Today's experience is a heart-destroying suffering for Jiang Liu. He has always been timid, and he stubbornly believes that his eldest brother will be able to return to his side.

He lay groggily on the high slope until he fell asleep, his face still facing the valley in the distance. Before closing his eyes, he saw a large green and miserable phosphorus fire floating around the valley, reflecting the rocky beach like a ghost.

Jiang Liu, who was asleep, didn't know what he dreamed of, and grinned softly at the corner of his mouth, the 15-year-old's delicate eyebrows and eyes made his smiling face look shy and green.

The smile on his face quickly dissipated, I don't know what he dreamed again, the tears that had been crying dry a long time ago quietly flowed out of the corners of his eyes, and slowly slid towards the ground.

Time flies by quickly in a mixture of joy and sorrow.

The first rays of sunlight pierced the sky, and then the brightness began to spread over the slopes.

The sunlight is like pouring water, sweeping over the high slope, and soon overflowing the entire rocky beach, under the sunlight, like the center of the valley of a huge stone bowl, Jiang Hai stood motionless, the sun sprinkled on him, like a stone statue that was lightly coated with a layer of gold powder.

There was no expression on his face, and his dark pupils were completely dilated, looking as if the thickest darkness had completely taken over the eye sockets.

The bluestone ground is very smooth, it looks as if it has been finely polished, there are no weeds, no gravel, not even a little powder can be seen, and a faint white mist wafts through the whole valley, clean like a porcelain bowl that has been brushed after use.

Jiang Hai stood in the middle of the valley like a stone statue, looking abrupt and abnormal, and what was even more unusual was that in front of him, a half-human-high dead tree was growing on the bluestone.

The dead tree had no branches and no leaves, its bark was cracked, and it grew straight on the bluestone, and it looked like it had been dead for many years, but there was a green leaf on top of its thin tip.

It was an indescribable emerald green, like a whole forest sea contained in this leaf, so rich that at the slightest touch, all the green would burst and burst.

Jiang Hai's right hand raised stiffly, and slowly began to approach the leaf.

Jiang Hai's middle finger lightly touched the leaves, and a drop of crystal bright blood immediately came out through his fingers and quietly melted into the leaves.

Jiang Hai's black hair seemed to be covered with snow in an instant.

With just a drop of essence blood, the leaves seemed to fall off the tip of the dead wood as if they were overwhelmed, and fell gently to the ground in a leisurely manner.

How loud can a leaf fall?

"Boom"

A dull, heavy sound resounded on the earth, but it was like a thunderclap rolling in the sky, and the sunlight was a little dim in an instant. The valley was covered with fine lines for a moment, like a thin fishing net that was torn up.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and a moment later, on the outskirts of the valley, there was another strange scene.

None of the fist-sized rocks in the entire rocky beach shook a little, and they were still lying there quietly, looking at the surrounding mountains and shaking in the dense fog that rose out of thin air.

The surrounding mountains were shaking, and the sea of clouds and mist not far away was boiling like boiling water poured into hot oil. Large, large "black clouds" flew up the sky above the clouds and mist forests, that is I don't know how many birds are flapping their wings and flying quickly, and there are countless "waves" in the forest sea, that is I don't know how many beasts are fleeing in panic.

In the center of Yingxian Valley, the leaf that caused such a big movement lay quietly on the ground, and from the vein in the middle of the leaf, a transparent thin line stretched out, and the thin line tore the space above the leaf into a spatial crack more than one person high, and from the palm-wide spatial crack, a flowing colorful glow was revealed.

The rivers and seas have disappeared without a trace.

The shaking of Yingxian Valley seemed to be violent, but it happened in the magnificent Zhongzhou Star, and it only attracted a few "eyes".

The shaking of the mountain woodland continued, and a golden light flashed in the sky, and a streamer flew in.

Houtu City, an old monk with kind eyebrows, his face was slightly bitter, he looked up at the east, and in the lotus pond beside him, a withered lotus was about to bloom in a moment.

Beimingzhou, Tianshu Island, Tianjizi looked at the peep mirror on the jade case and took the case.

He has reached his old age, but he has a childish face, a white hair that deceives frost and snow, but there are seven eye-catching strands of black hair, just when he took the case, one of the black hairs, silently half white, this half-black and half-white hair, quietly took away his 50 years of life.

