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 a year. Take the number of days of the week and record it as one year, 36,000 years as "one meeting", and 360,000 as "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.

It has been a long time since the end of the Age of Mythology.

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. He was so frightened that he almost lost the ability to think, the age of mythology! Can he go back?

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 will it take for us to arrive? The three are so blessed, seeing that you have enough energy, I'm afraid that you are serving the dream god personally, right?"

"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.

I don't know when it started, but it seemed that there was a sudden uproar around me, 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.

"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 surging 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 hundreds of feet away, and everyone went deep into 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 longed, at this time, the joy of being able to meet Oneiroi diluted the fear of returning to the mythological era, and Yijian looked left and right, feeling that everything was so fresh.

The white mist was not much different from the outside, but 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 it could be seen that he was very happy, and the bright light was projected 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.

"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!"

The picture flashed in his mind, and he 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 up!

"Senior Brother Yijian, what's wrong with you?" Long Ji saw that the situation was wrong, and hurriedly held on to Yijian.

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, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

After receiving the confirmation of Yijian, 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, but he still didn't have any impression in his mind, 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 scanned around, and a white mist drifted in front of him, flashing a familiar figure.

"Emperor water?"

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

A waterhole more than a dozen feet away, the white mist curls, and several figures loom on the water.

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 two of them went one after the other, Emperor Huashui turned his head, obviously extremely surprised by the proximity of the two, and opened his mouth to say something, but it was like seeing flowers in the fog, knowing 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 saw a flower in front of them, and there was a commotion in their ears, and then their bodies were pushed and shoved, and they retreated straight back.

The two of them subconsciously used their luck mana to protect their whole bodies, and found themselves in the crowd, not far in front of them was a high platform, on which two young cultivators were trying.

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

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.

"The waterhole is estimated to be a teleportation formation, and it shouldn't be far away......"

If the distance of the teleportation formation is very far, like the "door", the cultivator will feel dizzy, so Long Ji said this.

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

A fan squeezed over from the crowd and shouted, "Two, I knew the two of you 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 people who brought the two into the village.

Fan smiled and said, "It's me! Dare to ask how old the two Daoists are? How many springs and autumns have you spent in the Jindan Realm so far?"

Obviously, he is a mortal who does not have any Taoist cultivation, and in the face of two masters of the Dharma Refining Realm, he has no courage to talk about it, as if he is accustomed to it.

Long Ji squinted his eyes and said, "I have only been cultivating for hundreds of years, and my brother, his cultivation years are about the same as mine! Jindan Realm is still in the realm, but it is only a few months!"

"I don't know what realm the two of you are in at the moment?"

"We are all in the Dharma Refining Realm! Dare to ask what the seniors have to teach us?"

"Hahaha......" Fan laughed loudly: "I don't dare to teach, I'm just a fan, not a senior." Congratulations to the two of you, the two of them are extremely talented, and there are few people in the whole of Kyushu who can compare with the two of them, and you can meet Oneiroi-sama directly!" (To be continued.) )