Time slips away from your fingertips like sand.

Time flies, and Huang Li and Huang Junyu stay in the medicine house for a whole year. In this year, Huang Li went out alone twice, and yesterday Huang Li brought back a boy, who was the same age as Huang Junyu, and his name was Ximen Xiaolou.

The strange thing is that the Heavenly Doctor has not carried out any treatment for Huangjun Yu's illness in the past year. Huangjun Yu's white hair is still the same, but his spirit is getting better day by day, and his face is also full of blood, which is much better than the depressed and weak in the past.

For a year, the Heavenly Doctor took out a lot of medicinal materials that he didn't know how to find every day to teach Huang Junyu to identify them, and teach him to master pharmacology, medicinal properties and usage. For a whole year, he taught everything he could. This also includes some astronomical geography, formation and other miscellaneous techniques. Wasteland's understanding is very high, and he has absorbed almost all the things he teaches and can integrate them, which really benefits Wasteland.

Winter is going to spring, and the sun is just rising on the plains. There were four people standing on the grassland, and the golden sunlight was shining on them, like four little golden men.

Today, they are leaving.

"Desolate, this year I went through ancient books, read all the miscellaneous notes of home remedies and wrote a prescription. The most important thing in this prescription is the three medicines: Dragon Crystal, Heavenly Yin Blood, and Ten Thousand Thunder Thunder Peak. Together, these three medicines have the most intense, feminine, and domineering perfect attributes in the world. I want to use the strongest against the weakest, and the sword goes off the beaten path to cure Junyu's premature aging! Although these are legendary things, they are real existence, and whether they can be found depends on whether the little guy has a fate with them. ”

This year, he was still not sure enough about Huangjunyu's illness, and he taught Huangjunyu his unique insights on medicine all his life, hoping that one day Huangjunyu could find a breakthrough in his illness. At the same time, he was also surprised by the wisdom of the Wild Fisher, and he was glad that his mantle had found a successor, although there was no mentorship between the two.

"The great grace of the predecessors, the desolate will never be forgotten!" said the desolate leaning on each other, bending down to make a big salute.

"Hey, it's not necessary, it's not necessary!" the Heavenly Doctor hurriedly helped him up, he was ashamed that he couldn't afford to leave the ceremony.

Then the Celestial Doctor took out a black box, which was four feet wide and four feet long. The black is full of simplicity, and it is engraved with the pattern of the ancient unicorn stepping on the eight wildernesses and roaring wildly.

Lifelike, ready to come out. Huang Li looked at the black box that exuded a quaint atmosphere, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, it must not be a mortal thing.

"Ximen Xiaolou, I have a lot of connections with your Ximen family. Today, I will give you the broken intestines, and he will not bury the former glory of the Simon family if he succeeds in his studies every day. As he spoke, he handed the black box to Ximen Xiaolou.

Ximen Xiaolou has been silent since he came back with Huang Li, and he has not said a word. Huang Junyu wanted to chat with him, but when he saw his cold eyes, he dispelled the idea.

Ximen Xiaolou didn't reach out to pick it up, but looked at Huang Li, and after Huang Li nodded, he stretched out his hands to pick it up. Then he struggled to squeeze two words out of his mouth: "Thank you!"

The Heavenly Doctor waved his hand disappreciatively, and then looked at Huangjun Yu.

"Little guy, you're leaving today, won't you be reluctant to let the old man and me?" said the Heavenly Doctor laughed.

Huang Junyu did not answer this, but walked up to the Heavenly Doctor, lifted the hem of his clothes to the side, and knelt down with a 'poof'. In the moment when the Heavenly Doctor was stunned, he had already kowtowed three times, and the sound was sonorous and powerful.

"Huang Junyu thanks his predecessors for teaching him for a year, one day as a teacher, and one life as a teacher!" said Huang Junyu sincerely.

Huang Li smiled slightly, nodded with satisfaction, and was very pleased with Huang Junyu's move.

But the Heavenly Doctor was stunned, and he suddenly found that there were more and more things he hadn't thought of in the past year.

"Hahaha!Good!Good!Good!Good!,My Weidao mantle finally has a successor today!Haha!"Weidao is the real name of the Heavenly Doctor, and at his age, there is nothing more joyful than inheriting the mantle. He laughed wildly, and the laughter and the sunlight formed a very subtle resonance between heaven and earth, and the sound was wonderful.

He turned and disappeared into the plain, only to be more reluctant to say goodbye.

People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless?

However, Huang Li's expression was a little strange when he heard the name Wei Dao, he only knew the Heavenly Doctor all along, but he didn't know his real name. Now when he hears the name Weidao, he feels a little familiar, as if he has heard it somewhere.

After taking two steps, as if remembering something, he staggered a little as if he had choked on something and coughed. His facial expressions were very rich, some surprised, and even a little blushing.

The name Weidao gave him a great shock!

"Uncle, I'll tell you a little secret. "Wasteland fishing is a bit mysterious.

"Oh?" Huang Li had just recovered from his embarrassed expression, a little curious about Huang Junyu's little secret.

"The painting in the medicine house, there is also one in the grandfather's study, it's exactly the same!" When he said the last four words, Huang Junyu's voice was slightly raised, very affirmative.

"What?" was out of shape, and he really couldn't calm down anymore. It's incredible, my father even collected this painting, and it is exactly the same as Wei Dao, where is the woman in this painting sacred?

The medicine house avant-garde Dao lay on the rocking chair and took a nap, he looked at the sky and muttered to himself: "The people with the surname of the desolate have guarded Dali for generations, but now they have fallen to the end of the world with their uncles and nephews, is it the extinction of human nature or are you really terminally ill?"

After leaving the medicine house, the three of them traveled eastward for half a month, and after half a month of hurrying and hurrying, they reached the easternmost part of the Dali Dynasty, the Endless Sea.

