In a daze, Jingwen felt a figure staring at him, and after a while, he hurriedly left.

I don't know how long it took for someone to come to his side again.

A faint voice began to sound in Jingwen's ears, and then the voice gradually became clearer, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Jingwen, wake up, wake up. ”

Jingwen heard someone shouting his name, he woke up slowly, slowly opened his eyes, and was in a trance.

Maybe because he was just sober, he felt a little hazy around him, and he couldn't really see it.

"Jingwen, you're awake, it's great. ”

"You've been passing out for a day, and we've all been scared, but luckily, you're finally sober. A soft voice came into Jing Wen's ears.

He looked around and found himself lying in the stone house, the place Jing Wen was familiar with.

In the stone house, there were people standing there, including Fu Beiyu, Qin Feng, Hu Ding, Liu Dong, Huang Lei and Yu Xia, six of them were all in the same family, and even Senior Brother Zhang Feng was among them.

It was Fu Beiyu who cared about him just now, she was standing at the head of her bed, looking at Jingwen with a smile in her eyes.

"What's going on, why am I here?" Jingwen shook his head vigorously and asked.

At this point, he felt his head unusually groggy.

"Jingwen, have you forgotten? Yesterday, when you were challenging the pressure field, you suddenly couldn't hold on and fell to the ground.

We sent you back, and Senior Brother Zhang checked on you and said that you were fine, but you hadn't woken up for a long time, and we were all a little worried. Fu Bottled Yu explained.

Jingwen listened to Fu Beiyu's narration, and looked at the others again, Qin Feng and the others also nodded towards him, affirming what Fu Beiyu said.

"Since you're awake, I'll go first, and remember to do what I can. At this time, Senior Brother Zhang Feng saw that Jingwen was already awake and had many fellow disciples to take care of him, so he left with a few words of advice.

"But I remember that I reached the depths of the pressure field, and I also saw a white jade box. Jingwen tried hard to recall, looked at Fu Beiyu suspiciously, and said seriously.

It's just that as soon as he tried to remember, his head became even more dizzy.

"Jingwen, you should be under too much pressure, misremember. It doesn't matter, just a few more days of rest. Fu Bottled Rain comforted Jingwen and said.

Jingwen's head was still very heavy, and his spirit was also a little trance, and he saw that everyone agreed with Fu Beiyu's statement, so he didn't ask any more questions.

He looked at the crowd and the stone house in front of him again. The stone house is still the same as before, and the senior brothers and sisters are still the same as before, but he always feels that something is wrong in his heart.

"Maybe I just woke up, and my mind is not particularly clear. Jingwen said secretly in his heart.

It wasn't long before his head grew heavier and heavier, and he began to feel sleepy.

"Okay, since Jingwen has woken up, let's go out first, don't disturb him to rest, put a bowl of porridge on the table, you can drink it later." After Fu Beiyu finished speaking, he and a few people exited the stone house.

Jingwen didn't feel hungry, but thought that he had been in a coma for a day, so he got up and drank the porridge on the table.

After clearing the porridge, Jingwen felt a little less flavorful, not as delicious as before.

After eating the porridge, Jingwen became more and more sleepy, he lay back on the bed and fell asleep.

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In the early morning, Jingwen woke up early, no longer as groggy as he was the day he first woke up, and he didn't feel the discomfort when he first woke up.

Jingwen pushed open the stone house and found that everyone was actually in the courtyard, waiting for him to have breakfast together, he was very surprised and a little happy.

Since Jingwen's soul power cultivation stagnated, they haven't eaten or chatted together for three years.

Only he and Fu Beiyu are still often together, talking and laughing. Some of the others were estranged, while others had been busy cultivating and rarely saw each other.

In the past three years, Jingwen has sometimes missed the days when everyone got together.

Today, everyone is sitting together again, and he is very happy.

It's just that there is no morning glow today, there is no warm sunshine, and there is a little less breeze, which is a little unbeautiful, he thought to himself.

Jingwen returned to his old life, and every day he would still blow the mountain breeze, look at the gray sky, and then follow the path to the small bamboo forest.

In the years in the mountains, he still practiced hard.

After that day, everyone returned to the way they had been when they first went up the mountain, and they would gather together to talk and laugh during meals.

Time is like water, and a month flows slowly like this.

This morning.

"I've broken through! I've broken through! I've broken through!" In the courtyard of the low mountain, there was an excited cry, venting the inner depression and indescribable joy.

Soon after, everyone gathered in the courtyard again.

After more than four years, Jingwen finally broke through to the fourth level of the Soul Attraction Realm, and he was extremely excited, and at this moment everyone was listening to him tell the joy in his heart.

Everyone was happy for him and congratulated him happily.

Afternoon.

Senior Brother Zhang also rushed over when he heard the news and congratulated him, hoping that he would make persistent efforts and his soul power level would be able to catch up.

A few days later, the head of the sect also learned the news of his breakthrough in soul power, summoned Jingwen, and gave him some encouragement.

