The semi-circular moon in the night sky sprinkled a silver beam, covering the vast territory above the barren continent, in a corner of this land, in a small temple in the deep mountains and old forests, the floating dust in the air reflected the silver luster in the night, a ghost and a person quietly stayed on the roof of the broken temple, looking at the moon in the sky and chatting without a word. That person is naturally the little boy Xiao Lian, and the ghost is our landlord, Fang Wuwei.

"Master, where do you think I came from?"

Xiao Lian looked at the moon in the sky stupidly and asked Fang Wuwei questions.

"Where else can you come from? From your mother's belly! Fang Wuwei floated in mid-air, squinting his eyes and enjoying the nourishment of the moonlight, and replied impatiently. In the past few days, he found that the moonlight on this continent seemed to have magical power, as long as he was under the illumination of the moonlight, he felt very comfortable with the warmth of his whole body, and when he was basking in the moon, Fang Wuwei didn't like to be disturbed at all.

"Huh? But my mother said I came from a crane. Xiao Lian turned his head to look at Fang Wuwei in surprise.

Fang Wuwei rolled his eyes slightly, and said angrily: "You know everything, and you still ask as a teacher?" ”

Xiao Lian let out an "oh", turned his head and continued to stare at the silver moon in the sky, and then said slowly.

"Actually, the apprentice just wants to ask the master, where did the master come from? Is it also from the crane? ”

Hearing Xiao Lian's words, Fang Wuwei's originally squinted eyes slowly opened, looked at the night sky in the distance, fell into deep thought, fell into the past surrounded by his parents in high-rise buildings, and then said slowly.

"Fool, come from far, far away for your teacher."

Xiao Lian originally thought that the master would not answer, but as soon as he heard the master say this, he seemed to have found something interesting, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Fang Wuwei who was floating in mid-air, looked at Fang Wuwei with an excited face, and hurriedly asked.

"Is Master from the border of the Savage Continent? The disciple heard that the boundary of the Barbarian Continent was a rift in space, and only cultivators above the Tribulation Period could pass through! Reach the Immortal Realm! ”

Fang Wuwei was stunned, the crack in this space might be a way to go home, but only a cultivator in the Tribulation Period could pass through, and he didn't have to think about his ghostly body for thousands of years. Fang Wuwei sighed secretly, and then said to Xiao Lian slowly, but Fang Wuwei's eyes were still looking at the endless night sky from afar.

"As a teacher, maybe it's from the other end of the rift in time and space."

Xiao Lian hurriedly got up, climbed to Fang Wuwei's feet on the roof with difficulty, and looked up at Fang Wuwei.

"Master, Master, tell your apprentice about the fairy world!" In Xiao Lian's immature heart, he had already regarded Fang Wuwei as the strongest person in the Savage Continent, and if Fang Wuwei could reach the Immortal Realm beyond the Transitional Tribulation Period, Xiao Lian didn't think it was an impossible thing.

Fang Wuwei smiled slightly, lowered his head and looked at Xiao Lian at his feet, his eyes were full of tenderness and longing for his hometown, and then said slowly.

"Since the apprentice wants to hear it, tell the apprentice as a teacher. Where the teacher is, there are countless people there, and everyone can transmit sound and even image for thousands of miles, and travel thousands of miles a day......"

Xiao Lian looked at Fang Wuwei with admiration on his face, and interjected, "Aren't all cultivators who have reached the Mahayana realm?!" ”

Fang Wuwei was stunned for a moment, and laughed from the bottom of his heart, it turned out that the world of science and technology was like this in the eyes of people in the cultivation world.

"Fool, if you say it's the Mahayana period, then they are all Mahayana cultivators. Then, there are many, many sects in the world of teachers, as long as each sect cooperates, they can use the things around them to make countless tools, or magic weapons, which can help people fly to the sky, can help people light up the world at night, and can help people get more food. ”

Xiao Lian listened to it with relish, and heard that there was such a strange and magical magic weapon, which made Xiao Lian's heart set off waves of curiosity again and again.

"Some of the people who are there live in tall buildings that reach into the sky, and those tall buildings loom in the clouds. The ordinary street is more than ten meters wide, and there are all kinds of magic weapons galloping on it, each of which can walk day and night, running thousands of miles. The shops sell a magic weapon that can cook rice without fire, and a magic weapon that can make ice cubes in the summer...... In big cities, ordinary vegetable markets, there are delicacies from the mountains and seas, rare and exotic delicacies, and there is more meat than vegetables. ”

Fang Wuwei talked endlessly, talking about the earth where he had lived but didn't know when he would be able to go back again. Xiao Lian's simple question reminded Fang Wuwei of his deep longing for his hometown.

