It was late autumn, the breeze was undulating, the crimson was like fire, and the surface of the lake seemed to be burning.

It was probably cold, and the disciples in the outer gate area of the Luoyun Sect were all in retreat in the room, or they were taking the sect's tasks outside, and there was no noise here.

Chu Cheng stayed in the outer gate area for three years, and it was the shortest three years. He spent three years in the Valley of Hundred Grasses, but he only lived in the outer gate for a few months.

But for some reason, he has a greater attachment to District B. Perhaps, that was the first time to cultivate immortals and yearn for immortals.

For the first time in life, it was full of longing and anticipation. There is no end to the sea of learning, there is no end to the road, Chu Cheng has only just set sail...... Where can he go in the future?

The breeze blew, whirring his robe, and the crimson maple leaves fell, like gorgeous butterflies fluttering around him.

The maple leaf swirled around him, and eventually drifted down to the surface of the lake with the wind, causing a ripple.

Chu Cheng looked at the man in purple, the man who was sitting and fishing.

The man carried a jug of wine and a jug beside him, but he never drank it himself. It seems that the man is waiting for his confidant to drink with him.

The man in purple noticed his gaze, raised his head slightly, and smiled in this direction. Raised the flask and took a sip.

Chu Cheng chuckled, he didn't understand that this person was signaling to drink with him.

He walked over, a clear light flashing under his feet, and walked on foot in the lake.

Step by step, the ripples rippled forward, and after a while, Chu Cheng came to the purple-clothed man and sat down cross-legged.

"Good wine!" The man in purple put down the wine jug, sighed in admiration, picked up another jar of wine casually, and handed it to Chu Cheng.

The fragrance is thick and faint, and the wine in the lake is pure and thorough like a mirror, Chu Cheng looked at this jar of wine, and was a little bitter.

Once upon a time, he also drank alcohol. On that day, he was allergic to alcohol and went to the emergency room, where he was accompanied by his family.

But now, alone in a foreign land, there is no such life in the homeland. In this life, I'm afraid I won't be able to go back.

"Brother Chu?" Seeing that he didn't take the wine, the man in purple spoke again.

Chu Cheng came back to his senses, shook his head and said, "My physique can't drink alcohol." ”

The man in purple sighed and said, "It's a pity, these two jars of wine are all hundred-year-old elixirs. Are you really sure you don't want to drink it?"

Chu Cheng thought about it, and suddenly thought that this body in this world was no longer the body of the past. Perhaps, it will be fine.

He smiled, picked up the flask and took a sip, which was long in the mouth, mellow in the mouth, and long in the aftertaste.

The past is like wine, everyone is brewing, endless taste, the longer it is, the more fragrant it is, and the less and less it is......

Chu Cheng has only been alive for four years, so how can there be any past? His past has all disappeared with that night.

In this world, he is Chu Cheng, not Chu Cheng, he is himself, not himself.......

Only by being alive can we prove that we are truly existent.

This wine is very strong, very fragrant, and very strong, and when Chu Cheng took three sips, he became drunk.

He opened his eyes dimly and said softly, "Senior Brother Chen, why are you here?"

The man in purple is now the second person after Chu Cheng to be as famous as the sky in the Falling Cloud Sect.

He was Chen Yin, the brightest rising star in the inner gate of the Falling Cloud Sect ten years ago. It is still the case now, although it was overshadowed by Chu Cheng, it is still a well-deserved Tianjiao.

Chu Cheng could feel the powerful aura on his body, which already showed that Chen Yin had re-stepped into the eleventh layer of Qi Gathering, and it was even stronger than ten years ago.

"Brother Chu, don't you know that I was also born in District B back then?" Chen Yin continued to take a sip and continued: "I went to your cave to look for you, and I learned that you were out of the sect, so I came here to wait. ”

Chu Cheng smiled dumbly and asked, "Are you so sure that I will come here?"

Chen Yin thought about it and said very honestly: "Because you are a road idiot, you will definitely come here." ”

These words made Chu Cheng speechless and didn't know how to refute. He's a road idiot, but he's not so idiotic that he can't tell the difference. It's just that teleporting to the outer door has become a habit. So much so that he always forgot that he had become an outer disciple.

Chu Cheng thought about it, with a hint of melancholy and some sadness. He said softly: "I have been an outer disciple for three years, and I have not been in District B for a long time. But I still met a friend, and thanks to him, I have the strength I have now. ”

Chen Yin took a sip of wine and asked, "Friend, that must be a Tianjiao, who is he? Now that he is at the inner gate, why don't you ask him to come and have a drink with him." ”

Chu Cheng sighed, poured wine in front of him, and the aroma of wine seeped into the land, and the smell of earth mixed with the aroma of wine, which became even stronger.

"He's not strong, he was only three layers of qi gathering at the beginning, if he was alive, he should be in the inner gate now. Chu Cheng retracted the wine jar, raised his head and took a big sip.

This bite is to pay tribute to the person at the beginning, the person who comes here to dig ice and fish every late winter.

At the beginning, Ma Yuncai would come here every winter. Four years ago, he would take the grilled fish and visit his fellow neighbors. Chu Cheng once ate one.

