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Looking at the clouds in the wilderness, Tianxuanzi was gloomy.

Looking back on the past years, it actually gave him a kind of surprise that was floating in a butterfly dream.

At this time, the walker has disappeared into the wilderness, and his boundlessness comes freely and leisurely.

Tian Xuanzi froze in place, and the whole person looked as if he had lost his soul.

He was very sad and gloomy, and this journey was over before he really set foot in it.

After being silent for a long time, Tian Xuanzi let out a long sigh.

He turned to look at the way, then raised his eyes to look at Middle-earth, his face bitter and helpless.

"It's empty to come, it's empty to go, and the world is empty. ”

Tian Xuanzi was sad, and his eyes were full of melancholy.

After that, Tianxuanzi wanted to leave.

At this moment, the wind swept suddenly, and then I heard it, and a sound came:

"Robbery is made by karma, and karma is born from the heart. If you want to return to the bad luck, you must correct people's hearts. The wind of the world has not turned, and it is difficult to return from the catastrophe. If the cause of suffering is not pulled, it is difficult to produce bitter fruits. ”

The words stopped, and the fierce wind suddenly subdued the momentum, and the vast field, only the flowers and plants were swaying, smoky and light.

Hearing this, Tianxuanzi woke up and turned around.

"Who?"

He looked around, and there was no half of a figure, but the voice of Shicai was so clearly imprinted in the depths of his heart.

After looking forward to it for a long time, Tianxuanzi still couldn't find it, and the doubts in his heart were already flooding.

Tian Xuanzi frowned, secretly thinking that it was not the walker who went and returned?

As soon as he thought of this, Tian Xuanzi hurriedly asked, "But you turned back again?"

At this moment, the four fields were silent, and there was no other sound, only the residual wind gently swept across the turf, stirring the flowers and branches.

Tian Xuanzi was suspicious, and his eyebrows were extremely condensed.

For a moment, Tian Xuanzi's gaze suddenly froze.

Looking at the eye, it was originally an empty meadow, but with the falling eyes of Tianxuanzi, the grass was suddenly changing.

I saw that a tree glowing with psychedelic brilliance was growing and expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a short time, the trees became towering and covered the four fields.

Looking at this scene, Tianxuanzi was completely stunned.

"This..."

Tian Xuanzi muttered in a daze, and the whole person was stunned.

It was an indescribable tree, with a thick, crooked, stretching trunk.

The trees are full of bright leaves, as if they have been washed by the clouds, yellow and red, shining, looking around, only to feel that there are clusters of flowing fire hanging on the tree, burning, burning......

Tianxuanzi fell under the tree, full of surprise.

Even though he was well-informed, and he himself had the strength of the Mahayana realm, he was shocked by this suddenly fluffy tree.

Just when Tianxuanzi was stunned, on the golden tree, there was a protruding sound of "brushing", and then I saw that an old man came from the branches and leaves.

This old man, wearing a plain robe, has blazing eyes, and his pale hair is rippling in the wind, as if he has never seen this fireworks in the world, and it seems that the fireworks in this world are only like clouds of smoke.

Tian Xuanzi looked at the old man in a daze, and on the old man's body, he couldn't feel the breath of a cultivator.

Although this is the case, Tianxuanzi's heart is extremely clear that this old man is not simple, just from the calm bearing of the old man, people can't help but be in awe.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

After a while, Tianxuanzi calmed down a little, and then looked at the old man and asked.

The old man smiled faintly and said, "Why do people in the Fenglan Continent always like to ask me who I am after seeing the old man?"

Tian Xuanzi glanced at him and said, "This is the number of rites." ”

"Etiquette?"

The old man was slightly surprised, and said, "In this way, if I don't show anything, I am a person who does not understand etiquette?"

Tian Xuanzi paused and said, "Of course, if you are not a good person, you don't need to care about this. ”

The old man smiled and said, "In your opinion, am I a good person or an ungood person?"

As he spoke, the smile on the old man's face became obscure, as if he meant something else, and as if he were normal.

Tian Xuanzi stared at the old man, thought for a while, and said, "It depends on why Your Excellency is here. ”

The old man said: "I'll come here for a walk, and let my Thousand Dust Tree bloom and bear fruit by the way." ”

As he spoke, the old man looked sideways at the branches and leaves that shrouded him.

