The wooden boat of the simple spectrum always flies, and one of them and two demons have never remembered how many roads they have walked, but they have crossed several grasslands and mountains along the way. The injuries all over the body gradually recovered, and the scenery seen on the road was good and bad, the difference was that the people who appreciated it were different, and the feelings were different.

Wang Feng has seen the grasslands or mountains for more than 100 years, but he has never seen those familiar earthen houses. At this time, I just vaguely remember the question of home, although the time is different and different people are different, but the family affection is really similar. When I returned to the wooden boat that day, the seed in my body seemed to sprout, taking root and growing in the sea of knowledge.

Using the divine consciousness as nourishment and sending nutrients to the seed, Wang Feng did not feel any discomfort, and even felt that although this seed absorbed the divine consciousness, it was expanding every time he grew up. One month of cultivating the sea of knowledge has expanded by one percent, and I feel in my heart that this dream is not just as simple as Xiyangzi's mouth. But there is one sentence that says a lot, this is a set of auxiliary exercises. At this time, feeling the benefits of a thousand autumn dreams, Wang Feng was not restrained, relaxed, affectionate, and fell asleep directly.

Knowing that the tiger head was seriously injured, he didn't understand that his cultivation had not recovered, so he had dissolved the power of soul devouring, and now he was sleeping heavily, not recovering his cultivation as soon as possible. Sleeping, in the eyes of cultivators, as long as they successfully build a foundation by practicing qi, they all regard time as important, and they are all thinking about sleeping in their lifetime.

For sleeping, all the monks are not as comfortable as meditating on Sunday, but now they don't want to disturb the boss when he sees him sleeping. Ah Zi looked at Wang Feng, who was asleep, and kept by his side to look at the eldest brother who was not good-looking. But in Ah Zi's eyes, the eldest brother who was asleep and still snoring at this time was the most beautiful man in the world, especially with a childish look after closing his eyes.

At this time, Wang Feng's mind was blank when he fell asleep, which was a feeling he had never felt before. But in your sleep, like an ordinary person, there is not the slightest fluctuation of aura, and no monk is breathing. But at this time, the seed that appeared in the sea of consciousness was growing, and no one noticed this subtle change. Even Wang Feng, who fell asleep at this time, didn't know that Zhihai had changed now, it was still an ethereal Zhihai before, but now where a pond appeared, although it was small, the power in it could not be underestimated.

Wang Feng, who fell asleep at the moment when the pond was formed, began to have a dream, not in the dream, he didn't know the dream in the dream, and the world was only by the body in the blink of an eye. Since appearing in a tree, Wang Feng has gradually awakened, and he can even find the changes in the sea of consciousness at this time. However, Wang Feng did not deliberately prevent all this from happening, but just followed the trend and never interfered in the slightest. The moment I saw the changes around me, I always knew in my heart that I was in a dream.

At this time, Wang Feng tried his best to look towards this world that belonged to him, and he knew very well in his heart that as long as anyone wanted to come up here, he would appear. Because the first tree that appears is the deepest memory in the mind, those who have the deepest memory are not related to the tree. I saw the tree rising with the ground, and the mountain that appeared in front of me was very vague. At this time, how to try to think about this mountain is always so vague, Wang Feng, who gave up, did not think about it, and only a wooden house appeared in the mountain. A pair of elderly people appeared on the side of the wooden house, and Wang Feng smiled in his eyes the moment he walked out of the wooden house.

Only when the two old men instantly turned into middle-aged people, they said, "Little Tiger, come here." ”

Wang Feng started and slowly walked over and hugged him in his arms, leaving light tears in his eyes and said, "Daddy Xiaohu Xiang, I won't leave from today on." Or those bandits don't touch it, they give it whatever they want. Now Xiaohu is very rich, and he has what he wants. ”

The middle-aged couple didn't say a word, but stayed by Wang Feng's side. When I turned around, the village in my memory appeared in front of me, and everyone here was so familiar. At this moment, a familiar woman stepped out of the house, and she was like a fairy, out of place in this simple village. Holding the snow-white little beast in his arms, he walked to Wang Feng's side and said, "Ah Feng, you're back, you see that Xiaobai has grown up a lot." ”

It's just that the woman in front of her is just similar but can't be said to be a person she knows, this woman has Lu Shuangling's lightness and Xiao Yi's closeness. Especially Xiaobai in the woman's arms was just an ordinary mountain beast at this time, Wang Feng walked up to him and said, "I'm back." ”

Ah Zi, who was guarding Wang Feng's side, saw that the eldest brother who was supposed to be asleep had changed now, and at this time, his peaceful face became smiling, and he still said some names from time to time. Ah Zi, who didn't know what was going on, thought that Wang Feng could still go crazy when he slept, but when the tiger head walked in and saw the boss who was in a dream, he couldn't help but say: "The boss is dreaming, it must be a good dream." ”

Wang Feng, who was only laughing, instantly became fierce in the next moment, as if he was killing, and said a name that had never been mentioned before. Ah Zi said: "It was a good dream just now, but now it's a nightmare, what happened to the eldest brother, it's funny to be happy for a while and angry for a while." ”

Tiger Head said with a smile: "Sister, you wake up the boss and ask." ”

Ah Zi, who was interested in Wang Feng's dream, kept shaking the eldest brother who was still asleep, and shouted: "Big brother, wake up what you dreamed of, big brother, big brother." ”

In the dream, he slaughtered everyone like a madman, and returned to the village covered in blood. Now there is no one left, only a woman is still hugging Xiaobai, and there are only one grave after another left in that village. Which woman walked into Wang Feng just as she could, but Ah Zi's voice kept shouting. With a wave of Wang Feng's palm, the woman disappeared, and the entire village disappeared.

