The scenes created by the nightmare surrounded Ji Lianzhou, and the extremely faint shadows and the surrounding scenery were stiffly stacked together, and the people with blurred faces staged clutching joys and sorrows inside.

In a bizarre scene, only Wen Guye was really standing in front of him.

The other party was dressed in white, his back was clear and straight, and his clothes were turning in the wind blowing slowly. Since he stopped, Wen Guye has not moved. If he didn't know that the current scene was exactly what the other party wanted to see-otherwise, how could he attract the group to it-Ji Lianzhou would have thought that the other party was also like Jiang Yiran and Jiang Lancang, drowning in the scenery created by nightmares.

The vision in front of his eyes is this ghostly appearance, and what Wen Guye sees should not be distorted so much.

Thinking of this, Ji Lianzhou restrained his breath without doing anything, and his divine sense probed in front of Wen Guye, carefully describing the expression on the other party's face.

Still cold and indifferent, Ji Lianzhou looked at it for a while, and then he noticed the nostalgia in the other party's eyes. Probably very sure that the three people who followed him were unconscious, Wen Guye indulged himself a little, staring at a certain point for a long time...... Ji Lianzhou didn't know what the other party saw in his eyes, but he had a vague guess in his mind.

Because Wen Guye's lips opened slightly, as if sighing, he pronounced a name. It was as if it was just a gentle breath, and before it could be spoken, it dissipated into the air.

Ji Lianzhou just caught it. His heart was so shocked that he almost forgot to maintain the expression on his face that was immersed in the environment.

What Wen Guye said was: "Ah Zhou." ”

There are countless people in the world who have this sound in their names. Ji Lianzhou knew this, but for 10,000 years, no one had ever called his name with such an intimate voice...... He lost his mind for a moment, and then felt funny, when did his love become so easily involved?

would actually feel that the person Wen Guye called in his mouth had something to do with him.

After calling out these two words, Wen Guye's eyes became a little more complicated. He raised his hand to hold a spirit sword hanging on his waist, as if he had made up his mind, he pulled the blade out of the scabbard and slashed it at the thing in front of him!

At the same time, in the illusion, a young man also wielded a sword. As far as the sword blade went, the sword qi suddenly burst out, carving deep traces on the continent!

Wen Guye's sword qi shattered the illusion, and the young man's appearance instantly distorted and blurred, dissipating into the air.

Bounded by the place where he stood, the illusion in front of him was complete, replaced by a winding path that led to a deeper part of the Jialu Mountain. The closer I got to him, the more and more mottled patches of color grew to where he stood.

Behind him, the scenery remained the same as before the swing of the sword, unchanged.

After doing this, Wen Guye threw the spirit sword upwards, pinched the Wind Resisting Technique, tapped the ground with his toes, and jumped into the air.

He stood firmly on his sword, looked down at the ground, found where the nightmare was, and dropped a jade elixir at the little demon.

The little demon instinctively bit the elixir, and looked up to see that the person who had seriously injured himself had already taken advantage of the wind.

It swallowed the elixir in a daze, the aura in its body overflowed, the wound healed quickly, and the illusion became huge and solid. Jiang Yiran had already shown signs of breaking free, but as the illusion was stable, he fell into it again.

As for Jiang Lancang, from beginning to end, he didn't wake up.

Ji Lianzhou saw that Wen Guye had left, and several thoughts turned in his heart. He turned his head to look at the two female cultivators behind him who didn't know what day it was in his dream, after all, he also pinched the wind trick and went in the direction where Wen Guye was going.

Wen Guye's sword flew at a much, much higher speed than him, but it didn't matter. His divine sense can spread far and wide, and it is no problem to find each other.

It's also good to be far away and not have to worry about being discovered.

The two of them walked through the Jialu Mountains for half a day, and the sun gradually set in the valley. The stars in the sky are shining, and the moonlight falls on the mountain springs, reflecting a sparkling wave.

