I don't know how long it took, Yang Xuan felt like something was on his face and kept haggling, and it felt like a tongue was licking his face, itchy and crispy; Yang Xuan slowly opened his eyes, only to find that it was a wolf, or a little wolf, black and white fur, two ears high up; seeing Yang Xuan wake up, the two big eyes flickered, constantly whispering, walking around Yang Xuan's body curiously, as if he was very happy.

"Child, don't be afraid, Erha won't hurt you. A kind voice rang out.

Yang Xuan followed the voice, looked over, and found an old man standing beside him, this old man's hair and beard were all white, and the deep wrinkles on his face seemed to have witnessed the vicissitudes of countless years, wearing a white robe, looking at Yang Xuan with kind eyes.

"Uncle, where is this?" Yang Xuan stood up and found that he couldn't see the wound on his body, not even the scar. Yang Xuan was puzzled, was it a dream that he fell off the cliff? Or was he dreaming now? Yang Xuan looked around and found that he was in a manor, with water pavilions in the courtyard, carved dragons and phoenixes, rockery fountains, and the peach blossoms around him were pink, attracting colorful butterflies to fly, not at all like the autumn season, and the style of the building was also a little weird.

"Child, don't look at it," the white-bearded old man said softly: "This is Wolong Villa, it is a small independent space, your body is not here, what is here is your consciousness." ”

"Consciousness, am I dead?" Yang Xuan asked nervously.

"You almost died, but your life was great, and when you fell, you fell on the owner's token of Wolong Villa, and your blood dripped on the token, and the energy of the token healed your injuries and brought your consciousness in. ”

"Who are you, uncle?, is this little wolf also conscious?" Yang Xuan was puzzled.

"I'm also a wisp of consciousness, Erha is a wolf spirit, and its physical body died a long time ago. The white-bearded old man sighed: "It's been a long, long time, it should have been more than three hundred years, my consciousness is getting weaker and weaker, if I can't wait any longer, it is estimated that it will dissipate in many years." The white-bearded old man seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be reminiscing about the past.

"Wolf spirit?" Yang Xuan looked at Erha who was shaking his head on the ground, with a simple look, Yang Xuan leaned down and touched Erha with his hand, Erha closed his eyes and hummed comfortably.

"Uncle, did you say that you have been here for more than three hundred years?" Yang Xuan felt incredible.

"Yes, you're the first person to come in for more than 300 years. This is a relatively independent space, this space has a special power, only consciousness can enter and exit it, and human consciousness dissipates extremely slowly in it, because there is only a space of more than ten miles, and it cannot be called the world, the change of seasons, and the alternation of darkness are controlled by the magic weapon in the space. The entire consciousness space is in the token of this owner's villa. ”

"Uncle, are you a cultivator?

"My name is Prince Dan, I should say that I am a wisp of consciousness that Prince Dan left in Wolong Villa, I am the prince of the Shabak Empire more than three hundred years ago, a single name and a Dan character, my body died in the battle with demons more than three hundred years ago, that war, now I still have palpitations when I think about it, the mountains and rivers are broken, the sun and the moon are gone, the blood is flowing like a river, and the corpses are all over the field, how many demon kings died in that war, and how many human myths fell in that war! My old comrades-in-arms, Soul Fifteen, Boundless, Eighth, and countless human geniuses have all fallen, and the peace of the human race for more than 300 years has been changed!" After speaking, Prince Dan was deeply immersed in the distant past.

"More than three hundred years of demon war?" These things that Prince Dan said were unheard of by these people, Yang Xuan. "Uncle Dan, I'm just a countryman, I'm lonely, I've never heard anything you say!"

"It's normal that you haven't heard of it, although the Terrans narrowly won that war, but the losses were also very heavy, the elites were all killed and wounded, it is estimated that many things have been broken off, and the younger generations can only imagine the grand occasion at that time from the few words left in the war. Prince Dan looked at Yang Xuan and said kindly, "Child, what's your name?"

"My name is Yang Xuan, 15 this year, I am a native of Ginkgo Village, Taoyuan Town, Liangshan Prefecture, Gaochang State, I have been working with my father since I was a child, I just passed the disciple assessment of Baiwumen a few days ago, and I was about to go to the sect to report, I met thieves on the way, and I was almost killed by them!"

