That year, when he was three years old, his father and mother picked up two crying babies and told him that they were his younger siblings and that he was not allowed to bully them in the future.

That year, when he was five years old, his mother gave birth to a little brother, and he sat in front of the door with two other younger siblings, a little unhappy, because he was afraid that his parents would stop loving them when they had a little brother.

That year, when he was ten years old, a man named Second Uncle came to the house with a little girl named Sister, and his father had a straight face, and he had a fight with the man called Second Uncle, and he and his younger siblings were also hostile to that sister, because she wanted to let go of the little sparrows that some people had worked so hard to raise, but in the end, my father and my second uncle had a good drink, and they became good friends with my sister.

That year, he was fifteen years old, and in order to protect himself ignorantly, he and his younger siblings were taken by his second uncle to a place called the Demon Realm, and accidentally fell into a place called the forbidden land, and met the person who had scared him all his life.

That year, when he was twenty years old, he bid farewell to his youthful childhood and entered a dreamy teenager, and the second uncle threw them in the place called Xuanjie for the so-called experience.

In the Xuan Realm, he quarreled and fought with his brothers and sisters, walked alone, vowed never to see each other again, and later met again when they were bullied, but they still couldn't help but shoot, although they were beaten badly, but they understood family affection.

In the Xuan Realm, he met a group of like-minded friends, they practiced together, played around, dreamed of their childhood, and said endless words, but later when he encountered danger, only a few people came forward, and he comprehended friendship.

In the Xuan Realm, he met her, he blocked the thunder for her, she poisoned the arrow for him, the two held hands in their youth and ignorance, told the joke that they didn't get bored of telling countless times, stupidly planted a seed of elixir, and also planted the seed of love in their hearts, and later, there was no later......

That year, he was twenty-six, and he died......

Maybe it's dead......

"What does it feel like to die, no one knows, because everyone who knows is dead......"

He died, but he didn't panic, there was only peace left in his heart, except for calm, no matter how much he thought about it, it still didn't change in the slightest.

He died, but he didn't regret it, the third brother worshiped a powerful master, the sixth sister found a heart method that suited him, and everyone else was sent to safety by him, and there was no danger.

He died, but he didn't hate, he didn't hate unreasonable enemies, he didn't hate "friends" who couldn't be saved when he died, if he said hate, he only hated himself, hated himself for being too weak, and being weak was originally a mistake.

He felt nothing, silent, colorless, and tasteless, his body was like a floating mass of air, nothing. But gradually, he found his senses again, he seemed to be floating on a big river, and there was the sound of running water in his ears, and he floated and sank in the river......

With a soft sound, he seemed to have hit something, it should be a small boat, he guessed in his heart, wanted to open his eyes to see, but his eyelids were heavier than Tarzan, and he struggled for a long time, but only a gap was exposed.

"The foundation of cultivation is unstable, the heart is impetuous but still arrogant, what is the use of leaving you incompetent?" said softly to the person on the lonely boat, his face was shrouded in mist, and Yeyang felt that he had seen him somewhere, where?

Without waiting for him to think, the man's sleeve robe waved, and a beam of wind struck him, hitting him, breaking him to pieces, and disappearing into the long river......

On the endless sea, there is an island floating alone, this island is not big, but it is not small, it is a hundred miles in circumference, there are wide plains on it, dense forests, steep mountains, rushing rivers...

The sea breeze rustles the leaves, and from time to time there are a few roars of brute beasts in the primeval jungle, and the silence reveals slaughter, this place is probably not a good place!

A hurricane appeared out of thin air on the plain, and then thick dark clouds condensed in the sky, thunder and lightning rumbled in the clouds, and from time to time split the black curtain to reveal a shining light.

The heavens and the earth were stormy for a while, setting off huge waves, and one after another energy frantically surged towards the center of the hurricane, forming a huge energy vortex, and thunder and lightning also fell.

"Boom..."You can faintly see the void in the center of the hurricane shattering, and countless tiny fragments of time and space slowly condensed.

In this moment of storm, lightning and thunder, all the animals on the island desperately fled into the distance, but an old man walked slowly towards the center of the storm as if no one was around.

The cyan robe was embroidered with a strange tree named Weiyang, which was roughly like a willow tree, but the willow branches had maple leaves.

The old man had pale hair and a slightly long beard, and he looked quite old, but his face did not have too many wrinkles. His expression was calm and majestic, but there was also an indescribable kindness.

The old man walked steadily, strolling in the wind and rain, obviously out of place with his surroundings, but it seemed so natural, until he was more than ten feet away from the center of the hurricane before stopping.

At this time, another old man appeared, his legs seemed to be inconvenient, he was sitting cross-legged in the air, his face was withered, and his empty gaze was on the old man in the green robe.

The old man in the green robe also looked at him, nodded, said hello, and then said, "Don't worry, I won't make a move on him." ”

The lame old man was silent, glanced at the hurricane again, said a few confused words, and disappeared in place.

Between the two mountains, there is a magnificent castle, and in the corner of this castle sits a quaint mansion.

Outside the mansion, there was a black-armored army that exuded a sinister aura, and passers-by threw awe-inspiring glances at it, but these army soldiers cast their awe-inspiring gazes into the mansion.

Outside a secret room, a beautiful woman looked anxiously and looked inside from time to time, until a terrifying fluctuation came from inside, and then she was relieved.

Behind her, there was also a young man and an old man dressed as a servant, the old servant felt this momentum, his face was calm, but his eyes were very complicated, and he sighed secretly: "I haven't broken through for a thousand years, but now I have broken through two realms in just a few decades, this kid, hey, ......"

