Inside the mountains of Luliang.

Yang Xi finally revisited the old place.

Looking at the ancient forests that have grown around him for millions of years, he felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but he couldn't say anything before he spoke - no way, if he recited a poem on the spot to express his emotions, would he still have to set a set of papers for the students to analyze and analyze his state of mind?

What kind of reading comprehension and ancient poetry appreciation questions should be compiled?

Zhou Shuren, a famous quote expert, said well, don't toss people if you have nothing to do.

So at this moment, Yang Xi can only say to himself "hometown timidity" at most.

But hypocrisy in my heart is hypocrisy, and the right thing cannot be delayed.

He walked forward, his body quickly shuttling through the vast mountains, without alarming the beasts in the woods, nor stirring up a leaf, like a flickering streamer, until he reached his destination.

This is the place where Yang Xi set up the Tao in his previous life, and it is the dojo he opened up in Luliang Mountain.

It's a pity that a thousand years have passed, even if there were hundreds of thousands of disciples here, several palace buildings, and a vast area, they could only succumb to the destruction of time after people went to empty the building.

At that time, the war destroyed most of the dojo, and now it is completely occupied by plants, trees, sand and stones, coupled with the mystery of Taoism, so there is no trace of what this place once looked like, and there is no trace of the so-called broken walls.

In particular, the preaching hall, which was previously built at the core of the ashram, is now left with a tree.

More than 1,400 years, enough time to erase everything.

Whether it was Yang Xi's disciples back then, or the villain monks who coveted his relics, they had all dispersed, but Yang Xi, the source of the detonating battle, could still stand here, and I don't know if it was providence.

After turning around the place twice, Yang Xi waited until the moon was on the top of the moon, and the silver-white moonlight fell through the cracks of the branches, and then he had the second step.

He cut two fingers, and a piece of moonlight was cut off by him like a brocade, and then it seemed to have a substance, and the fingers wrapped around Yang Xi refused to leave.

Yang Xi grabbed this piece of moonlight and walked to an old tree that had long since died, made paper with moonlight, pointed out thunder light with his fingertips, and began to draw talismans on it.

"Open!"

After drawing the talisman, Yang Xi whispered, and drew his wooden sword against the decaying roots of the old tree.

The surrounding space gradually distorted in response to the sound, and finally the old tree collapsed into sawdust with a thud, revealing only a "door" that did not exist in place.

The distorted space formed a vortex with a hollow center, and the light was folded into seven colors.

"It's okay, it's not collapsed yet. ”

Seeing this, Yang Xi said, and then hurried to squeeze himself into the "door" and entered another existence.

The space inside is not large, there is not even light in the dimness, and even the air is very sparse and unpleasant, if it weren't for Yang Xi having become a human immortal, he would have to be suffocated here as soon as he came in.

This is the place where Yang Xi wants to come back to Lu Liang.

Thinking that since he passed down the Taoist system in Luliang Mountain in the new year, of course he had to open up a "cave blessed land" to come out as a foothold for himself, so as to conform to the tradition of not being one with the ordinary in the cultivation world for many years.

It's just that the original cave blessed land let him use it to be a court for his disciples to live and practice, and Yang Xi himself opened up a small private area within the court, usually meditating, food, clothing, and any magic weapons and experiences, all of which will be placed in his own small warehouse.

And because the place is private, it can only be opened by himself.

So after Yang Xi died violently in Kunlun and there was no news, no one in this place came in again. If the disciples usually want to worship the patriarch, they have to go to the main hall where Yang Xi's portrait and commemorative items can be touched.

After the war, as if the Demolition and Relocation Office and the New Oriental Technical School had come, the main house was demolished, and only this tightly hidden small space was not found.

But it's almost half of it.

Now that the legal lineage is dead, the court is naturally shattered without presiding, and only Yang Xi used to be troublesome to make a "small room" for himself, and some wreckage is left - this is like a house, which has been tormented by the storm of the end of the law for many years, and it is lucky that it is not rotten.

