After a long silence, Liu Shen looked at Jiang Xuan and wondered, "Could it be that you have learned something in my world that has not been recorded in ancient history?" ”

"The era of the emperor's fall is an era of the emperor's fall," Yang Xuan's eyes were deep, and he said slowly, "The faint footprints on the dam were left by the emperor. ”

"What?" Liu Shen's beautiful eyes shrank suddenly, revealing an incredible look

In the Immortal Gu Era, she had been to the Boundary Sea, and she naturally felt the faint footprints. She once thought about what kind of loneliness and helplessness the people who left footprints were at that time, so that they could leave such traces of loneliness that show eternity.

Now Yang Xuan told him that the person with the footprints was the legendary "emperor", and what shocked him even more was that the "emperor" had fallen.

What earth-shattering events happened in the era of the emperor's fall, which would make an "emperor" fall?

Where did the "emperor" go?

"Did he cross the boundary sea and reach the other side of the boundary sea?"

Ryujin lowered his eyes and speculated to himself.

She even suspected that the Emperor's fall had something to do with the Dark Turmoil.

"Okay, it's time to go to Wuzhuang Temple" Yang Xuan shook his head and reminded lightly, "After cultivating in the dojo of Zhenyuanzi Daxian for so long, it's time to go and thank others." ”

After speaking, Yang Xuan turned into a white rainbow and swept towards the halfway up the mountain.

"It's that I'm thinking too much."

Liu Shen was slightly stunned, then smiled softly, and then turned into a cyan divine rainbow and followed Yang Xuan's footsteps.

The rotten peach mountain in spring, the peach blossoms are gorgeous all over the mountain, making people dizzy and lingering, as if they have arrived in a fairyland.

A branch of peach blossoms bloomed without warning. Clusters of them occupied the emaciated branches, noisily blooming pink clouds like snowballs, and pushing and squeezing the dew that still remained on the branches.

An extraordinary-looking young man dressed in white leaned against the tree, and the Taoist book in his hand stopped at the last page. casually slapped off the petals that fell on the sleeve along with the dust, and the young man's eyes suddenly felt a little more pity.

Spring has arrived, but it's a pity that the peach blossoms that bloom here will eventually wither.

"Sister, how are you doing?" The boy looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.

His name is Lin Feng, the little junior disciple of the three-star cave of the slanting moon, he worshiped under the Bodhi patriarch twelve years ago, and now he is in the realm of practicing qi and transforming void.

He remembered that he was from Yingchuan, and his parents died when he was a child, and he was taken into the cave to practice by a passing senior brother.

However, he now has another memory of his past life in his mind.

In his previous life, his name was Ye Feng, and he was originally a young man in a mountain village in another world, his parents died early when he was a child, and he depended on his young sister for his life.

My sister is a little girl with pigtails, because her family is poor, even her shoes have holes in her toes, her face is dirty, and she only has a pair of big eyes like black gems, which is pitiful.

Despite the light pat of life, they had a good time, talking and laughing every day, the little girl was her only relative, they depended on each other, not even a single toy, no extravagant jewelry. In order to amuse his sister, he made her a ring out of bronze pieces. Although it's rough, my sister cherishes it like a baby.

However, the peaceful life was eventually shattered.

On that day, a group of monks from the Zhongzhou Feather God Dynasty came to the village, took a fancy to his physique, and wanted to take him away.

Despite his reluctance, he had to leave the village with the monks of the Feather Divine Dynasty and leave his young sister in the care of the middle-aged couple next door.

He still remembers that before leaving, his sister kept crying and holding his hand to prevent him from leaving, but despite her crying, he was still forcibly taken away.

He still remembers that when he climbed the five-color altar and was about to be taken away, his sister ran desperately towards the five-color altar and accidentally fell to the ground, her little hands were covered with blood, and she was crying sadly.

After going to the Feather God Dynasty, he thought that he would be able to go back to the village to visit his sister as soon as he succeeded in cultivation, but he thought that he had embarked on a bloody road of no return.

"Sister" Lin Feng closed his eyes and sighed silently in his heart.

This life is not much better than the previous life. His parents passed away when he was young, and he was "adopted" by his aunt's family, who had always been concerned about his family property, and he was blinded all day long, tasting the warmth and coldness of the world, until he was taken away by Senior Brother Yang Xuan.

Because of this, he still thinks about his sister in his previous life.

At least in the days when he lived with his sister in his previous life, he could still understand what family affection was.

"Senior sister, have you heard? Senior Brother Wuxuan went out and came back. ”

"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

"Senior sister doesn't know, Senior Brother Wuxuan has brought back a beautiful woman this time."

"What? Is there such a thing? ”

"Huh?"

Lin Feng opened his eyes, but there were two figures in white robes not far away, strolling through the peach blossom forest, as if they were talking about something.

"I've seen two senior sisters"

Lin Feng got up and stepped forward, bowed to the two of them, and said respectfully.

"Senior Brother Yuanfeng, what a coincidence."

The person who spoke was a delicate, gentle, and intelligent woman.

"Senior Sister Huici, I'll finish my homework today and come to Houshan to see."

Lin Feng's tone was gentle, and the senior sister in front of him was one of the few female disciples under the Bodhi Patriarch. She was originally a free-growing rose in the three-star cave, absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon for thousands of years, the aura of the world, and listening to the patriarch's teachings all the year round.

"Hehe, junior brother is so Yaxing" Hui Ci covered her lips and chuckled, looking at this little junior brother who has always been kind to people.

"Senior sister is serious, senior brother just wants to find a quiet place to read" Lin Feng shook his head with a smile, and asked again, "I overheard your conversation just now, Senior Brother Wuxuan, he ......"

"Hehe, don't you know?" The pretty-looking girl beside Hui Ci raised a goose egg face and smiled coquettishly.

"Senior Sister Yuan Yan, Senior Brother really doesn't know."

Lin Feng shook his head, a very shallow smile appeared on Qingjun's face, and his deep pupils were as calm as water.

"Senior brother, Senior Brother Wuxuan is back today, and he brought back a great beauty." Yuan Yan said gossipingly.

"Senior Brother Wuxuan?" Lin Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Alas, Senior Brother Wuxuan is not only talented, but also has a good relationship with women!"

Yuan Yan blinked, remembering the woman she saw today with a leisurely posture, a dusty momentum, and a peerless face, and said with great emotion.

"Woman's fate?"

Jingying's eyes flickered, and Yuan Yan said with a smile, "Twelve years ago, Senior Sister, I had just entered the Master's Sect, and Senior Brother Wuxuan once brought back a woman in white. Although he has a grimace mask on his face, he can't see his face clearly, but his posture and temperament must be a beautiful woman who captivates the country and the city. ”

"Grimace Mask?"

Lin Feng was shocked, evoking memories deep in his soul.