The red sky covering the sky

Chapter 7 I am Zhu Rong, but not the Zhu Rong in your memory (modified)
"Dare I ask senior, please give me your name?!"

After Ye Fan finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Chili with nervousness and anticipation in his eyes.

"Me? I called your pot the Zhurong Pot. The pot I made is naturally named after me."

Jiang Chili said indifferently, but these words exploded like a thunderbolt in Ye Fan's heart.

"Senior, are you Zhu Rong?!"

Hearing the words, Ye Fan hurriedly asked, he couldn't believe that in this strange world, he actually met the ancestors in ancient myths, and he was the famous Zhu Rong, the legendary Vulcan!

"You are so strange, is there something wrong with my name Zhu Rong?"

Jiang Chili looked at Ye Fan amusedly. Now he had neither the worry about his life in his previous life nor the panic of extreme survival when the world was about to be destroyed.

In this world, protected by a big axe, he can say that the only choice is to walk sideways, and follow the footsteps of his predecessors to the central world of Jiehai after he has enough cultivation base. This is his only pursuit now.

Now looking at Ye Fan's expression, Jiang Chili's evil taste has been satisfied, and he no longer intends to tease him.

"Senior, have you ever heard of Emperor Yan? Emperor Huang? Chi You?!"

Ye Fan had already determined that the burly man in front of him with an ordinary face was Zhu Rong from the earth's myths and legends, but the three views that had been constantly refreshed by the world still made him ask again.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I am Zhu Rong, but I am not the Zhu Rong you think. My real name is Jiang Chili, and I am the current Zhu Rong. I also know that you are from the earth, and you have something different from the cultivation world. temperament."

Jiang Chili half-truthfully told Ye Fan that Ye Fan and others in the early stage really had a naivete that did not belong to this cruel practice world.

"Teasing me?!"

Ye Fan's head was full of black lines. He didn't expect this great monk to be so evil, but he relaxed a little.

"Brother Jiang, when did you leave Earth?"

Knowing that Jiang Chili is really Zhu Rong, although he is now Zhu Rong, he has now remembered that Zhu Rong was an official name in ancient times, so he is not surprised.

As for Jiang Chili trying to make fun of him, he would just keep it silently in his mind and wait for the future. He just wanted to go home now.

"Sit down and talk slowly. I don't drink, so I can only treat you to juice."

Jiang Chili sat down as he spoke, and the purple energy automatically gathered into two chairs. He turned over his hand and took out two bottles of juice, and threw one to Mark.

"As expected of the god of fire, this method of controlling fire is really superb!"

Ye Fan felt the purple air under his body turned into substance without the slightest temperature, and remembered that if he hadn't relied on Bodhizi before, he might have been buried here long ago.

"I just left not long ago. I know you want to go back, but without the coordinates of the earth and the five-color altar, I can't leave now."

Jiang Chili took a sip of the juice and said leisurely.

"Is that so~"

When Ye Fan heard this, he suddenly fell silent, his eyes were full of confusion, and he unconsciously drank the juice in his hand.

"Don't be disappointed. Instead of staying silent here, it's better to practice hard. The higher your cultivation level, the more things you come into contact with, and the greater the possibility of going back."

Seeing that Ye Fan's will was a little depressed, Jiang Chili was afraid that he would make the future Emperor of Heaven depressed, so he hurriedly comforted him.

"Yes, as long as I practice hard, I will be able to go home one day!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan's eyes became firm again, he deserved to be the man who became the Emperor of Heaven.

"Okay, we've finished chatting, things have been done, and it's time to go. See you next time!"

Jiang Chili saw that Ye Fan had regained his confidence and his goal had been achieved, so he planned to leave to find the divine gold and cast his own weapon.

"Okay, goodbye Brother Jiang!"

Ye Fan heard that Jiang Chili was about to leave. Although he wanted to hug his thigh, he had already given him a magic pot to save his life. Although there was a price, he was too embarrassed to say anything to persuade him to stay.

"I'll definitely see you again. You still owe me a piece of divine gold!"

With that said, Jiang Chili turned into a red golden rainbow and soared into the sky.

Eastern Desolation Central Territory.

A figure suddenly appeared in the sky, doing free fall.

"This is Zhongyu, it's too far away!"

In a restaurant in Wangkong City, Jiang Chili was eating, feeling a little depressed.

After bidding farewell to Ye Fan, he planned to go to the Northern Territory to loot the mining areas of several holy lands to see if he could cut out some pieces of divine gold.

The Northern Territory was too far away, and he didn't know how long it would take to fly, so he tried to cross the void Dao pattern. This kind of Dao pattern is not rare. As long as you want it, you will naturally have it.

This method is very fast, but the problem came out immediately. He has never been to the Northern Territory, and he doesn't know the coordinates. He can only locate it according to the map presented by those "kind" monks.

Jiang Chili, who was full of confidence, carved the first Dao pattern in his life in this way. The result was obvious. There was a problem with the positioning and he was teleported to the Central Realm.

The Central Region of the Eastern Desolation, this is an immortal pure land, containing the dragon veins, containing the rhyme of Dao, Zifu, Daoyi, Wanchu, Fengzu and other holy lands have established sects on this land.

"Now that we're here, let's go to the Immortal Mountain first, which happens to be one of our goals."

Making up his mind, he finished the meal in a few mouthfuls and walked out of the restaurant. When he was paying the bill, Jiang Chili asked the waiter about the place where maps were sold in Wangkong City.

"Donghuang Xiaodian! Good name, it should be reliable this time!"

This is a small shop, a veritable small shop, just like the ordinary teahouses on the street. The plaque on the door is written with four characters of Donghuang Small Shop.

"Guest officer, what would you like to order?"

As soon as he entered the door, a man dressed as a store clerk came forward.

"Buy a map! It's best to have a map of the entire Beidou! It needs to be detailed!"

Jiang Chili gritted his teeth when he thought of that cheating map.

"Okay, sir, please come with me."

The clerk led Jiang Chili to the counter, took out several bundles of animal skins and a small plate, and said to Jiang Chili.

"Look, guest officer, this is the map of the whole Beidou. Although it is not very detailed, it has all the famous cities and places on it. There are two kinds of maps, one is made of animal skin, which is not easy to carry, and There are only graphics on it;

The other is the geographical plate in my hand. It is made of refined copper and is strong and durable. It was made by monks from the Taoist Palace. It is easy to carry and has images on it. It can also be used for attacking. I wonder what you want, sir? which type? "

"Guest officer, please go slowly, welcome to come next time!"

"It's really expensive, a few maps of animal skins, give me two pieces of God's Weapon from the Other Shore, black shop!"

Jiang Chili walked out of the shop and looked at the blurry map in his hand, which had no scale and only had animal skin maps of the main cities. He felt indignant. Although it was just made from random gold and silver, how could such a map that was teleported entirely based on guesswork be worth it? Gold and silver are refined with the true fire of the sun, refined with gold and silver mother, and have double rings of the sun with traces of the true sun fire.

Walking out of the city, I found a mountain at random, carved the Dao pattern slowly, input the holy power of the sun to activate the Dao pattern, and connected the Dao pattern to the mountain's earth energy. Gradually, the Dao pattern shone brightly, and a black tunnel appeared in the Jiang Chi left in front of him.

"This should be correct!"

As he spoke, Jiang Chili stepped into the tunnel, and with a flash of light, everything returned to its original state.

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