"Is there anybody? Is there anybody?"

Qiao Yuan stood in a dilapidated square, put his hands to his mouth, and shouted two words to the surroundings, but only the echo that gradually faded to answer him.

This square is very huge, you can't see the edge at a glance, Qiao Yuan's eyes showed a look of doubt, he remembered that he just slept and woke up here, and he didn't see Bai Yue, let alone a living thing here.

Qiao Yuan walked out of a deep pit, only to find that he had come to a dilapidated square, full of gravel pits, as if a great war had broken out here.

"Why do I have a sense of familiarity, have I been here before?"

Qiao Yuan wandered around the square for half an hour, and he didn't see the edge of the square, but as he walked through more areas, the familiarity in his heart became stronger and stronger.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Yuan found the ruins of a temple.

There was no end in sight to the ruins, the bricks and tiles were glazed, and the huge pillars still exuded a little bit of gold, and he could imagine how splendid the temple was before it was destroyed.

"It's ......"

It wasn't until Qiao Yuan saw a plaque in the rubble that he immediately looked stunned, revealing a look of shock and incomprehension, and then he hurriedly rushed over and dug the plaque out of the rubble.

There is only a small half of this plaque, and the handwriting on it has become extremely blurry, and it is impossible to see what is written on it at all, but Qiao Yuan's expression changed not because he saw the words on it, but because the pattern on the plaque was gilded.

He had seen this pattern of gold rim, to be exact, in a dream.

A year ago, when he was chased by a red-eyed python in the Henglin Mountains, he was hit by the aftermath of the red-eyed python's last blow and passed out, this coma was half a month, and in this half a month, he had a long dream.

In his dream, he came to a square with a large hall with a golden rimmed pattern on the plaque of the great hall that was exactly the same as the one on the broken plaque he saw now.

Qiao Yuan suddenly understood that this was his dream, which made his hanging heart relax.

He took the plaque and studied it carefully, and found nothing out of the ordinary, and then began to rummage through the ruins nearby.

Two hours later, Qiao Yuan shook his head helplessly, gave up looking, and he almost turned the other half of the plaque into the sky within a radius of dozens of zhang nearby, and did not find the other half of the plaque.

"Why is this happening here, is that the young man in silver armor and golden spear defeated?"

Qiao Yuan looked at the endless ruins around him, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

He walked towards the depths of the ruins and saw too many broken walls of pavilions, but he didn't see a single person, not even a single corpse, which made Qiao Yuan even more suspicious in his heart, feeling that this place was too weird.

Suddenly, Qiao Yuan saw a dark golden spear stuck in front of a ruined temple not far away, and the pupils of his eyes shrank suddenly, revealing a strong look of shock in his eyes.

This spear, he knew, was the spear in the hands of the silver-armored gold-gun young man, but now the golden light on the golden spear had long disappeared and became extremely dim.

Qiao Yuan walked closer and walked around the spear, and then a strong desire grew in his heart, he wanted to hold the spear and pull out the spear.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, and grabbed the spear, but before he tried to pull out the spear, the spear trembled slightly, and let out a shocking scream, which revealed an extreme sense of sorrow, which instantly infected Qiao Yuan's mind.

Looking at Qiao Yuan again, his mind was infected by this mournful intent, and immediately burst into tears, his expression revealed endless sadness, as if Qiao Yuan had become the silver-armored and gold-armed young man of the year at this moment, and all kinds of distracting thoughts filled Qiao Yuan's mind, making him feel a headache.

After more than ten breaths, Qiao Yuan closed his eyes and fell directly to the ground, completely unconscious.

When Qiao Yuan woke up again, he found himself lying on a stone bed, while Bai Yue was squatting on the side and cultivating silently.

He stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and found that his face was particularly wet, which were the tears he left in his dream, Qiao Yuan wiped away the tears, and rubbed his fingers on his temples a few times before he felt a little clearer.

"Why do I always dream of these strange things, is it because of my memory?"

Qiao Yuan sat on the bed, with a deep look of confusion in his eyes, and muttered softly.

After a while, Qiao Yuan got up and walked out of bed, he didn't disturb Bai Yue's cultivation, but silently walked outside the cave mansion, looking at the sunny sun in the valley, his mood was much better.

Qiao Yuan showed a sunny smile on his face, rolled up his sleeves with both hands, took out a woodcutter, and started the great project of transforming the valley again.

Three days later, the valley that was originally overgrown with weeds has completely changed its appearance, turning into a land of green mountains and green waters, Qiao Yuan also transplanted a few big trees by the valley stream, and then built a few huts under the big trees for a rest.

After coming here for a few days, Qiao Yuan had never been out of the valley, and after completing the rectification of the cave mansion, he planned to familiarize himself with May Peak next.

Of course, Qiao Yuan also had a very important purpose, which was to find relevant information about medicinal herbs such as May Spirit Grass, Huasheng Root, and Lu Ling Fruit, after all, these herbs were related to Bai Yue's advancement, and they were not allowed to be sloppy at all.

