The sound came from inside the coffin, but I was no stranger to it.

Because when I was at my worst before, I heard a specious word, and this is the voice about the Ten Thousand Souls Flower.

Can I say that 'he' had woken up a long time ago and was just waiting to see what happened?

Hearing this voice, a trace of surprise appeared on Piansheng's face, but Ren Xiaoxuan showed great unwillingness.

However, without waiting for Ren Xiaoxuan to have any other reactions, a great force flowed out of the coffin in the big tomb, and he suddenly lifted Ren Xiaoxuan like a light weight, making him fall fifty meters away.

To my surprise, Ren Xiaoxuan didn't suffer any harm, but the storage in the tomb had an obvious will to resist.

"He's really cheap." The poor man muttered with some dissatisfaction.

I glanced at the mercy of the life, and said in my heart that this place of right and wrong can not stay for a long time, and the injury of the mercy life may also have to find the beast old man to be cured, in this case, I still quickly picked the thousand soul flowers and left.

"Wait for me here, I'll be back shortly." Thinking of this, I vigilantly glanced at Ren Xiaoxuan, who got up from the ground with a changeable expression, and said a word of advice to the mercy student.

But he didn't care, and said to me, "When he wakes up, who can hurt me?" ”

"Who is he?" I frowned and asked, in fact, I knew that it should be the storage in the coffin, but what is his identity?

But the poor man did not answer me, but only tugged at the hem of my garment, and his eyes were sad, and he stopped talking.

I just wanted to appease the poor life, but Ren Xiaoxuan had already stood up, and it seemed that he was unwilling, and he was about to march towards the tomb.

Only this time, the tomb didn't even let him get close, as long as he was 5 meters away from the point, the tomb would burst out with a force to push him away.

Seems to be patient, again and again, and does not hurt him.

Ren Xiaoxuan's face became more and more crazy, I didn't want to provoke Ren Xiaoxuan in this state from the bottom of my heart, I just wanted to leave quickly, so I hurriedly patted Pian Sheng's shoulder to comfort Pi Sheng, and quickly ran towards the tomb.

I didn't think about the question of whether the Great Tomb would resist me, my purpose was only a Thousand Soul Flowers.

I didn't notice Ren Xiaoxuan's gaze behind me at all, and it was impossible to notice this.

I just went without hesitation, without any obstacles, but after approaching within 20 meters of the tomb, I was once again attracted by the light source from the tomb.

At this time, my five senses seemed to be closed, but my heart seemed to be summoned countless times, generating an irresistible instinct that pushed me in the direction of the tomb.

The Thousand Soul Flowers were ignored by me, the cries of pity were ignored by me, and even what Ren Xiaoxuan was shouting behind me was instinctively ignored by me.

The distance of 20 meters was instantaneous, and standing in front of the crack in the tomb, I was first enveloped by the earth-shattering aura above the coffin.

There is no malice, no oppression, just a feeling of a strong and reliable brave man standing in front of you.

His breath and breath seem to bring your blood to you, and you want to bravely face any enemy with him.

I just felt it quietly for a second, and the aura seemed to have converged slightly, and my eyes were finally able to see the light source under the coffin.

In just a moment, my throat felt like it was choked, and my whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just because there were dozens of figures in that light source, and I saw a familiar and familiar back in it, I couldn't help but want to shout loudly - Master!

Yes, that's the master I haven't seen for a few years, and Brother Zhengchuan said that if you go to a mysterious place, you may never see it again in your life! I can't describe what kind of space he is in the space beneath this tomb, and it feels like it's all shaky and ethereal.

At the end of the day there was a corner of the sky, the corner of the blue sky I had seen before, and behind that corner was a huge dark green mountain range, and the whole mountain range exuded an ancient and vicissitudes of life, as if it had existed for tens of thousands of years.

From above the dark green mountains, from time to time there would be a terrifying roar.

Hearing that voice, I can only think of two words - primitive!

I can only feel my own insignificance, but it is as if I have seen the source of the whole history.

However, this mountain range is so unreal, from time to time there will be a little distortion like the unstable signal of the TV screen, or a very abnormal trembling, and at the foot of the mountain range there is a huge stone tablet with several difficult words carved on it, even with my knowledge of antiques, I don't know what words are engraved on it?

If it was just for me to see this miraculous qiē, I might be filled with curiosity and couldn't help but get to the bottom of it.

However, I actually saw Master, how can I stabilize my own feelings?

