Dark all round.

Ning Junxi indulged in a bone-chilling coldness and weakness, a feeling of powerlessness that was even more uncomfortable than the attack of the Falling Sun Grass, which was folded over and over in his heart, as if he was endlessly suffocated, and could never get rid of it.

"Ahh

Ning Junxi woke up from his dream, opened his eyes suddenly, gasped for breath, and sweated profusely.

After a long while, the feeling of nausea and weakness in my heart gradually subsided.

There was darkness in front of him, only the moonlight was bright, and it seemed to be a layer of flowing silver sand reflected on the ground through the window.

"Am I alive?"

He reached out and accidentally touched something beside him, a soft, fluffy little guy.

The little guy babbled and rubbed his hand.

Ning Junxi was not very repulsed, but felt awkward and touched it back.

There was no sound all around, and it was pitch black all around, and the boy looked around, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality.

He crossed his legs, sat up straight in the darkness, his heart turned to the sky, and breathed deeply.

A warm stream ran through his lower abdomen, warming his cold limbs.

He suddenly shook his whole body, opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his hand.

The wrist was as white as jade, and the blood line was gone.

He was stunned.

He was spiritual, but he didn't die.

There was a mess in his head, and some fragmentary images flashed, the birth, the sword, the feeling of déjà vu......

He suddenly felt a pain in his head, as if it was about to explode.

He clutched his head and fell to the bed.

Yes, he has a spirit, but what about after the spirit?

What happened, was the birth of the land ruined, why was he still alive, how did he come out of that hellish place?

Why doesn't he even remember?

A pair of warm but rough hands suddenly pressed against Ning Junxi's forehead.

"Meditate, concentrate, don't think, don't think. ”

Indifferent words followed.

Ning Jun let go of his thoughts and gradually relaxed.

Suddenly, an almost irrepressible nausea and weakness flooded over, Ning Junxi couldn't help but retch, and then coughed violently, as if his entire lungs were about to cough out.

The owner of the big hand stood aside and watched quietly.

After another long time, Ning Junxi lay back on the bed, his face was pale and he was in a cold sweat.

He closed his eyes for a moment and shouted, "Old man?"

The people around him didn't say anything.

Ning Junxi wrinkled his nose, opened his eyes, turned his head to look, and then froze for a moment.

The person around him is indeed not an old man, he is much younger than the old man, he looks like he is only half a hundred years old, but his hair is gray.

"Who are the seniors?" Ning Jun asked tentatively.

He knew that this was nothingness, but apart from the old man, how could there be a person around him.

"Elder Li asked his subordinates to guard the young master. The man said lightly.

Ning Junxi was stunned again.

What the hell? Elder Li, his subordinates, and the young master?

He rolled over and got out of bed, he couldn't help but feel dizzy in front of him, quickly squatted down and slowed down, slowly stood up again, didn't even wear shoes, pushed the door and ran out.

The man followed him in a shadow, and closed the door with his hand.

The little beast slowed down, slammed the door, and slowly slid down.

At this time, it was already late at night, the cold moon was bright, and the faint stars seemed to be extremely far away.

Ning Junxi frowned suddenly.

He has lived here for more than ten years, and he has a very mysterious connection with this void cave, so he can see some clues at a glance.

He reached out and touched it in the night.

Ripples rippled all around, spreading out in all directions.

Ning Junxi's brows furrowed tighter, and he suddenly shouted, "Autumn!"

The flowers are nearly withered, and the green leaves are dyed yellow.

In an instant, summer went to autumn.

"How can this be......" Ning Junxi's brows almost tangled into pimples.

The scenery has changed, but it's too fake.

He remembered that the old man had said that the Void Cave was a painting.

He'd seen the painting, a roll of paper to be exact, because there was nothing on it.

The old man said that if he hadn't been associated with the painting, the old man would not have saved him.

The old man said that the void cave is both virtual and real, as long as he wants to, this painting is a landscape.

But now, is it going to be a painting?

Ning Jun sat on the ground and curled himself up.

It must have been that he didn't destroy the place where he gave birth, and the place where the birth was born, and even the void cave was affected, so he survived and was brought back by the old man.

He's really useless, he's a medicine basket, he's been dragging down the old man, and now he can't even destroy a dead thing.

