Outside of Time - Chapter 1136 P 2

[Beyond Time Chapter 1111 The First God (2/3)]

> It would be unrealistic for Xu Qing to have no guesses about all this. In his heart, he already had many thoughts.

He suspected that the ferryman in front of him… had a history with Wanggu.

As for whether he was from Wanggu, or was familiar with some cultivators from Wanggu, Xu Qing could not figure it out, but he noticed that the other party had glanced at his sword many times.

So, after Xu Qing pondered, he suddenly spoke.

“Senior, do you know Wanggu…”

The boatman narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

Xu Qing waited for a long time and sighed in his heart.

Although the other party did not respond, this non-response itself actually represented some answers.

“Senior, Wanggu has undergone drastic changes…”

The boatman remained silent, smoking a pipe and exhaling smoke.

Xu Qing was silent.

He did not choose to ask further questions.

In this way, time passed, and the sixth day… gradually arrived.

The cost of crossing the river is six days of the ferryman’s life, because the time of crossing the river is a fixed six days.

At this moment, with the passing of the sixth day, this vast river of divine blood appeared to the end in Xu Qing’s eyes.

That was the western star region of the fifth star ring.

As we approached here, the river water became calmer, and the waves gradually decreased. Only the boats remained. After several hours, when the sixth day was about to pass… we

finally reached the western shore.

The soil here was different from the swamps in the south. There was no swamp here, and the earth was red, as if it contained fire energy.

“Go down. If you have a second crossing, the cost will no longer be six days of life, but a sixty years.”

The boatman said lightly.

Xu Qing took a deep breath, stood up and bowed, without saying much, he stepped out of the lonely boat and stepped to the shore.

Stepping on the land in the west, Xu Qing turned and looked at the boat.

On the boat, the boatman wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat was smoking a pipe, and the smoke he exhaled made his figure more hazy.

Recalling these six days, Xu Qing bowed his head and bowed again.

“Thank you, senior.”

Although the other party did not respond to his inquiries and did not speak again in the last few days, the things he told him before were of great significance.

It was like directly opening up Xu Qing’s understanding of the world.

So according to Xu Qing’s way of doing things, this was a great favor.

So he bowed with great sincerity.

After bowing, Xu Qing turned around and flew away quickly.

Until his figure disappeared on the shore, on the River of Divine Blood, in the lonely boat, the boatman slowly raised his head and looked in the direction where Xu Qing left.

“Zhijian, that stubborn guy, has fallen…”

He murmured, his tone full of reminiscence.

After a while, he sighed softly.

“Wanggu… I haven’t heard these two words for a long time, and my name, I’m afraid that the Wanggu clan has long forgotten… and has been erased in history.”

While muttering, the boatman raised his right hand and looked down at his palm.

In his palm, at this moment, there were runes that looked like human faces shining, exuding a strange breath.

If Xu Qing were here, he would definitely recognize it at a glance…

Those runes that shine like human faces are… Immortal Arts!

At the same time, in the air in the west of the fifth star ring, Xu Qing, who had already left the shore, heard the sigh of relief from the mud fox while galloping.

“That man before… was a bit scary. I felt that the moment he saw you, he wanted to catch me and ravage me.”

“Xu Qing, this place you came to is not fun at all!”

The mud fox was frightened, especially when he recalled the blood river of the gods, his heart was trembling.

“Forget it, I’d better go to sleep…”

The mud fox muttered, and quickly restrained his breath again.

Seeing Xing Yan like this, Xu Qing didn’t know what to say. He had already reminded the other party that the place he was going to might not welcome the gods.

But obviously, Xing Yan didn’t believe it at the time.

“After that, it might be more dangerous…”

Xu Qing hesitated, and finally reminded him again.

In an instant, the mud fox’s breath became more restrained.

This kind of posture is rarely seen in Wanggu. You can imagine how much the ferryman intimidated Xing Yan.

As Xu Qing pondered, the image of the ferryman emerged in his mind.

“Who is he…”

Xu Qing murmured.

There is no answer to this.

After a while, Xu Qing took a deep breath, buried this matter in his heart, and then the map and information of the Western Star Region came to his mind.

Compared with the other three regions, the Western Star Region is weaker as a whole, especially the orthodox Taoist Immortal Sect in the west, which is also a bit down and out.

The fundamental reason is that the Western Xuntian has an extraordinary mentality and does not care about the development of the sect or the opinions of the outside world.

Most of the cultivators in the entire sect don’t care.

But because of this, the family forces here are more than the other three regions, competing with each other, cannibalizing each other, and growing stronger.

Looking at this information, Xu Qing thought of the star in the west.

As the weakest of the eight stars, this person is a disciple of the Taoist Immortal Sect Xuntian.

“Li Mengtu…”

“The family has a characteristic. All the direct descendants have the word ‘Tu’ in their names.”

“He has reached the early stage of master cultivation and possesses four powers. With his own combat power combined with the strange magic inherited from his family and the cultivation from his master, he has a record of killing a master in the middle stage.”

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[End of this Chapter.]