Chapter 138: Below One

Pingyang.

The Fen River valley in autumn is particularly beautiful.

If the world were at peace, standing on the walls of White Horse City to view the grandeur of the Taihang and Lvliang mountains and admire the winding, surging Fen River would be enough to make one raise a large cup in celebration.

But in this chaotic age of beacon fires, the scenery of mountains and rivers is of secondary importance. What truly deserves appreciation is the sight of farmers bending over to reap the golden ears of grain in the fields.

The most ordinary matters in times of peace are incredibly precious at this moment.

The millet fields have shed their green youth,

The Great Sage Equal to Heaven has soared into the sky for many days, yet the Bodhisattva Guanyin has not yet handed over the Golden Fillet.

"I am a demon from the Qiyu Kingdom; how could I know anything about your Moxi Kingdom?" Qin Yang hurriedly made an excuse.

Dark clouds filled the sky, lightning flashed and thunder rolled, and a torrential rain suddenly fell, as if the heavens were weeping for the suffering sentient beings.

Qin Yang looked up at the firmament and saw eight dark red suns hanging in the sky, illuminating the demon lands for hundreds of trillions of li.

But Hua Xiangrong herself knew clearly that she had already awakened when Jian Chen swallowed the Blood-Draining Sword; she simply had not yet regained her ability to move at that time.

Having received two punches from An Botian in succession, this punch was several times stronger than the one he suffered in the Heng Lane of Chang'an that day, so much so that after he used the Falling Dust Drill to break An Botian's punch, he still could not withstand the aftereffects of the fist's force and was knocked backward by the recoil.

Conversely, I do not need to open my shop in the most bustling area like other shops and then buy a house based on the shop's location.

"Do not waste time; can we begin?" Ye Long said with some impatience.

"A bet? Very well, tell me then; how shall we make this bet?" Lin Hua asked coldly, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Ye Long held his phone; Xi Yu's phone number was gone. How could he contact her?

Of course, Li Tianze did not know about this; Taylor Swift had temporarily concealed it from him. Even if he knew, he would only laugh it off. Could he stop Taylor Swift from buying a house wherever she wanted?

Newton shrugged. Although it was not the same Fairy Tail, everyone was still quite curious.

For the treasure-hunting teams ranked at the top, frequently entering the depths of the Abyss, the most important thing is not how many treasures you can obtain or how many missions you can complete, but whether you can depart safely and return safely every time.

There are now about a hundred people sitting in this council; most of them are mysterious figures with unfathomable strength, while the rest are powerful figures of the Black Fortress.

Xiang Yang smiled and nodded. If it truly depended on luck, he was very confident, but the key was that he came to the Abyss not for that so-called Imperial-level mission. Very well, he would first follow along to get familiar with the situation, and then find an opportunity to separate from them.

Ju Meng's body was far too massive; those Man Emperors had already painfully abandoned their mounts, but looking at those tall totem poles, there were nearly ten Man Emperors in each one.

As for these days since returning to the real world, Gu Qingshan thought and thought, and still felt he wanted to stay at the university.

The disciples of Xi Ling stayed far away, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire; some had already returned to report to Ling Chen, but Ling Chen did not know the situation below the mountain and was not particularly anxious.

Mo Yu Jingchen kept staring at her; his eye color changed. Her words seemed to have a magic that could soothe his restless soul, and the strength in his hands relaxed considerably.

In contrast, Renidol encountered no proper resistance throughout the entire process of destroying the world.

Xia Chan frowned, holding a teacup and sipping the hot tea. The warm tea entered her mouth and warmed her body; Xia Chan felt that the dizziness in her head and the blockage in her heart had also cleared up a little.

Liang Yuchen snapped his fingers and smiled elegantly. Seeing the car he had already shaken off, he stomped the accelerator to the floor.

Meanwhile, Helan Yao walked in boldly, deliberately kicked over a chair, and then sat cross-legged in the most central large chair with an arrogant air.