The sky of the Ancient Realm is like a dark curtain, covering this world and making people oppressive.

Chen Wenshan's body tends to be between the unreal and the real, and has begun to become transparent, not as solid as before.

The ancient beast has stepped on more than a dozen feet in a row, but Chen Wenshan is still alive. The Ancient Behemoth was extremely annoyed, feeling that its majesty was provocative. Its mouth was tightly closed, and its cheeks on both sides were constantly agitated, and it suddenly opened, and hot flames erupted from its mouth. The high temperature blurs the surrounding air, giving it a glazed texture. The heat scorched Chen Wenshan, causing Chen Wenshan's body to continuously escape a streamer-like substance.

The whole Desolate Ancient Realm was in a dark tone, and as Chen Wenshan's continuous blurring, the giant sword also seemed to loom.

"Zheng"

With a sword groan, the originally dim Desolate Ancient Realm suddenly became much brighter, and a dazzling light suddenly appeared in the distance. The light gradually restricted, and a figure appeared, holding a broken sword in his hand, his clothes fluttering.

There seemed to be a sigh, floating in the desolate ancient realm, "I heard that your surname is Chen?"

The figure walked by step by step, the ancient giant beast put away the flames, didn't pay attention to Chen Wenshan lying on the ground, stared at the figure in front of him cautiously, stepped back step by step, and roared in his mouth.

The figure looked at the giant sword standing upright in this desolate ancient realm, and a trace of sorrow appeared in his eyes.

Sensing the neglect of the person in front of him, the ancient beast cracked the corners of its mouth, revealing the fangs in its mouth, salivating a little saliva, and roaring to express its anger.

The mouth spit out a hot flame, which was different from the hot flame that had just scorched Chen Wenshan, with a darker color and a higher natural temperature.

The flame struck the figure, the figure retracted its gaze, and the hand holding the broken sword was raised to his chest, and the flame struck in front of the figure and split in two, heading towards both sides of the figure, without affecting him in the slightest.

"Today I will pass you a sword, if you can comprehend, you will come to the back mountain to find me. ”

The figure spoke, and the voice was square, and the momentum of heaven and earth continued to echo in this desolate ancient realm.

The figure hand broke the sword and flew out, drawing a mysterious trajectory, walking in the air like the sun shining with a strong light, the surrounding darkness like the snow of spring constantly melting, the light condensed into a blade, the power was monstrous.

The Ancient Beast under the blade kept retreating, fear appeared in its eyes, and its voice changed from a low roar to a low roar.

The blade of light slashed through the heavens and the earth, and there was a "stabbing" sound in the dark curtain sky, and a slash appeared again on the ground that had been trampled by the giant beast, and the cross-section of the slash was as smooth as a mirror.

The blade of light slashed in front of the ancient beast, and the beast suddenly stood up, opened its mouth, and the dark flame appeared, burning the blade of light. The heat flame couldn't stop the light blade at all, and the light blade was castrated, and a sword slashed at the body of the giant beast, passing through the body, and slashing far away, and a huge sound was heard in the distance.

The beast's body slammed to the ground, its snort kicking up the dust on the ground and slowly closing its eyes. The moment he closed his eyes, the beast's body began to dissipate as if it had never existed, and no trace of it had ever existed.

The beast roar continued to come from the four fields, and a violent roar sounded in the distance, and the roar formed ripples that made the desolate ancient realm shake the mountains.

The figure frowned slightly, but did not make any unnecessary movements, but just said to Chen Wenshan, "Can you remember?"

Chen Wenshan's body couldn't move, he knew everything that was happening around him, but he couldn't express his will.

The figure smiled lightly, "I forgot about your current state!"

The broken sword converged and returned to the figure's hand, returning to its simple appearance, just like the dilapidated utensils abandoned in the firewood room, and it was completely impossible to see the appearance of slashing the sky and the earth just now.

The figure looked into the darkness in the distance, and the darkness seemed to contain great terror.

At this time, the Desolate Ancient Realm began to slowly collapse, and the entire world turned into a powder of light and shadow, spreading from Chen Wenshan's body to the surrounding areas. The giant sword inserted in the Ancient Realm did not disappear with it, but shrunk and merged into Chen Wenshan's body. The figure glanced at Chen Wenshan deeply, and walked into the distance.

Chen Wenshan's catastrophe can be regarded as coping with the past, and his consciousness world returned to darkness and fell into a deep sleep.

......

In the West Pavilion, the White Palm Sect watched Chen Wenshan's breathing gradually become even, and instructed the maid: "Qing'er, go and bring hot water again." ”

"Yes, Mentor. ”

The maid looked at Chen Wenshan and blinked, and then picked up the basin on the round stool and went out to change a new basin of hot water according to the instructions of the master.

The White Palm Sect stretched out his hand on Chen Wenshan's pulse, closed his eyes and felt Chen Wenshan's pulse, and then used his hand to support Chen Wenshan's whole body, and after doing everything, the White Palm Sect nodded, and then got up and left the West Pavilion.

The broken sword stuck in the wall of the west pavilion was far away, and the fallen leaf was nowhere to be found.

The residence of the Qingyun Sect is just a residence, there is no prohibition, no formation. Bricks are ordinary bricks, and natural walls are also ordinary walls.

Looking at the holes and cracks on the wall, the White Palm Sect was stunned for a while, then shook his head, and said to Qing'er, who was busy in the courtyard: "Qing'er, go talk to the people in the department in a while, and ask them to repair the wall." ”

Qing'er turned around and responded, "Yes, the master." ”

The White Palm Sect pushed open the courtyard gate, and the fog of Qingyun Mountain had dispersed, revealing a towering mountain, and the twelve peaks were inserted into the sky like twelve optimus primes. There are many disciples flying back and forth between the peaks of the mountains, and it is extremely lively.

