Under the fire clouds, the glow of the sun was ten thousand ways, and a red light appeared in the whirlpool formed by the gathered fire clouds, and the red light passed through the Extreme Hope Pavilion, enveloping Yansheng's body.

The Medicine Saint looked at the fire cloud mark on Yansheng's forehead in the firelight in shock. In the firelight, it turned out to be a phantom that lasted for life.

"Yuan Shen?" the memory of the Medicine Sage Immortal Cultivator reminded him of what was going on. It turned out that the Fire Cloud Mark protected his primordial god.

"When did he cultivate the Yuan Shen? The 'Yuan Shen' recorded in the Xuanli Scroll is not the same as the real 'Yuan Shen'?" The Medicine Sage also became curious about this disciple, but he was more concerned.

He just cultivated the 'Spiritual Attraction Technique', and the strength of the Xuan Force was limited, but fortunately, the notes that Yan Sheng left on the Buwang Mountain allowed him to quickly know the true operation of the Xuan Force, and in just a few months, it had surpassed the past too much.

Rumble!

The fire cloud imprint flowed, starting from the forehead and slowly covering the whole body, and the phantom shadow in the fire light merged into the body, merging into one.

On the Burial Heaven Mountain, the saboteurs searched everywhere for the figure of the planner. Recalling his look a few days ago, there was always a sense of uneasiness rising.

"Where the hell will it go?" the saboteur guessed as he stood in the gazebo in the middle of his search, fruitless.

At that moment, a red light descended from the sky in the distance, hitting the sea of clouds, and suddenly, the fire cloud became a piece.

"Deep... Deep World!" anger flashed in the saboteur's eyes.

Rumble!

The red light was strong, the fire clouds gathered, and a light broke through the sea of clouds.

"Are you a saboteur now?" the saboteur muttered.

In the red light, a vague phantus, like a flickering candle flame, could not be seen really. The saboteur seemed to remember something, and said softly, "Is this the ultimate means you are hiding? ”

The destroyer took out the Xuanli scroll from his arms, looked at the landscape lines on it, and gently stroked it with his hand, and a cloud of black gas rushed into the scroll. With a wave of his hand, he threw the Xuanli scroll into the red light.

Deep in the world, planners travel through the darkness. A palm-sized red spar floated in front of him, and when he looked closer, he found that the spar was wrapped in a faint flame.

"I made a little move back then, and I collected a trace of your 'divine soul', now it's time to let you out!" the planner sighed, his palm turned into a blade, and cut down, and in an instant, the red light was sheng.

"I hope you'll remember what I said!" muttered the planner.

The medicine saint watched as the phantom and the extension of life became one, the wounds on his body continued to heal, his breathing slowly smoothed out from shortness to shortness, the fire cloud mark on his forehead completely disappeared, the sound of Dong Dong's heartbeat became stronger, and the vitality was returning.

A smile appeared on Yeonsheng's face, looking silly and silly, as if he had a sweet dream.

"Silly boy, what did you dream about?" the Medicine Sage quipped.

Yan Sheng babbled a lot, and the medicine saint didn't understand it at all, which made him very strange. After thinking about it carefully, he said, "Are you dreaming of your hometown and family?"

The expression on Yansheng's face changed, and he tapped his chin slightly, as if admitting.

A smile appeared on the medicine saint's face, and he didn't ask anymore, he was afraid that he would disturb his sweet dreams.

Rumble!

A black gas suddenly appeared in the red light, and the medicine saint was shocked that the Xuan Li was running, leading the black qi towards himself, and if he took a closer look, it was actually the Xuan Li scroll that he had handed over to Yansheng at the beginning.

"How did it appear in the red light? wasn't it in Gülen?" he looked at the red light that fell from the sky, his eyes full of doubt.

From Yansheng's mouth, he knew that the Xuanli Scroll had already been taken away by Gülen, and at this time, there was no sign of Gülen, and he was a little confused.

Looking at the landscape lines on the scroll, the Xuanli worked, slowly elongated, and the two paintings came into view, no different from the notes left by Yansheng.

The Xuan Force strengthened, and he was never able to open the third picture.

Looking at Yansheng, who was wrapped in red light, he finally placed the Xuanli scroll beside him.

The red light lasted for half a day, and when it dissipated, the pot exploded on the mountain, and they all speculated about what the vision would cause.

The red light dissipated, and Yansheng did not wake up, still asleep, with a smile on his face. The well-proportioned breathing and steady heartbeat indicated that his body was fine, and the Medicine Sage's conclusion was that he had entered a 'deep sleep'!

These words naturally attracted the eyes of Williamham, but for now, he can only admit it.

A large number of people poured into the 100,000 mountains, and the vision caused by Yansheng's taking the red 'Ice Blue Spirit' some time ago was noticed by people with good intentions, and they thought that it would be absolutely auspicious for fire clouds to appear in the snow world, especially the ten thousand rays of light.

With the increase in the number of people, the 100,000 mountains are full of popularity, anyway, there is no place in the whole world that is good now, it is better to build a house in this auspicious place.

