The history of Kyushu, as we all know, has three sections, namely the "Beginning Calendar", "Divine Calendar", and "Immortal Calendar". Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The so-called "Divine Calendar" refers to the "Mythological Era", and after the end of the Mythological Era, it is the "Immortal Calendar".

In Kyushu, one dormant labor is recorded as "one day", three hundred and sixty days in a year, and the number of days in a week is taken. 36,000 years is "one meeting", and 360,000 will be "one round".

No one knows how many "wheels" the "Beginning Calendar" and "Divine Calendar" have gone through, because there is no such record in Kyushu. Legend has it that before the "first calendar", there was also a "calendar", but it was lost in the years, leaving only one name.

Since the end of the Age of Mythology, it has been a long time of 100,000 rounds.

But this man said, "Now is the divine calendar?"

With a sword, his legs were weak, and he almost sat down, his ears were like gongs and drums, and his head was dizzy.

"I've come to the age of mythology?"

He counted the time, and was so frightened by the long years that he almost lost the ability to think, O O Age of Mythology! Can he go back?

The most important thing is how many years the Age of Mythology will take in total, no one knows, in case they do return to the Age of Mythology, who knows how long it will take for the Age of Mythology to end?

If you want to go back to the old era, you can't wait for it......

Long Ji came to his senses after a moment of trance, and smiled at the three of them: "I don't know how many years of cultivation, I didn't expect it to be so long! How long do we have to arrive? Seeing that your bearing is extraordinary, I'm afraid that you are serving Lord Oneiroi personally, right? The three of you are so blessed!"

"Hahaha......"

The three of them were full of red light, and their honest faces were seven points of pride and three points of embarrassment.

"Wherever, our tribe can serve Oneiroi, which is a blessing from the previous life!"

The five of them chatted and walked.

The two of them chatted as they racked their brains to get something out of their mouths, surrounded by fog, and didn't notice where they came.

I don't know when, there was a sudden commotion around, and a lot of people appeared.

The way the three of them appeared was the same, and the two of them didn't notice anything at all, and the figure appeared.

The two looked closely, and the surrounding area was a vibrant village, and the stone house road was in good order.

"This is our village, you two are here to wait, we will report to Oneiroi, if he wants to see you, we will report again!"

Yijian was looking at the crowd around him in shock, and suddenly there was a trance in front of him, and the sparse crowd seemed to be fast forward, and he was suddenly pulled behind him.

A sword looked back, and there were hundreds of zhang away from the place just now, and everyone came to the depths of the village.

Yijian subconsciously looked at Long Ji, and was shocked in his heart, someone came out inexplicably, forget it, what is this scene?

Long Ji smiled indifferently: "The three of you are busy, my brother and I just need to take a look around!"

"Feel free to do so, don't run around!"

"We can save it!"

After the three of them left, a sword said: "Senior Brother Longji, this place is weird, we won't really go back to the mythical era, right?"

Long Ji looked at the decorations in the village, and carefully looked at the creatures that passed by, and everything was no different from the real thing.

He said in a daze: "I can't tell the difference, I thought it was ...... at first It doesn't seem like that now, let's walk around and see if we can find some clues. ”

"What, the Oneiroi is recorded in it, if we really return to the age of mythology, we must meet his old man, the most mysterious god!"

Yijian said: "I have been familiar with it since I was a child, and I have always dreamed of being able to follow the footsteps of the gods, and now that I have come to the age of mythology, I have to work hard to fulfill my long-cherished wish!"

At this time, the joy of being able to meet Oneiroi diluted the fear of returning to the age of mythology, and the sword looked left and right, and everything felt so fresh.

"I want to cultivate hard and strive to live until the end of the mythical era, and I want to see with my own eyes how the gods disappeared......"

Thinking of this, a surge of blood surged, and the cultivation heart of Yijian became more and more firm.

The white mist could not be filled, which was not much different from the outside, and the creatures walking in it were oblivious to the fog.

Long Ji found that there were a lot of foreign cultivators in the village, most of their cultivation was in Jindan, and they were not very old, listening to their conversations, they all came to find the dream god.

The more the sword walked, the less joy in his heart became, and a cold air rose from his back more and more, making him tremble.

At first, Yijian didn't feel this way, and he was a little scared since he accosted a cultivator, but the cultivator ignored him completely.

Because these people didn't seem to see them, a sword shouted in their ears, waved in front of their eyes, and they didn't react, if it weren't for the fact that their breath was the same as that of a real person, the two would have done it a long time ago.

"What's going on, what's wrong with them?"

The cultivator in front of him was overjoyed, and he could see that he was very happy, and the bright light projected down from the sky, shining on his face, but his smile became more and more eerie.

The sky was blank, and I didn't know where the light was shining.

Yijian shuddered, swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Long Ji, let's get out of here, it's too weird here, aren't they being controlled by someone?"

The two walked forward for a while, and a strange but familiar courtyard appeared in sight, the courtyard was made of bluestone, without any formation, and it was a mortal courtyard at a glance.