The White Palm Sect stood outside the courtyard gate and took everything in his eyes, and then looked at the mountain behind him. The claustrophobic back mountain, different from the scene of the twelve peaks of the front mountain, stands lonely and erect, and no one cares.

"Senior Brother ......"

His eyes were half-covered, his black pupils were hidden with thoughts, and he was chanting these two words in his mouth, walking on the path of this Qingyun Sect, his steps were steady, and every step was normal......

In an elder's courtyard in Lingdi Peak, an old man is lying on a chair basking in the sun, there is a stone table on the left hand side, a young girl sits at the stone table, peeling something in her hand, and then puts the peeled thing into her mouth and eats it.

The girl chewed and said vaguely, "Master, is the junior brother okay?"

The old man moved his eyelids, and his fingers rhythmically hit the armrest of the chair, "Don't worry, that kid's sword wound is just a bloody hole in his body, what can happen." ”

The girl carved out something without swallowing it, and helped her chest, "Master, you look like this, I doubt that he is your disciple!"

"That kid has rough skin and thick flesh, and his recovery ability is extremely fast, and after eating the pill I fed him, he will wake up tomorrow at most. And that kid is too fat, it's good to let the bloodletting. ”

The old man looked like an old god, and he was not worried about the junior brother who was injured in the girl's mouth at all.

There was a noise at the door of a room in the courtyard.

The old man's rhythmic fingers stopped, opened his eyes, and said, "It's a little faster than I expected." ”

When the girl heard this, she knew that her brother had woken up, so she ran to the house.

Lying on the bed in the room was Zhou Tai, who was used to being pierced by Yu Duru's sword that day, and Yu Duru and Chen Wenshan both thought he was dead.

Zhou Tai woke up and lay on the bed and felt that his body hurt everything, so he began to wail. The girl walked in and saw the wailing Zhou Tai, and laughed.

Zhou Tai's current appearance is very happy, and his whole body is wrapped in white bandages and keeps moving around on the bed. Zhou Tai, who was in turmoil, opened his eyes and saw the young girl and said, "Senior sister, where am I?"

The young girl jumped to the side of the bed and slapped Zhou Tai's bandaged body with her hand. Zhou Tai screamed and shouted, "Oops, it hurts!"

The young girl covered her mouth and giggled, then suddenly stopped and put down her hand and said with a face: "Okay, you Zhou Tai, you don't take me when you go out to play, and when you come back, you will be beaten to death, it's a shame for me!"

Zhou Tai felt aggrieved when he heard this, and he was afraid that the young girl would beat him, so he immediately said: "Wrong, senior sister, don't fight, junior brother knows it's wrong." ”

The young girl cleared her throat and asked Zhou Tai with a dignified and serious look, "Look at your appearance, it's useless!"

"Will you be good at cultivating in the future?"

Zhou Tai hurriedly replied: "I must cultivate well in the future!"

"Still can't you sneak out with your senior sister on your back?"

"No, it won't!"

"Do you want to bring your senior sister next time you go out?"

Zhou Tai was stunned for a while, and the young girl slapped Zhou Tai again when she saw Zhou Tai.

"Oh, yes, yes, next time I go out, I must bring my senior sister!"

The young girl raised her slender arms, clenched her hands into fists, and made a strong appearance, "That's good, next time I go out with you, you don't have to be afraid of someone beating you, if someone beats you, I will beat him." ”

Zhou Tai smiled awkwardly, of course, it was difficult for Zhou Tai, who only had two eyes and a mouth exposed, to outsiders who couldn't see whether he was smiling or not, only he knew in his heart.

After a while, Zhou Tai remembered something, and suddenly asked the young girl, "By the way, senior sister, did you save me?"

The young girl thought for a while and said, "At that time, it seems that the head teacher only brought back you. ”

"Boss?"

"yes, yes. ”

Zhou Tai was a little anxious, "Didn't the head of the sect really bring back the others?"

The young girl was asked by Zhou Tai unsurely, and said hesitantly: "It seems to be." ”

"What about the shirts?"

"Wen Shan, is that the person named Chen Wen Shan?"

Zhou Tai hurriedly nodded slightly, "Yes, yes, it's Chen Wenshan!"

"I don't know!"

"No, I'll have to go find him. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Tai hurriedly removed the bandages wrapped around his body, preparing to get up and find Chen Wenshan.

"Hey, don't move, you're not healed yet!"

The young girl came over and held Zhou Tai down, not allowing him to move. Zhou Tai struggled and said: "Senior sister, don't stop me, I'm going to find Wen Yi, he will definitely have an accident." ”

At this time, an old man's voice came from outside the door, "Okay, you take care of your own injuries first." ”

The old man walked in slowly, looked at Zhou Tai, who was stopped by a young girl on the bed, and said.

Zhou Tai saw the old man coming in, and hurriedly asked, "Master, Wen Yi ......?"

The old man waved his hand and interrupted Zhou Tai's words, "Don't worry, that Chen Wenshan was taken away by the master, if something happens to you, no one will have an accident." ”

Zhou Tai was relieved when he heard the old man say that Chen Wenshan was taken away by the Zhangjiao, thinking that with the means of the Zhangjiao, Chen Wenshan would definitely not have an accident.

After hearing the old man's words, the young girl who was pressing Zhou Tai turned her beautiful eyes dexterously......