Li Changfeng woke up slowly, but found that there were many more memories in his brain, and his headache seemed to have been picked with a stick, and his thoughts were rushing and he was about to explode.

When I opened my eyes, I found that the scenery in front of me was not the world in the gate. When I wanted to get up and look at where I was, I felt severe pain all over my body when I moved slightly, and my brain was messy, and I found that I couldn't even move my fingers.

"Hiss......"

"Ah, it hurts me"

Changfeng was deeply influenced by Taoist culture, and looking back on the antecedents, he felt that he must have ascended to the ethereal fairy world.

But the pain all over the body, the brain confusion and the Bliss Immortal Realm in the Zeng classics, I thought about it for a long time, and I didn't figure out a clue, so I simply stopped thinking about it.

Close your eyes, no matter what the priorities, what family, country, world, or even life and death events, just follow the memory and slowly straighten it out.

As the memories flashed out of the brain were slowly sorted out, there was one, and there was one called "wealth", which were intertwined and fused together, as if they were one, not distinguishing each other.

After sorting it out for a while, I found that the owner of this memory was only nine years old, and he also had a grandfather in his memory, who was quite old, and the two depended on each other.

Because yesterday I went up the mountain to pick wild vegetables, I strayed into a cave behind the waterfall on the edge of the cliff, and saw that there was a jade jue on the stone platform of the cave, and I wanted to play with it out of curiosity.

In the following time, Changfeng slowly thought about it along the messy memories, sorting it out little by little, whether it was himself or others, let alone the past life or this life. Although I have only seen it once in my mind, the memories are very profound, as if they are my own personal experiences.

It took nine days to sort out all the memories after a blurred past, and the headache has gradually improved.

Only to find out that "Youcai" was picked up by his grandfather on the way back from hunting eight years ago, and when he picked it up, the child only had a close-fitting belly pocket sewn in Nanjin, and a nine-clawed golden dragon was rusted on the green background, which was lifelike and very miraculous.

The old man had never walked out of Cangshui City in his life, and he couldn't see the clue at all, he just thought that after all, it was left by the child's parents, and he put it away when he thought about the child in the future.

The old man was illiterate, and he had never had a good life for a few days in his life, so he hoped that the child would have money to eat when he grew up in the future, so he called him "rich".

As for relatives and friends, this child's memory is actually empty, even the other people he knows are only a few old grandfathers on the mountain next door.

Thinking of the past life, thinking of this life, only this loneliness is surprisingly consistent, Changfeng suddenly smiled bitterly.

The chai door was slowly pushed open, and it was estimated that the wealthy grandfather had come to deliver food again, and Changfeng immediately closed his eyes. Seeing that the rich man was still motionless on the bed, his deep brows tightened a little, and he slowly poured a large bowl of dark green medicinal juice down his slightly open lips, looked at it for a long time, and then walked out in silence.

Changfeng waited for the old man to go out, hurriedly opened his eyes, and a bitter smile spread to the corners of his mouth, this strange and friendly feeling made him a little nervous and a little expectant, and he could only pretend to be asleep in desperation.

Youcai is young, and what he sees and hears is very limited, Changfeng can't do it if he wants to understand the current situation, and after thinking about it again, he still feels that he has to rely on the old man to get information.

When the old man came to feed the medicine the next day, Changfeng slowly opened his eyes, and finally called out "grandpa" after a long time. But the old man was so happy, crying and laughing, calling God to open his eyes, asking this and that, and feeling a few years younger suddenly.

Changfeng began to be a little unaccustomed to this cordial and distant feeling, but under the infection of the old man's true feelings, even if the cultivation was like water, he was not shocked, and for the rest of his life, when his true feelings were burning, he also felt that his nasal cavity was sour, his eyes were hazy, and tears came out.

In fact, after looking at this body for nine days, Changfeng also thought seriously about it for nine days. Although there are many places that I still don't understand, I secretly swear in my heart that I will go back to Yanhuang to see even one more time. It's important to understand the cause and effect. Seeing that there was nothing to be done at the moment, Changfeng had to accept God's arrangement.

In his previous life, the master was a Taoist veteran, practicing "Wu Wei" all day long, and his temperament was very weak, although he was very sincere in his feelings for Changfeng, but he was not as clear as his grandfather today, so Changfeng quickly accepted the appearance of his grandfather.

After chatting with his grandfather, Changfeng finally figured out that this was indeed not his own Huaxia, nor was it the ethereal fairy world in the classics at all.

This is a place called Changling Continent, and the place where he is located is at the northern end of Changling Continent, a small sect called Spirit Sword Sect.

Due to his age, his grandfather could not afford to pay the various expenses of Cangshui City, so he and a few old brothers came to Gulong Mountain in the east of Cangshui City ten years ago, and he really lived a living by relying on the mountains and eating the mountains.

It's the same as those hermits in the previous life, but maybe it's not for a living!

Changfeng was taken to the mountains by Taibai Zhenren when he was young, and he didn't care much about the hidden life, but his grandfather always felt that "wealth" had not been in contact with outsiders since he was a child, and he needed to move to the city.

So the old man kept saying that "if you have money", you will go to the city at the age of twelve, go to live in the city, and find a daughter-in-law by the way......

A month has passed in the blink of an eye, and Li Changfeng's injuries have recovered as before. I always felt that Yu Jue was quite familiar, so I couldn't wait to go to the cave to explore it carefully.

However, grandpa felt that Changfeng was seriously ill and was not allowed to run around. "Sure enough, you still think of me as that naughty and mischievous rich!" Changfeng couldn't help but sigh.

Kankan waited for the family to run out of food, and his grandfather had to go up to the mountains to hunt.

Changfeng picked up the firewood knife at the foot of the wall, filled a gourd of water and hung it on his waist, picked up a few pieces of air-dried rabbit meat and carried it on his back, thinking that it would take six or seven days for his grandfather to go out of the mountain, so Shi Shiran went to the cave of memory......