Behind Hao Yuanzi, there stood a handsome young man. Dressed in gold armor and holding a halberd, it remained motionless, as if the god of war was looking down. His eyes were deep and his breath was restrained, but anyone who looked at it could know that this was an incredible powerhouse. This person is Yang Ao, who followed Hao Yuanzi to Liyuan Sect back then. Since he was defeated in the hands of Luo Yuan, he has devoted himself to cultivation and is no longer as sharp as in the past.

If he could be said to be a sharp sword out of the sheath back then, and the cold light sword qi shocked the Quartet, then now he is a peerless divine soldier who has been honed for ten years and hides in the scabbard. Whether it is his cultivation, his physical body, or his mind, he has been greatly sharpened.

He didn't listen to what Hao Yuanzi preached, because he knew that it was not his own path. He, like Hao Yuanzi, was waiting for the arrival of a person, the strong man who was praised as a peerless genius in his heart.

Luo Yuan casually saved a group of mortals, but he didn't rush to Wu Yuanzong. He walked on the boundless sea, the blue sea was endless, and what he wanted to do was to listen to the voice that shook his heart and made him cry. He wanted to know what he had heard at the beginning, what kind of secrets this endless sea had, and why a force so powerful that it suffocated him suddenly appeared, but only erased a small part of his memory.

"When I was on Reef Island, Xiaoya once asked me if I had a crush, which is strange. Just because of inexplicable tears, could it be that there is really something to say about the past and present lives. Luo Yuan looked at the boundless sea under his feet, and took a cloud of sea water to take a closer look, but he didn't find any difference.

"But why, all I heard was a lament. Luo Yuan frowned, there were too many mysteries around him, but he didn't have the ability to see clearly. He sat slowly cross-legged, and a gray figure stepped out of his body, standing aside, protecting the Dharma for him.

"The old man I met at the beginning once said that I had feelings in my heart, but I couldn't see through his cultivation, and even now when I think about it, it's still difficult to see the clues. Luo Yuan took out the painting that the old man made for him back then, and he still remembered what the old man said, "When you are sad, you are sadder, and when you are bright, you are more clear." Luo Yuan looked closely, this painting is not big, but it has an inexplicable charm, as if it can contain this piece of heaven and earth. It's like the endless sea in this painting is the real endless sea, and Luo Yuan himself is the person in the painting. The only difference is the scorching sun in the sky and the incarnation beside him.

"Alas, a ...... World. A woman's voice suddenly sounded in Luo Yuan's mind, still resentful, sad, and heartfelt, shaking Luo Yuan's heart. But all Luo Yuan could hear was a lamentation and a short continuation.

Luo Yuan put away the painting in his hand and forcibly suppressed the sadness in his heart, but the sadness came like a tide. Luo Yuan is like a dead leaf in the vast ocean in this sorrow, and he can't resist it at all. As if he was sad, he was the real himself, the sadness did not go away for a long time, and even the distracted body of the last stream on the side began to become blurred, and then returned to Luo Yuan's sea of knowledge, which was unbearable.

A few hours later, Luo Yuan left, his face still stained with tears, and there seemed to be an extra shadow in his mind. But the shadow, before he could see it clearly, quickly dissipated.

"Boy, what's wrong with you?" The bamboo tube on Luo Yuan's waist flickered, and the voice of the old man Wanzhu came from it.

"How much do you know about the weirdness of the boundless sea, and why do you say that it is a sentient person who weeps. Also, it is said that the rest of the people can't hear the words at all, and why, I can hear it!" Luo Yuan was uneasy, he hoped that the well-informed old man Wan Zhu could give him an answer, even if the answer was wrong.

After a long time, the old man Wanzhu fell into silence: "The old man doesn't know about this matter, and the boundless sea has existed since ancient times. There are too many secrets in it, not that the old man can inquire clearly, and he can hear what people say, as far as the old man knows, it is unprecedented. By the way, boy, what did you hear. ”

Luo Yuan let out a sigh and suppressed the uneasiness in his heart: "One realm." ”

"What realm? or a catastrophe?" said the old man Wan Zhu in surprise, although he didn't know what it said, but these two words were placed among the monks, and none of them were simple.

Luo Yuan shook his head and didn't mention it anymore, he believed that there must be more words, but his cultivation was still too low and too low to break through the power that interfered with him in the dark.

A few days later

"Yang Ao greets Shaozun" The golden-armored young man faced Luo Yuan and opened his fists, in which the respect was sincere, and at the same time, there was an unyielding battle intent in his eyes.

