In the early morning, Luo Erwa tiptoed out of the house.

The father went to the farmland long before the sun rose, and the mother who was many months pregnant fell asleep in the bed in the house.

He walked on familiar mountain paths, weaving through verdant vegetation.

The mountain air is fresh and smells of earth.

At the corner of the trail, there is a crooked-necked tree that grows diagonally.

Luo Erwa picked an emerald green wild fruit from the tree, opened her mouth wide, put it in her mouth, and bit it hard.

A sour feeling permeated the mouth.

"Phew, bah, bah." He quickly spit out what was in his mouth.

How can this crooked neck tree be full of crooked melons and cracked dates?

Luo Erwa was a little annoyed, climbed the trunk of the tree, and climbed over the tree.

The remaining half of the wild fruit slipped from his hand and fell under the cliff.

On the ordinary way up the mountain, Luo Erwa always has to find something unusual for herself to do.

After tossing for half an hour, Luo Erwa finally walked to the Void Xuanzong.

He pushed open the sect, sat down on the wooden pier on the side, took out the leftover steamed buns from last night from his sleeve, put them in his mouth and chewed them heavily.

"Woohoo." Because he was in such a hurry to eat, he choked, and the steamed bun was stuck in his throat, unable to speak.

At this time, a strange force came from behind him, which made him swallow the steamed bun. At some point, Xu Xing appeared behind him.

"You kid, how many times have you told you to chew and swallow slowly when eating." Xu Xing said angrily.

Luo Erwa turned her head, grinned, and showed a bright smile: "It's not like I didn't think about it for a while." ”

"You children, one by one, don't let me worry." Xu Xing lowered his head and sighed.

"Niu Wa, are they in trouble again?" Luo Erwa came to her senses, "Sect Master, don't worry, I will definitely educate them well and ensure that they are governed properly." ”

"It's not them, and besides, you kid don't bully other children just because you're old." Xu Xing put his hand on the second baby's head and patted it gently.

"Who's that?" Luo Erwa tilted her head and thought for a while, "Are they the two people who came last time?" ”

"Have you seen them?" Xu Xing was a little surprised, "Yes, one of them is now my apprentice." ”

The scene at that time came to Luo Erwa's mind.

The wooden boy who followed behind the "big man"? Is that him?

"I'm really envious, if you can worship the sect master as a teacher, you will definitely become a great immortal who will be famous in the future."

Being a god is Luo Erwa's biggest dream.

"Then why haven't I seen him for a few days, what about others?" Luo Erwa looked around, anxious to make friends with the future "senior brother"

"The kid ... is working hard in his own way, but for him, whether this effort will run counter to the goal, who knows... Xu Xing sighed and did not continue.

thought that after such a setback, he should also give up this path, but he didn't expect that in these days, Ye Li would go out early and return late, and he had been staying somewhere in the mountains, just to really step into the path of cultivation.

"He didn't listen to the sect master's teachings and ran to practice on his own? This is too ignorant, if I can become the sect master's apprentice, I guarantee that everything will be listened to you. Luo Erwa said with a smile.

"You are still young, and there are many things you don't understand, so don't speculate on other people's thoughts." Xu Xing said to him solemnly.

Of course he knows Luo Erwa's thoughts.

It's just that there are thousands of people in this world, even if it is only the spiritual realm that is the starting point of the path of cultivation, there are no one who has set foot in it.

He had already observed Luo Erwa's root bones, which were mediocre and had no chance of immortal path.

Like ordinary children of the same age, he grew up on the side of this mountain, worked and lived his life in peace. This may be the path that Luo Erwa will take.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the mountains in the distance.

For Ye Li, his thoughts remained the same.

Even the children chosen by Xu Wu do not have to follow the same path as Xu Wu.

It's just that at this moment, there is a subtle change in his mood...

At the top of the mountain, Ye Li sat cross-legged. Colorful points of light surrounded him.

He closed his eyes tightly, immersed in his own world.

Different images, like a marquee, flashed through his mind.

His memory gradually became clear.

It's just that some of the most important things still can't be remembered.

Psychic realm?

Can a person like me, who can't even understand his own heart, resonate with this world?

A drop of water, sliding down his cheek.

Ye Li looked up at the sky, the sky was pitch black and shrouded in dark clouds.

