Chapter 107 Meiji

The sound of gentle footsteps echoed in the forest, occasionally accompanied by a few beasts. However, as soon as the sound of the beast often sounded, it disappeared sadly, leaving only the sound of footsteps to move forward.

Along the way, Cai Yu's palms were surrounded by evil spirits, and many fierce beasts had been killed. He followed the direction of the map in the jade piece, getting closer and closer to the passage to the second floor.

Although he is getting closer and closer to the destination, his heart is always a little uneasy, and the first level of change is really strange.

"Mo Lao, can't you detect or directly enter the next layer with your mastery of space?" Cai Yu asked Mr. Mo in his heart as he walked.

"If I guess that there is nothing wrong, this should be a space similar to Qingling Garden, but the scale of this space is much larger than that of Qingling Garden. I'm afraid that the people who built this relic are not inferior to me in space. I can't take you directly into the lower level, unless you try your best and break through it by force. Mr. Mo's voice echoed in Cai Yu's mind, which surprised him a little.

Mr. Mo has always regarded himself highly, especially since he once said that the space magic power is his strongest power. In the dead world, he said the second, and no one dares to say the first, and now what such a Mo Lao said is a little convincing.

"Don't be surprised. I didn't believe it when it was rumored that this was the place where the sky swordsman inherited, but now, I'm afraid that only the powerful race in ancient times can have such a big hand. After all, it is difficult to estimate the cultivation and manpower needed to build such a huge space."

"Mo Lao, how much do you know about the big sky swordsman?" Cai Yu asked, in his opinion, Mr. Mo must have lived for a long time, and his experience is naturally very rich.

"Do you know how long I have survived so far?" Mo Lao's voice sounded.

"At least thousands of years?" Cai Yu roughly estimated that, after all, people in the dead world have a long life expectancy, and those with high cultivation are close to immortality.

"8,000 years ago, I was born in the ancient battlefield of the soul clan." Mo Lao said flatly, with a trace of reminiscence in his voice. He had lived for so long that many things had long been forgotten.

"Eight thousand years?" Cai Yu took a deep breath. Mr. Mo is really immortal.

"Although I have existed for eight thousand years, as you know in the Xijie, the ancient six races such as the Dakong Sword Clan were ancient races 20,000 years ago. At that time, even the fire creatures and soul clans had not appeared in the dead world, and I knew very little about them."

"Eight thousand years is a long time for you low-level practitioners, but if one day you are as strong as kings, you will find that it is nothing at all. At least there are many ten-thousand-year-old monsters among the people I know, and some of them have even followed the second generation of dead kings to fight everywhere.

"Dead King?" A trace of light appeared in Cai Yu's eyes. He knew that this was the name of the fire creature and the supreme ruler of the soul clan. It's just the name of the second generation. Does it mean that there are a total of two dead kings?

"Your cultivation has entered the realm quickly, but it is still not enough. When you are qualified to become a real cultivation, I will tell you everything you want to know." Mr. Mo said slowly.

"Pairman?" Cai Yu's eyes showed a thoughtful light.

"Well, the pursuit of cultivation and the understanding of the law of heaven and earth are the practitioners. And the lowest level of practitioners who are considered by the strong in the dead world should also be above the realm of life and death. There is a saying in the circle of the strong: 'In the realm of life and death, they are all ants, and they are not in the tenth-order non-cultivators'."

"Now you, and even all the people in it, are completely disdainful in the eyes of the real strong."

Cai Yu was in meditation. What Mo Lao said reminded him of the long-browed old man outside the ruins, and Xiao Wen, the elder of Wuta who passed by in the martial arts arena. No matter which of them, he seemed to be arrogant and did not look at himself.

At present, he sighed that he was too weak. Cai Yu was determined to enter the situation of life and death as soon as possible, making himself stronger and helping Mo Lao recover his body. At that time, he may not have to live an anonymous life.

In the second floor of ancient ruins, this is a vast plain, on which there are countless powerful beasts, some of which even faintly exude an eighth-order atmosphere, which is quite frightening.

Luo Mian's face is rigorous at this moment. Although he is flying in the air, his speed is not fast, and he feels a little cautious. The same is true of Fan Tiancheng, not far from him. The two seem to be on the guard.

After a long time, they passed halfway smoothly, and they couldn't help but relax a little.

"It seems that we have worried too much. There is no strange change in the second layer, but the fierce beast has decreased a little, and it seems to be going to the first layer." Luo Mian's expression slowed down. After entering the second floor, he did not dare to be careless at all. He was afraid of any accident, so he joined hands with Fan Tiancheng, the enemy. After all, there is no eternal enemy. As long as you can help yourself at this moment, what's the harm of temporary cooperation?

"Although I don't know the specific reason why those fierce beasts go one layer, at least it doesn't affect us. After this layer, we will act separately. As for the inheritance, it depends on our own ability." Fan Tiancheng's heart was also relaxed, but he still didn't dare to be careless, so he asked to act alone after the second floor.