"Huh?"

The small courtyard looked very familiar, and Yijian said secretly: "I have never been here, how can I look familiar with this small courtyard?

Involuntarily quickened his pace, turned to the front of the small courtyard, and a kitchen jumped into view.

"Yikes!"

As if touching something, a lightning bolt slashed through the sea of knowledge, the picture flashed rapidly, and a sword suddenly remembered that he had seen this small courtyard in a dream, the girl named "Xiao Nan", and the corpse in the kitchen with his back facing up!

"Senior Brother Yijian, what's wrong with you?"

Long Ji saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly held a sword.

A sword trembled, his heart was wet with cold sweat, and he pointed to the kitchen and said, "I've been to this place...... No, isn't it...... I mean, didn't I faint when we first entered the road to heaven? I came to this place in a dream......"

Long Ji looked at Yijian strangely, and said in a deep voice: "Jindan Realm cultivators still dream? Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

A sword confirms.

Long Ji's brows furrowed even tighter: "Think about it again, what else is there?"

Yijian pinched his fingers and thought about it for a long time along the vague memory, but he still didn't have any impression in his mind, only remembered a very strange beast of a divine horse, and shook his head helplessly.

"It's incomprehensible for the time being, I know a thing that can cause this effect, but it's all an illusion, I can definitely see it, but this one is exactly the same as the real thing......"

Long Ji whispered, his eyes scanning around.

A cloud of white mist happened to float in front of Long Ji's eyes, and a familiar figure in the white mist flashed away.

"Emperor water?"

Long Ji drank: "Senior Brother Yijian follows, I see the emperor water!"

The white mist floated above a waterhole more than a dozen feet away, where the white mist curled and several figures loomed.

Long Ji rushed over with a sword, and shouted in his mouth: "Brother Huashui, you told us to find it, did you find anything in the waterhole?"

The fog above the waterhole is so thick that it is difficult to see.

The eyes of the Jindan Realm cultivators were excellent, and although the fog was somewhat obscured, the two of them could still see something.

I saw Emperor Huashui turn his head, looked at the two of them in great surprise, opened his mouth and said something, but like seeing flowers in the fog, he knew that his mouth was moving, but he couldn't hear what he said.

Yijian subconsciously felt that this scene was a little familiar, and when he was in a dream, the girl named "Xiao Nan" also said something to himself like this, but he just didn't hear it.

"Smack......

The two of them cast a water walking spell, walked towards the emperor water as if they were walking on the ground.

The white mist suddenly rose, and the two of them seemed to have changed in front of their eyes.

There was a commotion in his ears, and then he was pushed and shoved, and he retreated.

The two of them subconsciously protected their whole bodies with their luck mana, and when they looked closely, they found themselves in the crowd, the crowd was shouting noisily, not far ahead, a high platform, and two young cultivators were competing on it.

The spells flew sideways, the air exploded, and the audience cheered from time to time.

The waterhole is gone, and the water is gone.

A sword said to Long Ji: "Senior Brother Long Ji, could it be that the waterhole is actually a teleportation formation?

Long Ji looked around, the white mist drifted away, and the people around him ignored the sudden appearance of the two, similar to the situation in the village just now.

Long Ji acquiesced to the inference of a sword: "Senior brother is reasonable, the waterhole is estimated to be a teleportation formation, but the teleportation distance should not be far......"

Like the "door", if the teleportation distance is very far, the cultivator will feel dizzy, and the two of them are just in a trance, and they must not have been teleported out far, so Long Ji said this.

Although this explanation was a bit reluctant, the two could only accept it for a while.

"Then what happened when we saw Emperor Huashui? Could it be that the Huashui brothers also happened to step into the teleportation array? This is ...... Isn't the teleportation array connected to several places?"

A mortal spirit squeezed through the crowd and shouted, "Two, I knew they were here, hahaha...... I can't find you anywhere, have you been watching here for the past five days?"

"Is that you?"

The person who came was one of the mortal spirits who brought the two into the village.

Fan Ling smiled and said, "It's me! Dare to ask the two Dao Ages How many Spring and Autumn Periods have you spent in the Jindan Realm so far?"

Obviously a mortal spirit without any Taoist cultivation, in the face of two masters of the Jindan Realm, he talked without fear, as if he was accustomed to it.

Also, what does it mean, "Are you all here to watch these five days?"

It's only been a while apart, okay?

Everything is weird no matter how you look at it......

Long Ji squinted his eyes and said: "I have only been cultivating for hundreds of years, and my brother, the years of cultivation are about the same as mine! Jindan Realm has only been a few months! Dare to ask what the predecessors have to teach you?"

"Hahaha......"

Fan Ling laughed loudly: "I don't dare to teach me, I'm just a mortal spirit, not a senior." Congratulations to the two of you, the two of them are extremely talented, there are few people in the whole of Kyushu who can be compared to the two of them, and you can directly meet Oneiroi-sama!"