The loss of 50 years of longevity did not affect the high interest of Tianjizi at all.

Holding his long beard in his left hand and gently knocking on the jade case with his right hand, Tianjizi sighed,

"Wonderful"

Every flower and leaf is the world.

Thousands of years ago, after the battle of the immortal underworld occurred in Zhongzhou Xingxing, four small worlds remained, and the secluded small world of Dongsheng Prefecture was the leaf in the Yingxian Valley.

In thousands of years of records, countless monks have not been able to break the Ancient Immortal Array outside the Yingxian Valley, let alone how to open the small world of secluded relics.

Just now, when a crack opened in the small world of seclusion, Tianjizi sensed it in his heart, and used his own longevity to refine the Heavenly Mirror, so that he could turn the time of Yingxian Valley backwards from the Heavenly Mirror.

Tianjizi looked at everything that happened in Yingxian Valley, and couldn't help but sigh.

The predecessors who have soared have been ingenious to such a realm.

The dragon flies in the sky, and the snake coils in the wild!

In the eyes of the monks, how could there be a mortal world! But it was precisely to open the small world of seclusion that what was needed was a drop of mortal blood.

And the large array outside the valley has been broken, and the ingenious arrangement of it is also fully revealed in the peeping mirror.

All the stones, not the eyes of the array, but the eyes of the array. If you use the technique of reversing the eight trigrams of yin and yang and pushing out the position of the four elephants, you can touch the real four array eyes. If the formation is broken by force, then all the stones on the rocky beach have become the eyes of the formation that are not the eyes of the formation, even if the formation can be completely destroyed, the formation urged by the power of the immortal spirit, in Zhongzhou Xing, there is no strength of that monk to become an immortal.

Touching the eyes of the array, the eight doors appeared.

The real wonder of the great array lies in the appearance of the eight gates, whether it is life or death, in a single thought.

Rest, life, injury, Du, Jing, shock, and opening are all one step into, the way of reincarnation to death, and the key to breaking the formation is the door of death that anyone will avoid.

Although the door of death is a great murderer, it is just suitable for torture and killing, killing and hunting.

The formation is mysterious, and there are some that are broken when there is one, but this big array has been unbreakable for thousands of years, that is, how could the monk have thought that in order to break the formation, he would have to bring livestock into the formation to slaughter, and he had to choose the door of death in order to enter the world of the valley.

But the way of heaven is impermanent, and it has its own mysteries.

The predecessors must not have imagined that during the time when the Spirit Devouring Mist outside the valley was extinguished once in a thousand years, Jiang Hai, who happened to be a hunter, chased a half-dead horned deer and stepped on the rocky beach.

How Jiang Hai touched the eyes of the array, how to enter the door of death, Tianjizi looked at the picture in the peeping mirror that continued to flow back, and could only sigh again,

"A drink and a peck, all determined by heaven"

As for Jiang Hai's loss of essence and blood, he touched the leaves with a white head in a flash, although Tianjizi couldn't see Jiang Hai's completely empty eyes at that time, but the small soul attraction technique was just a move of divine thoughts to the seniors who had already ascended.

The picture in the peeping mirror continued to flow backwards, and the moment Jiang Hai stepped into the big array, Tianjizi hurriedly withdrew a wisp of Yuan Shen thrown into the peeping mirror, stopping the longevity that had been losing every moment before.

If it weren't for the desire to peek into the heavens, the heavens would never lose their longevity for the life and death of a mortal.

The mirror surface of the peep mirror became quaint and dim again, Tianjizi's mind moved, and the peep mirror turned into a blue light into between his eyebrows, and in the void of his sea of knowledge, the original god transformed into a gossip astrolabe suspended in the void, and the peep mirror that had just entered the void of the sea of knowledge was slowly rotating around the astrolabe, and the sea of knowledge under the astrolabe, in a ruined ancient array that stretched for thousands of miles, in the eastern position, a green dragon as high as a hundred zhang had completely formed an illusion.

In the sea of knowledge, this two-instrument and four-elephant gossip array, the gossip is complete. Among the four elephants, the north and southwest are still broken, and only the east Qinglong has been completely completed until today, when the heart has been realized.

As for the eyes of the big array, the position of yin and yang?

Until now, it is still unreal.

