A streamer of light crossed the sky over the Wind Continent, and after a while, countless streamers followed, and they disappeared in an instant.

The child who was playing in the yard looked up at the distant streamer with wide eyes, wiped his nose, turned and ran into the house, shouting, "Mother, mother, look, there are gods in the sky!"

A woman with a headscarf came out when she heard the sound, leaned over and glanced at the sky, slapped the child on the head, and said with a smile: "Baby, you are talking nonsense again, where did the gods come from, don't you go in and help light the fire!"

The child was not annoyed, and ran to the inner room.

But the child's mother leaned out again, looked back in the direction where the streamer was flying, and after a moment withdrew her gaze, sighed leisurely, wiped her hands on the coarse cloth dress, and walked back into the house.

"You've been chasing me for so long, and you still haven't given up?", the white-robed old man at the front covered his bleeding chest with one hand, and looked back at the few people who were chasing after him.

There were only five people following behind the white-robed old man, and as for the others, they were just barely able to hang them, chasing after them with traces, and one of the five people sneered and said, "Yuan Tiansui, if you leave that thing, I can't say that we can spare your life!"

The white-robed old man who was called Yuan Tiansui by the man couldn't help but sneer, but he coughed up another mouthful of blood, but the old man didn't care at all, he just smiled even more arrogantly: "What are you guys still pretending to do? I really think I don't know your heels? Pioneers? Jokes! One day, you will reap the consequences!"

The old man in the white robe no longer listened to the five people, and the golden lines crawled from his chest to his limbs, and finally covered his whole body, and the old man no longer ran away, standing in the air, his white hair flying freely, and from this tall figure, it seemed that he could still vaguely see the peerless demeanor of his youth!

When the five people in the back saw Yuan Tiansui like this, they unconsciously put away the ridicule and ridicule at the corners of their mouths, and pulled the corners of their mouths for the first one, and reminded softly: "Be careful, he's going to fight hard!"

The white-robed old man let them prepare, and it seemed that he had never thought of suddenly attacking and killing, but the lines on his body became brighter and brighter, and the old man muttered: "I have two sleeves of fresh wind, blowing all the injustices in the world!"

Suddenly, there were two breezes around the old man, slowly winding around the old man, and the seemingly lethal wind fell in the eyes of the five people opposite, but it was like a great enemy, and he didn't dare to drag it up, and there were also lines climbing up from his chest, winding around his whole body, but in terms of complexity, he was slightly inferior to the old man in white robe.

Obviously, the white-robed old man had already known the realm of the five people, so he just lowered his head and smiled: "I don't know if the people in your world look up to me too much?

When the leader heard this, his eyes suddenly lost his previous caution, and a cold and violent mood slowly poured out, and the remaining four people also became ruthless, as if someone had offended their scales, and they were about to burst out and kill people if they didn't agree!

"Yuan Tiansui, you know too much!

Almost at the same time, the five of them burst out of their natural powers and killed the old man.

In the face of the attack of the five people, the old man didn't seem to take it to heart, "There are only a few Nine Vein Cultivators, if the old man is still at his peak...... Let's let you see the pinnacle of the old man!"

After that, the golden light of the whole body suddenly lit up, and the golden lines spread again, and seemed to become more complete, at that moment, it seemed to have broken through a certain limit, and the breeze on the two sleeves was like a dragon meeting water, and roared away at the five people.

In the whole continent of wind, there is a breeze rising, like a spring breeze, and everything recovers.

It's just that when the five people saw this scene, their faces changed greatly, and they didn't care about making any more movements, but just poured their whole body cultivation into their own supernatural powers, and the five supernatural powers suddenly collided with the old man's sleeves and breezes, and there was no supernatural power that everyone expected to collapse and erupt, but only a stalemate for a moment, and the supernatural powers of both sides turned into nothingness.

Waiting for everyone to come back to their senses, they found that the old man had already disappeared, and the nine-vein monk led by him stomped his feet fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Bluff! Let him escape!"

The other person also shook his head and said, "But he took our supernatural powers with a serious injury, and I'm afraid he won't live long." It's just that thing......"

"That thing can't be lost, otherwise we will all be to blame, you and I will look for it separately, we must see people alive and corpses when we die, we must get that thing back!"

......

A remote mountain village in the Continent of the Winds.

A young man in sackcloth was carrying a basket taller than himself on his back towards the hill behind the village, ignoring the whispers of the surrounding villagers.

"Don't you look at the dead boy who killed his parents, you hurry away from him!" the lady looked at the young man in Mai with a look of disgust, and pulled the child beside her into her arms.

The other villagers did the same, giving up the road to Mai Boy, avoiding him as if they were hiding from the plague god. However, the boy was unmoved, and just walked out of the village on his own.

The boy's family was not from this village before, and the village did not welcome them when the family moved here, but fortunately, the boy's father had good medical skills, and often helped the poor people in the village to see a doctor, and did not charge other people's fees, which gradually won everyone's recognition.

But the good times did not last long, as soon as the boy was born, his mother lost his life because of dystocia, so only the father and the boy depended on each other, but three years later, the father took his life from a serious illness, and only a three-year-old boy remained.

Fortunately, the family members who used to see his father still remembered the old love, and occasionally brought the boy some food and clothing, and the boy barely survived.

The nine-year-old boy looked down at the straw sandals he had knitted on his feet, pursed his lips, and ran away quickly, or hurry up the mountain to collect medicine, and sell it to the people in the medicine shop to earn a few copper coins, otherwise he would have to go hungry again.

However, the young man did not go directly to the mountain to collect medicine, but came to a vacant land, there were two mounds of earth in the corner, the young man threw down the basket, gently pulled out the newly grown weeds on the mound, and then pinched the bird droppings on the stone slab in front of the mound with his hands, and then sat down cross-legged.

The young man didn't say anything for a long time, thinking that he didn't want to be choked when he spoke, and the wronged young man in the village didn't want to cry, but now, he couldn't hold back the tears rolling in his eyes no matter what.

After a long time, the young man pulled his face a few times with the back of his hand, and then raised his head with a smile on his face, and said: "Dad, mother, I'm doing well! Dad's former friends have taken care of me, okay, let's not talk about it, I'll go up the mountain to collect medicine!"

After that, he pulled up the basket and walked to the deep mountains with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

This deep mountain is called Jinlin Mountain by the people in the village, as for the origin of the name, even the respected old man in the village can't tell, but when he knows that the village is there, this mountain has it.

There are many herb beasts in the mountains, and there are even more vein beasts in the deep mountains, but even a few monks in the village have never set foot in such deep mountains.

For the teenager, it was enough to find some herbs on the outskirts of Jinlin Mountain to go back.

But today seems to be a little special, the young man has almost searched the periphery of Jinlin Mountain, but the back basket behind him only covers the bottom, and he can't change a few copper plates when he goes to the pharmacy. Not only are there few herbs, but there are also few animals, which is really strange.

It was still noon, and the young man stared at the depths of Jinlin Mountain, as if a voice in his head was saying to him, "Come, come, child." ”