Xu Anping understood that the situation was serious, and Monk Qianshi followed him out to find the source of the trouble.

"Xie Jian, you said that the Water Goddess Empress is on our side, so the little Hanbao who is the Water Goddess's flesh and blood must be considered our little nephew, right?" Three people were missing in an instant, and the tower became empty, with only the old man left.

The Taoist priest murmured with a worried look on his face.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was blushing, his neck was thick, his face was embarrassed, and he still did not dare to straighten his body.

“My little brother cut off my nephew’s arm last time. Will he cut off our nephew’s head this time?”

"I forgot to tell my little brother about this, and asked him not to beat the little Hanbao too hard. The Water Goddess has helped us many times. We should focus on reforming the little Hanbao..."

 The old Taoist priest is not worried about Jin's safety.

 But he was worried about the safety of the little drought demon.

As he spoke, he, who was not serious just now, suddenly sighed: "If the prophecy of the ninth mural is true, then Xiao Hanbao is also one of the people who should resist the catastrophe of heaven and earth, which means that he is not bad in nature, he just fell into

In the hands of thieves, one loses his true nature temporarily, and finally finds his way back..."

 If the prophecy of the ninth mural comes true.

  means that many people will die after they escape from the underground palace.

They wanted to escape from the underground palace, but they also didn't want to see hundreds of thousands of people swallowed by floods and their families destroyed. This matter not only troubled the old Taoist all the way, but he could see that Jin'an kept silent about the mural prophecies along the way, so why not...

Deliberately avoid.

But sooner or later they have to go out, and sooner or later they have to face the moment of choice, just like everything along the way is predicted one by one.

 “Third Junior Brother.” He sharpened his sword and stood at the gate of the tower dully.

"ah?"

 “Bah, bah, talk nicely.”

 The old Taoist priest has a dark face.

  He sharpened his sword and turned to look at the old Taoist priest: "I recovered some memories in the Yinlu just now. I seem to have seen the eleventh mural..."

 The old Taoist priest quickly asked happily: "Where is it?"

Zhi Jian always has that expressionless and dull face, just as his answer is as simple as the expression on his face: "The Kingdom of the Immortal God..."

The Kingdom of the Immortal God? Why does the eleventh mural predict the emergence of an unrelated Kingdom of the Immortal God, even thousands of miles away? Does it mean that the dead trees are blooming? Or is it a metaphor for Ying Jie’s hope in the depths of the desert in the Western Region? Let’s go to the depths of the desert to find it.

An opportunity to save the fate of the people of Wuzhou Prefecture?

 But this doesn’t make sense. From Kangding to the depths of the Western Desert, we have to cross a long desert and Gobi land. We won’t be able to come back for a while, and we will definitely not have time to save the hundreds of thousands of people in Wuzhou Prefecture.

The most important thing is that the Kingdom of the Immortal God has disappeared along with those ancient kingdoms in the Western Regions for thousands of years. For thousands of years, people with various purposes have been looking for this golden Kingdom that disappeared in the desert ruins, hoping to find the immortal.

Secret, I have never heard of any monarch finding it...

 The old Taoist priest kept saying it over and over again, frowning in thought.

He asked Chi Jian again if he remembered any other memories. Chi Jian shook his head. His memory recovery was similar to a part of recovery that was affected by the external environment. It was not a recovery of memories on his own initiative.

"This is a good thing. Since you can recover once, you can recover twice, three times... Don't think too much. When we go out, ask our little brother to treat us to a few more roasted whole lambs. Maybe we can eat roasted whole lambs, which will make you sharpen your sword.
Chapter completed!