In the distance, a blazing sun slowly rose from the sea, emitting a thousand rays of light, and in an instant, the entire dim space became bright.

Wei 13 raised his hand in front of his forehead, and observed the slowly rising sun from a distance through the gap between his fingers, such a vision he had never heard of or seen. He was sure that this was not the usual scorching sun.

He rolled up the thin sleeves of his arm and pinched his arm hard, and after a while, a bruise appeared in his eyes, and he grinned in pain, but he still couldn't believe that this was the real world.

"Where the hell is this?" Wei Shisan's heart was faintly irritable. No one can be at peace in an unknown environment.

He gritted his teeth and thought to himself, the little white face would be worried, and Qingyu was waiting for him to save her, and he had to get out of here as soon as possible.

He couldn't stay here for too long.

He was desperate to leave, but the point was that he hadn't figured out if it was a fantasy yet.

The whole world was silent, and the silence was a little terrifying, as if he was the only one in the world. This kind of loneliness, even in the autumn leaves, is nothing more than that.

"Where the hell is this?" Wei Shisan shouted hoarsely to the sky at the top of his voice, exerting all the strength he had accumulated in his body.

"This ...... Village...... Arrive...... Bottom...... Be...... Which ......"

"This ...... Village...... Arrive...... Bottom...... It's ......"

......

The loud voice echoed in the vast sea, echoing one after another, it was the lion at the end roaring, and the hero of twilight grieving.

As if in response to Wei Shisan's shout, the scorching sun above the sea hung in mid-air, and thousands of rays of light flowed into the dazzling scorching sun like a backward river. The whole world became dark again, and even the gold in the sea seemed to be washed away by the sea.

Wei Shisan had been paying attention to the movements around him, and this scene naturally fell into his eyes. His brows were tightly pressed together, and his eyes were fixed on the scorching sun.

I saw that the golden light emitted by the scorching sun was rapidly shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been eaten up by something invisibly.

Until the golden light completely faded like a tide, Wei Shisan's gaze fell on the golden viscous liquid above the sea.

Wei Shisan was slightly stunned, he suddenly remembered that rainy day six years ago.

He vaguely remembered that day of heavy rain, the old Taoist priest who counted half of his master, seemed to have integrated a drop of golden blood into his eyebrows in the restaurant. For six years, there has been no movement, but I didn't expect there to be such movement today.

He had a faint feeling that he was now in his mind, but he also knew that it should be the situation in the cultivation, but he was a newcomer who had not yet stepped into the cultivation world, and he still didn't know what the specific situation was.

Wei Shisan's sudden feeling of being a little intimate with the suspended golden blood, the kind of palpitations like facing a fierce beast dissipated like a foam phantom, and the old and elegant smile was vaguely clear, appearing in front of his eyes.

He stepped forward, step by step towards the suspended golden blood droplets, and a golden light dripped out from the golden blood, scattering into a golden light curtain that shrouded Wei Shisan in golden light.

A soft and comfortable feeling swept through Wei Shisan's whole body, and there seemed to be a clear spring flowing between the hundreds of limbs, which was itchy but reluctant to leave.

Wei Shisan slowly closed his eyes, enjoying this comfortable feeling.

Just when Wei 13 was indulging in this feeling, Wei 13 didn't notice an illusory figure floating next to the golden blood droplet.

The bearded old man was squinting his eyes and looking the intoxicated Wei Shisan up and down, his eyes narrowing into a slit, as if to see when the little guy would be able to notice him.

If Wei Shisan saw this illusory figure now, he would immediately recognize that it was the old man who counted himself as half a cheap master.

After a long time, the golden light gathered together and condensed into a golden figure, standing beside the old man, beating up and down.

If you pay close attention to this golden villain, you can see that this villain is seven points similar to the old man, but this golden villain is more condensed, and his eyebrows are heroic, gentle and elegant, and he is a handsome son in the world.

Wei Shisan's closed eyes slowly opened, his black eyes suddenly tightened, and he suddenly found that next to the golden blood droplet, he didn't know when there were two more golden figures, one large and one small, and immediately retreated more than ten meters under his feet, before he vigilantly observed the two golden figures.

When he saw the face of the big golden figure, Wei Shisan was slightly stunned, and then he became ecstatic, and he recognized his half of the cheap master at a glance.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for six years, Wei Shisan still recognized Lao Dao at a glance. This vicissitudes of life, even if the sky falls apart, he will never forget it, because it has been imprinted in his heart like a brand.

"Master?" Wei Shisan's eyes turned slightly red when he was excited, he thought that he would not be able to see the old Tao in this life with his ability.

Six years ago, he knew from his little white face how powerful Lao Dao was, even if he was not invincible in the world, but there were few opponents in the world.

Although he doesn't like to admit defeat on weekdays, he has to admit in his heart that he doesn't think that he can become a big man like Lao Dao from a beggar background. It was also a good choice for him to be able to live this life in peace, this was his original choice, but in the end he decided to come out with Xiaobaimian to have a look.

In fact, the reason why he came up with it was not only because of the little white face, but also because he had a little selfishness, and he also wanted to meet the old man who made him reborn.

Because every time he thinks that he may never see each other again in this life, he will feel a faint sadness in his heart, just like the autumn leaves falling from the trees, the sadness is indescribable, but it makes people unable to get rid of it.

Lao Dao squinted his eyes, and the expression on his face seemed to be smiling, "Little guy, why haven't you made any progress in the past six years, and you haven't even entered the realm of Dao?"

"Uh......" Wei Shisan, who just wanted to speak, was choked by Lao Dao's words, his delicate face was slightly red, he also knew that he had not made any progress, but now he was broken by Lao Dao's words, and he suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Lao Dao twisted his beard, as if he had thought of something, and chuckled: "This time you go to the Land of Xiliang, you should go to Daoyuan Palace, where you can calm down and cultivate well!"

"Hmm!" Wei Shisan didn't know where Dao Yuan Palace was, but thinking that Lao Dao would not deceive himself, he immediately nodded, and his eyes fell on Lao Dao's illusory figure suspiciously, "Master, what is your body......

When it came to the word master, Wei Shisan's voice couldn't help but lower a little, he had no confidence, he clearly remembered that six years ago, Lao Dao said not to call him master before he practiced Jian Qi, so far he has not comprehended Jian Yi, so naturally he has no confidence.

Lao Dao didn't care about the title of master, and maybe he didn't hear it clearly, he glanced at Wei Shisan, who hung his head slightly, strangely, and paused before he spoke, he didn't answer Wei Shisan's question, and said like this.

"This place is the sea of knowledge, and only after entering the Tao can you sense the existence of this area, but you ......"

Lao Dao's words came to an abrupt end, Wei Shisan raised his head and looked at Lao Dao who wanted to speak and stopped, and sighed in his heart, he faintly felt that this matter had nothing to do with Qingyu.