A small closed mountain village, there is a stone tablet standing at the entrance of the village, after years of washing and grinding, the original content can no longer be seen. There is a plaque hanging at the gate of the village, which is also very old, but it can still be recognized as the content written in it, 'Wolong Village'.

It is a closed village, the village is self-sufficient and rarely visited by outsiders. The land is flat, the houses are like that, the traffic is strange, the chickens and dogs smell each other, and there is a sense of paradise.

Zheng Chen put down the guards and said to Gongsun Xiaoyue, "What kind of place is this?"

Gongsun Xiaoyue didn't reply, and greeted the village chief who rushed to get the news. "Uncle Luo, long time no see. ”

Village Chief Luo leaned on crutches, touched his white beard, and shook his head, "I call myself Lao, this title can be changed." It's good to call grandpa, and it also seems affectionate. ”

Looking at the surface, it is natural that the grandfather is closer to Uncle Luo. But the title of Uncle Luo contains memories of the past and is difficult to replace.

Gongsun Xiaoyue shook her head gently, "I'm used to it, I can't change my mouth." ”

Village Chief Luo smiled bitterly and shook his head, "At that time, you called me grandpa." I said I'm that old? Now, it's me who changed my mind and asked you to call grandpa, but I can't change it back. That's what it's like for a child to grow up. ”

Gongsun Xiaoyue hugged Village Chief Luo and began to walk towards the village, saying, "If you really want to hear me call you grandpa, I'll change my words." ”

Village Chief Luo shook his head again, "I'm not thinking of changing my name, I want you to put it down." Forget it, let's not talk about it, by the way, why did you bring a young man today, your sweetheart?"

In the face of Uncle Luo's ridicule, Gongsun Xiaoyue didn't take it to heart and didn't even respond. He knows Uncle Luo's character, and if he answers, it will not be pleasing either.

Zheng Chen Zhengse responded, "Under Zheng Chen, Village Chief Luo, but you misunderstood. ”

After inserting into the dialogue, Zheng Chen would not let go of the opportunity, and he had too many questions in his heart. What kind of place is this, who is this Luo village chief, and what does it have to do with Gongsun Xiaoyue. The most important thing is why you don't know this information in your memory. Is there a lack of memory, or is Gongsun Xiaoyue hiding it from him in his previous life, or is there a change here, and there is no need to talk about it?

"Village Chief Luo, when I first arrived, I don't know what wonders, specialties and so on are there around here?"

"Ahem, when it comes to our Longyin Village, we have to mention Longyin Spring, I'll tell you......" Speaking of this, Village Chief Luo's interest came up.

I listened to a lot of legends about gods and monsters in a daze, but I didn't remember it at all. As a last resort, Zheng Chen could only put his doubts in his mind and put them aside for the time being.

There was nothing to say, the time was in the evening.

It was late at night and nothing happened.

At dawn, Zheng Chen got up early, not only for a good life style, but also to inquire about intelligence.

On the way, I met Gongsun Xiaoyue and communicated.

Zheng Chen spoke, "Good morning." It's a nice day. ”

Gongsun Xiaoyue did not respond and continued to walk, and his mood did not change.

Zheng Chen chose to continue the conversation, "What are you going to do so early, is there anything you want to help with?"

Gongsun Xiaoyue glanced at Zheng Chen and said, "Follow me." ”

Zheng Chen didn't know why, but he still decided to follow. This is also in line with its original intention, you can find more experience in communication and cultivate feelings. But along the way, Gongsun Xiaoyue didn't speak again, just walked quietly. Zheng Chen tried to find a topic several times, but finally had no choice but to give up.

There was nothing wrong along the way, nothing special happened.

Brushing aside the lush branches, the two shuttled through the woods. Zheng Chen spoke again and asked curiously, "Are you going to find Longyin Spring?"

Gongsun Xiaoyue brushed aside the last branch, and a fairyland-like picture unfolded in front of Zheng Chen.

Gongsun Xiaoyue said, "You appeared 'by coincidence', I don't know what the purpose is. But I don't like to owe people, this is a heart-washing waterfall, you can use it to clear your soul. But don't tell anyone that if you spread the word, I'll find you. ”

After speaking, Gongsun Xiaoyue walked into the thatched house by the lake.

At this time, Zheng Chen was surprised by the wonderful scene in front of him. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, the place is enclosed. The accessible side is surrounded by trees, and there is no sign of passability. The peculiar thing is that although it was blocked by the woods, Zheng Chen didn't walk for too long, just a few dozen steps, and the scene here was completely locked in a space, without revealing a single bit.

Zheng Chen stepped into the secret realm and found that Gongsun Xiaoyue had disappeared. As he walked towards the waterfall, the closer he got to it, the more he could feel the power contained in it, the power that struck his heart.

Walking to the lake, Zheng Chen stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the lake, there was no peculiar feeling. As my hand deepened, I gradually felt a little bit of its specialness. It can wash the muscles and cut the marrow, but it is extremely weak, and it is not a treasure of heaven and earth, and it can barely be called a good material. But considering the sheer amount of money, it's a treasure land. If there is a method of purification and extraction, this is the source of an inexhaustible source of heaven and earth.

The growth environment of every natural treasure is harsh and almost impossible to replicate. It is almost impossible to replicate, with the exception of the source body, which can periodically produce natural and earthly treasures.

Heavenly materials and earth treasures are scarce, source bodies are even rarer, and source bodies that can be used are even rarer. Most of the source bodies that are already difficult to find are still in danger that ordinary people can't reach, and this ordinary person refers to a martial artist who can't reach a grandmaster. Grandmaster warriors, everywhere now, are overlord-level figures, and throughout history, those who can step into the grandmaster are also dragons and phoenixes among people. It is impossible for a person of this level to stay in such a harsh environment all year round, and in this way, every time he competes for the treasures of heaven and earth, there will be battles and variables.

And here, the environment is not bad, and it can be called suitable. If outsiders were to find out, you can imagine what kind of battle would break out. Even the nine forces that occupy the pinnacle of the rivers and lakes can break through the bottleneck and become stronger even if they occupy the source body. The imperial court, although there will be no major changes, will not refuse. Especially at a time like this, any bit of leverage can be the last straw that overwhelms the opponent.

What's more, if there is a source material in this source body. Zheng Chen didn't think much about it, this gap was too big. Competing for the source material, the great grandmaster is just the threshold, and the half-step providence is the norm, and the old monster who has been in retreat for many years will be alarmed. Even if it is the top source material, even the heavenly artistic conception may be taken personally.

Zheng Chen didn't think much about it anymore and swam towards the center of the waterfall. The closer you get, the more you can feel the grandeur of the waterfall. The surging roar, the agitation and churning, the water vapor is cloudy, the pearls are splashing in all directions., every column of water, every curtain of water rushes down, hits the stones at the root of the mountain, and hits them in pieces, like thousands of beads. It was really a flying stream of 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days.