Ning Jun was so sad that he wanted to cry, but he didn't cry since he was a child, he could only laugh.

So he was even more upset.

"Cold, go back to the house and sleep, what are you doing at night, like a little beast that has been lost, the old man has not abused you. A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Ning Jun looked back in amazement, "Old man, ......"

The old man walked into the house with a sieve of herbs, "What's the matter, I've slept for two months, and I'm stupid?"

Ning Junxi blinked violently, what is this?

"Also, change the solar terms back, you are so changing back and forth, be careful that the guys who grow vegetables will come to you tomorrow. The old man paused slightly and added.

Ning Junxi finally reacted, jumped up all of a sudden, and asked, "Old man, what's going on?"

"The nine stars are aligned, and the void cave sky has been affected a little. The old man waved his hand indifferently and nodded to the sky, "In two days, when the astrological trajectory is back on track, it will be fine." ”

Ning Junxi looked up, near the northern crape myrtle star, it happened that nine stars were connected in a line, blinking, is there anything else to say?

"How did I get back?" Ning Jun asked tentatively.

"This, the old man also wants to ask you," the old man blew his beard and glared, "The old man went to the back mountain to take a bath that day, and saw a white thing floating down, so he went to take a look, who knows that it is you kid, you said that you just picked a medicine, how did you float back from the water, the key is to sleep for two months, it seems that you will not worry about picking medicine in the future." ”

Ning Jun was speechless, "Really?"

"What are you lying about, old man is idle. The old man ignored him and went straight into the house.

"Blah blah. Ning Junxi hurriedly stopped, "You say, the stream?

"Where do you want to be?" the old man looked at him strangely.

Ning Junxi was a little embarrassed, "What about Xiao Xiaoyue?"

"It calls at the door every day, and the old man is too lazy to take care of it, so if he has something to do with it? The old man said casually.

"Oh. Ning Junxi was a little out of temper, and thought of the Falling Sun Grass again, "By the way, old man, I'm up." ”

The old man's face darkened suddenly, and a chestnut smashed down, "Who made you feel good? Do you know how many good things the old man spent to get you back?" The old man is highly skilled, or are you skilled? Make your own opinions, do things wrong, and you will not be allowed to leave the cave for three years. ”

Ning Junxi suddenly shrugged his head, lost his temper at all, and asked pitifully, "Is that solved?"

"I don't know, the old man will observe and observe. The old man said with a dark face, "If you have a spirit, you will cultivate hard, and when you reach the Jade Pu Realm, you will definitely be solved." ”

Ning Junxi was even more slumped.

Spirituality is a kind of mercy from heaven to mortals, a person only has one chance in his life, and no one will ever be an exception, so Ning Junxi If he didn't solve the falling sun grass this time, even if he went to the peak of the middle and third grades, it would be impossible to be silent.

As for the Yupu Realm, there are no more than 100 people in this world, Ning Junxi never felt that he was very talented, so he never thought about it.

"By the way, the white line on your wrist, you pay attention, if there is something wrong, say it quickly. The old man instructed.

"White line?" Ning Jun was stunned, raised his arm to look, blinked, and took a closer look, his face darkened.

The blood line has turned into a snow line, he didn't see it just now, and this look knows that it's not a good thing, God plays with him, right?

The old man's face softened slightly, and he said, "Xiao Qi, don't drive him, the old man let him guard." It's a great grandmaster, don't bully others. ”

The corners of Ning Junxi's mouth twitched, Great Grandmaster, he dared to bully?

"Then you are Mr. Li?" he rubbed his face and decided to get to the bottom of it.

"What's the old man's surname?" the old man's face sank again, "Go back and sleep!"

"But......" Ning Jun regretted not wanting to give up.

"If you are not sleepy, go to refine the body, the old man is just empty. "The old man threatened.

"Forget it, I'll go to bed. Ning Junxi immediately wilted, turned around and left.

The young master is the young master, just a title, so he will not be guilty.

"Solar terms. The old man reminded.

"Oh. Ning Jun replied with a wilt, and raised his voice slightly, "Go back!"

Everything is revived and full of life.

In the corner, the old man nodded at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly and followed the young man back to the room.

The moonlight is like a veil, pouring down on the shore of Zhulou Lake like flowing water.

Beautiful as poetry, quiet as picturesque,