Sixteen years have passed in the flick of a finger.

Sixteen years is not long, nor is it short.

At least in the past 16 years, there has not been even the slightest impact on the general trend of heaven and earth.

Even in the starry sky at the bottom of the thousands of interfaces on the earth, sixteen years is just the time from birth to adulthood of a child, a dynasty of a planet, or even a dynasty across a galaxy, which is not the heritage of thousands of years?

This is one of the most mundane interfaces on Earth, and most people don't know it exists, nor do they know how to enter this space.

Now that the earth has no owner, the human world is chaotic, and no one has taken the time to rectify these thousands of spaces, so there are many, many spaces that are taken as their own, and many of them are well-known powerhouses, so some things naturally don't need to be so serious.

Even if there is a law enforcement alliance on Earth, it is also very generous to these strong people.

The Law Enforcement Alliance mainly governs those worlds where mortals live, and the majority are the starry sky and the ten states.

It's just that the ten states are on top, and it is the end point of the ascension of thousands of spaces, and there are so many strong people that ordinary people can't imagine that there are countless large and small forces, even if the law enforcement alliance is great, there are no comparable forces in it.

Let's not mention the matter of the ten states, just talking about the space in front of me is not large, and it can even be said to be very monotonous.

It's just that every breath in this space is filled with the fragrance of nature.

A wide lake sits in the center, surrounded on three sides by rolling mountains, and is reflected in the shade of ancient trees.

These ancient trees are like giants in the outside world, but on this continuous mountain range, they are all like this.

There are different flowers and plants under the tree, revealing a charming fragrance, so that people smell it, and they want to swallow it together with the roots, and the fragrance alone has a feeling of making people feather and soar, let alone eat it directly.

Under the huge leaves, the mottled crevices reveal strange colors, and when you look through this color, there are all baby-sized fruits, exuding a good smell.

From time to time, golden shadows danced between the huge trees, and a slight "squeak" sound kept ringing.

The golden monkeys, although few in number, look extraordinary.

Their smart eyes looked at the baby-sized fruit longingly, but they didn't dare to move, even if a mischievous one stepped forward to pick it, it would be swept away by a strange energy.

Even with the agility of these monkeys, they will stumble and fall from the tree.

These spiritual fruits are not something that can be picked just by trying to.

Even if they are rare "golden monkeys" in the outside world, they can't do it.

Even if they fell down from the tree, they just patted their butts, jumped back up the tree, and sat up obediently, obviously they had long been used to this, these spirit fruits, spirit grass alone could benefit them a lot.

There are schools of fish in the lake, and a hundred-foot-long black shadow swims and looms at the bottom of the lake.

The east of the lake is flat, and ten simple houses are built facing the lake.

Only two houses have lights looming. One is about 100 meters long and sits at the head, and the other is small and delicate at the end.

In one of the small and delicate houses, a bathtub was placed in the hall, and a young man with blue hair and blue eyes sat cross-legged.

The water in the bathtub has a bitter herb smell, and the turquoise water slowly clears with time, and it still has an inexplicable fragrant smell.

The water is the water in the lake, but this lake is not simple, there is a dragon in the lake, the body is streamlined, a hundred zhang long, four claws, a deer crown, the only pity is that it is only a black dragon and not the most noble dragon.

The dragon clan respects the divine dragon, then the black and silver three-color dragon, and then the true dragon of various other attributes. They are like snakes, but they have horns and claws, and they are born to soar through clouds and fog, and they can also swim in water.

The so-called "mountains are not high, there are immortals, there are names, water is not deep, there are dragons, there are spirits." ”

The blue-haired young man waited for the spiritual water to be completely clear, then walked out of the bathtub, put on his robe, walked out of the smallest house, and walked slowly towards the head house, slowly crossing eight houses of various colors.

It may be rough, delicate, fragrant, or full of blood.

This is the house of his eight senior brothers and sisters, but except for the sixth senior brother who is a black dragon and often accompanies the master, and the second senior brother who comes back to fish from time to time, he has not seen the other senior brothers once in the past sixteen years.

Listening to the sixth senior brother, they are scattered everywhere and have a great reputation, and he will see them slowly in the future.

The young man stood in front of the head house and looked at the simple house.

There was an old man in the house who had been with him for sixteen years. Teach him to read, teach him to read, teach him to recognize the world, and love to talk to him about the scenery and deeds of the once strong, and even let go of some common sense in the world.

For example, the hundred schools of thought, such as the struggle between good and demon, such as the ten ancestors of the world......

The head of the house is very long, and when you enter it, there are all kinds of portraits hanging on both sides, each portrait is lifelike, as if a hundred former strong men are watching this blue-haired young man who slowly walks into the depths of the house.

