The blue sky is clear, soft white clouds float in between, and distant mountains are faintly visible.

He walked slowly from a distance, a strange temperament that his plain robe could not hide.

The daylight flowed among the clouds, illuminating his calm countenance.

The sound of the waves was heard in my ears.

After a while, the man paused and looked up.

Ahead is an endless sea with rolling waves.

Above the coast, a white column hides among the clouds.

Few people know the way to get there.

But he knew.

After all, it wasn't the first time he had been there.

The man threw a crystal clear bead into the sea, and a whirlpool formed on the surface of the water, and a bridge slowly floated on it.

This thing is called the "Mist Breaking Bead", and almost no one knows what it really uses. Even the people of the Heavenly Machine Tower just thought that it was just a thing for each "prophet" to prove his identity.

Comer.

It is Wen no return.

He waved his robe, and the bead of broken mist quickly returned to his hand.

Immediately, slowly step onto the arch bridge.

The texture of the feet is strange, as if stepping into cold water, but the boots are not soaked.

The bridge is made up of the essence of the sea, and only in special circumstances will it be gathered, and the fog beads are one of the ways to condense the arch bridge.

Under normal circumstances, the chances of it appearing are extremely small. Maybe a few days, maybe a few years.

There was a birdsong in the sky, and a white bird landed on Wen Wugui's shoulder and rubbed his face affectionately.

He chuckled, took it with his fingertips, and stroked the fluff of the bird's neck.

"Long time no see, you're so old."

The white bird chirped happily.

"Tell your master, I'm here to bother."

"Squeak-"

The white bird spread its wings and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye, despite its small size and speed.

Wen Wugui retracted his gaze.

If you go further, you will see the white column, soaring into the sky.

Wen Wugui waited in place for a while, and four roads spawned around him, and four doors appeared.

——This is the only way to the small world of Qingyuan.

Wen Wugui directly chose a door and walked in.

……

The high platform where the four doors lead.

The person sitting on the white boulder was replaced by an old man with fairy wind bones.

There was a chessboard in front of the old man, but he didn't seem to be playing chess, and the pattern on the chessboard was a bit like a ......

Map?

Between the sky, there was a sudden crisp birdsong, and a white spirit bird spread its wings, and the moment it landed, it turned into a boy wearing a blue sky robe.

If you are here, you will find that this is the boy who ate the fruit before.

"Spring and Autumn Ancestor, Brother Wen Wugui is here."

The old man who was called the Spring and Autumn Ancestor still stared at the chessboard in front of him and said calmly: "I know. ”

The boy sat on another stool on the white boulder, looked at the chessboard in front of him suspiciously, and asked, "This seems to be ...... A map of the Qingyuan Minor Realm? Why is it different from before. ”

"During this time, there have been some changes in it, which are a little different from the original." The old man explained.

"I see." The boy looked boredly at the floating white clouds around him and the clear blue sky.

In a bright world, everything is beautiful, it's just boring.

"You didn't do anything before, did you?" The old man spoke suddenly.

“…… Guarantee, guarantee none! I've been guarding this place well. The boy looked a little panicked when he was suddenly asked such a question, and pretended to be calm.

"Oh? Did someone just come out? ”

The boy seemed to think of something, and a strange look appeared in his eyes.

"Nope!" He's unequivocal.

The old man raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this: "Are you sure?" ”

"I ...... Surely, surely, I'm a good boy, how could I lie? ”

"Well, you're not only a good boy, you're a silly boy. Alright, the fruit of the second half of the month is gone. ”

"Ahh Why...... Is it because I have eaten more fruit? ”

"Cheng, another one, two months."

……

In fact

This is not the first time Wen Wugui has entered this door.

When he came in for the first time, according to his master's instructions, he walked through thousands of mountains and rivers, and tried his best to meet the Spring and Autumn Ancestor.

At that time, after the other party confirmed his identity, he gave him some ancient books left by his master and asked him if he wanted to enter the Qingyuan Small Realm.

The Spring and Autumn Ancestor told him that this was a realm left over from the ancient period, and he was only responsible for guarding it. In this, opportunities and crises coexist.

Wen Wugui chose to enter.

At that time, there were some things that he had not yet obtained due to his lack of ability, and he did not explore them more deeply.

Now, time is running out, so I will take a look at it again, and think about the regret at the beginning.

Of course, you have to get past the demons in front of you first.

Thinking like this, a light flashed in front of me.

Then he felt a warm environment, and when he looked up, he saw the clear blue sky, and the warm sunlight shone on him.

This is a difference from the previous time when he entered, and the surrounding environment is different.

Wen Wugui didn't have any worries in his heart, but had a secret expectation.

In front of it, there is a simple house, surrounded by greenery, and under the canopy, there are countless blooming flowers.

It's familiar.

This is the place where he lived during his journey after meeting Gu Qiyu.

In fact, when Wen Wugui went down the mountain, he saw the extraordinaryness of Gu Qiyu.

She described herself as extremely miserable at the time. What has never eaten a full meal, living among the wilderness.

But if it is really like what she said, it is a homeless poor child, and he will not have the vision and temperament like her, and he will not know some rare pharmacological knowledge.

The lie is very inferior, but Wen Wugui has not debunked it.

Later, they also experienced some grievances and grievances, and they all walked hand in hand.

The warm breeze rolled up Wen Wugui's robe, and Wen Wugui looked around.

There are flowers in the small courtyard that they used to plant with their own hands, and sometimes there will be children passing by outside.

In fact, Wen Wugui went to that place again, and the flower seedlings of that year had grown into large patches of flowers.

I went there again and they all withered for some reason.

Today, the seedlings are still freshly planted.

Wen Wugui stood here like this, looking at the flowers dancing in the wind, and the sound of children laughing and playing in his ears.

- How wonderful.

However, it is only an illusion.

Wen Wugui originally wanted to turn around directly, he had a fog bead in his hand, and he could easily break through the magic barrier here. But for some reason, when he walked to this door, he couldn't help but push the door in

"Crunch."

The wooden house was unlocked and made a heavy sound.

He originally wanted to leave here directly with the fog-breaking bead in his hand, but for some reason, his body froze.

There was no decoration on the table, but it looked very warm.

There is a calligraphy and painting on it, and the picture scroll is full of Zhuangsheng flowers.

The previous memories of this scene overlapped each other, and the sunlight shone warmly on him, and Wen Wugui's eyes were a little trance-like.

At this time, a beautiful female voice came from behind him.