A strange hiss echoed through the valley, and a dense line of black birds swept through the valley, black as ink.

None of them have eyes.

Bypassing the mountains and rivers that even the eyes can't see clearly, these strange birds suddenly disappeared into the sound of "ripples", causing bursts of sound similar to water waves, which cleared the ears.

In the silent valley where it was cast.

The black birds that had disappeared swooped down, and in an instant they were silent white hooded men, some with stacks of envelopes in their hands, others with beautifully decorated scrolls, all walking calmly and unhurriedly.

There was no sense of urgency on their faces, as if what they were doing was not that important at all.

But in fact, the letter that can be sent to the Dream Sect is mostly very important.

How important is it? Perhaps some of the things are so important that they have a bearing on the safety of the entire continent.

At the highest point of the Mengzong Stargazing Platform, sitting in the center of a whole bluestone platform, there was a man dressed in plain white, he looked at the distant mountains in front of him, the white clouds were covered, and the colors were light and light, but he always couldn't get tired of looking at it. His sister got tired of seeing it, so she went out for many years, and then married a man he thought was good, and then stayed in that northwest and never came back. Sometimes he actually wanted to see if she was doing well, but there were a lot of affairs in the sect, and he couldn't get rid of it, so that matter was delayed and he hadn't thought about it for a long time.

He sighed.

The promise that person made to him at the beginning should not have been a lie, so he shouldn't need to worry too much. At the beginning, the scoundrel swore that he would trust his sister to him, and he was skeptical, but he has fulfilled his promise over the years. The young man at the beginning seems to be a general with a not-so-small reputation now, after all, it is the Northwest Lin family, and now he has reached the point of dominating the throne, but he doesn't know what the emperor thinks today.

The man smiled, the news he got this time was not small, although the imperial capital also asked Mengzong about the news over there, but the involvement of his nephew was still covered up. The emperor is always willing to think more, and it is better for his sister to have a few more days of stability. In that case, then it is decided.

"Sect Master. ”

A young man who walked into the bluestone platform said softly. He held a scroll in his hand, with layers of magic circles carved on the outside, hidden in the red gems at the ends of the scroll, which was difficult to spot without looking closely. The young man in the white hood knelt down on one knee, put the scroll in front of his forehead with both hands, and stared at the ground respectfully, not daring to look at the back of the sect master.

A man in white looked back at the scroll and said with a smile: "Royal techniques." Do you want to ask for specific details about what happened in Luoxia City?hehe," the man smiled lightly, although he didn't know much about the emperor's thoughts, but he wasn't too ignorant, he was actually very puzzled, why did you be a good emperor, but you just wanted to think about so many things that you didn't have, those things naturally existed

People should care, it's good to be your emperor, what's the matter?

Of course, he hasn't had a chance to say these words to the current emperor for the time being, but if he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely go and talk to that person properly.

"Yes!" replied the young man with a blank face.

The man turned his back and put his hands behind his back, leaving a sentence of "Put it down." He continued to look at the mountains and rivers in the distance.

The young man's face finally had a different expression, and he seemed to be a little hesitant.

As if he had guessed the young man's thoughts, the man said again without looking back: "Just reply and say that we know, about Luoxia City, erase the matter about Lin Futian, rearrange it and pass it on to the royal family, you know what to do." ”

The young man nodded, and the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He gently placed the scroll on the ground, and then got up and left the highest bluestone platform, and the moment he stepped out of the stone platform, the young man suddenly turned into a dense group of pitch-black birds, and floated away towards the bottom of the mountain.

On the way down the mountain, there are many caves around the road, which are placed in an irregular manner on both sides of the road, and young people dare not easily look at them.

What is there is the pinnacle of force that can keep the Dream Sect standing.

Don't dare to be disrespectful.

On the bluestone platform.

The man raised his hand, and the scroll on the ground suddenly came into his hand. The man looked down, his fingers lightly tapped on it a few times, and it was dazzling, only to hear a "click", and the scroll that had been cast layers of secret magic formations opened and slowly spread in front of the man.

The man roughly looked at the contents of the scroll, sneered lightly, and casually "shredded" the scroll, and the broken scroll turned into a golden light in the sky, scattered around a plain white man.

As soon as the mountain wind blows, there is no trace.

"It's a royal one, but it can talk. The man chuckled. He looked at the rolling mountains and frowned slightly.

"What's the matter, a thousand boys?" said an old voice among the mountains.

The next moment, I saw an old man in a gray robe sitting cross-legged on a faint white cloud, with a wine jug wrapped around his waist wrapped with a red rope, taking off the jug with one hand, and putting it on the man's shoulder with the other.

The man was not surprised by the appearance of the old man. This old man was already there when his parents were still alive, and after his parents passed away, the old man has been staying in the Dream Sect, supporting this sect for a difficult time, so Meng Qian respects him very much and is very close.

"Is it news from the royal family?" the old man asked casually.

Mengqian nodded, frowned, and said: "The royal family's attitude towards Mengzong is actually so tough now, I remember when my parents were still alive, when they dared to add the formation system to the letter, not to mention emphasizing in the letter that they must report the detailed news to the royal family, hehe......" The man chuckled, not very happy.