Williamham and the Medicine Saint did not stop them, as long as they did not go up to the mountain! In the 100,000 mountains, these people were in full swing building their new homes in the snowy world.

"I said I don't need to build it so carefully, right? I'm afraid that in a few days, this place will collapse!" someone laughed.

"Damn, Lao Tzu is planning to build a good house here, there is an auspicious atmosphere here, it shouldn't be like other places!"

"Where?"

"Anything else?"

"Now where is not ruins, I always feel that this world is going to collapse!"

"Hey!"

People were cutting down trees and building houses, and they were chatting openly. After so much, the world seems to have seen it.

From time to time, the medicine saint flew to the sky and used his magical powers to help these people, and when people saw that this person was so good, they asked him if he was an immortal. The medicine saint always happily replied, 'It was, it was.' So he took the opportunity to popularize the mystical power, but unexpectedly, most people would know the mental formula of the 'Spiritual Guiding Formula'. This made him a little crying and laughing, and he guessed in his heart: "How many people did that stupid boy teach this power to." ”

Of course, the medicine saint didn't know that in the past few years, at least tens of millions of people have cultivated Xuanli.

"I said William, how many people have you taught to cultivate Xuan Li?"

"I don't know, anyway, a year ago, the East and West combined about 500 million people. ”

"So much?"

"Hals and Roth are in the West, and the people of the Holy Sect must cultivate Xuanli, and your apprentice has taught it in the army, and this is passed on ten, ten to hundred, and it is no longer countable!"

"Not this year?"

"Well, the war has sickened the earth, and the heavens and the earth exhale not aura, but poisonous gas. That's why your apprentice said that cultivation was forbidden first. Fortunately, it was discovered in time, but there were still some people who were poisoned by the poisonous gas, and the meridians on their bodies were destroyed. ”

"Oh, it's okay, it's coming, I always feel like it's coming!" said the medicine saint thoughtlessly.

Williamham understood what he meant, smiled and quipped, "You're so confident?"

"I, the medicine saint, don't say anything else, but I still know very well about the breath of this heaven and earth, after all, I am 'Langzhong', and I am responsible for healing. The Medicine Sage said proudly.

"Then you can't cure that apprentice, what kind of world do you say?" Williamham couldn't help but quipp.

"Isn't he better!, but he didn't wake up!" The second half of the sentence was a little weak, and the medicine saint replied.

"To be honest, your apprentice has been like this for two months, and he will come in the spring in a few days, can you?"

"Nonsense, I said it takes time and opportunity!"

"Well, it's mainly up to him. ”

"If you say it, you don't say it!"

"Well, I'll tell you, when spring comes, everything will come. The medicine saint said with a smile.

The two looked at each other, both shook their heads and laughed, and while they were laughing, Hals and Roth led three or four thousand people to climb the mountain.

At this time, Buwangshan was completely lively.

Hals, Williamham, and Medicine Saint, the three adventurer giants, although they are legendary, have gathered together under the apocalypse.

Most of the people gathered on the mountain were former adventurers, and the three giants gathered together, which aroused their adventurous hearts, remembered the experiences of those beautiful adventurers in the past, and at the same time, they were shocked to realize that their blood was still flowing, and they were 'alive'.

Roth has changed a little, his shoulder-length short blond hair has turned into an inch head, his blue eyes are more calm and wise, in front of Bai Xian'er and others, he is still like that, his mouth is open, and he can mobilize the atmosphere.

Acquaintances, most of them are acquaintances, everyone drinks and talks about the experience of suffocating in the past few years, discussing war and the end of the world, one is worse than the other, and one is more determined than the other, after they emphasize and magnify their suffering, they don't forget to say that they haven't given up or something. Obviously, this is a grievance meeting.

They know that it is not easy for each other, and it is not easy to survive in such a world. No one will laugh at those who have experienced it, and whether his experience is suffering or happiness, as long as it is not fictional, it is a past worthy of respect.

That night, in the campfires, east and west, adventurers who had once crossed paths sat together, and they talked about the 'friendship', the 'scenery' and the suffering.

They were singing, dancing, talking, yelling, trying not to touch the fact that they had no soul power now, otherwise it would be very disappointing.

Standing at the end of the cold winter and indulging in wanton indulgence, they are ready to welcome the coming spring with laughter.

"After tonight, spring is coming, and I heard that this spring will give us a different surprise!"

"What do you mean?"

"The medicine saint said, spring is coming, everything is coming! For spring, let's toast!"

"!"

Bang bang!

It was already midnight when the cups staggered, and at this moment, the thunder rumbled in the sky. Everyone looked up, and suddenly saw several thunderbolts falling from the sky one after another, and there were more and more thunderbolts, and the roof of the Extreme Hope Pavilion was overturned by it!

Thundered!

The lightning shone brightly, hitting Yansheng who was sleeping on the bed.

Spring has arrived, and the spring thunder has sounded, but I don't know what kind of world this spring thunder will wake up.