Ji Lianzhou originally thought that Wen Guye was going straight to a certain destination. But half a day of tracking made him realize that the other party was looking for a way at all. Several times in a row, where Wen Guye descended, there was a pool of low-quality spiritual springs, a half-withered golden bell tree, and a nest of blue feathers on the third branch of the tree.

Every time he stopped, Wen Guye probed a magic weapon into the spiritual spring, and took it out to examine it after a while. After a series of failures, he was not annoyed, and only continued to search for the sword in the Jialu Mountain.

Once, the blue feather on the golden tree near the spring seemed to have just been attacked and was slightly injured. Wen Guye probed the spiritual spring, heard Bi Yu's mournful chirping, and jumped onto the tree and fed the injured Bi Yu with pills.

It's quite relaxing...... Ji Lianzhou leaned on the bluestone by the stream behind a mountain, holding a sword in his hand, feeling the other party's every move wholeheartedly.

Bi Yu took the pill and quickly recovered, and her hairy head rubbed against Wen Guye's fingers. The picture from the divine sense made Ji Lianzhou clench the spirit sword in his hand, and his teeth clenched little by little.

He had seen a scene where Xiao Que rubbed Wen Guye like this before, and at that time, Wen Guye seemed to be in a good mood.

He can't blatantly touch that person and relieve him*, but a bunch of flat-haired animals can be coquettish to that person!?

When Wen Guye descended for the fourth time, Ji Lianzhou didn't expect the other party to find the right place this time, and he didn't even get up.

As expected, Wen Guye heard from someone else that there was an opportunity in Jialu Mountain. And most of these opportunities are still experience, so they will be shared.

can make Wen Guye give up the things that are readily available in the monk's mausoleum and turn to find it, and the harvest will not be bad.

Ji Lianzhou was mentally prepared to share the blessings, and it was best if Wen Guye could be injured during the fight, so he could take advantage of the weakness.

He didn't expect that this time, after checking the magic weapon that came back from the spring, Wen Guye went into the water by himself.

Ji Lianzhou was stunned for a moment, then stood up suddenly and went to the place where Wang Lingquan was.

The road was in a hurry, but fortunately, it was not too far apart. After a cup of tea, Ji Lianzhou was already standing on the edge of the spiritual spring.

The spring water seemed to be extremely clear, and even the small fish swimming in it were clearly visible, but there was no shadow of Wen Guye. The water surface is calm without a single ripple.

When Ji Lianzhou hesitated whether he wanted to go down, a small whirlpool suddenly appeared in the center of the spring. The whirlpool rolled and expanded, rolling the small fish that Ji Lianzhou had just seen into it, and a faint color of blood quietly dispersed, and disappeared into the water.

He subconsciously took a step back, and then he sensed a powerful suction coming from it.

Ji Lianzhou's pupils narrowed slightly. An invisible force swirled around him, as if to push him into the fountain...... At some point, the water had soaked his shoes and stained his trousers, and he struggled to reach a higher place. He tried several times, but he couldn't quit, so he simply took it out of the mustard seed space and took out another escape talisman, which was about to be torn apart.

The spring water, which was originally called gentle, seemed to notice his movements, and suddenly splashed, wetting the rune paper!

Ji Lianzhou finally had a sense of crisis, what was Wen Guye looking for?!

And after wetting the rune paper, the spring water completely exposed its ferocious side, and suddenly a water curtain rose, towards Ji Lianzhou!

At the same time, under the springs.

Wen Guye referred to the contents of the bamboo slips that he had written down six hundred years ago and preserved in secret methods, and completed the last step of opening the secret realm.

There is indeed a spiritual spring here. But above the spiritual spring, there is also a formation set up by the first person who discovered this secret realm. This array sealed the abundant spiritual energy of the spiritual spring, and only showed a very low quality to the outside, and it was also mixed with a little trick to deceive the eyes. But once you jump into the spring, you will find that the spring water is a high-quality spiritual spring.

Immerse yourself in it and cultivate, and get twice the result with half the effort.

