The southwest of the huge Wuyuan Empire was a piece of lofty mountains, with strange peaks and mountains. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Many of the peaks are towering into the clouds, and even if the weather is fine, clouds and mist linger between the peaks all day long.

Legend has it that this area is inhabited by immortals, who ride through the clouds and mist. There are many yearning people in the mortal world, but the mountains are dangerous, the primeval forests are dense, and there are fierce beasts infested, blocking the mortal dust.

In the sky in this lofty mountain, two half-moons hang high, and the moonlight is cold.

On the top of the cliff, an unknown big bird flapped its wings, and the owl flew away with a loud noise.

The hazy moonlight shone through the trees in the forest, casting dappled shadows.

Between the two trees, there was a man, nay, a corpse to be exact, lying motionless on the ground, his face stuck in the dirt, his back sparsely dropped with leaves, and his whole body without a trace of life.

I don't know how long later, suddenly there was a hysterical roar of a beast in the distance, loud but trembling, full of instinctive fear, as if struggling in a nightmare, but immediately stopped abruptly.

The surroundings all fell silent, as if waiting for the unpredictable Tianwei.

There was a slight shock between heaven and earth, and time was suddenly grabbed by an invisible big hand as if inadvertently, and there was a pause.

A white ball of light appeared out of thin air in the night, and in the blink of an eye, it flew from the extreme distance to the present.

When passing over the corpse, he quickly circled the corpse out of thin air, and after a moment's pause, he seemed to be a little unwilling to finally pounce on the corpse and get into it silently.

The "corpse" on the ground moved, and after a while, he finally exhaled, raised his head and sat up slowly. He looked childish, and his eyes were confused. Finally, his eyes looked at the hands that were slowly raised, pondered for a while, and muttered, "Who am I?" Where is this? ”

He raised his head and looked at the night sky, and a picture appeared like lightning in his consciousness, and slowly he opened his mouth wide but couldn't make a sound, but his breathing gradually became short, sometimes frowning, sometimes painful, sometimes smiling.

Suddenly, his consciousness turned over the river and the sea, and there were shocking scenes: in the sky, pieces of continents sank, the stars dimmed and died, the starry sky shattered, and the surrounding groups of immortal wind and bone people sacrificed all kinds of magic weapons flying all over the sky, dazzling and bright as stars, but in the lightning that tore through the void, together with the flesh and ashes.

I faintly heard the hoarse vicissitudes of an old Tao: "The immortal world is ruined by the hands of my generation, I am unwilling, I am not reconciled, I am not reconcile......d."

A voice without sorrow and joy slowly sounded in the young man's ears: "The fairy world is like a dream, there is no cold smoke in the dream, what is the benefit of immortality!" When the young man heard this voice, a sadness swept through his body, he was sweating profusely, and suddenly he screamed "ah", and he fell to the ground with his head in his hands and rolled a few times before fainting. It took a long time for his heavy breathing to be heard, and gradually the heaving throbbing of his chest finally calmed down.

But when he returned to his consciousness, the scene just now was like seeing flowers in the fog, and he couldn't see it really, maybe it was just a very unreal dream he had.

The young man sighed helplessly and checked his body, although there were a few scars, it was not a big deal. After glancing at his own condition again, he sighed and said, "The little spirit disciple in the early stage of qi refining, this spirit root qualification is so mediocre. ”

The young man unconsciously picked up a few spells and was about to point them on himself, and a faint rune faintly appeared with the change of gestures, but the next moment it dissipated.

The young man finally smiled bitterly, even if he improved his spiritual root meridians slightly, he couldn't do it. The cultivation of the Qi cultivation period cannot perform advanced spells at all.

The young man pondered for a long time, and all kinds of information came to his senses. His real name is Tang Que, a deacon disciple of the Yunyang Sect in the territory of Wuyuan Kingdom in the Xuantian Continent, this time he received the task of picking wild herbs in the sect with several fellow sects, and he didn't want to encounter a first-class top-level demon beast in the forest.

Tang Que's memory gradually became clearer, and he suddenly thought of whether he was dead? The thought that popped up scared me too.

One thing is for sure, there are many strange things in my consciousness, just like a dream just now, but most of the information is very vague as if it has been banned, and it is useless to try to see it clearly.

Could it be that it was taken away, but the original memory is still there. Am I Tang Que, or someone else? If I wasn't Tang Que, who would I be? Tang Que was at a loss for a while.

Tang Que touched his head and really couldn't figure out what was going on, all this was too weird, but he didn't dare to think about it now, and in his restless mind, he took out the wheel-shaped flying spirit weapon issued to the disciples of the sect in the sect, and identified the direction and went to the sect.

Not long after Tang Que left, two figures flew over and quickly stopped near the place where Tang Que was sleeping.

The man was a man and a woman, the man was tall and burly, with bearded eyes, a middle-aged man, and he stepped on a pair of saucer-shaped magic weapons exuding layers of coercion.

The woman is a young girl, dressed in palace makeup and with long sleeves. A red silk was full of spirituality and circled around her jade arm lotus feet, flying as fast as the saucer-shaped magic weapon of a middle-aged man.

