"The way of the self. Li resolutely said lightly, he had spent three thousand years here to understand the difficulty of sticking to his true self, and many cultivators' original cultivation paths had changed their original intentions under the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world, and they began to be cruel, began to betray, and began to be selfish...... Gradually, it went to self-destruction.

"What is the most important thing in a cultivator's life?" The old man pulled up the fishing rod, and a silver light flashed, it was a silver fish! The old man took the fish and threw it far away......

"Everyone is different, for my cultivation is secondary, but the most important thing is my insistence on my original intention. Li Yiran was a little surprised by the old man's move to release the fish, but he still expressed his opinion.

"Three thousand years...... You've changed so much, yes!" the old man looked appreciatively, and threw down the fishing rod again.

"Can you tell me your insistence?" continued the old man.

Li resolutely was silent, looked at the distant mountains, and then looked at the lake, a gust of wind blew, and there were ripples on the surface of the lake. At this time, there were a few more birdsongs.

"My insistence...... I wonder if there will be a reason for me to go further, I can't answer right now...... For grandpa, or whatever. Li Yiran was a little lonely, he originally embarked on the road of cultivating immortals in order to find his grandfather, but in the past three thousand years, he seems to have a new view, of course, resurrecting his grandfather is the first priority.

"Haha, you just have an opinion, and your experience is still too little, but it's enough! Come, take it!" the old man laughed, handed the fishing rod in his hand to Li Yi, and then slowly got up, ready to leave.

"Seniors, wait a minute, can the juniors know the name of the seniors?" Seeing that the old man was leaving, Li resolutely caught the fishing rod and hurriedly got up and bowed to the old man.

"The old man was born in reality and became illusory, if there is fate, we can meet in that illusion, and then you can be regarded as truly growing......" The old man did not answer Li Yiran's words, but walked farther and farther to himself. Li resolutely maintained a bowed posture until the old man disappeared. Looking at the fishing rod in his hand, Li resolutely had an inexplicable feeling, as if it was time to leave.

"Three thousand years...... Is there still Sword Valley?" broke the fishing rod in his hand, and Li resolutely closed his eyes.

"What I want, not fish!" Li resolutely muttered, and then the object in front of him changed and distorted, and then disappeared. At this time, not far away, the old man looked at the place where Li resolutely disappeared and muttered, "I don't know if you can be in love...... This catastrophe, from ancient times to the present, all the things I have encountered have failed...... "The old man was a little lonely, and then disappeared in the same place.

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On top of the endless sword mountain, a man suddenly opened his eyes, but the moment he opened his eyes, countless sword lights roared directly towards him! The man was startled and hurriedly used the spiritual power in his body, but he was still drowned in the knife mountain!

"Boom!"

Li resolutely spurted out a mouthful of blood, that's right, the man who was killed in seconds was him, and at this time he still left!

"Why is this illusion suddenly enhanced so much!" Li resolutely ran directly to the exit, feeling the sword whistling from behind, his face turned pale.

"No matter, life matters, the time should not be the shortest" Li Yiran was a little disappointed, after all, he didn't know how long he had been in the illusion, but his intuition told him that the time should not be long, because that dream was too illusory, giving people the feeling that it was a thousand years!

At the same time, there was a person sitting cross-legged outside the Thousand Illusion Cave, it was none other than Chen Feng, there was a faint sense of loneliness in his eyes, and he sighed lightly.

"Senior Brother Li, if you don't come out in another hour, Senior Brother I'...... I can't wait, it's been seven days, and they all say that you are lost in the illusion, and I won't believe it at first, but after they leave, one day...... You didn't come out; You didn't come out for two days, and I'm glad you're catching up with your grandfather. Until the fifth day...... I don't dare to think about it!Although we met halfway, maybe only the two of us are still alive, and the evil cultivator is too strong......" Chen Feng had already recognized Li Yiran as his junior brother, and he changed his previous boldness, took out a pot of wine and drank it like this.

"Senior Brother is gone, without his harmony, Sword Valley will be like a sharp blade, killing the enemy, and it will also hurt itself. ...... for the younger generation Tianjiao. Hehe......" Chen Feng took a sip of wine, staggered, and suddenly pulled out the golden sword behind his back, and swung it towards the sky!

"Ahh

Chen Feng roared, and the gourd in his hand was thrown out by him and cut it in two!

Suddenly the water splashed!

"Ahem...... Cough...... Senior Brother Chen, you ...... What are you doing?" a faint voice sounded from behind Chen Feng. Chen Feng was stunned for a moment, and turned around with a surprised face.

"You...... Senior brother, are you still alive?" Chen Feng's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hehe, junior brother, I can't die if I have a great life. Li Yiran's face was pale, but he still replied with a smile.

"Great!" Chen Feng directly threw away the sword in his hand, rushed directly to Li Yiran, and hugged it!

"Good! good!" said two good words in a row, and Chen Feng felt like he wanted to cry.

"Okay, you kid! it took so long to come out, do you want me to go to your grave!" Chen Feng let go of Li Yi and punched Li Yiran in the chest, causing Li Yiran to cough.

"Senior brother, can you lighten it? I'm still injured! I've been here for a long time?" Li Yiran was a little unconvinced, after all, the time in the Thousand Illusion Cave was out of order, and he couldn't judge it at all.

"Ah, you stayed for seven days and two hours, you said that it was not long for a long time, our ancestor did not last as long as you, rest for one night, and I will take you to see the head tomorrow. Now I'll take you to your residence, and you're lagging behind in the next competition, so you need to rearrange it. Chen Feng picked up the big sword he had lost, and his face recovered a little, and he was not as crazy as he was just now. At this time, Li Yiran probably understood some of the situation, after all, he had experienced three thousand years, although he had not experienced it personally, and the calmness and temperament he had cultivated were not comparable to Chen Feng.

"It's just a fluke, the senior brother laughed. Li resolutely waved his hand and followed Chen Feng towards a place.

The pale silver moonlight paved the road in front of Li Yiran along the stone steps, and before he had time to enjoy the beautiful scenery around him, Li Yiran was taken to an attic by Chen Feng.

"This is it, it's close to my residence, you can stay on the first floor, I'll let you know tomorrow morning. This is the proof of entry, put it away!" Chen Feng smiled and pointed to the three-story attic in front of him, and handed Li Yiran a jade plaque with the words Sword Valley written on it.

"Senior Brother Xie, Senior Brother should rest early. Li resolutely looked at Chen Feng's tired face, and knew that he must have been sleepless for the past seven days, although he was an immortal cultivator, but this was too outrageous, after all, Chen Feng was just condensation.

"Well, okay, then I'll go first. Chen Feng patted Li Yiran on the shoulder, and then turned to leave.

"Oh, that's right!" Chen Feng suddenly turned his head and stared at Li Yiran.