Above the green hills, it was drizzling.

Ye Li's clothes were soaked in the rain.

However, he did not seem to plan to leave, and remained quiet, bathing in the spring rain.

This kind of rain is familiar.

Under the spring rain, everything comes to life, and the aura in the mountains becomes active.

Ye Li stretched out his hand, and the light fell on his hand with the raindrops, and then disappeared.

Is it true that I can't communicate with them?

There was a chill in the rain-soaked clothes.

But the chill in his heart may be colder than this cold rain.

Ye Li lowered his head and thought for a long time.

Then recite the mantra.

More points of light appeared in front of his eyes.

The light kept flickering, as if trying to say something.

But Ye Li still couldn't understand their thoughts.

He stood in the rain with open arms.

The aura poured into his body again.

But this time, they weren't there to temper his body, and they didn't pass through his body.

They converged into a torrent and rushed into Ye Li's heart.

On the cliff, the young man with his eyes closed showed a painful expression.

The boy wakes up on the bank of the river.

He struggled to his feet and looked ahead.

A long river of endless flow appeared in his field of vision.

The moment he saw the river, the boy's heart shook like never before.

This river is so strange and so familiar.

This is the memory of a teenager.

The boy couldn't remember why he was here, but he knew what he was going to do next.

In the depths below the surface of the river, something important is buried.

The teenager dives into the water and tries to find them.

The water swept through the mud and sand, obscuring his vision.

The gas stored in the nasal cavity is also about to be depleted

He had to poke his head out of the water and take a big breath.

His physical strength didn't seem to be enough to support him to cross the turbulent river and continue to explore downward.

But he didn't want to give up.

He wants to dive deeper, he wants to find lost memories, he wants to find his true self.

Even if he would drown in the water.

He lowered his head, spread his arms, tossed the current, and dived down.

The sand and gravel streaked across his face, leaving blood trails in his wake. The pressure of the water in the deep water squeezed his body into deformation.

But he didn't know it.

He just wanted to keep diving.

When consciousness is almost gone, almost entirely instinctive.

He finally saw the scenery underwater.

It was a rainy day. A swordsman in a green shirt, carrying a sword on his back and holding a boy, walks in the rain.

On that day, the sun was shining. The boy raised his sword and slashed into the sky.

River water, poured into Ye Li's mouth, nose, heart and lungs. He gradually lost consciousness.

Next to the young man standing in the rain, the aura danced wildly.

The storm formed by the convergence of spiritual energy swept the rain and soared into the sky, like a dragon.

The trees and flowers on the mountain were blown to pieces, and they were in a mess.

One by one, the inhabitants of the hill rushed back from the fields and hid in their houses.

The monks within a radius of hundreds of miles all felt this change.

There are people of knowledge, who feel the whirlpool of troubled times, and it seems that they are about to be rolled up again.

However, the center of the vortex was extremely calm at this time.

The boy closed his eyes tightly and walked forward, into the storm.

The storm swept him up and into the clouds.

Above the dark clouds, the boy awakened.

The bright moonlight shone on him.

In front of his eyes, there was a long sword, hanging high in the air.

This was the sword he remembered.

The sword pierced into his body like a streamer, slicing the river of memory into two pieces.

The clouds cleared and the sky cleared.

On the cliff, there was a teenager sleeping soundly.

Xu Xing was a little crying and laughing, seeing that there was a vision in the mountains, he was worried about Ye Li's safety, and hurried to confirm.

But he didn't expect that Ye Li was not only not in danger, but also slept so peacefully.

It was as if I didn't feel the storm at all.

"But that's fine."

Ye Li's heart knot, has it been untied? Xu Xing didn't know.

But his mind eventually changed.

He silently recited the mantra of lightening his body, then picked up Ye Li and walked down the mountain.

Seeing the plants destroyed by the storm on the side of the mountain road, Xu Xing couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

After all, some of them were planted by the original disciples of the sect.

However, these are just old things after all, and what is more important now is the cultivation of the new generation of the Void Xuan Sect.

Xu Xing's footsteps were very slow, trying not to disturb Ye Li as much as possible.

On the side of the mountain road that Xu Xing walked, everything was revived and vibrant, and it was better than before.

At the top of the mountain, a sapling broke through the ground and spread its branches.