cracked like a bamboo. Opened, and immediately, it rose into the sky and disappeared.

Xu Yi's current cultivation level is comparable to that of Bao Si back then, but his physical body and bloodline are obviously far less powerful than Bao Si's remnants of the ancient times.

After taking the Invisibility Pill and suppressing the Qi and blood a little, there is no need to worry about triggering the Yin disaster at every turn.

After leaving the imperial mausoleum, Xu Yi discerned the direction slightly and flew southward in a straight line, using the control of electricity technique to make his presence invisible to the naked eye.

In less than half an hour, he was thousands of miles away.

After flying for another half an hour, a vast mountain looked like an overturned bamboo hat. Now before our eyes, the rushing water roared down from the top of the mountain and merged into the river.

Xu Yi's heart skipped a beat: Isn't this Huiyin Mountain?

There was a sudden throbbing in his heart, and he turned eastward. Not long after, he landed in front of a desolate mountain village.

It was June, and the scorching sun was almost igniting the crooked rows of maple leaves at the head of the village. On the terraces in the distance, countless hardworking farmers were busy planting seedlings.

A crooked thatched hut that seemed ready to topple over at any moment was inserted at the foot of Huiyin Mountain.

Xu Yi slowly walked towards the thatched hut step by step, as if he was stepping on the clouds or in a dream.

Xu Yi squatted in front of the crooked stove, looking at Cangshan Mountain in the distance and the end of the village road, endless thoughts racing in his mind.

Familiar scenes and familiar characters appear one after another like canvas.

Half an hour later, Xu Yi stood up and rushed to the nearest market town. He brought a large number of incense, candles and fireworks, and worshiped them one by one from Dahuang's grave, to his own ancestral grave, to the dusty tomb in the barren mountain, and then , and then went to Furong Town to worship Uncle Mu.

After doing all this, Xu Yi felt that a knot in his heart that he didn't know he had was suddenly lifted, and even his usually sharp thoughts suddenly became much smoother.

That evening, Xu Yi returned to Shenjing and Mount Futu.

He easily broke through the restrictions of Futu Mountain and went directly to the Qingping of his original cave. The cave was closed and the Qingping was quiet, but there was no sign of Rui Ya, let alone Yan Zifang.

Generally speaking, when Xu Yi returns to Dayue, the best way to find Yan Zi is to go straight to the Dayue Palace and search for the emperor's secrets.

However, he had promised Huang Xuanji that once possible, he would take Huang Xuanji out of this world.

Who knew that the news he received from Baosi was that there were different time flows in Zhongxuan Continent and this world.

He has just established a foothold in the Northern Holy Court now, and is not ready to travel at all. The reason why he came here in a hurry is because he is too worried about Yan Zi.

Therefore, he was embarrassed to come to see Huang Xuanji.

When he returned to the cave in Futu Mountain, he was thinking that Rui Ya might still be living here, and he was even hoping that Huang Xuanji had completed his mission and helped him find Yan Zi.

Now, the cave is empty, even Rui Ya has disappeared.

With no choice but to leave Futu Mountain, Xu Yi returned to Shenjing.

Wandering on the streets of Shenjing, he suddenly discovered many problems. The streets were still lively, but there were too many foreign accents.

Passing by Zhongtian Street, I discovered a strange scene. The famous Taixu Temple in Zhongji, Shenjing, was actually transformed into a large-scale Buddhist temple.

A nearly ten-foot-long golden Buddha stands in the Buddhist hall, with countless heads of people prostrating and incense burning.

The further they walked, the more strange they became. Xu Yi vaguely discovered the key to the problem. He immediately boarded a rail train and headed east of the city without further delay.

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In the spacious courtyard, a middle-aged man with slightly white temples was teasing a baby in his arms. In the courtyard, two children, about three or four years old, were running around the world chasing a yellow fur ball made of wool.