The ninety-ninety-eighty-one day has come.

"Killing the Seal!"

In the holy land of dreams, there was a loud shout from a young man, only to see Xuan Yu clapping his hands out, and with a shock, a golden and white giant seal appeared out of thin air.

Gold and white are the color of fire, fire and ice.

The imprint skyrocketed, growing dozens of feet high, sweeping away a burst of killing aura, passing through thousands of miles of ice fields, straight into the wind and snow, the ice was rolling, and it was raging.

"How?"

Xuan Yu's eyes burned and he asked the old man with a dream scepter behind him.

Nodding with a smile, he touched the twisted cane and praised, "Dozens of days to this extent, it is indeed commendable." ”

"When Master comes back and sees it, he will be happy. Xuan Yu smiled very much, and when the dream staff heard this, he slowly smiled.

"Xiao Yu. ”

He spoke, his voice old and heavy.

“......”

Xuan Yu turned around, his face was calm, as if he realized something, and stared at him silently.

The expression on the face of the dream stick was extremely complicated, and he wanted to speak again and again.

"My master won't come back today?" asked Xuan Yu, his tone involuntarily and a little cold.

When he asked, the black sword suddenly appeared.

"That's right, Dream Staff, what's the situation, that Emperor Dragon, didn't you say that it only takes eighty-one days. ”

Hearing this, Dream Scepter looked a little difficult, "I said that it was a short time in order to appease Xiao Yu, and Dilong and I should want to ..... together."

"So my master really can't come back?" Xuan Yu asked again with a gloomy gaze.

The black sword also frowned, and the dream staff sighed, closed his eyes, and nodded calmly.

Xuan Yu quieted down, and after a while, he said, "How long will it take...... Can I see him again?" this time, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Perhaps, I guess, at most, a year or two...... " Dream Staff said, only to feel that his throat was dry and dry.

After all, Dilong's dragon breath is not a vegetarian, at least, it is much stronger than him.

"One or two years ......"

Xuan Yu muttered, turned his face, and looked into the distance, almost at the end of Xiao Han.

"Then I'll do my best to practice for a year or two. ”

Hearing this, Dream Staff tilted his head and glanced at the black sword standing in the wind, and a truly relaxed smile appeared on his face.

"Well, this is what your master, the Heavenly Drinker, wants to see. ”

.........

Two years is not a long time, nor is it short.

It is said that it is long, but it is only the time for the cultivators of the Heavenly Xuan Realm to close the small pass, and if it is said to be short, you can experience the vicissitudes of the sun, moon, mountains and rivers in it.

In the past two years, Xuan Yu has been living and practicing regularly in the holy land of dreams, without boring thoughts.

Twelve branches a day, practicing swordsmanship from time to time, reviewing the supernatural powers learned from time to time, and practicing with the abundant aura of the Holy Land of Dreams when Shen Shi arrived, most of the time, he came over like this.

And a few times, including the black sword's lecture on the way of the sword, teaching the sword picking, stabbing, splitting, splitting, blocking, spinning various techniques, during which Xuan Yu sighed at the ever-changing sword momentum, and asked if the knife has any powerful use, as a result, this goods raised his nose high: "The knife will only cut, that is comparable to the sword!"

Xuan Yu listened, only in his heart, that extremely evil knife is not strong, at least it will cut you to the ground......

The black sword also said that Xuan Yu used his mind to control the sword and the human sword as one, but this realm was too high, so he only learned about the skin.

Of course, a few times, it also includes the old man of the Dream Scepter to explain the way of time and space, teach Xuan Yu to "manipulate" time and space, and often go to Xuan Yu's small world to teach him to practice, so that he is familiar with the people in Nabo Desert Village, and even drinks tea and chats with the village chief while teaching Xuan Yu.

If you want to say that the dream scepter talks about time and space the most, it should be when Xuan Yu learns the flowing moon, the flowing moon and the flowing moon, it is really the flowing years, and the habit is complete, but it can trap people in a changing time and space, so that they can't help themselves.

During this period of time, Xuan Yu has sent a flowing moon to the point where he can hit the flowers and bloom, the leaves fall and the leaves grow, and the tide rises and falls, so every time the dream staff sees him act, his mouth has to grin to the root of his ears.

At this time, the flowers and plants spread, the clear air flows, the sky seems to be high and low, transparent like a pregnant spirit, far away in all directions, there is wind without shadow, foggy and shallow.

On the vast ground, a young figure sat quietly, his clothes like a lightly drooping leaf, agile and full of vigor.

The young man's breath was abnormal, and the energy around him seemed to flow around him, a trace of it melted into his body, decreased, and filled again, and it was endless.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and two golden rays of light, like meteors in the sky, rushed by.

The leaf-like clothes suddenly agitated, and in an instant it was like a banner unfurling, with a mighty momentum, spreading out, and scraping the sky with the color of grass.

Xuan Yu got up, and his aura also spread to the top, and the air rushed like an explosion, and along with the space, there was a slight deformation.

He clenched his fists and put his hand in front of him, the power of the rolling palm gave him the illusion that he could crush everything.

Tianhuang Realm, Ninth Order.

It just happened that he had been in this Dream Sanctuary for two years, and he had just been promoted to the fourth order.

You must know that the higher the realm, the more difficult it is to improve, and his promotion speed seems to be no better than the day before, but it is actually almost against the sky.

"Not bad, not bad. ”

The Dream Scepter appeared next to Xuan Yu and praised it with a smile on his face, almost applauding.

Exhaled, Xuan Yu's eyes were facing the sky, and he whispered: "Why hasn't my master come yet." ”

Hearing this, the old man's face condensed slightly, it stands to reason that with the ability of the Emperor Dragon, it took two years to heal that knife wound, and it was true that it took a long time.

Could it be that he overestimated the Emperor Dragon and the Drinking Heavens? or ...... He underestimated the most evil sword?

When it was, the sky was vast and long, and suddenly, there was a strange ripple.

The old eyes of the Dream Scepter were clear and cloudy, and there was a surging brilliance in an instant, "Let's go, Xiao Yu, Black Sword, let's go out!"

He slashed the twisted cane, and Xuan Yu felt lightheaded, and a moment later, he was already in the dark cosmic space.

"What's wrong?" Xuan Yu asked, a faint expectation in his heart.

"What else. ”

An old voice, with a light cloud and a light wind, and a penetrating and shocking momentum.

However, what shocked Xuan Yu the most was the cordiality and familiarity in this voice.

"Master?"

He opened his mouth and spat out the word.

A gap opened in the space in front of him, and a person slowly stepped out, with white beards and white eyebrows, and his robe was like a light star, and the dust was fluttering lightly in his hand, which was otherworldly, but there was a heroic domineering spirit that drank from the sky.

"Master...... Is it really you?"

Xuan Yu stared at the old man in front of him tightly, he hadn't seen him for two years, and he was like a world away.

"Otherwise, who do you think it is? The Drinking Heaven Daoist slowly flew forward and said with a smile.

Exhaled, Xuan Yu raised his eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose, achieving a truly happy arc.