"I'll be back"

Wang Yizhi was no longer reckless, and walked towards the hidden behind the blood-character stone tablet, the ripples continued to enchant, this is the end of the Demon Spirit Ancient Age, the bottom of the "Falling Sun Valley", connecting the intersection of the two worlds, and leading to the world dominated by human civilization as cultivation.

The sun wakes up slightly in the early morning, a soft and early mangs shuttle between the dense forests, there are mountains in the forest, there are water in the mountains, the water is the waterfall that turns over the mountain, slides down from the top of the high mountain, falls on the boulder at the foot of the mountain, by the drops, turns into a long river, flows to the distance, next to the boulder at the foot of the mountain, there is a small fence courtyard, although the yard is not big, but it is full of vitality, there are some chickens and ducks, there are many bird cages, most of them are some disabled birds, the gate in the yard is slowly opened, a white-haired old man, hunched back, holding a cane in his hand, closing his eyes to feel the faint warmth of the early sun shining into the dense forest, the old man's face facing the sun is full of folds of the traces of time, very old。

The old man walked slowly with every step, but his steps were steady and down-to-earth.

"Alpine Flowing Water Grove"

Next to the boulder not far from the fence courtyard, a nine-year-old child, arms outstretched, embracing the early sun, the child has fair skin, cute and handsome, with a heroic posture different from his peers, and there is a faint unruly unruly between the eyebrows, at this moment the eyes are slightly closed, so that women are jealous of the long eyelashes blinked slightly, looking at the majestic mountains and waterfalls in front of him, and the harmonious scenery of birds and beasts chirping happily in the surrounding woods, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

"It would be nice if the tribe were here"

"Mountains and flowing water groves, haha, such a beautiful artistic conception"

An old voice sounded in the child's ears, the child responded vigilantly defensively, this child is Wang Yizhi, who has just walked out of the Demon Spirit Desolation, just caught up with the early sun, and is enjoying it, a voice came from not far behind him, Wang Yizhi turned around and looked at the hunchbacked old man vigilantly, and his eyes looked at the old man's crutches a few more times, in case there was an attack weapon such as a hidden weapon.

"Little friendly Yaxing, the old man is just an ordinary man, just spend his old age here," the old man said, turned around and walked towards the fenced courtyard blocked by the boulder, and did not forget to turn around and send an invitation to Wang Yizhi.

"It's just bothering the elderly"

Wang Yizhi can see clearly, this old man is not a cultivator, not to mention that the body has no spiritual power, just his soul body that will be broken at any time like a candle in the wind, Wang Yizhi also understands that this old man is really just a mortal, but for the fact that the first human being seen in this new world is a mortal, Wang Yizhi is still vigilant, listening to the legendary life of Qin Changshou, Wang Yizhi knows that if you want to see your own life, you must be careful and careful, there are thousands of exercises, one is taken lightly, in exchange for only one death。

Although there are not a few steps, the old man has walked for a while, Wang Yizhi is not in a hurry, looking at the surrounding thirty or fifty meters high, one or two meters in diameter of the trees, there is a novelty, this can only be regarded as stunted in the ancient times, in the ancient times just over a hundred meters of trees are considered stunted, looking at the birds that chirp in the treetops, but the size of a palm, Wang Yizhi grinned and said: This bird is good, it can definitely be beaten.

"I didn't mean to offend just now, and when I heard Xiaoyou's poems, I resonated and disturbed Xiaoyou Yaxing. ”

"Old man, you're too worried, the kid just arrived here, and he is not familiar with life, I hope you don't blame him"

Although he was a little awkward, Wang Yizhi still learned the teachings of the tribal elders, and treated the seniors and elders with a respectful tone and field.

"Haha, Xiaoyou is funny"

The old man naturally heard that Wang Yizhi was making up words and spelling words, pretending to be old, but he didn't say much.

"That's funny, isn't it?"

