Zongman: Is this how it’s sewn?

Chapter 396 392. Tongtian River, Drinking Mengpo Soup

The moment the roots of Jianmu pierced the sky of the Yang world, the road of the Yang world turned into nine golden divine chains that entwined around it.

The wizard stood on the deck of the black ship, with gray mist rising around him to resist the suppression of the heaven.

Countless undead at the bottom of the ship were gnawing at the chains of law, making a teeth-grinding sound of metal friction.

"This world is really domineering." The wizard stroked the railing of the boat gently, and the branches of Jianmu suddenly grew rapidly and penetrated the void.

The Yuan clan's genius who was chasing Taiwu's descendant thousands of miles away suddenly froze, and their innate Taoist weapons that they had cultivated for thousands of years were now rusted by the branches.

A tributary of Tongtian River suddenly surged, and the prehistoric giant crocodile sleeping at the bottom of the river opened its golden eyes.

The wizard's eyes lit up, and he swung out a colorful thread from the fishing rod in his hand: "This beast contains the blood of the dragon bird, which is just right to complete the aerospace mounts of the Undead Legion."

The soul-guiding lamp on the black ship's mast suddenly went out, and the entire river area fell into absolute darkness.

When the light returned, eighteen dragon bird skeletons emitting a stench of decay were already standing at the bow of the ship, and the flickering blue soul fire in their eye sockets made the faces of the Yuan people look ashen.

"Which demon dares to touch the prey of my Yuan clan!" A blood-red vertical line appeared between the eyebrows of the young man in purple, and seven divine rings rose behind him.

The water of Tongtian River rolled back into a sword, and the shadows of the six reincarnations appeared where the sword pointed.

The wizard chuckled and snapped his fingers, the leaves of the Jianmu tree rustled, and the phantoms of the reincarnation suddenly twisted and deformed, and the six reincarnations reversed to swallow the sword-wielding young man.

Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the body of this Yuan clan prodigy shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye, and eventually turned into ashes and sank into the cabin of the black ship.

"Reincarnation? What I am best at is rewriting the book of life and death." A dark golden book appeared in the wizard's palm, and the names of countless dead souls flickered between the pages.

Thousands of bony arms suddenly stretched out from the bottom of Tongtian River and dragged the remaining Yuan clan members into the underworld.

Scarlet cracks appeared on the deck of the black ship, and after swallowing the essence of the entire tributary, dark red crystals condensed on the hull.

The wizard suddenly turned his head and looked towards the east. There was an aura there that reminded him of the lantern man he met in the sea of ​​​​boundaries.

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you afraid of alarming the Martial Emperor by doing this?" The void split open and a black-robed envoy walked out, holding a bronze spear in his hand and exuding the breath of time.

The spear tip trembled slightly, shattering the three dragon bird skeletons. The remaining waves actually tore a bottomless ravine on the surface of the river.

The wizard narrowed his eyes, and the roots of Jianmu quietly entangled the fragments of the Emperor-Suppressing Jar.

Seventy-two bone altars appeared around the black ship, and on each altar was suspended an immortal creature pierced by chains.

A picture emerged on the altar. On the ancient reincarnation road, there were living beings emitting a supreme aura.

The creature came from far away at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, it arrived from billions of miles away, or even from countless realms away.

Its entire body was shrouded in darkness, and an ominous creature with a sinister aura appeared, stepping out of the ancient cycle of reincarnation.

Across endless time and space, two pairs of eyes flashed, and the lantern man's spear broke. The whole person flew backwards and fled back to the sea of ​​​​boundary without looking back.

The wizard sneered, the altar collapsed, and the ominous creature held up the picture, wanting to descend. An existence of this level, even a wisp of thought, can exert tremendous power.

At this time, Jianmu was ready to go. With the power of the world, he shattered the picture and prevented the other party from coming. The broken picture was like a broken mirror.