As for why Yang Xi came over with such confidence......

Please, this small space is for the earth immortals to live in, and the impact resistance alone is several times that of the court outside, not to mention that it is still a "concentrated essence", and it is strange to ruin it completely!

However, after being reborn, Yang Xi thought that his strength was not enough, even if he held the key in his hand, he didn't have the strength to unscrew the door, and he didn't have the confidence to come over until this time.

Yang Xi stretched out his hand a little, and conjured a cloud of thunder and lightning, illuminating the surroundings.

With the light source, he can see that the old objects he used still have a rough appearance, but unfortunately when someone touches them, they are completely destroyed.

Yang Xi didn't feel distressed, anyway, he didn't come to look for memories.

He walked a few steps from memory to a low table and picked up the black-sheathed sword that lay out in front of him.

This is Yang Xi's saber in his previous life, and it is also his goal this time.

When he arrived in the realm of earth immortals, he raised his hands and feet with weapons, and he could hurt people with any exhalation, so most of the usefulness of this sword was gone, and he was thrown aside by the owner who had no conscience.

Now Yang Xi has come back thousands of miles to find it to add a piece of combat power to himself, a scumbag who wants to eat back grass.

There was still some spirituality on the sword, and when he felt that his master was back, he touched himself without disgust, and immediately trembled with excitement and emitted a buzzing sword sound.

It was thrown here by Yang Xi, I don't know how many spring and autumn seasons have passed, but this joy is still incomparably pure and deep, and it really makes Yang Xi embarrassed.

After all, he is the one who says that if you are separated, you will be separated......

With a brush, he pulled the sword out of the sheath, and the dazzling cold light reflected on Yang Xi's face.

The entire sword instantly erupted with a strong momentum, a ball of flame enveloped the sword body, and the power fluctuations rolled up huge wind, waves, smoke and dust around Yang Xi's body.

When the flames faded and the brilliance dissipated, the true face of this sword was completely revealed in front of Yang Xi's eyes.

I saw that its whole body was red, and there was a faint blazing air on the blade of the sword, with an incomparably old and clumsy aura.

However, the sword body still reflected Yang Xi's eyes, and stubbornly showed his edge in front of time.

After a thousand years, facing the magic sword blade that had greatly reduced its power, Yang Xi still felt a trace of coolness and fear.

After all, this is a big treasure that can only be used in the fairy realm, and he must be a little uncomfortable with the cross-level assembly.

But more than that, it's still familiar and intimate.

In the end, this is something that he has used before, and this sword does not exclude his own negative master, so Yang Xi feels that after running in for a period of time, he can naturally make it handy.

He put away the sword and held it in his hand, and for a moment he had a trance of "I am still the high-spirited earth immortal power".

It didn't take long for him to wake up, and he went to the side to bring up a jar of wine.

It is said that his small room is really called "full of organs", and even the wine that Yang Xi was filial to his disciples left behind.

It's a pity that he didn't have the heart to drink, so he didn't open the lid, and after so much time now, he didn't know if the wine in it could still enter his stomach......

Don't drink alcoholism, right?

Yang Xi was worried, but when he thought that he was carrying this wine to ask Hebo for questioning, and by the way, he would bring it as a reward, and the person who drank it would not be himself, so he didn't bother to worry about it.

He can't touch it left and right, Hebo, an old god who has resisted countless calamities, is probably not poisoned because of a mere jar of expired old wine.

He took everything he could use, counted them again, and left.

Although it is his old place, it is not the territory of his life after all.

People always have to look forward!

Yang Xi held the wine jar, flew thousands of miles, and successfully scared the people of the Meteorological Bureau half to death during the period, and came to the lower reaches of the Yellow River from Luliang, chose a wide place and fell, waiting for Hebo to come as promised.

It didn't take long for huge waves to be set off in the whole world, and now the Arowana, which has become a famous emoji on the Internet, emerged from the Yellow River and came to Yang Xi.