I don't know how many jars of wine he drank, Cheng Yun finally put the jar in his hand far away, he was like a drunkard who drank too much, drunkenly wandering among the tribes, at this time, where did he still have the appearance of a strong man with advanced cultivation, but he was just a homeless wanderer who borrowed wine to drown his sorrows.

"I remember, I'm laughing here!" a smile appeared on Cheng Yun's face, as if he had thrown away the pain in his heart to the clouds.

"Mo Fei, this kid, has loved to steal his father's wine since he was a child, but every time he only drinks half a glass and gets drunk, every time I tell him to pour half a glass, he will turn his face with me, he is angry, and he looks like a drunk drunkard. Cheng Yun smiled again and muttered to himself.

"And Brother Twilight, who said that there is no brother like me, but secretly beat my people who hurt my people with a blue nose and swollen face, and came back pretending to have nothing to do, and what else is boring. ”

"That guy Xiao Long is also a stupid person, in order to catch fish, but he was caught by fish every time, and Mo Fei and I had to go to the river to fish for people. ”

"The fragrant pears and apples planted by Grandpa Sang, the dried salted fish dried by Uncle Muzi, and the steamed buns made by Aunt Song"

Cheng Yun smiled, laughing, the tears flowing from the corners of his eyes never stopped, but these tears were no longer flowing due to sadness, they were tears of joy.

"I still remember, I was crying here. ”

Cheng Yun's tears became more and more cheerful, and he recalled his scenes in the Water Moon Clan.

"That year, when the floods were rampant, the snow and ice were everywhere, and all the food planted by the tribe was destroyed, and I wept with the tribesmen. ”

"When the old witch doctor died, the clansmen saw him off and scattered his ashes under the stone tablet of the Lethe River, and I couldn't help crying, crying wantonly, crying painfully. ”

"A person's life, in a hurry, success or failure is empty in a blink of an eye, I have seen the monks of the Blazing Sun Realm dying at the end of their lives, and ordinary people are dead, there is no difference, but one person is gone, crying a family, and a family is sad. ”

"I have seen a young child reborn, this is the beginning of a dream, and I have also seen a young death, or died in middle age, this is the end of the dream, floating life is like a dream, whose floating life is not a hangover, a big dream. ”

"Now I cry and I laugh, I am sad and I am happy, maybe it is just a whisper in a dream, when I wake up, maybe I am still me, maybe it is just a dream, this is like a dream. ”

Cheng Yun thought back to the various experiences he had experienced in the tribe, and felt more and more about the words that were like a dream.

"Will you be sad too?" his eyes caressed his eyes, and there were black and white colors in his eyes, but this black and white two colors, flickering and dimming, were extremely dim.

The power of this prophet's true spirit belongs to Cheng Yun's clansman Yang Ling, and Cheng Yun pinched it with both hands, and drew out the black and white colors, and turned them into powder.

"Your master is no longer there, you should go and accompany him. Cheng Yun took out a new jar of wine, slapped the mud seal open, and took another sip into his mouth.

"If I believe, then as I wish!"

"If you give the letter, then you will do it!"

The huge eyeball emerged, and the vitality imprint at Cheng Yunyuan's core began to operate, sending huge vitality towards the huge eyeball.

"I miss you, I want to see you again. ”

Cheng Yun's words were full of sadness, as soon as his words came out, the vitality imprint in his body ran wildly, and with the support of a steady stream of vitality, one figure after another appeared in the wide plain.

Mo Fei and Ah Hua appeared not far from Cheng Yun, and they walked towards where Cheng Yun was, as if they couldn't see Cheng Yun, and sat down by the river.

Cheng Yun's heart moved, and the Lechuan River in the Yuan Core erupted and flowed on the riverbed again.

Mo Fei said words to Ah Hua from time to time, Ah Hua was teased by Mo Fei and laughed, taking advantage of Ah Hua's inattention, Mo Fei hugged Ah Hua and quickly kissed her on the cheek.

Ah Huahua lost her face, quickly wiped her face, pushed Mo Fei away, and kept beating Mo Fei.

With a move of his eyes, Cheng Yun saw the toddler Tongtong playing beside his mother, listening to his words, it seemed that his elder brother had returned from his experience outside the tribe, and brought her toys.

