The old man jumped a few times, and in the blink of an eye, it was already in the night, and the house that was destroyed by the phantom sky was still intact, not at all like it had been destroyed.

The old man ran all the way, bringing up fallen leaves one after another from time to time, and the phantom sky on his back fell asleep quietly.

I don't know how long it took, the old man stopped, gasped in his mouth, and rose directly into the void, flew up, suddenly accelerated, but the figure was directly blurred, and after a second, he disappeared completely, as if he didn't exist.

The scene around the old man, from the beginning of the blue sky and white clouds, into one after another light and shadow, colorful, colorful, the old man moved quickly, and when he stopped, he was in front of a new landscape: looking up, it was a cloud with different colors and shapes, flowing like swimming in the sky, looking down, it was a piece of nothingness, the old man was standing, but there was nothing to support, and in front of him, there was a ball of light.

The old man touched it slightly, and the ball of light instantly became larger, and in a blink of an eye, a building appeared, and that building, if the phantom sky was still awake and watching, then he would feel familiar, because it was his home, the palace of the Holy Spirit Clan, the palace that was once dilapidated, the palace that was destroyed by the exterminators, was repaired and decorated by the old man again, and reappeared here.

The palace is located in a very large area, with two spires in front and one behind, on which there are two words: saint, spirit. From the outside, the wall is covered with all kinds of runes and lines, but it is orderly, neat, one left and one right, there are two large windows, black, there is a door in the middle, almost reaching the maximum height of the palace, the door is iron, what metal is not known, but with the strength of the old man, it must be some rare metal.

The old man pushed open the door, and a white light poured out from it, engulfing the old man, but soon it also disappeared, and the scene inside appeared, in the whole palace, there were no stairs, rooms, or even decorations, in the center, suspended these five, the coffin! That's right, it was the coffin, countless lights and shadows poured into it, and the surface of the coffin appeared one color after another. There are four coffins that are confined, and only one, in the center, the old man put the phantom sky into the coffin, the coffin door is closed directly, and a large amount of light and shadow pours in, more than the other four.

When the old man finished, he sat on the ground, and just exhaled a breath, a voice sounded.

"Why do you want to do this? Kill him directly, the remnants of the Holy Spirit Clan, you want to cultivate him like this? Do you want to raise a tiger for trouble?" After hearing this, the old man just smiled, "Why can't I? Why do I have to kill him?" "Then what's the point of you going to the trouble of exterminating the Holy Spirit Clan?" "Meaning? In my opinion, cultivating a person worthy of my cultivation is the meaning!" "Don't you ......" "Do you really think I am just cultivating him?" "Then you ......" Borrowing a knife to kill people, the other four are just a decoration, and when the illusory sky completes that, they have no need to exist. "Do you think it's possible to succeed?" "I never do things that don't matter, okay, you can go, it is estimated that they will sleep for a long time, hehe, if I don't peep through it, otherwise, maybe I will die before they wake up." ”

"Peep through...... It's obviously ......" The voice was intermittent and finally disappeared.

After the old man felt that he was gone, he actually exhaled a breath, revealing a frightened expression, "Cultivate, do you think I am willing?" The old man's ears seemed to appear her words again: "My child, you have to train me well, what do you want to do with him, I don't care, but you must cultivate him well, otherwise, you are the only one who asks!" The old man slowly walked towards the coffin where Phantom Heaven was, only a few minutes, Phantom Sky's coffin had already bloomed, and the brightness was obviously brighter than the other four, the old man gently knocked on the surface of Phantom Sky's coffin, and muttered: "You kid, all the good resources of Lao Tzu are tilted towards you, you still have the Holy Spirit to give you, that person gave it to you, I can't do it, you just have the skill of Void Light, look at me and ...... me well" raised his hand and slapped it the coffin of Phantom Sky, but it was only a few ripples. The old man opened his eyes, "I rely on the ......" threw down the sentence, and then disappeared directly, in the palace, there were only five coffins, quietly surrounded by light and shadow, quietly sharpened......

I don't know how long it took, the five coffins, without any movement, the things sealed inside, completely fell into a deep sleep, the old man only occasionally came to the palace to go around a few times, stayed for a few days, and then left, I don't know where to go, and every time he will pay special attention to the coffin where Phantom Tian is, every time he goes to probe the signs of Phantom Sky's life, when it is found that everything is normal in Phantom Sky, and the strength in his body continues to increase, the old man will always breathe a sigh of relief, as if Phantom Tian is his son, that voice has never sounded again, the owner of that voice, the old man disdains to be with him。 The other four coffins, the old man only roughly probed once, and then ignored them, which was enough to show his preference for Phantom Sky.

The old man came to the palace again, and after exploring the four coffins, just as he was about to explore the coffin where the phantom sky was, a coffin suddenly burst into brilliance, and then swallowed the white light that lingered around it, "click", the coffin door opened, and the old man hurried to it to observe the situation.

A person slowly walked out of the coffin, jumped out of the coffin mouth, and cracked a crack at the place where he "snapped" to the ground, although it was quickly recovered, but the old man was still stunned, although the white light in this palace was half energy and half entity, but if you want it to have one more crack, the strength must be feasible, and it turns out that he can pass the test.

The old man began to observe: male, he has short blue brown hair, very thin arms, so that people can't see that he has half a point of strength, but he is very tall, his hands are thin, and his feet are actually thin, this is a boy who is completely like a stick, and the crack just now is actually his masterpiece? The old man began to question, but he then probed inside him.

The powerful vitality of fluency in his body, from this point, the old man can infer that his skills should be related to healing, a non-combat type, the old man frowned slightly, forget it, at least there is a backup, and his skills should be able to play an unexpected role.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but feel relieved, and the young man, at this time, also came back to his senses, saw the old man, stepped forward, came to the old man, and asked, "Who am I? Who are you? Where is this?"