"Thousand Dust Trees?"

Tian Xuanzi frowned, and said, "I don't know what kind of flowers and fruits your Excellency's spirit tree will bloom and bear?"

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile: "All laws are empty, and cause and effect are not empty." The flowers that I want to bloom on this tree are naturally the flowers of cause and effect, and the fruits that are going to bear are naturally the fruits of cause and effect. ”

"Cause and effect?"

Tian Xuanzi was stunned, giving him the feeling that this old man was quite mysterious, but unfortunately, he didn't know anything about this old man.

No matter how Tianxuanzi reminisced about his memories, he couldn't remember when there was a person like the old man on the Fenglan Continent.

After a moment of silence, Tianxuanzi spoke: "I don't believe in cause and effect, because I believe that people can overcome the sky!"

Hearing this, the old man smiled, and his smile was profound, and he was noncommittal about Tianxuanzi's words.

After a while, the old man said, "Whether you believe it or not, the cause and effect are there." If you don't come or go, when the time comes, it will bloom, it will bear fruit, and eventually it will turn into dust. ”

Hearing the old man's obscure words, Tian Xuanzi's face gradually became ugly.

In his life, he fights with people and the sky, but he doesn't believe in cause and effect, he doesn't respect fate, he is confident, and with his own strength, he can change his life against the sky, and he can escape cause and effect.

The old man stared at Tian Xuanzi, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate Tian Xuanzi's thoughts at a glance.

After a moment of silence, the old man spoke: "If you don't believe in cause and effect, then why have you done? If you don't respect fate, why are you at a loss here?"

Hearing this, Tianxuanzi was suddenly stunned, he opened his mouth, as if he wanted to refute something, but in the end, he didn't say a word.

Seeing Tianxuanzi's posture, the old man smiled faintly.

The next moment, with a light wave of his hand, the Thousand Dust Tree that had originally covered the four fields protruded and turbulent, and then quickly converged.

In a short time, the thousand dust trees that covered the sky had evolved into nothing.

At another look, only the old man was left standing in the air.

At this time, the old man is like a cloud and mist, and he is unpredictable.

Tian Xuanzi was stunned on the spot, his eyes firmly locked on the old man, he couldn't see through the old man, he couldn't understand what the old man said, and he didn't even know why the old man appeared so far, but he could feel that the old man's realm was too much beyond himself.

Just when Tianxuanzi was stunned, the old man smiled faintly at him, and then, his figure gradually became blurry and illusory.

In the blink of an eye, the old man has disappeared without a trace, and the curtain is wide, and only a voice lingers: "The world is leisurely, not as good as the hills, lying under the vines, and the stone pillows." If you don't look at the son of heaven, you don't envy the princes, there is nowhere to live and die, so why worry about it?"

Tian Xuanzi looked at the sky stupidly, and the whole person was motionless like a statue.

For a long time, Tianxuanzi's lips and teeth opened slightly, as if he was muttering something again.

...........

Time flies, and before you know it, the Imperial City of Middle-earth ushered in a cold winter.

Between heaven and earth, there was a vast expanse of white, snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, and the whole earth was shrouded in white tents and became covered in silver.

What is surprising is that this period of time that should not have been stopped has become extremely relentless, and the Fenglan Continent seems to have returned to calm after a series of great changes.

Of course, in addition to surprise, there is also shock.

In just a few months, there was news from the North Hell Pavilion that Tian Xuanzi had stepped down as the Pavilion Master of the North Hades Pavilion, and then disappeared.

In this regard, all forces have their own speculations, some people say that this is a conspiracy of Tian Xuanzi, and some people say that this is Tian Xuanzi lost his way back, of course, all this seems to have become unimportant.

With the great changes in the Northern Underworld Pavilion, the Nine Shadows Sect and the Xuan Immortal Valley have also become settled.

In addition to the fact that Tianxuanzi has become missing, there are also people who have disappeared, this person does not say anything else, it is the Aotian who broke the ban before.

Of course, there are also many rumors about the unexplained disappearance of Aotian, but these rumors, under the baptism of time, have become more and more pale and powerless......

On this occasion, in the Imperial City of Middle-earth, in a mansion in the west of the city, a group of crazy guests such as Wuyi gathered in the main hall.

