Night fell again, on the rocky mountain.

In the breeze, the old wine's robe danced in the wind, like a balloon.

Behind the stone gate, there is another world.

In the night sky, a crescent moon shines on the huge mountain rocks hanging in the air, reflecting a strange light.

"Why don't you come up if you're here?"

An old voice came from the huge rock hanging in the air.

Shout!

Without any hesitation, the moment the voice fell, the figure of the old wine disappeared in place.

Creak!

When he landed, the old wine's right foot stepped on a dead branch the length of his forearm.

Boom!

The breeze blew, and a dead branch blew in from somewhere, falling to the ground.

"If the mountain is as big as the moon and the moon is far away, the moon is small, so he will say that this mountain is as big as the moon; if someone's eyes are as big as the sky, he will see that the mountain is high and the moon is rounder. ”

The old wine's voice was very soft, but under the silent moonlight, it was so loud.

For a long time, there was only the sound of the breeze blowing.

"Decades have passed, and I didn't expect you to remember this poem. ”

The old voice from before came again, but there was a sense of decadence in his tone.

On the overhanging rocks, a huge wooden house sits on it, and there are several ravines in front of the wooden house, but there is no water source in the ravine, only empty, and it has been stained with the stump of branches and leaves that blow from the mountain, and layers of dust.

"Remember, I will always remember. ”

The old wine's voice became calm, far from being as depressed as it was in the face of Jane.

"Tell me, what are you doing here?"

After pondering for a long time, the old voice spoke again, straight to the core.

"Taiyi Sword Qi!"

Without any hesitation, the old wine man said his answer.

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, the sound of laughter was like the rolling of the waves, and between the roars, the wind swept wildly, and even the countless trees on the mountain not far away were blown loudly.

In the strong wind, Lao Jiuzi's robe was blown and waved wildly, but his body stood there firmly, and the firmness in his eyes did not change.

"That's it! It's all fate!"

The wind stopped, and the old voice seemed to have penetrated through a time and space tunnel, piercing from a distant direction.

Shout!

A light blue light shimmered from the huge wooden house.

The old wine man stretched out his right hand, caught it firmly, and then disappeared.

"You remembered it for me, this was given by the ancestor of bitterness, not by me!"

The voice was filled with infinite anger and infinite helplessness.

"Let's go, I hope we can see the revival of the Taiyi Sect!"

The old voice is even older, like an old tree with its bark, and it is weak.

The old wine man hadn't left yet, a pair of eyes, staring at the wooden house tightly, and said, "Don't worry, you will definitely be able to see the revival of the Taiyi Sect!"

The old wine's voice rarely became very powerful, and his expression became more serious than ever.

But no more words came from that voice.

The old wine man bowed slightly, and in the breeze, the figure immediately disappeared in front of him.

"I hope he understands, I hope he succeeds. ”

Under the moonlight, the old voice, as if coming from the sky, was faint and deep, and finally sighed.

Wow-wow!

The crow's voice swept through the trees, rough and low, and the old voice was faint and vanished.

When Jian Yi saw Lao Jiuzi again, it was two days later.

"What's going on?"

The old wine man frowned, and at the same time his right hand rested on the wrist of one of Jian Yi's hands, and then his brow furrowed even deeper.

Jane smiled and immediately told the old wine son what happened that day.

Boss Ling and Su Laosan have not come back after they have gone out, even if they believe that Jian Yi can take out the spirit stone, but within the five-day period, they need to live, so they need to go out to work, and there is also Jian Yi's oil bottle, so they have to go out to work.

"How is it so fast?"

Jian Yi asked suspiciously, because the old wine had said that it would not be too easy to find Wu Li this time, but it was only two days, and half of the five days he said had not passed.

"Don't talk too much!"

The old wine said coldly.

Jian was stunned for a moment, and then felt a cold frost-like gas coming from the palm of the old wine's hand, slowly burrowing into his body and into his soul.

In an instant, Jian Yi felt that the torn pain of his soul quickly disappeared, and the invisible wound began to heal slowly.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Jian Yi's forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his entire clothes were soaked with sweat.

At this time, Lao Jiuzi's face also became a little pale, and after he stopped his hand, he went to the other side, closed his eyes, and meditated to restore his qi.

At the same time, Jian Yi also closed his eyes and silently recited the "Pure Heart Ming God Mantra", the hot feeling slowly disappeared, and the hot body gradually returned to normal temperature.

The sun is shining, and the three words of Zhenming Temple are shining brightly under the golden sunlight.

Creak!

"Hurry up, get inside!"

After a while, the broken door of the temple was pushed open, and a familiar voice came into Jian Yi's ears.

Regardless of the slimy feeling on his body, Jian Yi hurriedly stood up, and then saw Su Laosan's anxious faces, as well as a simple stretcher carried by everyone.

And the person on the stretcher was Vice Ling Boss, who had always respected Jian Yi very much.

Thump!

The moment Su Laosan came in, he knelt on his knees and knelt in front of Jian Yi.

"Please, senior, save my eldest brother, he's dying!"

Su Laosan, a big man, was full of tears at the moment, and his voice was full of sadness.

"Senior, please save my eldest brother. ”

"Senior ......"

“......”

More than a dozen people pounced, and they all knelt on the ground, gossiping, and the center point was the eldest brother Ling Vice who begged Jian Yi to save them.

At this time, Jian Yi looked at Deputy Ling on the stretcher.

His face was pale, and there were several wounds on his chest as deep as the thickness of his little finger, and the blood was like water, and the whole dress had been dyed crimson, even the rough stretcher cloth.

"What's going on?"

At this time, the old wine man who had recovered from meditation also came to his senses, walked over, and asked suspiciously.

Seeing a stranger, the group of people who fell to their knees fell silent for a while.

"Look at it. ”

At this time, saving lives is important, and Jian Yi didn't care about the doubts in Su Laosan's eyes, which can be explained later.

Lao Jiuzi's face changed slightly, and his right hand quickly clicked a few acupoints on Ling Vice's chest, and the bleeding from the wound was immediately stopped.

Su Laosan opened his mouth and wanted to ask Jian Yi, but Jian Yi pressed his hand and motioned for them not to speak now.

Su Laosan hesitated for a moment, but finally closed his mouth and looked at Lao Jiuzi nervously.