Chapter 799: War and Smoke
"Everyone, it's urgent, I need to leave immediately. Here, I'll trouble you seniors to guard it in case of any accidents, and wait for me to return."
Shi Hao's voice was steady and powerful, and every word contained unquestionable firmness.
The Lord of the Forbidden Zone heard this and nodded slowly:
"Go, Huang, although our old bones have not been active for a long time, we are still old and ambitious, and we can still shake and come down. We will wait for you to come back."
Niaoye and Jingbi said the same thing.
Shi Hao bowed deeply to express his gratitude.
Then he was very decisive, and as soon as he thought of it, he turned into a stream of light that rushed into the sky and headed towards Liu Village.
Soon, the quiet and peaceful village came into view.
The village was shaded by green trees and gurgling streams, a scene of a paradise, which was completely different from the tense atmosphere outside.
The village was still peaceful, and many villagers were seen holding hoes and working in the fields.
It was already very busy outside, but here it was still calm.
Shi Hao sighed.
Looking at the entire fairyland, and even in the heavens and the worlds, I am afraid that only here can be like this.
What does the war in the outside world have to do with me?
Let it drift, I will remain unmoved.
Just go!
At this moment, Shi Hao saw a familiar figure and hurriedly walked over.
That figure was none other than Old Man Lin who was waiting at the foot of the mountain.
"Grandpa Lin!" Shi Hao stepped forward quickly and saluted respectfully. Old Man Lin was also one of the most respected elders in Shi Hao's heart.
Most importantly, the other party was as amiable as Grandpa Shi Yunfeng. When he saw Old Man Lin, Shi Hao would always think of Shi Yunfeng's face and emotions.
"Hahaha, who did you think it was, old man? It's you, little Shitou!!" Seeing that the person was Shi Hao, old man Lin immediately smiled kindly.
Perhaps it was the war.
Or perhaps it was the resentment towards this chaotic world.
Or perhaps the memories of the past came to his mind.
Shi Hao, who was always strong and brave, couldn't help but feel a sore nose.
In addition to old man Lin calling him like this before, Shi Yunfeng also called him like this, but times have changed, and now only Grandpa Lin is left.
"Come and see Grandpa Lin." Quickly sorting out his mood, Shi Hao said with a smile.
"Hahaha, you little rascal, there must be other things, just say it, as long as Grandpa Lin can do it, there is absolutely no second thought. Speaking of which, I thought that although your Grandpa Shi has not been in contact for a long time, you are still a confidant to each other. You are also an old man, I watched you grow up, just take your own home in Liucun." Old man Lin looked kind.
"Grandpa Lin still understands me."
Shi Hao nodded, and a warm current suddenly surged in his heart, and then he handed the copper coffin in his hand forward.
"Grandpa Lin, my two children are sealed in here. I need to temporarily place them here. I hope you can take care of them and wait for me to return."
Grandpa Lin took the copper coffin and gently stroked its surface. A strange color flashed in his eyes, but he understood it in an instant and couldn't help but sighed: "Although you have come from adversity, Grandpa Lin knows that you want peace. In fact, you have been forced to do so until now... Now the enemy is at hand... Alas, don't worry, the old man will protect them until you return. This is Liu Village!!!"
"Thank you, Grandpa Lin." Shi Hao said from the bottom of his heart.
"Look at you, kid, why are you being so polite? There is no need to be so polite between you and me." Old man Lin waved his hand and said seriously.
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The borderland of the fairyland.
Looking around.
The sky here presents a light blue-purple color. Even in the bright daylight, you can vaguely see the stars looming, deep and distant, with a different artistic conception.
Here, ancient trees are towering, branches and leaves are lush, and water is gurgling. There are vigorous green mountains and fruit trees everywhere.
It looks completely opposite to the borderland of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Rather than saying it is a borderland, it is better to say that it is an undeveloped land.
In fact,
The borderland of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was originally such a scene. Although the spirituality may be inferior, it is definitely an excellent place, but it was beaten into that by the foreign land.
The sky is full of yellow sand and red blood for countless miles.
But the same thing is.
Even for the fairyland, the borderland is enough to be regarded as the weakest place, without a doubt.
So even if the spiritual material here is not weaker than other places, there are not many forces stationed here.
Most of them are some aborigines. After generations of reproduction and development, they gradually formed the representatives of the forces here.
At this moment.
The most central area.
In a hall.
The patriarchs of several major families rooted here looked at each other in bewilderment.
Hearing the old man sitting high in the main seat directly say that the foreign land was marching towards here, even though a long time had passed, they still couldn't believe it.
Those who stayed in the borderland
must not be a big force, not even a ninth-rate force, and the reason why a family can prosper or not is closely related to its derived bloodline.
So even after generations of development, the foundation of these major families in the borderland is still nothing. The patriarchs of several major families can be regarded as one of the best in the family, but not even the supreme.
The strongest is the patriarch of the Fire Lion Clan, who has just entered the realm of the God of Heaven.
The others are even more outrageous, only half a step to the God of Heaven.
Such strength is really not open in the fairyland.
Only by moving the family to the borderland can there be no competitors who are always thinking about attacking their family.
The strong prey on the weak, and the fittest survive.
This is the survival law that the myriad races in the fairyland have believed in since ancient times.
The old man sitting on the main seat is the descendant of the old Taoist master of the Supporting Heaven Dao, who is at the level of a half-step quasi-immortal king.
Every 100,000 years, the borderland will rotate a strong man of the half-step quasi-king to quasi-king realm to sit in charge, and now it happens to be the descendant of the old Taoist master of the Supporting Heaven Dao.
The old man's name is Cheng Yunzi. As the descendant of the old Taoist master of the Supporting Heaven Dao, his cultivation of a half-step quasi-immortal king makes him like an unshakable mountain in this borderland, but his eyes are quite helpless at the moment.
In the hall, the candlelight flickered, reflecting on the old man's face with ravines and gullies, adding a bit of vicissitudes.
Looking at the stupid and stunned looks of the so-called family patriarchs below, the old man couldn't help but sigh.
It's really a fool who doesn't worry about food and drink. The millions of fierce soldiers from the foreign land are almost at the doorstep, but he still doesn't know anything. He is depressed and depressed.
Relying on these forces, it is no less than a fool's dream to resist the first wave of attack from the foreign army.
Now I can only ask my father to send reinforcements to support me, otherwise the child will really run away.
Cheng Yunzi's thoughts are in a mess.
However, although he is extremely anxious in his heart, he maintains the calmness and majesty of a descendant of Cheng Tiandao.
Although he is not such an immortal king, a half-step quasi-immortal king is also a king. Wang Wei is here. If he panics and doesn't choose a way, what will happen? !
He slowly stood up, his eyes were like torches, and he scanned everyone in the hall.
The eyes like the scorching sun instantly made the people in the hall uneasy, and the people who had already been arguing in the prelude instantly became honest.
