The huge Huainan, at this moment, Zhou Yusheng stood alone on the east peak, looking at the red light curtain around him gradually dissipating, when he looked down, the Falling Star City under his feet was also empty at this moment.

Whether Tang Wan is okay, whether Jiang Fan is practicing hard, even Chen Yuying, who is not often seen in the past days, I don't know what year and month the next time we meet.

He often travels around the rivers and lakes with a sword, there is no brother who can dig out his heart and lungs, but he has a few friends who are like each other, he likes to cultivate alone, but when there is no longer a person who can speak, the sense of loneliness is very strong.

Now he can stand on the original east peak of Huainan, and the starry cities behind the city wall are covered by wind and sand, all of which have turned into a mountain of memory at this moment, mixed with the slight cold of autumn, rushing to his face, lifting his long hair, blowing away the dust between his hair, and never going back.

The hometown of the Qingyi Taoist is not in Xuanyuan, but he has been away from home for a long time after all, and he still remembers that when he left home, the carriage that drove to Huainan was all the way north from Xiaogushan Town, and the rugged road had not yet appeared.

Zhou Yusheng sat silently on the boulder, for a long time, until the stars were dotted, until dawn appeared, he sighed lightly and raised his head. “

"It's all gone...... But I'm still in Huainan. Zhou Yusheng suddenly felt very homesick, even though Qingshui City had long been a matter of fact, he still missed the bed at home, the pots and bowls at home, and even more, he missed Po He, and he missed the senior brother Zhuyin who met on the Purple Fire Temple, and the predecessors of bamboo dyeing...... He remembered his mother with a kind smile, and his father who seemed to be afraid of his mother.

A little blurred, Zhou Yusheng shook his head, in the early morning sun, he stood up, and decided to start with Huainan, no matter what would happen in the future, even if Huai'an became the same dead cultivator as them, he still held the mentality of looking at it again and reinvigorated.

Zhou Yusheng patted his shirt, leaned over and stared at the path through the desert, and pinched the broken purple finch in his hand, although this desert now looks lifeless, but the extremely rich demonic energy under the desert made the golden Danhu in his body make a loud bang, and the star veins continued to rise and fall, exuding majestic spiritual power throughout his body.

"Huh?" At this moment, the green-shirted Taoist who was standing aside and remained silent let out a strange suspicion.

Zhou Yusheng's hand to take care of his shirt stopped, and he looked sideways at the green-shirted Taoist beside him, but his next move made him a little deliberately away from him, he formed a fist with one hand, and the sparse demonic energy like a ball of sand took shape in his hand, and he looked down and stared at his eyes, and a trace of inexplicable strange expression flashed in his eyes.

However, at the moment when he gradually followed the demonic qi and was stunned, a purple arc of electricity lingered up and down around his clothes, squeezing into his body, and as the sand ball formed, the purple electricity was entangled more violently, and the Qingyi Daoist snorted heavily, and a little pain flashed on his face.

"This purple electricity seems to have the effect of dispelling demonic energy. ”

Zhou Yusheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the purple electricity, and immediately ate his hand back with a throbbing pain, and touched the small electric current floating on his skin with palpitations.

"I felt the breath of slashing spirits in his body, and the amount was so large that the demonic qi within a radius of a hundred miles was stained with a trace of cause and effect. ”

The green-shirted Taoist pondered for a while, until the purple lightning slowly returned to the ring from his body, and then the painful look on his face slowly recovered as before, although he was a divine soul, he still suffered a lot of minor injuries.

"It's not easy to cross this Huainan desert empty. This is different from when you said something in Huainan, there has not been a single change in thousands of years, and you should also feel the demonic energy under this desert, be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship, after all, it is right. The Qingyi Taoist reminded lightly.

"Back then, the Battle of Huainan was the death of tens of thousands of mortals in front of this city wall, and the bones of mortals were swallowed up by this desert after death, so they could have such a huge demonic energy. ”

"Although today's Huainan and mortal cities are not involved with each other, but in the event of a war, it is the people in those mortal cities who will suffer from the fish pond, so the mortal city closest to Huainan today can only rank among the Longyuan City of Huainan Immortal Cultivation City to a large extent. ”

"If you look to the north, the city shaped like a sphere is the Dragon Garden City back then, but it retains the appearance of the Dragon Garden City hundreds of years ago, and the Dragon Garden City was just an empty shell at that time. The Tsing Yi Taoist continued.

Zhou Yusheng's figure gradually disappeared into the sky, his steps were fast, his body galloped outside Huainan, and gradually walked into the Huainan area that he had never left for three years.

Time passed day by day, maintaining such a speed, sometimes flying, and it took Zhou Yusheng two days to get out of this endless mountain.

"Are we really going to Dragon Garden City? Meng Hao glanced back at the mountains and muttered in a low voice.

