After the wind and rain, the sky is as clear and clear as glass, there are a few rainbows hanging upside down on the clear blue sky, which adds a bit of magnificence after the wind and rain, a few unknown birds skim the sky, flying to the distance of nowhere, the low chirp comes, and the smell is ethereal.

Beneath the sky, there are rolling hills, high and low, and from a distance, they look like a verdant earth dragon winding its way forward. In the midst of the winding and undulating peaks, a lone peak rises from the ground, like a sharp sword straight into the clouds, and like a high king, looking down on all beings.

This is the main peak of the Wanshan Sect, the top of the peaks.

On the main peak, it is the sect of the Wanshan Sect. More than a dozen large and small temples are hidden in the lush and verdant woods, and there is a taste of living alone in the world. In a large square paved with white jade, the disciples of the Wanshan Sect were practicing the Tao with swords, and the Dao sword burst out against the rising sun, and there was an momentum of competing with the sun.

Wan Chongluan stood by the window, looking at the disciples practicing in the square, and a smile inadvertently hung on the corner of his mouth.

Although these disciples said that their qualifications were not very good, they were the future of his Wanshan Sect, and it was a great joy for the sect master to see the disciples progress day by day.

"With this disciple, my Wanshan Sect is not afraid of withering. Wan Chongluan said to himself with relief.

Although the Wanshan Sect is a small sect, but since its development, it has always been smooth sailing, and has not suffered any major disasters, which is already good for many sects on the Tian Yuan Continent.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door, and then a disciple was heard say respectfully: "Sect Master, that person seems to be showing signs of awakening, the elders asked me to come and inform you." ”

Oh, you're about to wake up?

Wan Chongluan's eyebrows raised slightly, and the surprise in his heart jumped on his face, and then he replied: "Got it, I'll go over later." ”

As the footsteps of the disciples went away, Wan Chongluan's thoughts returned to the scene when Wan Shui and the other three elders came back with a bronze coffin, which was completely unexpected by everyone.

But after the three elders explained, and Wan Chongluan also ran away in person, this made everyone accept that the so-called treasure turned out to be the coffin in front of them, but this was obviously an ordinary bronze coffin, where was there a little bit of Ling Tian's momentum. And the only reassuring explanation is that perhaps the key to the treasure lies in the young man in the coffin.

Thinking of this, Wan Chongluan couldn't help but smile, and secretly sighed that he had a small family and a small business in the Wanshan Sect, how could he have the opportunity to get a heaven-sent treasure? And that young man, after being examined by many elders, unanimously agreed that he was just an ordinary person.

Disappointed, many elders were a little unhappy, especially the three elders who bravely asked for their lives that day, and they didn't know where to put their old faces when they came back, and naturally they didn't have much interest in the young people in the coffin.

And Wan Chongluan had a humane mind, so he arranged for a disciple to take care of the young man, and no one has asked since then, until today. This is also the reason why the elders asked the disciples to inform the sect master, instead of rushing over themselves.

This is a quiet courtyard, a 10,000-year-old tree stands tall in it, and the green of the body is so green that people who walk into it can't help but light up their eyes. In the courtyard, three houses are arranged in the east, west and north directions, and the middle is connected by a cloister, forming a quadrangle pattern, which has a bit of homely taste.

Wan Chongluan stepped into it, moved to a house to the north, and gently pushed the door. I saw that the sandalwood was swirling, and the unique smell of sandalwood came to my nose, and the spirit of smelling it was a little invigorating.

At this time, a disciple stepped forward and saluted, "Sect Master, you are here!"

Wan Chongluan nodded slightly, his eyes passed through the door curtain, and landed on the bed in the inner room, only to see a young man lying on it, his body trembling slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

The disciple sensibly retreated, and with a creak, the door was shut, and the light in the room suddenly became a little dim, and the swirling of sandalwood became a little stronger.

Coming to the bed, Wan Chongluan carefully looked at the young man on the bed, this was the second time he observed each other carefully, a pair of eyes were shining with green, but after a while, he still shook his head, sighed slightly, picked up a bowl of tea, walked to the windowsill, looked at the lush forest outside the window, and gently sipped tea.

The mysterious young man was indeed about to wake up, but there was no difference between an ordinary person waking up and not waking up. The reason why Wan Chongluan came to check was mainly to ask the other party's origin, and he didn't have any hope for the harvest.

After the tea, the young man opened his eyes faintly, with a deep confusion in his eyes, and muttered, "Where ......is this?"

Wan Chongluan put down the cup and suddenly asked, "Who are you?"

The young man was taken aback, sat up suddenly, turned his head to look at Wan Chongluan, and blurted out, "Who are you?"

Wan Chongluan looked at the young man quietly, taking in the other party's reaction, and at this moment, the young man also looked at Wan Chongluan fixedly, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

The two looked at each other silently, light smoke drifting in the air, changing into various shapes, like a mischievous child trying to attract their attention, but neither of them cared.

Wan Chongluan smiled and said softly: "This is Wanshan Sect, I am Sect Master Wan Chongluan, young man, who are you?"

"Wanshan Sect?" The young man showed a puzzled look, looked at Wan Chongluan with a smile, and said, "I am ....." But when the words came to his mouth, he seemed to be stuck in life, and the words behind him couldn't be spoken.

"Who am I?" the young man scratched his head, as if talking to himself, as if asking Wan Chongluan, but there was no answer, and then he held his head and slammed it twice.

"Who am I and why am I here?"

The young man didn't seem to accept this result, and the whole person became a little manic, but just when he wanted to burst out, a trace of green flashed on Wan Chongluan's fingertips, and then the young man fell on his back.

The door was pushed open suddenly, and I saw that the disciple just now went and returned, looking a little nervous, and as soon as he entered the door, he shouted: "Boy, settle down, ......" His eyes fell on the fallen young man, and the words behind him stopped abruptly.

"Sect Master, disciple Wan Qing made a mistake and asked for punishment!" The disciple repeatedly asked Wan Chongluan for his guilt, and seemed to blame himself for this matter.

Wan Chongluan waved his hand to show that he was okay, and ordered: "Take care of him, and when he wakes up, bring him over to me." With that, he floated out.