Putting away the "Demon Refining Pot", the remnant wind god came out of his body and found a hidden formation under the golden armor mad bull.

The dark spirit pupil activated, and the aura in the eyes of the remnant wind exploded, and the formation in front of him disappeared, replaced by intricate threads of spiritual energy.

The handprints of the remnant wind flew, and one by one the runes of the formation feet were punched into the formation in front of him, and it was only a few dozen breaths before and after, and with the sound of "pop", the formation in front of him changed, and a mysterious formation diagram appeared.

With a slight hesitation, the remnant wind injected a small amount of aura, and the array emitted a faint burst of light. Looking at the array diagram emitting a mysterious light in front of him, the remnant wind's eyes were blurred, and an indescribable déjà vu flashed in his mind. Remnant Wind stood on top of the array, and in a flicker, his figure disappeared.

As soon as the light in front of him dimmed, there was a slight tearing sensation on his body, and the moon-white space runes in his divine consciousness flickered, and the remnant wind felt it carefully, and a trace of spatial power flashed around his body.

"It turned out to be a spatial teleportation formation!" Remnant Wind had a slight look of surprise on his face. You must know that the space is mysterious and unpredictable, even if it is the remnant wind at its peak, it can only be said that it is difficult to build such a long-distance teleportation array, but I didn't expect that this place of cultivation is so high-level space teleportation array!

"Judging from this time, the teleportation distance is not close." After silently calculating the time, the remnant wind did not dare to be careless, and secretly used the aura to prevent accidents after the teleportation ended.

Fifteen breaths later, the remnant wind came to a dim stone chamber.

The surging power of divine consciousness burst out in an instant, and everything around it was imprinted into Remnant Feng's mind without reservation.

The stone chamber was carefully examined, and the whole stone chamber was very simple: a stone bed, a stone table, a wax lamp, and a stone chair.

The wax lamp was only half burned, and the black-brown wick lay quietly, as if passing through the long river of time and space, telling the world the message of the past.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no danger, Remnant Feng sat on the stone chair, his fingers brushing over the tabletop, and when he touched the tabletop, he found that there was no trace of dust in the entire room, and a sense of déjà vu came to his heart again.

Remnant Feng's eyes were in a trance, suppressed in the most obscure place in his heart, and suddenly appeared in Remnant Feng's mind:

This is: Lingxiao Dao Sect!

This thought flashed in his heart, and Remnant Feng subconsciously shook his head: "No, how can this be the Lingxiao Dao Sect, this must not be the Lingxiao Dao Sect!"

At this moment, Remnant Feng's mind was in a mess!

Suddenly, Remnant Wind raised his head and looked at the stone bed, and then stared straight in a certain direction, where on the edge of the stone bed, a missing small corner, answered the doubts in Remnant Wind's heart.

"How so?"

Unwilling to believe evil, the remnant wind got up and walked to the edge of the stone bed, reaching out to stroke the missing little horn.

The touch of the hand is so real, even the white mark in the memory is not bad at all!

The remnant wind squatting on the ground looked in a trance, and the focus of his eyes gradually lost, recalling the past.

Lingxiao Dao Sect was before the remnant wind was submerged into the "cage".

At that time, Remnant Wind had been living in the Lingxiao Dao Sect since he could remember.

The entire sect was extremely envious of him, because the teacher of the remnant wind was none other than the sect master Ling Yunzhi, who was the strongest cultivator in the entire Southern Chu land!

Of course, the remnant wind also lived up to expectations, and at the age of fourteen, he had already cultivated to the realm of immortality. Compared with the previous Zhu Feng, I don't know how much higher the qualifications are.

The master allowed the remnant wind to go out to practice, and the remnant wind was too excited at that time, and his subordinates were happy, so he slapped a corner of the stone bed, and the remnant wind picked up the small corner that fell, happily crossed the section, and then sorted out his own things, and went out to practice with the teachers and nephews.

It was also this experience that the remnant wind strayed into an abyss, and after waking up, he appeared in the "cage".

Shaking his mind slightly, the remnant wind came to his senses, his right hand stroked the white marks, and he still didn't believe his eyes.

Got up and came to the door, pressed his hands on the door frame, and the remnant wind suddenly stopped moving.

He still didn't believe at the moment that he had really come to the Lingxiao Dao Sect.

Even though the physical touch was so real and the vision was so familiar, the remnant still couldn't believe it. I'm even more afraid that when I open the door, I will see the worst answer in my heart.

After a moment's hesitation, the remnant wind slowly opened the door.

Outside the door was the familiar hallway, and the air seemed to still have the fragrance of pine sandalwood.