Wang Yizhi's small mouth secretly pursed, looked at the fence courtyard in front of him, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself in his heart, the hunchbacked old man walked unhurriedly, shook his head and smiled, without words.

The yard is not very big, the house is framed with wood, made of stone, the inner and outer walls are pasted with mud mixed with mud and withered grass, and green shoots and grass grow in many places, although the house is broken, it is also divided into two rooms, the lobby and the bedroom, it is enough to see that the old man is a person who enjoys a good life.

Walking into the creaking and clattering wooden door with the lower half pecked by the chicks like a sieve, Wang Yizhi's first sight, and the second sight, was only a low table and stool placed in the center of the lobby, the table lacked a leg, and the so-called stool was just a small wooden stake, the surface was shiny and shiny, obviously polished by time through physical contact, and in addition, it was the curtain formed by the arrangement of dry rattan in the isolation of the lobby bedroom.

"The little friend bent down, the old man took a stool"

As he spoke, the hunchbacked old man walked into the curtain, bent down and picked up a small stool made of withered rattan, and through the gap in the curtain, there was only a simple bed with layers of bedding neatly laid on it. It seems that it is an antique treasure of some years.

"Old man, why do you live alone in this dense forest?

Wang Yizhi's vigilance did not let go in the slightest, and he paid special attention to every move of the hunchbacked old man.

The old man brought Wang Yizhi a cup of clear spring, and he didn't care if he drank it or not, he took two sips of it and said with a smile: "There will be no fierce beasts, it's been almost a hundred years, and you are the first person I have seen in this hundred years."

"Brother Mowei, you're not there"

"Well, this is out of the wilderness!"

Seeing that the surroundings were different from the ancient and primitive, with a bit of elegance, Mo Wei appreciated: This old man has no cultivation, he is an ordinary person, and the reason why he has a trace of spiritual power in his body should be because he has lived here for too long.

As soon as Mo Wei came out, he solved the question that Wang Yizhi wanted to know and was about to ask.

"Thank you for your hospitality, old man, the boy is leaving for the city."

Wang Yizhi didn't want to delay any longer, he just wanted to quickly find a way to help him improve his cultivation and learn exercises to make himself stronger.

"Little friend, don't panic, this world is strange, the size is only a hundred miles, if you want to go out, you still need to wait for a long time, when the sky is covered with stars, follow the birds and beasts to a place, you can go out" The hunchbacked old man saw Wang Yizhi get up and was about to leave, and hurriedly explained, after Wang Yizhi sat down, the hunchbacked old man looked embarrassed, and his expression was a little struggling.

"Senior, what's the matter with you?"

Wang Yizhi looked at it in his eyes, knowing that the old man in front of him had lived for more than a hundred years, Wang Yizhi was in awe, as far as he knew, in their tribe, ordinary people who had not cultivated were only in their sixties at most, and it was rumored that eighty years old was an advanced age, how rich the ancient spiritual power was, it was incomparable here, and the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth were also countless, but there were very few ordinary people who could live for more than a hundred years, and the old man in front of him was a real centenarian.

The hunchbacked old man hesitated again and again, and asked worriedly: "Little friend, do you know love in this world?"

In the sea of Wang Yizhi's soul, Mo Wei was surprised: "This old man, dignified and unserious, actually talked to you about love with a little child"

"What do you mean?"

Wang Yizhi did not ignore Mo Wei's cynicism, but directly closed his contact with the outside world, this point, since Wang Yizhi's dantian spiritual power turned into a pool, he has some understanding, every time Mo Wei does not detect the outside world, he can obviously feel the existence of Mo Wei's divine consciousness, and also has the ability to prevent him from exploring the outside world, but he has never had the opportunity to use it, and he just tried it today.

"Stinky boy, what are you doing?"

Mo Wei looked at the sea of souls, and Wang Yizhi, who grimaced at him, asked angrily.

Wang Yizhi was not angry, but smiled at Mo Wei and said, "Brother Mo Wei, don't be angry, I'll try"