And at the bottom of the spiritual spring, there is also an entrance to a secret realm.

He watched as the water in front of him was cut off, and the secret realm slowly opened. The space in front of me was in a strange state of chaos, as if it had been cut open by something and spliced together.

A ray of light came from the incongruous splicing, and it was dazzling. Wen Guye blinked, but for a moment, but when he opened his eyes, he was already in a completely different environment from Fang Cai.

He stood on a mountain road, damp and fresh earth, with the marks of a wagon running over it, stretching into the distance.

At the end of the line of sight, there is a small village.

Wen Guye turned his head sideways and glanced at the sunset behind him. He thought for a moment, lifted his steps, and walked along the mountain road.

The setting of this secret realm, in a word, is a projection of the scenery in the depths of the heart of the person who enters. There are more people who enter together, and the power of the primordial gods is the highest.

When Ji Yuan came in, he saw his hometown. He was born in a family of immortal cultivators, and although his parents had mediocre qualifications, they were good at business and kept their business in good order. Ji Yuan can be said to have been born with a golden spoon in his mouth, and he grew up smoothly all the way. At the beginning of his worship in the Xiaoyao Sect, the power of his family provided him with a lot of support.

At first, Ji Yuan, Jiang Yiran, and Lin Lan hadn't figured out what they would encounter in this secret realm. Ji Yuan was armed with his own force, and he was not worried, and he was quite interested in introducing the various carved beams and painted pillars in his home to the two sisters. Jiang Yiran and Lin Lan had never seen these before, and they were happy to immerse themselves in them. Gradually, the three of them had the illusion that maybe this was really Ji Yuan's house. There is no outside strife, only a group of flowers.

They spent a long time in it. Until midnight one day, when Ji Yuan got up to change clothes, he inadvertently saw the outside sky from the window.

The sky was dark, not to mention the countless stars in the past, and even the moon could not be seen.

For the first time, a voice appeared in Ji Yuan's heart, telling over and over again, this is not the real world, he has to take his senior sister and junior sister away!

After some twists and turns, the three of them successfully broke away from the secret realm, and in addition to the improvement of their cultivation, the level in their hearts was also loosened. Later, Ji Yuan, who was already standing on the top of the three continents, recalled that it was this incident that made his heart clear from then on, and he was no longer afraid of being confused by foreign objects.

Wen Guye originally thought about what kind of absurd scene it would be if this secret realm really showed his place of origin. Now it seems that he was too worried.

On the way forward, Wen Guye carefully rummaged through his memories by the way. Most of the previous six hundred years have been blurred, but a village like this is rare in the entire immortal cultivation world, and no impression mostly means that he really hasn't seen it.

Perhaps, this is Yuhuang's memory?

Such a thought came to mind, and Wen Guye quickly felt that this was the case. Now that he had the answer, he put the question over and over again.

In the blink of an eye, the entrance of the mountain village was already in front of me.

In the place where Wen Guye had just appeared, Ji Lianzhou's figure suddenly flashed. He looked around for a while, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

20,000 years have passed, and Ji Lianzhou has long been unable to remember how many big and small things he had before the distraction period. Even after the distraction period, he didn't remember much.

Having spent half of his life in the Mahayana period, he knew that he was having fun on three continents...... That's it, and a few scenes.

It's too long, and a lot of things are left in the mind, which is the burden.

But just when I was swept to the bottom of the water by the spring, there was a memory that was buried in the deepest part of the water, and it suddenly became vivid. About the place where he was born, the secrets that his ancestors have guarded for generations, the bloody smell that permeated the air after the slaughter of the mountain village, and his own mournful cries.

The memory came to an abrupt end in the sight of him crying at the grave of his parents, and it was extremely abrupt.

The anger of being played with and the grief of revival were intertwined, forming a tyrannical aura, wandering around and rushing in his dantian. Blood beads emerged from the skin, and the body could barely withstand the huge pressure from the Yuan Shen!