The first time the blood demon saw the artistic conception of the wind wing, she had analyzed its artistic conception before and it must be extraordinary, and sure enough, now it seems to be really powerful, it turns out that the artistic conception of the wind wing is ahead of the comprehension, and the artistic conception of the wind is formed!

The artistic conception of the wind wing descended on Li Jian's body, which was different from his previous battles, this wind wing did not use a sword, did not use a fist, or even a powerful soul power, but just immersed you in his artistic conception, a few days later, a few months later...... Forgetting the process of passing, like the time in the void, there is no end, there is no end, there is no end, there is only two bodies sitting under the wind chimes.

Here, there is a dark nothingness, there are no living beings, there is no everything, and the existence of dead silence is black and long.

In this void, there was a dim blood color, the blood color revealed the golden light, enveloping it into a circle of light, in that circle of light, Li Jian's body collapsed on a large scale, slowly turning into a trace of dust and flying, this feeling was very real, making Li Jian really feel critical.

But between his eyebrows, there was a cloud of colorful light, and the seven colors began to repair his body when Li Jian's body collapsed to a certain extent, and he seemed to have become an immortal body because of this colorful body, even after Li Jian was hit hard, there was no other protection, and this colorful color still became the bottom line of repair that he adhered to.

Next to him, the elegant man had his eyes closed, his face was like ashes, and there was no injury on his body, but he just didn't wake up, his name was Wind Wing, and he didn't know why the two of them could meet here, in this endless darkness, and he didn't know when it was a head.

This blood-colored aperture, the colorful light in the center of the eyebrows, softly enveloped the two of them, Li Jian struggled to open his eyes, he didn't know how long he had been asleep, but he understood that his awakening was only a moment.

In the bitterness, Li Jian saw the unconscious Feng Yi beside him, his eyes showed softness, he didn't know why he knew this person called Feng Yi, why the two were together, he just thought that this person needed his own help, and he could also benefit because of him, he sighed lightly He reluctantly raised his right hand and waved it several times in front of him, and then opened a Qiankun bag.

The three longevity pine cones flew out, and when he sucked them, the three longevity pine cones finally turned into three rays of light, and melted into Li Jian's mouth with that huge unimaginable life force.

Li Jian's eyes, revealing the last of his life, and the white-robed wind wings contact, he felt that his vitality was passing quickly, if he did not replenish, he would face life and death danger, and all this was done unconsciously by him, the vitality was taken away, making him very tired, and then grabbed three longevity pine cones again, and held three drops of clear green liquid droplets in his hand, he raised his index finger tiredly, and gently fell on the eyebrows of the wind wing.

Wind Wing's eyebrows erupted into three brilliant greens, and the look on the pale Wind Wing Beam then slowly recovered its blood color, and after Li Jian continuously replenished the Shou Yuan of the two, he could no longer hold Wind Wing to fall asleep together.

Dream back to a thousand years...... In that dream, he began a series of fantastical journeys.

The morning sun, softly sprinkled on the earth, the sky is dark, wisps of cirrus clouds like feathers, spread out on the sky, by the sun, at the beginning of the day, faintly revealed the orange-red light, from a distance, a dream

Phantom Color.

The sound of barking dogs and the smoke that curled into the air wafted out from the inn next to the official road, blending into the world, making this beautiful picture faintly contaminated with the breath of mortal dust, but it would not make people feel abrupt, as it should be.

The dogs raised by the store were playing with each other, running around the official road, their tails swaying with their bodies, and they seemed to have the meaning of the earth's creatures.

But after a while, the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground came from a distance, but I saw a piece of dust at the end of the official road lifted, turned into dust and mist, and in the flying dust, several horses galloped, and on the back of the horses sat several big men in brocade robes, all with serious expressions, and roared away.

As they approached, the dogs on the official road whimpered, avoiding both sides one after another, so that the horses were far away from the wind.

Xu is the sound of the horse's hooves is too urgent, and when it passes in front of the inn, the ground trembles, and it makes the inn next to the official road seem to tremble faintly with the ground.

This inn is very simple, as if it has gone through a long time, trembling everywhere, there is a burst of creaking sounds that seem unbearable, in this sound is flat, there is an exclamation from the guest room on the second floor in the inn.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, the old man's store has been here for hundreds of years, and every time the horse rushes over, it will be like this, and it can't collapse. An old voice echoed in the inn, but in the corner of the hall, there sat an old man in a coarse cloth shirt, who held a cigarette gun in his hand, and after taking a puff, he said leisurely.

Across from him, the guy from last night, pouted, put a towel over his shoulder, and carried a boiling kettle on his side, and staggered upstairs to bring hot water to the guests in each room.