This huge mountain range seems to be a clear dividing line, blocking the blue sky on that side, and at the foot of the mountain on this side, the space under this tomb marks a gray space.

In this space, what you can feel is a static force, as if there is no time here, and everything will be eternal.

I couldn't see the whole of this space at all, but I could see dozens of figures at the forefront, and my master was among them.

He seems to be depicting something, sometimes sitting cross-legged, sometimes putting pen to paper.

I had stood here for less than half a minute, but I felt as if he had spent a long time, and the movements of the pen and sitting were not fast, and there was a long time gap, but I could not describe the feeling on my side, as if one day, the invisible time was finally divided into two parts in front of me.

I was in the very fast part, but I could clearly see the very slow part, but I couldn't be in the same time.

This feeling is too abstract, and with my limited knowledge and not enough intelligent brain, I can't think of a reasonable explanation, and I am afraid that I can only invite the top physicists of this era to give a mysterious scientific conclusion.

But what's so important about all this?

The important thing is Master, he is so close to me, it seems that when I was a child, the memories of my youth were all swept away, sometimes it was a heavy mountain gate, sometimes it was the day I left home, he took me to the ancient city, to see a mysterious mother-in-law, and carried me in the wind and snow.

In the end, it was the back of him who asked me to leave.

I have been all the way, all the way to grievances and blood and tears, all the way to the desperate, all the way full of all kinds of depression.

At this time, how much do I want to have his words of comfort and an encouraging look? I thought I didn't like to cry, I don't know when, my throat was already choked, and I almost couldn't help but reach out my hand, so close, I seemed to be able to grab his back at once!

It seemed that the master, who had been meditating or depicting something, suddenly turned his head in the two spaces where time intersected.

At the moment when my hand was outstretched.

I finally couldn't help but shout 'Master', only to see that his hair, which had only been gray before, was completely white, like snow.

Seeing that the wrinkles on his face are as deep as ravines, how can there be the illusion that he could hardly see his age before?

It was this turn of my head that made the tears that I had been desperately suppressing finally can't help but roll out of my eyes, and how many years does his existence represent me?

But as if he didn't see me, a trace of confusion crossed the master's face, and I didn't know if it was my delusion, I always felt that at that moment, his originally calm expression suddenly became sad for a moment, and his mouth seemed to be muttering something?

Looking at the shape of his mouth hard, he clearly seemed to be shouting 'Zhengling'.

Are you calling me? I was so excited at that moment that I almost thought that Master had actually seen me, but Master quickly turned his head and broke my beautiful thoughts, and I couldn't bear it, and my arm unconsciously stretched forward again, but was pushed away by an inexplicable force.

But how can I be willing? Gritting his teeth, the whole person was like Ren Xiaoxuan, who was crazy just now, and rushed towards the tomb without hesitation.

But he was blocked by that inexplicable force all at once, and he couldn't even enter the crack!

I don't believe in evil and rush inside, my wishes are not much, even very small, I just want Master to see me, just say to him: "Master, I know everything, please forgive me, I have 'hated' you for several years." Please also know that I have actually been thinking about you all along, the outside world, the rivers and lakes of cultivators are really hard. ”

Yes, I used to yearn for the rivers and lakes, only to find that I was already in it.

But where are the rivers and lakes that I imagined to be righteous and cloudy, happy and hateful? Teenager's ambition?! The rivers and lakes are clearly a place where people can't help themselves, and their love and hate complexes are entangled.

Is it any wonder that the heroes of the past have a dream of retreating, and they don't ask about the world and go leisurely?

At that moment, I thought a lot, and the feelings that I had been forbearing in my heart were like a volcano erupting, but where would the qiē here be transferred by my will? The inexplicable force seemed to be impatient for me to do so, and this time it was no longer simply keeping me out.

Instead, he treated Ren Xiaoxuan as if he were treating me, wrapping me around and pushing me out ten meters away at once.

The majestic voice sounded again, just four simple words: "Now, no!" ”

A feeling of powerlessness and helplessness rose in my heart, and I clenched my fists, and Master was obviously close at hand.

But I also heard another layer of his meaning, but not now!

"Why am I not qualified, but he is now?" Detached from the light shrouded in the tomb, my senselessness instantly regained its clarity.

It was at this time that a cold voice suddenly sounded behind me.

I turned around, and my heart tightened all of a sudden, it was Ren Xiaoxuan, he didn't know when he had approached this side, and he was less than ten meters away from Pian Sheng.

"Save him." I turned my head and shouted frantically at the hanging coffin in the tomb.