The last journey, I don't have any impression, because my consciousness has been very blurred, almost about to dissipate, this ancient road seems to have some prohibition, people can not concentrate, will only become more and more blurred, lost in the journey, but, I don't know if it is lucky, I still have a trace of consciousness, and it is this trace of consciousness, in the near future will set off an uproar.

But those are all afterthoughts, but after I left there, I seemed very confused, and I didn't know when a strange thought came to my heart:

Find a boy with a strange life and give him what he has in his hand.

So, I began to search aimlessly, and this world was obviously different from the world I was in before. I kept drifting, although there was a change of time, but I still don't know how long I wandered, but in a trance, I seemed to witness the sea turn into mulberry fields, the sea water on the coast of the East China Sea dried up several times, and even the southern spars were broken. But time has no end, and I have witnessed this scene countless times, but the boy still did not appear. I don't know how long I've been around.

All I know is that my existence seems as old as this familiar and strange world. Finally, I don't know how many more years have passed. My obsession began to waver, I had had enough of the wait, I was tired of the endless loneliness. I witnessed the development of the world, and I threw myself into a creature that was very similar to me—the human body.

Nine months have passed, and I am no longer a geist, I have a substance. I was born! Beside my young body, a delicate wooden box rested on a bookcase, the thing I had guarded before, which I had placed at the last moment of my devotion to this mortal womb. The memory began to fade, and I began to get lost about it.

Soon, the wisp of consciousness I had before also began to dissipate quickly, but I only had the previous obsession in case, but I vaguely remembered that the delicate brocade box was very important, and others seemed to be unable to see the brocade box. However, fate is the most tricky, and even this world will not change.

My name in this life is Yunlin, this world is called the Earth Metaverse, which is one of the many nether realms, but this is just a legend, because every moment a new world will be born in this space, and there will be an old world dissipated, I only know that this space is called the nether realm, and the people in the nether realm are all quenching into the Xuan with exercises, because the Xuan Qi here is very thin, and there is only one kind of Xuan Qi similar to the Yuan Qi, the Xuan Qi is suitable for practicing Qi, and the Yuan Qi is suitable for practicing the body.

The Yun family, even in this small world, is not easy to find, if this world is divided into 100 million equal parts, then the Yun family can only occupy one thousandth. But even if it is one in 100 billion, it is enough to make countless forces covetous, therefore, the Yun family's daily actions are like walking on thin ice, but accidents still happened.

When I was five years old, I was taken away by an immortal master who taught me the exercises and guided me to cultivate the Yuan. As a result, I became the youngest primordial martial artist in the entire world, and I also showed a talent for cultivation that was shocking to the world. As a result, I was only twelve years old and was close to the Upper Yuan Realm. There are three stages of this world practice:

mortal stage (Lower Yuan Realm, Middle Yuan Realm, Upper Yuan Realm);

Shangren stage (Shangren realm, earth-man realm, heaven-man realm);

Real person stage (turbidity realm, mixed yuan realm, halal realm).

Each can be divided into three major realms, and each major realm can be divided into seven small realms, namely: the first entry, the first realm, the initial ascension, the realm of entry, the realm of truth, the realm of truth, and the realm of extremes. Each sub-realm is divided into three sub-divisions: the early, middle and late stages. Therefore, cultivation is very difficult, although I was already in the Shangyuan realm at the age of twelve, but that was only the beginning, and the subsequent cultivation became more and more difficult, knowing that the year of my fifteenth birthday, I was only a beginner.

This year, Shizun looked very weak, once, he called me to his room, and then boiled me into a pill, leaving only a useless thin and dying body, and then took the pill, I did not die at the beginning, but fell into a deep sleep and he, just looked at me coldly and dying, the last sentence in my ear was clearly his:

Naïve, but just looking at your special bloodline, I really accept you as a disciple...... This is a world where the strong are respected......

It's all intermittent, and I can't remember it anymore......

However, what I can be sure of is that he took all of my cultivation, and because of the particularity of our family's bloodline, he actually sacrificed all of my family in a frenzy. Transformed into a spirit pill to improve his cultivation, however, those are all afterwords, and I don't think about it so much at this moment.

Now, if someone sees me from a distance, they will definitely think that I am an incorruptible corpse that is more than a hundred years old, because at this moment, I am almost left with a thin layer of skin wrapped around a skeleton. At this moment, even moving a finger is a luxury, and in this state, I don't know how long I can last, because I may die completely in the next moment. At that time, there was nothing in my mind, only an instinct to survive, and as time went by, my body became more and more rigid, but my sense of survival became stronger.

Gradually, I seemed to arrive in a dark space, which felt both familiar and strange to me. The endless darkness, the feeling of nothingness that completely lost my senses, came to my body again, but this time, I didn't feel as strong a sense of loss as before, and this endless darkness and nothingness actually gave me a kind of intimate feeling, so I wandered in the darkness of nothingness for a long time. However, this time there was no bluestone ancient road, but a point of light appeared in front of me, and I seemed to be approaching it again.

However, this time I seemed to be very close to the point of light, because I felt that I was getting closer to it quickly, but it was only after getting closer that I realized that it was not that I was approaching the point of light, but ......

It's coming at me at a terrifying speed!

Somehow, a feeling of horror hit me, but with it came an inexplicable anticipation. Almost in the blink of an eye, the distance between the point of light and me was much closer, and after a few breaths it was so close to me, almost a stone's throw away, and then, a strange light swallowed my vision.

When I regained my vision, I was greeted by a brilliant laser, very dreamy and very real. It's a somewhere between fantasy and reality, it's dreamy because it's impossible to see that kind of scenery in reality, and it's real because those feelings are so real......

Suddenly, the laser overhead suddenly dissipated, and an even more brilliant and bright point of light fell from it, like a meteor streaked across the night sky, seemingly suppressing all the colors around it. And that brilliant point of light finally fell in front of me, and gradually, the bright and brilliant light began to dim and dissipate. Eventually, there was only a crystal droplet, as dazzling and striking as a drop of blood.

At this point, my body was able to move, almost instinctively, and I reached out my right hand to touch it, and it didn't seem to repel me. So I touched it so easily. And the moment I touched it, many fragments flashed through my mind:

Nine days away, a figure was wrapped in a ball of light, moving forward at a rapid pace, the group of light clearly had no color, but it looked so magnificent, and behind the group of light, many different phantoms seemed to be chasing it......

Then, the picture dissipated, and the scene changed:

It's still the figure before, but there are a lot fewer phantoms chasing behind me, and through the flickering light, I can vaguely see that there is a lot of blood on its body, and those blood are so similar to the blood in front of me......

The picture switched again, the light around the figure had completely dissipated, revealing a bloody shadow covered in blood, there were no pursuers behind him, he began to condense a drop of essence blood, and that drop of essence blood was the same as the drop of blood in front of me, and then, he hit this drop of essence blood towards a continent......

After that, there was no picture.