Chapter 181: The Land of Forgotten River, the Old Farmer
Just when Zong Shen was in seclusion practicing.
In the void infinitely far away from the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.
This is the boundary of the plane.
Logically, there would be an indestructible barrier to the world.
But here it is chaos and haze.
It seems like a strange land that was derived from the border with the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.
These chaos are the chaotic energy when the heaven and earth were first created.
It was so gray that no divine thought could penetrate it.
Even an existence beyond the Supreme God cannot see through the interior of the chaotic energy.
This chaos was not peaceful, and from time to time, purple lightning flashed through it.
Some plane fragments and scattered Dao forces that had strayed into it were blasted into powder and restored to chaotic energy.
Even the Three Transformations True God dared not touch this Guixu Purple Lightning.
With the slightest contact, all magical powers and luck will be cut off, and one will directly become a part of the chaotic energy.
This is the innate power.
But after passing through this chaos, you will appear directly in a magical space.
Everything here is white.
There is no concept of time and no way to tell direction.
This is the white ruins area outside the trees between the great planes.
If there is a true god who transcends and breaks through any boundary barrier of the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods, he will also enter into Baixu.
This white ruins will obscure all perceptions of the divine mind.
No concept of direction.
Once you enter, you will be immediately isolated and trapped in the vast white ruins, making it difficult to find your way back.
However, in this Baixu area where even the gods stayed away, a small continent actually appeared.
In the Baixu, it is like an isolated island and is particularly conspicuous.
The area of this continent is only a few million miles.
It is equivalent to the size of a state in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods.
Although this continent is small, it has everything.
There are actually the Sun and the Moon hanging high in the sky.
It rotates periodically around the continent, causing the alternation of day and night.
The entire continent is thriving.
Large tracts of land were reclaimed
Various common crops in the world are planted.
Fences surrounded a huge farm.
On the farm, the Lethe boat crashed into the field.
The fall destroyed large tracts of farmland and farmhouses along the way.
An old man with a white beard was smoking a long-stemmed dry pipe and waving a walking stick in his hand.
"Hey, those cows, hurry up and plow the land!"
"Stop dithering. Do you still want to go home?"
Several barbarian bull demon kings above the 25th level of the magic realm have revealed their true demon forms and are pulling the plows diligently, plowing the fields with great effort.
Originally, farming was extremely easy for these demon kings.
However, this continent, located in the White Ruins, is extremely strange. When you come here, no matter how high or low your cultivation level is, you are all like ordinary people.
Even the strength of the physical body will be suppressed.
I can only work like an ordinary old ox.
At this time, the bull monsters, hearing the old man's urging, did not dare to say much. They used all four hooves to speed up their work.
Apart from the first time, the tens of thousands and millions of monster armies from the Immortal Mountain who had followed Zong Shen out of the mountains were all scattered here, working.
Among them, of course, are the saint-level powerhouses of Qingtian Peak such as Gu Giant Chicken, Big Black Pig, Juan Li, Rui Wudi, etc.
The demon saints all transformed into human form, no longer majestic, and all wore coarse linen clothes.
Holding a hoe in his hand, he worked hard on some slightly detailed farm work.
Among them, Rui Wudi is the most miserable.
He was working with several savanna elephants to carry wood.
These woods are very thick.
For Rui Wudi who had lost his strength, the burden was too great.
I was sweating profusely after carrying it for a while.
He suddenly got angry, spat, and sat down on the ground.
"Bah, I quit!"
"I am the invincible swordsman of Jianzhou, and I am actually doing this kind of hard labor!"
"If the master knew about this, he would laugh his head off!"
"And my wife, Bai Jianwan, is probably still at the Bai family, waiting for me to get married!"
Four years have passed since the boat of the River of Oblivion crossed the chaos and crashed into this place.
There is a weird old grandfather here who unexpectedly possesses amazing power in this weird continent.
With a wave of his hand, he can lift a huge rock as big as a mountain.
Relying on the power of suppression, he forcibly detained the boat of Wangchuan River.
Force them to work.
For the past four years, I have been working day and night.
Repair the farmhouses that were destroyed when the Lethe went down.
Only when it is completely repaired can you leave.
If they were in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods, they could restore everything with just a wave of their hands.
However, having lost all strength and cultivation here, the workload became extremely huge.
When the Forgotten River boat crashed, it swept across tens of thousands of miles of farmland.
It would take at least seven or eight years to completely repair it.
At this time, the old man with a white beard, smoking a pipe and holding a cane, walked slowly behind Rui Wudi.
"You're lazy again, you deserve a beating!"
"Bang!"
A cane hit him on the buttocks.
Accompanied by an irresistible force.
Rui Wudi flew backwards.
It flew several hundred meters and fell on a piece of soft ground that had just been turned over.
With the face brake, I had an intimate contact with the mud.
He fell flat on his face.
"Pah, pah, pah."
He stood up awkwardly.
His face was covered with black mud.
He spat several times and spit out mud and sand.
He sat on the ground in a daze.
At this time, the long voice of the old man with white beard came over.
"Work hard, and in three years, you can leave."
"If you're lazy, I won't guarantee that you'll stay for a few more years!"
After saying that, he slowly left and walked towards a big river.
There are fish baskets and bamboo fishing rods.
This big river flows fast and is very clear. You can clearly see the moss and pebbles on the riverbed.
There was no sign of any fish at all.
The old man with white beard picked up the fishing rod, sat lazily on a large bluestone by the river, and without putting any bait, threw the hook into the water.
Then I just ignored everything and lay down with my head back, basking in the sun.
Empty hook fishing in an empty river.
No one knows what this old farmer is thinking.
In fact, on this continent, before the monsters from the Million Fairy Mountains and the demon saints from the Qingtian Peak arrived, there was only this mysterious old farmer.
Apart from the cultivated crops and some trees and vegetation, there are indeed no other living creatures.
This is the legendary place of Forgotten River.
The place that everyone in the Continent of Ten Thousand Gods is chasing after.
But I didn't expect that after arriving at this legendary place, I would lose all my power and become extremely ordinary.
The army of tens of thousands of monsters could do nothing to the mysterious old farmer.
Whether it is a powerful bull or a giant elephant, this old man can throw them away with one hand.
Fortunately, the old man was not a bad person.
The purpose of detaining them is just to let them repair the farmhouses and farmlands destroyed by the Forgotten Boat!
(End of this chapter)
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