Mo Cong didn't know how long he had been swimming, and an island appeared in his vision, although it was far away, but he could see it clearly in this wonderful place. Mo Cong was secretly happy in his heart, although he couldn't tell whether there were any other life on that island, but after all, there was one more color, and where there were trees, there should be life, even if it was a strange beast.

Mo Cong thought to himself, and he had an infinite longing for that island, and it would be even better if there was a human on the island. So he sped up, but unexpectedly, although the green island was clearly visible, it was very far away. There was no daylight here, and Mo Cong couldn't calculate the time, so it took him about two days to swim near the island. This time it was even clearer, the island was small, with a white sand beach around it, and in the center was a leafy forest with blooming wisteria flowers hanging from the trees, blue and green, and the colors were very bright.

"It seems that you have to be careful!" Mo Cong circled around the island, feeling that the island was a bit mysterious, and did not dare to land rashly.

After observing the island for a long time, Mo Cong carefully went ashore, roaming in the sea for a long time, Mo Cong did not feel hungry, let alone tired, the fresh air wafting out of the jungle soaked his heart and lungs, but made the nervous mood relax a lot. Looking up, there was indeed a huge window in the sky, and the shadows could see the outside world.

"There is indeed an exit here!" Mo Cong was surprised and delighted, excited, and for a while left all the dangers behind, only thinking about how to go through that window and return to his own world. Before you know it, you've reached the depths of the jungle.

"I must jump out, jump out and I'll be free!" Mo Cong thought in his heart, climbing the tallest tree, now his martial arts cultivation is almost completely lost, and it took a lot of effort to even climb that big tree.

However, that window floated in the distant sky, and it was really harder for Mo Cong to reach than to reach the sky.

"How can my spiritual power not work, it's really strange!" Mo Cong rode on the branch of the big tree, looking at the window in the sky at a loss, tried a few times, tried to invoke the spiritual power, and floated up, but he obviously felt that he had inexhaustible power in his body, but it was like a nightmare, he just couldn't exert it, and he was so anxious that Mo Cong was sweating profusely.

"Well, it's out!" staring at the skylight, Mo Cong bit his lip and gasped heavily, shouted, and jumped into the air with all his might

"Ahh

Mo Cong shouted loudly, his body floating in the air, but it did not float upward, but after floating upwards for a while, it fell downward, much faster--the tree was several feet high, and when he looked down from the tree, the flowers and plants on the ground were like a flat picture--Mo Cong watched the huge branches of the big tree fly past him, and in a moment he fell heavily on the picture.

"It hurts"

Mo Cong turned over on the grass, as if the flames in his chest were burning violently, as if the bones in his body were broken, the pain swept through his body, Mo Cong snorted a few times, and suddenly he was surprised in his heart, and shouted excitedly: "I feel pain, I feel pain!"

"This man is such a freak"

An old voice rang in his ears.

"Ahh The old man seemed to be very tall, with a thin and wrinkled face, a pair of long white eyebrows that hung down to his cheeks, and a pair of silver hair that hung down to his chest. He was looking sideways at Mo Cong, his eyes full of surprise. His face was very kind, and there was no malice in his eyes.

"Old man!" Mo Cong didn't care whether the old man was friend or foe, he screamed in surprise, as if the pain in his body had disappeared, and jumped up. Mo Cong stood up and found that the old man's height was not yet his chest. Mo Cong didn't have time to take care of the old man's appearance, so he arched his hand again and again: "Old man, are you the immortal here?"

Mo Cong saw that the old man was immortal, his expression was calm, and he lived in seclusion in this kind of strange place, thinking that he was not an immortal but also a master of the world.

Mo Cong's face was modest, but the old man frowned, and said to himself: "Hell, it's not an elf, but how can there be an elf element in a human body? The old man shook his head again.

Seeing that the old man didn't care about himself at all, Mo Cong said a little uncertainly: "Old man, old man, can you tell me what kind of place this is?" Mo Cong only noticed at this time that the old man had a pair of long, thick, pointed ears, white hairs in the ears and eyes, and black spots on them.

"You, are you an elf?" Mo Cong asked again.

"Oh, that's so!" the old man closed his eyes, moved his fingers, and thought very seriously, as if he had seen something in his mind, and nodded again and again, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Looks like there's something wrong with this old man. Mo Cong saw the old man standing there with his eyes closed, nodding and laughing, obviously mentally abnormal, recalling the dim martial god eyes of the old man just now, it confirmed his judgment, and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh in disappointment, facing the sky on his back, and slowly lay on the ground.