Outside the hall, the snow flakes are blowing, the cold wind is cold, and sometimes there is cold air quietly rushing in.

"Old Meng, what's wrong, summoning us all here?"

Wu Wang looked at Meng Lao, who was sitting on the main seat, and asked.

Dream Sanqian paused, then looked outside the hall, and said abruptly: "It seems that it has been a long time since we left Dengyun!"

Hearing the words of Meng Sanqian's emotion, all the fanatics in the hall were stunned.

None of them are stupid, and they can hear the meaning of the three thousand dreams.

Nangong Yingying said: "Old Meng, are we going to recover Dengyun?"

When she said this, Nangong Yingying's whole person became excited, although she was the pearl of Nangong Pavilion, she didn't like to be restrained, and loved freedom more.

Not only Nangong Yingying, but all the fanatics in the hall were excited, they had been in the Imperial City of Middle-earth for a long time, but there was only one place in their home, and that was Dengyun Peak.

Wu Wangxing rushed and said: "Meng Lao, give the order, let's kill back Dengyun and regain our lost dignity!"

Hearing this, many fanatics echoed one after another:

"Elder Wu Forget is right, kill back and regain our lost dignity!"

"That's right!!!"

"We've been away from home for too long!

“......”

Hearing everyone's agitated words, Dream Sanqian smiled faintly, then turned his gaze to Wuyi's body, and said: "Wuyi, you are the dean of the Maniac Academy, and you still need to decide on this matter!"

After speaking, Dream Sanqian slowly stood up from the main seat, and said: "This position, I shouldn't have sat in the first place, the reason why I sat was because of the chaos of the time." ”

As he spoke, Dream Sanqian glanced at Wuyi and motioned for Wuyi to sit on the main seat.

Seeing this, Wuyi was stunned, even if he was calm, he was inevitably a little flattered.

Wu Wangxiao glared at Wu Yi with a smile and quipped, "What's the matter? Our little white-faced dean, isn't he also shy?"

Hearing this, everyone smiled, but their eyes involuntarily fixed on Wu Yi.

Wuyi was silent in place, and did not walk towards the main seat as expected.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "Dream Lao, I have no memory and lack of experience, although I am the dean of the Crazy Guest Academy, I am only the head of the first academy. At present, the Fenglan Continent seems to be calm, but no one can say for sure, behind this calm, what magnificent waves are brewing. ”

At this point, Wu Yi paused for a moment, and then said: "Once there is a wave, I will become a realm cultivator for a small time, and I will only be a drop in the ocean, and our generation of fanatics will have to rely on Meng Lao and others to control it. ”

As he spoke, Wuyi's gaze wandered over the bodies of Meng Sanqian, Xiaomeng, Yan Shuai, and Banjiao Qingniu for a moment.

Hearing Wuyi's words, Nangong Yingying and the others' faces sank, giving them the feeling that Wuyi seemed to be shirking something.

At this time, Yan Shuai said: "No memory, although I am not the same generation as you, I am also a madman, you are the dean of the madman academy, even if my strength is temporarily stronger than yours, I will obey you." ”

Xiaomeng said: "What Xiaoshuai said is good, I will also listen to you." ”

Banjiao Qingniu mooed a few times on the side, and said: "Although I am not a fanatic, I think that Dengyun Peak should be a good place to go, as the dean of the Fanatic Academy, I want to live in your territory, and I will give you some face." ”

Wuyi was stunned, and just wanted to say something, but at this moment, Meng Sanqian preemptively said: "Wuyi, crazy and crazy, the first is crazy, and then it is the guest." I know that you are worried about your own strength and will not be able to control the current situation, but you must not forget that you are not the only one to fight, there are thousands of fanatics behind you!"

Hearing this, the madmen in the hall nodded yes one after another.

Ximen Jianxin said: "No memory, in my mind, you have always been a responsible person!"

As she spoke, she also gave Wu Yi a determined look.

Seeing that everyone supported him like this, Wu Yi was a little excited, just like Meng Sanqian said, the reason why he shirked a little was because of his own strength.

Compared with the people of the same generation, the strength of Wuyi, Wu Forget and others is only outstanding, and with the changes in the world, there are too many uncertain people and things on the Fenglan Continent, like the earliest demon cultivators, like those crazy people who have broken the ban now......

