The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 255 - 159 Aging Turtle

"With Divine Skills reaching such a realm, one can even create a small world within their own body. My old friend is even more peculiar, combining the small world with the Illusion Array, just now evolving this water and soil world!" Changtian also exclaimed, "He really has nothing better to do, squandering all his great Divine Power on setting up this scenery!"

She rolled her eyes to Heaven. What others call realm, call living ambiance, does he even understand?! How many city dwellers in Huaxia dream of finding a picturesque place with fish and fields, buildings and trees, to spend the rest of their lives? This old Turtle, truly is a creature that understands pleasure!

"Once we are here, everything has to follow his rules." Changtian snorted softly, "If we had used brute force to open the Blood Gate just now, what would have welcomed us here would have been the Asura region and the ten deadly soul-destroying Great Formations!"

Ning Xiaoxian thought to herself, could it be that he had tried it personally?

"Let’s go, since we are here, we should just listen to him. Get on the boat, and row to the other shore." His tone carried a hint of reminiscence, "He couldn’t even make a path, always has to be so ostentatious. Hmph, pretentious people are always so affected!"

Wen Liangyu has claws but no hands, so she had to row the boat. But is this really just an Illusion Array? When she puts the oar into the water, she can clearly feel the resistance of the water and the panic of the fish scattering — it’s incomparably realistic.

She had never been a boatman before, not even rowing a boat in the park, so the boat spun around the lake for a long while before she slowly got the hang of it, gradually steering the boat towards the unknown other shore. This Dragon Turtle must know how to enjoy life, having such leisure and elegance even during the warring years of Ancient Times, definitely someone whose intelligence and breadth of mind far exceeded ordinary beings.

The boat approached the bank, she lightly leapt onto the grass, the green grass under her feet lush like a thick carpet. This feeling, too real indeed.

The courtyard in front of her was not large, it seemed to have only two sections. There were red flowers and green trees in front and behind the courtyard, truly making it a place of idle comfort.

There shouldn’t be anyone here, right? She lifted her hand, intending to knock politely on the door, only to find it open by itself without any wind.

A clear voice came from inside the courtyard: "An old friend coming from afar, isn’t that delightful?"

She suddenly felt as if the blood in her entire body had congealed. Shouldn’t this place have been silent for thousands of years, why then suddenly is there someone speaking? Such a terrifying feeling of a ghost film!

But Changtian whispered in her ear: "It’s nothing, go in."

She hesitated a moment, then stepped into the courtyard.

After passing a small screen, she saw a man with his back to her, loosening the soil for the flowers in a pot. He must have sensed her coming in, as he let out a long laugh and turned around: "Lord Shaking Heaven, I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!"

This man appeared to be only seventeen or eighteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a square face with dark skin, wearing a hemp outfit with sleeves and trouser legs rolled up high, looking just like a young farmer laboring in the fields. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

The young man caught sight of her, also startled, looked her up and down for a while, then said: "Who are you? How did you come to possess my token?"

His tone was not very pleasant, as if that glance could see right through her heart.

Ten meters away, the sky started to flash with lightning, and waves began to gather on the lake. Obviously, the master of this place was not pleased.

"I..." She opened her mouth, unsure how to answer.

Changtian prompted her: "Take out the Tusk, he will understand."

As instructed, she took out the Tusk from her storage bag. Sure enough, as soon as she presented the pair of Daggers, the man opposite opened his eyes wide and observed them carefully for a long time: "Is this dagger made from Lord Shaking Heaven’s own Tusk?"

His expression gradually dimmed, and he sighed: "Such a proud man, how could he allow his belongings to fall into someone else’s hands? Could it be that he, like me, has also fallen? How is that possible, how could my divination be wrong?"

The thunder and lightning in the sky dissipated, and the waves on the lake returned to nothingness. Seeing his spirits dampen like that, it was hard to tell whether he was sad about Changtian’s death or his own divinatory mistake.

Ning Xiaoxian couldn’t help but laugh and cry: "He’s still alive and well! But he’s been locked in the God Demon Prison. Is he the External Body of the Dragon Turtle? Why does he look like a young man?" Ning Xiaoxian felt misled; thinking of a turtle, she expected an image of an aging grandfather. Besides, wasn’t the Turtle Immortal from "Dragon Ball" also an old man without scruples?