The Celestial Master walked lightly to Yu Lan's side, stretched out his right hand, and bent his index finger a little over his head.

There was no other movement, and Yu Lan, who was originally in a coma, slowly opened his eyes, and his divine light was extremely dissipated.

Seeing this, the old heavenly master nodded silently, then withdrew his finger and ordered: "Lingshan, bring the little benefactor to the back hall, and I will personally heal it later."

Wang Ao'an glanced at Yu Lan, who closed his eyes again, nodded yes, and walked to the back hall, when Yanyi wanted to go with him, he was left behind by the old heavenly master.

When Wang Ao'an and Yu Lan left the hall, Zhang Yucheng spoke.

"Donor...... Do you know that this is not the place for you?"

Yan Yi was puzzled, "Heavenly Master, what do you mean?"

"There are some things that you don't need to say, you should know better in your own heart. ”

"You're wrong, I really don't know, I just came with him. ”

Both of them know very well that he is naturally Yu Lan here.

"Since the donor doesn't know why he came, why don't you leave as soon as possible, so that it will be good for you and him. ”

"Heavenly Master, do you know something?"

The old heavenly master shook his head: "Knowing or not, Tao or not, just thinking that you know, it doesn't represent the truth, but you meet at this time, it's really not ripe, do you know that the little brother's illness is caused by you?"

Yanyi said, "You say that, I'm even more confused......."

"Go back, I can give you a ride. ”

When Yan Yi heard this, there was a trace of helplessness on her face, and said: "You are wrong, where I am going, you can't send it, not to mention that when the time comes, you can't keep me even if you want to..."

"Oh, the old man is confused, in this case, the donor will do it himself", turned and walked to the back hall.

Yan Yi was expressionless, standing in place, watching the old heavenly master leave.

"Master!", Wang Ao'an saw the old heavenly master coming and saluted.

Zhang Yucheng waved his hand lightly, "Go!"

When Wang Ao'an heard this, he said yes and withdrew from the back hall.

Zhang Yucheng looked down at Yu Lan, who was lying quietly on the ground, and sighed: "It seems that it can only be like this."

As he spoke, Zhang Yucheng sat down cross-legged on the spot, pinched the Sanqing seal on his chest with his left hand, and said something in his mouth.

......

The sleeping Yu Lan is in a different situation.

The sky here is blue and cloudless, with six golden suns of different sizes hanging in different directions in the sky, and even during the day, you can faintly see the stars in the sky.

Just as Yu Lan was stunned by the strange scene in front of him, a deafening roar suddenly sounded in his ears, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, but it was a huge white dragon, which was entrenched in the nearby gray stone mountain and looked at him.

Yu Lan subconsciously took a step back, but his feet were empty, and when he looked down, it was an abyss.

Yu Lan couldn't help but be startled, desperately trying to grab something to regain his footing, but found that his hands and feet had turned into golden claws that were not under his control, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't grasp anything.

At this time, he realized that he had turned into a golden dragon with a height of 100 meters, and fell weakly into the abyss.

At this moment, a white chain flashed in front of Yu Lan's eyes, and then something dragged his body, and the falling momentum suddenly stopped, and slowly rose.

Looking down, it was the white dragon from before that it was under the golden dragon's abdomen, using her back to twist her body and drag her huge body upward.

Soon, the golden dragon was lifted by the white dragon to the top of a relatively spacious mountain peak nearby and landed smoothly.

The white dragon put the golden dragon away, circled him around him twice, and after letting out a few short roars at him, his body contracted slightly, and then his five claws flew up into the air, soaring upward.

The golden dragon immediately understood that the white dragon seemed to be telling him the skill of flying in the air, so he learned it and tried it.

Once, twice, three times, all in failure.

However, the golden dragon was not discouraged by this, but became more and more courageous, and tried again and again under the tireless guidance of the white dragon, and I don't know how long it took, until the 598th time he finally succeeded in flying .......

The golden dragon's mouth let out an extremely pleasant chirp, and gradually kept up with the rhythm of the white dragon, sometimes side by side, sometimes circling, sometimes chasing, swimming in this vast world.

I don't know how long it took, a dazzling and brilliant Xuanhuang light suddenly lit up from the junction of heaven and earth, and quickly swept in the direction of the golden dragon that Yu Lan had transformed.

Seeing this, Yu Lan and Bai Long were immediately shocked, and flew desperately, thinking of escaping from the reach of the Xuanhuang light, but to no avail, they were shrouded in a blink of an eye.

......

meanwhile

Yu Lan, who was in the back hall of the Patriarch's Palace, had a slender yellow filament on his head, flashing with dazzling light, like a seaweed, swaying with the waves, swaying from side to side.

The Old Heavenly Master squinted his eyes slightly and stared at every change of the Xuanhuang Light Silk, and a fist-sized two-color ball of light in the shape of a yin and yang fish dragged in the palm of his right hand echoed with the light on the Xuanhuang Light Silk, but the rhythm did not fully match.

Suddenly, the light on the filament suddenly burst into bloom, and the swinging momentum also came to an abrupt end, and it stood straight on the top of Yu Lan's head.

The Heavenly Master seized this moment, opened his eyes violently, and the spells in his mouth were repeated, and the two-colored ball flew towards the top of Yu Lan's head with a bright light, and disappeared into it in a flash.

The next moment, the light filament on the top of Yu Lan's head instantly swelled to the thickness of his arm, and disappeared into the top of his head in a flash.

Immediately afterward, every inch of skin on Yu Lan's body turned into a dark yellow color at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it disappeared at the moment when the change in his whole body was completed, as if it had never appeared.

Old Heavenly Master, looking at it with his spiritual eyes, saw that Yu Lan's body was wrapped in a thin layer of dark yellow gas, and then slowly let go of the Dharma seal in his hand.

"Disciple Zhang Yucheng, meet the Taoist Ancestor Heavenly Master", the old Heavenly Master, got up and turned into kneeling, looked respectful, bowed and bowed, and was reluctant to get up for a long time.

In another world filled with yellow light, Yu Lan watched the white dragon gradually turn into colorful fluorescent light and dissipate in the air, but he couldn't do anything.

Because at this time, he was also facing the same situation, and gradually dissipated in the endless light.

Colorful fireflies!

This unfamiliar name, like an imprint that has been imprinted in his heart for thousands of years, slowly emerged in Yu Lan's mind, and an inexplicable sadness arose spontaneously in his heart.

Yu Lan, who was lying on the ground, moved his fingers slightly, and two lines of hot tears quietly flowed from the corners of his eyes.

At this time, Heavenly Master Zhang Yucheng also got up slowly, and his old face showed a little tiredness, "Ancestor, in the future, please forgive the disciple for being rude."