Thousands of years of cultivation, the Yuan Infant is not scattered, he has nearly a thousand years of life, even if the limit is approaching, he can also be reborn, as long as the soul is not extinguished, but it is cultivated from scratch, but the Yuan Shen can not understand the heavenly machine, the Great Dao, even if it is immortal for thousands of years, it is just a stubborn stone in the mountains, and the waning moon in the water.

The moment when the Bagua Array of the Two Instruments and Four Elephants in the Sea of Consciousness operates, the Yuan Shen can finally be consummated.

That strand of black hair that has been completely snow-white is the loss of a hundred years of life, and there are 600 years left to comprehend his heavenly way, and Tianjizi doesn't know if he can fulfill his wish.

Tianjizi sighed, that is, he lamented the loss of a hundred years of life, and the small world of relics that was pleasantly opened.

A golden light shot out from the sky like a meteor far away, and Tianjizi's expression was slight, and he knew that the opportunity was close at hand.

On the seven islands of Seven Star Island, all the monks looked at the golden light that pierced the sky, and most of the monks were speculating and uneasy in their hearts, and the choices they made were all silent. That is, no monk released his divine sense, and those monks who only condensed spiritual consciousness already had a layer of sweat on their foreheads.

That golden light emitted the powerful divine thoughts of the late Yuan Infant monks, although there was no killing intent, but there was a pride in the divine thoughts.

The golden light had stopped above the Seven Star Island in an instant, and an illusionary monk appeared from the light, this monk with a face like a crown of jade, but could not see the age, hugged his fist slightly, although he did not speak, but the cold voice covered all the places of the Seven Star Island.

"Heavenly Machine, Daoist Friend?"

The vast majority of the monks breathed a sigh of relief, and now there are some monks who dare to slander in their hearts, this senior's style is really arrogant, and he found Seven Star Island to meet the Heavenly Ancestor, and he actually released his divine thoughts all the way.

Tianjizi is naturally clear, this sect master of Tiancang Sect, is arrogant not only because of his arrogant capital, but mainly because of the avenue he seeks, which is, "I want to climb to the top and see all the mountains at a glance."

Clearness is clear, Tianjizi still muttered for a while, but in the face of great opportunity, both sides have something to ask. Tianjizi delayed for a while, and the unhappiness in his heart disappeared, and Lang Sheng responded to the sky,

"The poor road is here, and Sect Master Lin is unharmed. ”

The monk flashed and appeared in front of Tianjizi. Tianjizi nodded with a smile, casually isolating the space in the Tianji Pavilion.

In the Yingxian Valley, the colorful glow slowly opened the cracks in the space a little, and the fog was a little thicker, and the ground around the valley, the criss-crossing cracks were long or short, wide or narrow, deep or shallow, and the original appearance had been changed.

Jiang Liu clasped a small raised rock tightly with both hands, and his feet struggled to kick the wall of the crack behind him, the high slope that he slept under him last night had completely sunk to the ground, but fortunately, the soil layer of the high slope was a hard rock, which made the high slope firmly stuck in the wide crack, and fortunately he slept on the top of the high slope, so that he could raise his eyes to see the edge of the crack.

He sat down on the high slope with a thick layer of dirt and dirt all over his face, looking at the bottomless dark cracks, and then looking up at the bright blue sky.

The hot tears washed down his face, and Jiang Liu was convinced that he had escaped from life.

Gao Po was stuck in the crack, even if it was firm, it was not a place to stay for a long time, and after regaining some strength, Jiang Liu climbed out of the crack with his hands and feet, and after finding a safe ground, he fell to the ground completely, twisted his neck, and looked to the north again.

At the edge of Yingxian Valley, the mist was a little lighter, and a figure slowly peeled off the gray, and his face gradually appeared clearly.

Jiang Liu looked at the man who was slightly hunched and walked in front of him, as if in a dream, he opened his mouth to call his uncle, but in an instant he saw a triangular scar on the man's forehead, the scar was left by the eldest brother last year, or the wound medicine he applied for the eldest brother, so the location and size of the scar are still clear when I think about it, as if it happened yesterday.

Jiang Liu looked at his 17-year-old eldest brother in horror, and overnight, he was full of gray hair and wrinkles.

After another day and a night, many people in Linhai Town heard the crying of Jiang Hai's family.