Early the next morning, Qiao Yuan woke up from his meditation, he didn't call Bai Yue, and walked out of the valley alone.

Out of the valley, Qiao Yuan recalled the location of the mission hall recorded in the map, and he knew from the token that the mission hall would have elders to give lectures every morning, which made Qiao Yuan very interested and wanted to listen to the elders' preaching.

However, when Qiao Yuan came to the location of the mission hall recorded on the map, he was dumbfounded by the scene he saw.

This is a small square 100 zhang long and 50 zhang wide, the square is full of potholes, if you don't get close, you can't see that this is a square paved with marble slabs.

At the edge of the square, there is a small dilapidated gazebo, and at the top of the small pavilion hangs a slanted plaque with three words written crookedly, Missionary Hall.

Qiao Yuan had imagined what the mission hall looked like, but no matter how he imagined it, he couldn't imagine that the mission hall was just a small dilapidated pavilion and a potholed square.

A bitter look appeared on his face, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart, and even a feeling of being deceived.

Qiao Yuanshen exhaled a few breaths, forcibly stabilized the fluctuation of his mood, and walked to the square and turned around several times, but this square was so small, he didn't see anyone here, and he stayed here for a stick of incense, and no one came here during this time.

The elders who said that they preached the scriptures, but now let alone the elders, there is not even a single disciple, and the fallen leaves in the square are very thick, obviously no one has been here for a long time.

Qiao Yuan sighed helplessly, walked out of here, and continued to walk towards the mountain, the next place he wanted to go to was the Scripture Pavilion, this Scripture Pavilion was the place where Maypeak collected classics, and he thought that the Scripture Pavilion should have some books on medicinal herbs and the like.

However, as soon as he walked to the top of the mountain road, he saw a young man in blue walking slowly down the mountain from the mountain, Qiao Yuan showed joy on his face, and hurriedly stepped forward, clenched his fists and said, This is the first person he saw on May Peak except for Ma Zhong.

"Senior brother, may I ask why there are no elders in the mission hall to preach the scriptures, and not a single disciple has come to attend the class?"

The young man saw Qiao Yuan walking up, and looked at him with a puzzled look on his face, but when he heard Qiao Yuan's words, he said with a smile on his face, but this smile seemed to have a sense of meaning.

"This junior brother, you are a new disciple who has entered the door. ”

Qiao Yuan nodded, not showing surprise, after all, his face was raw, and the disciples on this mountain didn't know him, so he could naturally think of it.

No wonder this ministry hasn't been opened for years. By the way, are you interested in going down the mountain to play, the senior brother has made an appointment with a few junior brothers and sisters today, and is going to go to the town below the mountain together, I heard that there is a trading market near the town, which is very lively. ”

The young man in blue showed a friendly smile on his face, only mentioned the mission hall slightly, and did not answer Qiao Yuan's question, so it was natural for Feng to talk about going down the mountain to play.

"Thank you for your kindness, I still have to go to the Scripture Pavilion, so I won't go down the mountain with my brothers. ”

Qiao Yuan showed a gentle smile on his face, and said slowly with his fists clenched.

"Senior brother, these two days are the opening of the Yuehe Sect, wait a few days, you will have no chance to go out to play again, and you have to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? ”

The young man in blue did not give up when he heard Qiao Yuan's words, but stepped forward and persuaded him in a slow voice.

Qiao Yuan didn't believe the words of the blue-clothed young man that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion was open for two days a month, but seeing that the blue-clothed young man was so gracious, if he refused again, it would be a little too unkind, so he smiled and nodded.

When the young man in blue saw Qiao Yuan nodding, he laughed directly, and he looked familiar, and put his right hand on Qiao Yuan's shoulder.

Qiao Yuan naturally turned around, so that the hand of the young man in blue couldn't hold his shoulder, and then he said with a smile.

"My name is Qiao Yuan, I don't know what senior brother calls me?"

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Qiao, my name is Yi Chenfeng, Senior Brother can call me Senior Brother Yi, I don't know which elder Senior Brother Qiao is learning from?"

Yi Chenfeng, a young man in blue, gestured to Qiao Yuanyi, and the two chatted while walking down the mountain.

"I just entered the inner door, and it hasn't been arranged yet. ”

Qiao Yuan said lightly, he didn't want to say that he was Duan Tiangu's disciple, after all, this seniority was too high, if he said it, I am afraid that the disciples of the entire mountain of May Peak would call him uncle, not to mention whether these people were convinced or not, even Qiao Yuan himself would not be able to accept it.

Yi Chenfeng nodded, he didn't doubt Qiao Yuan's words, although it was the first time he saw Qiao Yuan, but he knew that Qiao Yuan was a rookie disciple by looking at the cave token on Qiao Yuan's waist.

Then the two talked about some other things about May Peak, most of which Qiao Yuan asked, and Yi Chenfeng replied, which made Qiao Yuan know more about May Peak.

In his opinion, although they were going to go down the mountain to play, Qiao Yuan could quickly understand the situation of the Yuehe Sect through Yi Chenfeng and the others, so Qiao Yuan was also interested and looking forward to this trip.