After Xiao Luo woke up, the two did not stay in the cave any longer.

In fact, Xiao Luo's sudden dream was not long, and it was only a moment after waking up.

But......

When I stepped out of the cave again, everything in front of me felt a little different.

Halfway up the mountain, where the cave is located, you can see a barren river.

Gravel and dust were everywhere, and clumps of weeds with yellow weeds grew in the dry soil. The small streams of water do not merge into a magnificent river, but instead divide the vast land in front of them into pieces one by one, and where the water is slightly more abundant, there are green-looking aquatic plants and duckweeds, and occasionally two waterfowl fly by, and the low chirping echoes in the empty silence.

Xiao Luo unconsciously raised his hand and pressed his chest.

I don't know if it's holding down the heart that seems to be pressing, or the pendant of the Kungo knife that hangs down in the heart.

His face was a little obscure, and his eyes were dark and discernible in his eyes.

Xue Yun noticed the movement of his chest and noticed his expression gradually falling silent, and his heart was a little panicked, and he couldn't help but take a step forward and take his hand from behind.

Stiff, cold.

The moment he held it, Xue Yun even shook unconsciously.

"Xiao Luo. ”

Xiao Luo came back to his senses after a slow beat, and turned his head to look at Xue Yuan.

His expression had not yet eased, with a cold hatred that Xue Yu had never seen before.

"Xiao Luo. Xue Yun held his right hand with both hands, used two more points of strength, and tried to warm his cold palm with the temperature of his palm: "Xiao Luo, you look at me." ”

There was a slight tremor in Xue Yuan's voice that was not difficult to detect.

Xiao Luo's eyes slowly changed, and Xue Yuan's appearance was gradually reflected in the pupils of his eyes.

"The obsession on the Kunwu knife belongs to its previous owner. But Xiao Luo, you're just Xiao Luo. ”

Xiao Luo's eyebrows moved, and he slowly closed his eyes under Xue Yun's gaze, let out a long breath, and sighed with a smile after a while:

"Right...... No matter who this obsession is, and what it has to do with me, but ...... It's not mine, it doesn't make sense, let it sway me. ”

After saying this, Xiao Luo opened his eyes, and Xue Yuan's worried heart was finally completely let go.

His eyes returned to their former sparkleness, their former softness.

Xue Yun breathed a sigh of relief, and the next moment he was pulled into his arms by the person in front of him and hugged him tightly.

She felt the tightness on her back almost like she had never felt before, and after a startle, she slowly relaxed and pressed her head against his shoulder.

Xiao Luo lowered his head slightly, took a deep breath, felt the familiar temperature and familiar aroma of the person in his arms, and the lingering depression and dull pain in his heart finally eased a little.

He's Xiao Luo, just Xiao Luo.

......

"This piece should be the mountain gate I just saw in my dream. ”

After calming down, the two stood at the entrance of the cave, Xiao Luo pointed to the barren plain in front of him, and said to Xue Yuan.

"Here?" Xue Yun was really surprised, and his eyes widened to look in front of him...... It can almost be regarded as a piece that is a little better than the yellow sand desert: "Aren't you, the mountain gate you saw in your dream, the green peaks into the clouds, majestic and magnificent?"

Xiao Luo frowned and nodded: "Indeed." ”

Xue Yun thought for a moment in silence, still a little hesitant: "If it is according to that story...... It used to be the top force in Megatron Yuanshu and even the entire Kyushu, even if it was destroyed, how could it be ......"

“...... How long has it been?"

"Huh?"

"How many years has it been since the story of Yuanzhou?"

"Whoever can come up with this story only knows that it is passed down from the ancestors, when did it start, where did it start, and where can I still remember it?" Xue Yun shook his head slightly, paused after finishing, and looked up at Xiao Luo: "Do you think there will be a ...... in front of you?" It's because it's been too long and the vicissitudes of life have changed, so it's ......"

Xiao Luo pursed his lips and was silent without words.

“...... There used to be such a grand sect in Kyushu, but now no one knows about it, if it really is...... Because it has been too long to be forgotten by people, can it ...... The Kyushu catastrophe 7,000 years ago, the salvation exploits of the four great families can still be sung to this day, and their influence is still there. Is it possible that this sect will be destroyed, and it will be longer than seven thousand years?"

That...... The bamboo forest in the valley of the Streamer Grass Mountain Range, the nameless cave behind them, the phantom turned into the obsession of Kunwu Dao, the two people Xiao Luo saw in his dream...... How long ago was it again?