"Forgot to leave any survivors, and I don't even know where this place is..." The wizard was stunned. He had been killing so many people these days that he had forgotten about this matter. After checking online, it turned out that this was the Tongtian Fairy Waterfall in the mortal world. Any evolved race with a little background would know this place!

"According to the time, it will be the time when the fairy waterfall roars again, and there will be a grand event!" When the master came, he felt that it was too coincidental that he caught up with this so-called grand event as soon as he arrived.

Xu Zhenqing steered the black boat, continuously crossing the void, and after several hours he finally approached the main stream of Tongtian Fairy Waterfall.

He looked up and saw a waterfall that led directly to the outside world. It fell from the sky billions of feet high and reached the world of the living. The sound was like thunder. The long waterfall was golden and lasted forever. It was so magnificent and spectacular that it could petrify people.

The Supreme Beings of Light and Darkness in the Jianmu world communicated with Lilith and the others. After all, these Supreme Beings had also cultivated step by step and were very familiar with the ways of the world. They handed over a piece of fairy gold and began to get close to them.

They also knew that they could not defeat the enemy, and since the master of this world did not kill them, it meant that there was a chance of recovery, so they began to work hard.

Xu Zhenqing didn't care about it and turned a blind eye to some of the little escape attempts. With Jinwu and me around, it was basically impossible for them to succeed.

"Where did this originate? Did it fall from the sky?" someone nearby asked in a low voice, but no one answered.

Right next to the Tongtian Fairy Waterfall, there are several chaotic holes in the front. The people sitting in them are unfathomable, distorting time and space, forming a vortex like the eye of the sea, and becoming a place where some people sit and die.

These people were wearing ancient clothes. Although they were not stained by dust, their clothes had already rotted. However, some of them were still breathing. Some had blood and energy hidden in their flesh, while some had already turned to stone.

When Xu Zhenqing saw someone selling soup in front of him, he got off the boat and walked straight over.

"Meng Po soup, a bowl of soup reverses the yin and yang, builds the foundation and strengthens the soul, cuts the shackles and builds a bridge, leading directly to the end of the foggy area and achieving the ultimate goal."

An old woman was very old, hunched over, and very short, only about 1.5 meters tall.
She was selling the famous Mengpo Soup in the world of the living, which was the best nourishing soup for the body and soul.

"Give me a bowl." Xu Zhenqing looked down at the old woman with a smile on his face. Then he bent down to take the bowl and was about to shake the soup in the pot. He poured a spoonful into the pot, and the soup came up along the edge, but it was still clear and watery.

The old woman stretched out her hand tremblingly. Xu Zhenqing understood and handed her a piece of fairy gold, which weighed one or two taels. The price had been the same for all these years.

This attracted the attention of the people nearby. A beautiful woman just asked the price, then bowed and turned away. Mother gold is too rare. It is a strategic material and the material for making ultimate weapons. It is hard to find in the world.

Whoever gets it will melt it into the family's treasured weapon. How could they sell it?

Only Xu Zhenqing was wealthy and powerful, controlling the resources of an entire world, and things like immortal gold were counted by the ton.

"What is the origin of this person?"

"I can't see through his cultivation level. Is he a secret treasure or a senior master?"

Some people's eyes were full of greed. If they could see through Xu Zhenqing's cultivation level, this group of people would swarm in and tear him to pieces.

After drinking Meng Po soup, Xu Zhenqing felt that it tasted surprisingly good. He casually threw out a piece of fairy gold and bought a bucket of Meng Po soup, thinking that he should buy some local specialties since he came to the human world.

Behind the old woman there is a bridge with a stone arch surface and an extremely ancient style. The bridge is not small in scale and can be described as magnificent. It is full of vicissitudes of life and ancient charm, and it remains fresh over time.

The bridge is not far from the Tongtian Fairy Waterfall, spanning the water surface that converges into a river.

Xu Zhenqing walked across the bridge with his hands behind his back. If Lu Shu came, he would play with gravity and cheat.

Mr. Xu still has a conscience and did not bully an old man.

(End of this chapter)