The fact that Sheng Yan is a foreign race naturally shook the Hetu Pavilion, and the Mei Sage, who is full of opportunities, is preparing for the next Tianque Examination, and he will inevitably be recalled to the Hetu Pavilion by the Hetu real person for questioning.

"Master, I have an impression of Sheng Yan. When I tattooed the Ice Plum Seal on him, I was sure that he was not of the same race. Mei Shengren said firmly.

In front of Hetu Zhenren, the Sage Mei, who is over 100 years old, is also respectful, showing the true character of a filial piety.

"The reason why I noticed him at that time was that he was fighting against some of the older kids who were bullying him, and he was bleeding from his wounds and bleeding, and his blood was fine. ”

"It's even worse. Hetu Zhenren sighed.

Knowing his worries, Sage Mei hurriedly replied, "The Sage has ordered to secretly investigate the dynamics of the alien races everywhere and investigate other hidden alien races in the territory. ”

Hetu Zhenren shook his head again and again, and could only sigh.

"The saint is difficult to solve the greed for the door of the chosen one, the south is not peaceful, and the world is not peaceful. ”

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Unlike the busyness outside Ying Tianfu, the other disciples who were not seriously injured were all engaged in intense repair affairs, and Wu Chen was in a coma for two days and one night.

After he came to his senses, he suddenly had a dream that was extremely real, and the connection between the dream and reality made it difficult for him to distinguish the real from the false.

He dreamed that he walked into the deed hall alone, and there was no nebula by his side, and this time in the deed hall, in addition to the white creatures, behind the white woods, there was also an old man.

He sat on one of the high seats, thin, gray-haired, with his head bowed, and his wide white cloak covering his whole body, including his head, and even his chair, as if he were sitting hanging in the air. The brim of his hat was very low, and Wu Chen could only see his thin, wrinkled chin.

He was supported by a white cane in both hands, as if a gust of wind here could blow away his thin body, which matched his voice.

He didn't look up, but said to himself, "You're here." The voice was extremely hoarse and broken.

"Senior, are you talking to me?" Wu Chen stood in a polite position and asked with his hand.

The white-robed old man didn't reply or raise his head, and said directly, "You come to find it." When this voice came out, Wu Chen clearly saw that the jaw of the person with the brim of his hat was hanging down, but the sound still came from all directions in the air.

The man didn't give Wu Chen time to be curious, his hand was raised in an instant, and with a wave of his crutch, he transformed the middle of the main hall in his hand into a high platform.

On the stage, a golden box stands steadily, and the four walls of the box are exquisitely carved with strange patterns. Its top is open, and there are two overlooking eyes at the top, also carved in gold, lifelike, overlapping eyes, still merciful to all beings, that is the deed box.

"Come on. The white-robed old man's voice became more and more distant, and under the dazzling golden light, Wu Chen could no longer see clearly that there was a person sitting next to the box.

I only felt that at this time, my thoughts were out of control, and I walked forward silently, and my steps seemed clumsy and dull.

Wu Chen had already climbed a few steps, and in the confusion of his five senses, he could see this box very clearly. He uncontrollably reached out to reach for the deed box, and the deeper he stretched his hand, he began to feel a little uncomfortable, but the feeling of soreness and discomfort in his whole body stimulated him, and he wanted to go deeper even more.

Until his fingers touched the bottom of the golden box, he didn't touch anything, instead, the golden light in front of him suddenly changed, and for a while, the golden light turned into lightning stripes.

This sky-high golden light, sudden thunder and lightning, wisps of electric light and flint, from Wu Chen's fingers straight to the chest and abdomen, Wu Chen's whole person was glued to this golden box, unable to move.

I only felt pain all over my body, my skin and flesh were burned, emitting a stench of burning, and life was worse than death.

The white-robed old man next to the golden box, his eyes moved slightly, and he quickly glanced at Wu Chen, and saw that he was trembling all over, and his face was also white and bloodless.

He shook his head, waved his staff again, and with a bang, cut off the golden lightning from the middle, cutting off the torture of Wu Chen. Wu Chen's entire body, as if restrained by these lightnings, suddenly took off the restraints and immediately collapsed to the ground.

Then the scene suddenly changed, as if entering another world, and as if it was another fantasy.

As far as Wu Chen's eyes can reach, there is a vast desert with a distant view, there are no birds on the top, and there is no way to find a home, I don't know what to do.

In the desert there was only the back of a young man, barearmed, with scars on his shoulders. Each arm carried a gold box, and the box emitted an ethereal golden light, gilding his body into a jade Buddha in the world.

He looked up and saw that there were two suns in the sky bordering the end of the desert.

The sky is hot and scorching.

There is a sunset hanging low in the east, and there is a full wheel of scorching sun in the west, rising in front of the face, as if the young man walks forward, he will stick to the surface of the western sun, the desert is hot, the sun is scorching, and the young man is sweating like rain. His resolute steps in despair are shocking in the desert that destroys people's will.

Wu Chen was at a loss to know where this was, who the young man behind him was, and how he handled himself. Only the young man could hear it in a deep voice, as if he was saying: If you lose your humanity, you may lose a lot, and if you lose your animal nature, you will lose everything......

Get out of the desert, go firmly, it's coming, it's almost there......

Now if I have a saliva to drink, my steps will be firmer!

The young man's voice kept echoing in his ears, Wu Chen was illuminated by the sun that was about to rise in the west, and his body stood under the dome, but it was like being in the two heavens of ice and fire. Half burning, half cold, making him shiver and scorching at the same time.

"Water!"

"Water!"

"Water ......"

"Water, come, drink, take a sip......" Another voice came from his ears, for some reason, it felt very familiar, and the feeling of ice and fire differentiation on both sides of Wu Chen's body gradually faded.

The familiar voice next to him was more real: "Uncle Shi, drink saliva, just drink it." ”

Wu Chen subconsciously smashed his mouth, and a stream of cool liquid sucked into his throat, and the cold pleasure was something he had never experienced in his life.

He slowly opened his eyes, and in front of him was Sun Tianye's concerned eyes.

"I'm ......" Wu Chen tore the thick quilt open, looking at the environment in the surrounding room and feeling strange.

Sun Tianye pulled the quilt and had to cover Wu Chen again: "Uncle Shi, you finally woke up." ”

"Don't cover it, don't cover it, cover me with such a thick quilt, no wonder I dreamed of two suns, and the heat killed me. Wu Chen threw the quilt away, and when he came back to his senses, he had injuries on his face and body, and there was pain in his eyes, but his sunken eyes were still enthusiastic.

"Uncle Shi......"

"Are you okay?" Wu Chen completely woke up from his dream, thinking of the cruelty of this battle, the disciples in the mansion must have suffered heavy casualties.

"I can't do it, I can't charge if I want to, I'm not ...... dead," Sun Tianye said, his face full of guilt.

"It's good that you're not dead, I'm so happy to see you alive. Wu Chen was bitter in his heart, but he really wanted to laugh.

Sun Tianye's heart sank, and a stream of heat also surged into his eyes, scratching his head and saying: "Cultural people are really numb." ”