Wen Yun was shocked by the little girl, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he took out a bottle of spiritual spring liquid from the space and poured it on the tablet, the spiritual spring liquid was absorbed by the tablet, and the tablet gradually closed and was intact.

The tablet suddenly jumped up and floated in the air, with a trace of green smoke coming out of it, gradually condensing into a figure.

The man was dressed in white and had blue hair, and the collar and sleeves were embroidered with a swastika pattern.

This is a unique sect pattern of the Sifang Sect, just like the monk robe of the Royal Forest Sect, there will be two pieces of bamboo leaves with two horns, one large and one small.

His eyebrows look like that of an eighteen-year-old boy, with the vicissitudes of life after years of precipitation.

This person must be Yuanlong Yuanjun, or the phantom clone of Yuanlong Yuanjun.

"Little girl, you're naughty again. Yuanlong touched Xiaoya's head, and there was a faint reluctance and indescribable sadness in his eyes.

"You're not from here, but you look good. Yuan Long glanced at Wen Yun lightly, and Wen Yun took a few steps back and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Sister?" Xiaoya hurriedly ran to Wen Yun's side, hugged Wen Yun's waist, and got angry.

"Brother, why are you hurting your sister?"

The current Yuanlong, although it is not a real body, is just an illusion that is about to dissipate, but after all, it is an illusion of a combined Yuanjun, and it is higher than Wenyun I don't know how many great realms.

The deliberate coercion is enough for Wenyun to drink a pot.

"Xiaoya, you go out first, I'll talk to her, don't worry, I won't embarrass her, be good." ”

"Then you promise. The little girl walked away step by step.

Wen Yun wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, folded his hands, leveled them to the height of his chest, bowed down, and made a great salute of a monk in the Hongmeng Realm before he said slowly

"Yuanjun, good eyesight, I am also from the Hongmeng Realm, and I am a minor monk in the Imperial Forest Sect. ”

"Hongmeng Realm, Royal Forest Sect?" Yuan Long muttered, his mind in a trance.

For a long time, he hadn't heard the word.

It seems like 30,000 years, maybe 40,000 years. It's been so long that he's almost forgotten a lot of things.

"You turned out to be a person from the Hongmeng Realm? When did you come from? Our Sifang Sect, are you okay? My master is okay?"

"Yuanjun, the era when I was born was more than 20,000 years away from the fire. I haven't seen Gao Le Shinichi, according to Shizun, Gao Le Shinichi, after you disappeared, lived in seclusion in the Immortal Gate of the Sifang Sect, and never saw any strangers again until the immortal died. ”

"True One, Master Venerable is still in the realm of refining void? Impossible, Master's qualifications are impossible to make no progress in refining void. In the end, it was the apprentice who harmed him, Master. ”

Yuanlong staggered and fell into self-contemplation and self-blame.

Those who cultivate immortals cannot be cultivated by age, and the more they reach the middle realm of refining the void, the greater the age span. The master's qualifications are not as good as those of the apprentice, and the apprentices are often overtaken by the realm in the later stage.

When Gao Le was more than a thousand years old and accepted Yuanlong as an apprentice, he was in the realm of transforming into a god, and after thousands of years, Yuanlong cultivated from no foundation to a merger, and Gao Le cultivated to refining the void.

It's not that Gao Le's qualifications are not good, it's that Yuanlong is too rebellious.

Gao Le was not unexpected, he had good rules and regulations, and he would definitely be able to cultivate to the realm of integration, but because of Yunlong's incident, he was branded with a heart disease and stopped refining his emptiness.

Yuan Long is the only one who still has memories of the Hongmeng world, that is, the master Gao Le who took him to the beginning.

Gao Le taught him a lot, knowing that when his family was ruined and the country was destroyed, if Gao Le hadn't pulled him, he would have been unable to resist seeking revenge when he was only a golden pill at that time.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to go back once I go, how can I still cultivate to the current realm of integration.

"Tell me about the day. ”

Wen Yun told her what Shizun told her again, and Yuan Long listened to it and remained silent for a long time before sighing.

"The world thinks that I started the fire, but they don't know it...... Alas, it's just that, although it is not really from me, it is also related to me. So when I came here, it was all karmic results, and I couldn't attain the Great Dao anymore. ”

"You little doll is smart, you know that starting with my little sister is not like those people......" A cold light flashed in Yuanlong's eyes, "You see if she is very cute, but unfortunately at a young age, she died in people's greed." ”

Wen Yun smiled and nodded, but did not answer.

She also remembered when she saw that Xiaoya often came to her to ask for rock sugar gourds to eat.

Shizun once mentioned to her that when Yuanlong was not cultivating immortals, he had a very loving sister who liked to eat rock sugar gourds the most.

"I'm just a wisp of Yuanlong's divine sense, and the little doll has also seen it, and it won't be long before I can't support it, here, after all, it's a dream. ”

With a wave of his hands, Yuanlong disappeared from Jingshi Town.

The two of them stood in a large karst cave, and at the central platform of the cave, there was a transparent white jade coffin, and there was a person lying inside, white clothes and green hair, no different from the floating Yuan Dragon.

It is the Yuanlong deity.

On the top of the coffin, a square mirror was suspended, and Tang Zhixia's pale and panicked face appeared in the mirror.

She was hasty, her hair was messy, and a few drops of bright red were on her delicate face.

Wen Yun was surprised in his heart, and was about to take a closer look, when the water ripples on the mirror surface, and then the picture changed again.

On the empty sand, Jiang Limao stood alone, and Wu Hongxia lay beside him. Both of them closed their eyes tightly, frowned, their heads shook slowly, and their faces looked pained.

The two of them are in a fantasy and are struggling, whether they can come out depends on the willpower of the two of them and whether there is external help.

Yuan Long waved slightly, the mirror ripples shook, returned to calm, and flew into Yuan Long's hand.

Yuan Long held the mirror and looked at his face, there was no face on the mirror, and the dark stone wall behind him was reflected on the mirror.

"When you and I meet, it's also fate. In this cave, there were some good things, but unfortunately they were old and not well cared for, and most of them were damaged and unusable.

Now, all I have in my hand is this purple veined ethereal mirror. This mirror, followed me to the Hongmeng realm, is very mysterious, I have studied it for 10,000 years, maybe you will be its destined person. ”

Yuan Long smiled and sent the purple-veined ethereal mirror forward, and the mirror flew towards Wen Yun, and after the purple-veined ethereal mirror turned around Wen Yun a few times, it fell on Wen Yun's open little hand.

The smile on the corner of Yuan Long's mouth froze for a moment, and a hideous color appeared on his face, and it disappeared in a flash.

Wenyun, who was concentrating on the purple-veined ethereal mirror, didn't notice it.

Yuanlong's eyes widened, and for the first time, he looked at Wenyun seriously, his eyes were obscure, and then he laughed and said, "Hahahaha, Xiaoyou is really its destined person." ”

Wen Yun put the mirror into the space and bowed to Yuan Long again, "Thank you seniors." ”

This mirror, when Wen Yun held it in his hand, he had a feeling that he couldn't explain it, and he only felt that it was not simple.

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