Thatched huts, curling smoke.

Dust Feather followed the old man to a thatched hut, and before it was approached, a strange fragrance came from the thatched hut, making Dust Feather intoxicated a hundred steps away.

This refreshing fragrance was sucked into the body by Dust Feather, which actually made Dust Feather forget a lot of troubles for a while, and there was a feeling of sudden opening!

Dust Feather has a strange feeling, if he lives here, inhaling this strange fragrance day and night, he will definitely be enlightened, whether it is a three-year mock five-year college entrance examination or a postgraduate entrance examination, he can easily answer, even if he practices all kinds of advanced martial arts!

When I opened my eyes, I was nostalgic for the faint fragrance on the tip of my nose, and Dust Feather sighed a pity!

The old man looked back at Dust Feather with a smile, and said amiably: "This Danxiang a hundred steps away is no better than the one in the house, boy, you come with me!"

When Dust Feather heard this, she looked forward to it again.

Looking at the cigarette slowly rising through the thatched house, Dust Feather exclaimed: "Uncle, your house is on fire!"

The old man turned his head and smiled: "Boy, don't panic, that cigarette is the Dan smoke produced by my Dan furnace, not the turbid smoke produced by the fire of the world, so it is not on fire!"

Dust Yu didn't understand, since the old man was not in a hurry, it must be fine.

Dust Feather nodded and said, "It's okay!"

The two talked and laughed, and before they knew it, they arrived at the hut.

Dust Feather looked at this cottage curiously, the cottage is less than three zhang wide and less than ten feet high, just like the size of a bedroom, but the thatched grass of the thatched hut is a little special, which makes people feel that this thatched hut is extremely special and high-grade at a glance!

Dust Feather sighed: "The old man is elegant!"

The old man smiled and said: "It's not enough to be elegant, but there are some ambitions that steal half a day!"

Dust feather head, such a master must not have bad taste, and it is not something that he can judge.

He lives in dilapidated houses and open spaces all year round, the first time he saw this simple and elegant house, Dust Yu couldn't help but appreciate it again, although he had the memory of the high-rise buildings built of reinforced concrete in his previous life, but compared with the thatched hut in front of him, those were also overshadowed, not at the same level!

The old man said: "Boy, let's go in with the old man and have a cup of tea!"

As he spoke, the old man opened the door, this door is made of bamboo, and there is a mysterious pattern painted on it, when Dust Feather looked at it, he felt that his head was swollen and cracked, and Dust Feather immediately retracted his mind and did not dare to look at it again!

After retracting his mind, a familiar fragrance came to his face again, relieving the feeling of swelling and splitting his head, and Dust Feather couldn't help but let out a breath of turbidity, and the feeling of swelling his head disappeared, ushering in a feeling of vitality.

Dust Feather followed the old man into the house, and as soon as he landed on his feet, he felt a spatial fluctuation, and then Dust Feather was stunned.

At this time, it is completely different from the crowded thatched hut in the imagination, only to see that the house is wide and wide, I don't know how many times high, the pavilions and pavilions stand in a forest, the rockery and flowing water are scattered, the rare birds and birds and beasts play and swim together, the crane sings and the fairy song is actually bright, a good fairyland on earth!

Dust Feather was stunned again, and stammered and asked, "Old ...... Uncle, are we in fairyland?"

Long Lin's tone was a little displeased: "You kid, why do you keep embarrassing me! This is Sumeru's magical power!"

Dust Yu looked innocent, this time it was really Grandma Liu who entered the Grand View Garden!

The old man smiled and said: "A little trick is not enough to worry about! The two of you will go to the pavilion to rest and rest first, and I will come when I go!"

When the words fell, the old man turned from reality to void and disappeared here, leaving only the sound echoing in the air.

A ripple was set off in Dust Yu's heart, wasn't this kind of martial arts realm exactly what he was striving for?

Dust Feather's heart became more determined, and he sought the pinnacle of martial arts the most.

Hiding this thought in his heart, Dust Feather walked towards the nearest gazebo.

When I got to the pavilion, Dust Feather was stunned again, white marble steps, crystal stools and chairs, agate tables, glazed pavilion covers, inlaid gold and jade pillars, this is crazy, what kind of trench does this have to be used affordably!

Dust Feather felt that his legs were trembling, he was a rural kid when he was on Earth, and after being reborn in the Flood Continent, he was a garbage picker, and for this kind of god-level material life, Dust Feather was still a little indescribably afraid!

If it's broken, he can't afford to pay for it!

Dust Feather glanced at it, didn't dare to settle down, and went to find other pavilions, which were also like that.

Dust Feather stopped his feet that had nowhere to put them, and he felt that every step he stepped on was an insult to this place when he entered here!

Dust Feather calmed his rapidly beating heart, and although he couldn't believe it, he did come here, and it wasn't a dream!

If Dust Feather can cultivate Yuan Force, I'm afraid it won't be much calmer than it is now, the Yuan Qi of this space is extremely strong, ordinary people cultivate here, and the realm will definitely progress rapidly!

Fortunately, Dust Feather didn't know that the Yuan Force here was so strong, and he was not hit by this, otherwise he would definitely cut himself, and before he died, he would definitely scold God for why he didn't let him cultivate the Yuan Power!

Dust Feather waited anxiously for the old man in the same place, anxiously thinking about how to talk to the old man later.

Before, I saw my husband hoeing and working like a farmer, and I felt very kind, so I didn't have much restraint in speaking, but now it's different, this old man is a trench!

The old man hasn't been here for a long time, and Chenyu suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and before he knew it, he was sweating profusely!

Dust Feather wondered, doesn't this Long Lin usually like to scold him, why is he so embarrassed now, why hasn't this dragon girl come out to ridicule herself?

What Dust Feather didn't know was that after Long Lin's Divine Sense was released to investigate, he directly closed his Divine Sense and closed himself!

In front of the old man, she felt that she had lived like a beggar before, and the Golden Shenglong General Altar did not have one percent of the old man's entrenchment.

Anxiously waiting, time always passes very slowly.

In fact, it was just a cup of tea, but Dust Feather felt like a century.

Dust Feather sensed the tremor of his soul at this moment, this is a kind of inferiority complex to soul fear, Dust Feather began to doubt himself, doubted life, he began to be unsure whether he could reach the peak of martial arts, his heart was like a violent wind swaying, and his will was wavering.

Before, because he was afraid of death, his will almost collapsed, in order to maintain the will of martial arts, he chose to beg for death and overcame the fear of death!

Now another weakness has appeared, a weakness hidden deep in his soul, more terrifying than death!

He can beg for death if he defeats death, but what about inferiority?

Even if he begs for death again, he can't get rid of this inferiority, and he will still have low self-esteem after being reborn!

Just when Dust Feather was struggling and her will collapsed, a deep groan: "Pure!", which pierced through the sea of knowledge of Dust Feather and landed on Dust Feather's soul.

Dust Feather was instantly freed from the struggle, and that inferiority complex once again lurked in the deepest part of Dust Feather's soul!

Although Dust Feather woke up, he still felt suffocated, and he knew that inferiority had not left him!

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