When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him changed from blurry to clear, and what caught He Weiji's eyes was a pair of bright eyes.

"Awake?" the woman said with a smile, listening to it like a spring breeze.

"Senior Sister Ye?" He Weiji was startled and hurriedly sat up, but Ye Yushi hurriedly pressed him and said, "You are injured, don't move?"

"Senior Sister Ye, what's going on......? I'm not dead?"

"Yes, you didn't die, if it weren't for Senior Brother sacrificing his life to save you, you would have been sealed in that cave for the rest of your life and couldn't get out!"

He Weiji was confused when he heard it, and his face was confused. "Cave Mansion, what Cave Mansion, Senior Brother saved me, but Senior Brother can't beat the Sinking Moon Fairy!"

A trace of worry appeared on Ye Yushi's face, and he raised his hand to probe He Weiji's forehead, and muttered, "I don't have a fever, how can I talk some nonsense?"

He Weiji's heart became more and more chaotic, grabbed Ye Yushi's hand, and asked, "Senior Sister Ye, what the hell is going on? You said that Senior Brother saved me, how could he save me? And Shenyue Fairy, where did Shenyue Fairy go?" He was in a hurry, his hand was quite hard, Ye Yushi was slightly in pain, and couldn't help but hit him on the head.

"He Weiji, what's the matter with you? Where is the Shenyue Fairy, did you and your senior brother meet the Shenyue Fairy and the Evil Living Buddha in the cave mansion?"

Cave House: Evil Living Buddha?

He Weiji's heart shook violently, and he couldn't say a word.

When Ye Yushi saw him like this, he couldn't bear it, and sighed: "Forget it, you have a good rest, the serious injury is just recovering from it, and it really needs some days to recuperate." I put this bowl on the table when it was still gone, remember to drink it, this is boiled by Uncle Huyi's own hands. ”

He Weiji was still immersed in extreme shock, and he didn't even know when Ye Yushi left.

Am I dreaming? I hugged Uncle Yi and boiled it with my own hands...... But Uncle Hug is obviously dead, where can I go to boil and still be distracted?

Unless—

He Weiji already had a guess in his heart, but he still couldn't believe it, sat on the bed and thought about it, and finally realized that there was another way to prove the conjecture in his heart. He pulled open his collar and called out to the cyan mark on his chest, "Ancestor, are you there?"

The uninhibited and rough voice appeared in He Weiji's sea of knowledge, as if it was still a little frightened: "My God, I scared the ancestor to death, I almost thought I was going to finish playing with your kid." You can be chased by the Shenyue Fairy a hundred miles away, but you can still pick up a life like this, should you say that your kid is a big life or unlucky?"

He Weiji smiled bitterly and said, "Ancestor, don't you want to know, how did I survive?"

Wu was stunned for a moment: "Yes, how did you kid survive? Which passing master saved you?"

"There is no one to save me, and I have not escaped from the hands of the Sinking Moon Fairy. He Weiji looked around, looking at the layout of this room that he was so familiar that he couldn't be more familiar, and his words were full of absurdity.

"I'm just going back to a year ago!"

"Fart!" Wu Buru scolded, "Ancestor, I have lived for tens of thousands of years, and I have never seen any bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods? Back to a year ago, could you kid still reverse the time? How can there be such a strange thing in the world!"

"To be honest, I can't believe it, yes or no, Ancestor might as well go out with me to see what is going on. ”

Wu Buru snorted coldly and said, "Okay, just look at it!"

When He Weiji stood on the top of Liuyang Mountain and saw the intact Taiyi Hall not far away, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

And Wu Bu Bu felt like he was crazy. "Hell, hell, hell! Isn't this the main hall of your Qingxu Sect? Shouldn't it collapse?"

"Old Ancestor, do you believe it now?"

"Ancestor, I don't understand, how could this happen? Also, why did you go back to this time?"

He Weiji said: "I've been thinking about this question for a long time, but now, I seem to understand. He looked down at his chest, stroking the jade-shaped cyan mark through his clothes, "Everything on my body has a clear origin, only that piece of jade, I don't know what it is." ”

"You mean, that nameless jade jue in the pile of bits and pieces of the Great Wisdom Divine Monk?" Wu unruly shouted, "is that piece of jade jue that sucked my soul when Ancestor and I was dying, and trapped me in this cramped place?"

He Weiji sighed: "It's probably it." Otherwise, why don't I go back to another time, but to the moment when I first woke up from a serious injury a year ago? I'm afraid it's because of this nameless jade jue and this cyan mark. ”

Wu Unruly and staggered: "That thing was left by the Great Wisdom Monk, but I didn't expect it to have the effect of reversing time and space and reversing time? God, how far has the cultivation of the Great Wisdom Monk become, no wonder the old master saluted him for three points back then, and he was more wary afterwards, amazing, too powerful." ”

He Weiji checked himself at this time, the cyan mark on his chest was still there, needless to say, the golden dragon pattern on his right palm was gone, and he looked around his body and found that there was not a drop of jade liquid in his dantian.

Looking at the sea of knowledge again, the ancient sword scripture passed by Qi Hengduan is still hanging high, and the golden villain below is still demonstrating the seven styles of the heavenly sword.

It seems that his memory has not changed, so the inheritance of the Ancient Sword Sutra is still there, and he is still proficient in the Four or Two Thousand Jin Technique, and at the same time, the cyan mark on his chest has not changed, so his unruly has not changed. And everything else, such as the golden dragon pattern in the palm of his palm, such as the Dao cultivation that he had cultivated for a year, all returned to the same state as time went back.

At this time, a passing outer disciple saw He Weiji and stopped and asked, "I've seen Senior Brother He!"

"I've seen senior brother!" He Weiji hurriedly returned the salute, but his eyes kept staring at the outer disciple, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, as if he was going to laugh out loud the next moment. The outer disciples only felt strange in their hearts, and left in a hurry after the salute, still thinking in their hearts as they walked, why did Senior Brother He suddenly smile at himself?

He didn't know what was going on at the moment.

Alive, all alive. Master, Uncle Kongming, Uncle Xuanjing, Uncle Baoyi, as well as Senior Brother, Senior Sister Ye, Little Senior Brother, all the Qingxu peers still exist vividly in this world at this moment. This nameless Gu Jue of the Great Wisdom Monk is really magical, not only can he go back in time, but also give himself a second chance to see these old people again!

Wait, second chance?

He Weiji suddenly shouted, spread his legs and ran towards the front mountain.

Wu Buru was taken off guard by his dry howl, and couldn't help scolding: "Stinky boy, what the hell is your name?

He Weiji said excitedly to Wu Buru as he ran: "Although I have returned to the past, a year later, Gongsun Haikuo's old thief will still come to invade! I want to remind the master, remind the master master! I want to save the Qingxu Sect!"