All of this and so on made Wu Yi feel helpless, he only hated that his strength was too weak, and he couldn't exert his strength in every battle.

Just when there was no memory, Dream Sanqian spoke: "No memory, you are still young, in this long time of wireless, there is always an era that belongs to you." ”

After saying that, Dream Sanqian glanced at Wuyi again and let him sit in the main seat.

After receiving the eyes of Dream Sanqian, Wu Yi paused slightly, and then slowly took a step.

Seeing this, everyone's expressions were excited, and they recognized Wu Yi in their hearts, even if it was Wu Wang, they felt that it was appropriate for Wu Yi to be the dean of the Crazy Guest Academy.

In a short time, the Memoryless Man had already walked to Dream Sanqian, but he did not sit on the main seat as everyone expected, but stood with Dream Sanqian.

Wu Yi said: "Meng Lao, thank you! But I can't do this position." ”

As he spoke, Wu Yi paused slightly, and then said, "But I believe that one day, I will sit down with peace of mind!!"

Hearing this, Meng Sanqian nodded, and did not persuade Wu Yi to say anything, and said, "As long as the ambition in your heart has not been extinguished, then I will not worry." ”

When the words fell, Dream Sanqian gave a resolute look at Wu Yi.

Wu Yi bowed his head, turned to look at the many madmen in the main hall, and said: "Everyone, someone said that the fallen leaves return to their roots, and I agree with this statement! The roots of my fanatics are in Dengyun, where there is not only our dignity, but also our glory! The glory that belongs to my fanatics alone!"

Hearing this, all the fanatics present fell silent, but their eyes invariably shone brightly.

Wu Yi said: "Now, Dengyun Peak is occupied by fanatics of the same origin as us, and it is understandable for them to stay there, but what I want to say is that their madness has passed, and now, they are guests, and we are the masters!"

Everyone nodded their heads one after another, agreeing with what Wuyi said.

Wu Wang's battle spirit was surging, and he said: "Little white face, don't say it again, hurry up and give an order, let's kill back to Dengyun together!!"

Wuyi shook his head and said, "Dead fat man, I said it all, they are of the same origin as us, how can it be said that they are killed back?"

Wu Wang frowned, he didn't have any sense of identity with those madmen who broke the ban, you know, before that, Aotian and other madmen almost slaughtered the Imperial City of Middle-earth, and this kind of behavior was far from the way of madmen.

Seeing everyone's demeanor, Wu Yi said: "Anyway, they are also fanatics. At least, they used to be! They have also devoted their blood and youth to my fanatics, they have meritorious, and now they have made mistakes, and they can live with common sense!"

Wu Wang's eyebrows sank, and he said, "Little white face, then according to what you see, how are we going to recover Dengyun?"

Wuyi smiled and said, "It's not to recover, it's to go home, to our own home." If they know the way of host and guest, there may be a possibility of discussion, but if they don't know the etiquette of the guest, we can only use it!"

Wu Wu pursed his lips and said, "Little white faces, with their temperament, they have long regarded Dengyun as their home, and you still want them to know their way back!"

Regarding what Wu Wang's words, he was noncommittal, but looked at Meng Sanqian who was beside him.

After receiving Wuyi's eyes, Meng Sanqian smiled faintly and said, "Wuyi, what you said is very right. If we want to go home, I'm afraid we'll need a lot of deliberation. ”

Wu Yi nodded and said, "Now there are many powerful people entrenched in Dengyun, and there are dozens of cultivators in the Tribulation Realm. I just think that with our little strength, it may be difficult to talk to them about the gift of host and guest!"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions became solemn, and even a belligerent person like Wu Wu was also solemn.

Dream Sanqian said: "No memory, then tell me, what should we do next?"

Wu Yi thought for a while, and said: "Meng Lao, the people who occupy Dengyun are only a few, and now outside the Imperial City of Middle-earth, there are still many fanatics, before this, they did not go along with Aotian and others, and they still miss the fanatics in the depths of their hearts!"

Hearing this, Dream Sanqian smiled with satisfaction, and then turned his eyes to look at the crowd in the main hall, and said, "I vaguely smiled at the young man, and his eyebrows were not reduced from the pride of the year!"

.......