Everything was full of dead silence, but it was extremely shocking and stimulated the nerves of the remnant wind.

The remnant wind walked down the corridor, looking for the dark stone steps, and walked to the stone room he was familiar with.

Pushing open the stone door, what caught my eye was the familiar futon, the yellow futon, which quickly dissipated in the wind as the wind pushed the door in. The furnishings in the stone chamber, with the exception of the stone products, are all turned into powder between breaths.

Although there was a glimpse, those originally familiar ornaments were all seen by the remnant wind.

Looking around the entire stone room, the remnant wind's gaze stopped on the stone table, his pupils constricted slightly, and a jade slip that exuded spiritual light was quietly placed on the stone table.

The remnant wind didn't know how he walked over, but the residual breath on the jade slip was clearly the breath of the master back then.

With trembling hands, the remnant wind held the jade slip in his hand. A trace of divine consciousness entered the jade slip.

"Feng'er, it's been a long time."

The voice of the slightest vicissitudes suddenly sounded in his mind, and the remnant wind held the jade slip in both hands, held it high above his head, and knelt straight on the ground.

"Master!" Looking at the elegant old man who appeared in front of him, the corners of the remnant wind's eyes moistened unconsciously.

"Feng'er, you don't have to be sad." The elegant old man was silent for a moment, and a weak force that the remnant wind could not resist came from the jade slip, directly lifted him up, and sat on the stone bench.

"You and I, master and apprentice, have been informalized since childhood, but now that Feng'er has grown up, he has become much more sensible." Ling Yunzhi's voice was a little more appreciative, and at the same time, there was a hint of emotion.

"Master, where is this disciple? Is this really our Lingxiao Dao Sect? ”

"Alas, Feng'er, seeing you alive, I am relieved to be a teacher."

"I know you have a lot of questions, but you don't have much time to be a teacher, so I just ask you, how long do you feel like you've been gone?"

"Six Years ???"

"Heh, its methods are getting more and more sophisticated." Hearing Remnant Feng's reply, Ling Yunzhi sneered.

Remnant Wind was confused and didn't understand what the master was talking about.

The next sentence made the remnant wind directly petrified on the spot: "Feng'er, I've been waiting for you here for six epochs." ”

"Six... Era? ”

Seeing the remnant wind's reaction, Ling Yunzhi was stunned, "Oh, Feng'er doesn't know the unit of the era yet." ”

"No, Master, Feng'er knows what 'Era' means. In the 'cage', Feng'er learned a lot of knowledge. ”

Days, months, years... 100,000 years, millions of years, 100 million years、... era

The way of heaven is endless, the cycle is endless, there is incarnation, there must be annihilation.

If there is no special reason, the meaning of the epoch is 100 million years later!

At this time, the way of heaven is coming to an end, and all things are in the midst of destruction, ushering in new vitality. However, most of the people who live at the end of the era will be favored by the Heavenly Dao, and in the new era after rebirth, they will have a chance to cross and horizontally, and among these people, only a few people can break the shackles of heaven and earth, jump out of the cycle of the era, and promote to a more vast world of cultivating immortals.

"Well, since you know the meaning of the era, you don't need to say anything more for the teacher, you just need to know, you must protect yourself, and don't fall in the middle way. There is still a long way to go, and I hope that on the day of the final competition, I can fight side by side with you. ”

"Yes! Master! ”

The remnant wind is respectful, and the shock in my heart is also incomprehensible, I didn't expect that my master back then would be so strong!

Of course, he won't ask questions directly, because he knows that Shizun will not hurt him no matter what.

"Oh? Did he look for you? Ling Yunzhi's gaze swept over the sea of knowledge of the remnant wind, and finally froze on the golden text. Remnant Feng clearly felt that the golden font in his sea resonated with Shizun.

"Master knows that one?" Remnant Feng didn't hide it from Ling Yunzhi, and told the details of his meeting with that person.

Ling Yunzhi nodded: "The exercises he gave you, you can cultivate." Don't worry, Shizun is friends with him, and the next time I go to him, I owe him a favor. ”

Hearing Ling Yunzhi's words, the heart that had been hanging in the wind finally relaxed.

"Well, time is running out, my soul, I've stayed here long enough, he has given you a meeting gift, as a master, you can't go back empty-handed, and finally give you a big gift, as your teacher's gift."

The jade slip in the hand of the remnant wind disappeared in a burst of dazzling light, and an inconspicuous gravel appeared in the hand of the remnant wind.

[Happy May Day

Chapter 1, with two more chapters]