For monks, Longyuan City is not big, but for mortals, Longyuan City is a vast and sparsely populated place, and when Zhou Yusheng occasionally consulted books, although he did not personally visit the mountains and rivers of Xuanyuan, he had a somewhat vague outline in his heart.

"This should also be the north of Longyuan City, it seems that Longyuan City and Huainan are not far away. Zhou Yusheng glanced at the lake in the distance, which seemed to be a mirror falling on the earth, which was called the West Sea.

The West Sea is vast, a hundred years ago there were three emperors and six clans of the Sea Clan, a West Sea Dragon Palace, even thousands of years ago, the real dragon no longer existed, but the True Jiao clan dominated the West Sea that year, and the Sea Clan, in the East Palace, South Palace, North Palace, West Sea around the four realms of the Huai Realm, although the West Sea is not the largest Dragon Palace, but the West Sea has the strength to fight against the Huainan Division.

There is a boat at the ferry port of the West Sea, and the only exit for the Terran monks to enter the West Sea is the old man on this boat, the child born and raised by the Sea Tribe, the monk who can understand the conch sound of the Sea Tribe, and the Terran language, but with the sinking of the West Sea, this old man has disappeared in this West Sea ferry for more than 100 years.

In the silence, there was a hearty laugh with enthusiasm, interrupting Zhou Yusheng's thoughts.

"This little gentleman, but you want to cross the sea?" A boat rowed on the lake, standing in the thick mist of thick soup, an old man stood alone in the bow of the boat, his face was full of wind and frost, boiling the oars, looking at Zhou Yusheng, smiling and speaking.

However, at the moment when he saw the Qingyi Daoist, the old man's face was a little unnatural, but he quickly restrained his strange emotions, slowly moved his gaze, and looked at Zhou Yusheng.

"Boatman, I'm going to Dragon Garden City. Zhou Yusheng was slightly stunned, and before he could see the appearance of the boatman, the boat had sailed to the center of the lake and gradually disappeared.

"In the three hundred years of Longyuan City, there is the only teleportation array outside this Huainan city that leads to the territory of Huainan, if the teleportation array at that time can still be used, we only have this way to enter the territory of Huainan. The green-shirted Taoist glanced at the boatman, his face was expressionless, and he said calmly.

"If Qing Shui had such an outstanding person, he would not have fallen into such a thing as he is now. ”

Zhou Yusheng's eyes showed a trace of longing, it had been three years since he left Qingshui City, and at this moment his desire to go back and take a look became more and more intense, because he knew that Qingshui City three hundred years ago was just an ordinary mortal city, and at that time, people didn't need to run around to save their lives.

Because Qingshui City is too small, so small that if you look at the whole Huainan, it is only a third-rate city that does not enter the stream in Huainan.

Taking a deep breath at this moment, Meng Hao strode forward, and when he came to Beihai, he looked at the calm lake, and when he looked down, he looked at his reflection in the lake, and he was no longer a teenager in the water, but about twenty years old, with more fortitude on his face, which was different from the dazed and immature back then.

"Predecessors, Huai'an and Huainan are separated by thousands of large and small lakes, the inner lake outside Longyuan City once sat a monk of Huaixi, it is said that the monk's golden bones are still left where, I don't know if they still exist. ”

Zhou Yusheng looked at the Qingyi Taoist with some surprise, he knew that the Qingyi Taoist was familiar with books, but the Qingyi Taoist was born in Zhongzhou, but he knew many secrets that happened in Xuanyuan.

Whether it is Huainan or Huai'an, the old immortals who kept secrets back then definitely hid some ulterior secrets, and why is there a place like Huainan in the extreme north, which is not a good thing, but it is not a bad thing either. There is a place in Huainan, at the beginning of the birth of Huainan, not all the land was integrated together, and the earth spirit heavenly veins in Huainan, Tianlan Yuan, Fengzhou, Jinling or Jiangnan were all established in the most prosperous pattern of martial arts in the destiny. The Qingyi Taoist said lightly.

In the evening, the fog rose on the surface of the lake, and he saw the leaves steaming as the fog rose, and the canopy of the trees was at his feet, and the clouds were above him.

The boatman looked at them strangely, but he slowed down, as if listening to them say strange things, and drifted like a lonely boat in the center of the lake, and the fog around him was getting thicker, and the boat lost its direction in the center of the lake, and began to spin aimlessly with the ripples in the center of the lake.

"Be careful, I feel the magic at the bottom of the lake. ”

The green-shirted Taoist sat in the back seat of the boat, flicked his sleeves and nodded at the lake, then his eyes became solemn, he put away his green sleeves, and said softly in Zhou Yusheng's ear.

"There seems to be some movement in the ship. Zhou Yusheng raised his eyes and stared at the slightly spinning boat in some surprise, but when he saw the boatman, he looked incredulous, and it seemed that it was the first time in his life to see such a strange scene.