The old man thought for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, but Mo Cong was missing in front of him, and when he looked down, Mo Cong was lying on the ground, and said unhappily: "Get up!"

"Old man, you, are you talking to me?" Hearing this, Mo Cong suddenly jumped up, pointed to his chest very unconfidently, and asked with excitement in his eyes.

The old man glanced at Mo Cong in surprise and asked, "Is there anyone else here?"

"Huh?" Mo Cong was stunned, looked left and right, and was sure that there was no one around except himself and the old man, so he scratched his head and said with a smile: "Old man, you are really talking to me!"

"Hmm!" the old man nodded slightly, and said with a very unnatural smile: "I looked at your memory just now, and I understand now, your wife is the princess of the elven land, you have already died once, and it was she who used the elven yuan power to resurrect you, so there are a large number of elve-specific elements in your body now." After saying that, the old man nodded apologetically and said, "Hehe, forgive me for taking the liberty of entering your memory without your permission, but I assure you that I haven't even looked at anything that shouldn't be seen." ”

Mo Cong blinked dumbly, he couldn't understand the old man's words.

"Haha!" the old man smiled: "This is the sea of your mind, all your memories and all your experiences, all your subconscious exists here"

"What? you say this is" Mo Cong couldn't believe it, the place he was in turned out to be his own spiritual world, but this time he understood that the old man had just checked his memory, and had already seen the section where Princess Qin healed him, that is, all his secrets and secrets, all the things he had seen, all the things he had experienced, all of them he had seen

Thinking that it was not only himself who was exposed, but also his two lovely wives and little sisters, and many more, Mo Cong's face was pale and he said unhappily: "Old man, you are too much!"

"What's that," the old man said disapprerovingly, "I think I've existed for tens of thousands of years, and I haven't seen anything, sneer! What is your little thing? You humans are hypocritical, but since you have the righteous power of the light elves, I will be a part of you in the future." ”

"Tens of thousands of years," looking at the old man in front of him, Mo Cong secretly thought in his heart: "Tens of thousands of years, wouldn't that be an old goblin?" And this "old goblin" also said that he wanted to become a part of himself, Mo Cong couldn't help but be a little frightened.

"Don't look at me with that kind of look, I'm actually a combination, to tell you the truth, I'm a spirit, my body has long since died, more than two hundred years ago, in order to seal the Dragon Source Crystal, I and four other elven elders joined forces to create the Dragon City Enchantment"

"Dragon City Enchantment?" Mo Cong couldn't help but be in awe of the old man in front of him when he heard this, and said in amazement: "You, you are one of the five elders in the legend. ”

"You kid, why don't you listen to three or four, didn't I tell me that I am a combination? I am the five old men, and the five old men are me, do you understand?" the old man took a step forward.

"Uh, I, I don't know much! hehe!" Mo Cong said, scratching his hair.

"Alas!" The old man shook his head in extreme disappointment, took a deep breath and said, "Forget it, whether you understand it or not, what I have to do now is to give you all my abilities, alas!" Saying that, the old man shook his head and sighed again, and said: "At first, I thought that I could completely seal the Dragon Source Crystal, but now I understand that I must completely destroy it, but I can't do anything about it, so the Dragon Source Crystal will gradually wake up." Now that I have survived for tens of thousands of years, according to the way of heaven, even the soul I can't continue to exist, otherwise I will disappear completely in a short time, and I will be melted by the universe, fortunately, I am fortunate to have met you, so I decided to pass on my power to you. ”

"Pass it to me?"

Mo Cong was a little confused. The old man smiled and said, "Take a good look at your memory! You will understand, but it is not easy to get my power, you have to be prepared in your heart! Now do as I say, close your eyes, and think about what happened before you entered the seal." ”

"Hmm!" Mo Cong nodded, sitting on the ground with some disbelief, closing his eyes slightly, and suddenly he saw what had happened the moment he entered the Dragon Source Seal. At that time, Mo Cong didn't know what had happened to him after he entered the seal, he thought he was dead, he didn't even know if he was dead or alive now. However, Mo Cong clearly saw that when the mountain ghost Wen and them were out of danger, he was sucked into the wall of light by the powerful power of the seal, and those dragon guards had already flown towards him with their teeth and claws, but, at that moment, a ball of pure white aura rushed away from the dragon guards, wrapping himself in the period, and the memories after that were blank. It was as if I had fainted, and it was as if I had floated into the air, in short, it was blurry.