In the dark underground caverns, the air flow is silent.

Yue Yuran patted his clothes, flew to the edge, looked at this strange thing carefully, and swept away his eyes and senses.

......

This circle of wall-like black sand stretches for thirty or forty miles, like a flowing black sand river, in which the sand and gravel exude a different kind of black light, and there is also a spiritual aura, as if some kind of earth-walking spiritual thing.

It seems that there are traces of threads, wisps of combination, as if as long as you find an anomaly as before.

But is it really that simple?

Yue Yueran stepped on the clouds, walked around this black sand area, little by little, and looked for it.

No!

No!

More than an hour later, Yue Yueran carefully searched for it, but did not find anything abnormal, but a heart of earth cultivation, throbbing inexplicably.

"I understand that to crack this weirdness, most of the time you need to understand the subtleties of a certain earthy vitality. ”

Yue Yue muttered to himself, and his heart understood.

In this case, without delay, I found the edge of a black zone at random, sat down cross-legged, and felt it with my heart, and soon it was like a statue, motionless.

One day, two days.

Time flies.

Yue Yuran was still like a statue, motionless, only a pair of brows, gradually locked, no matter what he thought, for a while, he just couldn't understand it.

Lu Xiyi's "If no one comes to save you, old age and death will fall, sooner or later" is probably not a joke.

And if it is so simple to understand it, I am afraid that the Pure Land outside the world is not a Pure Land.

.......

Yue Yuran was trapped in the underground world in Wuthering Mountains, but this world would not stop because of him, and time was still moving forward.

Decade.

Twenty years.

Hurry past.

......

In the southwest direction, the junction of the Tianhai Sea and the Great Bamboo Domain, there is a spirit mountain, named Tianqiong, with a radius of thousands of miles, the main peak is as high as 10,000 zhang, towering into the clouds, faintly and vaguely, the spirit is mysterious and transcendent.

Tianqiong Mountain is the retreat place of the most prestigious legendary scattered cultivators in the Tianhai Sea, and ordinary monks are afraid of it and dare not approach.

But on this day, a cloud flew from the sky, and fell straight down at the beginning of the formation mist on the mountainside, and at the beginning, there was a stone tablet, engraved with idlers do not disturb, trespassers died, eight big characters.

The monk on the clouds, as if he had not seen it, rushed straight away.

Could it be that he is a top guest?

Boom –

A moment later, the cloud slammed heavily on the ground, without the agility and lightness of a monk, and a figure was crawling like a roll, and it took a while to stop.

"Whew-"

A heavy gasp sounded, it was a tall old man!

But his figure is very thin, with messy yellow and white hair, and his face is full of wrinkles, like air-dried orange peels, and he is so old that he is about to die.

This old man has no injuries on his body, but his breath is already very weak, and I am afraid that it is really time to run out of oil and run out of lamps.

After stopping the figure, a pair of cloudy eyes looked at the misty mountain gate with great complexity, standing for a long time, without sound or movement.

......

After a long time, the complicated color in this person's eyes turned into anger and hatred, and he used his mana, picked up his fist, and blasted out towards the front.

Rumble!

There was a bang, and the earth shook!

Boom –

After one punch, more punches were blasted.

"Come out, you come out, you get out of here and see me!"

The roar also rises!

This old man has clearly reached the end of his life, but at this moment, he is getting harder and harder with one punch, and the consumption of mana is naturally more and more, faster and faster.

And no one came out.

Bang!

In the end, the man collapsed to the ground, as if he couldn't get up again, looking up at the sky, muddy tears, and couldn't stop flowing from the corners of his eyes.

"Whew-whew-"

The sound of wheezing became more urgent.

If you fall this way, I am afraid that you will not be able to get up again.

In the eyes of the old man, the color of complexity rose again, as if recalling a lifetime experience, flickering and darkening, but the tears were even more turbulent.

The dignified monk, crying into tears, is really moving.

......

Whew-

I don't know how long later, a gust of mountain wind blew.

The old man saw a flower in front of him, and a few feet in front of him, there was already an additional figure.

The tall body of nearly nine feet tall, wearing a plain coarse linen robe, with his hands on his back, like a javelin, stood there, exuding the powerful strength of the mountains and the sea!

The person who came was a middle-aged man, with a square face, as if God had carved it out most carefully, with sharp edges and corners, heroic and handsome, slightly dark complexion, a high nose bridge, deep eye sockets, and long hair tied into a bunch, falling behind his head!

The two eyes, as if reflecting the stars in the night ocean, are both vast and deep, and shimmer with a moving luster, which is radiant, deep and smart!

The two thick black beards on the lips add to the majesty and the stability of a mature man. Her lips were pursed, revealing indescribable determination.

After this person arrived, he looked directly at the old man lying on the ground, and his eyes were a little complicated.

The two looked at each other, and time seemed to freeze.

"Hai Lingyun, you are so bold, you dare to come and smash my mountain gate again and again, do you really think - I won't kill you?"

After a moment, the middle-aged man spoke first.

Leng Ba!

Fierce!

And that old man, it turned out to be Hai Lingyun?

......

"Hahaha-"

Hai Lingyun laughed loudly.

"I've been forced to such an end by you, what's the difference between you and you killing me with one punch?

Between the words, tears flowed sideways.

It turned out that the middle-aged man was the best guest.

When the supreme guest heard this, he stared deeply at Hai Lingyun, and his eyes swelled with disappointment like hatred of iron and steel.

"In vain, the old man has great expectations for you, but you are arrogant and do not want to forge ahead, and in the end, you have not fulfilled the old man's expectations for you, and you still have to push it on the head of others, is this your arrogance?"

The old guy scolded angrily and showed no mercy.

Hai Lingyun was speechless when he heard this.

At the same time as the tears broke down, he shook his head again.

"You ruined me, you ruined my life, and ruined my future in my monasticism—"

Hai Lingyun shook his head while crying.

"Put away your pitiful look, the old man has given you enough time, in order to cultivate you, I have even stayed in the Tianhai Sea, and I have not gone to the wider cultivation world in the distance, but you have pinned your hopes on others, counting on others to help you every day!"

The look of the absolute majesty is even colder.

......

"I did put my hope ...... Put your trust on someone else. But what about you...... You've been wrong from the start! You've made a big mistake...... I will never be able to live up to your expectations of me...... Ahem......"

Hai Lingyun roared.

At the end of the conversation, he coughed again and again, and his breath became weaker.

The top guest was slightly stunned when he listened.