Waking up on a deserted day was already a day later. While he was asleep from exhaustion, he had a dream, a very strange dream.

In the dream, a man dressed in white like snow held a six-foot-long dark gold halberd fighting in the crowd. The man is domineering and looks down on all the heroes, and there will be corpses lying under his feet wherever he passes, and the white clothes are dyed red with the fall of a person. It's just that his face is blurry and his face is indistinguishable, and by the time the last enemy fell, the corpses at the man's feet had piled up. Then the man stuck the halberd in his hand deep into the corpse mountain, standing at the top of the 'mountain', facing the barren sky and seemed to be telling this.

Wasteland tried his best to concentrate on hearing his words, but it was useless for him to do anything, and finally the man could only sigh and disappear from the dream. Before he could understand what was going on, Arato only felt that his body trembled and returned to reality from the dream.

When Aratian opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the joyful gaze of his grandfather and uncle.

"Tian'er, how do you feel when you wake up?" Huang Ziqing came up and grabbed Huang Tian's hand tightly, and said excitedly.

"Uncle, Tian'er feels that she is in a very good mental state, and she is full of strength. Alas, it's strange, why do you feel so light?" Aratian raised his fallen hands, looked left and right, turned his neck, twisted his waist, and clicked all over his body.

"If you don't feel that you are light, then it's strange! Haven't you wasted all these eight years?" said Arayu as he walked over and chuckled.

"Ancestors. Huang Tian looked suddenly enlightened, "By the way, I haven't thanked you yet, thank you for the cultivation of the ancestors." As he spoke, Arachi wanted to get up and bow down.

"That's it. Arayu stopped him, "I'm just making a contribution to this era, and you shouldn't have died." ”

Arathia was confused when he heard this, and he couldn't help but think of the man in his dream. "Who is he, what do you want to tell me?"

Seeing that Araita was staying there, Arayu coughed dryly twice, and Araku came back to his senses.

Then, Arathia began to have his own bad thoughts again, the actual space inside the Supreme Hall was much larger than what was seen outside, and if I had to describe its size, it could only be said that it should be regarded as a magnificent palace underground. Of course, such a large palace is naturally indispensable for good things.

"Ancestor, this palace is so big, isn't there a lot of treasures in it? Wasteland was a little shy, lowering his head and secretly observing the ancestor's expression.

"Oh, you little fellow! You're right, this Supreme Hall is my retreat, and there are a lot of treasures in it. ”

"Ah, ancestor, you see, as your junior, I go out and mingle like a poor boy, isn't this a loss of your face? You are good at what you do, just give me a box or two! In the future, I will also have a self-defense purpose when I walk the rivers and lakes? "The face of the barren sky does not change, it is hard to imagine that a person's face is so thick.

"Okay, the poetry of the predecessors, the calligraphy and painting of the ancients are all you can choose, these are my immortal treasures. Huang Yu looked bright, and thought to himself: "Little rabbit cub, you have been using good things for eight years, where do you think the blood lake and those animals came from? Where do you think the medicinal bath you soak after you are tired and exhausted? Where does the elixir you use after every battle come from? ”

Before Huang Yu finished speaking, Huang Tian sent out a bitter melon face, "Eh, does the ancestor have any weapons or cheats or anything, and I don't dislike any elixir." ”

"Tian'er, it's a bit excessive!" "Huang Jingyan hurriedly reprimanded Huang Tian.

"Well, don't be like him, little ones. Arayu laughed, showing that he didn't care, but he was disgusted in his heart.

"Little one, these calligraphy, paintings, poems, or something are of great benefit to you! A man needs some cultural background to improve his taste, so that he can have charm to attract girls! Are you sure you don't need to?" Arayu raised an eyebrow and smiled evilly.

"Woman's ......" Huangtian kept his eyes on the ground, and said with saliva, "Yes, why not." ”

He wiped his saliva and said seriously: "But what I pursue is spiritual pleasure, and I travel the long river of culture, how can I be bent by women?"

Huangtian actually said it so justifiably, without a trace of disobedience. Huang Yu also shook his head helplessly, took off a ring from his finger, and handed it to him, "These are all poems and articles in my collection, if you are bored on the cultivation road, take them out and take a look!

Huang Tian thanked Huang Yu, took it and put it on his hand.

"Don't thank the ancestors yet. Desolate Jingyan reminded, how could he not recognize this ring, it was the supreme ring that had been passed down from generation to generation in the desolate region.

After hearing this, Huang Tian hurriedly thanked him.

Huang Yu smiled faintly, and suddenly his face changed, and his body flickered for a while.

"Ancestor?"

Seeing Araku's strange reaction, Araku's heart sank somehow, and an indescribable sense of panic arose.

