The moon was like water, and the starlight fell from the nine heavens, sprinkled on the Sijian Mountain, and finally flowed into the lake like a crystal clear liquid waterfall.

The lake is brilliant, the aura is dense, like the juice of the gods, with a fragrance, steaming bursts of smoke, hazy, like real and illusory, as if entering the fairy realm.

There are also several strange trees around, including a purple three-meter-tall tree with red fruits on the treetops, and a scarlet tree with yellow fruits on it, all of which have a hazy dreamy glow.

Song Hua stood on the shore and took a sip of water from the lake from time to time, and suddenly felt that there was a warm current in his body spreading his internal organs and limbs, and the warm current seeped into the bone marrow, so comfortable that Song Hua couldn't help but moan and was born.

The old man touched his beard like this, looked at Song Hua with satisfaction, and said to himself: "The foundation and wisdom of this son are the highest people I have ever seen, and his eyes are also a little strange, not double pupils, but like fairy eyes, and from time to time overflow wisps of fairy energy." ”

Qingyu Daoren stood up from the boat he sat on, he was wearing a gray Taoist robe, gray hair, an old face and cloudy eyes, and his body was overflowing with dead air from time to time.

"Buzz!"

I saw him get out of the boat, step on the mirror-like lake with one foot, and it was like walking, he didn't sink, and walked towards Song Hua step by step.

Song Hua stood on the shore, motionless, just quietly looking at Qingyu Daoren, and asked, "Senior, what kind of place is this?" ”

Although Qingyu Daoist couldn't understand what Song Hua was saying, with his realm and strength, he could resonate spiritually and capture Song Hua's thoughts, and he immediately understood what it meant.

"You don't know?" Qingyu Dao people are a little puzzled, they have all come here, and they don't even know what kind of place this is?

Song Hua shook his head and said, "I don't know what's going on, I fell into a crack, and finally woke up again and appeared outside." ”

He had already checked his body, and found that it was the same as when he was "archaeological", the body was still his own, but the world was strange, and he still couldn't figure out where this place was.

Is it the secret realm of the earth of ancient mythology, or has it really passed through the dimensional rift.

After all, he dug a grave, and finally came over in the flesh, and others crossed through the body directly by the soul, and he fell in directly.

Qingyu Daoist suddenly realized and explained: "You may have fallen into the void crack, or you opened some kind of formation, and finally came here, but... You are a person with no cultivation, how can you not be corrupted by nothingness? ”

In the end, he looked at Song Hua like a monster, this young man didn't even move the blood realm, and he could cross the void passage with his body, which was a little strange.

"This is Qizhou among the 3,000 Dao Prefectures, far away from the center of Qizhou, people like you, if they don't eat or drink, they will have to walk for thousands of years." Qingyu Daoren said.

"And this is my cemetery, I was seriously injured by the enemy, but fortunately I was killed, and finally came here to arrange my burial place in advance, and at the same time I am waiting for the arrival of someone who is destined to inherit my Taoism."

He looked at Song Hua, his deep and cloudy eyes seemed to see through everything about Song Hua.

Song Hua was stunned in place, and his mind kept ringing, the word three thousand Daozhou, others were stupid.

Three thousand Dao Prefectures, is it that world, impossible, there must be other worlds called Three Thousand Dao Prefectures.

He was obsessed with reading novels when he was a teenager, dropped out of school that year, and finally entered society, obsessed with novels, and he read all the coffin trilogy, and even knew it by heart.

"Your family didn't baptize you physique?"

"Hey, Ling has missed a few perfect baptisms before the age of twelve, and it's not too late to cultivate now." Qingyu Daoren was quite regretful, Song Hua's qualifications could be said to be the most rebellious person he had seen so far.

Because the Dao method he cultivated was very strange to this place, he could see through other people's cultivation qualifications and wisdom roots.

What's more, this young man still has a faint smell of books on his body, it must be a person who browses group books, it is impossible not to have been baptized.