"That's how it should be." Although Luo Mian was very unhappy with Fan Tiancheng, he also acquiesced to the other party's suggestion.

The two continued to fly forward, and their speed gradually accelerated, and finally disappeared into the sky.

And on the way they passed, after the two left for a long time, a huge green frog suddenly spit out a man who was covered with mucus in the frog's body.

The man rolled down on the ground and stood up, patted the sticky body, looked at the direction of Luo Mian and Fan Tiancheng leaving in the distance, and muttered to himself. Fortunately, I was smart. I expected that there would be a ninth-level strong among the entrants this time. I entered the body of Brother Frog in advance and avoided spiritual exploration•••••••”

"Hey hey, those cute fierce beasts should have caused a lot of damage to all the forces entering. It's time for me, Zhang Baolei, to pick up a bargain..."

He slapped a seventh-order fierce beast to death. Cai Yu smiled bitterly. Due to the obstruction of the fierce beast all the way, his speed was much slower. Originally, if he had the eighth-order cultivation, as long as he dissipated the pressure, he could deter many fierce beasts and reduce trouble. But now his cultivation is stuck at the peak of the seventh level, and he can only clear all kinds of obstacles all the way. He believes that many of those above the eighth level have entered the second floor.

"Woth! Sing! "Sww!" Cai Yu suddenly heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air from the forest not far away. The subconscious soul power swept away, and I actually felt two familiar breaths.

At this moment, under a huge tree in the forest, a very enchanting and hot-looking woman held a seemingly very graceful man in her hands, and kept spitting out a trace of strange breath, while the man showed a little confusion in his eyes and seemed to have lost the ability to judge.

Not far away, a few cold arrows between the trees burst into the air. The enchanting woman ignored it. Han Chun's eyes stared at the man in her arms, and there were only a few disdainful mocks at the corners of her mouth.

The sharp arrow shot, but it slowed down violently when it approached the enchanting woman, and finally fell to the ground feebly. The faces of several people who shot arrows in the distance immediately changed and were eager to escape.

But the enchanting woman smiled gently and said, "Since you are here, why don't you spoil the little girl?"

The words were full of spring, which seemed to intoxicate people's souls. Several people who were going to escape in the distance stopped, turned around and came back, and walked towards the enchanting woman with some obsession.

"Since Mu Lan's little brother is here, why don't you come out and get together?" The enchanting woman suddenly said to a certain place, and her words were full of charm.

Cai Yu slowly came out of the cracks in the tree. He looked at Mei Ji and the man in her arms. He said indifferently, "I didn't expect to meet you here. What a coincidence."

Listening to Cai Yu's indifferent tone, a trace of surprise flashed in Mei Ji's eyes. Just now, she used charming power when she called Cai Yu. According to common sense, the soul of a guy less than the eighth level of Cai Yu should be confused by Mei Gong.

This person is really not simple. Meiji thought secretly, but said, "We are predestined. Which Pluto said that three thousand times in the previous life will pass by once in this life. We can meet in the vast sea of people, and not just pass by. In this way, what should we have done in our last life?

Meiji's words are always full of provocation, and at the same time, with a charm that is enough to intoxicate the soul.

Cai Yu's eyes were cold, and he had already felt that Mei Ji was charming to him, so he was so indifferent. Her charming skills were really terrible, and she followed the voice into his mind without a trace of obstruction, trying to confuse his soul. It's just that the charm entered Cai Yu's sea of knowledge. When he was about to do whatever he wanted, the sealed colorful flame suddenly shook, burning the charm completely in a few times, and naturally Cai Yu was not affected.

"Mei Ji, we are companions. There is no need to use such confusing skills against me, right?" Cai Yu slowly stepped forward, and his voice was very calm.

Mei Ji giggled and said, "Brother Mu Lan's words are serious. My charming skill has been cultivated to a certain depth, and sometimes I can't control it myself."

"Oh?" Cai Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in Meiji's arms. He went straight in and said, "This man has a reason with me. I don't know if you can give him to me?"

"This won't work." Meiji's slightly springy eyes turned. Unless••••••”

"Unless what?"

"Unless Mu Lan's brother is willing to replace him and me**." Mei Ji smiled ambiguously.

Hearing this, Cai Yu's original cold appearance almost disintegrated in an instant. This witch is too unscrupulous.

Reluctantly covering up his inner embarrassment, Cai Yu frowned and said, "Won't Mei Ji give me this face, or did he offend you?"

Mei Ji looked at Cai Yu's pretending to be serious face, curled her lips and said, "Brother Mu Lan is really boring. I think he is quite handsome, so I want to spoil him. Since he is old with you, let him go."

After saying that, she let go of her hand and pushed the man to Cai Yu.

Cai Yu held the man with confused eyes and looked at him. He was just unconscious. His body was not damaged at all. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said to Mei Ji, "Thank you."