The young man understood that every strong man had ever existed, and they had all left behind their eternal prestige, some of them died on the battlefield of survival for the human race, and some of them died of traitors, but most of them were still alive and well, but they left this human world.

They are the former protectors of the human world, and they are known as the "Hundred Schools of Thought".

In a small room in the depths of the house, an old man sat in it, holding a teacup in his hand, gently putting it to his lips, sipping tea with a rich aroma, and staring at the blue-haired young man who walked slowly through the corridor.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, and he smiled kindly, "Fan'er, tomorrow will be an adult." ”

"Yes, Master. The young man, known as Fan'er, walked up to the old man and sat down respectfully on the small stool in front of the old man.

He doesn't know how long such a day has passed, and he can remember it like this. I soaked in the unbearable medicinal bath every three days, and every day except for the medicinal bath time and rest time, I had to come here to listen to the teachings of the old man.

The bookcase behind the old man, those ancient books that are rare in the outside world, he has read more than half of them since he became literate.

The young man felt that the old man's tone and eyes were slightly different from before, as if he was looking at some children who were about to travel far away.

The young man couldn't help but panic.

The old man can be said to be full of peach and plum all over the world, and there are countless people who have been blessed, but he has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for many years and lives in seclusion in this small space with only lakes and green mountains. It is estimated that the rivers and lakes have long been devoid of his legend.

The old man is not in a hurry every day, reciting Buddhist scriptures, tasting fragrant tea, and taking care of and guiding the youngest apprentice. Every day, I only accompany this small wooden house, the green mountains and green waters, and the six disciples who swim in the lake.

"Tomorrow your second senior brother will come back. The old man's voice carried the vicissitudes of life, as if he had traveled from ancient time and space. "He'll take you out of here, you're still young, and you're going to see the rivers and lakes after all. Where do I need your company, I old man? ”

"Master......" The young man was a little reluctant and gloomy, but he didn't know how to speak. No one has ever had any way to veto what the old man decides.

The young man has only seen the second senior brother twice, and the second senior brother looks a little older than the old man, with gray hair, always holding a fishing rod, and every time he comes back, he just says hello to the master, and he will sit cross-legged on the lake and fish.

The young man also found that the second senior brother had no bait for fishing, and he corrected him when he was ignorant, and the second senior brother just smiled at himself and concentrated on fishing, which was a very boring old man.

I heard the sixth senior brother say that he was carried here by the second senior brother sixteen years ago.

"Your life experience, your second senior brother will tell you. The old man's voice was very slow, "The second brother should send you to the starry sky, which is where the martial arts first started." The rest of your second senior brother will tell you tomorrow, you can go directly tomorrow, and you don't have to come to say goodbye to me. ”

The young man pursed his lips, his pupils were red, he stood up straight, walked to the front of the old man, knelt down with a "poof", "dong dong" three rings, his forehead was blue, he looked at the old man deeply, as if he wanted to engrave him firmly in his heart, turned around and walked out the door.

Although the boring study life is gone today, the young people are not happy at all.

The old man's godless eyes appeared with a divine light, staring at the distant youth, the depths of his pupils were mixed with unspeakable loneliness and reluctance, he watched him grow up from the time the young man was just born, and that kind of feeling was something he rarely experienced in countless years.

No matter how much he attains the Tao, no matter how ancient he is, he is a person after all, and he is still a lonely old man.

But when it came to his situation, such emotions were only fleeting in his eyes, and they became ancient and waveless, as deep as an abyss, and a string of simple Buddha beads appeared in his left hand, which he gently wiped, and there were words in his mouth, but he didn't know if he could hear it clearly.

When the young man turned around and disappeared as far as his eyes could see, a black-clothed figure slowly walked out of the cabinet behind the old man.

The black-clothed figure has hair standing on end, like an angry lion, and his eyes reveal endless pride, like an emperor standing on the top of a mountain, overlooking the world, and like an ancient beast revealing its grandeur.

Only when the gaze falls on the old man with his back to him will the arrogance in his eyes disappear completely, on the contrary, it will be indescribable respect.

This is his master! This is his father!

He has grown from a small fish to the point where he is now, and his master has made great contributions.

The metallic sonorous voice slowly spit out from his lips with endless ferocity, "Second brother is too lazy, do you want me to follow Lao Jiu?"

The old man shook his head, let the second child take it, naturally he has his considerations, let the sixth child take the child, this murderous guy is estimated to sweep the heavens and lay down a piece of the country, how can there be an effect of training?

The old man muttered six indistinct tones, and the entire gloomy room shone like a Buddha at this moment, like a Buddha chanting, and the murderous intent on the man in black also disappeared in the murmur.