Spiritual Energy Restored: I Rely On Shopping To Ruin The City Of Ma Do

"Salty or sweet?"

"

Coriander

or Folded Ear Root?" "Folded Ear Root!"

"Repair Cat or Dog?" "Repair Cat

." "

Year up or year down?" "Year

up." Su

whispered that she was too speechless for the question she had set back then.

At that time, they were playing stand-alone games, and they were a little self-indulgent, who knew that one day they would break through the dimensional wall and shine into reality. Forget it, when she takes over, erase this scene from their memory.

These two-choice questions can be answered by everyone, but the probability of thinking that all 100 questions will be exactly the same as her preferences is still very low.

"Lord Goddess, the Ancestor has finally waited for you to come back!" the old man who took the lead whispered to Su with tears in his eyes, and then respectfully invited her into the small world in the sacred tree.

The environment here is quaint and chic, but the range is only the size of a few peaks, and it seems that the strength of the heirs of this generation is not very good.

Su Qingyu used his divine sense to probe the small world, there were thousands of people living in it, and more than eighty percent of them were stuck at the second-level peak.

In the outside world, even in the Xia Kingdom, which has the best extraordinary development, there are only a few dozen people at the peak of the second level.

Now that the rules of the Heavenly Dao have gradually taken shape, those second-level peaks in the outside world will soon usher in their Heavenly Tribulations one after another, plus the more than five hundred non-growing parallel goods that have been promoted through the Pan Tao Banquet, and soon, the third-level powerhouses of Blue Star will reach about eight hundred people.

These more than 800 people did not count Su Qingyu's control, they were scattered among the various forces of Blue Star.

And there are more than 500 people in the Lingxu Group under Su Qingyu, plus more than 900 people in the small world, even if there is no top combat power like her and Chen Ran, it is enough to crush the entire Blue Star.

It's just that the master of this small world, why does he only have the strength of the second level of the primary level. This breath is so familiar, he's...

Wen Jiyu! Su whispered a little incredulous about the results of his investigation! More than 2,000 years later, how could Wen Jiyu still be alive?!

In that era in the metaverse, the road to heaven has been cut off, although the aura has not been completely exhausted, Wen Jiyu can become a third-level powerhouse at most, and his lifespan is only about 500 years.

At the beginning, Su Qingyu only thought that the ancestor of the people in the village was Wen Jiyu's unknown descendants, but he didn't expect it to be him.

When he saw the person who exuded decay all over his body, and his face was like a skeleton covered with a layer of old bark, Su Qingyu finally confirmed that this was the high-spirited Zheng Guosi back then!

Wen Jiyu trembled and waved away the others, and looked at Su Qingyu with cloudy old eyes, even if the other party had taken off the mask very cooperatively, he could only see a vague figure.

"The goddess... My lord, it's really... Are you?" He gasped as he spoke, and a cavity sound came out of his trachea.

"Ji Yu, it's me.

Hearing her reply, Wen Jiyu's gloomy eyes seemed to become clearer.

He fumbled for the necklace around his neck, the pendant was a delicate hollow copper ball, and when he twisted it, a small jasper-like pill rolled into his hand.

It is a pill that overdraws the last of life, and it can make people return to their best state in a short period of time.

Su whispered to him and didn't stop him.

She could see that Wen Jiyu's body was close to running out of oil, and it could last for a month at most, and there were only three days left to take the pill, but this was his own choice.

The old man, who was described as withered, quickly recovered in a few breaths, and turned back into a handsome and upright young man, and his strength returned to his peak state.

Wen Jiyu made a gesture respectfully, and said with tears in his eyes: "Lord Goddess! Fortunately, Ji Yu can finally hand over everything here to you with his own hands!"

"You are really... Why bother!" Su whispered and reached out to help him up.

His whim arrangement has made the people in front of him endure for more than 2,000 years, Su Qingyu inevitably felt a trace of guilt in his heart, and his attitude towards Wen Jiyu was much more cordial than usual to outsiders.

She looked at the dormant warehouse in the room, and finally understood how Wen Jiyu had survived until now.

It was the "crossing warehouse" that had just crossed over to Zheng Guo and killed an assassin.

Because of the need to "cross the warehouse" set for employees to cross before, she didn't bother to modify it herself, but she didn't expect that she finally quit by being killed by the boss monster, and the "crossing warehouse" was unexpectedly left in that time and space.

After the goddess disappeared, Wen Jiyu began to tinker with the "crossing warehouse" that brought her to this world, thinking that she could find a way to go to the world where the goddess was.

It's a pity that it is a dormant warehouse, and it is only a "crossing warehouse" when the owner of the metaverse has given it the function of "traversing", and indigenous NPCs like Wen Jiyu do not have this permission at all.

It was its dormancy function that made Wen Jiyu think clearly, so for more than two thousand years, he spent most of his time in the dormant warehouse to maintain his vital signs, and he would wake up every ten years to see if there were any traces of Su Qingyu in this world.

However, since the first industrial revolution, the turbidity of Blue Star has become thicker and thicker, and Wen Jiyu's aging body can no longer walk in the outside world, so he has been sleeping until now.

"No wonder, I see that the houses and utensils used in the village of the goddess are no longer products of Zheng Guo's era, and I guess you have also had contact with the outside world over the years.

"Goddess Mingjian! Ji Yu did not disobey your order to hide in the world, just so that when you take over here, our people here will not be too far out of the times.

"It's okay, you're right. "

There has never been a word about the Goddess Palace in history, which shows that Wen Jiyu has hidden it well.

The people of the Goddess Village are all descendants of the disciples of that year.

Although Su Qingyu left them with a large amount of resources when they left, on the way to Kunlun by flying boat, they encountered a powerful storm for unknown reasons, and there was not one out of ten supplies.

This is probably the corrective power of time and space, and if too many resources cultivate more monks, it is enough to upset the balance of the world. Even if they have decided to live in seclusion, they will not be tolerated.

In order to save resources, these descendants can only choose the most qualified children to become monks, while the rest are reduced to ordinary people, living in the villages outside.

For more than 2,000 years, the number of monks in the small world has reached about 3,000 at most, and beyond this limit, there will be monks who will have symptoms such as madness or physical exhaustion, and then die out in batches.

Moreover, as soon as the number of people is large, the overall cultivation quality will also decline, and to achieve the optimal balance state, it is enough to have about fifteen hundred people.

The monks here are at the peak of the second level, and their longevity is about three hundred years old. Because new people are constantly filling, the number has been maintained at almost 1,000 and a half.

Thirty years ago, however, no new people were brought in, and some of the old monks had died out, and now there were less than 1,200 left.

Failing to maintain the number of combat forces in the best condition, Wen Jiyu blamed himself a little: "Lord Goddess, Ji Yu should have died naturally more than a hundred years ago, and handed over the small world to his successor to maintain its normal operation."

But I'm willful, I just want to stay up in the world a little more, and see the goddess return with my own eyes, so that I can die without regrets!"