"Oh, it's fine. It's just that the time is up, it's a dead man, and the Yuan Shen is unwilling to support it here" Huang Yu waved his hand to show that there was no big problem, and then thought of something and solemnly reminded Huang Tian "By the way, when the little guy practices and embarks on an adventure road in the future, don't go to the Qingyue Palace in Liuyue." Otherwise, uh, you risk getting into quite a bit of trouble. ”

Arayu's flickering figure grew darker and darker.

"Ancestor, I will definitely strive to become a human master in the future and repay your expectations!" The corners of Huang Tian's eyes moistened, and he knew that he was indeed powerless in the face of this situation with his current strength.

Huang Yu smiled for the last time, smiling so peacefully and gently, looking at Huang Tian as if he was looking at his beloved child, thinking to himself: "I hope I am not mistaken, I need you to help him in the future, absolutely." Then his feet began to slowly disappear, then his body, and in a few breaths he disappeared in front of Aratian's eyes, leaving only his illusory smile in the air.

In the Supreme Hall, an inexplicable sense of sadness echoed in the main hall. Arato had not yet come out of the sad atmosphere, and suddenly felt a familiar aura.

"This is?" Aratian's thoughts were tumbling in his heart, and he recognized that this was the breath of Arayu.

"Alas!" a voice sounded in Aratian's head, "are you still leaving?"

"Huh, this is ......."

"Little ghost, do you want to save your ancestors?" the voice sounded again.

"Who are you, how can you have the breath of an ancestor?" Huang Tian's words revealed a hint of vigilance, how could it be reassuring that such a person of unknown origin could easily transmit the sound into his own spirit.

"Hehe, don't you know I exist? It seems that the desolate universe in the blood lake has awakened me before I have time to tell you. ”

Or the voice echoed in the barren sky's mind:

"I am the Supreme Supreme Ring, you can also call me - absolute!"

The other side of the starry sky

At the entrance of a small village, there is such a family. Fifteen years ago, an old man walked into the village with a small child in his arms. Originally, outsiders were not allowed to live in the small village, but the villagers couldn't help but feel pity for such an old man and a child who seemed to be just a full moon.

In the past ten years, the child has gradually grown up, and the child is very sensible, and often helps the people in the village to do what they can on weekdays.

"Xiao Yi! Your grandfather called you home and said that there was something important. The second tiger at the entrance of the village ran over and shouted at the child who was helping the second aunt in the village to load vegetables.

"Oh, got it. The child agreed, then turned to a woman who was still working hard next to him and said, "Second aunt, I'm sorry. There's something at home that I can't do for you. When I'm done with my own business, I'll come over and help if I have time. ”

"It's okay Xiao Yi, I should have thanked you for helping, you are still so polite, you go first. By the way, give you two sweet potatoes and go back to eat with your grandfather, this is new and very sweet. As she spoke, the woman stuffed the child with two large sweet potatoes.

The child hurriedly thanked him, then put down the basket in his hand, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Grandpa, grandpa" The child's speed was extremely fast, and he returned home after a while, immediately rushed into the yard, pushed open the door, and asked urgently, "What's wrong?"

An old man with snow-white hair and a wrinkled face raised his head: "Well, Chen'er, you're back! The old man paused, waited until his grandson sat in front of him, stroked his grandson's little head dotingly, and said, "Do you remember the story that your grandfather told you?"

"Grandpa, you mean?" the child seemed to understand in his heart why Grandpa was in such a hurry to call him back.

"Yes, you're a smart kid. You can't stay with me forever, it's time to go. Go for a bit of adventure and come back to me when you've made a difference. ”

"But grandpa, Chen'er can't bear you!" The child knew in his heart that he had to leave this time, but the reluctance in his heart still broke out, turning into tears flowing on his immature little face.

"A man is born and has to end his life in hard work, how can there be a man like you? How can you become the strongest person in the future" Listening to the old man's words, the child reluctantly wiped his tears, he didn't want his grandfather to worry about himself.

"Alright, take the Meteorite Necklace and go. As he spoke, the old man raised his finger and swiped it casually in front of him. I saw that the space in the void twisted without warning, and a force seemed to be tearing, and a black crack appeared, roaring like the vicious maw of a fierce beast.

The child picked up the burden, turned around and kowtowed to the old man three times, and muttered: "Thank you grandpa for your nurturing grace for more than ten years, grandpa must take care of himself when Chen'er is away." Chen'er will definitely become the strongest and come back to see grandpa, grandpa must wait for Chen'er. ”

After saying that, he stepped into the black crack without looking back.

Yi Chen's figure disappeared in front of the old man's eyes, leaving only two big sweet potatoes in place. The old man watched, his vision blurred.

"Hey, people are old, and they are sentimental," the old man blinked, and then looked at the sky, "Is the new era finally coming?"