"It's really the sky with eyes, so that you won't die, and I can still meet you in my lifetime. But I have never heard of the Gaochang Kingdom you said, and I have no impression of the White Mist Gate, more than three hundred years ago, there was a mysterious sect called the White Sun Gate, which was one of the top three sects of the human race, but unfortunately after that war, it also disappeared. Prince Dan pondered for a long time, couldn't think of a reason, and asked again: "So you are a member of the Dao Sect, you tell me all the current cultivation methods of the human race that you know." ”

"It's a shame to say that the younger generations haven't even started yet, they only know that we need spiritual roots for cultivation, and the spiritual roots have seven colors: white, green, yellow, blue, orange, red, and purple, with white being the lowest and purple being the highest; Yang Xuan told Prince Dan everything he knew.

After listening to this, Prince Dan touched Bai Huahua's long beard and asked, "Is that all?"

"As far as the younger generations know, that's all there is to it. ”

"It seems that the Great War three hundred years ago has almost disappeared the inheritance of the human race. Prince Dan raised his head and sighed: "Only one of the Daomen is left and can barely support the human race, but these are far from enough, in the great war three hundred years ago, although the demons retreated, the entrances to many worlds collapsed, and the teleportation array was destroyed, but they did not die, and soon they will make a comeback!" Fortunately, the heavens will not die for my human race, so that I can still meet you in my lifetime, although I only have a wisp of divine consciousness left, but the exercises, combat skills, and secrets before my death are all in my memory, child, I will teach them all to you, you have to study hard, maybe one day, the life and death of the human race will depend on you!" Prince Dan looked at Yang Xuan with a solemn expression.

"The juniors will definitely do their best, please rest assured!"

"Silly boy, you can call me master, you will be my Prince Dan's disciple in the future!" After speaking, Prince Dan seemed to be very pleased: "Soul Fifteen, Wuya, Eighth Child, you can't imagine that my Prince Dan can still receive a disciple after so many years, I will give him all our lifelong learning, protect our human race, and will not let our old brothers die in vain!"

Disciple Yang Xuan greeted the master!" Yang Xuan hurriedly knelt down and bowed to the master.

"Good, good, good apprentice!" said Prince Dan with relief.

"But master, the disciple's Son of Heaven is stupid, he is a green two-spirit root, and he can't even enter the inner door of the White Mist Gate, and the disciple is worried that he will disappoint you!" Yang Xuan lowered his head and said ashamedly.

"Hahahaha, silly boy!" Prince Dan touched his beard and looked up and laughed: "Don't say that you still have a green two-spirit root, even if you only have a white single spirit root, being a teacher can make you the top existence in the human race!"

"Really?" Yang Xuan looked up at his master, his heart full of longing.

"Could it be that the teacher will still lie to you, you don't know how famous the name of Prince Dan was more than 300 years ago. Prince Dan blew his beard and glared and said: "But don't be too happy, the most fundamental thing in cultivation lies in yourself, the master can only give you correct guidance, and the key is your own diligence and understanding, understand?"

"Disciple understands!"

"Okay, let's get here today, you can go back quickly, your body is still lying at the bottom, don't be eaten by wild beasts!"

Prince Dancong took out a token and handed it to Yang Xuan: "This is the phantom of the token, the real token is in the leaves under your body, you have already dripping blood to recognize the master, as long as you silently recite the word Wolong in your heart, your consciousness can freely enter and exit Wolong Villa." ”

Yang Xuan took the token, the token was only the size of a palm, and there was a golden word "Ling" in the middle, and there was a circle of simple and mysterious patterns around the word Ling. Soon he sensed that he had a strange connection to the token and space.

"Apprentice, there is a myelin cleansing pill here and a basic swordsmanship, you take it first, the myelin cleansing pill and others will be taken immediately, it can change your physical strength, and you can have the power of self-preservation! There are many other things that you can't use if you are lowly now, so let's talk about it when your cultivation is improved in the future!"

"Yes, master, the apprentice will retire first!" Yang Xuan bowed, silently recited the word "Wolong" in his heart, and after a while, he found himself lying on the leaves at the bottom of the valley, it was already daytime, and he was holding a basic sword technique and a pill in his hand.

Yang Xuan first turned over the leaves, found the owner token, wrapped it with the basic swordsmanship, and carried it in his arms. Then he picked up the black pill and put it in his mouth, the pill melted in his mouth, the medicinal power quickly dissolved, and the violent energy filled his entire body, Yang Xuan's green muscles bulged, and the whole person seemed to be about to burst, he was sweating profusely, his clothes were soaked, his limbs were propped up on the ground, trembling, he gritted his teeth, and after half an hour, the medicinal power was finally absorbed by his body.

Yang Xuan stood up, magically found that his strength was several times greater than before, full of strength, Yang Xuan was excited, looked up at the cliff, climbed the rocks and vines, climbed up quickly, and reached the top of the mountain in an instant.