No wonder it was called the Land of Divine Shade!
This tranquil and peaceful place was completely different from the gloomy and terrifying environment outside.
It was as if the inside and outside of the Divine Dragon Tree were two completely different worlds.
In the Forest Ocean Origin World, one's mind was constantly on edge, as if danger could descend at any moment. No matter how peaceful the surroundings were, one would still feel oppressed, tense, and gloomy.
But in the Land of Divine Shade, one couldn't help but feel relaxed. The tranquil and peaceful atmosphere instantly broadened one's mood.
There was an old man leaning against a reclining chair beneath a tree, lazily fanning himself with a large leaf.
There were children running and playing around happily, letting out a long string of crisp laughter.
They were all wearing clothes that were made of neither hemp nor silk, and their designs were also quite simple.
One of them, a round-faced little girl with a ponytail, tilted her head and sized up Jiang Wang, a stranger.
Jiang Wang smiled at her, causing her to blush and run away shyly.
Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye were waiting in front of a giant fruit house.
There was only one fruit on this Divine Dragon Tree, and from Jiang Wang's understanding, it was equivalent to a residence in Linzi City.
The people who lived here were most likely people with authority in the "Sacred Race".
At this point, Jiang Wang had also let down his guard a little. The reason was simple. If Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye had any ill intentions towards him, they probably wouldn't allow the elderly and children of their clan to wander about in front of him and expose them to danger.
He sniffed the fragrance of the earth and grass, feeling the tranquil breeze caress his face.
Jiang Wang's steps were calm, and his tense state relaxed slightly.
He walked closer.
A vine ladder hung from the entrance of the fruit house for people to climb.
Qing Qishu and Qing Jiuye stood at the entrance, waiting for Jiang Wang to leap up before turning around and walking inside.
The fruit house was very spacious, and it wasn't dark at all. Some parts of the house were neatly embedded with intertwining threads that formed natural windows.
Stepping on the floor gave him a wondrous feeling of softness and steadiness.
The air within the house was flowing, and Jiang Wang could sense that this fruit house was alive. However, there was also a faint feeling of oppression that he didn't know where it came from.
Qing Qishu led the way in front while Qing Jiuye stayed behind to give him advice.
"When we meet later, just tell the truth. Priestess is very kind. Even if you're not the Dragon God's messenger, she won't hurt you. Of course, you won't be able to stay in the Shadowed Land if that happens. "
Bang!
As soon as his voice fell, Qing Qishu's entire body flew out.
He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell heavily at Jiang Wang's feet.
"Okay, I got it …"
Jiang Wang was halfway through nodding when he turned to look at Qing Jiuye with a puzzled expression.
You call that "kind"?
Qing Jiuye's expression was also very stiff.
"Ah!" Only then did Qing Qishu's screams ring out. He gritted his teeth and felt wronged. "Can't you talk nicely?!"
Qing Jiuye winked at Jiang Wang and asked him to wait outside the door. "Priest DRen may be in a bad mood today. I'll go in and have a look."
The doors of the fruit house were all arched, with sky-blue silk hanging down like a bead curtain.
Qing Jiuye lifted the curtain and entered.
In the time it took for them to greet each other, Jiang Wang heard an old, angry voice ring out. "Why don't you explain why you and Seven Trees returned to the Shadowed Land together in the end? Do you really think I can't bear to send you to Soul Nurture? "
The voice belonged to an old woman, but the pressure in her aura was also very heavy, making it difficult for people to breathe.
Probably because she couldn't hide her anger, the rest of her voice couldn't be heard clearly.
Jiang Wang pulled Qing Qishu up from the ground and asked, "Why did Priest DRen beat you up?"
It had to be said that this brat's vitality was really tenacious. The arrow wound on his chest had already healed. He had just been beaten to the point of spitting out blood, but after shouting for a long time, he didn't seem weak at all. Instead, his voice was becoming more and more energetic.
When he heard Jiang Wang's question, he glared back and flung his hand away.
At this moment, Qing Jiuye lifted the curtain. "Zhang Linchuan, Priest DRen wants you to come in."
Qing Qishu passed Jiang Wang without saying a word and rushed inside.
Jiang Wang followed closely and heard an angry shout. "Kneel down!"
The pressure in his voice was so strong that it made Jiang Wang jump in fright.
Kneeling was naturally impossible.
Jiang Wang was wondering whether to turn around and run, or to first release an Eight Sound Flame Sparrow and then turn around and run …
He saw Qing Qishu kneel down with a plop.
He said with a sad face, "Great-aunt, is there some misunderstanding between us? Why are you treating me like your nose is not your nose and eyes are not your eyes? "
"You still have the face to cry? You've lost the face of the Holy Race!"
The old woman who spoke sat cross-legged on a praying mat. The material of this praying mat was the same as the clothes on Qing Qishu and the others, neither silk nor hemp.
The old woman had a head full of white hair and deep wrinkles on her face. She was quite imposing when she lectured Qing Qishu, but when she saw Jiang Wang enter, most of the wrinkles on her face relaxed, and she smiled kindly. "Young man, where did you come from?"
"Uh …" Jiang Wang wasn't used to her sharp change in style, but he answered honestly, "I was summoned by starlight to the Forest Sea Origin Realm and passed through the Hidden Snake Snake Territory."
"Starlight?" The white-haired old woman's skinny hands clenched into fists and grabbed her knees, but she quickly released them and said in a gentle voice, "Please sit."
The Holy Race's cultivation system was different, and it was difficult to judge their strength without first fighting them. However, from her aura alone, this old woman who was revered as a priest was definitely terrifyingly powerful.
Jiang Wang didn't dare to be negligent. After thanking her, he sat down on the praying mat across from her.
Apart from the material of this praying mat, there was nothing special about it. However, as soon as he sat down, Jiang Wang felt his Dao Essence circulate more freely, and his mind became more agile.
It was truly a treasure. Such an immediate effect was truly astonishing. It seemed like Qing Qishu and the others were also wearing extraordinary clothes.
The old woman sized Jiang Wang up with an amiable smile on her face. "You're a man of striking appearance. Nine-leaf is right. You must be the Dragon God's emissary. You've come to the Forest Ocean Origin to save the fate of the Sacred Race."
Qing Qishu, who was kneeling on the side, was indignant. "I was the one who said it first. Why did you beat me up without saying anything …"
The old woman glanced at him with a smile on her face. Although his mouth was still moving, no sound came out.
She was silenced with a single glance.
Jiang Wang's heart trembled. He understood that although the old woman was teaching Qing Qishu a lesson, it was most likely a demonstration of her strength in front of him.
"I'm only here in pursuit of what I'm looking for. I don't know where my destination is. The Forest Sea Origin Realm might just be a passageway, or I might just be lost. I don't dare to take on the responsibility of saving anyone."
Jiang Wang said seriously, "Priestess, please don't hold out too much hope."
After experiencing so much, Jiang Wang wouldn't allow himself to be easily held hostage by a few words. Saving the Holy Race's fate? This was too big and too heavy a task. This topic was too grand and too far away.
The Holy Race's martial artists weren't weak. This old priestess was undoubtedly an expert. How could Jiang Wang 'save' a predicament that they couldn't solve themselves?
Based on others praising him for his' talented man 'appearance?
"It's fine." The old woman was still smiling as if she didn't mind. "I'll open the altar tomorrow. At that time, we'll naturally know if you're the Dragon God's emissary or not. If you are, the Dragon God will guide you. If you're not, I'll send you away. "
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