Zu Yuan sat up, his eyes were confused, as if he had a vague dream. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A strange feeling filled his body, making Zu Yuan couldn't help but want to stretch his waist, however, the raised hands, a trace of cold water vapor entangled, and his hazy eyes showed a smart look.

The childish face suddenly swayed from side to side, curiously observing the surroundings. White clouds floated beneath him, and the vast blue space surrounded him, giving rise to an ethereal feeling.

The white clouds on the horizon peeked out of the bald head that reflected the dazzling light.

Beneath the clouds, there is an endless sea.

This drop of thousands of zhang made Zu Yuan only feel dizzy, and his body swayed unconsciously.

Suddenly hugged the clouds, and his arms passed quickly, but he hugged the air, and quickly curled his body, only to give birth to a sense of security.

A circle of blank, somewhat hollow sky connected to the cracks, looking broken.

"Your little one is interesting," the old and old-fashioned voice sounded.

"Alas, they're all adults, and they're still like children," the magnetic voice sighed.

"Fear of heights"

"Children are afraid of heights"

"It's not in accordance with the way of heaven"

"This is in accordance with the way of the Terrans"

“…”

The dragon god danced its massive body and flew into the shattered sky.

"Let's go meet up, I'm going to clean up too"

"Old fellow, it's really boring," the middle-aged uncle muttered in his heart.

The middle-aged uncle took one step, as if walking on the ground, ignoring the spatial distance, and when the other heel was on his heel, he had already come to the front of the clouds.

Squatted down and looked at Zu Yuan, who had buried his head deep in the clouds.

"Hey"

Zu Yuan listened to this sudden and somewhat familiar voice, first shuddered, and then raised his head excitedly.

However, the moment he raised his head, a somewhat exaggerated face appeared in front of him.

"Ah?!!h

Zu Yuan screamed, leaned back, and fell into the clouds.

"Ah" The middle-aged uncle's mouth opened slightly, and the eyes of the boss who was stretched out with his hands followed Zu Yuan, who was falling rapidly, but he suddenly came back to his senses, rubbed his face in a panic, and fell down faster than Zu Yuan.

In mid-air, Zu Yuan danced wildly, trying to stabilize himself, but it was not as easy as it looked like, which made Zu Yuan's heart more and more impatient.

Just when Zu Yuan was anxious, a strong arm hugged Zu Yuan.

"So carelessly, you still want to surpass me"

Zu Yuan's eyes were tightly closed, relieving his nervousness, and a magnetic voice came into his ears.

When I opened my eyes, the familiar ancient trees in the distance indicated that I had fallen to the ground, but when I looked up, it was the resolute face of a middle-aged uncle.

"Father, why are you here," Zu Yuan said excitedly.

"Bored, come and go around" The middle-aged uncle looked casual.

"En" Zu Yuan answered, and no longer asked.

"Father, is this the outside world, it doesn't seem to be the same as what you said" Suddenly, Zu Yuan said again.

"An old friend's home, however, this old friend is a little weird," the middle-aged uncle said with a strange aura.

"Oh, that's it," Zu Yuan suddenly thought.

The flying dragon in the air, looking at the father and son who were talking and laughing, actually gave birth to an indescribable feeling.

"Besides, if you want to go out, you don't have an understanding of how to do it if you don't have an understanding of cultivation" The middle-aged uncle made a gesture of a senior elder, and then sat on the ground.

Zu Yuan sat down, staring at the middle-aged uncle with his eyes, and his ears were unconsciously erected.

The middle-aged uncle saw that Zu Yuan was ready, and brewed for a while.

"Cultivators from the outside world have formed three different forms of cultivation according to their own conditions, and they have their own names."

"Martial artists, the basic group that forms a huge cultivator system, they have cultivated the physical body since childhood, and due to the limitations of their own talents, they cannot awaken the Tibetan map, but, for some kind of persistence, they do not give up easily, and choose to continue to strengthen the physical body, thus achieving the cultivation system of martial artists, they are a group of persistent guys, and they have to be admired"

"Pattern, the cultivator of the awakening Tibetan map.

Tibetan map,It is the organ of the exclusive and human race,Before people reach adulthood,Tibetan map is in an immature illusory state,In adulthood,There will be a year,There will be a chance to awaken,Transform it into a mature entity state,However,Once you miss a lifelong regret。

After the awakening of the Tibetan map, the individual will have a qualitative leap overall, and at the same time, the Tibetan map can not only store chaos, but also absorb chaos independently, but this is not the most important, its greater role is the Dao pattern"

"Hades, known as a noble warrior, on the basis of awakening the map, integrates the ability of the figure into the physical body, although this practice will cause some loss of the ability of the map, but..."

The middle-aged uncle was halfway through his words, and pretended to be profound: "Okay, that's it, it's all about it, talking too much will affect cultivation"

Zu Yuan's eyes were shining, his excitement was interrupted, and he was suddenly a little unhappy, and he had no choice but to lower his head, looking sluggish.

"Stinky boy, you don't have to be like this, some of the things I know are not what you should know now, besides, it's interesting to find out by yourself, isn't it, if you really want to know, I can show you the way, in the outside world, there is a place called the academy, where there is knowledge that is very helpful to you, and it will make a lot of interesting and unexpected things happen, explore it, there is a vast world that belongs to you"

The words of the middle-aged uncle can always arouse the blood in Zu Yuan's body, which makes people fascinated.

