The breeze gently caresses, and the branches and leaves of trees swing with the wind, making rustling sounds, and the warmth shines through the gaps in the forest on the Wuturbid body, warm and quiet.

Where am I? Is this the world after death? The breeze blows on my face and the sound of the swaying plants and trees is the melody of this world? Why is my body so warm?

Ahhhh! It hurts so much, will it hurt even if I die? Why can’t my whole body move?

Five turbidities, five turbidities

Who is calling me? What a familiar voice?

Ah! Wu Zhuo tried hard to open his eyes, but was hurt by the strong light and couldn't help but scream.

The voice said in an urgent and pleasant surprise: Five turbidities, Five turbidities, you are awake.

After a brief adaptation, the five turbidities were finally able to see clearly the scene where they were. There was a vibrant green everywhere, which was fundamentally different from the ten thousand-year poison barrier they were in before.

Fu Ying, how could we be here? Wu Zhu tried to support ourselves with both hands, but now he could only barely move his fingers, and the rest of the world was not in control.

Fu Ying's expression told Wu Zhuo that she knew nothing about this place.

Where is Senior Brother Nanfeng? How is he? Where are the others? Wuzhu became anxious and moved his fingers vigorously, hoping to convey this feeling to other parts of the body.

Fu Ying shook her head desperately. Faced with the questions that Wu Zhuo had thrown one by one, she couldn't answer any of them. Even if she encountered great setbacks, she had never shed tears. At this moment, her eyes turned red, and a drop of crystal tears fell down the corners of her eyes.

Wu Zhuo also felt that the tone of his speech was aggressive and said in an apology: Fu Ying, it’s because I’m talking too much, don’t care.

Fu Ying wiped away her tears, blinked Shui Lingling's big eyes and said: It's okay, it's okay.

After moving my fingers just now, Wu Zhuo's limbs gradually felt and could move slightly, and then said: Fu Ying, do you know why my body is so heavy?

Brother Nanfeng should have been hit by Qing Shisan's poisonous needle, so he was unable to move. Fu Ying said as he showed the poisonous needle in his hand to Wu Zhuo, and continued: This is what I took from your back.

So that's the case. I thought the sickle demon used some strange magic. It turned out that Qing Shisan was interfering with it. Wu Zhuo then realized it.

The sickle demon is not a good person, and Qing Shisan is really not simple. Fu Ying looked around in sorrow, took a breath and said: Let's find a way to leave this place first.

Wu Zhuo felt a little strength in his arms, and sat up with Fu Ying's help, and asked in confusion: How did we get here?

At that time, you and Brother Nanfeng were about to be killed by the sickle demon, but for some reason, the golden light on your chest was so strong that those sickle demons made a very painful roar, and they were actually fused together. I took advantage of this opportunity to pull you out. When I wanted to pull you out, the fused sickle demon burst out with great energy. When I woke up, I was here. Fu Ying repeated the whole story of the matter.

Wu Zhuo touched his chest and the Buddha's light bead was still there. If the golden light should be from it, it is strange that the energy emitted by the sickle demon did not hurt them, but it only brought them to an unknown realm, but where is this?

The birds and flowers are full of vitality here. No one will have anything to do with the sickle demon. If it weren't for hearing it with your own ears, the Five Turbidities would not believe that they came here because of the sickle demon.

Wu Zhuo stood up hard. Although he could use some strength, he still needed support from Fu Ying. He said: Let's take a look around first, maybe something will appear.

The dense forest is very similar to the forests in the southeastern mountains, giving Wutuo a very friendly feeling, with lush green everywhere. The two of them stepped gently on the grass and walked side by side.

After passing through a relatively lush dense forest, it turned out to be a barren land like a desert and a desert. An old monk wearing a cassock and holding a Zen stick came from afar. Wuzhu and Fuying looked at each other, which was a bit incredible.

I don’t know if this person is an enemy or a friend, so it’s better to be careful. While Wu Zhuo was speaking, he tried to feel the breath in his body, and it seemed that he had recovered a lot.

The old monk was calm and took even steps, allowing the wind and sand to hit his face without any concern.

Wu Zhu and Fu Ying were still standing there. After about a stick of incense, the old monk finally walked in front of Wu Zhu, showed an extremely kind smile, and clasped his hands together and said: Is the donor Wu Zhu?

Wu Zhuo was stunned. No matter what, the old monk in front of him asked his name for the first time and asked in confusion: Master, how did you know my name?

The old monk smiled, inserted his Zen Staff into the soil, reached out and took out a scabbard from his cuff, which was inlaid with dozens of emerald green gems of various sizes, and said: Can you recognize this thing?

As soon as the sword sheath came out, Wu Zhuo's left hand couldn't stop understanding. The Green Sword Talisman seemed to sense something, and it became light and dark.

Wu Zhuo glanced at his left hand, clenched his fists in confusion, and said: I don’t know.

Oh. The old monk also looked at his left hand with Wu Zhuo's eyes and said: Don't suppress it, let it be released, and you will understand.

Wu Zhuo opened his left hand half-believingly, as if no one could stop the green light sword anymore, and a crisp sound came out.

At the same time, the scabbard also emitted a green light, and the green light sword was hovering down in the air, and it was seamlessly reunited into the scabbard.

Wu Zhuo looked at the green light sword after being sheathed in a daze. He understood something in his heart. He looked at the green light sword after the merging, and asked in disbelief: Could it be that the scabbard is the green light sword?

The old monk's wrinkled smile seemed to confirm Wu Zhuo's guess. He looked at the Green Light Sword floating in front of Wu Zhuo and asked: Do you know the origin of this Green Light Sword?

Origin? Since the beginning of practice, the Green Light Sword has been accompanied by the Five Tumors from beginning to end, but the Five Tumors have always believed that it is just an ordinary sword and has never delved into its origin.

Thinking of the Wuzhu looking at the Green Light Saber with guilt, the Green Light Saber in front of him that had been with him through life and death, I knew very little about it. I shook my head and said: Master, I am ashamed, I have no idea about the origin of the Green Light Saber, and I hope the Master will give you advice.

Do you know where you are now? The old monk did not directly answer the Wuzhu about the origin of the Qingguangsword.

Fu Ying observed the environment he was in for a long time, and combined with his past understanding, he said: This seems to be the edge of the desert, and the only place with desert is Liusha Manzhou. Is this here?

The old monk nodded and praised: The girl is right. This is the junction between Jiuli Mingzhou and Liusha Manzhou. Do you know why it appears here?

The two looked confused, how could they know what happened in the blink of an eye that appeared here thousands of miles away from the ten thousand-year-old poison barrier?

Master, this is also something we don’t understand. The Five Turbidities are said.

It was because before the monster disappeared, it created a singularity, sucking you who were closest to you. The singularity that should have sent you to the ghost realm was spitting out in advance because of the counter-result of the Buddha's Light Orb. The old monk explained their experiences as if he had seen it with his own eyes.

Singularity? Ghost Domain?
Chapter completed!