Floating like a dream, a dream like a floating life.

Immersed in the illusion of the white ape, Ye Junlin revisited all the memories of the past seventeen years.

There is sorrow, there is pain, there is laughter, there is joy, there is self-improvement, there is glory

Over the years, the flowers on the other side have bloomed.

On Ye Junlin's face, the frowning brows that were originally tightly furrowed stretched slightly, and he let out a long sigh and smiled. The thick white fog suddenly dissipated.

The sun is dazzling and the sky is blue.

Countless heaven and earth spiritual qi surged one after another, and they penetrated into Ye Junlin's eyebrows, rippling wantonly in his sea of consciousness, like a rushing river and a surging ocean.

Ye Junlin only felt that his soul had become very light, like a flat boat in a storm, swaying with the wind.

Heaven and earth became clear, and Ye Junlin was quietly suspended above a barren space. Here, there are no grasslands, no trees, no flowers, and no buildings or cities.

It's like a chaotic world, with nothing but darkness, not even gravel.

Ye Junlin was quietly suspended, his expression was happy, as if this space was connected with his heart, even if it was extremely barren, for Ye Junlin, it was the most beautiful scenery.

Suddenly, the wind rose, and the aura in the sky began to stir in this space.

The aura is as pleasant as a cloud, and in the barren space, countless vegetation has sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. Xiaocao poked her head out slightly, as if looking at this side of the world. The aura is rich, and the space is instantly green.

Thousands of trees rise from the ground, lush and lush. The flowers bloom in the grassland, and in the blink of an eye, they are red and purple

Ye Junlin looked at all this and was drunk.

With a move in his mind, Ye Junlin's spiritual power leisurely returned to reality.

Colorful Xuanguang rose to the sky, the colorful light curtain lingered on his body, and countless heaven and earth aura was injected into his body, Ye Junlin only felt that his body and mind were comfortable, and he was once again broken through by a certain bottleneck on the road.

The realm of the Occult Spirit.

In the capital of the empire, Wei Ye was dressed in black, standing on top of the city tower, the wind blowing his clothes, making a slight noise.

Wei Ye looked at the direction where Ye Junlin was, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he smiled: "Senior brother, there is not much time left for us." ”

Ye Junlin broke through the Xuanling Level, and his combat power soared again, just as he was about to 'show his skills', he suddenly found that the battle was over.

When the white ape used the 'illusion attack', the white wolf king did not hesitate to reveal its 'divine beast might', the wolf king's body instantly became as black as ink, and the powerful divine beast coercion acted on the white ape's body, making this powerful spirit beast whose combat power was comparable to that of the 'half-step Xuan King', and directly lost its combat effectiveness.

The white ape crawled at the feet of the White Wolf King, trembling.

Seeing this, Ye Junlin smiled slightly.

"Master, what should you do with this guy?" said the White Wolf King with his spiritual power to talk to Ye Junlin.

"Ask him if he wants to follow us, if he will, let him be our partner, and if he doesn't, let him go. "What Ye Junlin said is light.

Spirit animals, especially high-grade spirit animals, naturally don't like to be restrained, except for those who have been raised by humans since childhood, and the same is true for white apes.

Although facing the coercion of the White Wolf King's divine beast, it still shook its head.

The White Wolf King almost wanted to get angry, but was stopped by Ye Junlin. Ye Junlin waved his hand, signaling that the white ape could leave.

The white ape made a 'kneeling' gesture towards Ye Junlin, and then, as soon as he turned around, he disappeared into the thick jungle.

Ye Junlin smiled, didn't say anything, he stretched out his hand, and the spirit grass full of the sun's brilliance appeared in his hand.

The 'Bright Grass' is very hot, like the rays of the sun.

Ye Junlin held it tightly, and then slowly swallowed it into his mouth.

The spirit grass entered his abdomen, and Ye Junlin only felt that there was a blazing energy, filling his entire body, extremely violent, extremely violent. His forehead was covered with beads of sweat the size of beans, his back was like water, and his clothes were soaked.

Ye Junlin sat cross-legged and bit his lip stubbornly.

The energy of the 'Bright Grass' ran back and forth, and his whole body was filled with the brilliance of the sun.

The 'Red Ghost Curse' on his chest, at this moment, is like a great enemy.

It turned into a puff of blood-colored smoke and ran back and forth along Ye Junlin's meridians, trying to escape. However, the energy of the 'Bright Grass', where is it willing to let it go.

One red and one white, one good and one evil two energies, in Ye Junlin's body, fiercely fought, Ye Junlin's body, there are several meridians, which have been affected, and he has suffered from the disaster of innocence.

Like a knife cut, the pain was to the bone marrow, Ye Jun gritted his teeth and insisted on it.

It took about a stick of incense for these two energies to finally subside. A black and red aura escaped from Ye Junlin's eyebrows, and dissipated into heaven and earth in an instant.

The energy of the sun was integrated into Ye Junlin's body, and Ye Junlin's meridians were sublimated to a certain extent.

Ye Junlin was still sitting cross-legged, 'Qingfeng Healing Technique', repairing his meridians.

At sunset, Ye Junlin's body was finally repaired as before. He patted the White Wolf King's head with a happy expression. A white wolf galloped down and ran towards the Beiyang Imperial City

In the northern region of the imperial city, hundreds of imperial forest troops stood solemnly.

The entire perimeter of the altar was blocked to death, let alone a person, not a single sparrow could fly in.

Xuanguang, the high priest of the 'Hall of Light', stood in front of a cemetery, his brows furrowed, and his expression solemn. Xuan Yao stood in front of him, silent.

This master of his has an extremely strange temper. After more than ten years of getting along, Xuan Yao knew that if he disturbed Xuanguang while he was thinking, he would undoubtedly die.

The cemetery in front of me is called the 'Tomb of Meritorious Deeds', and only the civil servants who have worked hard for the empire and those military generals who have made great achievements for the empire are qualified to rest here after a hundred years.

In the minds of Beiyang people, this cemetery represents the glory of those past eras, sacred and inviolable.

Now, this cemetery is trampled on in a mess: tombstones have been knocked down, tombs have been opened, coffins are exposed, and corpses are gone.

Xuanguang's brows were twisted into a 'eight' figure, and his hands were constantly trembling, looking very excited.

"Who is it, who has eaten the gall of an ambitious leopard, and actually trampled on this cemetery. Xuan Yao's heart secretly calculated, the more he calculated, the more bottomless his heart became, and the more scared he became.

"Master, isn't this going to be" Xuan Yao's face was as pale as earth, and his expression was full of horror.

Xuanguang nodded, noncommittal