Han Yi picked up Xiao Yu, who only had a faint breath, and his eyes were slightly red.

Master Ye Mo, with a wave of his hand, the smoke in the valley dissipated, and a tall and magnificent stone bridge appeared in front of him, spanning the valley and reaching the stone staircase opposite.

Han Yi followed Master Ye Mo, behind the night wind mat.

The three of them boarded the stone bridge one by one, and before they boarded the first-level stone bridge, they retreated one level behind them, as if they had boarded a bridge with no way out.

Han Yi paused, and took a deep look behind him, and behind him was the barren village, the vast plain, those peasants who came and went, but the colorful flowers had disappeared, and even Han Ye couldn't perceive the location where it once appeared.

Since there is no turning back, he can only move forward, and he will protect her. Han also seemed to have made a lifelong determination and resolutely stepped forward.

After crossing the stone bridge, the stone bridge disappeared completely, and the valley was again covered in smoke and psychedelic, and it was impossible to tell where it was. Along the winding stone staircase, all the way down, the valley is breezy, you can hear the crisp sound of water, the ancient trees are towering, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the winding path leads to the secluded place, and there is a waterfall that flows down a thousand feet.

Master Mo waved his hand again, the fog dissipated, the scenery was clear, and there was another half-meter-wide glass bridge connected to the middle of the waterfall, which was obviously an entrance.

The glass bridge seems to have no support, and it is connected in the air, and when you walk to the glass bridge, there are no mountains and rivers under your feet.

Ordinary people look at it like an opaque glass, which can't be seen through.

Han Yiqian's golden eyes flashed, and it could be seen that the bottom of the glass bridge was actually rolling magma, a piece of fiery red, and the leaves, trees, stones, etc. that fell on the valley were all melted into rock flows, which was terrifying.

Han also couldn't help but look up at the surrounding scenery, the 10,000-year-old ancient pine lying on the mountain turned out to be a giant hedgehog, the rocks on both sides of the waterfall suddenly turned into two big unicorns, staring at them with attentive eyes, and the birds flying in the forest, the body is larger, and the feather color is even more colorful.

I thought it was a glass bridge in the sky, but it turned out to be a crystal clear unicorn arm, and the alpine jungle is still an alpine jungle, more like the ancient beast forest.

As Han Yi looked, everything changed into its own essence.

The dragon that flies in the sky, the giant python that pierces the forest, the beast that is in the shape of a tree, the white tiger that crouches on the cliff, the nine-colored phoenix that can spew snowflakes, and the arowana that jumps on the waterfall......

They are enthusiastic, excited, dancing, drumming, singing......

They seemed to greet him, did they greet Master Mo?

Han Yi retracted his gaze, closed his golden pupils, and followed Master Ye Mo to the mouth of the waterfall, and walked down the glass bridge, only to find that it was a carved cave with a array.

Master Mo also had words in his mouth, and he didn't know what was drawn at the entrance of the cave. After a while, the invisible film of water visible at the entrance of the cave spreads.

When I walked into the cave, I found that there was no other cave!

The cave is very long, three meters wide, four meters high, the wall of the cave is oiled with white paint, and on the white paint is colorful paintings, Buddhism, Bodhi tree, Buddha footprints, Sanskrit and so on.

"These paintings are all related to Buddha, but they don't draw Buddha, why?" Han also asked.

"The Buddha is at ease in his heart. Master Mo stopped, looked at Han Yi in surprise, and Chao Han Yi smiled slightly.

Walking behind the night breeze, listening to the conversation between the two in front of him, his face was full of doubts, he touched the stone wall that was seeping with water, and there was nothing in the dust......

Han Yi walked while looking at the paintings on the wall, Sanskrit, footprints, Bodhi tree, May Day similarity, and sighed in his heart for its greatness.

Xiao Yu's hand slid down, she had no volatile strength at all, and her breath became weaker and weaker.

Han Yi couldn't help but speed up his pace, and silently read in his heart: Master hold on.

I don't know how long I walked in the cave, but I finally saw the blinding light in front of me and approached the exit.

At that moment, the light suddenly flashed, and he was already outside the cave, and in front of him was a lake and mountains, calm, blue sky and blue lake, and a beautiful scenery outside the world.

Looking back at the lack of anything behind them, they were already in the center of the lake, and under their feet were several stones of different shapes, which showed the traces of the sun and rain for many years, and the history was long.

The night breeze seems to be accustomed to it, and it can be seen that it often comes and goes.

I saw that the night wind picked up the small stone and threw it into the lake, splashing a small splash, and then the stone where the three of them were was shook gently, and the water around the stone formed a huge whirlpool, and the three people and the stone sank into the whirlpool.

Sinking to the bottom of the lake, the lake is calm again.

The submerge into the lake is not a lake bottom world, but a real paradise,

The blue sky and white clouds, a warm breeze blows in the face, with an ancient and mysterious atmosphere, as if passing through time and space to the axis of distant years.

Han Yi reached out and touched the historical lines on the wall of the gap, and looked past a majestic city gate in front of him and looked directly at the towering city tower behind him.

If you don't look closely, you can't see that this majestic and precipitous city gate is actually a natural boulder! The water flowing above the boulder makes the whole city gate seem to be plated with layers of metallic luster, like gilding.

The horizontal plaque above the city gate is carved with the three big characters of "Cloud Valley", which Han Ye can see is his own handwriting.

Here he felt comfortable, like home.

Master Mo approached the city gate, and the gate automatically retracted on both sides.

"Master! There were a lot of people lined up in the city, dressed like the night breeze in brocade and blue robes, and they all bowed to Master Yemo.

The sound is vast and majestic, full of momentum, and shocking.

He also recited the Buddha beads in his hand, nodded slightly, and said, "Amitabha." ”

After Master Mo finished speaking, he whispered to the night wind beside him, "Night wind, everyone is waiting for the sect master to return, the matter of the sect master's amnesia needs to be kept secret for the time being, I will take the sect master to the Cloud Mist Tower first." Then you bring the four elders to counsel. ”

At this time, Han Yishang was wearing a mask, and he was also carrying a woman on his back, so no one would mistake him for the sect master.

Night Wind walked to the front of the line and said something to the four old men at the front of the line. One of them, an old man with crane hair, was on crutches, and above the crutches was inlaid a turquoise malachite, like a sharp eye.

He turned to face everyone, "Everyone, the sect master will be back soon!"

"Sect Master, Sect Master, Sect Master, Sect Master......" Everyone shouted three times, which was deafening, which showed the status of the sect master in his mind.

In this situation, Han Ye seemed to be familiar, and a similar memory picture flashed in his mind, but a flash was enough to make Han Yi's heart excited, and his heart seemed to be about to come out, and his eyes were slightly red.

"Let's all disperse first, right? When the sect master returns, everyone will be notified at that time. The elder clattered twice on his crutches, and a wave of momentum rose on the ground like a crowd rushing away.

In an instant, everyone turned into a cloud of smoke and dispersed in all directions, as fast as lightning.

Mo also led Han Yi through the bluestone street, the red attic, to a tower, the tower is not a few high, towering into the clouds, glazed eaves, towering into the starry sky, as if the sky was torn into a gap, dense starlight poured down, to the city tower on a layer of magic color gorgeous.