The sky above the sea of clouds rumbled, from north to south, as if thunder exploded.

A meteor fell.

A terrifying explosion broke out on the cliff wall of a barren mountain at the southern end of the Eastern Holy Continent, and countless debris and soil chips flew in a chaotic manner.

At the foot of the barren mountain sits a small and unremarkable village, with little cooking smoke, in groups of three or five, living in seclusion.

As a boulder fell down from the mountain, smashing the village gate of the small village, the sturdy men hunting on the mountain, the middle-aged women chatting about family life in the house, and groups of young children gathered at the entrance of the village.

Within a moment, two very different voices were heard from the crowd.

One is that the young people advocate taking the initiative to go up the mountain to find out.

The other is the attitude of the older generation to remain deaf and indifferent.

"There is such a big crater in the mountain, if you don't look closely, the whole village will be flooded by the rockslide after a few days of heavy rain. ”

"Confused, this kind of battle may be a battle between foreign beasts in the deep mountains, or the immortals in the sky against the law, if you enter the mountain at will, it will be difficult to save your life. ”

"Old man Chen, when people are old, they have to serve the old, and it will not be long before they stay at home, who will have to be scared to death if they have nothing to do?"

"Silly calf, I'm afraid that you will anger the gods and cause our village to suffer. “

While everyone was arguing, a young and pure voice sounded.

"I don't think there's any need to go. ”

The villagers were stunned, and their eyes fell on a boy.

The little boy had big eyes and thick eyebrows, and he was not handsome, but he seemed to contain a lot of vitality that made people happy.

Old man Chen, the village chief, bent down slightly and said kindly, "Why?"

The boy in the fur coat blinked, pointed to the mountain and said, "Because someone is coming." ”

....

A young man in a black shirt appeared in the eyes of the villagers.

Until he came to the village gate, the villagers didn't seem to come back to their senses.

The little boy looked at the guy in front of him carefully and thought it was strange.

For example, his clothes are very black, but they are black and shiny, and there is not the slightest dust. For example, the eyes are very deep, and the depth makes him a little afraid, but the strangest thing is the face, which is white and strange, without a trace of blood, like glass.

"I didn't know that the immortals were here.... What's the matter?"

Old Man Chen bent down and asked cautiously.

Previously, the top of the mountain exploded, and it seemed like the sky was cracking in everyone's ears, and now the man in front of him came down from the top of the mountain, even a fool knew that it would be related.

Lu Shen's voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "I'm going to stay here temporarily... Fifty days. ”

The boy only felt that this person was even more strange, if ordinary people borrowed it, they would say for days, dozens of days, or months, how could they say it in such detail.

Old Man Chen was slightly stunned and said, "Of course you can, but I'm afraid that the hospitality will be inconsiderate and I will snub the immortals." ”

Lu Shen shook his head slightly, thought about it, and said, "I won't treat you badly." ”

Lu Shen looked at the huge rock that stopped at the entrance of the village, waved his hand lightly, and the stone weighing hundreds of catties floated into the distance like catkins in the wind.

Seeing this scene, the villagers were shocked and looked even more respectful.

The boy opened his mouth, thinking to himself that he was really a fairy again.

.....

Lu Shen lived in an earth-gray tiled house at the end of the village, with a small fence in front of the door, and the grass was green.

In the deep mountains, there are many white clouds and breezes, green greenery, and clear air.

There was such an immortal in the village, and countless people were in awe and a little curious.

There are countless lines of sight or intentionally or unintentionally drifting towards the tiled house, but it is a pity that this immortal seems to have an extremely withdrawn temperament, and since entering the tiled house, the door has never been opened.

No one dared to bother.

Of course, there are exceptions.

For example, the little boy who once spoke at the village gate.

Every morning he would knock on the door on time, get no answer and not get angry, and obediently leave, only to start again the next morning.

It wasn't until one time that he did manage to enter the small tiled house that everyone began to worry, for fear that he would accidentally anger the immortals.

But before he could wait a few minutes, the little boy walked out with a blank face.

Countless people surrounded him.

"What did the immortal say to you?"

Old man Chen, the village head, said anxiously.

The little boy scratched his head and said, "What did the fairy ask me to do?"

Old man Chen whispered, "What do you say?"

The little boy replied honestly: "I said I don't want to do anything, I just want to see the gods." ”

"And then?"

The fairy asked me what my name was. ”

"What do you say?"

"I said my name was Shumae. ”

......

In the dimly lit house, Lu Shen sat cross-legged on the plank. I closed my eyes and pinched my fingers slightly, as if I was counting something.

After a while, there was a faint smell of blood,

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Lu Shen's mouth.

He wiped it with his hand at will, then opened his eyes and muttered, "It turned out that someone sent him flying three thousand miles with a knife."

The tone seemed very flat, and it seemed a little emotional.

A few days ago, the knife of Lin Zizhu knocked him out of Ruyang City, and he flew in the air for a long time.

Even after these days of cultivation, the residual cold sword qi is still surging wildly in his body.

If it weren't for the suppression with his own sword intent, even if he blocked that earth-shattering sword, he would have suffered endless torture in the days to come.

"Squeak. ”

The wooden door was pushed open again.

In front of the tree, some fruits unique to the mountains were brought in.

He saw the blood stains in front of Lu Shen, and said in surprise: "Immortal, you vomited blood." ”

Lu Shen shook his head and said, "It's okay." ”

He sat on a bench in front of the tree, his hands on his chin.

These days, it is no longer so inhibitive to give some fruit often.

"Immortal, did you fly down from the sky?"

It seemed that he was too silent, and the tree finally asked the question that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

Lu Shen didn't hide it in the slightest, and said, "I was beaten away and fell here." ”

In front of the tree, his eyes widened, and he said with some concern, "What then?"

Lu Shen said calmly: "Naturally, the injury is healed and cut back." ”

The tree seemed to want to say something, but was interrupted by Lu Shen waving his hand.

"Get out. ”

"Oh. ”

Treefront pushed open the door and left.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Shen covered his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the ground was scarlet.

His injuries were severe, and even if he could barely suppress them now, his body was already extremely weak.

It's just that despite this, the young man's expression was as flat as ever, and there was a faint sword intent surging in his eyes.

.....

The years are long in the mountains.

The days passed without a panic.

On the tenth day, Lu Shen finally pushed open the door and walked out of the house.

The mountain breeze blows, cold and sobering.

In front of the trees, the various places of the village are happily introduced.

Lu Shen went to the mountains, and then brought back countless dead wild animal meat.

The meat was enough for a medium-sized village to store food for an entire year, and the villagers were happy.

The rhythm seems to return to the leisurely time in Luoyang Peak.

Lu Shen woke up in the morning and slept at sunset.

One evening.

Lu Shen was chilling outside the tiled house.

He came over with a sword in front of the tree.