When the two got closer, they reached out and took the magic weapon. The middle-aged man swept his senses and said solemnly: "Senior Sister Lin, it seems that this is it." The Qingwan girl known as Senior Sister Lin also frowned, and said slowly: "Senior Brother Di, this breath, this breath...... It's weird. ”

The monk surnamed Di looked at the sky and said as if he was facing a great enemy: "Uncle Shi and his old man sent a message to the two of me during the retreat, and asked me to come here to inspect it quickly, it must be his old man who noticed something unusual. Senior Sister Lin, to tell you the truth, although the residual aura here is weak, it makes my heart tremble, but it is something I have never been like this in my more than 200 years ......of cultivation."

The monk surnamed Di stopped speaking here, but turned his head to look at the girl surnamed Lin.

Although the girl surnamed Lin has heart palpitations, after all, she has been cultivating for many years, and since she heard the news and the monk surnamed Di has arrived here, she has to take a look at her eyebrows so that she can go back to her life.

The girl surnamed Lin said: "Please also ask Senior Brother Di to protect the Dharma for me." After speaking, without waiting for the monk surnamed Di to say anything, he sat down on a large stone with his knees crossed, and with a flick of the jade finger of his right hand, a palm-sized turtle bone appeared out of thin air and slowly rotated in front of him.

The girl surnamed Lin pinched the trick with both hands, and three operators flew out of the cuffs, she made a slight move with her right hand, and the three operators flew into the palm, and then she closed her hands together and held the three operators, slowly closed her eyes, and said something in her mouth.

The monk surnamed Di knew that the girl surnamed Lin wanted to use her Yunyang Sect's leading divination technique to find a foothold for this strange aura. He didn't dare to be careless, and no matter how much wind and grass could be blown around him for dozens of miles, he couldn't escape his ears and eyes, but what he was most concerned about was the spell cast by the girl surnamed Lin.

The girl surnamed Lin finally paused her lips, opened her eyes, picked up the three operators in her hand and spread them on the ground.

The monk surnamed Di stared at the three operators that fell to the ground with his eyes, and the three operators rolled twice and were about to settle, and the three operators of "poof", "poof", and "poof" suddenly turned into three green smokes, and the turtle bones that rotated on them also cracked in half and fell down with a click. The girl surnamed Lin snorted and opened her mouth to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The monk surnamed Di was shocked in his heart and shouted: "Senior Sister Lin! ”

The girl surnamed Lin raised her head, her face was very pale, but she was extremely calm, and said slightly weakly: "Don't get in the way, Senior Brother Di." As he spoke, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a pill and spit it into his mouth, and then closed his eyes to heal his wounds.

The monk surnamed Di was slightly relieved, and he didn't dare to say much at this time.

After a while, the girl's face was slightly bloody, and she slowly opened her eyes, looked at Senior Brother Di next to her, and said thoughtfully: "Senior Brother Di, the bones are broken, and the operator is ...... smoke."

When the girl surnamed Lin asked for divination, her divine consciousness seemed to have entered a boundless vortex, pulling her mind, although she was shocked, she also knew that this kind of situation was beyond her control, so she immediately cut off the connection of divine consciousness, causing the technique of divination to backfire and hurt herself. I still have lingering palpitations in retrospect. "It's not something we can peep into...... Heaven is unpredictable. ”

The monk surnamed Di had a solemn face, nodded and said, "Let's go, let's ask Uncle Shi and his old man to decide." ”

The girl surnamed Lin stood up and hesitated, "Senior Brother Di, there is an outer disciple we met from afar on the way here, do you think you will know something......

The monk surnamed Di waved his hand: "How good can a deacon disciple in the early stage of Qi cultivation be, seeing that he is in a hurry, most of them are in a hurry to return to the sect after completing the task. The girl surnamed Lin was thoughtful, but she didn't say much.

The monk surnamed Di and the girl surnamed Lin each released flying spiritual weapons and went to the sect.

Tang Que's wheel-shaped flying spirit weapon was a low-grade spirit weapon issued by the sect to low-level disciples, the Nikjing Wheel, and it flew faster than a horse, and it was also a good means of transportation for low-level disciples in the Qi refining period.

On the way back to the sect, Tang Que saw two rays of light flying by from a distance, and although he was far away, he still felt a strong invisible coercion, which was much stronger than the usual face of those uncles and uncles in the foundation building period, and he was shocked in his heart.

I also often hear the same disciples say that in addition to those high-ranking masters and uncles in the foundation building period, there are also several ancestors in the Yudan period, and a legendary Taishang elder in the Yuan infant stage, who usually only concentrates on cultivation, but asks about the trivial matters of the sect, and he can't see them in his spare time, Tang Que has only heard rumors and has never seen them.

Most of the two rays of light just now were the ancestors of the sect. The Yunyang Sect has nine great knotting masters, known as the Nine Sons of Yunyang, and they each set up caves in the Yunyang Sect in seclusion in some spiritual peaks, and slowly the Yunyang Sect also formed nine branches.

Tang Que was thinking about all the things in the Yunyang Sect, and suddenly two rays of light swept over him in the distance. Seeing that he was about to disappear from sight, two rays of light suddenly turned back, and it seemed that they were coming towards him.

Tang Que hurriedly put away the flying magic weapon and stood aside.