Time passes quietly.
The night spread out again like ink dye, covering the surrounding areas.
Jiang Yantian and Mei Yanluo were wandering together, actually following the mysterious pull.
Arrived at the outer area of Sunken Ruins Abyss.
To be precise, it is the periphery of the periphery.
A breath of Hundun has begun to fill the air.
But the transitional zone to the true core of the Jedi has not yet been touched.
This road is exactly one of the shortest paths to Nine Netherworlds.
It's just a road in the world for living beings to walk.
One is the road to the underworld for dead souls to return to.
The aura of Hundun that permeates this place is the interweaving and collision of the laws of the two realms.
Evidence of mutual erosion.
The two stopped and looked around.
The sight in front of me was quite strange.
Among the undulating mountains, there are densely packed and various kinds of natural materials and earthly treasures.
There is a little bit of spiritual light, and the fragrance of the medicine is faint.
There are many rare spiritual plants that can trigger bloody battles in the outside world.
It can be seen everywhere like weeds here.
However, behind this scene of treasures, there is a deadly trap hidden.
These treasures of heaven, material and earth are immersed in the special aura at the intersection of Yin and Yang all year round, Hundun.
There have already been changes inside that are difficult to get rid of.
For the vast majority of monks, picking and taking it rashly is not only useless.
Instead, it may introduce Hundun into the body.
In mild cases, the meridians are disordered and the cultivation level regresses.
In severe cases, the person will directly become possessed by the devil and die.
Secondly, the growth environment of many spiritual plants is closely related to the natural restrictions, traps and even some sleeping ancient existences outside Sunken Ruins Abyss.
Touching it hastily may trigger unpredictable chain reactions.
I don't even know how I died.
Therefore, although this place looks like a treasure mountain.
In fact, it is a dead end for most people.
You can see it, but you can't touch it, let alone use it.
However, this is naturally not a problem for the Jiang Yantian couple.
That Hundun breath is just a breeze blowing on their faces to them.
Even intimacy.
Good news, treasures from heaven, material and earth are everywhere.
They don't care about bad news and don't bother to ask for it.
"Madam, look here, the mountains are secluded and the woods are quiet. It's quite wild and interesting."
Jiang Yantian looked around, a smile flashing in his eyes.
He came closer to Mei Yanluo and whispered, "How about we find a suitable place and experience survival in the wild?"
"Survival in the wild?" Mei Yanluo blinked her beautiful eyes.
I'm a little unfamiliar with this word.
At their level, where in the vast world cannot they go?
Why need to give birth?
Jiang Yantian's smile deepened and he explained, "It means being in the wild, sitting on the ground behind a curtain of sky, using nature as the mat and Hundun as the tent."
"Do something you love."
Mei Yanluo was stunned for a moment, then realized it and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
With a charming look in his eyes, he looked at his surroundings with great interest.
"Okay, it sounds good."
Her eyes wandered around and finally landed on a particularly strong and tall ancient tree.
The red lips curved in a seductive way.
"Husband, look at that tree, it's long and wide, look at that pole, it's big and round..."
She walked to the tree, brushed the rough bark with her fingertips, looked back and smiled, full of charm.
"How about I hold the tree and you hold me?"
Mei Yanluo, who has completely let go, can spend as much as she wants at this moment.
The eyes are captivating.
She even picked up the accents from some of the scripts.
She slightly pursed her gorgeous red lips.
"If you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end."
Jiang Yantian looked at it and his heart was on fire, and his Adam's apple moved slightly.
I couldn't help but laugh in a low voice, "You feel so hot..."
The conversation and atmosphere between the two people unknowingly took on a blushing, yellowish color.
However, the atmosphere gradually heated up.
The two were preparing to discuss in depth survival skills in the wild.
Jiang Yantian's footsteps suddenly stopped.
Looking past Mei Yanluo, he looked straight ahead at an area Hundun where the fog was relatively thin.
"What's wrong, husband?" Mei Yanluo noticed something strange about him.