It is indeed well-read, after all, tomb robbing has no knowledge, how can it be done?

Song Hua was stunned again, he caught the key word, family baptism, several baptisms before the age of twelve, this ......

"Senior, how far is it from Huozhou?" Song Hua asked tentatively, Huozhou is the state he knew when he looked at the perfect world.

Qingyu Daoren glanced at Song Hua and said, "It is still far away from the Fire State, the Sin State, the Demon State, and the Hades Temple. ”

Song Hua chuckled in his heart, and his breathing became a little short, Sin State, Demon State......

If he's not mistaken, he's really in the perfect world!

Good guy, digging a grave can dig through the dimensional barrier?

"Master is above, please accept the apprentice's worship!"

Song Hua didn't even think about it, so he apprenticed directly.

After all, I already know that this is a perfect world, and I can't say anything without some cultivation exercises and background.

Moreover, here, let's live first, and now I don't know what era it is.

Qingyu Daoren was stunned when he heard Song Hua's words, he thought he was going to open his mouth, but he didn't expect Song Hua to be so direct.

Immediately, he smiled and said, "Okay, I was worried that if I didn't have my inheritance, you would be the first and last disciple of the old man." ”

After all, he didn't have long to live, and he could only stay in this place he had set up to survive, but it wouldn't be a few years before he would fall.

As a loose cultivator, he has no power and no descendants, and Song Hua's arrival seems to be destined in the sky, appearing when he is about to fall.

And with his vision, he found that Song Hua's cultivation qualifications were very good.

.......

A year later.....

Song Hua had already begun to cultivate, and in the past few months, he had been learning the language and writing of this world, and the Qingyu Daoist had also taken out many scriptures to show him and let him settle down.

Since the beginning of this year, Song Hua has known that this is the perfect world, because there are realms such as the Blood Moving Realm, the Cave Heaven Realm, and the Spirit Transformation Realm.

But fortunately, with the company of his master, he was not in danger of his life.

From time to time, the Qingyu Dao people went out to hunt terrifying fierce beasts, took out the blood of the fierce beasts, and practiced them in a furnace with the divine grass of this treasure land, and threw Song Hua into it to baptize his physique.

"Apprentice, there is something wrong with your body, there are so many toxins." Qingyu Daoren looked at the originally clear divine liquid, but now it had turned dark green, he was a little speechless, and he didn't know what Song Hua was eating.

Song Hua smiled awkwardly, that's not, there is technology and ruthlessness everywhere in the body, there is no way, they are all starving to death, who cares about the food problem.

However, as time passed, the toxins in his body became less and less, and he slowly turned into a pure body, thanks to the baptism of the Qingyu Dao people.

"Master, I feel like I'm very talented in the way of formation." He opened his mouth, because his eyes were so strange that he could see through the essence of the formation, which was his golden finger.

"Hmm." Qingyu Daoren nodded solemnly, and finally said: "Loose cultivators like us, we have to learn more, we don't have the resources of the Immortal Family, and we can only rely on hard work to win the soup base left by those people." ”

"Formations, poison paths, and rune paths, these are all things that we should have in our scattered cultivation."

Song Hua listened carefully, lying on a big red tripod, baring his teeth in pain from time to time, and removing filth and toxins from the pores of his body.

It was as if he had been cut by a hot knife, and the pain was unbearable, but he didn't scream, just let out a muffled snort from time to time.

"Actually, the master is not very powerful, and it is only at the level of the master of a sect, but the popularity of the teacher is very wide, and the leader of the Heavenly Dao almost became your master back then, but it's a pity, it's a pity..." Qingyu Daoren said regretfully.

He hadn't spoken for a long, long time, and after meeting Song Hua, he naturally talked a lot.

Song Hua soaked in Dingli, receiving baptism, in the past year, he has entered the blood moving realm, and his physical strength has reached more than 20,000 catties.

.......

ps: Maybe what was written above is not satisfactory, but be patient and patient.

It's good to look after the protagonist walks out of the place.