At that moment, the ancient item was pointing in a particular direction. It was like a guiding force that made him feel uneasy.
It should be related to a certain race or the location of some buried treasure.
"I wonder how far it is?"
Outside the Chaos Heavens, as a deity, he could naturally teleport. Although the strength was greatly reduced, he could still travel very far with enough time …
Under typical circumstances, Sages would take root in the vicinity of the Bodhimanda … However, wandering Rank Eight and Rank Nine deities could travel very, very far away without being restricted by the Bodhimanda.
It was even to the extent that existences beneath the level of Sage could see many different areas with various Sages.
The sealing of the land was only for Sages.
"I wonder how far this place is leading me to? As a deity, I can also go very far away, but it's too dangerous. This is the land of the Sages, and there are countless people who have achieved the Ninth Stage … As a deity, I can go anywhere and kill anyone I don't like. "He still knew how to hide and treasure his life, but in the face of this opportunity, he couldn't help it …
"This Ancient Pixie Tree should also be related to the ginseng fruit tree!" He gritted his teeth and could not help but carefully take out an ancient item. It emanated the aura of a teleportation array.
It was a supreme treasure and very powerful.
It could immediately establish a teleportation passageway based on aura, allowing him to travel very far away … It was something he had obtained from a mysterious ruin.
"This is a life-preservation measure of mine. Even typical Rank Nine deities can escape from it. It's equivalent to having an additional life! However … "He gritted his teeth and chose to teleport.
Whoosh.
He teleported to a distant spot in the Chaos Heavens.
He saw an extremely hidden space. He could not help but hesitate for a moment before stepping into it.
It was a lush forest with luxuriant foliage. There were many ancient trees with fruits hanging on them, and these fruits contained life.
Under the fruits, beautiful elven women with pointy ears were working and resting in the tribe.
And the houses, floors, and decorations were all made of white porcelain clay.
All the clay was the color of white porcelain. It was actually somewhat similar to the style of clay sculptures from the sculpture art era.
A tiny white television was sitting in the middle. Suddenly, it revealed a look of surprise. "You're here already? In order to avoid suspicion, we ran very far to come here … He looks like he's overflowing with wealth. He has all sorts of treasures. "
She was the girlfriend of Mt. Akina.
She was the magical pet Bhikkhu from before. Her real name was Zhang Tong.
Previously, she was just an ordinary female university student, but her boyfriend was not ordinary at all.
Zhang Tong, who had transformed into a small TV, muttered in a low voice, "Although the main body is us little TVs, there are still some subsidiary races that serve us. Let's choose a race with a relatively ordinary bloodline, the Ancient Tree Elf race from the Ancient Tree Planet …"
Crash.
Thinking of this, Zhang Tong hurriedly stood up and looked at the simple and honest little fatty in surprise. She couldn't help but ask, "Who are you?"
Little Fatty was shocked as well. He looked at the dead TV in his hand and then at the lively TV in front of him. It was as if he had seen a monster.
"Television? It's alive? "
He had thought that this television was some kind of earthen Dao treasure. Who would have thought that it was actually a race?
The soil was actually alive?
In fact, the quantum mini TV was an evolution of Carolyn's entire family mini TV. The white porcelain cells were naturally clay in a certain form.
But the other party was very surprised.
Clay, a living thing!
Could it be related to the era of ancient sculpture art?
"Could this be the owner of the cave abode's … descendants? Did I find the greatest treasure? "Just as he was thinking and breathing heavily, Zhang Tong looked at the television in his hand and was shocked again.
Zhang Tong looked at the television in her hand and was shocked again. "Why are you holding our ancestor's corpse?"
"Is this your ancestor?"
Little Fatty was stunned. This should be a hidden race. Although he had many fortuitous encounters, he still felt that he was only an "ordinary" level-eight god. He couldn't help but say, "I obtained this from an ancient object. Perhaps it has something to do with your ancestor."
"Ancestor?" Zhang Tong was surprised.
Little Fatty told him everything about the ruins in a tireless manner.
"I see, I see!" Zhang Tong was shocked. The small television paced back and forth. "It's said that tens of thousands of years ago, our bloodline was overseen by a Sage. It used to be a dojo, but it has declined. At that time, our Sage said that our origins were very mysterious … Our ancestor's ancestor was tainted with the bloodline of an ancient powerhouse from more than ten billion years ago. Although it's unknown how many generations have passed … as a Sage, the ancestor set foot in search of ancient ruins. I'm afraid he died here."
She looked at the dead small television and sobbed. "Sigh, the ancestor …"
Zhang Youling was completely stunned. This small television was already rotten beyond recognition. It was equivalent to a pile of mud, and he couldn't tell its original realm. He hadn't even thought that it was a living thing. Was it the remains of a Sage?
It wasn't impossible. After all, the sea of chaos could corrode everything.
"I found him in a mud jar," Zhang Youling said.
Zhang Tong began to sob. "It seems that the ancestor dived into the depths of the sea in search of ancient ruins, but died there. Before he died, he found a jar and sealed himself in it … He contacted us with his location so that a fated person could find him and send him back to his homeland."
Zhang Youling didn't say anything.
Zhang Tong continued, "The patriarch said that our first pure-blooded ancestor might have been an ancient being who created two boys out of clay. Their names were Qing Feng and Ming Yue, and they could sit in their residences and roam the world as their incarnations..."
Zhang Tong pointed at the Night Elves and the Ancient Tree of Darkness. "They are the descendants of the Ginseng Fruit Tree. It's said that the Ginseng Fruit Tree of that era had a mysterious ability. It produced human-shaped fruits, and eating them would bring great fortune … But although they are still human-shaped fruits, they have become living creatures. They don't have the powerful energy of the past. They are very mediocre and not delicious."
Fatty Zhang thought carefully and looked at the Night Elf Fruit Tree.
This fruit tree had indeed lost its ability and could only produce clansmen. But this clan wasn't weak, and could only be considered ordinary …
However, these clay statues were very powerful …
"You found the ancestor for us. You are our honored guest."
Zhang Tong led him into the house and showed him a small TV and a house. "The houses here are all made by us. We spit them out and knead them …"
She was also a small TV that evolved from her clan. She spat out a small ceramic TV and said, "Our clan has quantum energy. Our ancestor said that we can become stronger by playing games … Don't think that we are hiding here. Our clansmen have always been exploring outside, but they aren't very strong."
You can become stronger by playing games?
Fatty Zhang was stunned. Soon, he saw a terrifying scene.
He saw players sitting in front of a TV and watching it. In front of the TV was another him, standing and exploring the land of chaos.
There were also levels, experience bars, body data, and experience.
"This clay bloodline is actually a super support-type heaven-defying bloodline. It can strengthen people … It's very strong!" Fatty Zhang's pupils widened. A hidden consciousness was awakening in his heart. It crossed dimensions and secretly descended to observe the civilization in front of him. He also revealed a trace of disbelief.
"Could it be that the clay sculptures are related to that ancient relic?" This Multi-Dimensional Saint finally descended with a hidden consciousness.
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