"Yang Daoyou doesn't have to be polite, take Chen in, after ten years, I guess Hao Yuanzi Daoyou can't wait. Luo Yuan casually said politely, and went straight to the point, he has always been straightforward and doesn't like to say much.

"Okay, Daoist friends come with Yang. Yang Ao is not a person who talks much, so he stepped down and the earth collapsed, and a deep pit comparable to the size of Hu Bo appeared. And Yang Ao, all with the strength of this kick's body, rose to the sky and headed towards where Hao Yuanzi was.

Luo Yuan smiled softly, secretly feeling interesting, he was not hostile to Yang Ao. On the contrary, he had a slight affection for this genius, shook his head, and in a flash, his figure crossed more than ten miles and appeared beside Yang Ao.

"This, have you learned the art of teleportation?" Yang Ao's pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked in surprise. If Luo Yuan really practiced the technique of teleportation and incarnation in the realm of the middle stage of Jindan, then it was equivalent to Luo Yuan being an existence that turned into a god. All that is needed is the precipitation of time.

Luo Yuan shook his head: "I have tried to enlighten, but I have gained very little, maybe it is because of insufficient cultivation, there is always a barrier that cannot be broken through." It is still far from the teleportation technique that can only be performed by Yuanying Monks. ”

Both of them are people who have cultivated to a high level, but after a while, they have crossed the distance of dozens of miles and come to the place where Hao Yuanzi lives.

Hao Yuanzi sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and when he exhaled and inhaled, two white gases that turned into dragon shapes surged between his mouth and nose. Luo Yuan raised his eyebrows, perceiving with his divine sense, but he felt that the other party was unfathomable, as difficult to detect as an abyss. In Luo Yuan's feelings, Hao Yuanzi was a few points stronger than the Venerable Master Yuanli, who was also a new Yuanying.

"I haven't seen it for more than ten years, and I never thought that the cultivation of Hao Yuanzi Daoyou has improved, which is gratifying. Luo Yuan said nonchalantly.

"Chen Daoyou's walk is ten years, although ten years is fast, but it is enough for some earth-shattering events to happen. For example, the Guangyang Ancient School. Hao Yuanzi's eyes opened and closed, and a fine light shot out violently, a pair of eyes containing vicissitudes and wisdom, staring at Luo Yuan, as if he wanted to see Luo Yuan through.

Luo Yuan's face was expressionless, but he didn't answer: "I brought the main medicine needed for the baptism of the flesh, ink iron liquid, heptyl gold, heavenly beast blood, withered vines, cold mountain citrus, and some ingredients. ”

Hao Yuanzi stroked his beard, heard Luo Yuan's words, and then said lightly: "Daoist friends can hold the ancestral order, take the Lingding in Dongzhi Mountain, and then go to the belly of Tan'e Mountain to wash the heart." With Na Ling Ding as a container, refining the treasures of heaven and earth, and then Daoyou put themselves in it, absorbing the medicinal power and the power of heaven and earth, so that they must be able to enter the silver rune realm. Once you enter the Silver Rune Realm, you can fight with the Yuanying Monk. Hao Yuanzi said carefully, and then took out a jade slip, imprinted all the big and small matters on it, and threw it to Luo Yuan.

After Luo Yuan took the jade slip, he nodded and turned to leave.

Within a short time, everything was ready, Luo Yuan found a big mountain at random, and opened the cave with one palm. Then laid out the Dao Dao array, so as not to let anyone come to disturb it, so that one was careless and fell short.

"This matter ......"

"King Han, that old guy nodded"

"There may be fraud in it, it's not a sure thing, they don't have much life, it's not too late to go after a hundred years. ”

"King Liu's words are reasonable, they didn't have much longevity back then, and they can only delay it by relying on a little thing to prolong their life. Maybe in another hundred years, without our help, they will disappear on their own and turn into a handful of loess. ”

The hall of ten thousand people towers into the sky, and there are three old men with deep breath and difficult to see respectful faces. Between their breaths and breaths, the heavens and the earth are undergoing great changes, and under their thrones, there are countless creatures kneeling and chanting, eager for the protection of the three of them.

One of them raised his fingertips lightly, and among the people who knelt down below, one of them exploded, and Jin Dan rushed out of his body and landed on the fingertips of the old man. His fingertips seem to be circulating the years, sealing time and space, as long as his mind moves, he can bury the powerhouses here.