Feeling the freshness of the breeze, Ji Ling slowly closed his eyes and sat down cross-legged.

"The charm of the breeze...... This is... The expression of the Tao, the wind is nature, and the Tao is natural......"

Slowly, Ji Ling entered the meditation, and he seemed to have turned into the wind at the moment, a gentle breeze.

With the impetus of nature, he drifted to all parts of the continent...... Suddenly, he came to another world that he was extremely familiar with, Huaxia!

Looking at the endless flow of vehicles on the road, the dream of living and working in peace and contentment, Ji Ling's heart was extremely nostalgic, but he didn't rush together, but floated slowly (dàng) very naturally...

Turning into a wisp of fresh wind, his heart was extremely calm, and he slowly said to himself in his heart: "It turns out that the ancients had clouds and gods three feet above their heads, which are real, but at this time, am I considered a god? I'm afraid I don't deserve to be called a god......

At this time, Ji Ling no longer had the eagerness he had before, and his heart had become calm with the way he had realized......

"Let's go back to Xuanyuan Valley and take a look, maybe I haven't seen my clansmen for a long time......" Ji Ling said in his heart.

After saying this, he cleanly rode the west wind and headed towards the 100,000 mountains......

Along the way, he experienced the leisurely movement of the soft wind pushed by the strong wind, and suddenly, he would also follow the wind through the hall and pass through the halls of mortal people's homes.

He saw the myriad forms of the world, some newlyweds quarreled over things in life, and some old couples had gray hair, but they were still extremely gracious.

He saw the kindness of his heart and heard their blessings and prayers.

However, he also saw the most greedy and dangerous scenes of people (xìng), as if watching a real movie, Ji Ling sometimes swept by with the wind, and occasionally with the soft wind, watching the scenes of the world......

Surprisingly, he was as good as him and jealous as hateful, and he didn't intervene in this human affairs.

At this time, he is the real wind, and he is only the wind......

Gradually, as time passed, nearly two months had passed......

Finally, he also arrived in the 100,000 mountains and arrived at the Xuanyuan Valley.

Looking at the hard work of his brothers, sisters, younger brothers, and younger sisters of his clan, and the meticulousness in performing tasks, he slowly showed a smile, but at this time, no one could see him......

With the perception of the wind, Ji Ling slowly floated to his father's study, looking at a cup of strong tea on the table, a few drops of pen and ink, and his father with a little more white hair, Ji Ling Bu (jìn) sighed......

At this moment, a woman who looked to be about thirty years old came in, holding a (rè) kettle in her hand, adding some (rè) water to Ji Ling's father's cup.

After seeing the woman, Ji Ling's heart slowly recited, "Mother...... You still look so young...... Just the father...... Alas......"

"Husband, is there still no news of Ling today?"

After Ji Ling heard this woman's words, his heart, which had been calm for a long time, finally turned upside down!

And because of the change in his state of mind, at this time, Xuanyuan Valley was full of wind and rain...

"Ling, this kid...... Alas"

After noticing the wind and rain outside, Ji Ling's father walked out before he finished speaking, and Ji Ling's mother also walked out slowly with Ji Ling's father's footsteps.

"It's noon today, why has this changed, the sun is still shining..."

After hearing this, Ji Ling finally noticed his (qíng) thread, he quickly regained his composure, and then controlled the pen and ink on his father's desk with his divine sense, and left a message:

"Father, mother, seeing that you are well, Ling is relieved, the child is now in another worldly space, after seeing it, you should be very surprised, after all, the rumored thing (qíng), the child has really experienced. ”

After writing this, Ji Ling paused, and then controlled the wind and rain over Xuanyuan Valley, making them show a posture of mountain rain (yù) coming and filling the building.

After pausing again as he watched his parents return to the study, Ji Ling smiled slightly and continued to write:

"Father and mother don't have to worry about the child, the child is fine, not only to find the Xuanyuan Sword, but also to conquer it, the child has worshiped a god as a teacher, and when the child cultivates the great power (rì), he can step through the void and return to China!"

"Please father, mother must take care of the body (shēn) and keep cultivating, the child knows that there is a shortage of spiritual energy in contemporary China, and it is not easy to cultivate, so he left the elixir and other treasures for his father and mother, which are in the cabinet at the bottom of his father's desk...... Please take it..."

Then he left a message on another piece of paper: "Second uncle, Zi Ling will visit, the Zu Dan Ji you gave will make Zi Zi benefit endlessly, according to the Dan Master level of this other world, Ling is already the ninth order, that is, he can refine the ninth-order elixir......"

After a pause, the chaotic power in Ji Ling's body instantly refined six spatial rings.

First, he put countless top-grade spirit stones into it.

Second, he put countless high-level and countless immortal-level elixirs into it.

Thirdly, he put into it the memory crystals of his alchemy experience, the use of memory crystals, and a lot of top-grade spirit flower herbs!

Fourth, he filled it with the power of chaos in the purest purity.

Fifth, he put all of his perceptions and methods used to dilute the power of chaos, as well as the memory crystals that he had experienced most of his experiences in the other world.

Sixth, he put in about countless magic weapons, and at the same time he also indicated the method of use.

After doing this, Ji Ling slowly placed the six rings on the cabinet at the bottom of his father's desk

Then he wrote some messages to Zurao, looked at the back of his parents again, and then drifted to the direction of his house with the breeze......

"It's been so long, and there are still people cleaning it, and this place is no different from when I left...... "Ji Ling said slowly in his heart.

Looking at this familiar room, Ji Ling controlled the wind around him. Put the items and clothes he liked (ài) into the space of the Xuanyuan Sword

He looked at Xuanyuan Valley with nostalgia, and then slowly walked away with the breeze......

And Ji Ling's parents, who returned to the room, looked at the message on the table, but there were zero tears in their eyes.

"Ling! It's Ling! It must be him! Ling's words are my handover!"

"That's right, this is indeed Ling's note, ma'am, nothing happened to our child!" After a pause, Ji Ling's father took Ji Ling's message and continued: "Look, he also found the Xuanyuan Sword!