At the top of the mountain, under the white clouds and blue sky, the ethereal wind blows, and the wild flowers and grasses are all over the mountains, but the wild, the homeless, the outcasts, are not only these plants and mountains.

A man and a woman sit together on a stone step at the top of the mountain, the stone steps are translucent and appear in the shape of several benches, and I don't know when it was built.

The man's skin is somewhat dark, the same color that he has been exposed to the sun all year round, revealing a healthy and strong body. The woman's posture is graceful, and her slender figure blends with the landscape, and she must be a beautiful woman from the back.

The two of them looked at the endless rice and wheat fields and the beautiful mountains and rivers and valleys below, and their eyes seemed to be attracted by the secluded valley like an abyss, unable to extricate themselves, and the flowing luster and leisurely eyes seemed to be recalling the past and tracing the past.

The man's hands were slightly calloused, left by years of work, some rough hands held a worn-out parchment roll on the palm of his hand, and the other hand held a brush full of dark atmosphere, carving, freehand, one pattern after another jumped out of the paper, I don't know what I was writing.

Shadow Arcane can be used not only for fighting, but also for life, not just for fleeing with shadows, in fact, as long as the dark magic energy is highly condensed, it can leave traces on the paper, just like ink, as long as it does not encounter the Holy Light, it can remain on the paper forever.

When you are in the city, you don't need to, and everything is done by pens and ink, however, in this Eight Wilderness Village, like its name "Waste", it is not prosperous, and can only rely on this and primitive way of recording.

The man's young face was a little vicissitudes, as if he had experienced a lot of the past, and his eyes were so deep that he couldn't see the end, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

In the past five years, Liu Feng's immature face has long been gone, but it has turned into a more resolute face, his eyebrows are like a sword, and his eyes are like stars, even in this world where there is no escape, almost closed, but there is no danger, and even the arcane seems a little chicken, he still insists on practicing every day, insists on risking the danger to fight against the demons, and breaks through the nebula, turns into a bright and brilliant star, and becomes a high-ranking arcanist.

After becoming a high-ranking arcanist, because there was no awakening stone in the village, Liu Feng did not awaken any department.

Legend has it that in addition to awakening with the Awakening Stone, you can also awaken yourself, and with your strong will, you can break the spiritual universe and give birth to a new arcane system.

An Susu and the villagers are examples, with their own strong spiritual power, they broke the shackles and awakened the arcane system independently, without relying on external objects, Liu Feng also tried to rely on his own awakening, but he didn't have the slightest clue, and he couldn't even find a way at all.

Even in the city, there are very few people who awaken independently, only a few words have been talked about in ancient books, the arcane masters in ancient times are all self-awakening, such as the Yan Emperor in ancient times, after looking up at the dome night after night, watching a match awaken the fire system, and left a sentence for posterity to praise: "I lit this match, the sky is full of dense bright stars as if I was instantly ignited, and the incomparably clear vast galaxy seems to be rushing towards me." ”

I don't know how many young and promising young people have been inspired by this sentence in later generations, and how many young people have the courage and confidence to chase the mysteries of the universe and the mysterious starry sky, which is why there is today's prosperous Arcane era......

However, all this has nothing to do with Liu Feng, this is not an arcane era, just a village, a place called Eight Desolation Village.

However, with one's own spiritual power, independent awakening is only a theoretical thing even in today's world, and no one has verified this thing, after all, the awakening stone is not a valuable thing, but in this land without an awakening stone, independent awakening is everywhere, which really verifies the legendary self-awakening, perhaps because the arcanist in the city discovered the awakening stone, so the self-awakening gradually disappeared, so that it became extinct......

Obviously, someone had already walked out of the road of self-awakening, and it was right in front of him, but he was never able to step into it, which made Liu Feng have to sigh. It's okay, you can't get out anyway, you can't wake up, you can't wake up.

But even if he couldn't get out, Liu Feng was still very curious about what department he would awaken next, so he was still trying all day long.

Five years is not long, but it is not short, but it is a bit long when it comes to Liu Feng and Ji Yean.

From the beginning, every day I thought about getting out of this sky and this land, returning to Qin Island, thinking about countermeasures every day, and what greeted them was the failure of absconding again and again, there was obviously no one stopping them here, but it was like a prison built by the Heavenly Dao, not allowing them to go out, and locking them in completely.

Obviously, the sky is so vast, but it makes people feel suffocated, as if the sky is pressing on their bodies, trying to crush people to death.

Liu Feng and Ye An never believed what the people in the Eight Desolations Village said, even if the villagers of the Eight Desolations Village regarded him as a god, the two of them had visited, except for the truth and strong cultivation, there was no difference.

The only thing that was a little confused was Mr.'s long longevity, which made people feel weird, but everyone acquiesced in this matter, and Liu Feng and Ji Ye'an did not pursue it further.

The people in the village never lie, but what they said is that there are only Eight Desolate Villages in the world, and Ji Ye'an and Liu Feng still don't agree with it, how can there only be Eight Desolate Villages, so is the city they lived in before a fantasy? It's just sitting in a well and watching the sky, it's ridiculous.

After many discussions and reflections by Liu Feng and Ji Ye'an, they finally gradually pointed to an answer: this must be a place surrounded by demons, I don't know for what reason, demons dare not invade here, and as a result, demons gather more and more, turning the periphery of this place into a dead place in the world, so that people from the outside world can no longer enter.