Chen Yin's face changed, put down the wine jug, and said apologetically: "Brother Chu, I'm sorry......"

Chu Cheng shook his head and shook his hand: "Life and death are determined by heaven, and what can't be avoided can't be avoided after all." ”

There are very few people who can escape the invisible catastrophe, although there are still people who find that glimmer of life in the life of nine deaths, but they are all in the midst of great luck.

Chu Cheng thought of something, raised his head and said, "Congratulations to Senior Brother Chen! ”

Chen Yin shook his head, looked at Chu Cheng, and said helplessly: "Even if I return to the eleventh layer of Qi Gathering, I am not your opponent." ”

The twelfth layer of Qi Gathering is only one layer different from the eleventh layer, but the strength is still too different.

There will be three or four eleventh-level disciples of each generation of Luoyun Sect, but there is not one of the twelfth-level disciples of Qi-gathering in a thousand years. From here, you can see the difference between the 12th and 11th layers of Qi Gathering.

Chu Cheng drank the last sip of wine and sighed: "Sin blood and chaotic land are actually ....."

At this moment, a thunderbolt rang out from the sky and streaked across the sky.

The sky was clear and clear, and there was not a trace of rain, so there would be no thunder falling, but this thunder just fell.

Chu Cheng was stunned, as if there was something stopping his words, and he swallowed his words into his stomach.

Cold sweat was dripping behind his back, and just now he felt a sense of danger, which was a power that could make him lose his soul in an instant.

"Could it be the secret of the curse, which can't be said?" Chu Cheng pondered for a moment, and suddenly understood.

When he didn't have the thought of saying this, the thunderous sound stopped coming.

Chen Yin looked up at the blue sky, smiled dumbly, and said, "Even God can't see you being so perverted and against the sky!"

Chu Cheng didn't reply, he still felt that if he didn't say that, after all, life and death were at stake, and it was very likely that he would be blocked by the power in the underworld, or even die.

"Is it the ancient court?" Chu Cheng looked up at the sky, and there was a clear place. But I always feel a little depressed, like there is a big net that binds the world and the world.

Chu Cheng put down the wine jar and looked at Chen Yin. He said very seriously: "Perhaps, you can try the twelve layers of Qi Gathering." ”

The twelve layers of gathering qi can cast the real foundation, and perhaps in the future, it will step into the real foundation by chance.

Even if it's not, it's much stronger than ordinary foundation building! This is also the disciple of the Demon Valley who entered the world, and once he entered the foundation. The reason why you can jump over the ranks and slash the enemy.

If Chen Yin only builds a foundation with eleven layers in the future, it must be a fake foundation.

Chu Cheng regarded him as a friend, so he naturally wanted to give a piece of advice, as for whether to listen to it or not, it could only depend on his own choice.

Chen Yin smiled and looked at the neat lake, the lake was fiery red, the residual red was like blood, and the person was clearly reflected in the sea of blood.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world. This is Chu Cheng, Chu Cheng in the eyes of others.

Chen Yin sighed softly, a little helpless, a little melancholy, and a little yearning.

He looked at Chu Cheng and said, "I was originally promoted to the twelfth layer and failed, and now I have been given another chance to do it again, how can I give up?"

Gathering qi to build a foundation in twelve layers, there is a glimmer of hope to become a primordial infant in the future, even if Chen Yin falls into the realm again, he will try to break through again. If you don't succeed, you will become benevolent, and you don't want to live a life.

"I wish you success!" Chu Cheng looked at Chen Yin's eyes and said very sincerely.

"However, what is Senior Brother Chen looking for me?" Chu Cheng picked up the wine jar, took a sip, and found that it was already empty.

"Actually, it's nothing, there is always a feeling these days that after you return to the sect this time, you are going to leave. ”

It's a feeling, a feeling in the monks. Sometimes it's often true.

The lake became incredibly quiet, even deadly. Only the sound of falling maple leaves can be heard.

After a long time, Chu Cheng smiled and said, "Leave?" Senior Brother Chen thought about it a lot. ”

He was leaving, but it was also after becoming the Jindan realm, and the place outside Qingzhou was the real land of immortals. There, maybe the Jindan realm is nothing, and there will even be Yuan Infants, or even Avatar Monks.

If he leaves immediately, with his Qi Gathering Realm, he will go to the Tianwai Mountain Range, it will definitely be a thrilling journey.

The Heavenly Crying Mountain Range, even the power of Jindan does not dare to go deep. It is rumored that there are many sixth-order demon beasts there, and there are even seventh-order demon beasts that have survived from ancient times, which are comparable to the great demon beasts of the gods!

Chu Cheng is now going to the Heavenly Crying Mountain Range, which is the rhythm of looking for death. In his thoughts, after a few decades, he will embark on the road of Jindan, and when his relatives in this life leave, he will go with Liu Qian.

"Maybe I'm thinking too much. Chen Yin shook his head and said, "After today's farewell, I will be in retreat to impact the twelfth layer of Qi Gathering. What about Brother Chu, what are your plans?"

Chu Cheng thought for a while and said, "After my master refines a furnace of pills for me, I will have to retreat and impact the foundation building period." ”

Chen Yin raised his eyebrows and asked suspiciously: "But Zhuji Dan?"