Since the breakthrough of soul power, Jingwen's soul power cultivation has been flat and moving forward rapidly, he has swept away his previous low mood, his face is full of smiles, and his cultivation has become more diligent.

His wish to leave a name for the Qianlong Tablet was rekindled.

In the blink of an eye, spring goes to autumn.

Nine months flew by.

He finally broke through the tenth layer of the Soul Attraction Realm and successfully entered the initial realm, but it was a pity that there was still no sunlight today, and the sky was still gray.

Senior Brother Zhang led Jingwen, and in the envious and admiring eyes of the disciples, the head personally engraved his name on the Qianlong Stele, Jingwen worked hard for four years and ten months, and his name finally appeared on the Qianlong Stele.

The number of days is two days earlier than the head of the house, ranking 69th, and the line of large characters on the stone tablet is vivid.

Jingwen realm broke through, and the head rewarded him with a flying boat, and passed on his flying boat control method.

He returned to the stone house surrounded by a crowd of people, feeling a little happy and a little proud.

Time flies.

At the end of the fourth year, as scheduled, the year-end assessment will begin in a few days.

A few days ago, Fu Beiyu also broke through, and her name was also left on the Qianlong Stone, and Jingwen was very happy for her.

Everything seems to have changed back to the beginning, but in his heart, Fu Beiyu is still his best friend, because she has accompanied him through the most difficult days.

The assessment is approaching, Jing Wen is looking forward to it, he has already proved himself to the sect, but he still wants to win the first place once, even once.

At the end of the year, it is not surprising that Jingwen won the first place with the highest cultivation.

After that, he went to the third floor again with many fellow doors, challenging the pressure field, this time Jingwen successfully broke into the deepest depths, he saw a cyan flying sword, the sword body was engraved with three cyan lotus flowers, he loved it very much.

After the assessment, he and Fu Beiyu asked the sect for instructions to go down the mountain and were allowed.

Jingwen carried Fu Bottled Rain and flew towards Qingshi Town in a flying boat.

A few hours later, they passed by the Yangliu Pavilion, and he glanced at it from afar.

He remembered the scene when he first saw Mu Qingfeng five years ago, and he felt some emotion in his heart.

He glanced back at Fu Bottle, but she didn't react at this time, Jingwen shook his head, wondering if he was too sentimental.

Soon, the flying boat stopped outside Bluestone Town.

Fu Beiyu said goodbye to Jingwen, and Fu Beiyu returned to the family alone. Jingwen opened his mouth and called her, he wanted to take her home as a guest.

It's just that Fu Beiyu turned around and left, as if she didn't hear Jingwen staying behind her.

Jing Wen was slightly surprised, it stands to reason that both of them are soul cultivators, and their hearing is far beyond ordinary people, so they should be able to hear.

He thought about it, maybe she was homesick too.

Five years ago, Jingwen left Qingshi Town and went to the Western Ancient Sect to practice, and it has been five full years.

At this time, he stood outside the town, feeling a little apprehensive for no reason, in the days of the cultivation of the Western Ancient Sect, he often missed the town, missed the beef in the wine shop, and missed the meat buns of the old Wang family.

What I miss most is the delicious meals cooked by my mother and the time I spent playing with my father.

Hometown timidity, maybe this is Jingwen's mood at the moment.

Jingwen stopped outside the town for a moment, and then strode into the town, he saw many familiar faces, but for some reason, their faces were so familiar, but they felt so blurry.

Maybe he hasn't returned for a long time, Jingwen guessed.

The people in the town seem to have forgotten him, he passed by his favorite steamed bun shop five years ago, and the owner of the steamed bun shop has changed and does not know him.

He stepped forward and wanted to buy two buns and taste the old taste. But finding that he was penniless, he was suddenly a little embarrassed, and thought that there were still some human soul stones in his storage bag.

He reached out and took out a human soul stone, and his hand was less cool than before, he was a little strange, but he didn't care too much.

A human soul stone can be exchanged for a large sum of money in the mortal world, but unfortunately, the remote bluestone town cannot be replaced at all, so it can only be exchanged in the county town in the future.

Jingwen left helplessly, dispelling the idea of trying steamed buns, Shanshanran left, and walked slowly in the direction of home.

He passed by his uncle's liquor shop, remembered the scene where he used to help here, and later met Uncle Zhang, so he was able to embark on the path of cultivation.

He wanted to say hello to his uncle, but when he walked to the door of the wine store, he found that his uncle was not in the store, and the new guy didn't know him, so he left with some emotion.

In five years, the town has changed a lot, he thought.

After walking a few steps, I saw my own cloth shop, but unfortunately the door of the store was closed, and my parents were not among them.

About to see his parents, Jingwen's mood has a slight ups and downs, five years have passed, I don't know how my parents are doing, but I miss their son.

Jing Wen was thinking.

Suddenly, a black figure rushed out of his house, extremely fast, and disappeared from Jingwen's field of vision in a blink of an eye.

Jingwen's heart jumped for no reason, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose, and he immediately rushed home to find that the door of his house had been opened, and the house was empty and empty.