Thinking about the bottom of the cliff, as always, the summer is full of joy, dragonflies are flying around on the water, butterflies are also landing on beautiful flowers, flashing gorgeous and dazzling wings, greedily sucking the nectar in the flowers, a few little rabbits are frolicking in the forest, without scruples, as if there has never been a natural enemy, in groups, sometimes playing, sometimes looking for food, but also leisure. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the cabin, the sunlight shone in through the window, lighting up the somewhat dim cabin, Duan Mingxiao lay on the small bed with a steady breath, this is the ninth day, since the day Duan Mingxiao was in a coma, so much time has passed, but there is still no sign of waking up.

Lang Feng and Ye Fengbai have also investigated, Duan Mingxiao did not have the slightest injury, and it can even be said that the blood stains on the corners of his mouth at that time were just because the power of qi and blood was too strong, and the qi and blood retrograde caused by it were not a big problem.

But nine days have passed in a blink of an eye, but he is still unconscious, everything in his body is normal, but why can't he wake up? Even the two of them can't figure it out, although they often came to observe the situation before, Duan Mingxiao just fell asleep peacefully, and they had to go their own way, leaving only these two little guys to stay here every day, occasionally going out to play for a while, but they will come back soon, and when they see Duan Mingxiao who is still sleeping, they will show a look of disappointment.

However, the two little guys heard that Duan Mingxiao was just asleep and there was no danger, so they put their minds at ease, otherwise, with the personalities of these two little guys, it would be a real headache if they didn't cry for three days and three nights.

Duan Mingxiao was lying on the bed, his breath was steady and peaceful, as if he was having a beautiful dream.

In the dream, Duan Mingxiao walked in the same place as Si Guo at the bottom of the cliff, everything was so familiar, but it was so unfamiliar, there was no night wind white, no Lang Feng, no Zi Xuan and Qian Feng, and even a grass and a tree seemed more primitive, without the existence of small animals, above the waterfall, there was no existence of boulders, and even, the scene was like Si Guo Cliff a long time ago.

Duan Mingxiao habitually walked towards the wooden house, but there was no trace of the existing wooden house, and even the palace with the white night breeze was gone, which made Duan Mingxiao a little unaccustomed.

Jumping to the top of the waterfall, everything is so familiar, except that without the presence of the boulder, the scene below is almost identical.

"Here.... Where the hell is it?"

Duan Mingxiao asked suspiciously, this familiar scene, this unfamiliar feeling, made him completely confused about the situation.

As Duan Mingxiao's words fell, the world began to change, the wind and clouds changed, it seemed that the flow of time had been accelerated by more than a hundred times, the clouds kept drifting by, the sun rose and set, and the moon also showed its face from time to time, and the two cycled alternately, and there seemed to be no end.

Duan Mingxiao watched all this quietly, as if it had nothing to do with him, waiting for the time to return to normal again, Duan Mingxiao saw a figure on the top of the waterfall, a man walking slowly with a boulder on his shoulder.

stepped forward and wanted to say hello loudly, but the muscles of the man's whole body bulged high, and then, he threw out the incomparably huge stone and smashed it into the waterfall, which happened to be the location of the stone that Duan Mingxiao cultivated, making Duan Mingxiao's movements stop.

"This.... Could it be the seniors who cultivated here before?"

Duan Mingxiao vaguely guessed, after all, Lang Feng had told him that this cultivation method was left by someone and was put away by Lang Feng, but what Lang Feng could be sure of was that person must be a strong person in the world, you know, that last stage, even Lang Feng couldn't do it, which shows how strong the person who created this cultivation method is.

As the boulder was thrown into the lake, the man jumped straight in, with his back against the waterfall, bearing the impact of the current, and his face was like Duan Mingxiao, extremely red, it seemed that this should be the first attempt.

Duan Mingxiao watched quietly, he wanted to know what extent this person had reached in the end, had he already left this world, or was he the master of this world at all?

With doubts in his heart, he waited quietly, until the sun gradually set, and the man walked out of it, although he was embarrassed, but it was always better than Duan Mingxiao who was about to be too strong at all, and Duan Mingxiao clearly saw that on the man's back, there was a pitch-black pattern, which seemed to be tattooed with a pair of jet-black wings, lifelike, it should really be a pair of wings.

The man walked straight to the side of the waterfall, as if he couldn't see Duan Mingxiao, sat cross-legged beside him, and began to meditate and cultivate, a faint black mist lingered around his body, making Duan Mingxiao's eyes condense.

"Demon Qi, Demon Race?"

For the demonic qi, Duan Mingxiao can be said to be extremely familiar, this pitch-black incomparably powerful power is the demonic qi that is so pure that there is nothing to say, and it is not an ordinary demonic qi, it is estimated that this person's bloodline is not simple.

I kept looking for information about this demonic qi in my mind, but I couldn't find it, I just had a familiar feeling, and it wasn't until Duan Mingxiao turned over the memories in his mind that he gave up.

However, this familiar feeling always affected Duan Mingxiao's mind, it seemed that he had an inexplicable feeling that this person should have something to do with him, but what was related to it, then he really couldn't figure it out.

Now in the past few days, Duan Mingxiao has been quietly observing the man's cultivation, from the first boulder to the first stone step, and he doesn't know where he found the boulder, even the impact of such a powerful waterfall can withstand it, and it has been passed down for so long.

This man's growth is really amazing, originally Duan Mingxiao thought that his physique was strong, and his progress was fast enough, but he didn't expect that this man only took a year from the first stone to the second stone step, although it may be a problem of fast time flow, but it really shocked Duan Mingxiao.

This man seems to have a strange bloodline, and the tattoo on his back is really a pair of pitch-black wings, larger than his entire body, it seems to be a bit like the wings of a phoenix, but it is pitch black, there shouldn't be such a demon beast bloodline, right? Anyway, Duan Mingxiao doesn't know.

Time flies very quickly here, and in the blink of an eye, this man is already sitting at the bottom of the cliff, bearing the terrifying water pressure, without the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power, completely relying on his physical body to bear the terrifying pressure, which really makes Duan Mingxiao a little numb, this guy is definitely a demon!