The man in white stood on the hill.

In the middle of the night, is it lonely and sleepless? Or do you have leisure time to watch this scene.

The thin clouds reflected a bright moon, and there was moonlight.

The breeze blew on the placket of his clothes, and the green silk dance became a light trumpet.

The man in white turned slowly, his face facing up. The eyebrows are like distant mountains, ethereal and narrow, and there is light in the eyes.

The light in these eyes may be a steal of the half of the moonlight in the world, or it may come from an infinite reverie for the future.

The man in white has been standing there, his figure has not moved, let the breeze beat, but his gaze has been falling on the sky.

He was walking his way back, but after staying here for a few days, the more he felt that this was the legendary paradise. If you can live here forever, then it is great.

Here, there are mountains, rivers, and scenery. There are no natural disasters. The only one was pacified by the man in white a few days ago.

Naturally, then, it has become a desirable place to live.

Yesterday, it rained and it was very wet. The mountain trail was still covered with fallen leaves, and a little water stained made the mountain brighter than usual, no longer completely blending into the night.

At this time, there are footsteps stepping on the wet fallen leaves and diving into the mountainside. The sound of footsteps is not a human voice. Rather, it is stamped on all fours.

This is a white shadow, like a mountain ghost, quietly coming to the mountain under the cover of the wind.

There was a loud sound, followed by another shock. The white shadow slid across the slippery fallen leaves, and then a wild beast's cry of pain rang out.

When the man in white heard this movement and saw the sudden white shadow, he did not feel stunned and panicked, but chuckled.

"Dabai, Dabai, you are getting fatter and fatter, if you are like this again. If it is put in my hometown, it will be the most beautiful tiger in the world. ”

With another whin, the white shadow stood up, shook his head and walked to the man in white with white eyes.

This is a big white tiger, and it looks extremely fierce. It's just that the man in white didn't feel scared, but reached out and patted its head, then jumped up, stood on the white tiger's body, and then slowly squatted down, gradually opening his legs.

"Dabai, why don't you sleep at night when you dead tiger, could it be that I saw that tigress a few days ago, with spring on her body, lonely and angry, and can't sleep?"

The big white tiger under him rolled his eyes again and whined again.

There is an overlord in the mountain, and this whining sound is naturally terrifying that there are many birds and birds on the mountain.

And so, the breeze brought its sound again.

After all, there is a difference between humans and beasts, how can the white tiger's cry and the man in white understand it?

Beasts have spirituality, and sometimes they can understand human words, but this is just the ability to distinguish between sound waves, whether they are happy or happy, sad or angry.

The man in white just smiled and reached out again to pat the white tiger's head.

He didn't know why the white tiger didn't sleep tonight, but he knew why he didn't sleep.

Yesterday's dream seems to be right in front of you.

Yesterday, tonight, it's all the same.

It was a sea of blood, and it was heaven and earth. It's a terrifying scene.

It was hundreds of thousands of incomparably powerful beings fighting, and the aura that each spread made him tremble.

In every raised hand, there is the collapse of heaven and earth, and the death of millions of living beings.

He didn't know why he was dreaming like that. Why every time I dream about it, my heart hurts.

The man in white was full of troubles, and probably only the fragrant fragrance of the leaves and earth after the rain could clear away some of the troubles.

It's just that this annoyance is only partially dissipated after all.

Back then, he once saw the earth-shattering battle of the powerful man in a certain monument, which was the emperor of the world, the most powerful person in the world, and the battle of killing immortals.

But although the battle was terrifying, it was still very different from the dream realm. In the dream realm, every great power is countless stronger than that human emperor.

In this world, there are really such terrifying people, and there are so many of them, there are hundreds of thousands of people, and every one of them can make the Qingzhou Continent collapse. There is even a legend of the collapse of the Heaven and Earth Sage Daluo Domain.

The man in white shook his head, with a faint pain. What kept him awake wasn't exactly the nightmare of the two nights.

Rather, there is a voice that comes to mind from time to time.

Only when you fall asleep late at night, or when you are in a timer.

That's two words.

"Go back ......."

"Go back ......."

At this moment, the man in white did not fall asleep, and these two words did not appear in his mind. It's just that he still inadvertently sounded these two words.

The man in white naturally wanted to go back. Here, even though the environment is good, it is a place where cultivation stops.

For him today, Shouyuan is only a few hundred years. At most, you can only see the century-old flowers. Ever since I saw the shocking battle in that ancient realm, my ambition has become bigger and bigger.

He didn't want to stop at the foundation building realm, he wanted to condense into a golden pill, and then Yuan Ying. Then he became a god of power that was only recorded in the legends of the Qingzhou Continent, and then became a half-saint in the world in the Great Luo Domain, and then became a saint in the world.

His ambition is to surpass Emperor Cang in that scene and become a powerful existence like Emperor Luo Yun.

It's just that when I think of the dream within the dream, I am even more confused.

When a person is not yet strong, and is far from being qualified to touch a certain level, the door is suddenly opened, like an ant, since he sees an incomparably huge giant with a height to the sky.

Seeing things that shouldn't be seen can completely collapse a cultivator's Dao heart.

He didn't know, but he wanted to know.

The man in white sat on the big white tiger and kept thinking. In the blink of an eye, there was a ray of dawn.

At dawn, the light just fell on the man in white.

At dawn, the man in white was still thinking.

After thinking about it too much, I was relieved. Why think about it, step by step, down-to-earth, and one day you will be able to reach that state. When you raise your hands and feet, the heavens and the earth will collapse and the galaxy will be destroyed.

"Maybe the dream in the dream is the second step that Xueyu's predecessors said. The man in white shook his head.

At this time, there were footsteps at the bottom of the mountain.

The man in white was also stunned when he heard the approaching footsteps. It's still early, and there are still people who wake up so early.

It's just that the man in white soon knew who it was.

No one will dare to come near him but that man, where he lives.

For a moment, what the man in white saw was a beautiful morning glow.

This is a woman, her eyes are as bright as autumn water, and she is gentle and graceful.

She smiled and said, "Sir, I'm here to ask yesterday's question." ”

The man in white shook his head with a smile and said with a smile: "What I answered, what does the life and death of people in the world have to do with me?"