Xiao Lian sat beside Fang Wuwei intoxicated, fantasizing about every magic weapon and everything Fang Wuwei said in his mind. When Fang Wuwei said that he lived in a tall building, Xiao Lian seemed to live in a tall building with his master, fantasizing that he would stretch out his hand, grab a cloud of mist, and then take the cloud and offer it to his master. When Fang Wuwei talked about the magic weapon that can make ice cubes in the summer, Xiao Lian thought about getting one such magic weapon, making a bunch of ice cubes, and jumping into the ice cubes to cool off when the summer is the hottest. And when Fang Wuwei said that in the ordinary vegetable market, there are delicacies from the mountains and seas, and there is more meat than vegetables, Xiao Lian drooled very uncontrollably, and he couldn't wait to hurry to the vegetable market in the fairy world and eat a lot.

Time passed slowly, and the bright moon rose to the very top of the night sky. Fang Wuwei almost forgot the time as soon as he talked about his hometown, Fang Wuwei looked at the moon, sighed slightly, and then said to Xiao Lian.

"Okay, stupid apprentice, it's not too early, tomorrow you will double your physical cultivation, go to bed early."

Xiao Lian had already been immersed in that "fairy world" and couldn't extricate himself, but when he heard Fang Wuwei say this, he had to come back to his senses helplessly and climbed off the roof carefully, but when Xiao Lian was about to roll off the roof, he saw that Fang Wuwei was still floating in place and looking into the distance, Xiao Lian suddenly stopped and shouted at Fang Wuwei.

"Master!"

Fang Wuwei glanced at Xiao Lian, thinking that Xiao Lian had also asked him to come down, and shook his head at Xiao Lian. Xiao Lian saw that Fang Wuwei didn't mean to pay attention to him, but still shouted loudly.

"Master, I. I want to ask you, are you also from the crane? After Xiao Lian finished shouting, he rubbed his nose with his fingers and laughed wryly.

Fang Wuwei was stunned for a moment, and then became happy again, only to feel that this Xiao Lian was really a fool.

"Fool, be a teacher." Fang Wuwei wanted to say that he was not from the crane, but after thinking about it, he still didn't break Xiao Lian's beautiful illusion, so he immediately changed his words, "The teacher is the same as you, and he is also from the crane!" Fang Wuwei said that, and laughed with Xiao Lian.

When Xiao Lian heard Fang Wuwei say this, his eyes seemed to glow, as if he had heard some great joy, his face was flushed with excitement, and he stammered a little to Fang Wuwei.

"Division...... Master also brought it from the crane? That...... Then I will definitely be as powerful as you in the future, Master? When the time comes, I will break the spatial crack and take you back to the fairy world, Master! ”

Xiao Liantong blushed and finished speaking in one breath, and then hurriedly jumped off the roof and got into the ruined temple. He has to cultivate enough spirit so that he can cultivate well, become the number one in the world as soon as possible, carry forward the Congxin faction, and return to the immortal world with his master.

After Fang Wuwei heard this, the pestle remained motionless on the roof for a long time, and then he laughed slowly, laughing louder and louder, not because he felt that Xiao Lian's words were too naïve. It's just that Fang Wuwei felt this joy, and this joy made him laugh from the bottom of his heart.

After laughing for a long time, Fang Wuwei slowly calmed down, looked at the brightest star in the night sky in the distance, and muttered to himself:

"Perhaps, just staying in this world and being the master of that stupid apprentice is also a good choice."

As soon as Fang Wuwei finished speaking, he only felt that his head was dizzy, as if he was picked up by someone and thrown out fiercely, smashing it against the wall. Although the short-term dizziness was immediately cured, Fang Wuwei wondered how he could appear dizzy in the state of a soul, and when Fang Wuwei was puzzled, suddenly a more violent impact struck, making Fang Wuwei feel dizzy (for details, please see Chapter 5 of Volume 1 "Zheng Dashen's Diary"), just when Fang Wuwei was half-dizzy and half-awake, a mechanical voice sounded directly in his head:

"Midnight Bell passed, and now the return program begins, countdown, 10. 9。 8。 7。 6……”

The last thought before Fang Wuwei completely fainted, he thought of Xiao Lian who was lying asleep in the ruined temple.

"Xiao. !!!!!"

It's just that before Fang Wuwei could shout out the ligature, he disappeared from the top of the broken temple in the middle of the mountain in an instant. I could only see the dust reflecting the silver moonlight, spinning in the place where Fang Wuwei had stayed, and it couldn't stop for a long time.

Xiao Lian, who was lying in the temple, was still snoring slightly, sleeping quietly, but in his sleep, he seemed to have a nightmare, frowned, and then shed a line of tears.