The Endless Sea is one of the four great Jedi of Dali, close to the Dragon Yuan in the north, and there is only one East China Sea in the middle.

In the eyes of the world, unlike the other three Jedi, the danger of the Endless Sea comes from nature. There is a small island in the Endless Sea, which is called the Shura Proving Ground. No one knows who built this proving ground, where it came from, and to whom. Because no one has ever been able to return alive from the Endless Sea, and certainly no one knows what exists on the island. This sense of mystery makes people slowly mythologize this island, and some people say that the Shura Proving Ground is a god built by the gods in the world, and mortals should not disturb it.

In the Endless Sea, the power of nature is unmistakable, unmistakably powerful. The moment he stepped into the Endless Sea, fate was already out of his hands, and he was handed over to nature and handed over to ethereal luck.

The endless sea, endless, without edges.

No one can challenge the Endless Sea, no one!

There is a boat parked by the sea. The hull of the ship is not large, only enough to accommodate four or five people. There were no masts, no sails, only a small cabin to shelter from the elements. I really don't know how such a ship could survive the endless sea.

But he came to cross the sea, not to die.

There was a man on the boat, wearing a hat and a cloak. When he saw the desolation coming, he knelt on one knee without saying a word, as if he had already docked at the seashore and waited for the desolation.

Ten days later, the three of them arrived at an isolated island in the depths of the vast endless sea.

The most unbelievable thing is that the sea area where the boat travels is calm and calm, and the endless sea does not even make a single wave.

On the island, the forest is green. Almost all of the island is covered by primeval forests, with towering ancient trees that shade the sky and the sun. If you look at it from a distance, it looks more like a dark green pillar that leads to the sky, leading straight to the Nine Heavens. Occasionally, there were a few roars of unknown birds and beasts from the forest, and there was a vast and simple atmosphere from the inside out.

There was already an old man waiting at the stop, the old man was dressed in coarse linen clothes, full of silver hair, and in good spirits, not at all like an old man who was already old.

The old man saw the three of them get off the boat and greeted them.

"Renbo, I've been waiting for a long time!" turned out to be the first to speak, this seems to be the relationship between master and servant, but in fact, the relationship has long surpassed that of master and servant.

"The second master is serious!" Renbo was a little surprised by the white hair of the desolate monarch, and then took the luggage in the hands of the three of them and led the way ahead.

A moment later, a very familiar building appeared in front of Wastefisher's eyes. The vermilion door wall, the black lacquered gate, and the stone monument that stands. Whether it is the height of the wall, the width of the door, or the inscription, it is exactly the same as in the memory of Huangjunyu, which is like the gate of Jiangcheng Huangfu carved out of a mold.

There is only one word 'wild' engraved on the stone stele, which is shaped like a dragon strong and domineering, and like flowing water without state, and the domineering is exposed and constricted in the inside.

Wild Junyu hasn't looked away since he saw this word. He found that this character was different from the words on the stele in Jiangcheng Huangfu, and that word gave him the feeling that it was like a rubbing of this character. The word 'wild' gave him a very special feeling, a sense of spiritual connection, but this feeling was very ethereal, looming, and elusive.

He was surprised when Huang Li found out that Huang Jun Yu was strange. The word 'wild' is so mysterious that even he can't look directly at it for the first time. If he doesn't force himself out of the three breaths, he will be repulsed by it, and he knows how powerful it is.

Huang Potian once told him: The desolate monument recognizes the Lord, and only waits for those who are destined.

From the time the desolate discovery of the desolate monarch fishing to the present, it has long exceeded the time of three breaths. When Huang Li saw that Huang Junyu was not being counterattacked, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

Perhaps, the deserted monument will have a master.

Huang Junyu looked at it for a long time, but he still didn't find the previous feeling of connecting with his heart in a flash, so he had no choice but to give up. When he shifted his gaze, he happened to see Araku's surprised expression, and he was a little puzzled: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"Look at this word more in the future, it's good for you!"

The deserted mansion is not big, and the layout of the mansion is very simple, exactly the same as Jiangcheng. There is no extravagant pastel decoration, just a quaint architectural style, which is a bit detached from the world, but also a little playful. From the inside out, from top to bottom, there is a comfortable and leisurely harmony, which may be what this garden really needs.

"Xiaolou, from today onwards, you will treat this place as your home, and in the future, you and Jun Yu will live in the same room, you and Renbo will go to rest. Huang Li sees everything in his eyes, he doesn't want hatred to blind Ximen Xiaolou's heart and live in his own world. He believed that the temperament of the barren fisher would affect him and affect his life.

In fact, just as Huang Li wished, Huang Junyu did affect and even changed the life of Ximen Xiaolou.

Ximen Xiaolou actually didn't want to live in the same room as Huangjunyu, but he still followed Renbo into the backyard with Huangjunyu.

In the room, the two beds are no more than five feet long.

Huang Junyu and Ximen Xiaolou were lying on their respective beds, both of them silent.

Ximen Xiaolou didn't speak because he didn't want to speak, and Huangjunyu didn't speak because he didn't know how to speak. He observed the details, from the day Ximen Xiaolou arrived at the medicine house, he saw the blood stains on his body, combined with the dialogue between Wei Dao and Huangli, it is not difficult to see that Ximen Xiaolou has experienced too many things that should not be experienced at his age, they are a kind of people, to do the same thing, revenge!

I don't know how long it took, the bright moon was in the sky, and the white moonlight sprinkled through the window into the wisps of silver veil.

Huang Junyu hadn't slept yet, and he didn't know if Ximen Xiaolou had slept, so he exhaled a turbid breath and slowly spoke:

"Xiaolou, let me tell you a story!"