"Well, I want to leave my footprints in every corner of the world, and at the same time, I will become stronger and surpass you" Zu Yuan's sluggish state was mobilized by the middle-aged uncle's words, and he jumped up from the ground and said impassionedly.

"Stinky boy, you're still far away" The middle-aged uncle's unhurried words knocked Zu Yuan to the bottom again.

Zu Yuan turned his head in frustration, looking like you don't care about me, let me be quiet.

"It's still a child," the middle-aged uncle whispered.

Zu Yuan walked to the corner alone, and the middle-aged uncle was a little bored and crazy.

Suddenly, thinking of something, he turned his head to look up, and shouted in an eager voice into the sky: "Old man, quickly find a way, this place has been hit by the heavenly calamity A big hole"

The water mist turned into shape, and the dragon god in the shape of a middle-aged uncle appeared next to the middle-aged uncle. “

"Where, where" Ryujin shook his head anxiously.

"Don't look for it, it's here" The middle-aged uncle made a gesture of his arm, and a table of wine and food was spread on the ground.

The dragon god lowered his face and realized that he had fallen for the middle-aged uncle.

"In other words, there is wine today and drunk today, you have lived for millions of years, and I have not been able to think of a person who has lived for hundreds of years, how can you and I not drink a few jars together under this beautiful scenery, hahaha" The middle-aged uncle laughed heartily, free and easy.

The dragon god couldn't help but admire the middle-aged uncle when he looked at him, he was not surprised to lose his peace and be pampered, but no matter what, this was the middle-aged uncle he knew.

"Okay, come, let's get drunk," the old voice said heartily.

The dragon god sat down slowly, picked up a wine jar in his hand, and was about to drink freely.

On the sea surface next to the "dong", space debris fell into the water, causing layers of ripples.

The middle-aged uncle and the dragon god, who lifted the wine jar halfway, stopped in a daze.

"Cool"

The dragon god took a sip of wine, and the old voice shouted happily.

"Hahaha, good wine" The middle-aged uncle also took a sip of wine, and then said loudly.

"Young man, how can this wine have a similar taste, but it's too old to think of for a while," Ryujin pondered for a moment, pondering.

"It's worthy of an old man, I've enjoyed this thing, but this wine is the best wine I won back with the soldiers and the fans known as the Dionysian family" The middle-aged uncle slowly raised the wine jar, looked at the wine jar, and said in a boastful tone.

"Oh, I remember, but I remember that old thing was very picky, didn't you want his old life" The dragon god patted his head before he suddenly realized.

"It's quite picky, I won, that old thing played a scoundrel regardless of his face, I was too merciful, and in the end, I only got half of the bet back," the middle-aged uncle said and couldn't help but regret a little.

"Hahaha, that's really merciful," Ryujin laughed.

"What are you doing with the soldiers? Even if my body is immortal, I don't dare to fight them, you are fine, you have nothing to provoke them."

"How can a gift for a stinky boy be too shabby, but it's still something that can protect that kid"

"Alas, even though I am tens of millions of years old and my strength is heavenly, I am still..."

"Old man, why do you say that, am I not still here?" the middle-aged uncle comforted.

The middle-aged uncle and the dragon god, two bosom friends, sat opposite each other and talked about everything.

Zu Yuan walked slowly from a distance, forgetting what had just happened, and when he walked between the two. But he grew his mouth in surprise, and then his head swayed on the body of the middle-aged uncle and the dragon god.

"This, what's going on?!!" Zu Yuan looked confused.

"Stinky boy, let me tell you, this is my long-missing brother," the middle-aged uncle said with an exaggerated expression.

"Hey, who is your long-missing brother, boy, I am your father's friend, and I am the dragon god of the demon clan, you can call me the dragon god senior in the future, as for this appearance, because the demon clan incarnation will be related to the appearance of the person in contact with and his own aesthetics" The dragon god was very unhappy with the middle-aged uncle calling himself his brother, and fought back, and then turned his head to Zu Yuan and explained.

"Although, aesthetics has always been my hard wound," Ryujin did not forget to add at the end.

"Senior" Zu Yuan snickered, and then said respectfully.

"Well, let's do it together" Ryujin said with a straight face, in the tone of an elder.

The middle-aged uncle looked at the two and laughed.

Zu Yuan sat down slowly.

"Stinky boy, don't be presumptuous, you are very strong, not only have a strong talent, but also unlimited possibilities" The middle-aged uncle suddenly said encouragingly.

"Don't lose motivation, don't lose confidence, don't lose yourself, after you go out, recognize your own strength, step by step, this is the last thing I can teach you before you go to the outside world" The middle-aged uncle said with a straight look.

The dragon god listened to the middle-aged uncle's words to teach Zu Yuan, and nodded approvingly.

"Yes"

Zu Yuan listened carefully, and then answered. However, the middle-aged uncle suddenly pushed the wine in front of Zu Yuan.

"It's okay to have a drink, man, besides, they're all adults," said the middle-aged uncle.

Zu Yuan half-pushed and half-went to the middle-aged uncle's way, and the middle-aged uncle slowly leaned towards Zu Yuan and said quietly:

"Don't let your mother know"