The so-called dead places are places that scholars believe are inaccessible to human beings, such as the South China Sea Empire in southern China, the Kunlun Mountains in China, the Bermuda Triangle, and the southernmost Antarctica in the world...... Wait a minute. The coverage of demons in these places is already immeasurable, and the density of demons is almost infinite, and even if a transcendent arcanist enters it, he will definitely not be able to see the sun the next day.

Just four years ago, they gave up absconding, and in that absconding, the two of them were almost left behind in the endless demon tribe, and that day, the demons were covered in a blood-colored carpet, the corpses were piled up into dry bones, their magic energy was exhausted, their clothes were dyed blood, and it took a lot of hard work to survive and return to the Eight Desolation Village. Since then, Ji Ye'an and Liu Feng have given up, no longer thinking about escaping, now, they have regarded the Eight Desolation Village as their new home, the people here are gentle, kind, even if there are contradictions, they are solved with words, never use arcane to inflict violence, let alone use arcane to do nonsense, Liu Feng and Ji Ye'an like it here, it would be better if there were no memories of their previous lives.

The memories of the city seem to be another life, more and more like their previous lives, as time goes by, as if they are the residents of this place, the people of the Eight Desolate Village.

Maybe it's because the people of Bahuang Village are kind and simple by nature, maybe it's because the closed world is not stained with the dust of the outside world, this is simply the legendary peach blossom source, there is no intrigue, there is no competition for power and power.

Everything is quiet.

This pure land is pure, quiet, peaceful, and happy, and if they choose the place where they were born, they will inevitably choose here, and there will be no trouble here, let alone danger.

What I didn't expect was that those happy memories in the past turned into endless pain, as if the big river was about to drown people, so that Liu Feng couldn't help but want to forget it completely, but fortunately, as time went by, those happy memories were gradually disappearing.

Wen Lu, father, father, eldest brother and sister-in-law, Principal Zhu, the teachers of Qindao, the young ladies on the street, and many others.........

Liu Feng was in pain, and at the same time relieved, it was good to forget, it was okay to forget, so it would not be painful, but the process of forgetting was also painful!!

Why is this happening, and why should God do it! I don't want to forget, I want to leave those memories, Liu Feng, who was full of anger and unwillingness, silently picked up the pen, remembered the notes, and began to compete with the way of heaven and memory, and write the imaginary story of that distant world.

"It's been five years, Feng'er." Ji Ye'an was wearing a wide robe, lying on a rock, with a lazy and graceful expression, a jade hand holding a fragrant cheek, showing the perfect lines to the fullest, and said gracefully.

"Yes, Master, it's been five years, and this is where we fell back then." Liu Feng lowered his head, hung a weed, and replied leisurely while writing and drawing on the parchment scroll, ignoring the big beauty beside him.

"How's the Master's Dark Spirit?"

"The same as before, like your Demon Sword Tianwen, is gone forever." Ji Yean said indifferently, there was no joy or sadness on his face, here, the use of arcane is not so great, except for people who go out to hunt demons, others don't need arcane at all.

Ji Ye'an only told Liu Feng about her special magic power, and that only one of the dark departments was because of the dark soul, and what the dark soul represented, she didn't tell Liu Feng, sometimes it's better not to know anything than to know.

There is no strife here, no war, no dirty things, even if there are small contradictions, people will use words to solve, this is set by Mr., the two of them will often visit Mr., listen to Mr. 's opinions, Mr.'s arcane attainments are what Liu Feng and Ji Ye'an have seen in their lives, and even some of the insights are otherworldly, with uniqueness, a seat of words often makes people wake up like a dream, and realize it.

"Hey, that's not bad, Good Night." Liu Feng said softly, he didn't show pain because he heard the Demon Sword Heavenly Question, maybe this is fate, the Dark Divine Soul and the Demon Sword Heavenly Question are their last support, but they all fell asleep together.

The magic sword Tian asked, it was Liu Chuang who shirked it, Lan Rou threatened, and Liu Guo forged the magic sword that was given to him. The long-cherished wishes and hopes of his family, Tianwen did it and protected him, but he didn't want such a result, he had long regarded the magic sword Tianwen as his best partner, and as a result, Tianwen was gone, sinking into the spiritual universe, and there was no response.

After a day of anticipation, there is endless loss, and gradually this loss is paralyzed.

Accompanied by Liu Feng's fingers, he stroked rhythmically, and then swiped one stroke at a time, drawing the last sentence for the scroll. A perfect picture is presented, against a turquoise blue background, with a hole in the middle, a pitch-black hole, you can't see the world inside, boundless darkness, as if you want to integrate everything into it.

It was a wormhole, a strange black hole, which people would never be able to fathom and understand, which is why even though Liu Feng and Ji Ye'an successfully passed through the black hole, they still fell here and were trapped in this unknown Eight Desolation Village.

The wormhole was originally formless and colorless, let alone shapeless, but under Liu Feng's portrayal, it was vividly displayed, as if everything in the black hole was perfectly presented.

"Hmm." Ji Ye'an snorted lightly, it's really good, guarding me every day, a big beauty, can it be good, my mother is so old, and she hasn't married yet.

"Let's go, this year's cherry blossoms are blooming again." Liu Feng chuckled, he is already twenty-four years old this year, time is really fast.

Liu Feng gently pulled Ji Ye'an's jade hand, and Ji Ye'an did not refuse, as if it was a normal thing.

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