If this is the case, what is their relationship with Xiao Luo?

Xue Yun had previously thought that the pair of men and women might be Xiao Luo's biological parents.

Xiao Luo glanced at Xue Yuan, lowered his eyes and didn't have anything.

In addition to time, there is another way in this world that people can "forget".

If someone doesn't want to be remembered, if the ability of this "someone" is strong enough and big, if ......

What can't be done?

After all, except for the uncertain biography, and Xiao Luo's vague and endless short-term dream, there are no more clues to corroborate, any conjecture can only be conjecture now, and it is useless to think too much, so Xue Yun quickly put it down.

It's just that......

Looking at the vast but barren wasteland in front of him, Xue Yun sighed:

"Even if this was really the mountain gate station of the sect in the story, what it looks like now...... I'm afraid there aren't any remaining clues, right?"

“...... Well, no. Xiao Luo squinted, not sure whether he was looking at the wasteland in front of him, or looking at something in the mist in front of him: "It's been ...... a long time ago There is nothing left. ”

"Xiao Luo?"

Here, even if it was much better, Xiao Luo was obviously still very affected by the remnants of the Kunwu knife.

Xiao Luo turned his head and smiled at Xue Yuan: "Don't worry, it's also a good thing." At least...... Vague and vague, know more about something, so that we don't have a clue and take a detour. ”

......

This wasteland, where there is nothing left, is the central hinterland of Wonju from the point of view.

If only in terms of scope, such a vastness can be detached from the scene of the sect that may have been in the past.

Since there was nothing left, the two of them didn't stay longer, discussed it, and set off to continue the South School

I just got another fragment of the Kunwu knife from the cave, thinking of the situation in the Streamer Grass Mountain Range, although the cluster did not appear as abnormal as the Streamer Grass Mountain Range, and there was no trace of the golden Nine Wells Origin Power, just in case, the two of them still took out the shuttle and left quickly.

The fragments of the Kunwu Sword merged into the body, which was also very beneficial to Xiao Luo, the master of the Kunwu Sword, and not long after he entered the Jindan, his realm was a little loosened at this time.

But now is not the time to retreat.

On the shuttle, Xue Yun and Xiao Luo asked:

"Xiao Luo, you ...... Ordinary people who have lived for generations above Wonju vaguely remember some of the ...... that once existed Sectarian things, that ......"

"Do you want the Tang family?"

"Hmm. Fang Ye's Tang family used to be the Yuanzhou Tang family, one of the nine families that have been sticking to Yuanzhou Jiujing for generations, and it was seven thousand years ago...... He moved to Mianzhou after the catastrophe. If according to our previous guess, the affairs of that sect are really as far back as seven thousand years ago, then the Tang family, which was still rooted in Yuanzhou at that time, would they know more than these ordinary Yuanzhou people?"

“...... If you have a chance in the future, you can meet Tang Wei again...... Or Tang Ling, you can try to ask. ”

"Hmm. ”

Xue Yun also knew that this could only wait for the opportunity in the future, and even if he could meet it again in the future, he would have to be cautious when asking. In fact, they are not familiar with the people of the Tang family, Tang Wei and Tang Ling, even if they have the relationship of a rich mother-in-law......

Rashly asked, if there is really anything, I am afraid that it will startle the snake.

"I'm more curious about the other than this. ”

Xue Yun also paused slightly when he heard Xiao Luo say this: "...... Are you Yuanzhou Jiujing?"

"yes. Seven thousand years ago, after the Tang family left Yuanzhou, the nine wells of Yuanzhou ...... What's going on now? But there's still someone guarding it?"

“...... Also, even if the nine wells of Yuanzhou guarded by the Tang family were destroyed during the catastrophe seven thousand years ago, the nine wells that can be regenerated and restored will definitely reappear on Yuanzhou even if they are no longer in place. The people of the Tang family...... Why do you want to leave Wonju and abandon the nine wells in Wonju?"

These questions are probably not answered by anyone except the Tang family.

......

After speeding south on the shuttle for a while, when the two of them vaguely saw the appearance of the town, they found a remote place and fell far away, tidied up, and headed for the town.

In front of it, it is rare to have a city with a name, called Dingyuan City.

Compared with Peiyuan City in the north of Yuanzhou, Dingyuan City is obviously a little more popular, and many monks with cultivation can be seen among the pedestrians.

It's just that......

The atmosphere in the city was a little tighter than Peiyuan City and many towns they passed through along the way.

