The sky roared for thousands of miles, and the lonely hung fell for thousands of miles. Wen Zhong took He Yinuo to the sky, He Yinuo stood beside Wen Zhong, holding Wen Zhong tightly, the immortal weapon used by Wen Zhong was a round shield with an ancient golden body, which was magnified several times at the moment, and there was just a place for the two of them.

The white clouds are fluttering, the sky is high and the sea is wide, the sound of the waves has faded out of the ears, the ears are whistling endlessly, He Yinuo looked around, a glance of thousands of miles, and sighed in his heart, what a magnificence, what a mind, He Yinuo suddenly felt the unprecedented freedom, thinking, he will also soar in the sky one day, ride the wind for thousands of miles, step through the afterlife, the land of eternal life.

"Don't get distracted, hold on. He Yinuo reacted at this time, he had just almost raised his hands due to his feelings, and he grabbed it tighter at the moment.

Duan Muri's first vein is located in the south of Wenzhong's first vein, and its majestic and magnificent momentum is not inferior to Wenzhong's first vein, only because it is less than a hundred zhang long when it meets the sea, so it makes people feel that it is less beautiful in the magnificence, and less magnificent momentum in the sea and sky.

The two of them landed on a flat ground, surrounded by many disciples, their clothes and costumes were slightly different, some were dressed in Mochizuki Taoist robes, white clothes, dignified demeanor, and some were also worn by most people differently, long shirts and short sleeves, all kinds, but no matter how they dressed, they couldn't hide the immortal aura of cultivating the true Dao on everyone's body.

The Mochizuki Sect has no special requirements for the costumes of its inner disciples, and they can wear Mochizuki Taoist robes or their own clothes, and because the Mochizuki disciples are from the Middle Earth Continent,*, the customs are different from place to place, so there is a situation where Mochizuki is "a hundred schools of thought competing for beauty".

The disciples saluted after seeing Wen Zhong, Wen Zhong took He Yinuo to walk for about half a pillar of incense, and the surrounding houses gradually increased, seeing that their arrangement seemed to be similar to his own residence, He Yinuo looked around, and the two stopped in front of a hall, and there were three big characters written above the main entrance: "Duan Xian Palace".

He Yinuo looked at it and thought about the three words of Wenxian Palace, and then understood a little in his heart, and suddenly Wenzhong said inside, "Senior Brother Duan, there is a small apprentice under the sect today who has something important to meet, and I hope that Senior Brother can look at my thin face and give some advice." Its voice is not loud, but it is powerful and powerful, as if it can reverberate all around, pierce through nothingness, make people feel that their hearts are stirring and deafening. He Yinuo couldn't help but admire Wen Zhong a little.

However, before the aftermath fell, Wen Zhong turned his head and said to He Yinuo, "You go in, there are still important things to deal with for the teacher, wait for me here in an hour." ”

"Yes, master. He Yinuo returned respectfully.

After Wen Zhong left, He Yinuo slowly approached the bronze door of Duan Xian Palace, the slanting sun reflected, swaying the earth, it seemed to be the only warmth in this world, under the bronze door, a simple vicissitudes of life, an eighteen-year-old boy's eyes reflected confusion and hesitation at this moment.

He Yinuo was nervous in his heart at the moment, he didn't know why, when he was about to achieve his goal, there seemed to be a voice whispering in his heart, as if he already knew the answer and didn't want to face it.

He Yinuo walked to the door, and before he could make any moves, a slow voice came from the hall, "Come in." ”

Just like Wen Zhong's previous transmission, it is powerful and powerful. Then the bronze door slowly opened, and He Yinuo walked in.

In front of the hall, a man in his early forties, in the eyes of ordinary people, held the dust and looked up on his back, looking at the plaque with the three big characters of the ancient seal carved book "Repair in the Boundary", He Yinuo was slightly puzzled in his heart, the plaque of Wenzhong, the Tao is in the heart, and he can still understand a little bit of one or two, but the meaning expressed by this cultivation in the realm is really difficult to guess.

"What are you looking for me?" Duan Muri still had his back to him, but this cold voice pulled He Yinuo's thoughts back, and then he remembered that he had been attracted by the three words written on the plaque since he entered the door and forgot to pay homage to the elder, so he respectfully returned at the moment, "Disciple He Yinuo visited Elder Duan, and the disciple wanted to ask the elder about something, and this matter was related to the disciple's father and mother, so I hope the elder can give a clear explanation." ”

He Yinuo let out a long breath, and for some reason the nerves that had been tense suddenly eased a lot.