At this time, in the last room on the right side of the second floor, there was a young man in kimono lying on the bed of the house, and the whole room was filled with the smell of alcohol.

In the sound of horses' hooves whistling past and the room trembling slightly, the young man slowly opened his sparse eyes, got up, pinched his forehead with his right hand, and looked around blankly.

"Alas, the cup is wrong, the cup is wrong...... Why did you drink so much wine...... "This young man looks about ten years old, with a slender body, an ordinary appearance, and a fierce spirit.

He smiled bitterly at the moment, his head hurt, he leaned on the bed wall on the side, staggered to the table in dizziness, poured a cup of herbal tea and drank it, and then he felt slightly better.

"It seems that in the future, you must remember, don't get drunk, you were almost unconscious last night, if you meet a bad person, you lose your money, if you are killed, you ...... killed", the young man sighed and drank a few cups of herbal tea again.

At that moment, there was a knock outside the door, followed by the man's voice.

"Hot water, do you want it. “

The young man hurriedly got up, Xu was so violent that his head became dizzy again, and he barely spoke.

"Come in. ”

The door creaked open, and the man walked in with the kettle, and after filling the basin with hot water, he looked back at the young man and laughed.

"I've been a buddy here for three years, and I've never seen anyone drink my home-brewed wine, and you're so powerful that you've drunk both of us, and you've been drunk yesterday

No matter how you push it at night, I will carry you here to rest, your brother is too drunk, I heard that the officials in the capital, each of them is a thousand cups, you are even more powerful than them. ”

The young man's face was slightly red, his eyes showed gratitude, he got up and hugged his fist at the guy, and said with a smile: "Thank you brother Tai for taking care of me, Li Mou somehow, it's easy to drink more when you drink, and it's hard to get drunk, I didn't expect to lose face with you." ”

The guy grinned, carried the kettle before leaving, looked at the young man with a playful look of abuse and said: "You are a stonemason who went to the capital to catch the exam, last night he pulled me and kept saying that you had a dream, in the dream you became a soul cultivator, you can fly to the sky, a flying sword can kill people for thousands of miles, haha, what you said is also interesting, talk to me again when you have time, it's fun." ”

As he spoke, the young man walked out with a good-natured laugh, and the young man's face was flushed, and he shook his head with a wry smile, and after the fellow had left, he went to the basin and washed his face with hot water, washing away a lot of the drunkenness of last night.

Pushing open the window of the guest room, along with the bright sunshine, there was a cool wind, which blew on his face, which was very comfortable, and made the young man let out a long breath.

"After I got drunk last night, I really had a dream, this dream was very strange, and I didn't forget it at all when I woke up......," the young man stood by the window, looking out, muttering to himself.

"The dream was so real that it was almost indistinguishable...... Actually, I accidentally crossed into this world two years ago...... , Hehe, it's also interesting, but this dream doesn't seem to be finished, I just remember that I joined a cultivation sect called Jiyan Sect, and there is no one behind. ”

"Extreme Flame Sect...... ,In this world,How can there be such a sect?,And where does the soul cultivation come from,I'm just a stonemason.,I just hope to be able to get the title of master craftsman in this exam.,From then on, when you go out to do the work of a stonemason for others.,The salary can be higher.,If you can be favored by the Qingyun Royal Stone Carving Academy.,I believe that the future is promising.,Maybe you can reach the realm of the craftsman god.,Then you will definitely be able to get the emperor's edict.,I don't believe in the power of ghosts and gods.,Most of them are rumors to fool the people.。 The young man shook his head, turned to look at the teacup on the table behind him, and suddenly became a boy, raised his right hand, pinched out the seal according to the way he remembered, and pointed to the teacup.

"Broken!" The young man laughed and pointed away, The teacup was motionless, calmly placed there, the young man laughed again, and said to himself: "This soul skill called Broken Stone Finger is very interesting, if I have this hand, I will not need others to do the work of a rough craftsman in the future, just point down, the stone will become the size I want, and then the carving and polishing will be much faster." ”

After playing, the young man put away his thoughts, counted his clothes, silver taels, dry food, clothes, and his own stonemason tools, small hammers, medium hammers, sledgehammers, steel drills, chisels, chisels, and some painting tools, and then carefully cleaned the room, and after the wine in the house was blown away, and changed into a clean shirt, he put the bamboo row tools on his back and walked out of the room.

He is very smart, but his temperament is very simple, a young man who grew up in the mountains, this is the first time to go out of the house, under the kind gaze of his parents, in that earnest advice, out of the mountain village, like a fledgling grows up, to spread its wings and fly.