The old man took a sip of his drink, and a white mist came out, which soon converged on the floating clouds below. "Royal, it wasn't that big before

ability, I dare not say that it is forgivable, now that the waist is hard, I want to take care of it up and down the mountain, and it is also reasonable. This ** ah, like the grass that falls into the mountains, even if the wildfire burns the plains, but if the wind blows in the next year, it will regenerate. The old man took another sip of his drink, stretched out his hand and brushed it in front of the mountains, and the fog seemed to fade a little. He laughed, "And that's it." ”

Meng Qian smiled slightly, took the wine handed by the old man, drank it in one gulp, and smiled. Changed the subject and said: "I heard that my nephew will drink at the age of seven, and if there is a chance in the future, the three of us may be able to make a table, haha!"

The old man smiled and stroked his beard, and said with a smile: "Okay, that kid actually went to the test when he was tested, but he left after reading it, and didn't stay long." But before leaving, I chatted with the snow girl, and the child was still as innocent as when he was a child, he was a wife, and he still looked like a child. Haha......" The old man looked distant, and said melancholy: "It's just that the snow girl has indeed grown up, and we don't have much to talk about." Alas...... How can time pass so quickly?"

Meng Qian handed the old man the wine jug and said with a smile: "It's okay, my sister still has a child, you can talk to him." Maybe you can talk to each other. ”

The old man took a sip of wine and said angrily, "I don't know your thoughts?" ”

Meng Qian smiled: "I do have this idea, but I do think that you may talk together, that child and my sister are not very similar, judging from the news that came during this time, this nephew of mine may not be as simple as it seems." Meng Qian sighed, "I don't know if this child is precocious or aware of the threat that the Lin family is facing now, and wants to take on that responsibility as soon as possible, I always feel that this child's study and life outside these years is not as easy as we imagined, maybe he has been walking barefoot on the thorns, and it is difficult to step by step." ”

The old man nodded Mengqian's head and said with a smile: "Don't think about it, the old man of the Lin family in the northwest is still there, and the Lin boy won't be so bitter." But ......" The old man jumped off the cloud lightly, landed on his feet, and continued: "Lin Xiaozi will still meet him if he has the opportunity in the future, no matter what it is, since he is the son of the snow girl, it is worth it for me to go." ”

In this way, the old man is much shorter than the younger.

The old man sighed.

I've grown up.

Meng Qian naturally squatted down, as if he felt uncomfortable, so he sat on the ground.

In this way, Mengqian is much shorter than the old man.

Meng Qian looked up at the old man and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you are still young, don't always sigh, you will grow old quickly." ”

The old man laughed, leaned on the young man, and said softly, "Choosing you as the sect master of the Dream Sect, you kid deserves it!"

Mengqian smiled silently.

So the two of them looked at the mountains in the distance together.

Just like back then, an old man with a wine jug on his waist hugged two children, smiling brightly here looking at the starry moon and the mountains

Patches in a row.

Back then, they were still old and young, and they had nothing to do.

Today, there are only one old and one young, each with its own nostalgia.

The old man narrowed his eyes, his white beard fluttering in the wind.

When you get older, you will always feel sad involuntarily, alas, sad, really sad.

Air.

The white clouds hanging in the air suddenly dissipated in all directions, and the mist and white clouds in the mountains suddenly became more numerous.

It seems that all the thoughts are floating in the light white clouds in the mountains, moving with the wind, and if the sun shines, they suddenly disappear.

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Somewhere on the central continent.

Lin Futian and his party walked under a tree that occupied a large area.

Lomé proposed to rest, and they settled down here.

"Where the hell are we going?" said Luo Mei as he looked at Lin Futian.

Lin Futian smiled, looked around, and found that everyone thought like this, so he smiled and said, "Let's go to all the good places in the Central Continent first, and then we will go back to our respective homes, right?"

Luo Mei and the others were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect Lin Futian's plan to be so simple, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that the places he took them to had a lot of adventures, so they were a little looking forward to it.

"After that, will we go our separate ways?" asked Mo Yunfu.

He was actually a little reluctant, feeling that although the journey had not yet begun, it seemed that they would soon be separated.

"yes. Lin Futian said, "On the way back, I still want to complete it alone." ”

The crowd was silent.

Luo Mei placed the green bamboo sword on his lap.

He said he was going to get her a better sword.

Zhao Jingzhi's heart was indescribable and unclear, and she felt that she still had a lot of doubts that no one answered.

Zephyr sat on the side and did not speak.

Ouyang Shi stared at Lin Futian.

Looking at the people around him, Lin Futian suddenly smiled and said, "We won't disperse tomorrow, there is still a lot of way to go slowly in this central continent." As for the sons after they are scattered, we will come to the long. ”

The faces of the people were different.

Lin Futian looked at everyone with a smile and nodded lightly.

Then Lin Futian slowly turned around, looking in the northwest direction, looking through the dense forest, the fine broken leaves, extremely far away.

He finally just whispered, "It's time for me to go home." ”