Following his gaze, he saw only ordinary mountains, rocks and trees.
Jiang Yantian shook his head. "It's okay. I just feel that the smell here is vaguely familiar."
"Besides, I seem to sense that naughty aura."
The Diao Mao in his mouth naturally refers to Chen Zheng.
The Chen Zheng at this moment is indeed in this area.
It's just hiding under the depression in the rock wall in the other direction.
A bonfire is being carefully lit.
I was cooking the pot of spiritual grass soup that had been heated repeatedly and probably didn't taste very good.
He completely didn't expect the devil that made him frightened.
He actually appeared near him again in this wandering way.
And the distance is getting closer.
Jiang Yantian looked away, he took Mei Yanluo in his arms and pointed in the direction of the rock wall where Chen Zheng was.
He suggested. "Madam, look at the rock wall over there. It has good shielding and the terrain is stable."
"Why don't we go over there and rest for a while? I think the rock wall may be more stable than the tree trunks."
Mei Yanluo looked in the direction he pointed.
He smiled and said, "Okay, I listen to my husband, the rock wall is indeed stronger."
The two of them adjusted their direction unhurriedly.
Move leisurely towards the rock wall area where Chen Zheng is hiding.
Under the rock wall, Chen Zheng knew nothing about it.
The bonfire was being fiddled with a branch.
Looking at the boiling soup in the pot, smelling the slightly bitter herbal smell.
There was a rare sense of peace and contentment in my heart.
He suddenly felt like he was living in the open air, taking risks and looking for opportunities.
Although it is hard work and dangerous, it is free and carefree.
At that time, a little gain from Xiaoxiao could make him happy for a long time.
Make a pot of hot soup after a near-death encounter.
It just feels like a delicacy in the world.
I feel that I am great, can endure hardships, and have a bright future.
Now!
After experiencing a series of trampling by Clear Waves City and the mental torture of that devil.
Only then did he suddenly wake up.
It turns out that those kind of hard days are the only happiness!
Two words, so young!
It is the kind of pure youth that has not been destroyed by real wind and rain, but is filled with hope and fighting spirit!
Chen Zheng took another sip of the bland soup and smacked his lips.
Let out a contented sigh.
He looked at the jumping bonfire with a dazed look in his eyes.
It was as if I could see those simple but fulfilling days in the past through the firelight.
"The taste is very ordinary, but in my heart, it is very sweet, very sweet."
He whispered to himself, with a silly smile on his lips, "It would be nice if I could always be this ordinary and stable."
"Being ordinary is the truth!"
He sighed, feeling that he was simply a philosopher at this moment.
"This is... a beautiful life!"
"Huh? This smell is called Earthly Dao~~~~"
The more I think about it, the happier I feel, this long-lost, undisturbed moment of comfort.
Let him relax his whole body and mind.
It's great to be alone!
There are no intrigues, no debt pursuits, and no devils playing tricks.
Only yourself.
Bonfire, soup pot, and this quiet Hundun night.
Don't worry about being bullied outside.
"Hey~~~ I want face~~"
"♪: Beautiful life~ It's so touching~~~Yeah~~~"
He couldn't help humming an off-key ditty he heard somewhere.
He shook his head happily.
He held a small wooden stick in his hand and stirred the soup pot constantly.
Occasionally add two sticks of firewood to make the fire burn brighter.
The firelight illuminated the smile on his face.
However, he didn't notice at all that two figures were quietly approaching.
He had already walked over silently from the shadow of the rock wall behind him.
Chen Zheng has his back to that direction and is concentrating on it.
Revel in his beautiful life and herbal soup.
Didn't even look back.
Moreover, with his meager cultivation.
When Jiang Yantian and Mei Yanluo deliberately restrained their breath.
Want to sense them in advance?
Eggs are of no use.
He was still immersed in the rare Anning. The tune he hummed even became more cheerful. "♪: Clearly understand my heart~~~~"
"Hey, what are you eating? It smells delicious."
A smiling, extremely familiar voice suddenly came from very close behind him.