In the middle of the sound, the storm on the island gradually stopped, and in the center, a figure became clear.

This is a young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, with a slender figure, no heroic spirit, but elegant and handsome. His face is bewitching, giving people an indescribable abnormality, like a white lotus in a sea of blood, which is elusive.

Like an ink painting, the willow leaf eyebrows frowned, a pair of Danfeng eyes slowly opened, the young man's eyes were deep, revealing a trace of cold light, accompanied by a touch of doubt, a wave of memories followed by a crazy rush into the brain, and the incomparably strong pain washed over his mind.

"Ah......h

"Shizun, You'er, Ye Xiao, Ling Xue, Grandpa, Mu Yao, Mo Yin, Yang Ji...... Is this a big dream, or am I reincarnated?" Yeyang digested these memories, and his eyes showed a look of confusion.

There was a small blood-black halberd mark on his left shoulder, and the mark flashed brightly, and a long halberd appeared in his left hand out of thin air.

The halberd is about one zhang long, standing taller than the night sun, and the halberd blade part is more than three feet long, with a main blade, a bent auxiliary blade, a curved hook, and two barbs. There are also two half-foot-long sharp spines on the tail, which look sharp, as if they are about to choose the master to eat.

Yeyang's mind moved, and his consciousness swept through the internal space of the Langya halberd: the wooden box containing the origin of the half-silk soul, the jade box containing the two medicine kings, the jade flute handed over by his father, the divine pesticide code left by the master, and the black cocoon formed by the little wolf's night howling evolution and slumbering, and various miscellaneous items...... Not a single one is missing.

Just took out a black robe and put it on, Yeyang heard a crisp sound, revealing a long-lost smile, and he took out the black callus.

Guessed right, the black cocoon cracked a hole, followed by countless cracks, and finally shattered with a bang.

A pitch-black little wolf cub emerges from the debris and eats the fragments of the calloon with a few clicks with its tail wagging its tail.

Nightscream straightened her front paws, as if stretching her waist, and after eating the black callus, she looked at Yeyang, her pink tongue licking her small mouth, and her big watery eyes carried a wisp of anticipation.

Yeyang smiled, took out an elixir, and Yexiao's eyes lit up, and he jumped into his arms and began to enjoy the food.

After this deep sleep, Ye Xiao has evolved to the second grade, which is a lot heavier and has grown a little, but it is still only a foot long, and it has become a wolf cub from a small wolf cub.

Yeyang stroked the silky long hair of the blood-connected Night Howler, and muttered, "It seems that it is not a dream, that is, it is reincarnated and reborn, and I don't know what era it is?"

"No, you are not dreaming, nor are you reincarnated, but soul nirvana, and now it has only been twenty-four years since you 'died' in the Xuan Realm, and today happens to be your fiftieth birthday. An old but powerful voice rang out from not far away.

The races in the Nine Realms are different, most of the creatures only have a lifespan of a hundred years, and they can only rely on cultivation to change their lives against the sky, while some ancient races are born with a lifespan of hundreds of years, and the wolf clan is one of them.

According to the general lifespan of the wolf clan, two hundred years old is adulthood, and fifty years old is only half an adult.

Yeyang was startled, looked up and followed the sound, and saw an old man in a green robe standing ten zhang away, and his heart suddenly turned upside down. Regardless of his cultivation, his current soul has fused the essence of being a human being three times, and he also has the bloodline of the soul clan, and he can sense the wind and grass within a radius of several miles.

But now he didn't realize when the old man in the green robe arrived, and what was even more terrifying was that even if the old man stood in front of him now, he still couldn't feel anything, the old man was like he didn't exist, and he was integrated with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and his strength must have reached an extremely terrifying point.

However, in addition to being surprised, Yeyang did not show too much panic, after all, the old man's strength was far above him, even if he wanted to be unfavorable to himself, he did not have the ability to resist at all, it was better to go with the flow and see what he had intentions.

"I've seen my seniors, dare to ask what my seniors are called?" Yeyang quickly calmed down, bent down slightly to the old man, and bowed to a junior.

Yeyang's performance was obviously expected by the old man in the green robe, he waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite, just call me Feng Lao for now." ”

"For now?" Although Yeyang was puzzled by the old man's words, he still called out to the old man in a proper manner: "Old Feng, you know the current situation of the kid, and I hope you can solve the confusion of the junior." ”

For his current situation, he is really confused to the extreme, what has happened to him in the past few decades?

"At the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth, all things were chaotic, and in the chaos, a strange beast called the flood was born. Feng Lao didn't answer his question, but told the story by himself, and Yeyang didn't dare to disturb him, so he could only continue to listen to his story.

"After the death of the first generation of the Flood Desolation, its life energy transformed into twelve different races, and these twelve races have inherited some of the talents of the Flood Wilderness, representing the twelve origin avenues between heaven and earth, and the evil eye night wolf where you are is represents the dark avenue......"

"Ahem! Feng Lao coughed lightly twice, and turned back to the topic: "The flood desolation gathers the essence of heaven and earth, and it will be reborn every hundreds of millions of years, and the newly born flood desolation is just a white mist, without a body, but it will devour the life and soul of living beings, do you understand what I am talking about?"

Listening to Elder Feng's words, Ye Yang's face showed an extremely frightened look, remembering the white gas that drilled into his brain when the secret realm was shattered in the Xuan Realm experience, and asked in a trembling voice: "You mean that the thing in my mind is a desolation? He is still there!"

"It's not, not exactly, the gas in your body is called the Qi of the Desolation, which is the source of the power and the source of life of the Desolation. ”

"That's good. Yeyang breathed a sigh of relief.