Wang Feng, who appeared in the void, was getting farther and farther away, and could only see the mountain, and there was a village in the mountain, and there was a village in the mountain where he still lived. said: "This is my obsession, I have seen it in the heart of the Heavenly Tribulation. I've seen it here again, and it seems that I still can't let it go, so since I can't let it go, I'll stay here. ”

looked at himself and said, "You can accompany them here, and be a good man." ”

Only when he opened his eyes, Wang Feng silently looked at Ah Zi beside him and said, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

Ah Zi said: "It seems that it has been eight days, and I have been laughing all the time a few days ago, especially today, it looks terrible, what happened to the dream, tell Ah Zi." ”

Hearing the eight days in Ah Zi's mouth, Wang Feng suddenly understood a lot. I have lived in the dream for five years, and I must have started to dream after the third day, and the year in the dream is a day in reality. Especially now that the injury is much better, Wang Feng said silently: "What a big dream." ”

The sect with countless monks on the edge of the Nine Flames, that sect came out of thin air from a strange person for more than a hundred years. It is said that the man came out of the legendary ancient battlefield, and the crack in the sky is the entrance to the place. For more than 100 years, this sect has always been overcrowded, and it is not that the sect has countless disciples who have come like a big sect with the appearance of this crack. On the contrary, this sect called the Black Black Sect has slowly withered in a hundred years, not to mention that few young people are willing to join, but I am afraid that it is because they have the courage to enter the Black Black Sect, or they may not have opened the meridians, and the monks outside the sect have been put into the cracks, asking how to enter the way to the ancient battlefield.

Those monks who missed entering that legendary treasure land all had expectations for it, and those monks who came out all ascended to the sky in one step, and brought out many elixirs, magic weapons, and immortal weapons. It's just a pity that there is only a chance once in a thousand years, and I am afraid that I will not have a chance to enter it once in my life, so I can only think that this crack can really enter it, especially at that time, there was also this big demon of the Yuan Infant Mirror who also walked out. Many Yuanying monks who missed the time are also full of thoughts about it, and as long as they can enter it, there is a possibility of breaking through.

After more than 100 years, the Black Black Religion has not prospered as it did back then, and its status is even worse than that of that year. Now, as long as a monk with a sect background dares to enter the Black Black Sect and live calmly, because the major sect tribes have not found a way to enter the ancient battlefield for many years, so that these backs will appear here to mess around, maybe there will be a slight chance. It's just that at the beginning, there were still people in the Black Black Sect who dared to drive away these monks who came to visit, but there were warnings from major forces, and there were several times when the army suppressed the same thing. The Black Black Sect is so insignificant that it can find a way to enter the ancient battlefield, especially since there is only one god master in the sect, and there are only two or three remaining Yuan Babies left, and they have only crossed the tribulation in recent years.

The Black Black Sect, which originally had thousands of disciples, now has only a sect of nearly 100 people, and among them there are not even low-level disciples who practice qi. Most of the foundation building disciples were even more difficult to advance under the interference of more than a hundred years, and Wuqi and the new Yuanying elders could only turn a blind eye to a series of things that happened. I just hope that one day this crack will disappear, but I know very well in my heart that the crack will not disappear in a short period of time by the five demon kings of the demon clan and the masters of the three major tribes and five major sects, and it will be blessed once every twenty years. It's just strange that no one from the Kunwu Sect came three years ago, and in the past few years, it's even more strange that the major sects have paid more and more attention to this smaller and smaller crack, and the Black Black Sect is not as strong as it was back then, and the disciples of the sect are getting fewer and fewer, and they have all disappeared inexplicably. Everyone knew where they were going, but they were only to show the way to the noble monk who had woken up, or to be driven into the chasm and never to get out again.

At this time, in that cave that looked good, whenever I thought of the monk and the demon that appeared from the crack, I felt that I should kill it. Especially after the junior brother Ebony went to chase and kill, he never came back, but when a disciple saw Ebony's magic weapon. Especially in the past hundred years, the Black Black Sect has not been able to migrate from its peak to the present, and the situation that it cannot be confronted has made Wu Qi feel more and more remorse for that person and demon in his heart.

A monk of the Yuan Ying Mirror sat on the top of the mountain and looked at the crack, and said, "Wang Feng, if you are alive for more than a hundred years, go to the Black Black Sect to see how it would become like this if it weren't for you." The master wants you to die, why doesn't he want you to live, as long as he can come again and lead everyone to walk that road through the Black Black Sect, the great tribulation can be passed. But I'm so cold that I want you to be alive, but if you can't get married, you'll die. Alas, as soon as I see the cracks, I think of you as an enemy, and I still don't think about it. ”