At the same time, outside the small world, an incomparably far away place from the Holy Martial Academy, this place is called the end of the earth by the world, and no one can reach it.

At this time, this is an incomparably terrifying black abyss, completely different from what the world imagined, there is a trace of black ghost aura in the abyss, roaring and roaring, as if it wants to devour everything in time.

"Teacher, it's good to leave this place to the disciple to suppress, you better go back to the carriage and rest!" It was a young man who spoke, even if he stood beside this abyss full of darkness, he was particularly dazzling, his body was shrouded in fairy mist, and when he spoke, the heavens resonated, and the auspicious light shrouded this place, suppressing the black fear.

Although the momentum caused was extremely huge, his appearance was extremely ordinary, dressed in a cyan cloth robe, with a faint breath of peace hidden in his eyebrows and eyes, as if he could purify everything in this heaven and earth, holding a broken book in his hand, with long hair reaching his waist, his body was slender, and there was no fluctuation after the golden light in his body was exhausted, and he didn't attract attention at all when he stood there.

"Don't worry!" A somewhat old voice came, it turned out that there was an old man standing next to the young scholar, with white hair and beard, no different from ordinary old people, the only difference may be his eyes that seem to be able to see everything, I think it is the teacher in the young scholar's mouth.

The old man's eyes were like a sword, there were big stars turning in his eyes, and the scenes of the destruction of small worlds were changing, and the runes of the Great Dao that could destroy the world flowed, and his hair was windless and automatic, so he looked coldly at the abyss in front of him.

"These guys, can't you bear it here in this golden world?" the old man said lightly, without any emotion, and he didn't know who those guys were in his mouth, but there were not many people in the world who could make him call him that.

"They all think that you are old, teacher, so you can't wait to jump out, it's really sad" The young scholar shook his head, looking at the abyss like a black curtain, as if he could directly see the existence under the abyss through everything.

"Teacher, the matter of the academy?" the young scholar pondered for a moment, and then said tentatively.

"Let the little ones play with themselves, and that little guy named Lin Wu is not as simple as you think. With a wave of his sleeves, the old man muttered something in his mouth, and his figure disappeared from the abyss.

"Nine Deaths" the young scholar muttered to himself, with a hint of essence in his eyes, these were the only two words he heard clearly, and he didn't know what they represented, but he knew that what the teacher had said, even if it was a dream story, was a true scripture

In the small world of that ancient sage, the endless tide of beasts was still raging, and his expression was bloodthirsty, full of a sense of desolation.

"Roar!"

A black giant tiger with a hideous head and horns walked out of the herd, as if commanding something to the endless tide of beasts around it, one of its eyes was tightly closed, black blood flowed down, and the other eye was full of hatred, looking up to the sky and roaring.

As if commanded, the rest of the beasts faded away like a tide, searching for the abominable young man in the wilderness.

In a small cave, there was a young man in red covered in blood who fell there, his breath was restrained, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Call!

A firelight lit up, reflecting the face of a young man in white, perfect as if he had come out of a painting, holding a broken book in his hand and looking at it, muttering a few words from time to time.

This person is the white-clothed immortal who is suspected of being in the "Dao Heaven Realm", the man who is extremely mysterious and has a perfect face like a demon.

"The way of heaven, what is lost is more than what is lacking!" he said to himself, his eyes showed a trace of essence, it was the yearning for the Tao, there were immortal mist all around him, and runes were all over this small cave, so that those wild beasts could not find here.

Suddenly, the flame that seemed to live forever in the world pulsed slightly, and then it was extinguished, and the young man in white stood up, his pupils shining brightly.

"Okay?" he muttered to himself, as if to Lin Wu, who was lying on the side, and as if to himself, he squatted down again, picked up a small wooden stick and pulled something on the ground, sneering.

"Cough" Lin Wu, who was lying on the ground, coughed up a mouthful of blood, slowly regained consciousness, his eyes were a little confused, his body was exhausted for a while, and he had almost no strength.

His fingers trembled slightly, only to feel the pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow coming, a muffled snort, and cold sweat suddenly fell.

At this time, he was indeed miserable enough, the powerful body of the innate martial artist was cracked in many places, and the bone stubble in some places leaked out, flashing with a miserable white light in the darkness.

His white clothes had also completely turned into bloody clothes, and they were also in tatters, like a wild man who had climbed through the fault line of the times from ancient times, and he was extremely embarrassed.

One after another innate martial artist cyclones condensed in this small space, repairing Lin Wu's broken body, and the meridian blood was slowly restoring to its original state.

"Well, it's really unusual. The white-clothed scholar sensed the breath in the air, felt the mystery contained in it, and showed a thoughtful expression.

Lin Wu slowly did it, the repair ability of the innate martial artist is still extremely strong, although it is still extremely weak, but it can still be done with such a small thing as sitting up.

A faint light came, and the flames on the ground rekindled at some point, illuminating the place.

"You're awake," a magnetic voice came, as if it could add 10,000 favors to the owner of the voice.

Lin Wu's eyes lit up, and his body just wanted to retreat, but he only felt an incomparable pain coming, and he could only snort.

After all, the person in front of him is too dazzling, and his appearance is so perfect that other women will be jealous, at this time, he looked at Lin Wu with a kind smile, and his aura was restrained, just like a scholar who was ready to go to Beijing to take the exam, ordinary with extraordinary.

"You saved me?" Lin Wu asked with confusion, a little unaware of why he was here, and why he saved himself.

"Since ancient times, brave people should be respected, and small things are not enough to worry about. The white-clothed scholar spoke, then took out a black thing from the ground under his feet, handed it to Lin Wu, and continued: "I just learned it, do you want to taste one?"

Lin Wu took it, a little surprised, and knocked it on the ground very skillfully, and then slowly peeled off the skin, revealing the golden yellow and true original appearance inside.

This is a roasted sweet potato, a roasted sweet potato that Lin Wu could always eat when he was a child.

However, the young man in white roasted sweet potatoes obviously did not have the skills to roast sweet potatoes, a good sweet potato roasted was extremely embarrassing, and his fair and flawless face was also stained with some ashes, so that he was no longer like a fairy, and he had a trace of human anger.

The atmosphere in the cave was a little weird, both of them were silently eating roasted sweet potatoes slowly, one was white-clothed peerless like a fairy, and the other was an innate martial artist, and was carrying a mysterious ring, everyone had their own secrets, and no one knew what the future of the two would be.

"Hello, my name is Taixu!" said the young man in white indifferently, as if this place had become void with the appearance of his name, and there was a chaotic aura permeating the place.

"Lin Wu!" Although he was shocked by his name, Lin Wu still opened his mouth without wavering, stretched out his weak palm, and shook it with Tai Xu's hand.

Lin Wu didn't know, and Taixu didn't know what this handshake represented, and what kind of changes it would cause to the pattern of the future world.