"Oh?" Duan Muri turned around with slight doubts, this person's eyes were deep, and his gestures were light and powerful, but his eyebrows were white, and he really didn't know that he had lived for thousands of years.

"Why do you want to ask me about this? Could it be that your parents have something to do with me?"

He Yinuo didn't answer in a hurry, but took out a jade plate engraved with the word Duan from his arms, presented it in front of Duan Muri with both hands, and said cautiously, "Before leaving, Grandma warned to return this thing to Elder Duan Muri. ”

Duan Muri frowned slightly, picked up the jade plate, and seemed to fall into reminiscence, his deep gaze seemed to penetrate nothingness, saw the past, and stayed in the huge catastrophe of the afterlife.

"Uncle Duan, Uncle Duan. He Yinuo looked at Duan Muri, who was stunned, and called softly.

Duan Muri seemed to realize something, retracted his gaze, showed regret on his face, and then turned around and sighed lightly, "Your parents both passed away in that catastrophe eight hundred years ago. ”

Although He Yinuo had been prepared for a long time, when he heard Duan Muri say this in person, there was still a buzz in his mind, and his expression instantly dimmed, even if there were a hundred thoughts before, they had disappeared at this moment.

He Yinuo said weakly, as if whispering to himself, "Oh, it turns out that they have really passed away." It's just that he asked unwillingly, "Uncle Duan, could you please tell your disciples more about the situation back then, such as the catastrophe you talked about, and how did my parents die?"

Duan Muri turned to look at the boy in front of him with a gloomy face and full of sorrow, his eyes revealed the meaning of pity and kindness, but in an instant, he was covered by an inexplicable depth, slightly swept the dust, and said in a positive voice, "You will slowly know these days, but the time has not yet come." ”

He Yinuo saw that he couldn't get an answer, so he hurriedly said, "But ,,,"

"Well, you'll find out later. Before He Yinuo could speak, he was interrupted by Duan Muri, He Yinuo's inner tension at the moment had been completely replaced by that sadness, he looked at Duan Muri, his eyes were persistent, but he wanted to speak and stopped, and after a while, he replied wryly, "Yes, the disciple knows." After speaking, he bowed his head and turned to leave.

Behind him, Duan Muri's expression appeared rare serious, and he advised, "You must remember, no matter how much you know in the future, don't mention your parents and your life experience to others, otherwise there will be endless troubles." ”

He Yinuo's heart froze, and he had no intention of thinking about these things at the moment, so he only replied, "Yes, disciple remember." Then he walked out of the Duan Immortal Palace, and at the same time, inside the hall, Duan Muri closed his eyes, sighed, and muttered, "Because they are sinners!!"

The sun is setting in the west, the autumn crane is flying high, and the mountains in the distance are undulating and endless, and it seems to see the cold and warm of the world.

He Yinuo walked aimlessly, looking at the shadow stretched by the slanting sun on the ground, the corners of his mouth moved, and his heart was sour, maybe in the most helpless moment, there was his own shadow to accompany him from beginning to end, but this kind of eternal protection and comfort will only make people feel more and more lonely.

"Oh, who, you don't have long eyes when you walk?" A coquettish reprimand sounded from He Yinuo's side, He Yinuo was stunned and felt that he had hit something, and his heart immediately looked at his right front, only to see a woman in a light purple dress gently rubbing her forehead with her right hand, pouting her pretty mouth, and intermittently popping out "Oops, it hurts to death, who is this" These words.

He Yinuo suddenly understood that he might have been walking in a daze just now and didn't pay attention to the front, and accidentally bumped into this girl, so he walked over immediately and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, I was thinking about things just now, I'm sorry." ”

The girl raised her head, pursed her lips, her fair face was full of grievances at the moment, and she said coquettishly, "Why are your arms so hard, you see that my forehead must have been hit red by you." ”

After the girl finished speaking, she put her forehead in front of He Yinuo, He Yinuo was stunned for a while, and she really didn't know what to say for a while, so she could only retort with a hard head, "Come on, how can it be so serious, or I will take off my clothes and let you see if my arms are red?"

The girl was stunned after hearing this, and immediately said angrily, "You, you, you are helpless!!" It's just that when she looked at He Yinuo's eyes, she was stunned for a moment, and there was a faint surprise in her eyes, and her anger actually disappeared by seven points, she snorted and asked, "Hey, what's your name?"

On the other hand, He Yinuo, at this moment, it seems to be stunned, the evening breeze is light, with a little faint fragrance blowing on her face, her pair of bright eyes that fluctuate like water are really staring at herself at the moment, if fairy, under the slanting sun, there seems to be a thrilling beauty.