The rain in the sky, fluttering layer by layer, descending to the earth, surrounded by a mold lake, Dawang Village blends into this fantasy-like world, the mist covers the village houses and trees, and the mold lake divides the things from things, and it seems more and more that the village near the death swamp is desolate and withered.

This vast land of Shenzhou is vast and immense, except for the Central Plains, the borders of the four directions are not good land, and the southwest is where it is located, which is the swamp of death that makes the world talk about it.

The climate of this Death Swamp is diametrically opposed to that of the Savage Land of the Northwest, and seven or eight out of ten days of the year are continuous rainy weather, which also causes all kinds of strange plants to grow unchecked, and there are even more towering ancient trees.

For thousands of years, these vegetation and trees have been soaked and rotted by the rain all day long, and the unique and highly toxic biogas here volatilizes from the rotten soil and spreads into the air every rainy day.

In addition, the swamp is ubiquitous and imperceptible, so that those who enter it will fall into it if they take a wrong step without carelessness, and eventually be sucked into the bottomless swamp and suffocated to death.

Such a dangerous and terrifying place is naturally inaccessible, but not long ago, there was a rumor that in the swamp of death in the west, there was suddenly a huge golden pillar of light, straight into the sky, and it never dispersed for a long time, especially in the middle of the night, the golden pillar of light was particularly eye-catching, illuminating a large area as bright as day.

It wasn't until the third day that the golden light gradually dissipated, and for some time now, strange sounds were heard in all directions in the swamp of death.

As soon as this news came out from the people living on the edge of the swamp, the people of insight who cultivated the true path in the world all understood that there was a strange treasure about to appear.

So, all of a sudden, both good and evil, rushed one after another, and the vicinity of the Death Swamp suddenly became lively, and from time to time some rainbow streamers streaked across the sky.

And this Dawang Village, which is only half a day's away from the Death Swamp, is the only village within a radius of 100 miles.

The village was originally desolate and withered, but during this period of time, many people came here, and they took a final rest before entering the swamp, changing some food and water for the need to enter the swamp.

You come and go, making this originally lifeless village extremely lively.

This Dawang Village is close to Deathze, it is sparsely populated, and no one comes here all the year round, so naturally there will be no inns and other places, so there are many temporary tents in the village to shelter from the rain.

At this time, beside the street of the village, under a huge tent, Lu Xueqi and other Qingyunmen disciples and elders gathered together.

In the corner of the tent, there is a dilapidated wooden table, next to which is a bamboo pole, on which hangs a canvas with the words "Immortals guide the way".

On the side of the bamboo pole, an old man and a young woman were hugging each other and crying, and the old man looked extraordinary, and he was Zhou Xian.

And that woman, with a pretty face, about eighteen or nineteen years old, is Xiaohuan who has grown up, her cultivation talent is extremely high, at this time the cultivation is already among the top of the young generation of Qingyun, this time down the mountain, she will follow Tian Buyi's side, increase some experience.

At this time, after seeing my grandfather who I hadn't seen for many years, I naturally couldn't help but feel longing, and the two hugged their heads and cried.

In the team in the distance, Lu Xueqi looked at this scene from afar, and suddenly in her heart, in the blink of an eye, Xiaohuan had grown so big.

At this time, several years have passed since Lu Xueqi's wild party, and Mo Wen has been asleep for ten years, but there is still no sign of waking up.

Time is the best catalyst, in the past ten years, the Qingyun disciple has almost forgotten such a person as Mo Wen, all he remembers is Lu Xueqi's mount, a thunder dragon covered with purple thunder and lightning, that's all.

Only Lu Xueqi, in the past ten years, has been looking for all possible ways to help Mo Wen speed up his awakening, but it seems that there is no effect.

In a hurry, Lu Xueqi even wanted to turn to Linglong for help, planning to learn witchcraft involving the divine soul from her to see if there was a way, she couldn't care if Linglong had a conspiracy waiting for her.

It's a pity, I don't know if it's because she rejected Linglong, or for some other reason, no matter how she calls, Linglong has never appeared again in the past ten years.

Lu Xueqi looked at the direction of the Death Swamp from afar, and couldn't help but think in her heart, I don't know if the strange treasure that appeared in the swamp this time can help Mo Wen?

On the other side, Xiaohuan and Zhou Xian's grandfather and grandson cried for a long time, and then they stopped crying under the persuasion of Tian Ling'er and others.

Xiaohuan looked at Lu Xueqi not far away, pulled Zhou Zhou Xian aside, beckoned Lu Xueqi to come forward as well, and then asked Zhou Zhou Xian:

"Grandpa, my brother seems to have lost his mind, you are well-informed, can you see what is going on?"

Lu Xueqi came closer, although she didn't think that Zhou Zhou Xian had that ability, but it didn't hurt to take a look, and immediately revealed the purple thunder dragon wrapped around her arm, and woke up Mo Wen and showed it to Zhou Xian.

Zhou Zhou Xian looked at the empty eyes, and the child hole shrank, as if he saw something extremely extraordinary.

Xiao Bad slapped his forehead and said: "I forgot to tell you, this is a technique called Dragon Divine Skill practiced by my brother, and after using it, it can transform people into dragon form, and grandpa hasn't seen it yet." ”

Zhou Zhou Xian shook his head and said: "Qingyunmen has a Mo who can turn into a dragon, who in the world doesn't know, your grandfather and I naturally know better, it's just ......"

"Just what?" Lu Xueqi said urgently.

Zhou Zhou Xian turned his head to look at Lu Xueqi, he hadn't seen him for ten years, he was still deeply impressed by this beautiful and vulgar woman, and sighed: "It seems that his soul has been traumatized, but the strange thing is that his soul seems to be gone." ”

Lu Xueqi was shocked when she heard this, and said, "Is it because of falling asleep?" ”

Zhou Zhou Xian shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be a deep sleep, but a complete disappearance, as if you have gone to another world." ”

After Lu Xueqi heard this, the whole person was like being struck by lightning, and her body was a little unstable, but fortunately, Xiaohuan's eyes were quick, and she hurriedly stepped forward to support her, and said, "Senior Sister Lu, are you okay, don't listen to my grandfather's nonsense, he is an old liar who pretends to be a ghost." ”

As he spoke, he glared at the somewhat unconvinced Zhou Xian viciously, and blocked the words he wanted to distinguish in his throat.

The three of them whispered here, and most of the Qingyun disciples on the other side waited quietly, looking outside from time to time, hoping that the heavy rain would stop sooner.

The leader of Qingyun's disciples this time was Xiao Yicai of Nagato, he looked at the cold figure in white clothes like snow in the corner, but he was thinking about the teachings of Master Dao Xuan before leaving.

"Yicai, you are a proud disciple of the teacher, and you are undoubtedly the future candidate for the head of the sect, some of the voices in the door today, you must have heard it, this time the master mission, I ask a few leaders and elders to assist you, you need to make achievements, let these people see your ability, otherwise ......"

How could he not know the "voice" that the master said.

All of this is related to Lu Xueqi, over the years, his reputation has faintly overshadowed the pride of Qingyun back then, and his status in the minds of the younger generation of disciples is only higher than Wan Jianyi back then.