It's even a little bit, a feeling in Midstate.

When entering the city, there were even monks guarding the gates, and they had to record the identities and names of the two of them, which had never been encountered in other towns in Wonju. After leaving two records of Jindan scattered cultivation, when Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan stepped into Dingyuan City, although they did not show it on their faces, they were a little more cautious in their hearts than when they were in other places.

Soon, Xue Yuan's doubts were answered.

In Dingyuan City, there are people from the Feng family!

Although it was only a flash, but the identity jade plate engraved with the word "Feng", Xue Yuan would never admit it.

Glancing at the direction where the monk with the jade plate on his waist passed by and left in a hurry, Xue Yuan's heart tightened, but he forcibly calmly took Xiao Luo's arm, chatted in a low voice all the way, and went to the teahouse on another street.

The monk with the jade plaque of the Feng family's identity on his waist walked out of the building that looked like a restaurant on the next street and hurried towards the city gate.

After sitting down in the teahouse, Xue Yun did not sit opposite Xiao Luo, but sat beside him, leaning sideways on his shoulder, looking very intimate.

When the people who came and went saw it, they also regarded it as a lover who traveled together, and they were not too surprised.

I don't think it's a husband and wife, but it's because Xue Yun is still a girl's bun.

Xue Yun rarely "threw herself into her arms" in front of others, although she knew that she had other thoughts and purposes, Xiao Luo still hooked the corners of her mouth and reached out to wrap her waist from behind, hugging her a little tighter.

Xue Yuan is like this, it is indeed for a purpose.

After entering Jindan and cultivating to improve, in fact, Xue Yun and Xiao Luo already have the ability to communicate with their divine senses.

If there is no special magic weapon to investigate, and there is no high-level monk who pays special attention, and only communicates with someone's divine consciousness guided by spiritual power, it will not be heard and known by a third party, and it can save the effort of arranging a soundproof formation enchantment.

It's just that Xue Yu has only entered the Golden Pill, and he hasn't even been familiar with all the spells in the Golden Pill Period, and he hasn't thought about the matter of Divine Consciousness Transmission before. In addition, sometimes the transmission has been transmitted for a long time, or the distance is too far, in fact, the spiritual power consumed will be more than arranging an enchantment, and the two of them have really never encountered a situation where they urgently need to communicate secretly in the crowd along the way, so they only remembered it for the first time at this time.

Xue Yun leaned on Xiao Luo's shoulder at this time, and his body touched, which reduced the fluctuation of spiritual power when communicating and transmitting to the greatest extent, and tried not to let others notice it as much as possible.

The next moment Xiao Luo felt Xue Yuan's spiritual power infect his arm, a somewhat muffled voice sounded in his head.

On the way, I saw the identity jade plate of the Feng family. ’

Xiao Luo picked up the teapot on the table with his other hand as if nothing happened, and added a cup to Xue Yuan:

'The one who went out of the city to talk about the foundation monk?'

He did feel the abnormality of Xue Yuan's body tense as the man passed by.

'Yes. The Feng family's identity jade plate was hidden under the hem of the clothes, and when I passed by, I glanced at it, and I wouldn't admit it. ’

‘...... From that restaurant?'

'Well, I think that person just now looks like ...... He was ordered to do something, so there should still be people in the restaurant. ’

Xiao Luo turned his head sideways and naturally rubbed Xue Yuan's sideburns:

'Even if it is an ordinary clansman from the side branch, as long as they hang the identity jade plate of the Feng family, they can walk outside...... The only people who can summon this kind of person should be those who are higher in the Feng family, or the children of the descendants. ’

Feng Xue Li Tang, the Feng family is now the number one family among the four major families in Kyushu, and it is not an exaggeration to call it the first force in Kyushu.

Xue Yuan's voice in Xiao Luo's mind sighed slightly, with doubts and solemnity:

'Yuanzhou is so desolate and barren, and the aura is very thin, what are the high-ranking descendants of the Feng family suddenly doing here?'

'I'm afraid it's not sudden. Xiao Luo calmly picked up his teacup, put it to his lips and took a sip: "I felt strange when I first entered the city, but now that I think about it, the atmosphere in the city is not like the result of just a few days, but it is self-contained, and people have long been accustomed to chatting. ’

Xue Yun easily held back the brows that subconsciously wanted to wrinkle, but his heart was even heavier:

'If that's the case, what is there in this Dingyuan City in Yuanzhou that is worthy of the Feng family's descendants to stay here for a long time?'