Tongtong's aunt smiled and hung up her clothes, then hugged Tongtong and walked into the distance, in the distance, a sturdy young man appeared, it was Tongtong's brother.

On the altar, the high priest and the elders sat together, praying for the future of the tribe, and the people under the altar all showed respectful expressions.

Patriarch Chu Yi taught the monks of the tribe to practice in the martial arts hall, and one after another exquisite spells and magical powers burst out from his body, each of which was amazingly powerful.

Elder Zhao sneaked into Elder Han's house, and tried his best to break the formation set by Elder Han, after the formation was touched, Elder Zhao snickered twice, simply did not sneak around, and directly broke the formation left by Elder Han, and pocketed all the bottles of fine wine that Elder Han left at home.

Elder Han sensed the strangeness of the formation, he was shocked, and immediately rushed back to his home, when he found that the treasured wine was stolen, he did not hesitate at all, and flew towards Elder Zhao's home, Elder Zhao had already fled to the riverside and tasted the mellow wine.

In front of a house, Chu Duyun, who looked innocent, stayed with a few young children, he instigated a few young children to gather the dirt on the ground together, and then he took off his pants and peed as much as he could in the mud mound.

"I miss you, I miss you very much!" Cheng Yun's tears seemed to have dried up, he walked towards the figure one by one, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch the clansmen in his memory, but when he stretched out his hand, he only touched the air.

In the sky, a bright moon rose, emitting a bright moonlight, spraying on Cheng Yun's face, this moonlight was also scattered on the Lechuan River, making the river surface sparkling.

Cheng Yun has seen countless scenes in this scene, he dissipated the eternal true spirit, played countless seals, and unfolded the technique of mirroring, flowering, water and moon.

"I take the spell as the mirror, the memory in my heart as the flower, the Lethe River as the water, and the clansman as the moon, what I think is the mirror flower and the moon!"

Cheng Yun's spell unfolded, and the scenes of the clansmen's life in the tribe were reflected on the Lechuan River, and they seemed to be the bright moon in the sky.

"There is a bright moon at the bottom of the water, and the bright moon floats on the water. ”

Cheng Yun chanted two mantras softly, and there was a sharp pain in his heart, and the scenes reflected on the river surface quickly dissipated.

"The mirror flowers and the moon are just the mirror flowers and the moon. Cheng Yun's heart seemed to be cut by a thousand knives, he woke up from the illusion he had weaved, and fell into endless sorrow.

"I am the son of the carrier! I am cultivating for the tribe! But without the tribe, what kind of luck am I carrying! Cultivating the Tao, what kind of road is cultivating!" Cheng Yun's emotions were turbulent, and a strong sadness could not help but emanate.

After cultivating the Heart Tribulation, Cheng Yun's emotions could be easily emanated, and his sadness echoed in the residence of the Water Moon Clan, almost enveloping the place.

"Whew, whew!"

The valley where there was no wind rose up, and the sound of the wind moaned was like the cry of an infatuated child and a resentful girl, and it was like the grief of a sad person.

The water flowing in the Lechuan River also became slow, for a long time, it flowed a little, as if it was crying for something, and the sound of water droplets flowing, and the sound of tears dripping down, had nine points of similarity.

It was the spring when everything was recovering, but the leaves on the trees quickly withered at this time, and fell gently with the wind.

After leaving the tribe for three years, when he returned, it was already the end of the song, and the huge tribe had no trace of existence, what happened to the tribe, Cheng Yun didn't think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

Even if the tribe migrated, it would send a message to the wanderers who went out, so that the lost clansmen could return, but this time, nothing was left, and Cheng Yun was left with only endless sadness and memories.

"The predecessor of the dark feather once said that his sorrow is the sorrow of the fallen leaves without roots, but I didn't expect that I also became the fallen leaves, even if I landed, it was also a rootless tree and no source of water, and I had no home. ”

After a long time, Cheng Yun's mind slowly regained his calmness, he remembered the words that Styx Yu said that day, and a chill appeared in his heart, but in a moment, he seemed to have fallen into an abyss of ice, exuding a cold aura all over his body.

In his eyes, there is no black and white, only a layer of gray mist in it, this gray, is sadness, is pain, at a glance, as if experiencing countless pain.